Interratial Sex The first thing Mandy noticed was the girl in the hot tub kissing the
black man. The girl was sitting in the black man's lap kissing him
deeply and to her surprise there was another girl leaning against the
man. The hot tub was elevated so she had to stare up as they approached
it. The woman in the man's lap moved off him and the other woman was
getting ready to take her place when the man noticed them. "Devon, good
to see you," said the man in a deep voice that reminded her of Darth
Vader.
"Mr King," said Devon nodding. "You know Booker, and this is Vicki,
Allison, Ginger, and Mandy.
Mandy looked up as the man stood up. Water dripped off a muscular body
so perfect she had never seen the like except on...well Devon and
Booker. Why did all these gorgeous, perfect men have to be black? She
gasped when his crotch came into view. He had an erection from the girl
sitting in his lap and was wearing briefs so small and tight, they
hugged a thick foot long cock and a huge pair of balls. "Always nice to
meet such beautiful women," said the man reaching down to shake each
girls hands. Mandy shivered when he touched her. "Please enjoy
yourselves."
The group walked up the deck stairs to the second level. "Mr King owns
this house," explained Devon. "He's a great man."
Mandy had never heard such awe in anyone's voice as when Devon spoke of
Mr King.
They reached the crowded deck and Mandy looked around. Dozens of people
walked around drinking and socializing. Mandy had never seen so many
slutty women in her life. The night air was still quite cool, but there
were plenty of bikini tops, short skirts and bare bellys. There were
other women there too, a lot of female senior week teens and plenty of
teen boys too. They had odviously heard of the party and wandered down
the beach to it. Plenty of the boys were hot, but her eyes kept getting
drawn to the black men.
There was no such thing as a short black man. Dozens of them towered
above the whites. Every one of them was at least six inches taller then
the crowd, each one was built like a football player or heavyweight
boxer, and each one had that aura of power about him that Booker, Devon,
and Mr King had. The black boys at her high school didn't have this aura
of masculinity that these men had and every one of the slutty white
women was with a black man.
As she took in the crowd, Mandy saw one teen girl lift her top and shake
her breasts as one black man stood by her grinning at another black man
holding a camera. The one black then gave the girl a bill for showing
her breasts.
Mandy was shocked to see Ginger walking over to talk to the men.
Next thing Mandy knew, she was alone. Devon was pulling Allison
downstairs and Mandy watched from the deck as they walk across the beach
to where a large bonfire was burning. A crowd of people gathered around
the fire and several kegs planted in the sand. Vicki and Booker walked
into the house and started dancing in the living room where a dj was
playing rap music. Worse then being alone, even Ginger appeared to be
flirting with the two black men with the video camera, one put his hand
on her ass and she didn't remove it.
Mandy sighed and wandered around a bit admiring the house. She passed an
indoor Interratial Sex let it get to you. I'll only spend tonight with Mrs
Baker to reeducate her, but you get to remain my personal assistant." Al
affectionately patted her shoulder and returned to the Baker's noticing
most of their drinks were gone. "I'm ready Mrs Baker, if you'll follow
me up to my room. Mr Baker, you can wait here. Amber, why don't you go
have a drink with Frank and Peter. They'll take very good care of you."
Al guided Terry up from the table by the elbow and began to lead her
towards the elevator. "Wait, said Tom rising, "Why can't you have your
meeting down here at one of the empty tables?"
Al continued walking and led Terry into the elevator. "My papers and
laptop are in my room Mr Baker." Al hit his floor button. "Don't worry,
your wife will be safe with me."
The doors closed.
*****************
Amber was gloomy as she finished a margaritta sandwiched between Frank
and Peter. Sharpspeare's bodyguards were both hulking brutes with the
same aura of masculinity that Amber had come to associate with powerful
black men like Sharpspeare and the lawyer, Reginald Jordan. Neither
bodyguard was terribly bright, but they were both tough as nails and
looked capable of ripping a man apart with their bare hands.
