Black Cock Portal It was a fine spring day, and Judge Robert Fulton was content.
He was a County Judge in Indiana, and tall, stocky black man,
with a large, thick cock, and an unlimited appetite for white
pussy. He was a man of almost unlimited powers, too. As a
Judge, he was responsible for the sentencing of any criminals
that appeared before him. Any drug related charge was a
guaranteed conviction, time in the slam if the criminal was a
man. If it was a woman, there was guaranteed punishment, too.
Though if it was a woman, the punishment just might take a
different form- it might just include a visit to a certain school
run by his friend Emily. If it did, it was guaranteed to include
something else. a thorough, stark naked spanking, applied with a
strop or a bamboo cane, usually applied by Jasmine, a sturdy
black girl, or else by Tom, a stocky black guy. And it might,
just might, include insertion of his thick black prick into an
asshole. The Judge was just hell on crime in that county.
Right then, there were events unfolding in Chicago that he did
not know about. These events would result in his being handed
two new specimens to work on, two specimens who would enable him
to realize a tremendous fantasy of his. It would turn out that
these two would be unaccounted for, not on any record anywhere.
He could do what he pleased with them, not having to worry about
difficult questions being asked that might come back to bite him
later. The Judge was aa great one for doing things in such a way
that his own tail was always covered. He worked closely with the
Mayor of the town, the Chief of Police, the Public Prosecutor and
half a dozen other officials. The Judge kept them all well
fucked, and had them all implicated in his schemes, so they all
knew that if any one went down they all might. In that town,
politics was everything, and this group was in charge of
everything. Maybe there was some graft, too--- but certainly the
Judge was not interested in that. He had enough money, he had
enough power, and he had enough pussy (and now and then a nice
young white boy). He had his fantasies and had the means to see
them just about all realized.
Now, what was happening in Chicago that was so different?
Ali, at age 15, was not very different from most other high
school girls, at least in appearance. She was pleasant looking,
with a good figure- perhaps a bit bigger in the bust than some of
the other girls, and maybe a tiny bit rounder in the hips and
thighs, but her costume made her look like all the others. Day
after day, she would go to school wearing jeans and sweaters, and
if the jeans had holes that were patched to give them an aged
look, and if they showed bleach streaks from a million washings,
so much the better. If she wanted fancy clothes, perhaps her
mother might have bought them for her, but she really had no use
for them and no interest in them. Ali was also a virgin, or at
least a demi virge. Nothing had yet been in her tight pussy
except a finger- a boys, once, and her own, many times. Nothing
very different about her girlfriends-- basically all were also 15
year old virgins.
What was different about Ali was her home situation. Her parents
had long ago been divorced. She lived with her mother in the
house that they had moved into when her mother remarried. She
was the new member in that family- a new step-father, and a step-
brother, Walter, who was a high school senior, that she did not
like and did not trust. Walter was, she felt certain,
responsible for the regular state of disrepair of the bathroom
door lock. If Black Cock Portal was good. Even hugging a big
breasted babe like Donna, Stella could see Fred was still distracted
about something. She wanted to ask him about it, but then the blacks
came out of the locker room dressed and joking around with each other.
The Coach stood up from his desk. "Thanks for coming team. I'll see you
all in May, call me in a couple weeks for your schedules."
Booker stopped by Donna and Stella. "Me and the brothers are hitting
happy hour. You two want to come?"
"No thanks," said Stella. "We're gonna have a quiet dinner to catch up
then were both heading home tonight, back to the real world tomorrow."
"Well see ya next month," Booker winked at them and joined the gang.
Stella didn't care for black people too much, especially black men, but
there was something attractive about Booker. The black man's presence
was just incredibly masculine. Even, cocky, confident Fred standing
beside them looked a little uncomfortable.
The two women went to one of their favorite restaurants, a Mexican joint
for dinner and margarittas. There they caught up on the past year.
Neither brought up their new black coworkers.
***************
Coach had a surprise for them the first day of work. Donna and Stella
had their own shower. It was a single stall with one locker, but it sure
beat sharing with the guys. "I wanted to do something for you two," said
the Coach, "since you're both valuable employees.
"Thanks Coach," they said in unison. Both women knew the Coach was
probably more worried about being sued then for the kindness of his
heart, but they'd wanted seperate showers for years.
