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Anita's Sex Sacrifice

jethro jodhpur on Ethnic Stories

Anita's Sex Sacrifice - Chapter 1
               

 The phone call was most unpleasant for Anita. The voice at the other end told her that unless she made herself available to his representatives without informing anyone before hand, her son, Pradeep, who was in debt to them up to his eyeballs, would suffer an unfortunate accident on his way home this evening. Her heart sank since she knew from him that he had experienced some financial setbacks recently, but was confident that all would be well in another few weeks. The voice on the other end had now confirmed her worse fears. She quickly agreed to make herself available without informing anybody about what was happening.

 The two men who rang her doorbell gave her pau

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se as their eyes roamed over her voluptuous body, undressing her down to her skin as they licked their lips in anticipation. Although in her early 40s, Anita was a most attractive woman. She glowed every time her son declared how sexy she looked and wished that he could meet a woman who had the kind of sexy body that she possessed. The way he looked at her when he said this made her get wet between her legs, a feeling that was both exciting and at the same time embarrassing.

 Anita would never confess the fact that she had sex dreams involving her and Pradeep. His penis was enormous, and yet it always fit into her cunt perfectly. More than once she had awakened, crying out his name while her juices dripped obscenely from that maw between her legs. More than once she had been tempted to see what might occur if she gave him a brief glimpse of her bare breasts. Subconsciously she hoped that just once he might walk into her bathroom while she showered and confront her in her nakedness.

 She realized that he had his own life and thanked her lucky stars that he no longer lived under the same roof, because sooner or later she would succumb to the temptations of the flesh and release those hidden forces that she struggled to contain. She would have been both mortified and exalted if she knew that he was fighting the same struggle as she. Anita was so taken by her thoughts that she seemed oblivious to the presence of her two visitors. When one of them spoke she was startled, then flustered, as if he had been privy to those naughty thoughts that had just been running free inside her mind.

 To delay the inevitable Anita asked if she could change her clothing before leaving with the men. The reply from one of them shocked and warned her of the type of fate that awaited her.

 "I wouldn't mind a nice slow strip tease from you, but in a while I'll be seeing every square inch of your naked body once we get you to where we're going. The boss wants you over to his place in thirty minutes, which doesn't leave us too much time to tie and gag you before we put you in the trunk of the car for the drive."

 Anita offered no resistance as they tied her wrists behind her back and roped her upper arms tightly together, making her muscles ache from the tension. Worse still was the filthy rag that one of them stuffed into her mouth while the other followed up with a strip of tape to keep the gag in place. Anita's body stiffened as one of the men squeezed her pillowy tits while his companion stuck his tongue into her ear and tickled the sensitive flesh with its tip. Anita was embarrassed by the way her nipples were hardening as the man continued to maul her big tits. The stimulation of her inner ear was also having its effect as her breathing became ragged and she felt the crotch of her panties begin to get wet from all the sexual stimulation her helpless, curvy, voluptuous body was receiving from these two brutes.

 "I wish we had ten minutes extra so I could tear off her clothing and rape her juicy cunt until she climaxed."

 The other grinned and tickled her ear lobe with his tongue before running it over the area on the side of her neck, bringing Anita to a boil against her will. Her legs began to tremble as she was brought closer to an embarrassing loss of self control. Anita began to wonder how large a cock the man squeezing her tits possessed. It had been many years since she had enjoyed being stretched by a long, thick length of male meat. Part of her, the wicked portion that usually came out only in her erotic dreams about her son, put in a surprise appearance and the wetness between her legs grew, becoming noticeable even to her assailants. A knowing hand began to rub between her trembling legs, probing her wetness and what it revealed about this charming, well mannered, mature woman.

 "I think we have a whore on our hands rather than a member of the upper class. Won't our boss be surprised when he sees how wet her cunt is. I think she's looking forward to being properly fucked by some real men for a change. Let's get her into the car before I lose control, throw her on the floor and rape her good. I know that's what she really wants for us to do to her. God what a whore this one is! I almost feel sorry for the poor son of a  bitch who owes the boss so much money, having to depend on this whore to bail him out of his troubles. I'll bet she'll have him eat her cunt and fuck her morning, noon and night if she manages to get him out of the debt that he owes us."

 They draped a shawl over Anita's body before taking her out to the car and placing her in the trunk. She deeply regretted wearing Western clothing at this point since her dress bunched up almost to her waist once they had rolled her bound body into the cavernous trunk of the powerful automobile. This revealed to her captors that she was wearing only a pair of very brief panties beneath her dress. Immediately one of them pressed his hand to the wet crotch of the undergarment and chuckled.

 "This one is in heat already if the amount of cunt juice staining her sexy panties is any indication. I can hardly wait to fuck that hot cunt and hear her moan and plead for more and more cock as we do her again and again while that loser son of hers watches and probably wishes he could be tearing off a piece of that hot wet poon himself." His partner sniffed the air and added.

 "She stinks of cunt, just like a cheap whore that gives blowjobs behind the buildings for less than a hundred rupees and is happy to get that much for her efforts. I wonder how many times she will have to be fucked to make up for the debt that spineless son of hers has incurred with the boss. I can't imagine the number of times she'll have to spread those plump legs and happily welcome a length of hard cock into that hairy mouth to plow another  furrow deep within that stinking slit as she begs for her customer to fuck her harder, faster and go deeper into that well stretched sex trench."

 These words coming from one of the lower class cut Anita to the bone and she could not stem the tears that sprang from her eyes. Then the door to the trunk slammed shut leaving her to her fears as to what would likely befall her in the future. The ride was quite rough, throwing her bound body from one side of the trunk to the other and making her nauseous as she inhaled the car fumes as well as the odors of whatever it was passing over. Anita fought to remain calm and prevent herself from vomiting. She knew that if she began to throw up in the confines of the trunk the stench would be unbearable and the possibility of actually choking to death from her own vomit would be quite high. These factors made her will to survive grow strnger and so she steeled herself for whatever was about to occur to her. She was quite willing to suffer any pain and endure any humiliation if it would prevent her son from harm. Little did she realize the depths she would have to sink to in order to satisfy these mongrels. There was no way that her imagination could conceive of the terrible things that would be done to her naked body, and what she would be forced to do in order to entertain the deviants that would be doing their best to reduce her to a status lower than even an animal.

   
                                                                       ( To be continued )


      

The Mexican Affair Part I

chadgates on Ethnic Stories

"That bitch!" I thought to myself as I sat at the hotel bar

My name is Robert Tyler, I am 6"1 and try to hit the gym as often as possible. I'm nothing special down low with a seven inch dick but I've always loved a good fuck nevertheless. I had just finished arguing with my girlfriend, Amy, an argument that had driven me down to the bar in the hotel we were vacationing at in mexico. It was there, as I sipped a shitty mexican beer that I saw her. A petite, smooth-skinned latino girl, no more than 23, sitting alone at a table across the bar from me. I studied her beautiful young face and noticed that she looked lonely, maybe even scared. But as I looked closer, I noticed a far different side to this mystery woman. She stroked the inside of her left arm, sending a shiv

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er through her body despite the hot temperatures inside the bar. Suddenly I went from seeing an innocent young girl, to a very horny bitch. I sat there and thought about the opportunity before me. I wondered if it was the best idea to make a pass at this little mexican with Amy waiting upstairs.

 "Fuck it." I said standing up and walking towards my target sitting across the room

 As I reached her table, the girl looked up into my eyes, a look of curiosity on her face. She was even more beautiful up close than from a distance. Although she wore no makeup, I could see a sexy edge in her eyes which peered into mine, unblinking. I fumbled with my words as I tried to think of the right thing to say to her.

 "Hola," I said nervously "it looks like you could use some company." 

 'Fuck!' I thought to myself. I was sure that she hadn't understood what I'd said. My hope was fading fast but I pressed onward.

 "I am Robert. Do you have a name?"

 She stared at me blankly and I prepared to walk away with my tail between my legs.

 "I am Pinta." She replied slowly

 My heart leapt. Her English was shaky but her face immediately relaxed into a soft smile.

 "Would you like to go for a little walk Pinta?"

 I wasn't sure how much English she understood, but Pinta knew enough to push back her seat and stand up. She had on a beige tank top and a tight jean mini-skirt that hugged her firm little ass. It was easy to see that she wore no bra as her breasts hung behind the fabric of the shirt. Her black hair dangled down just past her shoulders. As she drew herself to full height I realized just how petite she was. No taller than 5"4 and 110 pounds. 

 "We go?" she asked as she wrapped her arm around mine

 I nodded and walked her out the door of the bar into the moist mexican air. We walked down the streets of the city in which I was staying for about ten minutes when I looked down at the girl on my arm. A small layer of perspiration was forming on Pinta's perfect neck and was running down the rest of her body, causing her shirt to stick to her back and chest. The sight sent a shiver down my spine and aroused my cock. She allowed my hand to slip down to her lower back as we walked and encouraged the gesture by stroking my upper arm. The sexual tension became high, too high. I felt like my cock was about to burst in my pants. I had the biggest load of my life ready to blow and I needed a place to do it. 

 Pinta seemed to read my mind as she broke contact between my arm and her back and led me by the hand through one of the doorways that lined the street. As we entered the darkness of the doorway, Pinta turned and pulled my face down to hers. Our lips met and my eyes grew wide. It was a perfect kiss. Sweet with a salty tinge from the sweat on our lips. I stretched my tongue out as far as i could into Pinta's throat. A deep, deep throat. Almost too soon, though, she stopped and pulled me onward through a kitchen in which a young man sat at a low table. I wondered what we were doing there until the man smiled warmly at us, a gesture that Pinta returned before she pulled me out of the kitchen, through a hallway  and into a dark bathroom. She immediately turned around and dropped to her knees, pulling down my black skater shorts. She took my erect dick into her hands, admiring it as if it were something of great interest. Once finished carressing it, Pinta began to lick my cock: tip to base, tip to base, tip to base. She reached her tongue out further to get my balls into the mix before swallowing the entire penis altogether. I was nothing short of impressed with her amazing depth. I felt the deep areas of her throat tighten around my cock as she pressed it further past her beautiful lips. As the sensations of the blow job pumped up my body, I ripped my shirt off, feeling as though my heart was about to fall out of my chest. I was completely naked as Pinta pumped my cock deep into her throat and sweat poured off my body.

 Suddenly, Pinta pulled my cock out of her mouth and ripped off her own shirt revealing her breasts. They were as tanned as the rest of her body, firm and perky. I lowered my head to lick her ripe nipples, trying to maximize her pleasure. Before long, Pinta was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, legs spread wide, crying out in Spanish as I stuck my tongue into the pink lips of her wet pussy. "Fuck!" She finally screamed. I took this as my cue. I rose and positioned my cock in between her legs, stroking myself as I prepared to penetrate her. I teased her for a moment, rubbing my tip on the soft lips of her pussy. 

 "Put it in!" She demanded

 With that, I jammed my cock into her waiting vagina. She grunted as I began to thrust slowly and then quickly into her body. We fucked there in the bathroom in that one position for what seemed like forever, lost in our own worlds as sweat poured off of us and onto the floor. She slowly began to turn onto her side, slipping her foot up towards my face. I licked the small, perfectly formed foot as I fucked her sideways. This just made her scream more. I abruptly pulled out and jammed her face deep into the bath tub. She nodded fiercely as I grabbed her incredibly firm ass cheeks and slipped my cock into her tight little ass hole. I continued to give it to her harder and harder which only seemed to make this bitch want more. I had been saving a huge load all night long and new that it was about time to blow it all over this bitch's face. I grabbed her tiny torso and turned her around taking my cock into my hand and pumping my cock up and down. One, two, three, four... I counted the seconds leading to my gigantic orgasm when finally, I popped a huge load of cum all over Pinta's face, she allowed it to blow into her mouth and all over her face, letting it run down onto her tits. When the onslaught of siemen was over, she proceeded to lick it all up like candy, swallowing all of it and finishing with a wide smile. At that, the night was over as Pinta led me to a bedroom where our exhausted bodies fell to sleep. 

Taking care of the boarders 4/6

Storyman-xxx on Ethnic Stories

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

Part 4   12/7/04
 

 Rhonda sits in the tub wondering what Ivan’s next move will be, completely excited at the prospect of being seduced by this man.  Deciding to act normal, Rhonda shaves herself and dresses in a mini skirt and blouse.  With her heels on, Rhond

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a feels that she won't be quite as intimidated by Ivan as she examines herself in the mirror.  As she passes Ivan's room the door is closed and she does not hear him and wonders if maybe he has already left.  Looking out the picture window she sees his truck and the anticipation builds knowing she must face him while he holds all of the cards.

 The tension builds as Ivan’s door opens and hurries down the stairs towards Rhonda.  "Aren't you going to be late?" Rhonda asks smiling.  "Class actually starts at 1:45 so I'm OK.  I left something for you on my computer so when you get a chance, have a look and by the way, you look great." He replied as he walked towards the door.  Ivan looks to her and says, "Can I get a hug?"  She walks to him and is swallowed in his arms as he hugs her.  Out the door she watches him get into his truck and leave before her heart starts to slow. 

 Cautiously Rhonda climbs the steps towards his room as though a monster loomed inside.  Opening his door, the room looks normal and she sees his computer monitor still on.  When she gets closer she sees a picture of her masturbating on his bed with his underwear in her mouth.  She is stunned for a moment and looks around for a camera.  Not finding one she looks at the monitor closer to see that the picture was actually in windows player and she moves the icon to hit play.  The whole escapade was caught on his computer including sound.  While watching it the 4th time the phone rings and it is Ivan.  "Go to www.darkcavern.com">http://www.darkcavern.com/">www.darkcavern.com and type in the user name and password in front of the computer."  He tells her exactly where to go on the website and then hangs up.  She goes to where he has said and sees her pictures and movie out for the entire world to see.  The caption includes her e-mail address for any replies. 

