16 June Bugs

June Bugs
An E&I Beach Story
copyright 2002 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009

Note: This story was originally released in four parts.


June 2001

Part 1: Vicki

Fred squirmed uncomfortably beside the big black man. They were perched
high up on a white lifeguard chair scanning the water. It wasn't that
Fred disliked blacks, it was just that the man was so big he took up
most of the chair forcing Fred to sit on his left ass cheek. Plus, he
was jealous.

Booker was huge. Not only was he built like a Mr. Universe contestant,
but he didn't seem to work at keeping his physique. The man ate greasy
burgers, hotdogs, fries or pizza daily for lunch and Fred had never
seen him workout except at the lifeguard tryouts. Fred jogged,
exercised, and ate right to maintain his nice physique, still the black
man dwarfed him. The black lifeguards were also getting a lot of
attention from the ladies too, each one already fucking several and the
season had just started.

What really sent shivers of jealousy up Fred's spine was that the black
man had a big cock. He glanced down at the black man's crotch, even now
there was this huge, obscene bulge taunting him with its superiority and
Fred had always been proud of his six inch dick. It had never failed him
and was thicker then most men. It wasn't just Booker either, every
single black lifeguard had a huge dick.

They had appeared out of nowhere during spring training. Nine, giant
muscular black men all over six feet tall. There had never been a black
lifeguard in Stony Harbor and the coach/head lifeguard didn't seem in a
hurry to start hiring them anytime soon. However, the black men
completely humiliated the other applicants. They out ran, did more
sit-ups, and more push-ups then the others, barely breaking a sweat
while Fred was huffing and puffing. He had no idea how they moved their
muscular bulks so swiftly. The only area the whites held their own was
swimming, but three of the blacks were the top three swimmers. Only one
black failed to get on the force and that was from poor swimming. That
left eight black men, 10 white men, and 2 white women who became
certified lifeguards for the summer of 2001.

Many of the failed applicants were returning veterans from previous
years and friends of Fred's, but he agreed with the coach, they were in
the business of saving lives and if these men could reach a drowning man
quicker, they deserved the jobs, even if they were arrogant jerks with
big penises and took up three-quarters of the lifeguard chairs.

But really it was the cock thing that bothered him. They were all hung
like horses. Fred had seen them in the showers. The first he thought
might be a freak, a lucky freak, but then the second came in, big black
banana cock hanging between his legs, then Devon the islander with his
horse cock, and then Booker. They picked out tight red swim trunks which
hugged their huge cocks showing them off to the world. They strutted
around the locker room naked, completely immodest. Worse, their dicks
seemed to harden if the wind changed direction. They were always plump,
swinging like black salamis around equally large coconut balls or they
were half erect sticking straight out like a black foot long hotdog, and
often they were fully erect, none were smaller then ten inches and the
biggest  was well over a foot. It was enough to make you sick.

*****************

"Will you look the fuck at that?" Booker said, looking behind him over
his shoulder.

"The June bugs are here," said Fred, looking lustily at the hordes of
teens pouring off the boardwalk. Bikini clad bodies streamed to claim
their space on the near empty beach.

"June bugs?"

"Every year during senior week, these teens show up at the beach in
droves, playing their loud music, partying all night, the locals hate
them, but it only lasts around two weeks. Of course, then the summer
tourists start showing up and it gets worse."

"Get any pussy off them?"

"Sure, I nail a few each year. You gotta watch out for the jailbait
though. Some are only seventeen." The male lifeguards were all
womanizers except for a few with steady girlfriends and even they often
wavered. Women threw themselves at the lifeguards. It was almost too
easy. Even now several of the June bugs were approaching the lifeguard
stand.

Booker had never seen so much young, bare, firm, flesh in his life. He
was starting to like this job.      

"Excuse me, what's that bird?" called one big breasted teen.

"That's a seagull," said Fred.

"Oh!"

"Is this a shark fin?" asked another girl, holding up a brown shell.

"I'll take this one," said Booker. "That's a horseshoe crab shell."

"Get used to it," whispered Fred. "You get these dumb question all year,
not just from the kids.