Everyone seemed so excited to start the new season, but after changing
into their red swimsuits, the men seemed subdued again, well the whites
anyway, the blacks still seemed pretty gung ho. Coach Morrison handed
out their roster for the day. Stella was assigned with Hans, a good
lookiing blonde Adonis, but also an arrogant jerk in her opinion. "Hey
Donna, who you got?" Stella wondered if Donna might switch, though it
was frowned upon.
"Devon."
"That's me, pretty lady," said a black with a thick island accent.
Stella recognized him as the black man that had been first on the beach
during tryouts. The man was an amazing swimmer and athlete, but she was
in no hurry to get stuck with any blacks. "See ya at quiting time," said
Stella. The other blacks had seemed to defer to Devon as if he were a
natural leader.
The day got off to a slow start, as did the season. In two weeks
Memorial day would be upon them and the crowds would hit. In June the
senior week teens would swarm the beach like locusts, "June Bugs" they
were called. July and August would be nonstop crowds. There would be
saves every day, rip currents sending all the lifguards in and out of
the water, and most of all stupid tourist questions.
"So ready to go out with me yet?" asked Hans.
"Maybe next year," Stella replied. Hans chuckled. That had been her
response every year for the last three. "I've been dating a guy at
school." Hans didn't really want her to go out with him. He just wanted
to get laid now before the hordes of women arrived to throw themselves a
him. The male lifeguards were almost all pigs. Few were faithful and
most dumped their girlfriends just before summer. They often traded
women around, she'd heard of a couple threesomes, and worst of all they
were known to have blow job parties where one girl serviced all the men.
Stella had made the mistake of dating a coworker her first year only to
catch him screwing a June bug. Luckily, he had only guarded that one
year. Hans turned his attention on a lone female sunbather. The woman
was slightly chubby, low quality for summer, not bad for this time of
year. Hans got a date and Stella knew he'd be getting laid tonight.
Later, Stella stood by the locker while Donna got her shower. She let
her gaze run down Donna's full chest and felt a little envious though
her breasts got Donna a lot of male attention and Stella was happy to be
left alone.
"Hans asked me out again," said Stella, "and got his standard answer."
Donna laughed and got out of the shower. She hesitated then said, "Devon
asked me out too."
"You turned him down right?" Stella was concerned for her friend
"Of course, but I almost said yes."
"Don't date a lifeguard Donna," warned Stella, "You know what they're
like." Stella dropped her towel and showered.
"And Devon's no different. He found someone to go out with tonight. I
tell you he's one sexy man though. Those muscles, that accent. I
couldn't stop thinking about him all day, especialy his..."
"His what?"
"Stella, I swear to you this is no lie. It looked like he had a snake in
his pants. His penis must be gigantic. I could see the outline of it's
tip and it looked as big as a golf ball.
"Surely, it was an illusion?"
"I don't think so. It swelled several times. Once when he asked me out
and again when the woman he asked out, came up to the stand. I wouldn't
believe me either, but I know what I saw. When she accepted, that big
head moved three inches and nearly came out of his shorts. Then the
whole thing swelled up and he got this obscene bulge under his shorts.
He adjusted it up and it stayed like that for over an hour."
"Wow!" said Stella though she was still Cuckold Vid Black Cock Sex ass. After half a dozen
strokes, he pulled off her sweater and bra, forced her hands
behind her back, and showed her off fully naked to the other two.
Wilbur unzipped his fly, took out a large, thick, erect cock. He
said that he heard she liked to suck a prick after a spanking, so
let her get over here and get down on this one. Joe forced her
over to him, forced her to kneel down, and now pinching her
nipples hard, made her open her mouth and take Wilbur's prick in
it and suck it. This went on for a while until Wilbur could hold
back no longer, and suddenly exploded, shooting a large, thick,
oily load of hot cream.
Ali felt sick at the sensation. Her behind felt aflame from the
leather strap. She had sucked her second cock in two days, and
for the second time, was incredibly excited. All she wanted to
do was to go alone to her bedroom so that she might lie nude on
her bed, and to think about this event....and to play. Nobody
stopped her. She grabbed her clothes and walked, her body
jiggling in its youthful beauty, as she climbed the stairs to the
second floor. Joe, watching, was hard and excited. Jess said to
him, "you think she still got her cherry?"