 Rhonda sits down in the chair and thinks about all of this and decides it’s not that bad.  She only checks her mail once a week or so and the odds of anyone she knows seeing her pictures was slim.  Out of curiosity she checks her e-mail and sees 2 new messages from the last 30 minutes from people who want to ravage her body.  One even sent a picture of his dick.  Rhonda deletes all of her mail and leaves Ivan’s room.

 Cleaning the house takes up the rest of Rhonda's afternoon and she decides to go for a walk when she is done.  Stepping outside she knows that she wants to be seen so she gets her keys and a good book.  When she arrives at the campus it seems as though everyone stops to stare.  In her outfit she knows that she looks hot and walks with confidence turning any mans head.  Tired from walking she sits down on a bench and begins to read her book.  She can hear the people talking and watches the men trying get in position to look up her skirt.

 In the distance she can hear a whistle and walks towards the sounds of football.  As she arrives the team sees her and suddenly can't think or play.  Bobby and Ivan walk to the fence and the guys all whistle and make crude gestures.  Rhonda smiles to them and says, "I just happened to be walking on campus and thought I would see how good you boys can play."  The boys laugh and joke about how good they are and she turns to leave saying, "I will see you after while."  Walking away the whole team stands and stares.  She looks back over her shoulder and smiles seeing all eyes on her.

 At home she readies dinner and resist the urge to watch her movie again while waiting for her men to come home.  She straightens herself up in the bathroom and thinks about what the evening may bring.

 The guys arrive at the same time and are stinky sweaty as they walk in the door.  They are directed to the showers and Rhonda follows them upstairs to get their dirty clothes.  Bobby is in the shower first and Rhonda picks his dirty clothes up off of the floor basking in his sweaty scent.  Ivan opens his door and hands her his clothes as he walks into the other bathroom.  Nude this man seems to look even bigger and Rhonda does not break eye contact with him to look at his manhood, but looks at his ass after he walks by. 

 Rhonda takes their clothes to her bedroom and waits.  "Rhonda!" Its Bobby's voice.  She enters the bathroom and sees him in the shower.  He looks to her and says, "The soap is missing."  Rhonda smiles and hands him the soap opening the door to the shower all of the way.  Walking to the other bathroom she hears, "Rhonda, I need some soap."  Rhonda opens the bathroom door and pulls the shower curtain back to hand the soap to Ivan.  Ivan is caught off guard but gladly takes the soap, letting her check his out his body.  This backfires on Rhonda because she locked her eyes on his dick.  Somewhat stunned now, Rhonda stares at the biggest dick she has ever seen.  Ivan shuts the curtain and breaks the spell sending Rhonda into the hall.

 Once clean, dinner was served and the men sit down to eat.  Rhonda serves them graciously and cleans up after dinner while they work on their homework. 

 Rhonda sits on the couch reading as the boys need to keep their studies first.  The boys need to be to asleep early and Rhonda does not want push them into staying up all night so she heads for bed frustrated and in need of her new black dildo.

 Feeling strongly alone Rhonda takes her new plastic lover to her bedroom window and puts one foot up on the window sill, opening herself up for the world to see.  Standing there in a sheer night shirt, her new lover finds her opening and starts to stroke her slowly.  Wobbly from lust she turns to find a camera sitting on a tripod with no wires visible.  Her need now is too great and she performs for the camera, while sitting in a chair.  Her orgasms have been too numerous to count and it has gotten late, so she climbs into bed, thinking about why she seems addicted to these men. 

 Morning comes too soon and it all starts over again.  She wakes Bobby first and gets him up and moving getting himself ready for school.  When she opens Ivan’s door she can see him sleeping on his back with his dick hard and in his hand.  She touches his chest and shakes him gently.  He slowly opens his eyes and says, "Damn!  I was just thinking about you."  Rhonda looks to his hard dick and says, "Yea, I can tell." 

 She finds Bobby in his room digging for clothes and walks up behind him touching his bare back.  He turns and takes in her beauty through her sheer nighty and his dick starts to harden.  Smiling at Bobby she ask, "Would you like me to service that nice big dick mister?"  Bobby smiles as Rhonda drops to her knees and looks up at his hardening dick reaching up with her face to lick it.  She works greedily on his dick and within minutes he is cumming in her mouth. 

 Wearing only her sheer nighty she goes to the kitchen and fixes breakfast.  Bobby is first down and whistles at her as she stands by the bar.  Ivan comes down next and asks for his hug early grabbing her ass.  She embraces him and accepts his hands on her bottom.  Bobby takes his hug and kiss then heads for the door early leaving her almost naked with Ivan.  Ivan checks her out as she watches him eat more food than she thought possible.  He slows as he is almost finished and stands looking at Rhonda.  Rhonda waits as he walks up to her hugging her again and saying, "I left you another present in my room.  I hope you enjoy it."  Rhonda feels completely lost in the hug of this huge man and lets his hands roam freely over her backside.  He lifts her up and sits her on the counter in one swift motion surprising her.  Her hands rest on his chest as his hands now roam across her chest then he roughly lifts both tits by pulling her nipples.  This act alone makes her eyes close in pleasure.  He releases the grip on her nipples and she looks up to his see the look of satisfaction on his face knowing that he can do anything that pleases him. 

 He tells her that he must go but that she should go open the gift he has left for her.  Rhonda follows him to the door like a puppy dog and walks out onto the porch to watch him leave.  Back inside she goes to his room and steps inside.  The lights are already on and she sees 2 cameras on tripods aimed at the bed.  On the bed a letter instructs her to lay on her back with her head hanging off the bed towards the cameras and to drink his cum from the condoms on his nightstand.  She looks to the nightstand and sees the condoms, taking 1 in each hand.  She sits on the bed and plays with the fluids in the condoms smelling it several times.  Doing as instructed Rhonda lets the fluids from each condom drip into her mouth.  Her tongue stuck in the condom licks at the remaining juice while she fingers herself to several orgasms. 

 She catches her breath and turns the condoms inside out to suck out the remaining cum.  The monitor is on and the website is up and logged in.  She knows right where to go and sees last nights movies and pictures posted.  They are posted and she watches them several times while checking her mail.  Several hundred e-mails have arrived since yesterday and she opens each of them marveling at how many men and women have seen her photos and want to show themselves to her.

 Staggering towards the door Rhonda is on fire as she cleans up to go to the Gym.  Horney, Rhonda picks her Gym clothes choosing short baggy shorts and a tank-top.  Reaching between her legs she can easily touch her pussy by sliding her fingers up her leg.  "Today somebody at the Gym may get lucky." she says aloud while checking herself in the mirror.  Today she decides to walk to the Gym and takes off down the street for the 3-mile walk.  Several cars honked at her on the way and 2-different guys talked to her in their driveways.

 At the Gym, the guys all expect her and almost just wait for her to arrive before starting their workout.  By the time she was done she was sure that everyone had seen her pussy at least once.  Traffic almost stops as she walks home and her neighbor next door walks out to say, "Hi."  She is thinking as they talk that he must be about 70 years old but he still seems pretty spry for his age.  They engage in polite conversation for several minutes before she realizes that he might be coming on to her. 

 Rhonda thinks about the old man next door and looks out her side bedroom window to see that he has a view from his deck on the back of his house.  She had not even considered the old man watching her.  The bath water now running, she glances out the window to see the old man with a pair of binoculars staring at her window.  Slowly she removes her clothes for this old mans pleasure and then squeezes her breast firmly. 

 She bathes and readies herself for this new day as always but decides to stay naked except for her red high heels.  Her pussy burns with desire as she checks herself in the mirror and then lets the old man next door check her as well.

 Rhonda handles the house work expertly and cleans everything in sight while waiting for Ivan to come home for lunch.  The front door closes hard and Rhonda knows that it must be Ivan as she enters the living room.  Walking right up to Ivan she looks up to him and says, "I have your lunch ready in the kitchen."  Reaching around her he scoops her up with his right arm lifting her completely and making her sit on his arm.  Her legs instinctively straddle this huge black man and he kisses her hard on the lips while his tongue fills her mouth.  His free hand grabs her breast as he carries her to the kitchen.  He sits her on the bar next to his food and begins eating.  Rhonda watches him as he eats and jumps down to get him a glass of milk.  Ivan’s eyes stay on her as she bends for his viewing pleasure getting the milk from the refrigerator. 

 With lunch finished she takes his dishes and begins cleaning them in the sink.  She suddenly feels his hands touching her from the rear and freezes at his touch.  One hand slides down over her ass and works up between her legs roughly finding her wetness.  She leans forward arching her butt up for his easy access and his fingers enter her suddenly.  Her eyes closed and her head down she hears him whisper, "I like that smooth cunt of yours.  You are my slut now and will do anything I tell you."  She only grunts her approval.  He tells her to go to the living room and lean over the arm of the couch where he is going to fuck her hard.

 She leans over the arm of the couch completely lost in the throws of passion waiting for her man to use her pussy for his pleasure.  A few seconds pass before she feels those huge fingers entering her again making her think of the fact that his fingers are as big as some dicks.  "You sure are one hot slut.  If you are going to service me, you need to have these holes ready at all times."  With that he pushed one of his wet fingers partly into her ass causing her to scream.  She did not move her ass but raised her head up while screaming.  Ivan smiles as he removes his finger from her ass and brings his now hard dick up to the lips of her pussy.  Her legs spread wide, Rhonda feels the head of his dick and tries to open herself up for him.  Rhonda pictures his dick and how it is going to feel inside her.  It starts sliding in slowly and he growls, "Your cunt is tight now but I'm going to loosen it up a little bit for you."  Rhonda cries out as he stretches her open so he pulls out and pushes it back in again.  He keeps this up going deeper each time until she cries out.  Ivan pulls his dick from this extremely tight white pussy and pulls her up by her hair hugging her from the back.  Rhonda, still lost in her own lust can feel his cock pressing against her back while he squeezes her boobs roughly.  Ivan tightens the grip on her hair and whispers in her ear, "To be my whore and my slut you will learn to take all of my cock.  Now get down here and suck my cock.  Hurry up slut.  I am almost out of time." 

 Rhonda sits on the coffee table and sees this big black dick pointing at her face.  Ivan watches as she licks the head and sides and begins trying to work her month over the head saying sternly, “Remember how big it is bitch.  I'll expect you to be ready next time."  With that he pulls it from her mouth and lays it against her face and says, "It is as long as from your chin to the top of your head and is as big around as your mouth will open."  Now he grabs hold of his own dick and begins stroking it at her face.  The large purple head moves just inches from her face as he slows telling her, "Get that pretty little white face ready.  I don't want you waste any of my cum."  Her tongue licks at his head while she kisses the end of his dick.  She feels his balls with both hands and finds them to be also huge and gently caresses them with her hands.  Ivan groans loudly and yells, "Eat my cum, slut.  Uh, Uh, swallow my load bitch."  A thick white stream shoots upwards across her right eye and into her hair trailing to her mouth.  Another shoots to the same place and a third lands squarely in her mouth as she gets her open mouth directly on his dick.  Ivan continues to stroke himself squirting more into her mouth and onto her face.  Thinking he is about done Rhonda pulls her mouth back to swallow and he continues to squirt onto her face.  Rhonda brings her hands to her face and catches the cum beginning to drip.  Her tongue now under the head of his dick catches the remaining cum as it continues to ooze from the tip. 

 "I have to go.  You sure have got a lot work ahead of you if you want to be my slut."  Ivan tells her as he wipes the cum from his dick with a handful of her long brown hair.  Sitting there covered in his cum he tells her that she had better have some practice toys by the time he gets home today.  Ivan pulls up his pants admiring his handy work and leaves for school. 

 Rhonda stumbles up the stairs and into her room, sitting down in front of the camera she tells the camera what has just happened, letting it record the results.  Looking into the mirror she can see that her face is covered and she wipes the larger gobs from her face with her fingers and eats them watching herself all the while.

 After a long shower she dresses in a stripper type stretch mini skirt that doesn't quite cover her ass and a semi shear blouse making sure to stand by the window for the old mans inspection.  He is standing out front as she drives away and they wave at each other.  On this strange quest Rhonda selects a real dive of a dirty book store in the bad part of town.

 Business seemed slow as only about 5 dirty looking older men watched her closely as she looked at the toys.  The owner seeing her looking came out from his cage to ask her if she needed help.  "To be truthful my boyfriend sent me to buy some training aids to help loosen me up for him.  He has a really large dick and I want to be able to take him in all the way."  Rhonda says bluntly while staring in to his eyes.  The man was an older black man 60 or so that was fat
and could really use a bath.  He was nice and polite to Rhonda and that made her a little more comfortable.  He asks her, "How long is it?"  She relies, "From my chin to the top of my head.” Then he asks her, "How big around is it?"  She looks flustered and says, "As large as my mouth can possibly open."  "Wow!  I would bet that you suck a pretty good size cock." He says giggling.  They both laugh and he asks, "What color?"  And she replies not thinking, "Oh, he's a big black man."  Realizing what she has done she blushes.  "Don't be embarrassed I'm a black man and I want to fuck you too." Him saying this causes her to blush harder and then he ask, "Will he be fucking you in the ass and pussy?"  This causes her to become quiet and she answers softly, "Yes, he will."  He becomes bolder and asks, "He will what?"  "He will be fucking me in the ass and pussy." Was her reply.  The other old men in the place are drawn to her and they all watch as she shops with this old man. 