"Want another?" asked Frank.
"No, I don't feel like drinking."
"Lets go wait in our room then. We'll watch some tv and listen up for
when the Reverend's finished."
"That sounds good," said Amber.
The three passed Tom gloomily staring into his third Xcite laced beer.
The fool wouldn't get an erection for two months he'd drank so much.
Frank had also added a good dose to Amber's margaritta when she'd
excused herself to go to the bathroom. His little vial was empty, but
they were scheduled to head back to New York the next day.
The group passed Sharpspeare's room and Amber slowed down trying to
listen for sounds of fucking. She was full of conflicting emotions, sure
she loved her boss and jealous of the teacher bitch. She was also aware
that she still loved her husband of three days, but could no longer
associate him with sex. His little penis could stay limp the rest of
their lives for all she cared. Brian would never measure up again.
They arrived at the bodyguard's room and Peter unlocked the door.
******************
Terry had bought her husband to protect her, but the Reverend had
skillfully dismissed him and now she was alone with a black man with a
foot long penis she found hard to resist, yes hard, big and hard. Terry
shook her head to clear it. They entered Sharpspeare's room. The
Reverend was a neat freak. Everything meticulously Friday Blacks On Blondes Cuckold Books his presence was as masculine and powerful as the other black men,
and to some extent, even more so. The man appeared to have a log shoved
under his sweat pants. The outline of a cock so big it would never fit
in any woman, tented out his sweats under the man's enormous belly.
"It's alrights, I don't gets many visitahs in heres."
"Thanks. What did you mean when you said that you use these balloons to
reduce the mess?"
"I use thems to catch my cum."
Mandy was flabbergasted. She wanted to leave, but the black man had
walked around and was now blocking the exit. She looked down at his
monstrous bulge.
"You wants to see it?"
The fat man started tugging his sweats down before she could respond.
The thick black root that revealed itself was thicker then her forearm.
More of his super-cock was exposed as the man struggled to get more of
his pants off. It stuck with about nine inches revealed and the fat man
was having trouble getting the rest off. He waddled over to her and
Mandy took an involuntary step back. "Pulls it the rest of the ways off,
Mandy. Please, it hurts."
Mandy's trembling hand reached out as if it had a mind of it's own and
grabbed the hem of his sweats. She stretched them out and down revealing
more of his cock, until with a tug, she freed the big head and the
monster cock shot up into the air. It hovered pointing at an angle
toward the roof for a moment before falling ponderously back down to
point parrallel to the floor. The head alone was bigger then her fist, a
pee slit as big as her eye peeked out from the foreskin. Underneath his
huge eighteen inch cock, two balls the size of melons hung low and heavy
in a stretched black nut-sack. "Dear god" she whispered.
"Please Mandy, it hurts so bad."
Mandy stared fascinated at the huge dick. The dark black color had a
reddish tint, it was so swollen. It really did look like it hurt. She
felt sorry for the fat man, he needed to cum so bad. "You poor thing,"
she said looking down at it.
"Touch it, that mights help me."
Mandy had hated blacks her entire life. Her father and mother had told
her constantly how worthless, untrustworthy, and lazy they were. How
lying, stealing, and drug addiction was in their genes. Here was the
most disgusting black man she had even seen standing just inches from
her and as she inhaled his manly smell, she wanted nothing more then to
help get him off. She reached out and touched the head, jerking her hand
back as he came.
Only he hadn't cum. It was merely precum squirting out from the long
pee-slit on his huge cock head. The thing was starting to ooze precum in
amounts greater then her white boyfriend's entire orgasms.
Mandy reached out and touched his cock again, avoiding the precum. She
wanted a closer look and fell to her knees, her face just inches from
his cock head, the huge cock completely filling her field of vision. She
pulled back on the shaft, watching as the entire apple-sized head
emerged from the foreskin. Her other hand came up and soon she was
caresssing it with both hands and then stroking it. She got precum on
her hands and she no longer cared, it helped coat the cock, making it
easier to stroke him.