Joe thought that she did. He also thought that his cock was hard
as iron and that he had to do something. He walked up the stairs
after Ali, and while standing in the hall outside her closed
door, stripped nude. He tried the door. It was closed, but not
locked. He forced his way in, and noting that she was in the
bathroom, lay nude on her back, his rigid prick standing straight
up. He heard the toilet flush, the water faucet in the wash
stand go on, and then off, and then the door opened and out came
Ali, nude.
She looked up at the bed, saw him, and gasped. "Get over here,
bitch," he said. "Right now!!"
He looked at her as she stood there staring at him. She looked a
great deal like her mother, the same large, very shapely breasts,
the same full hips, the same marvelous, full ass and full thighs.
Ali's nipples were full but her aurioles were smaller, but they
were the same shade of brown, and the nipples were erect- just
like mama's. Ali's pubic triangle, the same color brown as
mama's, was not quite so thick. All in all, Ali looked like she
would be a marvelous fuck, exactly like her mother was, warm,
responsive, wildly passionate. Well, maybe she wouldn't be all
that great at first, but she could be taught to be a marvelous
fuck, and Joe decided that no better time to start than right
now.
Ali now knew what Joe wanted. In two days experience, she had
learned that after a man spanks you, he insists on having his
cock sucked. She supposed that Joe was going to demand that from
her, and she approached him. He grabbed her, flipped her up on
the bed next to him, pulled her thighs roughly apart, and with
surprising gentleness, inserted a finger into her pussy. It was
creamy wet, like he had an idea it might be. He bent forward,
stared at it, thinking that there is no sight on this earth like
young, brand new cunt. To her surprise, he touched her pussy
with his lips, thrust out his tongue, and tasted her. He loved
the feeling and she responded immediately, unconsciously, her
hips now moving in a parody of the movement of intercourse,
responding to the tongue fucking that she was getting. In what
seemed only a second, her emotions began to boil over.
She could
feel herself rising towards that sensation that she got when she
played with herself alone in bed at night. She was going to
cummmmmmmmmmmmmm. But Joe stopped. He got above her, pulled her
legs wide Black Big Dicks
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Interacial Gangbangs she sat with both seemed to have large penises."
"Stella, every one of them has a foot long dick give or take an inch.
They're freaks. I've seen black men in the showers back in high school
or the gym and I've never seen anything like this. They walk around like
the own the place, they don't bother wrapping towels around their
waists. Their dicks swing around like big bananas and they seem to get
hard if the wind changes directions. Sit on the bench to put your shoes
on and there will be a big black dick in your face in seconds. It's like
they're rubbing their big size in our faces. Some of us aren't even
sticking around to shower. We... they get away from the blacks as fast
as they can."
"I get the picture." Once Fred started getting this off his chest, he
didn't seem to want to shut up about it.
"Brockman came in after me and immediately took his swimsuit off. He had
a huge erection and he strutted around bragging about what he was going
to do with it tonight. It never shrank an inch, Stella and it was still
hard when he left."
"Don't worry, Donna said she'd behave herself tonight."
"I'm not worried." Fred gave a nervous chuckle. "No woman could handle a
penis that big. Those men might be big, but they got to be frustrated as
hell. Goodnight."
"Goodnight." Stella watched him walk up the stairs. She could tell he
was bothered by the black thing. It made him feel inferior. Yet, when
they were dating Donna had confided that Fred was the best lover she'd
ever had. Fred sure was good looking, if he wasn't such a male slut,
Stella would even consider going out with him. Stella went to their
living room to wait up for Donna, but she still hadn't returned long
after last call so Stella went to bed.
Donna was in the shower when Stella got up. "You were out late," said
Stella when her turn for the shower came up.
"I had a little too much to drink and fell asleep on Brock's couch."
"Wasn't someone using it?"
"No, the brothers actually have a very nice apartment with plenty of
bedrooms. One of them has to have some money. Most of them didn't come
home anyway."
"You look like you didn't get any sleep." Stella didn't want to say that
Donna looked horrible. Donna's cheeks were swollen and she walked like
someone who had ridden a horse too long, like her joints were aching.