 "Spread your legs apart."  Without thinking of why, she moves her legs a few feet apart.  Then he says, "Lean forward bending at the waist."  She does so without hesitation.  "OK, you can stand up now."  He orders.  She knows that she has just shown all of the dirty old men her private parts but doesn't mind.  The old man retrieves an anal training kit and several dildos and carries them to the counter for her, picking out several lubricants on the way.  "Will you be sucking on this large black cock also?" She answers him with a shake of her head and he asks again, "Tell me what you will be doing” Rhonda looks down and says, "I will be sucking his big black cock also."  "Good. Good.  That’s what I like to see in a good white slut."  He says chuckling.  She pays for her toys and races for home anticipating countless orgasms while in training.  

 At home she is greeted in her driveway by the old man next door and he seems to be just lonely.  She talks with him while trying to carry 2-bags of toys into the house.  Stopping to be nice she can see him trying to see her ass and she pauses flirting with the old man.  Her bag falls open on the ground as the contents shift and a black cock becomes visible.  The old man spots it and becomes flustered forgetting what he was saying.  Rhonda feels sorry for him and squats down letting her skirt ride up with her legs apart directly at him revealing her pussy to him.  The old man goes quiet as Rhonda picks up her sacks and smiles at him walking to her front door.  Her skirt has ridden up and displays her whole ass for this old mans pleasure and she does not pull it down.

 Rhonda leaves the front door open as she heads directly to her room and begins opening and washing her new toys.  She has 4-diferent size black dildos and a whole set of butt plugs and toys.  Standing in front of the mirror she puts one foot on a chair.  Opening a tube of super lube she inserts a small butt plug easily so she tries the next larger one finding it a much tighter fit.  The smallest dildo is about the size of the one she already owns and she runs it across her pussy lips and inserts it until she feels it push against her deeply.  With her fingers she marks the dildo at its deepest and pulls it from herself slowly keeping her depth mark.  Somewhat stunned by her own depth, she can see that she is mostly able to take his full length.

 The next size dildo finds the mark and pushes slowly into her with a slow stroking motion.  Shaky from this activity, Rhonda takes her lovers to her bed and tries the next size dildo.  This one is too large to force into herself and she can only insert it a few inches.  The plug in her ass presses against this new dildo and she feels completely full.  Deciding on how to fuck this dildo she rises up and sits down on it slowly pushing it farther and farther into her waiting pussy.  Carefully an orgasm rocks her body and she begins to slowly fuck this large member into herself.  An hour or more goes by and she still rocks on this large member, able now to comfortably take about 75% of its length.  She is to a point now where her orgasms are just about continuous as she holds the large dildo between her ankles, riding the lover from its tip down till she feels it press hard against her insides.

 Leaning forward till her head rest on the bed, Rhonda is exhausted and falls fast asleep.  She awakens to the sounds of the boys from downstairs and slowly sits up and rises off the dildo she is still impaled on.  The butt plug still in, she walks nude to the top of the stairs to see Bobby and several friends looking up at her.  She knows what she has done and smiles and says, “Excuse me.”  Walking back down the hall she removes the plug and changes into shorts and a tight top, fixing her makeup before heading back downstairs.  The guys are all from the team and check her body out thoroughly.  Bobby hugs her in front of the guys and then introduces them one at a time.  Each man wants to shake her hand and she allows them to, politely. 

 Rhonda fixes the boys a snack while they talk in the living room.  She then brings the snacks in and serves the boys as they continue talking about the big game.  They appear to be planning a party after the game and Rhonda, not wanting to bother them, turns to leave.  “Wait, don’t go yet.”  She hears from one of the boys. With that, she turns and walks back slowly, listening to the boys.  Bobby looks to her and says, “Would you like to come to our Victory party after the game?”  “Well you know I wouldn’t miss it.”  She said flirtingly while taking Bobby’s arm.  One of the boys then spoke up saying, “Will you wear that little skirt again.  You were smoking hot in that.”  The other boys all howled their approval as Rhonda replied, “Consider it a date boys. There is just one catch though. I will dress extra sexy if you win and just wear jeans if you don’t.”

 The boys all agree and start to treat her as someone they have known for a long time.  At one point while the boys were talking strategy for the game she was sitting on different men’s laps.  Rhonda heads to the kitchen for more snacks and is surprised by Bobby who puts his arms around her from the rear.  She accepts his touch and turns for him.  Excited, he runs his hands up under her top and squeezes her breast and then begins pinching her nipples.  Her head falls back and she lustfully accepts his touch.  Several minutes go by when she opens her eyes to see all of the boys now in the kitchen watching.  Bobby slowly lifts her top revealing her nice large breast and sucks one into his mouth while squeezing the other.  Rhonda leans into the counter hard not wanting to fall and Bobby brings his lips to hers kissing her hard.

 The audience hoots and hollers at this point and Bobby backs away leaving her top up for all to see.  Rhonda makes no effort to cover herself and Bobby pushes his friends back towards the living room.  Bobby moves in kissing her and says, “Bring the snacks in for us.”  She collects her self enough to carry the tray and walks into the living room with her top still up.  Serving the snacks the boys all make gestures and comments, with someone saying, “Damn, that bitch is hot!”  Rhonda is soaking up all of their compliments when suddenly somebody says, “Its time to go.” 

 The boys all leave while Rhonda holds onto Bobby’s arm and nicely says, “Good-bye.”  Alone with Bobby now, she kisses him passionately and asks, “Did your friends like me?”  Bobby laughs and says, “They fuckin love you!”  Rhonda is now burning with desire and leads Bobby to the couch, removing her shorts.  Juices run down her leg, she is so hot, as she opens Bobby’s pants.  Bobby stares at this beautiful woman preparing him for sex.  “Please fuck me Bobby.” Rhonda says as she lies back onto the couch, pulling both knees back, exposing her pussy to him.  He finishes undressing and lowers himself into her in one swift motion.  Her mind drifts off and she is now in heaven.  Lightly babbling Rhonda asks, “Have you been telling your friends about me?”  “Hell yes.  I have even shown them your pictures.”  Bobby says while still pounding her harder and harder.  Rhonda is now completely unaware of anything at this point and Bobby can do anything he wants as long as he gives her that nice black dick.

 
        The Story man

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

The companies greatest asset

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 and dreams.  

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The company’s greatest asset

Chapter 1 of 4                                  5/16/06

 

Life had been good to John and Cassandra as their business had grown over the years.  John at 52 was always confident and business minded while his wife Cassie always did what needed done but did not seem to pay too much attention to the business.  Cassie at 34 had somewhat of a secret fantasy life and would spend the mornings after John left, dreaming and pleasuring herself before readying herself for the day.

Cassie had always been sexually submissive and loved how John would take her at his pleasure.  Problem was that John just did not take her as often as she would like.  This left the tall brunette beauty longing for her next orgasm too often.  As a beautiful, well built white woman she would find herself sometimes walking places just to see if any of the men would notice her.  Sometimes this might entail dressing in sexy clothing, but she was always careful not to let anything go to far.

As a woman she was blessed with the perfect figure, larger breast and a sex drive that wouldn’t quit.  Life with money had helped to keep her busy and her mind off sex but it did not keep her warm on those early mornings. 

Sunday morning Cassie wakes early and begins trying to wake John in an excited state.  John awakens to find his wife’s warm mouth slowly massaging his hard cock.  Lying there quietly he lets her continue until he unloads.  When he is finished she slowly pulls her head up to his and lovingly lies next to him snuggling.

He thanks her for the blow job and tells her something she will never forget.  “The company is in real trouble, financially.  I just don’t see how it can survive.”  Cassie looks stunned as she ask, “What do you mean and how?”  John looks concerned and replies, “Our material cost is too high, sales volumes are too low and labor cost too high.  Even if sales were up we could not afford the increased labor expense.”  Cassie lays her head back down and ask quietly, “What can we do?”  “It will take a miracle at this point baby.” Was his only reply.

The more that this news sunk in, the more Cassie began to resent the fact that this did not happen over night, but yet she is just hearing this news.  After they had gotten dressed Cassie made John drive her down to work and explain in more detail just why they could not make the company profitable.

The mood was quiet on the drive and John seemed defensive when explaining things from this point on.  Cassie decided at this point that she would find the answer to these problems and save the company and her comfortable lifestyle.

Cassie spends the day compiling lists of all vendors and suppliers of components to them.  With the vendor list finished she then compiled a list of distributors of their product.  The employees she was somewhat acquainted with but she pulled their information as well.  All this in hand, she rode home with a renewed sense of confidence.

 Trying not to ask John questions she revised her list to show only items that comprised a large portion of the product expense and the vendors who could supply this.  It pretty much boiled down to one part and one vendor.  The distributors she compiled as a list of potential sales and the employees, she figured, really didn’t matter if sales did not increase.

She confronts John about the fancy metal bracket that is only available from the one vendor.  John tells her that when he first started in business that this vendor was the only company willing to completely dissolve the tooling cost into the price of the parts produced.  Now, years later, the tooling has long since paid for itself and the tooling itself has became even more expensive to reproduce.  Looking to John she asks, “Have you went to the company to ask if he will lower the price?”  Looking flustered he replies, “No, I don’t see any reason why he would want to, even if I ask.”

Cassie completely changes subjects now and ask, “How often do you visit the distributors?”  John now walks away mad as he says, “I play golf once a week with Phil you know that and several of the other distributors stop in from time to time.”  Turning away she knows that its Johns fault that all this has happened.

Monday morning Cassie is in the office bright and early to the surprise of everyone.  Dressed in a very sexy red dress that wrapped around her shape nicely, showing off just a little cleavage she more less moved into one of the empty offices and setup shop.

By 9 AM everyone was going about their duties as she called the metal shop to speak with the owner.  It seemed apparent to her when he answered the phone that it must be a small shop.  Cassie turned on the charm and asks if it would be ok if she came by to see their shop and meet him in person.  His name was Leon and he seemed a little bewildered by the request but said ok anyway.  Then in a surprising statement she told him that she would be by shortly.  Taken back by this he agreed and told the guys to clean up the place, quickly.

It’s about an hour before her little red Corvette convertible parks in front of his shop.  Mouths hit the floor as this beauty steps from the car and carefully makes her way through the gravel drive in her spiked heels.  Her long legs against the red dress make her look 7 foot tall as she reaches the door.  The guys gather at the dock door and watch, making her feel more confident in her dress selection.

Leon meets her at the door and shakes her hand anxiously.  Leon is fairly big, about 60 years old and very black.  As she looks to the other employees she notices immediately that they are all black.  Smiling brightly Cassie gets the grand tour of the place and the guys make sure to show her how her parts are made.  Cassie accepts the attention and tries to be as confident as possible when responding.  Several times Cassie catches the guys checking her out but makes sure not to do anything that would make them stop.

After the tour Leon takes her to his office and offers her a chair after brushing it off.  Cassie sits and crosses her legs making sure to show plenty of leg and says in a playful manner, “You really know how to show a person around.  I haven’t had such a nice tour before.”  Leon laughs in his low raspy voice and replies, “You should know now that we don’t see too many pretty women here for tours and don’t try and tell me you were just in the neighborhood.” 

They both laugh and Cassie goes out of her way to swing her hair around as she laughs and then she says, “I guess I must be a little too transparent.   The reason for my visit, other than to get to meet you, is the cost and availability on the brackets.  We are hurting a little and need to see about getting our cost down anyway we can.”

Leon chuckles at her plea and says, “When I first agreed to make the tooling at my cost I told John it would be in his long term interest to pay for it up front.  I even offered to sell it at cost.  When he wouldn’t even consider it, I told him that he will pay for that tooling in every part he ever orders.  He told me he didn’t care.”  Pausing he continues, “I guess now he cares.”  Cassie wants to cry but holds it back asking quietly, “I’m not John and can’t answer for his bad judgment before.  Forget John, you were completely right but isn’t there anything I can do that will make you consider helping me out.”

Cassie sits there looking like he has just kicked her hard and he begins to soften his stance, feeling sorry for her.  She notices him glancing at her legs but does not move to cover them when he suggest, “I will do this for you, because frankly you are a gorgeous woman who needs a hand.  In return though I expect you to drop in frequently and excite us like you did today.”

Crying lightly she smiles and replies, “Thank you!  You are such a kind man.  I promise to stop in and visit often.”  Leon smiles at her reply and adds, “You will dress sexy like this, right?”  Cassie now feeling somewhat excited replies, “I have lots of sexy clothes and will enjoy dressing anyway you like.”

Now emboldened, Leon sits back in is chair and puts his hands behind his head.  In what he knows is a bold move Leon tells her, “I really like you, but keep in mind the nicer you are the nicer I am.”  Cassie does not even fully digest what was just implied before she stands and leans forward with her hand outstretched to shake his.  Leon’s eyes immediately drop to her cleavage which at this angle pulls her dress top open.

Cassie knows that he is seeing what he wants and waits for him to put his hand out to shake hers.  The moment does not seem awkward as he stares down her dress and when he glances up he meets her smiling face and says, “It looks as though I have made one hell of a deal.”

Walking towards the door, she looks back to see him standing and staring at her ass.  Accidentally, she glances to the huge tent in his pants and says, “I’m glad you liked the dress.”

This episode really excites Cassie on several levels and she now knows that saving this company might be possible.  Calling distributors on her list she has no luck even getting anybody important on the phone until way down the list.  Bobby takes her call just when she starts to lose confidence in her ability.  His company is second from the bottom on her list and she waste no time being a little flirtatious and setting up a sales appointment.  To her surprise he is willing to meet tomorrow and is only about 100 miles away. 