There were four girls in this particular bunch. One redhead with a nice
body and pretty freckles, a brunette with pale skin, very attractive,
but almost too skinny, a blonde with a large buxom body clearly destined
to be fat, but for now with a firm young body stretching her bikini
almost to the breaking point, and another brunette. The last girl was
the only one not wearing a bikini, though her body was built for one.
She had her hair up in a pony tail and stayed behind the other girls.
She was the shy one.  While the others sunbathed, Fred chatted up the
blonde though her eyes kept moving from his nice chest to Booker's huge,
ripped, black one.

*******************

"Hi ladies."

The two girls looked up from the bench on the boardwalk where they were
eyeballing boys. "You're the lifeguard, aren't you?"

"Booker."

Two of the girls that had first approached the lifeguard stand were
sitting on the bench around ten that same evening. "I'm Allison," said
the redhead, "that's Vicki." The other girl was the shy brunette.

"What are you two doing?"

"We're bored," said Allison. "I'm tired of young boys. I wish we could
get into bars."

"I can buy you booze if you want some."

Allison looked up at Booker with wide eyes. Even Vicki, who had been
looking like she wished he'd go away turned her attention on him.

"Hey, I'm only twenty-one, I remember what it's like to be under age."

"You'd do that for us?"

"Sure, under several conditions. You give me the money up front and I'll
bring it to your hotel room in case there's any cops around. If you're
caught with it later, you tell the cops you don't know who bought it for
you."

"Sounds great to me," said Allison, reaching for her purse. The purse
strap was around one shoulder and between her breasts, making her large
tits stand out even more.

"Wait one minute,” interrupted Vicki. "Can we have a minute to talk?"

Booker nodded and backed off. He recognized the look Vicki was flashing
him. It was the look that said, "I don't trust black men."
The redhead would be telling her that the reward of getting the beer
would be worth the risk of loosing twenty bucks.

"I don't have all night ladies," called Booker.

"Sorry, we'll take a case of beer or whatever you can get for twenty
dollars. That should last us a week. We're staying at the Beachview Inn,
room 204," said Allison.  

"Give me thirty minutes," said Booker. The stacked redhead was making
his dick grow. She wore a short blue skirt several inches above her
knees and a tight spaghetti strap halter that showed off her belly
button ring. She already had a nice tan going covering her freckles. He
turned and headed several blocks to the nearest liquor store.

When Booker left carrying a case of cheap beer, he caught Vicki watching
him before she ducked around a corner. "Following me?"

She stepped out knowing she was caught and turned red with
embarrassment. "Just wanted to make sure you weren't ripping us off."
Vicki was wearing a conservative top and shorts that showed off a pair
of well-toned legs.

"Don't trust black guys?"

"No," she lied, "Strangers."

"Invite me in for one of these beers and I wont be a stranger."

"I guess that would be alright."

"Good, now walk in front of me so that it doesn't look like I'm buying
booze for a minor." Booker spent the next several minutes walking back
to the boardwalk staring at Vicki's ass, until he reached the boardwalk
and girls with more skin showing appeared.

When they reached the motel a little party was already in progress.
Allison and the skinny brunette were hunched around a table playing
quarters. Someone had scored some beer and everyone but Allison seemed
drunk already. Some more girls and guys were standing around the room
drinking beer.

They all looked at the door when Vicki and the giant black man entered,
then their eyes fell on the case in Booker's hands and one said, "Dude,
we got more beer." The group whooped when Booker set the case down. All
except for the skinny girl who looked at the black man with contempt.
Vicki seemed to like the attention as the thirsty teens came up to her
for refills.

Booker walked over to the quarter’s game. "Can I get in on this?" he
asked.

The players didn't seem too happy about it, but they weren't about to
say no to the man who had resupplied their beer and a muscular giant at
that. Booker got the impression the guys were trying to get the girls
drunk. Booker sat down and they played a while making stupid rules until
they got too confusing and someone negated them, then they started all
over again. Booker stared at the skinny brunette, he had learned her
name was Mandy. She was hauntingly beautiful, very pale skin that showed
no signs of sunburn despite her being on the beach all day, red, full
lips, and nice breasts that looked larger on her thin frame. She seemed
to have eyes for a nice looking muscular boy sitting across from her.
"So why do they call you Meat," she asked him. "By the way, drink." She
bounced a quarter into the shot glass.  

"Cause I got a big thang," said Meat. "Biggest one in my school."