Stella hoped her friend wasn't coming down with the flu.
That day Donna got another black named Cassius and Stella got Brockman
who was every bit the obnoxious jerk she thought he was. He did have a
big bulge.
Brockman was a very sexy man and Stella to her disgust found herself
attracted to him. Rubbing up against his nearly nude muscular body was
very distracting and arrousing. He openly stared at her body. "How'd you
like to do something tonight baby? he asked.
"Ass hole, Donna's one of my best friends."
Brockman picked up her hand and pulled it towards his crotch. Stella
jerked her hand back. "That won't work with me."
"Donna didn't tell you what a good time she had with Brock the cock last
night?"
"Liar, I know she didn't sleep with you."
"You'll come around." Brockman turned away from her and waved a teen
girl over to him. Soon he had a date that night. Stella felt so bad for
her friend, but Donna had been warned not to date a lifeguard. The
blacks may be new this year, but they were learning fast.
Donna dropped a bombshell back at the locker room when Stella told her
about Brock. . "It's ok Stella, I'm going out with Cassius tonight. I'm
going to skip dinner and take a nap before our date."
Stella was stunned and even more stunned when Donna came out for her
date. "How do I look?" asked Donna spinning around.
"Like a slut."
"It's not that bad." Yesterday, Donna had been sexy and beautiful in the
sundress. Today, she was wearing a short skirt and a halter top. Her
stomach was bare and sexy, though a little pale as female lifeguards all
wore one piece suits. The top was little more then titty huggers.
Donna's large breasts bounced freely, unconfined by a bra and even worse
Donna's nipples were rock hard clearly visible through her top. "I think
I look nice. That's it I gotta get going."
"Isn't Cassius meeting you here?" Stella couldn't remember which one he
was.
"No, I'm meeting him at the beach bar. Don't wait up."
***************
The next day, Stella was partnered with Fred. He kept bugging her for
information on Donna's date. "She says nothing happened, but she got
drunk and crashed on the couch."
"Oh," said Fred quietly. "That's what she used to tell people when we
were dating. She never slept on my couch though."
"I don't think she slept with him. He made a date with a girl for the
next night and Donna didn't seem to care. She even made a date with
Cassius."
"What? Another black guy?"
"It doesn't seem to bother her. Don't worry about Donna, she's not a
slut."
Donna was a slut and Stella found that out when she got back to the
lifeguard station. Stella understood the stunned expressions on the
white guard's faces now. Donna was kneeling in the shower sucking on a
pair of black balls. The massive foot long penis was superimposed over
her face as big as she had said and the man's balls were more the size
of large fruits then the more typical nuts. Neither noticed her watching
them and Cumbang Netload Mixed Marriages very hard spanking, bringing her to tears
immediately. He quickly decided that this would not be enough.
He took off her shoes, pulled the jeans and panties entirely off
of her, spanked her again, even harder than before, and then
removed her sweater. And then he noticed that her bra was
unhooked and her breasts bare. She was now nude, badly scared,
and very badly spanked-- and crying hysterically. Even more so
when her step father pulled her legs apart and tested her
virginity by thrusting a long finger into her pussy, very
painfully.
He went no further with her. He simply left the room, but turned
on the hall light in the process. In the dim glow, she
discovered that Walter had been there the entire time, listening,
watching. And very soon, Walter was as nude as she was, his
rigid cock erect, large, pointing at her. Walter grabbed her
hair, held her, played with her breasts, with her ass. He too
stuck his finger into her cunt. And then Walter pulled her face
down and told her that he was going to teach her to respect him,
to do as she was told. He rubbed his erect cock against her
lips, slapped her in the face and demanded that she kiss it. Now
absolutely terrified, she did what he demanded, opened her mouth
when ordered to, sucked his hard prick, and soon felt the
disgusting sensation of him cumming in her mouth and ordering her
to swallow it down.