Mandy leaned closer, breathing deeply through Cuckold Milking
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Black Cum Shots and she was steping out of her panties. "Lets
move to the bed," he said admiring her figure.
Terry climbed on the bed and slid back towards the center. The giant
black man moved around to the foot of the bed and kneeled on it. Terry
watched the big dick pointing towards her and spread her legs wide
giving him a view inside her that even Tom had not seen. "May I turn out
the light?"
"No. You must see that it's a black man fucking you."
Al was now kneeling between her legs. He pushed down on his shaft and
rested the head against her pussy. Terry's back was propped up a little
by the pillows and she could see it poised to enter her. Her labia was
glistening with moisture, she'd never been this wet or wanted anything
this bad. The black man pushed down and she watched her pussy lips
spread wide apart as the head slowly disappeaed. Terry released her
breath not even aware that she'd been holding it.
His cock firmly in place, Al laid down enveloping her body with his own.
His cock slid in some more and a moan escaped her lips. Al arched his
back high enough that he could kiss the petit woman. Terry kissed back,
her tongue thrusting into his mouth as he worked his hips, pushing his
cock in deeper.
It didn't take long for such a big, hard penis to force it's way further
in and Terry's eyes grew wide as it it penetrated deeper then Tom's had
ever probed. The man was for all intense purposes blackmailing her into
sex, yet she couldn't help but enjoy it. Her legs slid along the
matress, opening as wide as they could before she wrapped them around
his ass, trying to pull his cock in deeper.
Al quit kissing her and straightened out. Terry found her head buried in
his chest held tight between his huge biceps as he propped himself up.
His granite abs crushed her breasts beneath him. She felt completely
owned and helpless in his arms. That feeling gave her the first orgasm.
Sharpspeare began thrusting forward with his hips, fucking her now, his
cock sliding a little deeper with every few thrusts. Terry couldn't help
herself, the jackhammer thrusts of his cock had her cumming again and
again. Her nails dug into his back, but he didn't seem to notice. He was
pounding her so hard now the bed was jumping. She lost track of the
number of orgasms and the time, she just knew Tom would have finished
within seconds at the pace Sharpspeare was fucking her. The black man's
balls were slapping her meaning she had taken his entire monster. It
even felt bigger now then it had, harder. The man fucking her was
growling. He was close to cumming. "Wait, don't cum in Blacks On Cougars Nina Hartley Mandingo Brown her veins, her level of horniness increasing tenfold. He was
right, she was horny. The girl walked up to a boy returning to his
friends with beers in his hands and started flirting. The upper decks
weren't wired, so he couldn't hear their conversation, but Bull could
tell she was laying it on thick, laughing at his jokes, touching his
chest, and he was responding.
Bull flipped through some other cameras and then returned to the pale
girl. Her and the guy, were holding hands now and they started wandering
around. They opened a bathroom door and interupted a woman wearing a
wedding ring sucking off an enhanced, that Bull didn't recognize. The
girl stared at it longingly, before the guy pulled her away. "Damn, that
guy had a big dick," said the boy before Bull lost the mike.
Bull caught the couple again heading to the ground floor and
disappearing off into the dunes. They returned ten minutes later, the
guy leaving the girl and looking embarrassed, the girl looked pissed and
desperate. "Why the fuck do I keep picking losers?" said the girl to
herself.
It was getting late and the party had thinned out. Here and there,
enhanced black men were fooling around with white women and girls, some
they had brought, others they had seduced at the party. The girl was
wandering around now encountering these couples. She'd spot the
occassional black cock with white lips kissing it, or see an eleven
inch, black, veiny monstrosity disappearing in a married woman's pussy
and she'd get a wild look in her eye. Bull looked away from the screen
as Latrell stood up, his pants were tented out. "Shit, I think I got
enough tape for my video. I need to go get me some of that hot bitch's
pussy again.