On pins and needles all night and morning, Cassie readies herself by dressing in a short dress with loose plunging neckline.  She thinks to herself that this worked once before and that she will try it again.  Staring at herself in the mirror as though she had never really seen herself before, she checks herself from all angles.  Leaning forward, she notices that this dress will show her boobs completely and moon anybody behind her.  This causes her to giggle as she slips into her heels.

Nervously she waits for Bobby in the conference room with her products spread out on the table and lays a catalog out for viewing of other items, ideas and options.  When Bobby enters the room she smiles brightly, introducing herself and pointing to her products.  He sits in what looks to be the center of her products as she walks around talking about the product line.  When she has reached a point where she expects questions she sits across from him.  Bobby is not dumb by any standard and hits her with several intelligent questions before letting her respond.  Answering his questions without hesitation seems to put them on better footing with each other and soon she is reaching across the table pointing at things as they talk.

It is not long before she catches his eyes down her dress and she just leans all the more.  Bobby is obviously taken by her charms and she moves to sit next to him while discussing things in the catalog.  It is then that she notices that he is huge compared to her.  Trying not to stare unpleasantly she figures that this huge black man must be close to 7 foot and 400 pounds.  Cassie stays close to his side and seems to be all business while occasionally brushing against him.

All is going well when Bobby asks her if she would like to have lunch with him.  She happily complies, grabbing her jacket and walking towards the door.  His huge hand reaches over her to hold the door making her feel smaller in size.  As they walk to the elevator he stays behind her and she walks just as sexy as possible.

They ride in his Jag to a nice bar and grill only a few blocks away and he takes her to a booth along the wall.  It is not long before she notices that everyone seems to know Bobby and says, “Hi” as they walk by.  Eyes seem to roam as they shake Bobby’s hand and ultimately check her out.  Conversation is business until the second Martini when it turns a little more open and friendly.

Cassie tries to move in ways that she knows may allow Bobby a better view but as the Martini’s take effect it becomes a little frustrating.  Bobbie enjoys the show and is not subtle in his glances anymore.  When she finishes her second drink Bobbie already has a third waiting and is at least one ahead of her.  Standing perfectly, she excuses herself to use the restroom and sees all eyes follow her as she crosses the room.

When she is walking back to the table she watches Bobby’s eyes as they look right through her dress and devour her naked body.  She is excited.  In every sense, she feels, desirable.  Walking right up to Bobby she sits down beside him as he quickly slides over.  He hands her the Martini and she says in a playful voice, “I hope you’re not trying to get me drunk.”  They both laugh and he tells her, “I don’t have lunch with too many women who look as fine as you.”

This makes Cassie pause before saying, “You seem like such a nice man and you smell just great.” They chuckle and she continues, “I think I can say from the way you look at me that you like women.”  This causes him to laugh and leans slightly closer before saying, “I like my women to be a little on the slutty side.”  Cassie pretends that she does not know what on earth he means and ask him to explain.

He puts his hand on her bare leg and says in a low voice, “I like to be with a woman who likes to be seen.  It’s a turn on to wonder if she has underwear on, to know that she would do anything to please a man and herself.”

They pause for a drink and she makes no move to get away.  His hand slides up her thigh slightly and she whispers, while not looking at him, “I have on a small white thong and you know I have no bra.”  She feels his fingers touch her panties and she does not move.  When his hand slides back down her thigh she says, “We better go before you take advantage of me.”  She smiles up at him letting him know that she is not mad and stands up next to the booth.

Bobby slides to the edge but does not stand and says, “I have pitched quite a tent in my pants.  We may want to wait a couple of minutes before we walk out.  I don’t want them thinking that I am stealing something.”  Cassie smiles at him and hands him her jacket saying, “Carry this and it will help hide your enthusiasm.”  They both laugh as he stands and hides a nice bulge in his slacks.

It is a quiet walk to the valet and they do not speak until he pulls away from the curb when he says jokingly, “That’s the first time I ever asked a woman for help with a bulge in my pants and had her hand me a jacket.  You are resourceful.”  They both laugh until her open hand touches his bulge.  Rubbing slowly she looks to him and says sexily, “I planned to help you in another way also if you don’t mind a white woman sucking on your cock.”

Bobby swerves and almost wrecks before pulling into the garage.  When he gets to his parking spot he reaches down and slides the seat back before reclining.  Moving the steering wheel up he has to lift his belly to open his pants.  Within seconds his cock is out for Cassie to see first hand.  Gently she takes it in her hand stroking it and does not take her eyes from it while saying, “Are you sure you don’t mind a white woman sucking on your cock?”

Bobbie holds his stomach up while laughing and says, “Bring your pretty little mouth down here.  I have never had a white woman before but then again I have never had a woman turn me on like this before.” 

Releasing her seatbelt she easily slides over to his lap and takes his cock in her mouth without using her hands.  The steering wheel bumps her ear as his belly rubs her cheek.  All this makes her feel dirty and cheap while exciting her all the more.

It is only minutes before she feels his large hand on the back of her head and he takes a hand full of hair.  He slows her pace and she lets him use her mouth at his own pace.  Being careful with her teeth she knows he will cum any second when she hears him moan, “Your about to eat my cum baby.”

He pushes her face all the way down and holds it as she feels his fluid squirt into her mouth.  She is pulled up and pushed down again hard while he squirts again.  This goes on several times while he moans, “Eat my cum, you white slut.”

She continues to suckle even after he has let go of her hair and only releases his cock when it is softening.  Sitting up Cassie fixes her makeup and brushes her hair while Bobby tells her, “You are quite the cock sucker!  Where did you learn to suck a black cock like that?”

Flattered, Cassie smiles and replies, “Yours is the first black cock I have ever seen and I have always loved the taste of cum.”  She puts her hand on his chest and continues, “Thank you for letting me give you a blow job.  I hope it makes you feel better for the rest of the day.  It just wouldn’t be right to send you back to work all excited like that.”

Bobby is still lying back in his seat thinking about how his life took such a crazy turn for the better.

  On the long drive home Cassie is remembering what she had done by the taste in her mouth when her cell phone rings and it’s Bobby.  He tells her that he has set up a meeting later with his sales staff and a few customers to discuss the sales of her products.  He goes on to say that he would like her to plan to be there just in case anything hard was to pop up.  She thanks him again and vows to be at the meeting.

Once at home, she changes clothes and is comfortable on the couch when John arrives home.  She proceeds to tell him that the metal guy has agreed to reduce his price and that the distributor has planned to sell more product.  John is dumbstruck and asks, “How?”  Cassie walks to him, wraps her arms around him sexily and says, “You don’t think I can be persuasive?”

John stammers his reply, “You seduced them?”  Cassie laughs and says, “Well, kind of but more than that I visited with them and tried to make friends.  She can feel the bulge in John’s pants and continues, “Leon, the metal guy wants me to come visit wearing my sexy clothes.” John looks on stupid while she continues, “Yesterday I went to see him in a sexy red dress and he really liked it.  I went today and met with Bobby in Brownsville.  I was wearing an even shorter sexier dress.”  John’s cock is pounding against his pants now while she drops to her knees to unfasten his belt. 

Stroking his cock she continues, “Bobby loved the dress and my company.  I let him see down my top and put his hand on my thigh at lunch.”  She lightly sucks the head of his dick and continues, “On the way home I decided to suck his cock and he came in my mouth.”  Cum flies from his dick and shoots over her head, leaving a white trail through her dark hair and down her face.  The next stream hits her in the face and this continues until it is a trickle.

Cassie smiles and cleans his cock before standing and kissing him.  When she turns to go upstairs she looks back and says, “You caused this problem now let me do my part and fix this company.  From your response to my story I would say you may even enjoy it.”

John is still standing in the middle of the living room with his pants down, silent as he watches her climb the stairs.  Later that evening John already has his third erection and is pounding Cassie hard when he stops and asks, “Aren’t they both black?”  Cassie opens her eyes only slightly and replies, “Oh yes, very black.”  A couple of thrust later he asks again, “How far are you going to take this?”  This time she doesn’t even open her eyes but instead pulls her ankles further apart and back towards her head and replies, “I am ready to do whatever it takes.”

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Prison Break

A.G.Thomas on Ethnic Stories

Prison Break
by
A. G. Thomas

As I opened the door and stepped into the house my head exploded and darkness engulfed me. Later, I don't know how much later, the blackness slowly, ever so slowly, became a hazy gray and as if from far away I heard muted voices. The throbbing in my skull made it extremely hard for me to concentrate on what was being said but I tried. With great difficulty I managed to somehow tone down the pounding in my head and the ringing in my ears.

At first the words made no sense but slowly what at first had sounded as if a hundred voices were all talking at once they gradually solidified into perhaps three maybe four individuals. As their words began to make sense and despite the fear clutching at my heart as concerned my own sa
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fety my thoughts flew to my wife. Where was she? Had these persons done to her the same that they had done to me? God I hoped not.

Suddenly powerful fingers gripped my chin forcing my aching head up and back. As my head rose and I starred through blurry eyes at the face before me then and only then did I realize that I had been tied to a chair. As I looked stupidly at and tried to bring into focus the dark face before me he contemptuously spit welcome back mother fucker a millisecond before his fingers released me. The push to my head was so hard that I tittered for a second then as if in slow motion I fell over backwards.

As the back of my head hit the hard wood floor and darkness again closed in about me a gravely voice snickered how dah honky mother fucker gonna see his woman pleasuring us you go knocking his ass out all dah time. When next I awoke I thought I had gone blind, but then through the murky inkiness I began to make out my surroundings. A strangled giggle that was a mixture of relief and pain echoed hollowly through the dinning room.

Quiet, I had to be quiet I silently admonished. I couldn't risk discovery and the chance that I would again be knocked senseless. Neither my skull or brain could take another walloping like they had without serious and possibly permanent damage being inflicted. I had to assume that whoever the men were that had been in Regina's and my home earlier were still here until I could prove otherwise.

An involuntary gasp ripped from my throat as I turned my head. The gasp had not been because of the pain even though a lightening bold had exploded in my skull when I moved. No, it had been one more of discovery then pain. Discovery that across the table from me with arms crossed and his head resting upon them sat one of the men.

If one of them was still here then in all probability the others were too. How many others? Two, three, yes definitely two others because that was how many voices I thought I'd heard before darkness had closed about me the second time. More importantly then their number though was who the hell were they and what the hell did they want. No sooner had I asked myself those questions then the memory of a snickering voice from heaven only knows how many hours earlier came to me.

Oh my god Regina. The son of a bitches hadn't knocked her senseless and tied her to a chair like they had me they had .... they had .... Oh God no please nooooo. I had to get free, I had to. But how? Calm John. Stay calm and access the situation. Your tied to a chair stupid. Ok no problem. All I have to do is somehow quietly make it from the dining room into the kitchen and then once there all I had to do was locate one of my wife's many carving knifes and cut myself free. Just two nearly impossible though not improbable task. No, better make that four nearly insurmountable task because if by some miracle I could cut myself free I still had to locate Gin and then after that make it out of the house without the assholes being any the wiser.

OK. Slow real slow. Lean forward, thats it, thats it. Now make like a duck and before you know it you'll be in the kitchen. In the long agonizing moments that followed I moved a foot, then another and then two more. I wish I knew what time it was so I'd know how long I had to complete the almost impossible task I had set myself I silently muttered. Suddenly and as if in answer to my quandary just as I was framed in the doorway that looked out into the living room the antique Grandfather clock chimed twice. Out of the corner of my eye I caught movement and like a deer caught in the spotlight of a poacher I froze.

After several long agonizing minutes and with my already aching joints cramping even more because of my duck like position I ever so slowly eased the chair to the floor. As I sat there frozen my mind did a little math problem. 5:30 to 2:00. Thats what God damn it nine, ten hours? No you stupid shit it's only eight and a half hours I admonished. Only.... only eight and a half hours my mind giggled almost nonsensically. Shit the world could have ended in that length time and I wouldn't have been none the wiser what with being unconscious the whole time.

When after several ragged breaths no alarm was raised I slowly ever so slowly turned my head and stared into the deep shadows of the living room. At first I couldn't see anything then in the darkness I made out four, no five darker blobs amongst the outlines of furniture. God damn it there were five, no six of the sons of bitches, not the three possibly four that I had earlier suspected. Oh well at least they were all asleep and if I was quiet they'd never know what I was doing. As I waddled forward a foot the thought struck me that perhaps my earlier fear that at least one of them had taken liberties with my wife had been purely speculative. Assumptive.

Who in their right mind though could blame me for jumping to such a conclusion. After all these men who held us prisoner and whose motives I wasn't aware of were nothing like the two highly educated negro's that I had working at my bank. I didn't have to be a rocket scientist though to know that the men that had knocked me senseless and who had tied me to this chair were evidently hardened criminals. So it was completely understandable why having just recovered conscious and having recalled the gloating remark as well as my beautiful young wife's conspicuous absence I had thought as I had.

Suddenly a thought struck me and as it did relief washed over me. These hardened miscreants had no intention of willfully harming either myself or my wife they were simply holding us incommunicado because they intended to rob the bank first thing in the morning. Granted they had knocked me out when I had walked through my front door. If one thought logically about it though the action could be construed as a means to prevent me from raising an alarm.

As for the second time, well that could have been a fluke. An unforeseen accident when I had been contemptuously shoved. As for my wife not being by my side when I awoke, well that could be their way of making sure that I did nothing to jeopardize their plans.

Well no matter what their plans for us, come dawn, or hopefully a lot sooner, my wife and I would be gone and they'd have the house to themselves. Just as I again leaned forward and like a duck took a waddling precarious step toward the kitchen I heard noises coming from our bedroom. Well at least I knew where my wife was even though from the sounds she was making she was having one hell of a nightmare.