Walter left the room, leaving Ali alone, frightened and
disgusted. She sneaked upstairs to her bedroom, undressed, and
got naked into bed. She thought about the awful events of this
day- the fun she had petting at the party, and then the terrible
sensation of being stripped naked and spanked by that terrible
man, her step-father. And what Walter did, well, that was
incredible, awful, disgusting, showing her his nasty prick, so
ugly, so hard, making her hold it that way, and making her kiss
it and suck it, too. And think of that, the terrible thing,
making her take it in her mouth and suck it, and then squirting
her mouth full and forcing her to swallow it all down. How
disgusting!!!! One thing she was glad of- that he did not try to
fuck her. That would really have been bad news. Still, both he
and his father had stuffed a finger into her pussy, and that was
really a first for her .She suddenly felt very excited, ran her
own hands over her body, massaged her upstanding breasts and
their now very erect nipples. And when she rubbed her hands over
her cunny, as mama had taught her never to do, it now felt
creamy, excited. A finger teased its way inside. And very soon,
she had brought herself to a wild orgasm, cumming once and very
soon, again.
The following day, Ali tried hard not to think about last night's
events. She thought for a second about calling her mother in
Texas, but she knew that her mother would have been furious with
her for staying out late and especially for drinking, and she was
really afraid that all that it would get her would have been a
further, much more thorough spanking. Her mama believed in the
old adage, "spare the rod and spoil the child" and Ali had real
memories to prove that her mother didn't just talk about
spanking, she believed in it and practiced it. She was perfectly
willing to take a leather strap to Ali's big naked bottom and to
spank her until she was screaming hysterically, begging for
mercy.
Mama did not care that the whole house could hear it when
Ali got punished. They could hear every stroke, every scream.
And every cock in the house was erect while this went on. Joe,
Ali's stepfather would hear and wait with 
June Summers Blacks On Cougars Deep Throat Black Cock thin frame. Her belly was a little too white as she hadn't had
much free time to sunbath. Her stomach hardened and ridges appeared.
"Damn look at those abs," said Tiny. "Turn around let me see your back
muscles."
His gaze was so admiring that Stella felt very smug, but also
embarrassed. Her nipples were hardening, pushing the bikini top out. She
turned around realizing she was exposing her bare ass. Her ass was
neither big nor small, but it was very smooth and hard. Stella slowly
lowered herself and turned around, sitting down so that her chest was
covered by water. Her face turned red as she realized Tim was still
staring intently at her. "So Devon, who owns this place?" she asked as
Tim handed her a beer.
"Solomon KIng of King Enterprises."
"Isn't he one of the wealthiest African-Americans in New York?"
"Actually, THE wealthiest in the state and top ten in the country. He
just bought the pharmaceutical plant outside town."
The four joked and talked for awhile finishing their drinks. Donna
leaned against Devon and their hands were busy underwater. "Tiny, could
you hand me another beer?" asked Stella.
Stella saw there was nothing tiny about the black man when he stood. His
thick, plump shaft appeared as the big black man reached over towards
the cooler and got a beer.
"You're not wearing a bathingsuit!"
"Nope, didn't bring one."
"Sea serpent!" shouted Donna giggling. Devon's huge cock head broke the
surface of the water and reared up, moving left then right. Donna was
gripping it beneath the water and moving it around. Devon raised himself
out of the water and Donna turned around swallowing what looked like a
foot long shaft.
Tiny raised himself up and sat on the edge, his long cock dangling in
the water. He watched Donna giving Devon the bow job and his cock
suddenly extended an inch and began to rise out of the water. He glanced
longingly towards Stella.
"Oh go suck him off before I ask him to join me and Devon," said Donna
pausing in her blow job while Devon pulled her bikini top off.
"I-I'm not that kind of person," Stella said staring at Tiny's now hard
cock.
Is it cause I'm black?" asked Tiny.
"No, I've just met you. I don't sleep around."
"It's my cock isn't it? You don't like it."
"No Tim, it's fine. It's huge."
"Now I know you're lying."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm a runt. Why do you think they call me Tiny? At least it's thinker
then most to make up for it's shortness."
Devon was busy guiding Donna's head up and down his cock, but chimed in,
"You forget Tiny, you're small for a black man. Stella probably never
had black cock before so you're probably huge to the little white pricks
she's seen."
Stella wouldn't have believed this a month ago. Tiny's cock was almost
eleven inches long and very thick. This was small! This was small enough
they gave him a derogatory nickname?
Tiny stood and waded towards her. "Is Devon right? Is this big to you?"
"Yes." Stella stared at it in awe hovering just inches above her head.