"Bullshit," said Mandy, "and drink again." She pulled the quarter out of
the glass after sinking it a second time.

"Maybe if you're good, I'll show you my big thang later."

Mandy made the third shot giving her the right to make a rule. "First,
drink," she said pointing at Meat, "and you'll show it now.  My rule is
that Meat has to show us his dick."

The group laughed and then looked over at Meat to see if he'd go through
with it. Meat stood and with a smirk pulled his shorts down. "Big enough
for you?" He did have a nice sized penis, it was plump now, semi-erect
and looked like it would be a little over seven inches when erect.
Allison and Mandy both stared at Meat's prong with amazement and the guy
sitting beside him looked uncomfortable having Meat's thing so close to
him

"Wow," said Allison.

"I'll say," said Mandy.

"What are you talking about, that's not big?" asked Booker.

"I suppose you can beat it?" Meat put his dick away. He clearly liked
impressing people with it.

"Sure, but yours is ok for a white guy," said Booker. Mandy snorted at
that.

"Show me yours, big shot," said Meat.

"I don't think so," said Booker.

"I didn't think so," said Meat, bouncing the quarter and missing.
"You're all talk."

The other guy made it in once and made Allison drink, then he missed and
passed it to Booker. Booker missed on purpose and turned it over to
Allison. The redhead, being more sober having started late scored three
hits making the other guy drink all three. "My rule is..." she paused
and giggled, "Booker has to show us his prick."

"Yuck, no," said Mandy, giving her friend a little push.

"Stop," said Allison pushing her back. "I'm not finished. The guy with
the smaller dick, has to leave the party. Now lets see if it's true what
they say about black people."

"Or you can just leave now," said Meat.

Booker slowly stood until he towered over them. He felt his cock extend
two inches just at the thought of exposing himself to these dumb-ass
white kids. He unzipped his pants, watching Mandy crinkle her nose in
disgust. She really didn't like black people. Booker unzipped his shorts
and let them fall to the floor. The group gasped at the size of the
bulge confined by his briefs. It looked like two potatoes and a cucumber
were crammed into small sack. Booker flipped his briefs down and his
huge cock sprang out like a striking cobra.

Booker had a perfect foot long cock. Where his body was light brown, his
shaft was dark black except for the lighter tip which peeked out from
his thick foreskin. The group recoiled from the monstrosity. Meat looked
horrified. Mandy looked disgusted, but awed by it. The spell was broken
when a beer can hit the floor. Vicki had dropped it and was staring at
Booker's cock as were several other teens standing around the room.
"Well I guess this means you gotta go little guy," said Booker to Meat
while stuffing his cock back into his shorts.

Meat looked pissed, but he stood and headed for the door. "Matt wait
up," cried Mandy standing. She flashed Booker a mean look, but the black
man could see she was still flushed and seemed to be in shock at what
she had seen.  

Booker watched them leave then said to Allison, "Now you know that it's
true what they say about black men. See ya." He left the hotel and
bumped into Fred with the stacked blonde hanging on his arm. "S'up?"

"Hey Booker," said Fred. "You remember Ginger."

"Hey," said Ginger, nodding at him. "What's going on in there? My
roommates having a party?"

"Yeah."

"Crap," she replied. "Can we go to your place?"

"Sure baby." Fred put his arm around her. "See ya tomorrow Booker."

Booker walked home alone. He needed to get off and considered calling up
some bitches, but decided to wait. It made the game much more
challenging.

********************

Booker spotted the four girls from his chair before noon the next day.
Devon was sitting beside him fighting for room on the small seat. He was
another "enhanced" black man, the black lifeguard's leader, the one that
had trained them to swim, and a native of the island of Trinibogo in the
Caribbean.

Ginger walked up to him as the other three girls tested out the water.
"Hey Booker, where's Fred at?"

"Two stands down," yelled the black man back to her. Fred had gotten
laid last night. He hadn't bragged, but he had come to work tired with a
shit-eating grin on his face.

"Thanks," she called back.

Booker and Devon watched her ass shake as she took off jogging down the
beach to find Fred. He could only imagine what her boobs must look like
bouncing in her tight bikini top.

Booker then turned his attention on the other three coming out of the
water. Allison and Mandy nudged Vicki towards the lifeguards and Booker
watched with interest as she shyly approached him.