Hell who can blame her what with five, six God damn it six strange men in our home and her husband knocked senseless. But why the fuck hadn't she checked on me. Whoa mother fucker. How would you know if she had or hadn't checked on you what with being dead to the world for over eight hours. Your pissing and moaning about a lousy eight plus hours when you should be asking yourself how long has your wife been alone with the assholes.

Hell, for all you know the sons of bitches could have broken in minutes after you had left for work yesterday morning. Highly unlikely but still not a thought to dismiss lightly. If such were the case, though I seriously doubted it, that would mean that my lousy eight plus hours was only a drop in the bucket compared to the possible seventeen plus hours she's had to endure the mother fuckers. So yea she was entitled to a nightmare, and who knows maybe she'll awake from it and with everybody dead to the world she'll rescue me.

That'd be something, my petite little Regina rescuing her big strong protector. Well who gives a fuck who rescues who as long as the both of us are out of the house and away from these bastards who tried to do brain surgery on me with a blunt instrument. No wonder I kept forgetting to count the fellow that was across from me at the dinning room table. Six, I have to remember there are six of them, the cops will need to know that when they round up these miscreants.

As I waited for my wife to appear I hardly dare breathe for fear I might not hear her soft footsteps or faint inquiry as to my well being. But when at the count of five hundred the sounds coming from the bedroom hadn't ceased and she naturally didn't suddenly appear I readied to again move. Once more leaning forward and making like a duck I slowly waddled a few more feet toward the kitchen. Just as I was at the entrance to the kitchen the man that was at the table, supposedly to guard me I presumed, lifted his head and twisted it about as if assuring himself that I was were I was supposed to be.

Damn, damn, damn. Ten fucking feet from freedom and caught. But then with a big yawn the asshole once more folded his arms and lowered his head to the table. Throwing caution to the wind and giving little thought about the noise I might be making I waddled into the kitchen. Twice I fell and only by absorbing the fall with my shoulder instead of my face was I able to keep going.

From my first fall, which hurt like a son of a bitch, until I gained the cabinets and pulled myself upright I inched across the floor on my knees. What seemed like an eternity later and after chipping a tooth on the drawer handle I was in possession of a knife. A good hour and a half later and with my hands, wrist and forearms looking as if I had fended of an attack from a knife welding manic I finally rose from the chair.

Free, free at last. Thank God Almighty I'm free at last my mind gibbered. My legs felt as if they were made of rubber after my long hours in the chair so I had to lean heavily against the counter to keep from falling. As I rubbed circulation back into my legs the clock chimed 3:30. Move you dumb ass you don't have a whole hell of a lot of time left it'll be light soon. Pushing myself away from the counter I took a shaky step then three more, but then I stopped and turned back.

Bending down I picked up the knife I had carelessly discarded after having performed surgery. I might need it. After all maybe the reason she hadn't awaken from her nightmare and rescued me was because they had tied her to the bed. Better they tie her to the bed I reasoned then to put up with a hysterical woman for God only knows how long. As I took another step a thought lanced into my brain making me stagger. Perhaps when they had knocked me out she had tried to get to me or perhaps on seeing my plight she had tried to escape and the bastards had beaten her.

If such were the case, that more then even the scariest of nightmares would explain the oddly discordant and nasally grunts on top of the warbling drawn out moans I'd heard. Hefting the knife I silently vowed that if they'd harmed one hair on her head they would pay dearly, I made my way from the kitchen and into the dinning room. I didn't have any delusions that the knife would do me any good against the six of them but that wasn't why I carried it. Freedom, freedom for my wife just as it had been for me, that was the reason.

As for payback, well if it took every fucking penny of my considerable fortune plus what I could beg or borrow I would see to it that the men that had wronged us spent the rest of their life's in prison. Slowly, carefully I edged my way along the wall so as not to trip over something and alert our captures as to my intentions.

Just as I had edged around the door frame and entered the living room light spilled out of the hallway leading to our bedroom. My heart leaped with joy, my wife was coming to me. She wasn't tied to the bed as I had feared after all. But several heart beats later instead of my petite wife appearing an ungodly large dark blob followed closely by another of nearly equal proportion stepped from the hallway. Had her nightmare woke them and unable to drop back off to sleep they had decided to check on her? If they had then in all probability they would check on me too and when they discovered I wasn't where I was supposed to be all hell would break loose.

Holding my breath I watched the two dark blobs. Unconsciously the knife in my hand shifted as together with preparing to make a mad dash for the bedroom and my wife I steeled myself to strike at whichever of them tried to stop me. But instead of their turning toward the dining room to check on me as I had suspected they would do, they instead stepped deeper into the living room. Ok no sweat ol' bean, just take it easy and let them get settled back in. It doesn't get light till around 6:30 or so so you can afford to wait them out. In all probability by the time the clock strikes 4:00 they'd be sound asleep again.

Even if in the worse case scenario it took them till 4:30 to fall asleep it still gave me about an hour or so to free her and get us out of the house. Yea plenty of time to make our escape and after we were away I'd make a quick call to the cops as payment for the way they had treated us. I just prayed the sons of bitches would sleep like babies until the cops broke down the door. All their carefully laid plans would go the way of the Dodo bird after being startled awake and looking into the barrels of a hundred cops guns. Even as my questions and well thought out plans rolled through my brain the nagging concern of why had they left the bedroom light on nagged at me.

To my surprise and dismay instead of the two indistinguishable blobs falling into chairs and dropping back off to sleep they instead moved amongst our furniture. As I watched horrified five grumbling blobs rose wraith like from where they had been laying. Wait a minute, two coming from having checked on my wife rousing five others. How was that possible? I had spotted only five men when for long minutes I had stared into the darkness of my living room.

Oh God, oh God oh God there weren't five of them there were seven! No, I keep forgetting the one at the dinning room table. That means, what, what does it mean.... Shit shit shit.... think you dump ass. Eight.... that means there are eight of them God Damn it. I had missed counting two of them because.... because.... because....

Even as the obvious came to me the two men's muted chuckling voices confirmed my worse fears. The noises I had heard coming from our bedroom had not been because my wife was having a nightmare or as I had feared because of pain. Oh God please, please tell me that the warbling moans and discordant muted ramblings I'd heard were not because the two men had been venting their lust upon her petite girl like body. Please God please tell me that what the monster is snickering to the others is not the truth.

Like a puppet whose strings had been cut the knife dropped from my numbed fingers, and I slid down the wall to land in a heap like so much carelessly discarded mush. As I sat there fervently prying it wasn't so the giant's gravely voice burned the reality of what had transpired over the last seventeen hours into the mush jokingly called my brain. Like the searing of flesh by a branding iron the horrid reality of what my beautiful young wife had gone through both in the hours I had been at work and unconscious flickered kaleidoscope like over the inside walls of my skull.

"You nigga's be wanting any more pleasuring from dat honky slut you best be getting your lazy black asses moving. Best be waking dat worthless fucker Martin too, dat way I ain't gots to listen to no bitching later on from any of yous nigga's about not getting to slam fuck duh black cock loving slut one last time." A boisterous laugh filled the room silencing the other blobs mutterings and then once more the guttural voice pierced my soul. "What it going to be nigga's? Is you going to get yous black asses in dar and gives dat honky cum slut duh gang fucking she be liking and even now expecting or is yous going to disappoint her?

For a moment the mans jovially spoken words dropped to indecipherable mutterings as one of the men that had been awakened got in his face. Then together with the giant pushing him away he hissed menacingly. "I don't want to hear no more shit bout holing up here till the heat cool down. Ain't gonna be no cooling down, yous is escaped convicts or has yous forgotten dat. Yous got to be duh dumbest fucking nigga's dar is if'n yous think you can just stay here and ain't nobody gonna be duh wiser. Sooner then later someone's gonna ask where her ol man at. When dat happen duh cops gonna come around den what yous dumb coons gonna do huh."

Again there were angry mutterings. But then together with a guttural growl from the large blob the congealed mass of those about him split apart and for a moment silence fell over the living room before his gravely voice again pierced the silence. "Yous mutter fucking nigga's ain't never happy. Now yous telling me yous wants to take duh honky slut wit yous when we cut out fore first light. Well dat fine by me, but don't yous be looking to travel wit stick an me cause I ain't wanting no white bitch anywhere round my black ass if'n duh man do catch us.

Dis may not be duh 50's no more you dumb mutter fuckers, but dem honky bustards what runs duh prison you nigga's escaped from thinks it is. Duh catch's you coons wit a white woman yous ain't going to have to worry bout spending no more time cause like as not dah just shoot your black asses. Now.... If'n yous is wanting to give dat honky cum slut a third and final gang fucking to remember yous by den yous best be getting Martin up likes I tells yous and gets your black asses in dat bedroom.

If'n you ain't wanting another piece of her, or if as is more then likely duh case she done plum wore you out den start gathering up shit an gets ready to carry your ass. Makes no never mind to me one way or duh other what yous nigga's does, but make no mistake fore first light we's leaving."

Then to my dismay and despite the fact that I was sure he had long ago become aware of my presence he turned his back to the others and strode across the room toward me. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the living room had become a flurry of motion. The almost as impressionable blob that had been with the giant sank to the couch with a sigh while the five other blobs melted together. For a moment muttering came from their midst then a smaller dark glob separated and strode across the room and around the hugh blob that was standing before me.

A second later the dinning room light came on and I realized that what I had thought was a seven foot four hundred pound monster was in reality a normal man standing no more then perhaps six foot four and weighing perhaps two hundred fifty pounds. Though I found relief in his normalcy the twisted evil smile on his blue black face told me more then words could have that this was a man not to be taken lightly.

As if the knife of reality that he had seconds earlier plunged into my heart hadn't been enough with his next mirth filled words it was twisted and pushed upwards in a killing stroke. "If'n it will make yous feel any better John boy when we first shoved our way in yesterday morning that little redheaded slut of yours raised a fuss that would've made dah Grand Dragon of the KKK proud. Course all dat changed once me an my stickman shoved our big black baby makers into that hot snatch of hers and rode her for a bit. By dah time we rolled off her weren't a hole of hers that weren't familiar with and liking nigga cock.

Dat wouldn't duh half of it though John boy. Once dat little redhead of yourn got a taste of nigga pleasuring she was like three bitches in heat all rolled into one, she couldn't get enough. Not only did she drain our black snakes at least three times each she must'a had a couple dozen orgasm's while doing so. When stickman an me finally rolled off'n her satisfied she were still screaming for nigga loving.

Kind hearted darkie I is and not wanting to disappoint duh little cum slut I tolls her duh only way she be getting any more nigga cock right den was if'n duh others fucked her skanky white trash ass. I tells her dat John boy an dat horny little slut of yourn jumps out'a bed so fast stickman an me was caught by surprise. Time we catches up to her naked ass she were astraddle one o' dah brutha's an dry humping his leg and screaming for dem, for all of dem to fuck her.

Me an stickman tried to pull her of a him but she had her arms about his neck so tight it were like trying to pull a drowning man away from a life preserver. Gotta tell you white boy dem coons wasn't da only ones dat was surprised as shit, but none of dem made a move on her till dah seen I didn't object. I gotta tell you watching her raining kisses on dat brutha's ugly ass face and trying to get his dick out's his pants at duh same time even made my limp cock hard.

When she finally did get his black snake out she rolled to her side pulling him wit her. A minute later me an da others is off da couch an she's flat on her back wit her legs wide apart. She were humping empty air and screaming her lungs out for him to fuck her while both trying to pull his pants from him and guide his dick to her needy snatch. Fore he can sink his black snake into her an set up a rhythm though da others pulls his black ass of a her and hustles her back to da bed room and your king size bed

Unlike me an stickman most dem nigga's ain't had a woman in better den ten years but she took all da had to give an den some. Duh whole time dem coons was pounding her she was screaming at dem to shove dar black dick's into her lilly white black cock loving body an fucks her. Even when dem brutha's started humping her two an three at a time she was begging and screaming for dem to fuck her. Course whenever a brutha was shoving his cock down her throat, which more often then not was da case, she didn't beg for dar cock's as much. But the noises she made and duh way she thrashed about let dem brutha's know she was liking what dah was doing to her.

Couple three hours later most dem nigga's comes out'a da bedroom dragging dar sorry asses an shaking dar heads. I liked to bust a gut when stickman after checking to see what da last nigga was doing tells me da brutha so wore out he just laying atop her. Da funniest part though was that she was humping up at him and pleading with him to fuck her again.

When he finally dragged his ass out'a da bedroom his dick looked like it had gone through a meat grinder it was so raw. Hours later while dem stupid coons is still bragging bout how many times dah done fucked your pretty little wife me and stick was making plans to cut out come dusk we get da surprise of our life. Dat little slut of yourn comes traipsing into da living room stark naked an still wet from having taken a shower. As if'n she was giving us duh time of day she say she done changed da sheets on da bed case any of us is wanting to fuck her again.

Dem boys had just got her back into da bedroom an was starting to pleasure her some more when you opened da door. Needless to say we didn't leave last night as planed, an before yous ask da answer is yes. Da noises you heard coming from da bedroom when you finally woke and cut yous self free was stickman and me pleasuring duh little cum slut. Hadn't planed on fucking her again but when she come out bout 2:00 looking none duh less for wear after having rested a few hours from her second gang fucking what you going to do.

After yesterday John boy I don't think dat little red headed slut of yourn will be much satisfied with just your dick anymore. No sir I surely don't. Fact I don't think she'll be satisfied with anything short of several brutha's at a time slamming meat to her skanky white trash ass if you want my opinion."

