Black Dick En Black Chicks The passenger side door was ripped opened immediately after being unlocked. Carrie
was dragged out of the car by two of the gangmembers, as if they were starving animals
that hadn't eaten for days. Carrie was struggling and yelling
"NOOOOO!"......."PLEEEEEEAAAASE!" She was trying frantcally to hold on to the
passenger seat with her feet. In the struggle, her pumps fell off, and all that was left on
her feet were her ankle high lace socks. Each of the two gangmembers had an arm as
they dragged her from the car.
As soon as her legs were free from the car, two other
gangmembers each grabbed a leg, making it impossible for her white satin laced panties
not to be exposed. One of the gangmembers, a large man of about 6'4" named Tyrone
was the only black man to not have an arm or leg to hold.
He was satnding behind the
two blacks that each had a leg, so as soon as Carrie's feet were lifted off the ground, he
had a straight up shot of her satin laced panties, and said "Got Damn", "I aint never had
me no white pussy, but it look like my luck gonna be changiiiiinnnn' toooonite".
One of
the other blacks, who was at least 6'5" and seemed to be the leader of the gang, who they
called"Meat", and Carrie would find out later why, said, "Afta me mutha fucka,..........but
not here"! "Let's load da pussy in da van"!
It was cold outside, and Carrie's nipples were showing through her white silk button-
down blouse as they hurried her to the van. She was now cryin' and whimperin', and her
sik mini-skirt, in all the commotion, was now hiked up just above her panties. Two of
the lower buttons on her silk blouse had been torn in the struggle, so the bottom portion
of her white satin lace bra was exposed, showing the curve of her breast caressed by the
satin and lace. The blacks were like a pack of wolves, about to devour their prey!
During the struggle, Carrie got glimpses of each one of them viewing Black Dick En Black Chicks ma'am, well be right down the street in our van, monitoring the situation the
whole time. These guys are really scum. They prey on innocent, unsuspecting women, just
like yourself. Who knows how many women they have violated? Who knows how many more they
will molest unless we stop them? We can't do it without your help, ma'am. For the good of
your community, for the good of society, you have to help us."
Christy hesitated before answering. "I . . . guess you're right, I have no choice.
I . . . I'll do what ever you need me to."
Before she knew it a team of agents stormed into her house, setting up their spying
gear. They planted tiny wires in every room. She asked if they could really see through
those things and they explained that they even had rotate and zoom capabilities. They had
her sign some kind of release for the equipment, she didn't really understand it. She asked
if she should tell her husband.
"Well ma'am, anything you tell your husband is of course up to you. Once we have these
guys in custody the tapes will speak for themselves, so your involvement will be over. They
only come around during the week days so your husband won't ever be disturbed. There really
isn't any reason for him to know about this setup and the fewer people who know about an
undercover operation, the safer it is for everyone."
"Now, here's what we need you to do," started Agent Smith. "It's very important that
you don't make any suggestions to these guys. That would be entrapment. Let them take the
lead and just go along with whatever they say. Just don't take any initiative yourself.
Got it?" Christy nodded and he continued, "We want these guys to know that they can try
and run their scam so you have to seem . . . available. It's best if your wearing something
suggestive, like a nightgown. When they make their initial pitch at the door, tell them you
are interested and let them in the house. Then you can offer them something to drink,
something alcoholic. It'll send them signals. Get excited when they explain the insurance
plan. Hesitate when they suggest the on-the-spot physical but then go along with it. Got it?"
"Well I . . . I won't actually have to take the physical, will I?"
"We will be monitoring the whole time and we'll stop them before things go too far, Ok?"
"Ok," Christy said with noticeable uncertainty in her voice.
Agent Jenkins exited her bedroom with some of her clothes on his arm. "We want you to
wear this," he said, "it will be perfect."
Christy's mouth dropped open. "Are sure I have to wear this?" The outfit agent Jenkins
selected was a very sheer blue teddy Todd had gotten for her on their first anniversary. She
had never worn it because it was just too embarrassing. It was basically just a thin piece of
cloth wrapped around her torso that had a ribbon that tied between her breasts. Two straps
ran over her shoulders, holding it up, and the fabric only ran went down as far as her hips.
The front hung open below the ribbon, exposing her belly and the see-thru powder blue thong
panties that went with it. Christy felt very uncomfortable at the idea of wearing it,
especially in front of total strangers. But the FBI agents must know what they were doing,
she figured. She would just have to trust them.