The shy girl in the one-piece looked uncomfortable as she walked up to
the stand and looked at the enormous black men above her like kings
sitting on elevated thrones. "Hi Booker," she said.

"S'up Vic. This is Devon." Vicki smiled at the other black man. "What
can I do for you?"

"I need a favor."

"Name it."

"The same favor as last night."

"We should go somewhere to talk about this." Booker jumped down off the
stand. "Cover for me Dev." Then to Vicki, "Follow me."

A beach shack sat on every other block in Stony Harbor. Summer workers
sold beach umbrellas, chairs, rafts, and had a hot dog steamer with
chips and sodas out front. Booker nodded at the pimply-faced kid running
the shack by his stand and walked into the shack. Confused, Vicki
followed him inside.

Booker closed the door, darkening the shack except for light streaming
in from the door. "Now what can I do for you?"

"We want to have another party tonight and we were wondering if you'd get us some more beer?"

"What's in it for me?"

Vicki stuttered, "Well, I guess we could scrape up some extra bucks for
you."

"Can I join the party?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Will you be my date?"

"What? No, I'm seeing someone back home."

"I thought I sensed a spark between us. I was hoping for a kiss last
night."

"But we just walked to the hotel together. Nothing more." Vicki hadn't
expected getting Booker to buy beer would be so difficult. She had
volunteered to ask him to get them more. She was the least popular of
the group and the attention she had gotten walking into the party last
night with Booker carrying a case had thrilled her. Bring a teenager
booze and they're your new best friends.

"You’re lying. You wanted to kiss me as much as I wanted to kiss you. Kiss me now and I'll consider it."

"No."

"You want the beer or not? Just one kiss."

"Just a kiss?"

"Yes," he said, taking a step towards her.

Vicki found herself looking into Booker's massive chest, then up at his
handsome face looking down at her. For some reason a shiver ran down her
spine. She felt her nipples pushing out her swimsuit, embarrassing her.
Booker put his hand around her back and pulled her into his chest. He
was so big, he had to hunch over to kiss her. Her lips parted as his
face approached her. The shiver wouldn't stop when his lips touched hers
and her belly began to feel funny like when she had to speak before a
group.

Vicki had been planning on a quick peck, but Booker's hand in her back
kept their mouths and bodies crushed together. Besides, the desire to
make this a quick kiss was rapidly fading and being replaced with a
desire to remain in his arms forever. She gave no resistance when his
tongue pushed into her mouth, her own tongue pushing back. Nor did she
object when his hand moved down her back and cupped her ass cheek.
"Wow!" she said, when he finally broke the kiss.

"Told you there was a spark between us."

"Wow," she said again. His hands were on her shoulders now and he was
gently pushing down.

"There's something I need you to do for me."

Vicki's knees gave out and she fell to her knees at his feet. She found
herself staring at the outline of his huge cock which had turned fully
erect from kissing her. I did that, she thought, I made it that big.
Booker's cock was so big that the knobby head stuck out of one leg.
"What do you want me to do?"

"I need you to get me off. Make me cum."

"What? I can't, I've never done anything like that before. My
boyfriend..."

"Do this for me and I'll buy all the booze you need for the rest of the
week. You'll be the most popular girl in the motel. It's easy just take
it out and stroke it for me."

Vicki wasn't a virgin, but she'd only had sex with her boyfriend twice.
It would have been more, but he tended to orgasm before he even got it
in her. She found sex to be disappointing to say the least. She knew
about hand jobs, but had never done it. She also knew that women
occasionally used their mouths to get men off. The other girls had done
it, Ginger actually seemed to enjoy doing it and had sucked off several
men even swallowing their cum, but then she was a bit of a slut. "I'm
not a slut," she whispered.

"Vic, this won't make you a slut. You're doing me a favor. Besides,
after all you made it this big, you should make it go down."

"You wont tell the others?"

"Of course not." Dumb bitch didn't want the others to know she had
touched a black man's cock.

Vicki decided right then to go for it. She reached out and pulled on the
waistband of Booker's red swimming trunks. She stretched it out and
yanked it down freeing the black monster cock which flew up toward the
ceiling.