Then laughing so hard I thought he would bust a gut he managed to sputter talk bout ass John boy, you ain't seen or heard nothing till you've seen that little redhead cum slut of yours get her shittier reamed. Duh harder an faster a brutha's dick plows her shittier duh wilder and louder she gets. Gotta tell you boy, dar ain't a hole of hers dat doesn't like dark meat. But her poop chute now, well I believe if'n she had her druthers that'd be duh hole she'd want a brutha's dick in more den any other."

For a minute he paused in his all to explicate narration and looked at me askance. Then reaching down he pulled me to my feet as easily as one would a small child. Putting his thick arm about my shoulder he turned me to face the interior of my living room just in time to see the negro who was supposed to have been guarding me step into the hallway leading to our bedroom. He made no mention of the noticeable tent in my rumpled suit pants as his hot breath hissed mockingly against my ear. "I told duh brutha's to play with her a bit. Told dem to get her all worked up so she'd put on a real good show for you.

Wouldn't sprise me none if'n while a couple of dem nigga's is fingering her snatch and sucking on dem firm little titties of hers a couple others ain't running dar hard black dick's cross her lips while teasing her bout yous watching her pleasuring dar black asses. She was raring to go better den a half hour go and now wit all dem hard black dick's around her an dem teasing her like dah doing she probably wound tighter den a two dollar watch.

Gotta tell you John boy when dat little cum slut of yourn gets wound up dar ain't no holding her back. So unless you want to miss some of da action, an we wouldn't want that now would we, yous best get yous ass in gear. Then together with pushing something into my hand along with a slight nudge to my back he set my feet in motion.

Whether the next snickering remark came from his throat or from deep inside my own brain I can't rightly say. But as my feet entered the hallway and I looked into the brilliantly lit interior of our bedroom and at the dark bodies jockeying for position about my petit young wife I heard the words as clearly as all the others I'd heard moments earlier.

"She's a slut John, a white trash black cock cum loving slut. Can you hear her John? Can you hear the cock hungry little sluts lustful moans? Can you hear her whimpering near hysterical pleas for them, for all of them to shove their powerful black cock's into her black cock loving white trash body? Just a few more steps John. Just a few more steps and then you'll not only be able to hear her beg to be fucked you'll also be able to watch her."

As together with the voice droning on and as I drew ever closer to the bedroom I looked down at the object the negro had pressed into my hand. Despite what the object portended and the certainty that our marriage was all but finished a shiver raced through me and cum stained the front of my rumpled suit pants. He was right, the arrogant God damn son of a bitching negro was right. He along with all the others had ruined her as far as my ever being able to satisfy her again.

A chocked sob that I loved her, that God damn it to hell I loved her broke from my throat. Angrily swiping the tears from my eyes I stepped over the threshold of our bedroom and brought the 8mm video camera to my eye. As if they had been waiting for me, which I'm sure they had been, they stepped aside allowing the camera's lens to focus on her young petite writhing body.

A heartbeat later and in compliance to her lustful pleas for them, for all of them to shove their hard black dick's into her three of them joined her on the bed. After positioning her atop one of them in the center of our bed the remaining two positioned themselves before and behind her. As the camera's lens picked up each guiding their black rigidities to the hole before them a thought crossed my mind.

Perhaps, just perhaps despite our living in Alabama there was a way to satisfy her need and yet remain married. For a moment the grunting demanding voices of the profusely sweating negro's interrupted my thoughts. But instead of resenting the intrusion I was thankful. Their demands on her and the interruption they had caused allowed me to brush aside and dismiss the certainty that I would be ruined both socially and financially if one of my board of directors or a city councilman ever got wind of what I intended.

- The End -




sargejt on Ethnic Stories

Based on a true story:

THE BACK STORY:

They had met working a part-time job over the summer as date-entry clerks for the local state house.  Emy and I had broken up a few months earlier, and while she never told me about her new "fling", I knew what was going on.  But for some reason, I didn't care.  Emy and I still talked on a daily basis, but for some reason she failed to mention Rob.

You see, Rob was a co-worker of hers and a complete contrast to her phyiscally.  Emy was only about 5'2" and barely 100 pounds with amber-red hair and creamy white skin. She had significantly large breasts for her build and  those milky-white tits were slight hangers, tipped with pink nipple

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s.  Often times she would wear low cut shirts, showing her wide cleavage and breasts that swayed with every movement she made.  She was only a size 0 with a tiny ass and a little pink pussy with a tuft of red hair above it. All in all, she was just a sexy little redhead.

Rob was tall and black, a dark opposite to Emy's fair skin.  In fact, seeing them next to each other always made me a little hard because I could just imagine the contrast they would make with his cock deep inside her. I have to admit, I would go home and jerk off mulitple times with the mental image of a black guy fucking my milky-white skinned ex-girlfriend long, hard and deep with a thick black shaft. Just the thought of her panting and facial expressions that I had seen myself, only this time with a black guy, aroused me incredibly for some reason.

When that summer was over and Emy and Rob both went back to their respective colleges, I knew they were sending each other Facebook messages.  Nothing too explicit, but enough to turn me on reading them. Emy would write (actual messages):

"Rob, I really wish you could just fuck me right now."

or...

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

or...

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

Or even simple little things such as:

"Thinking of you...promise to make love to me as soon as you see me? Thanks."

or...

"Can't wait to get you naaaaked."

Again, nothing too explicit...but for some reason, reading her messages to Rob turned me on immensely. In fact, I would often lock my dorm room after class, wrap one of the pairs of panties I acquired from Emy around my own cock, and beat off reading her messages to this black man she was fucking. Eventually she did tell me when it finally became too obvious. I tried to act like I didn't care, because honestly at that point, I didn't.

In fact it got to the point where I decided I HAD to see Emy fuck Rob. With the Thanksgiving break coming up, I decided on a bold move.  I called Emy and the conversation went as such:

"So when are you getting home?"

"I'll be driving home in about 4 hours. What about you?"

"Oh, I'm home right now. We should hang out."

"I would, but I'm hanging out with Rob here like right when I get home."

That's all I needed to hear.  I decided to give her mom a call an hour before she would arrive home and tell her I had left a watch in Emy's room which I needed.  She let me come over, with the watch in my pocket of course, as well as the video camera in my backpack.

I knew my way around Emy's room pretty damn well, and to say the least, it is always a mess.  Hiding the video camera was simple. Right between two sets of drawers with under a pile of dirty clothes I knew she hadn't touched in months. It took me a while to get a clear shot of her bed where I could see everything, but I eventually got a dead on angle.  Anything going on on that bed, I would see.  Made sure the micro caset was re-wound...and hit record. And maybe a 30 second stop to rummage through her underwear drawer to come up with some new souvneirs for my cock.

The risk of it being discovered was immense, because who knows if she one day decided she wanted to clean up her room. All I knew was that that pile of clothes was sitting there when I was dating her. I told her mom I might be back later because while I found the watch, finding anything in that room was near impossible and I might have left other things scattered about.  She laughed and agreed. Jackpot.

The rest of the day I was pretty on edge, which is understandable.  It was about 9 at night when I called Emy and told her I thought I had left some of my shorts over there and asked if I could come look for them. After agreeing, she met me at the door wearing a low-cut turquoise top which showed off her pale breasts and wide cleavage...this was a good sign because I knew Rob had written her on Facebook and told her that was his favorite top.

Emy did me a favor then. After pretending to come up empty in her room she suggested maybe it was in her basement and that she would go look.  This was awesome because I really had no idea how I would get her out of the room and retrieve the camera.  Fortunately it was right where I left it. The battery of course had long died but that was to be expected.  After tossing the camera back in my backpack and telling Emy, "Oh well, it's probably at my place," I rushed home. :)

My heart was racing and my cock was half hard as I rushed up to my room, locked the door, and plugged the camera into my TV. Waiting for it to rewind seemed to take hours, but finally I heard *click*.  It was show time...

cont'd on page 2.

 

Vera makes Cathy her bitch Ch 2era makes Cathy her bitch pt.2

LustyLee77 on Ethnic Stories

Vera makes Cathy her bitch Ch 2
By LustyLee77

"Oh yes, don't stop!  I moaned as I woke up to my new little fuck-slut
Cathy who was busy licking my clit! "What a way to wake up!" I said.
"Look up at me, I want to see your beautiful face and big blue eyes
while you eat my cunt."

I informed Cathy that she is coming along just fine and soon she will
be a well-trained little fuck-slut. We dressed Cathy up like a slut
and I told her that it was time for her to earn me some money. Cathy
asked me what I meant, I told her not to ask any questions and just do
as I say.

"Yes Vera," she meekly replied.

What a sight we must have been! Just strolling down the street in this
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lack neighborhood, me leading this sweet little blond housewife by a
leash. Everyone was staring at us. Who could blame them?

Pulling her chain, we ducked in-to a lesbian bar. The bar seemed
somewhat rowdy so we sat at a booth. Even here, everyone was staring
at us.

Checking out the room, I noticed there were a couple of white and
Latin females, the vast majority of team were black. This was good; I
smiled knowing that most of them would pay to be with my Cathy.

At the table next to us sat four black women who could not keep their
eyes off Cathy. It was not long before one of them, very butch, came
over to talk to us. She asked if she could buy us a drink and join us.
"Of course." I replied. She sat next to Cathy, what a surprise! She
told us that her name was Max and that her and her friends were
looking for a little hot action.

"You came to the right place," I told her. "My name is Vera and this
is Cathy, my little bitch, today she is going to Start earning me some
money!" Cathy blushed, Max looked shocked. Looking directly in-to
Max's eyes, I said, "The way you look at my little bitch, you could be
our first customer!"

"I don't know?" "How much?"

"Three hundred dollars."

"That's kind of steep, don't you think?"

"Not for the four of you!"

Max really looked excited asking "You mean she would do all four of us
at once?" "She would have to eat all of us and take our strap-on's."
"Ok?"

"No problem, just don't mark her up or hurt her to much."

With a gleam in her eyes, Max informed us that she was going to talk
to her friends and would be right back.
Cathy asked, "You expect me to have sex with all of them?"

"You will do it and you will like it, do you understand me?"

"Yes Vera." Cathy replied, looking frightened and excited at the same
time as she gazed over at the table where the four women were debating
our proposition.

"Ok. Lets do it!" Max excitedly exclaimed as she returned to our
table. The women decided to go to Max's house to party with Cathy.

The home was stunning. It was spacious and had beautiful furnishings.
Max went to the kitchen and brought back cold beer for all of us.

The other women never did disclose their names, just Max. Two of them
sat on the sofa with Cathy in the middle. Max and the other woman sat
at Cathy's feet on the floor.

The ladies on the sofa were starting to kiss and fondle her, and the
ones on the floor started to run their hands up her legs and under her
skirt. I sat on an easy chair and enjoyed the show.

Hands were all over Cathy, eight of them to be exact. In no time at
all Cathy was naked. And the others were disrobing as well.

One of them exclaimed, "Look at these tiny little white tits!" as she
pinched one nipple and sucked the other. At the same time, the woman
on the other side was feeding Cathy her huge black boobs.

Max was licking Cathy's pussy as the other woman on the floor was
sucking Cathy's feet. Cathy was squirming wiggling and moaning, "Oh,
yes, please don't stop, you are driving me crazy, it feels so good!"

Cathy was pulled to the floor. Max shoved a big black strap-on dildo
in her cunt, yelling, "I know how wet your little cunt is, you are
ready for this." " Come on bitch take it all!"

Cathy was fucking the dildo, she was really in to it, screaming, "Fuck
me, and Fuck me hard!"

The largest woman, the one that was feeding Cathy her huge tits, sat
on Cathy's face, and demanded "Stick that tongue all the way up my
hole, lick my clit, do it good!"

Cathy was now being fucked hard with a dildo in her pussy and a big
hairy cunt in her face.

Max withdrew the dildo from her well-fucked cunt, "slosh", "plop" and
"whoosh". The one fucking her face got up as well. Cathy was out of
it. Her eyes had a distant look, her breathing was hard and she could
not compose herself.

She was not given a chance; they dragged her to the back of the sofa
by her long blond hair. Her face glistened with pussy juice and her
cunt was dripping fluids.

They quickly bent her over the back of the sofa. A dildo was inserted
in-to her pussy. The other woman positioned herself on the cushion so
that her cunt was in Cathy's face. There she was with another dildo in
her pussy and another cunt in her face.

They were yelling at her "You love black pussy, don't you bitch?"

"That's it fuck that big black dildo, keep moaning, you filthy little whore!"

The woman pulled Cathy to a standing position; she was spun around to
face the woman that had been fucking her from behind with the dildo.
She kissed Cathy full on the lips, at the same time jamming the dildo
back into Cathy's wet cunt, saying, "You taste like pussy!" "You
fucking cunt lapping slut!"

 From behind Max was rubbing another dildo on Cathy's sweet little
ass. For lube, Max used Cathy's cunt juices. The dildo was inched into
Cathy's tight little shit hole! Suddenly… it was rammed all the way
in!

"No, please don't, it hurts; please stop!" Cathy pleaded… Tears were
rolling down her face as she was fucked like never before. Her pleas
were ignored, she was being fucked hard, her ass hurt.

After awhile, the pain in her butt subsided, she felt pleasure. "Yes!
Yes! It hurts so good, keep fucking me, don't stop; fuck the shit out
of me!" She loved it!

The sight of my sweet Cathy being totally dominated and fucked was
really turning me on. My fingers were sliding in and out of my cunt.
One of the girls approached me, saying, "You really like to see your
little slut getting fucked, don't you?"