Tim was so tall, she was staring up at two huge, sperm filled nuts.
Stella was holding her beer. Tiny reached down and took it from her,
guiding her hand over to his cock. Her fingers wrapped around it. "Does
it feel big to you?"
"Yes, it's huge." Stella carressed it awed by his size.
"Taste it Stella," said Donna.
Stella looked away from Tiny's black cock and at Donna. Both she and
Devon were staring intently at her wanting to see her taste her first
black cock.
"I can't do this," she said standing and climbing out of the tub.
"You don't know what you're missing," said Donna.
"Go suck on Tiny," whispered Devon in Donna's ear.
"Yeah," groaned Tiny as Donna took his cock in her mouth. "You're no
fuckin tease like your friend. You're a black cock suckin white slut."
"So is Stella, mon," said Devon. "She don't know it yet. Smell that
chlorine. Why don't you go see how Stella's doing?"
The chlorine in the tub! It was covering up his pheromones. Stella had
touched his cock and she wasn't Xcite horny nor were his pheromones
affecting her. Maybe she was a little drunk, but she was curious about
black cock. He pushed Donna back off his cock and left the tub.
Stella was sitting on a bench near the shower holding her head in her
hands out of sight of the hot tub. She heard a foot step and looked up.
Stella was staring right at Tiny's cock. "I wanted to check up on you,"
he said. The fat monster looked different now. It was wet and
glistening. It was also rampant like men get when extremely aroused. Her
nipples now grew painfully erect and her pussy got wet. He smelled of
sex, the same powerful odor she had detected watching Donna and Cassius
fuck in the shower. A sight and smell she'd never forget. She wanted it.
She had wanted it for awhile, but had been fighting it. Stella snapped.
She pushed her nose into his crotch and inhaled deeply. "Suck it," said
Tiny.
Stella breathed deeply through her nose again, then kissed her way up
his cock. She grabbed the base to steady it and ran her tongue around
the head. Soon she was taking the tip in her mouth and sucking on it.
Stella choked as it hit her throat, but relaxed her gag reflex and
forced more in. She breathed through her nose, the smell only making her
want it more. Soon she was sucking Monica Sweetheart Blacks On Blondes because if mama did hear, she might go the final step..
to send her off to school at her aunt's house, in Indiana. And
that aunt was somebody who really frightened Ali. That aunt ran
a special school, for problem children, and Ali knew exactly what
the aunt thought was the best method to treat the seat of the
problem. And she cringed at the possibility. Yes, Ali was going
to have to be very careful.
Right now, however, she did not have to worry. Walter was being
very nice to her, gently stroking her nipples and then kissing
them, running his finger into her hot, humid pussy, giving her
very deep soul kisses. She was holding his cock, holding it
gently, stroking it back and forth, and she was getting even more
excited. He was thinking about the sight as she rode on top of
Joe, and decided that he wanted to try it that way, and he
whispered in her ear that he would really like it if she would
come on top. She was glad to. She still did not especially like
Walter, but she certainly did like the things he did to her and
the things he taught her to do. She just loved the feeling,
riding on the top this way, his cock up high and hard into her
cream. Soon enough, she came for him as he gently pinched her
nipples. He squirted again. And they stayed together for
another hour, that night, fucked one more time later before he
finally did go back to his room.
Ali was being very careful the next day at school, saying nothing
at all about it. But after school, she just was too confused,
too excited not to share it with her best friend Sally. She
didn't name names, but just told Sally in general terms what had
happened, that she had been fucked now both fore and aft, and
that she had sucked a prick all the way a few times. Sally
flipped, demanded details, and promised to say nothing. All Ali
said was that Walter had won the big prize. Sally gasped, and
promised to keep her promise of silence. And she did....except
for one tiny little mention of it to her older sister ......who,
of course told her cousin (in complete secrecy)....who told her
girlfriend, who told her mother. By the next day, Ali's mother,
in Texas, had a call that said (in confidence, of course) that
Ali had been fucking the whole school. And Ali's mother was on
the next plane for home, murder in her eyes, and a brand new
leather razor strop in her suitcase. She had purchased it that
day at a barber supply company in Dallas, and had very definite
ideas of exactly what she was going to do with it. She was going
to use it as an artist's pen, to draw a very pretty picture on a
certain naked ass. And when she got through, maybe that person
would not be able to sit down for a week. And that person was
also going to get another treat she did not expect.