There it was again in all its glory. Seeing it last night at the party
had been shocking enough, but that had been nothing compared to having
it pointed just inches from her face. Last night she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw it and thought her memory must of exaggerated it, but here before her eyes it looked even bigger.

Vicki gulped and tentatively reached one hand up to touch it. Her hand
wrapped around a shaft so thick, her fingers didn't touch. It was hot to
the touch and so covered with puffy blue-black veins, she could feel it
pulsing in her hands.

Vicki had never seen an uncircumcised penis before and at first she
thought it was deformed. She pulled back on the shaft gasping in
surprise as his huge cock head emerged from the foreskin. "What do I
do?" she asked.

"Spit in your hand and coat my cock with it."

"Yech! No. Can’t I just jerk on it like this?" She stroked it a couple
times, which felt good, but it still needed lubrication. "Wait, there's
a bottle of suntan lotion."

"No, spit in your hand. I don't mind." Booker didn't want the aroma from
the lotion blocking the scent of his pheromones. Plus, the lotion was
there for when he got the urge to fuck some bitch's ass. "Just get it
started, my cock will lubricate itself."

Vicki was surprised to find that she didn't want to let go of Booker's
penis, but she did and wrinkled her nose as she spit in her hand. She
coated his cock with it, somehow not surprised that her little bit of
spittle wasn't nearly enough. She coated what she could and began
stroking her hands along it.

Vicki was fascinated with the huge black cock in her hands. She should
be disgusted that the man was forcing her to jerk him off in order to
buy her beer. Instead, she was grateful he was allowing her to do this.
It was a privilege to touch his cock. The more she stroked it while breathing it's aroma through her nose, the more infatuated she became with the muscular black man. It was indeed lubricating itself, a viscous
substance was pouring out the head making her hands as sticky as her
thighs.

"Like it?"

"Unh-huh," she nodded, using both hands now to jerk it.

"Why don't you lick it?"

"I've never done that before."

"Just try it."
 
Vicki couldn't think straight. Something that would have disgusted her
fifteen minutes ago suddenly seemed like a great idea. For some reason
she wanted to please Booker more then she ever had... What was her
boyfriend's name?

"Start by licking the head. Pull the foreskin back and lick all around
it. Keep stroking the shaft or we'll be here for hours."

The monster cock head loomed large in her vision as Vicki brought her
face forward, tentatively sticking out her tongue. She shivered with
pleasure as her tongue touched it. Once she had made contact it was
easier and she slid her tongue all around the head. At first, she tried
to avoid the fluid leaking out of his slit, but the amount was too
copious and her tongue continuously made contact with it. Luckily, it
wasn't as nasty as she expected, her tongue even wiggling into his
pee-slit for more.

"That's a good girl, Vicki. Lick that black cock. Do the shaft now."
Vicki licked down the shaft, her tongue running over every ridge, vein,
and bump. "Now take it in your mouth," Booker added.

"I don't know if I can."

"Just try. Suck on what you can and jerk the rest with your hands."

"It's too big."

"Sucking cock is easy once you get used to it. You've never done this
before?" She shook her head no and he continued, "I bet your friends do
this? I bet Ginger has, I bet she's real popular." Ginger's body was
enough to make her every boy's fantasy. If Booker was reading her right,
Vicki had a strong desire to be popular. "Become a good cocksucker and
you'll be the most popular girl in school. Consider this training."

Vicki didn't see herself doing this ever again, but she sure had a
strong desire to do it for Booker. She decided to try and placed her
lips on the tip of his cock. She pushed, opening her mouth, wanting to
gag as soon as the head pushed inside her. She sucked on the tip while
slowly stroking his rod. This was sure taking a long time. Booker didn't
cum quickly like her boyfriend.

"It's ok, I don't expect much from you."

Vicki felt both relieved and infuriated. She could do better. She began
bobbing her head rapidly of the tip while stroking his shaft with every
ounce of strength she had. She experimented taking more of his cock in
her mouth with each bob. It was easier to suppress her gag reflex as the
head wasn't deep in her mouth for long before it was gone again.

"That's a good girl. Keep doing me like that. It's so hot seeing my big
black cock sticking out of your pretty face. I'm gonna cum. Oh yeah,
baby. Arghh."