"You better believe it." I said. She dropped to her knees and began to
lick my cunt. It was heaven cumming in her face while watching Cathy
getting totally fucked…

When the all girl orgy was over, we all had another beer; we needed it
to get our selves together. Especially Cathy, she had to be helped to
her feet, she was a mess. Before we, left Max said that Cathy was one
hot fuck and that they wanted to see her every week. Cathy just
blushed and smiled with pride. It was good to have regular customers;
things were looking up.

When we got home, Cathy sat in the hot bathtub for over an hour.
"Come-on girl." I told her "Lets go make some more money."

Cathy was both surprised and disappointed. She said that she wanted to
spend the evening with just me. "Business before pleasure." I told
her, " When we get back we will have time for that."

We strolled down the street; once again, everyone stared at us. There
were several hookers on the corners. Tugging Cathy's chain, I pulled
her to a stop. " Lets see if we can get a car to stop for your white
ass!" I told her.

In less than five minutes, a limo pulled over to us. The window
lowered and a large heavyset black man bellowed, "What's happening
ladies?" as he grinned at Cathy, displaying a mouth full of white
teeth, and one gold one in the front!

"Anything you want to happen!" I answered him.

"How much?"

"$500!"

"Too much."

"You could get one of those crack whores for less but you have to ask
yourself what else would you get; you look like you can afford it and
just look at this sweet little white housewife!"

He asked if he could watch Cathy and I get it on, then he wanted Cathy
to suck and fuck him.

"Sure Baby, sounds like fun." She could eat my cunt while you fuck her!"

"Get in ladies, we have a deal." "This is going to be one hell of a night!"

Once in his house he led us to the bedroom and told us to strip and get it on.

Jake, as he told us his name in the limo, got naked and watched the
show from a chair. Cathy eagerly sucked my big tits as I finger fucked
her. I pushed her on her back and straddled her sweet face. "Eat that
black cunt bitch!" "Do it good!" Cathy went wild; she was trying to
get her whole face in my hot wet cunt! "You like eating my big black
pussy, don't you bitch?"

"Oh yes, I love your big black tits, your pussy and I love the way you
make me do all of these bad things!" "I love everything about you."
She continued lapping up my pussy juices, she truly did love it and I
loved her doing it!

Glancing over at Jake, I gulped as he was stroking his big fat cock,
the largest I have ever seen, and I've seen more than a few! I would
not mind doing him myself, but this was business and he wanted Cathy.

"That was hot, now I want the white bitch to craw over here and suck
my cock!" She crawled to him and looked at his big cock in disbelief.
Then she started to stroke it. She could not get her small white hands
around his huge black shaft! Her lips were kissing the head of his
cock as her hands moved up and down the shaft.

"Suck it bitch!" Cathy took as much into her little mouth as she
could. "Yeah, choke on it bitch!" She could not breathe. "Lick my
balls!" "Put that little tongue in my ass hole!" She did, quite
eagerly, I was both surprised and jealous by the way she seemed to be
enjoying this man with the huge cock.

"That was good, now put it back in your mouth!" She was gagging on his
huge cock. That just made him fuck her face harder until he shot a
load of cum in her mouth. He told her to lick him clean. She did and
loved it.

Cathy licked and sucked until she had him hard again. Then she was
lifted into the air and lowered to his huge cock.

"Oh God, it's sooo bi..Ggg!" She moaned. "My pussy feels so full, it
feels so good, Oh shit, Oh ohooooo…!"

"You like Jakes big cock jammed up your lily white cunt, don't you
bitch?" "Come –on talk to me."

"Yes I love your big fat black cock in my tight little white pussy!"
"Just keep fucking me, don't stop, it feels so good!" Cathy was
slipping and sliding up and down on his huge cock. She was fucking
him! Then with violent thrust, he shot his hot load of gooey cum into
her hungry cunt. Lusty screams announced the climax of their red-hot
fuck session.

As Cathy licked him clean again, Jake said, "This little bitch is one
hot fuck, I want to see her every week!"

"You got it." I told him as I smiled and thought how cool it was to
have another regular customer, in spite of the fact that I felt uneasy
knowing how much Cathy loved being fucked and dominated by this man
with his huge cock!

Next, we went to Tony's bar. We sat at the bar; there was a good
crowd, all black, Cathy was not the least bit uncomfortable, in just a
few short days she had come a long way. Our drinks were served and a
familiar voice told the bartender that the drinks were on him. It was
Tony; leering at Cathy, he asked me who my friend was.

After the introductions, I told Tony that Cathy was my little fuck
slut and that she was going to earn me some money. Tony told us that
he could help us out. He took us to his office and had us sit on
leather chairs while he made a phone-call.

"Great!" Tony announced, "There is a party going on in the back room,
we have a stripper but they want more and are prepared to pay $1000."
"Are you interested?"

"Yes!" I told Tony, "My little bitch will do it."

Tony told us that as a bonus he wanted to fuck Cathy before she went
back there. As he was sending business our way, I agreed. Tony took
her hand, guided her to the desk, and pushed her face down on the
desk. He lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties and fucked her hard
from behind." Who 's your daddy?" "This black cock looks so good
sliding in and out of your white cunt." "You love it, don't you
bitch?"

"Oh yes, I do love it, hurt me, fuck me, I've been a naughty little
girl!" "Your big fat black cock feels soooo.. Gooooood!" "Yes, Yes
fuck the shit out of meeeee…!"

My little fuck slut and I entered the back room and we were cheered,
they were sure glad to see Cathy. The dancer was nude on the stage,
she was bumping and grinding. The dancer was a very tall black woman,
although her skin was much lighter than mine. She motioned with her
hand and called Cathy up to the stage. Cathy seemed so small next to
her." They call me big bertha, baby." "What's your name?"

"Cathy."

"Well Cathy, it does not look right with me being naked and you with
all of your clothes on." "We will have to do something about that!"
Bertha helped Cathy take her clothes off. They both stood on stage
with nothing on but their shoes. Bertha noticed Cathy looking at her
breast and pulled Cathy to her and said, "You like those tits don't
you girl?" She pulled Cathy's face to her breast saying, "Be a good
little girl and suck Bertha's tits, good girl, suck yes, bite them,
don't be afraid, that's it suck, suck, yes!"

She then pushed Cathy to the floor on her knees and told her to eat
her cunt. Cathy was lapping the bald pussy. The men, about twenty of
them in all began hooting and cheering, they were enjoying the shoe.
"That's it baby, eat that cunt, I shaved it just for you!" Bertha then
invited the men to come to the stage and fuck Cathy as Cathy ate her
pussy.

The men came rushing on stage and all of them fucked her. The whole
time Bertha held Cathy's face to her cunt. When the men were finally
done Bertha kicked, Cathy to the floor on her back, put her foot to
Cathy's mouth, made her kiss, lick, and suck her feet. She then sat on
Cathy's face and made her lick her ass hole! "Yes, put your tongue all
the way in my ass hole; you little white fuck slut!" She then pissed
all over Cathy!" While gathering her clothes Bertha looked down at
Cathy and said, "I know you made more money than me but you sure had
to earn it, didn't you?" As she was walking away, Bertha turned and
said, " I rather enjoyed using your body, and you sure eat pussy real
good!" " I work here at the club and I sure hope you come back to see
me!"

Cathy had to be helped to her feet. I took her home, told her that she
did a wonderful job and that we could go home, relax, and spend some
time together.

When we got home, Cathy had a shower and joined me in the bedroom. My
legs were spread and Cathy wasted no time getting between my legs. "Oh
Vera, I am so glad we can be alone together and I just love eating
your pussy!" I smiled and told her to keep licking.

Over coffee in the morning, I informed Cathy that today was her day
off and that we would go see Ron. She looked very sad and told me that
she wanted to see her husband but did not want to be without me. " I
need you Bertha, I could never go back to a life without you. "Honey,
you are not going to lose me, you are the perfect little bitch, you
are everything that I ever wanted, you are sweet and hot at the same
time." " I love you and no one could replace you!" "You will have a
couple of days a week to spend with your husband; the rest of the time
you will be with me." "That way, you will have the best of both
worlds!"

Cathy got so excited she kissed me full on the lips, her eyes were
shining, and she was so beautiful. I told her we would go to bed with
Ron together and have a ball! Nervously she said, "I don't know about
that." I told her not to worry, I would take care of everything!

We no sooner got in the doorway than Ron rushed to embrace her; he was
like a child on Christmas. He was so glad to see her. I told him to be
good to my little bitch, my fuck slut. "You are my little fuck slut,
aren't you Cathy?"

"Yes Vera, you know that I am, I will do anything that you want me to do!"

"How could you do this to her?" Ron demanded.

"Ron, don't you know anything?" I asked. "She wants to be dominated by
me, she loves it, I set her free to do wild things and not feel
guilty!"

"Why don't she feel guilty?"

"Because she is only obeying a command, it is not her own idea!" " You
have to face it Ron or you will loose her altogether, she is
submissive and I am her master, from now on you shall both call me
Mistress!"

" Now both of you into the bedroom and strip!"

"Yes Mistress!" Cathy obeyed.

I looked sternly at Ron. He said "Yes Mistress." Rather reluctantly.

Once in the bedroom I had them, both strip and I took off my clothes
as well. Ron was shoved on his back on the bed. I sucked his dick and
had Cathy join me. "How does that feel Ron?" "Tell me how much you
enjoy your sweet little wife and me sucking your cock and licking your
balls?" "Talk to us Ron!"

"Oh Yeah, this is wild, Wow, don't stop." He loved it. He fucked us
both and shot his load in my cunt. I made them clean my pussy out
together. It was fabulous, two tongues licking my pussy stomach and
legs. "Was it as good for you as it was for me?" I jokingly asked.
They both gave me a yes. "What a wonderful family!" "Do you two have
any siblings?" Cathy said that she had a younger sister and Ron told
me that he had two sisters. I told them that I would like to meet
them. They both looked shocked and worried. "Gee I wonder why!" I told
Cathy I would be back tomorrow to pick her up. The both kissed me
goodbye.

On the drive back home, I felt so good, so invigorated, and I could
not help but think about the sisters, especially Cathy's.

        THE END

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Fantasy Girl III

 
 

My girlfriend and I have had several different encounters with men and women and one of the most memorable was with a black friend of mine. 

This is another true story that happed one winter night a few years back when we had nothing to do one evening in the mountains.

We were bored and not wanting to go out for some action so we talked about fantasies. We covered things we had experienced and some we would like to and

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decided we need to fill this one now.

She and I had discussed fucking a black man with a nice big cock. She always wanted a black cock in her mouth and pussy and now it was time.

 I have a friend that had make remarks about her but always with respect. I knew he loved white woman because that’s all he dated. I had also noticed the looks he gave her when he was around. They would flirt with each other when we were out for drinks and diner and she had said he seemed large and hard when they danced.

This was a Friday night and I knew our chances might be slim that he was around. I called him on his cell and to my surprise he answered.

He was about five miles away at a bar playing darts and thinking about calling it a night.

I asked him if he minded coming up for a few drinks because we were bored. Being a good friend he said yes, he’d be there in about an hour.

Now we had been drinking and a few other things and we needed to have a plan.

I didn’t think this would be hard but I wanted to make it look innocent and him take the lead. I even thought about passing out early and see where it would lead with me asleep.

 

We decided to just go with the flow and let her put on some sexy clothes and expose herself. Of course that is what she always did and we loved the fun watching him lust.

 

She put on a nice tight pair of jeans and high heels. Then she put on a white blouse and tied it above her belly button. She had on a black bra that showed her nipples at the top and left the buttons undone to expose her milky breasts. She was hot looking with her long flowing auburn hair and beautiful full lips painted red. I could hardly wait to see them on his cock.

As I watched her get ready we talked about what was going to take place. She would just flirt like they do and get him to dance slowly. She wanted to have a few drinks and talk about sex and surprise him by letting him know about having a threesome. We were both hot talking about what was a going to take place.

 

He arrived in about an hour and I let him in and we made some drinks. She was still in the back of the house and wanted to see his face when she came out. We were sitting on the couch when she entered and he about spilled his drink.

Now he has seen her several times before but in a more professional setting, never dressed like this, a true slut.

He said; my god your more beautiful and sexy than ever come sit by me. He slid over and she sat between us. I got up and made a drink for her and we started talking.

It wasn’t long after a few drinks it turned to a game about the most wild sex experience ever. His was the blond who came to his door Christmas eve in a fur coat and said I’m your present as she open the coat exposing a nude body.

Mine was after I graduated from high school this girl was visiting in town and she ended up fucking me and two other guys all night and then having eight guys watch as she laid in the living room naked and fucked us again.

Now it was her turn and she shocked us both by telling us a story about her playing strip poker with her boyfriend and another couple and losing and having to fuck them all. She was 16 years old and the boyfriend was 19 and the couple was in there twenties.

After exchanging stories and a few drinks we were all getting hot and ready for some action. He even had her tell the story one more time.

I asked her if I put some music on would she dance for us. Of course she said yes and I put on a nice sexy slow song by Berry White. She danced around like a stripper and then proceeded to give us lap dances.

She and I both noticed the bulge in his pants as she sat on his lap and ground into him. When she sat on my lap I decided to go a little further and started to kiss and squeeze her breast. I notice his eyes were as big around as silver dollars and lusting as he watched me fondle her. He said to me when is it my turn with a smile. I looked him square in the eyes with a smile and said; now.

She climbed on his lap and started to grind on his cock, with a little hesitation he started to kiss her. Now he has some big lips and they just engulfed her lips and she melted into his grasp. I could tell she was sucking on his tongue like it was his cock. She kissed him back like it was her last and he responded by pushing up with his cock trying to grind into her crouch.