Bull returned to watching the pale girl. She ran into Latrell on the
stairs to the upstairs level. "Hey sweet thing," said Latrell. "I got
what you're looking for right here." Latrell cupped his cock and balls.
The girl hesitated, staring at the outline of his cock. "No, I'm...not,
I'm looking for a friend of mine, blonde, big chest."
"Ginger?"
"Yes, you know her?"
"Yeah, I know her," said Latrell grinning. "Follow me." They walked
upstairs to one of the many bedrooms. Latrell opened it and the girl
walked in.
Ginger was naked on all fours facing the door. A giant black man kneeled
behind her fucking her like a dog. Ginger's face was sweaty and looked
crusted with dozens of loads of sperm. The busty blonde was struggling
to hold herself up as the black man pounded his cock into her with
tremendous force. Ginger's huge breasts were swinging ponderously each
time the black man slammed his cock into her.
The girl looked at the scene with an expression that suggested she was
both entranced and horrified. Latrell walked up to the bed and started
stripping. "What are you doing?" asked the girl shocked.
"I'm joining them. Why don't you join us and we'll make it a foursome?"
The girl shook her head and Ginger opened her eyes seeing the newcomers
for the first time. "Oh god, oh god, oh Mandy, you don't know what
you're missing. It's sooo good. fuck me with that big black cock. Oh
god, cumming again...fuck me."
So her name was Mandy. Bull watched her back out of the room staring at
her friend 
Dirty Porn Mixed Race of her head long enough to remove her bra.
A couple inches of Peter's cock was still sticking out of her mouth when
she felt Frank rubbing his fat cockhead along her slit. She was wearing
the crotchless panties Al had given her and Frank hadn't bothered to
remove them. Amber suddenly found her nose buried in Peter's pubic hair
as Frank slammed half his cock in her pussy. "Fuck bro, this baywatch
bitch has a hot pussy," growled Frank.
"Her mouth aint bad either."
Amber paid no attention to their crassness as she was too busy cumming.
Soon, Frank was fucking her with the full length of his cock and she
found it difficult to concentrate on Peter's, but she tried her best.
The fucking, sucking, and cumming continued for a good long while. Both
men came together. Peter"s first wad shot straight into her belly just
as Frank's began hosing her womb triggering a large orgasm that made her
scream. Peter's cock plopped out of her mouth as she screamed, long wads
of cum covering her face until she clamped her lips back over the tip to
get it under control.
Amber rolled over as soon as Frank pulled out a grin on her semen coated
face. That had been incredible. "I'm going to clean up," she said after
catching her breath. She walked to the bathroom and cleaned her face off
and scooped as much cum out of her pussy as she could get, but she knew
from experience she'd be leaking for hours. When she came out, Peter was
laying on the bed holding his erect cock up. "My turn to see how hot dat
pussy is."
Amber smiled at him and climbed on the bed. Soon she was lowering
herself over Peter's shaft moaning as he penetrated her. She could see
Frank coating his cock with gel. Frank walked around behind her and
straddled Peter's legs so that his cock was pointing at her ass while
Peter's was thrusting in and out of her pussy. Frank pulled her ass
cheeks apart and pushed his cockhead against her sphincter. It slid in
easily with the gel. "Oh my god, so big and full," moaned Amber.
"Little slut like black cock?" asked Peter just before sucking one
nipple between his lips.
"I love it. I love your black cocks." The Reverend had been right, she
didn't love him, she was hooked on his and all other black cocks. She
had thought Sharpspeare's was good, but two was better then one, then
why not three or four. The possibilities were endless, but Amber quit
thinking as the orgasms started cumming again.
Many minutes later, Amber got up to go clean herself again. Sperm poured
out of her ass.
*****************
Sperm poured out of her ass as Terry lowered herself over Sharpspeare's
cock. Judy Star Blacks On Blondes "Bye Bull,"
said Mandy as they passed him.
The three girls entered the main room and saw Mr King walking down the
stairs carrying Ginger. He set her down and she said, "Thank you sir."
"No problem," replied Solomon King. "Think about my offer."