After they finished wiring the house the agents all cleared out. Christy went into the
bedroom to change into the teddy. She started to unzip her dress but then had the uncomfortable
feeling she was being watched. Looking around she couldn't find any cameras but she had seen
agents come into the bedroom with their equipment, so she knew the bugs must be in here. There
couldn't be any cameras in the bathroom, she thought, so she went in there to strip. Even so,
Christy hunched over when undressing and faced into the shower. She slid out of her dress and
underwear as fast as she could and put on the sheer teddy and panties.
She looked in the mirror and was horrified to see that her breasts were Aurora Snow Black Cock Gangbang Tyrone
rips here silk blouse open, aggresively enough to make her body move from side to side a
good six inches in both directions, as she thinks to herself,.........Oh my God!,.......it's
starting!
The other black gangmembers start getttin' into it, yelling,....fuck yeah!, tear it
apart mutha fucka!,rip da clothes off this white bitch!!! Her heart started racing wildly,
and she started wiggling, saying, NOOOOO! PLEEEAAASE!!!! Jammer leaned forward
from her feet to her mid-section on all fours with a hand on the floor of the van firmly on
each side of her small waist to keep her from wiggling left to right.
Tyrone pulled his knife out and started ripping her silk blouse off of her body. She was crying,
but stopped wiggling because to this point, she hadn't seen a weapon, and she didn't want to get cut
while he was ripping away her silk blouse. As she heard her blouse being ripped away,
she knew her other clothing stood no chance either. He ripped through her blouse with
ease and tore it out from underneath her. He handed the knife to Jammer, who was in a
straight up position from her feet on all fours. She was crying and
begging,...."PLEEEEAAAASE"!,.."STOOOPPP"!
Jammer took the knife with his right
hand and moved it up towards her white satin laced bra. Rip that mutha fucka off!!!!,
Tyrone yelled!! Tyrone aggressively lifted up her white satin lace bra from the center
between her breast pulling her up off the floor of the van about six inches, Jammer
immediately places the knife under the satin bra, and with one swift motion, ripped open
the satin bra causing Carrie to fall back to her original position. This drives the black
men wild and they yell in approval, including Meat, as Jammer continues to rip at her
satin bra. In no time, it is shredded and tossed out of the window of the van with her
satin blouse as they drive down the road.
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Cuckold Wikipedia she said, opening the door so they could
see her outfit. She bent her knees to the side a little and spread open her arms. "See?"
"That's certainly nothing to be embarrassed about," Sam said, desperately trying to
keep his jaw from dropping to the floor. Christy could see the lust in their faces, a look
no one had ever given her before, and it felt kind of excited. Her diving coach in high
school was the last person to tell her she had a great body, but that had pretty much been
the last time she had shown it to anyone, besides her husband. Even he only ever saw her
undressed on rare occasion, and always when the lights were out. Either way, Todd wasn't
very forth coming with compliments. She weighed the same as she did in high school and she
knew that her figure, 37C-29-33, was the same as Madonna's, according to People magazine,
but it was flattering to actually have someone acknowledge her as attractive. Inviting the
men in, Cindy turned to lead them into the living room. She heard low moans and figured they
must have noticed her round, half-covered ass. She thought she head their hands slap in a
high-five.
Once in the living room, she motioned to the sofa for them to sit, and then she offered
them a drink. They nodded and she went to pour some scotch from the liquor cabinet. She heard
some mumbles from the sofa as she bent over to get the glasses out of the lower drawer. As
she walked to the sofa she couldn't help but notice how the men were trying to not be obvious
about the fact that their eyes were staring at her body. The teddy swung open with each step,
exposing her cleavage.
Christy sat on the sofa between the two men. Sam took his drink and introduced the
black man, Terrance Davis, as a licensed medical technician. They shook hands. Christy felt
a tingle as his large hand covered hers. Both men were about 6 foot and looked to be in
great shape. They couldn't have been more than 23.