I wanted to sit back and watch the show, however I was so turned on I wanted to participate. I reached over and started to rub her nipples through her blouse knowing that was a big turn on. He saw what I was doing and asked me if it was his turn and I just smiled.

He said he’d waited a long time for this and wasted no time getting a breast out and playing with it. He almost seemed like a kid with a new toy and he just unwrapped it.

We leaned her back on the couch so we could both get to her. As she laid back I finished undoing her last button to expose her breasts that were pegging to get out of her bra.

 

I leaned over and   pulled a nipple out to suck on, and without hesitation he did the same. She now was breathing hard and reaching for our cocks. I was about to see the one thing I had fantasized about for years.

As she rubbed our cocks we massaged her breast and sucked on her nipples, which drove her wild. She was trying to unzip his pants and I was trying to undo hers. All he wanted to do was play with breasts and kiss her.

She finally got his unzipped and slid her hand in to grab his cock and let out a sigh. I knew she was now in heaved with that nice big cock in her hand. He was a little longer and a lot thicker than me and I had heard stories from a friend we had both fucked. She had told me he could stay hard and fuck all night and that’s why the ladies liked him.

I could hardly wait to see him in her mouth and pussy. As a matter of fact neither could she and she was pulling it out of his pants.

When it sprung lose and was fully exposed she said; nick cock, can I suck it as she was leaning down. With out another word she started to lick the pre cum off his dick as she said delicious.  

At the same time I pulled my cock out and started to jack off, I sure wasn’t going to waste an opportunity like this. We all were in heaven getting what we all had waited for, a good threesome.

She had his cock in her mouth and I had mine in my hand as I went down on her. She was so wet I bet I could get three or four fingers inside. As I licked her pussy I stuck three fingers inside that nice moist box. I was between her legs with a great view of her sucking his dick, I was hotter than hell and trying to hold back. At the same time I wanted to cum watching her devourer his cock. I could see he wanted to cum and was also holding back.

I decided to cum in her wet pussy and not on the floor and stuck my ready to explode cock in as deep as I could and banged away. It didn’t take but a few minutes until I exploded in her and I could tell she did the same. We both came together with his cock in her mouth.

As I pulled out he said; this is what I’ve wanted to do for along time, fuck this white slut. I knew dirty talk turned her on and she said; stick that big black dick in my pussy and fuck the shit out of me. I want you to fuck me all night I’m yours for any pleasure you want.

That was all he needed to hear as he pulled her down on the floor and said, get ready for the ride of your life, you white sluts love to have big black cock. I was getting hard again listing to the exchange of words.

He teased her by talking and rubbing his dick on her pussy as her juices flowed mixed with my cum. He would stick it in and then pull it out and say beg for it. She did as he  said an responded I’ll do anything you want, just fuck me.

You’re going to be my white slut bitch and I’m going to fuck you whenever I please as he slammed into her.

I was so turned on I stared to jack off standing over them as he slammed into her as hard as he could. His big black dick looked like a piston going in and out. She said fuck he hard with that big cock, I want you to cum in me.

He said I’m going to fuck you all night until you beg me to stop and then I’ll cum in you.

 

I kept jacking off over them as he plowed into her as fast and hard as he could with her legs high in the air and bent back. He wanted to get every inch inside of her and she wanted it all.

I knew he meant every word about fucking her all night and I wished I had a camera. I had taken pictures before but never a movie. I could see a repeat with lights camera action.

He wanted to fuck her doggy style so he could watch her suck my cock and I loved the idea. He flipped her over and rammed his cock into her as I got up front. She started sucking as she moaned with every thrust he drove into her. I wanted to make this last, but the sight of him pounding away made me explode in her mouth as she swallowed every drop.

I then sat back and watched him fuck her in every position that we could think of. He used her like a true slut and she loved it. Especially when he told her how he was going to use his new slut.

I liked the idea of him taking her and using her and sharing her with his black friends. She even liked it more, and could hardly with for the next adventure.

As he promised he fucked her hard all night until about five in the morning when he finally said I’m cumming and unloaded a huge load in her pussy. At the same time she screamed, as she was cumming with him. She grabbed his cock when he was done and sucked and licked it clean. We were all tired and fucked out. I had cum about four times and she had many organisms and was sore from the pounding.

We said are good nights and went to bed. She wasn’t too tired to fuck one last time as she told me how much she enjoyed his black seed in her. I enjoyed fucking her wet cum filled pussy as she told me how she loved black cock

We made plans to have him cum back and maybe bring some friends sometime. That’s another story.

 
 

I was lonely...

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I walked into my apartment late after a hard day of work. I looked into the mirror as I removed my clothes. I was a beautiful 18 year old black teen. I was 5’5”, 36C-26-39, with black hair to my shoulders and looked pretty damn sexxxy. I laid down on my bed and tried to fall asleep but I felt lonely without you and also i was kinda horny. I was wearing my red lacy bra with my matching red thong so I just put on a robe and headed to your apartment. I used the key you gave me to open your door. I saw you sleeping and didnt want to wake you so i just got onto the bed quietly and snuggled up close to you. “Good night daddy” I whispered. I always called you daddy since you were 10 years older than me. I got closer to you and fell asleep.

I woke up and it is

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8:00 AM and you’re still asleep. I’m already awake and I wonder what you want for breakfast. I decide that when you wake up you might be in the mood for my pussy. You start to wake up and I quickly put my pussy above your face. "I thought you might like some breakfast" I say to you as you quickly start to lick up my cunt juice. I start to get hungry to and I am in the mood for your cock. I tell you to stop and then I remove your boxers and get into a 69 position. U began to lick my pussy again as I suck your dick. I start at the top then I slowly slide it all the way into my hot little mouth and I start to bob my head up and down. You flick your tongue across my clit, which makes me cum all over your face. You lick it all up and then you erupt into my mouth. I swallow it all and then I kiss you tonguing your mouth passionately. "I need your cock in my pussy now" I say to you with my eyes full of lust.

You bend me over and slam your dick into my pussy. You love to see your huge white dick pound into my little black pussy. I moan loudly as you fuck my pussy. "Oh god daddy fuck your little slut. Fuck me harder daddy harder." I scream out as you fuck my pussy brutally. I shudder as I cum all over your cock coating it with my juices. I tighten my pussy around your dick wanting you to fill me with your cum. "Cum in me daddy, fill me with your seed, cum in your little sluts pussy" You cum hard into my pussy making me cum also. I get off your cock my pussy dripping with our juices.

You sit down and i rush over and impale myself onto your huge dick moaning as i slide my way down. You grab my hips and pull me down onto your rod. I start to bounce faster and harder wanting to cum on your rod. You love to watch my black booty bounce up and down as I ride you. You feel my pussy muscles tighten around your cock as I coat your dick with my cum. You want to cum in pussy so badly but want to see my face as i ride you. You tell me to get off and turn around and get back on I quickly obey you and slide your dick back into my pussy. I mash my chest against yours and put my arms around you as I bounce. My nails dig into your back as my pussy muscles tighten again as I cum on you. You love watching me as I pleasure myself on your dick how the expression on my face changes. I bounce faster and harder on your cock needing you to fill me with your seed. You erupt into me filling me with your cum. You cum so much it leaks out of my pussy. You continue to cum in me as i moan. "Oh god daddy your like a fuckin fountain. Oh daddy fill your little sluts pussy with your creamy hot cum. Oh god I’m cumming with u daddy god it feels so gooood i don’t ever want to stop daddy." I moan loudly and continue to bounce truly never wanting to stop riding u. My legs get tired and i slow down and eventually stop. "Oh daddy don’t take your dick out of me leave it in me" I fall asleep with your dick in me as i lay on your chest. U stroke my hair and fall asleep in the chair with me on your dick knowing we'll fuck again when we wake up.

Her Big Black Man

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Sandy was sitting at the steering wheel of her black convertible in a haze. She was in a parking lot.

It was broad daylight. Her skirt was lifted all the way to her waist. Anyone who walked by would get an easy look at her snatch. She was masturbating. Her breasts were partially exposed, but covered by her arms and hands as she played with her nipples.

Her blonde hair was tied back, as it always was when she had errands to run. She kept her clothing to a minimal as always. It was too hot in Los Angeles to wear a lot of clothes when you were doing so much running around in this kind of he

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at.

She licked her left nipple, allowing her tongue ring to slide over it. She felt shivers run through her body. The heat mixed with the breeze and moisture on her nipple made for a stimulating combination.

With her other hand, she gently touched the nub between her legs and rubbed it. It didn’t take long for wetness to appear. Her pussy was soaked in seconds.

She took a quick look around to make sure no one was there and then closed her eyes. Visions of her sexy boyfriend started playing in her mind’s eye. He was very tall, very black, and very muscular.

She thought of how they got hooked up. Her friend introduced them to each other a year ago when she was 24. The attraction was there immediately. By their second date, he had her bending over the car outside in daylight showing him her pussy and ass.

It was bold and exciting. He brought that side out of her. That was probably the reason she was always getting horny whenever she was in her car. It reminded her of the feelings he gave her that day.

She drove to his house. The whole time she was feeling the stick shift in her car and rubbing the knob at the top like it was Darren’s cock.

She let herself into his apartment and sat in his chair. She continued masturbating just enough to keep her pussy wet.

When Darren walked in, her eyes lit up, but he didn’t seem too surprised by what he saw. Darren knew the effect he had Sandy, so seeing her with her legs in the air playing with her cunt wasn’t anything to be shocked about.

They said hello and smiled at each other. Darren dropped to his knees and crawled up to her. Sandy’s mouth flew open as she watched Darren’s head getting closer to her crotch.

He opened his mouth. She let out a gasp. His mouth closed around her clit. He started sucking on it. Sandy gasped again, this time louder and her breathing deepened.

He only gave a couple of quick sucks to tease her. He kissed his way up her body and then kissed her lips. He stood up and started undoing his pants.

Sandy teased his cock first. She played with it through his underwear. She stroked it and blew her breath on it as she gently bit it and fondled his balls.

Throughout it all, she could feel it getting harder. Darren was moaning a lot more. She could feel a tremble in his legs. She reached into his underwear and softly grabbed hold of his cock.

“Ohh,” moaned Darren.

She felt it twitch in her hands. She rubbed her lips on it and let the warm air from her mouth flow across it. Now his cock was throbbing and jumping in her hand.

She playfully bit at his underwear before she pulled them to the floor. His cock jumped out at full erection—eight inches long and ready.

She grabbed it and shoved it in her mouth. All sensuality had gone out the door. She was sucking him hard and jacking him off at the same time while she used her other hand to play with his balls.

Sandy’s blowjobs usually lasted a lot longer, but she could tell by his body language that Darren was excessively aroused and would pop his load before she had a chance to get fucked if she kept sucking him like that, so she stopped and lay on the big chair.

She stretched her legs over either side of chair and looked up at him. He knelt to get his cock level with her snatch, and gently slipped it inside her hot, wet hole.

“Oh, fuck! Oh! Oh!” she screamed. She’d been waiting for this all day.

She eyed him as he pounded her in the chair. His sculpted body was flexing with every move he made.

Sandy started stimulating her clit. It felt so good. Her moans were getting really loud. This was the most four-letter words that she had used all year.

Seeing his girlfriend squirming under him was making him insane with lust. Sandy had to hold onto the back of the chair to keep from being knocked off.

“Ohhhh! Oh, fuck!” she bellowed. “Oh, my god!”

It seemed like the more Sandy screamed, the wilder Darren became. He pinned her legs in place with his upper body and kept slamming it in her.

The whole time he wore this sultry grimace on his face as if he didn’t care how it felt to Sandy as long as it was good to him. His demeanor turned Sandy on however, so the more he showed he didn’t care about her, the hornier she became. Her pussy was the wettest he’d ever felt it.

He pulled her off the chair and forcefully made her bend over it. Then he rammed his cock in, grabbed her by the shoulders, and brutally fucked her from behind.

It made for some deep penetration. He was hitting her G-spot every time.

“Oh, yeah! Fuck my fucking pussy! Fuck yeah! Oh, it feels so fucking good!” she screamed as she grit her teeth and braced herself for a hard orgasm that left her thrashing and screaming for more despite having a sore pussy. And how could her pussy not be sore considering Darren was fucking her so hard that he was making the chair move and rock.

He pulled his cock out and tossed some blankets on the floor. Sandy lay down. Darren turned her on her side and lifted one of her sexy legs in the air so he could easily penetrate her snatch.

“You like fucking my pussy, my tight little fucking hole,” Sandy said as she watched him drilling into her.

She loved the contrast between the colors of the skin, her lightness coming together with his darkness. It was a beautiful sight.

“Oh, god! Oh, fuck! You’re so deep inside my pussy.”

He grabbed Sandy by the waist, flipped her onto her knees, and mounted her from behind. At this point, he wanted to cum, but he wanted to degrade Sandy as much as he could before he did it.

Sandy’s pouty cunt lips were soaked. She was spanking her pussy and screaming as Darren drilled her.

Darren could feel the tingles growing steadily more intense. His legs were dead tired, but he wouldn’t stop banging his girlfriend. It was like he was trying to shove his cock completely through her.

Darren kept thrusting for everything he was worth. Her pussy was so wet and tight and the way she was screaming was bringing him close to his own climax.

He groaned loudly, pulled his dick out, and started jerking it in Sandy’s opened mouth. She opened wide and closed her eyes as sweet globs of cum landed on her tongue and lips. She savored its scent and taste as she let some of it spill from her mouth onto her heaving tits.

She opened her eyes. She looked at the pulsing cock bobbing a few inches from her face and smiled. It made her think of the stick shift in her car.

Now every time she drove her car, she would get horny for black cock. It was kind of amusing to her.

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