"I will sir."
"Now it's time to go ladies, you're the last stragglers."
They walked to the deck door and down the outside steps to where they
had first seen Solomon in the hot tub. "What offer?" asked Mandy to
Ginger.
"He wants me to dance in one of his clubs, says my body can make me a
fortune."
"That's great."
"It's a strip club."
"Oh. Too bad."
"I'm considering it."
"What?"
"The clientel are mostly black men."
"I see."
A cleaning van pulled up as the girls hit the beach. Four maids got out
to clean the house. Strangely, all were white, young, and good-looking.
Even stranger, all four were wearing, sexy Fench maid type outfits as
they unloaded cleaning gear. The girls stared at the maids as they
walked over the dunes.
The several mile walk down the beach was torturous to the four tired and
sore girls. Worse, it was later then they thought and the beaches were
crowded. Men couldn't help staring at four hot women and they all
noticed their disheveled state. Several black lifeguards whistled as
they passed. Booker and Fred sat in the lifeguard chair before the
girl's motel. "S'up ladies," said the black lifeguard.
"Booker," said Vicki looking up at him adoringly, "thank you for this
week. I learned a lot about myself from you. I'm sure gonna miss you."
"Anytime ladies."
Fred had been staring at Ginger the whole time. "What happened to you? I
looked everywhere for you after you left, I almost went to the police."
"I'm sorry Fred, but I needed more then you were capable of giving me."
"What do you mean?"
"Come on man," said Booker, "look at the sperm on her chin and in her
hair. She had black cock last night."
"Bye Fred, Booker," said Ginger and the four girls headed up the beach
to their motel."
"I really liked her."
"Come off it Fred," said Booker. "There are plenty of sluts out there,
you just have to get to them before I do."
"Fuck you Booker, I'm gonna fuck more girls then you this summer if it
kills me."
"We'll see Fred. Take this hot mama for instance."
A young mother carrying an infant was walking up from the water's edge
towards them. Heavy, milk-laden breasts strained at her bikini top. She
looked up at Fred and smiled at the handsome lifeguard, then her eyes
fell on Booker and lingered, staring at his massive chest. Her eyes
widened as they traveled down his body towards his tight swimsuit.
"This is going to be a great summer," said Booker.
******************
Allison drove while the other three lightly dozed in the car. They were
all exhausted, but also depressed to be leaving. Mandy had been dreaming
about the black boys back home when she awoke. They were nothing like
the men of Stony Harbor, deep down she sensed that she could fuck them
all and would probably try as soon as she got home, but she also knew
that they wouldn't satisfy her needs like the men last night had. The
answer was simple.
"What do you say, we all get summer jobs at Stony Harbor this summer?"
she asked.
THE END 
Black Cock Photo let it get to you. I'll only spend tonight with Mrs
Baker to reeducate her, but you get to remain my personal assistant." Al
affectionately patted her shoulder and returned to the Baker's noticing
most of their drinks were gone. "I'm ready Mrs Baker, if you'll follow
me up to my room. Mr Baker, you can wait here. Amber, why don't you go
have a drink with Frank and Peter. They'll take very good care of you."
Al guided Terry up from the table by the elbow and began to lead her
towards the elevator. "Wait, said Tom rising, "Why can't you have your
meeting down here at one of the empty tables?"
Al continued walking and led Terry into the elevator. "My papers and
laptop are in my room Mr Baker." Al hit his floor button. "Don't worry,
your wife will be safe with me."
The doors closed.
*****************
Amber was gloomy as she finished a margaritta sandwiched between Frank
and Peter. Sharpspeare's bodyguards were both hulking brutes with the
same aura of masculinity that Amber had come to associate with powerful
black men like Sharpspeare and the lawyer, Reginald Jordan. Neither
bodyguard was terribly bright, but they were both tough as nails and
looked capable of ripping a man apart with their bare hands.
"Want another?" asked Frank.
"No, I don't feel like drinking."