Sam placed a brochure on her bare thighs as he moved closer to her. Her teddy hung wide
open under her breasts, exposing her body covered only by skimpy panties. Sam explained the
comprehensive coverage to her, illustrated in the brochure. He pointed to a pie chart on the
first page and then rested his hand on the corner of the brochure, which was resting on her
knee. When his warm hand touched her bare flesh she shivered. Christy quickly swallowed her
drink down. She noticed that while both men's heads were turned towards the brochure in her
lap, their eyes were locked on the barely covered breasts in front of them. She was very
embarrassed to see that her nipples had become erect and were sticking straight out. Terrance
started to breath loudly. Christy couldn't really focus on what Sam was saying. His fingers
began playing with the corner of the paper and also, therefore, lightly fondling her knee.
Christy looked up to try and see if any cameras were looking at them but couldn't find any of
the spying devices. Sam asked her is she liked what she heard.
"Oh yes," she replied, "this is really an amazing plan."
"Then we can sign you up today," insisted Sam.
"Well, I'll have to talk to my husband first."
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Simmons, but Worldwide is only able to offer this plan to customers
that sign up at the presentation. The rates will almost double if you wait."
"Oh gosh, I don't know what to do," said Christy.
"I'll tell you what we can do. Let's fill out all the information forms. We can see
if you even qualify for this plan. If you do, then you can make your decision."
"Hmm . . . that sounds reasonable."
Sam asked several basic biographical questions about Christy and her husband. When he
finished filling out the application he asked Christy when she last had a physical.
"About a year ago."
"Worldwide can't issue this policy unless you've had a physical within the last month.
Mr. Davis here is a licensed nurse and will be able to perform the required tests for you."
Before Christy could respond Terrance Black Cock Society Blacks On Cougars Pics between the two
vehicles before driving away with their little white girl and her vehicle.
They were about forty five minutes away from their hangout, which was a crackhouse.
The rap music was pounding once again in the van, as it had been when they first pulled
up to Carrie's vehicle. They were passing around a joint and drinking beer, talkin' their
shit about how they ain't never fucked no white bitch before. They had Carrie lying on
her back on an old blanket, with her arms stretched above her head and Bone holding her
by the hands to ensure they remained extended.
Iggy had her by the feet, and from his
vantage point, he could see straight up her silk mini skirt, to her white satin laced panties,
which showed a well defined line of her vagina lips pressing through the satin laced
panties as if her vagina was trying to escape. They were makin' Carrie take hits off the
joint, which normally for her, isn't a problem if she's with a couple of close friends or by
herself because everytime she smokes pot, she gets real paranoid, and she hates that
feeling. She really doesn't smoke it that often anyway. She was thinkin' to herself,........"I
definitely don't need this right now"! As she layed there held down by Bone and Iggy,
she started feeling stoned almost immediately, and she could tell that this was potent
marajuana.
Feeling her heartbeat was intensifying because of the marajuana, she could
feel everything more intensly now,... the hands that were holding her feet and hands,
were strong, and she could feel their stregnth through their grip. She felt a breeze going
up her silk skirt, that barely covered her white satin laced panties. Her mind really
started flashing on a variety of thoughts that were inconsistent with each
other.........."Where are they taking me?..."Where's my boyfriend"? "Why didn't I learn to
tie my shoes earlier than the age of six?" "Where will I 
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over her as Terrance pushed her left knee up to her shoulder and pushed her right knee away
from her body. He moved his hips to swing his cockhead to her damp pussy lips. Christy
quivered in anticipation. With a quick thrust he plunged his black cock a good six inches
deep inside her aching pussy. That was further than her husband had ever been. Both men began
pumping rapidly in and out of her.
"Holy shit! Look at that little slut," shouted one of the FBI agents in the van,
stroking his dick through his pants. "She is going to town on those guys!"
"Maybe we should break in now," offered the youngest agent, more anxiously this time.
"This isn't really protocol, is it?"
"In a couple of minutes, kid. A couple of more minutes of this and we'll have an iron
tight case against these guys," replied Agent Smith, starting to squeeze his own dick.
Back inside the house, both men had taken their cocks out of Christy. An instant pang
of disappointment passed over her. Were the FBI here? Sam grabbed her shoulders and turned
her around, pushing her on all fours. She was still on top of the sofa. He was now behind
her and Terrance's big wet black cock dangled in front of her face. It seemed to point
straight at her mouth. She had never seen anything so powerful looking. His cock was at
least ten inches long and thicker than Vienna sausage. That's what it looked like, a big
black Kielbasa.