Mama had made another purchase- a few ginger suppositories....
the old fashioned Figg that had been used even in Victorian times
to tame a recalcitrant wildcat. The suppositories were designed
for show horse.......inserted in the show horse's anus, it very
quickly made the horse raise her tail in a beautiful attitude.
Inserted in the anus of a young lady, when it melted it made her
try, desperately, to excrete it out, to shit her guts out to cool
off the burning sensation. Nothing would help....The fire would
blaze for a few hours, or at least until she had been given a
hot-oil enema. And she would never,but never, forget it. But
another thing- she would be going to a new school after next
week, that was for sure, and she might just learn a few lessons
there that she never thought of before. 
Bree Olson Blacks On Blondes was good. Even hugging a big
breasted babe like Donna, Stella could see Fred was still distracted
about something. She wanted to ask him about it, but then the blacks
came out of the locker room dressed and joking around with each other.
The Coach stood up from his desk. "Thanks for coming team. I'll see you
all in May, call me in a couple weeks for your schedules."
Booker stopped by Donna and Stella. "Me and the brothers are hitting
happy hour. You two want to come?"
"No thanks," said Stella. "We're gonna have a quiet dinner to catch up
then were both heading home tonight, back to the real world tomorrow."
"Well see ya next month," Booker winked at them and joined the gang.
Stella didn't care for black people too much, especially black men, but
there was something attractive about Booker. The black man's presence
was just incredibly masculine. Even, cocky, confident Fred standing
beside them looked a little uncomfortable.
The two women went to one of their favorite restaurants, a Mexican joint
for dinner and margarittas. There they caught up on the past year.
Neither brought up their new black coworkers.
***************
Coach had a surprise for them the first day of work. Donna and Stella
had their own shower. It was a single stall with one locker, but it sure
beat sharing with the guys. "I wanted to do something for you two," said
the Coach, "since you're both valuable employees.
"Thanks Coach," they said in unison. Both women knew the Coach was
probably more worried about being sued then for the kindness of his
heart, but they'd wanted seperate showers for years.
Everyone seemed so excited to start the new season, but after changing
into their red swimsuits, the men seemed subdued again, well the whites
anyway, the blacks still seemed pretty gung ho. Coach Morrison handed
out their roster for the day. Stella was assigned with Hans, a good
lookiing blonde Adonis, but also an arrogant jerk in her opinion. "Hey
Donna, who you got?" Stella wondered if Donna might switch, though it
was frowned upon.
"Devon."
"That's me, pretty lady," said a black with a thick island accent.
Stella recognized him as the black man that had been first on the beach
during tryouts. The man was an amazing swimmer and athlete, but she was
in no hurry to get stuck with any blacks. "See ya at quiting time," said
Stella. The other blacks had seemed to defer to Devon as if he were a
natural leader.
The day got off to a slow start, as did the season. In two weeks
Memorial day would be upon them and the crowds would hit. In June the
senior week teens would swarm the beach like locusts, "June Bugs" they
were called. July and August would be nonstop crowds. There would be
saves every day, rip currents sending all the lifguards in and out of
the water, and most of all stupid tourist questions.
"So ready to go out with me yet?" asked Hans.
"Maybe next year," Stella replied. Hans chuckled. That had been her
response every year for the last three. "I've been dating a guy at
school." Hans didn't really want her to go out with him. He just wanted
to get laid now before the hordes of women arrived to throw themselves a
him. The male lifeguards were almost all pigs. Few were faithful and
most dumped their girlfriends just before summer. They often traded
women around, she'd heard of a couple threesomes, and worst of all they
were known to have blow job parties where one girl serviced all the men.
Stella had made the mistake of dating a coworker her first year only to
catch him screwing a June bug. Luckily, he had only guarded that one
year. Hans turned his attention on a lone female sunbather. The woman
was slightly chubby, low quality for summer, not bad for this time of
year. Hans got a date and Stella knew he'd be getting laid tonight.
Later, Stella stood by the locker while Donna got her shower. She let
her gaze run down Donna's full chest and felt a little envious though
her breasts got Donna a lot of male attention and Stella was happy to be
left alone.