"Lets go wait in our room then. We'll watch some tv and listen up for
when the Reverend's finished."
"That sounds good," said Amber.
The three passed Tom gloomily staring into his third Xcite laced beer.
The fool wouldn't get an erection for two months he'd drank so much.
Frank had also added a good dose to Amber's margaritta when she'd
excused herself to go to the bathroom. His little vial was empty, but
they were scheduled to head back to New York the next day.
The group passed Sharpspeare's room and Amber slowed down trying to
listen for sounds of fucking. She was full of conflicting emotions, sure
she loved her boss and jealous of the teacher bitch. She was also aware
that she still loved her husband of three days, but could no longer
associate him with sex. His little penis could stay limp the rest of
their lives for all she cared. Brian would never measure up again.
They arrived at the bodyguard's room and Peter unlocked the door.
******************
Terry had bought her husband to protect her, but the Reverend had
skillfully dismissed him and now she was alone with a black man with a
foot long penis she found hard to resist, yes hard, big and hard. Terry
shook her head to clear it. They entered Sharpspeare's room. The
Reverend was a neat freak. Everything meticulously Interratial Sex her nose as the smell
emanating from his cock grew. She leaned so close that her nose was
touching his shaft and then she was kissing it. Her tongue flickered
out, licking up the shaft to the head, tasting his precum and licking
into his pee-slit for more. Bull seemed to tremble as her tongue licked
back and forth along the sensitive tip of his cock.
Bull pulled back, almost causing Mandy to fall forwards she was so
focused on his cock. He backed up to the bed and laid down, the matress
sagging under his huge weight. "Strip for me," he said.
Mandy stood and began removing her clothes. She was wearing a sexy two
piece blue outfit that showed off her thin waist, belly, and
complimented her pale skin. She quickly removed it and stood in her sexy
bra and panties from "hidden closet". She quickly removed them too and
found herself waiting...wanting his approval.
"Yous is one sexy slut." Mandy beamed at him, glad that he liked what he
saw and stood waiting expectantly. "You may comes plays with my cock
again." She moved over to the bed and took his cock in hand again. "No,"
said Bull. "Lays across me, I wants to taste that pussy."
Mandy climbed across his enormous belly. It wasn't uncomfortable,
actually it was kind of like laying across a large bean bag chair,
though underneath the fat was a hard layer of muscle. She started
jerking and licking his cock again vaguely aware that he was pulling her
ankles apart. She got the shock of her life when his tongue shot into
her pussy. It felt bigger then her last lover's penis and Bull used it
skillfully. She found herself having a long overdue orgasm as she came
all over his face. The black man actually seemed to enjoy licking her
pussy, his prehensile tongue causing her to squirm with pleasure.
Mandy tried to ignore her pussy to concentrate
on getting him off. She gripped his enormous cock with both hands and
began stroking it while licking around the head. She pictured Booker's
huge cock, Devon's, King's straing at his swimsuit in the hottub, the
look on Ginger's face as a huge black cock pounded her pussy and Mandy
realized she was a fool. Black cocks were what was missing from her sex
life. Black cock was what she needed, not the limp dicked white boys she
had encountered all week or the boy who came after three minutes on the
booze cruise. She stroked Bull as rapidly as she could, several orgasms
throwing off her rythym. Just as her arms became to tired to move his
cock exploded.
A wad of hot pudding slammed against her face with enough force to push
her head back and hard enough that it stung a little. Another wave of
sperm hit her face before she had even brought her head back from the
first one. She clamped her lips around the pee-slit gagging as a third
wad filled her mouth quicker then she could swallow, squirting out the
sides of her mouth. Mandy closed her lips to keep from drowning as
another wad engulfed her jaw, sperm shooting around the sides of her
face. His tongue was going crazy in her pussy as he came and it gave her
the biggest orgasm of her life.
Mandy must of passed out briefly beause the next thing she knew, she was
cumming again. She was on her back and Bull had pushed her legs up and
back, while squeezing