Sam ripped the teddy from around her waist and tossed it across the room. He grabbed
both her ass cheeks and spread them wide apart as his hard dick started thrusting deep into
her pussy. She was completely filled by the giant tool. She was starting to feel delirious
from these new sensations, being fucked like a cheap slut. Terrance slapped his solid cock
against the side of Christy's face. The pain brought her mind back into focus. She looked up
at Terrance as he wagged his cock before her. She obediently opened her mouth wide and
engulfed the giant black dickhead. The head filled her mouth completely. Terrance pushed his
hips forward, forcing half his cock down her throat in one stroke. Christy tried to relax her
muscles so she could accommodate these gigantic sex sticks. Terrance grabbed the sides of her
head and began pumping in and out rapidly, literally fucking her mouth. Both men fell into a
quick rhythm, ramming their dicks in her open holes. Christy never imagined feeling so full.
After a few minutes of this hot action, they again pulled their dicks out of her. Before
Christy knew what was happening, Terrance had slid underneath her. With his hands on her hips
he guided her body up, and over his. He brought her groin to his, maneuvering her pussy onto
his rigid black flagpole. Christy couldn't wait to feel him inside of her again. She had never
felt like this before. She felt a pang of guilt as Terrance lowered her down onto his dick,
cramming his hard man meat deep inside her pussy. Christy reminded herself that she was doing
this for her country, for the FBI and for all women out there who might be molested by
these . . . bad men. She started humping him, building up speed, riding his cock faster and
faster. Her pussy was on fire.
Sam pushed her down from behind. Her face was right in front of Terrance's. He stuck
his tongue down her throat. She had never kissed a man like that before. He muffled the scream
she let out when she felt Sam's dick press into her asshole. His cockhead pried apart her
closed sphincter. He forced his cock in, jamming her dark hole full of his meat. People
aren't suppose to fuck like that, she thought, gasping for breath. She was paralyzed by the
pleasure/pain filling her body and was powerless to stop him.
Sam began thrusting his hips rapidly, slamming more and more of his dick down her
asshole. Both cocks pistoned in and out of her. The men moved in well practiced unison.
Terrance squeezed her tits hard as Christy Cuckold Maid in front of these strange men,
brought on some natural animal instincs of being dominated, that somehow turned her on
a little, although there was still fear of the unknown. All four of the black men kept
repositioning themselves so they could each enjoy having their straight on shot of her
vagina with her legs spread. They continued rubbing closely in the area of her vagina
and inner thigh, occassionally running their fingers accross the top of her vagina with no
seeming intention to stop on it. It was a strange feeling for her,....being frightened and
feeling stimulated at the same time. She was still influenced however, by the intensity of
the marajuana they had made her smoke.
It was so odd for her to be in this position
where her vagina is thrust up in the air with all these angry black men checkin' her out as
if she was their little slave girl. Her pink nipples were now as hard as rocks,.....and
Tyrone noticed a tiny trickle of fluid coming from Carrie's vagina, and said, "Check it
out"!, "look at da bitches pussy"!......."She can't wait to get fucked"! "All you white
bitches want da black dick"! "an you gonna get it ,baby",......ooohhhh
yeeeaaaaaahhhhhhh!!! "I'm gonna show you how deep you can take a cock, mutha
fucka"! "I can't wait to make you scream"!....."I'm just gonna fuck you harda"! "Then I'm
gonna pull it out, and stick it in yo ass, bitch"!
Carrie froze at the thought of having a penis in her ass,....especially, a large one! She
was just settling in and talking herself into taking all of them into her vagina. Now, she
has a whole new problem. Even tho she has this fear of being anally penetrated, she has
to psych herself up just to survive the ordeal. It will not be easy........she knows her body
will never be the same again after they finish with her.............little does she know the
full extent of what is about to happen to her.....
-end part 2- 
Xxx Black Cock ma'am, well be right down the street in our van, monitoring the situation the
whole time. These guys are really scum. They prey on innocent, unsuspecting women, just
like yourself. Who knows how many women they have violated? Who knows how many more they
will molest unless we stop them? We can't do it without your help, ma'am. For the good of
your community, for the good of society, you have to help us."
Christy hesitated before answering. "I . . . guess you're right, I have no choice.
I . . . I'll do what ever you need me to."
Before she knew it a team of agents stormed into her house, setting up their spying
gear. They planted tiny wires in every room. She asked if they could really see through
those things and they explained that they even had rotate and zoom capabilities. They had
her sign some kind of release for the equipment, she didn't really understand it. She asked
if she should tell her husband.