"Hans asked me out again," said Stella, "and got his standard answer."
Donna laughed and got out of the shower. She hesitated then said, "Devon
asked me out too."
"You turned him down right?" Stella was concerned for her friend
"Of course, but I almost said yes."
"Don't date a lifeguard Donna," warned Stella, "You know what they're
like." Stella dropped her towel and showered.
"And Devon's no different. He found someone to go out with tonight. I
tell you he's one sexy man though. Those muscles, that accent. I
couldn't stop thinking about him all day, especialy his..."
"His what?"
"Stella, I swear to you this is no lie. It looked like he had a snake in
his pants. His penis must be gigantic. I could see the outline of it's
tip and it looked as big as a golf ball.
"Surely, it was an illusion?"
"I don't think so. It swelled several times. Once when he asked me out
and again when the woman he asked out, came up to the stand. I wouldn't
believe me either, but I know what I saw. When she accepted, that big
head moved three inches and nearly came out of his shorts. Then the
whole thing swelled up and he got this obscene bulge under his shorts.
He adjusted it up and it stayed like that for over an hour."
"Wow!" said Stella though she was still Black Cock Portal apart, and inserted the pointed tip of his very large,
uncircumcised cock into her warm, very wet, very excited vulva.
Slowly, gently, he entered, an inch or so at a time, withdrawing
half way, and then stroking further forward, hurting her only a
little bit....not nearly so much as the spanking he had given her
before.......until he was in all the way, full depth in gorgeous,
steamy virgin cunt. This was far too good to last, far too
exciting for him to be able to hold back his orgasm. After only
a few strokes, he was ready.........and noticed that she seemed
ready too, her hips wiggling wildly, her bottom thrusting up and
down. He came loudly into her, and felt her respond, felt her
cumm with him.
Suddenly, he heard the door open, and looking up he saw Jesse,
now standing nude, his long, black cock up erect. Joe got up and
went into the bathroom to shower. Jesse stayed, and so did Ali.
Jesse put her hand on his prick and made her stroke it. Then, he
reached over to her dresser, found a jar of cold cream. He
turned her over, stared at her absolutely gorgeous ass, thinking
as he had all evening that he would give a year of his life to be
able to fuck this one in the ass. He opened the jar, took a blob
of the cold cream, and inserted it into her slippery asshole.
She did not know about anal sex. It was something that the girls
had never talked about. She only knew that it felt very
different when he ran his finger deep into her. It did not hurt-
it just felt very tight, very strange, very intimate. And a
moment later, when he pulled apart her cheeks and put the tip of
his rigid dick against her rosette, he slowly forced it in, and
in one slow, long stroke, went all the way up there. She cried
out in surprise, but as he stroked back and forth slowly,
bringing himself to the verge of a quick orgasm. He tried to
hold back. But nothing was going to make this thing slow down
now, and with a grunt, squirted his huge load far into her
bowels.
Another hour passed. Ali lay sobbing, thoroughly confused. She
did not understand her reactions, the feeling of shame and guilt
that she felt for having done these things.........that, plus the
excitement and pleasure that she had gotten from it. She did not
know why people wanted to spank her, and then after they did,
they wanted to do these sexy things to her. Jesse had gone,
content with the idea of having had his chocolate rod all the way
up her anus. Wilbur was gone, having been thoroughly sucked off
by Ali and having squirted his load in her mouth. He was content
for now. Joe was content, but also a little bit concerned. No
question about it, this Ali was a great fuck, and would be
marvelous once she got some more experience. But Joe had to be
careful. No telling how his wife Stella was going to react to
the news that Joe had been fucking her daughter. Maybe he had
better prepare the news in a little different way. Maybe he
should let Stella think that Ali had been out fucking around a
lot, letting many guys take her pants off. If he did that, then
Stella would certainly beat the shit out of her......she would
give Ali a big thrashing with a heavy leather tawse. She would
take the skin of Ali's beautiful ass, but at least nothing that
Ali told her about Joe..and Walter...and Jessee...and
Wilbur..would be believed. Well, he still had a few days before
Stella got back from her mother's house in Texas. In the
meantime, he might as well give this choice young cunt some more
training.
He went back upstairs, again found Ali's door closed, but since
the lock did not