"Well ma'am, anything you tell your husband is of course up to you. Once we have these
guys in custody the tapes will speak for themselves, so your involvement will be over. They
only come around during the week days so your husband won't ever be disturbed. There really
isn't any reason for him to know about this setup and the fewer people who know about an
undercover operation, the safer it is for everyone."
"Now, here's what we need you to do," started Agent Smith. "It's very important that
you don't make any suggestions to these guys. That would be entrapment. Let them take the
lead and just go along with whatever they say. Just don't take any initiative yourself.
Got it?" Christy nodded and he continued, "We want these guys to know that they can try
and run their scam so you have to seem . . . available. It's best if your wearing something
suggestive, like a nightgown. When they make their initial pitch at the door, tell them you
are interested and let them in the house. Then you can offer them something to drink,
something alcoholic. It'll send them signals. Get excited when they explain the insurance
plan. Hesitate when they suggest the on-the-spot physical but then go along with it. Got it?"
"Well I . . . I won't actually have to take the physical, will I?"
"We will be monitoring the whole time and we'll stop them before things go too far, Ok?"
"Ok," Christy said with noticeable uncertainty in her voice.
Agent Jenkins exited her bedroom with some of her clothes on his arm. "We want you to
wear this," he said, "it will be perfect."
Christy's mouth dropped open. "Are sure I have to wear this?" The outfit agent Jenkins
selected was a very sheer blue teddy Todd had gotten for her on their first anniversary. She
had never worn it because it was just too embarrassing. It was basically just a thin piece of
cloth wrapped around her torso that had a ribbon that tied between her breasts. Two straps
ran over her shoulders, holding it up, and the fabric only ran went down as far as her hips.
The front hung open below the ribbon, exposing her belly and the see-thru powder blue thong
panties that went with it. Christy felt very uncomfortable at the idea of wearing it,
especially in front of total strangers. But the FBI agents must know what they were doing,
she figured. She would just have to trust them.
After they finished wiring the house the agents all cleared out. Christy went into the
bedroom to change into the teddy. She started to unzip her dress but then had the uncomfortable
feeling she was being watched. Looking around she couldn't find any cameras but she had seen
agents come into the bedroom with their equipment, so she knew the bugs must be in here. There
couldn't be any cameras in the bathroom, she thought, so she went in there to strip. Even so,
Christy hunched over when undressing and faced into the shower. She slid out of her dress and
underwear as fast as she could and put on the sheer teddy and panties.
She looked in the mirror and was horrified to see that her breasts were Black Dick En Black Chicks by her satin
laced bra and the gangmembers grow increasingly hungry for this small white girl! She
fears,... "Oh my God!, their either going to kill me, or let me go naked when they're
finished with me". Her beautiful C cup breasts with soft pink nipples are now theirs.
Right away, Carrie feels all of their hands grabbing at her firm, soft pink nippled breasts.
She is helpless........They now take turns sucking her breasts while they continue to fondle
her.......Meat yells, "I wanna see da pussy, mutha fuckas"!!!!!!
As Carrie's hands and feet
continue to be held firmly, Jammer gives the knife back to Tyrone, then he aggressively
lifts up her silk mini-skirt from her stomach raising her a least a foot off the floor of the
van, as Carrie winces and wiggles, which causes her skirt to hike up well above her
white satin laced panties, Tyrone places the knife under the waistline of the small white
girls silk skirt, and rips it off while yelling, "Come on pussy!,....I know you in theh!!!!!
Iggy, with his free hand, ripped away the silk mini-skirt from Carrie's body as Tyrone
cuts it with his knife. The rap music is on and provides a rythym for them to rip this poor
white girls clothing from her body and prepare her for their huge cocks!
All the black
men were salivating at how awesome this beautiful small white girl was just laying there
about to be ravaged They could not wait to slide their large cocks into her small hole.
She now layed there being held with just her satin laced panties and ankle high laced
stockings on, feeling, because of the marajuana, the intensity of her near nakedness, that
would soon change, and the lifting up of her satin laced panties off of her skin by about
four inches by Tyrone, taking a peek down inside at her vagina and sayin' "I can't wait ta
bounce dis bitch".
Jammer, in an instant, changed positions from Carrie's feet to her
right side, opposite