Booker's grunt startled Vicki from the elation she was feeling when he
called her pretty. She was so happy she hadn't even paid attention to
the fact that his cock had swollen and he was about to cum in her mouth.
He thrust his hips as he grunted pushing the cock head into her throat
just as he came. An unbelievable amount of cum shot down her throat and
she jerked her head back in disgust. This was a big mistake as his huge
balls weren't anywhere near emptying their load. Her mouth filled with
cum so swiftly, she feared she'd choke on it. Her first reflex was to
swallow, but she wasn't fast enough and sperm dribbled down her lips. He
continued cumming to the point where she had to pull it out of her
mouth, only to get a face full of his hot seed as she did so.

"That was great Vicki. Sorry I came so quickly, you're just such a
beautiful woman, I couldn't hold back. I'll be right back." Booker
opened the shed door and disappeared.

Several thoughts were bouncing around her mind at once: That was quick?
It had to have been thirty minutes. He thinks I'm beautiful. Sperm
actually tastes good.  
 
Booker returned with some napkins from the hot dog stand, but she was
already pushing the cum on her face into her mouth and licking it off
her chin.

******************

Booker left the lifeguard headquarters and got in his jeep. It was a
short drive to King Pharmaceuticals. The factory was the entire reason
for the enhanced takeover of Stony Harbor. The building produced
legitimate medicine, making a nice profit for King Enterprises as well
as secretly producing the Xserum and its derivative Xcite. He scored
some Xcite, the miracle drug that made women horny and men impotent. The
stuff was cheap to produce, unlike the Xserum which still cost one
million a shot. Booker and all enhanced blacks were obligated to work
for E&I Enterprises until they could pay back the million.

Getting the Xcite was easy once he'd explained what he wanted it for.
The next stop was a liquor store for a keg of beer. It took some figuring, but Booker managed to mix the Xcite into the keg.
It was enough to make the men impotent for a month while the women would
be climbing the walls with frustration. He was about to ruin a lot of
vacations.

Vicki was waiting for him outside the motel. Booker couldn't help
noticing the growing look of infatuation in her eyes. "The keg not
enough?" she asked, noticing he also carried a six pack.

"That's for me," Booker replied. The xcite wouldn't make him impotent,
but it would make him slightly limp.

"Is it heavy?" Vicki nodded at the keg.

"Yeah." Booker's arms were bulging from carrying the keg, though his
face didn't show the strain even as he carried it up the steps.

"Beer is here," she yelled, opening the motel room door.

"Alright," yelled someone.

The girls two adjoining rooms were open and there were a few teens here,
more coming later. Ginger was missing, she was out with Fred again.
Booker recalled, Fred was going to get her into a bar where he knew the
bouncer. It didn't take long for the rooms to fill up and people spilled
out onto the deck overlooking the boardwalk. Kids came and went. Vicki
stayed close to Booker and she was starting to sway as she became drunk
as were most of the kids. A few times some punk kid tried hitting on her, Booker would show up glaring over her shoulder at the boy. She was getting horny, touching him a lot. Other girls were touching their dates too, and more then a few were kissing.

As the night wore on and the crowd dispersed, Booker grabbed Vicki's
hand and hauled her over to a quarter’s game. "Got room for two more?"

"Well, we were just winding down," said Meat. He didn't look too happy
to see the hung black man. "We've drunk a lot tonight."

"And I'm anxious to get to bed," said Mandy, running her hand along
Meat's arm.

"Lets make it a quick game then, and we'll make it interesting. How
about strip quarters? Instead of a rule, you make someone take off an
article of clothing."

"That sounds interesting," said the guy sitting with Allison.

Fred and Ginger came in at that moment. Ginger was leaning drunkenly on
Fred.

"Hey Fred, why don't you grab a beer and join us?" yelled Booker.

"Whatcha playin?"

"Strip quarters, if the girls are up for it."

"I'm in," said Meat. No guy would pass up a chance to see four beautiful
naked girls. Both Meat and the other guy were glancing hungrily at
Ginger.

"We're in," said Fred, getting two beers from the keg.

"OK, once you're naked you're out and you have to go wait on the couch
naked until the games over." Booker would never have gotten away with
this if the girls hadn't been drunk and horny.  

The game started, going around a couple times with just drinks. Booker,
being sober made three in a row and had Vicki remove an article of
clothing. The poor girl flushed red as she pulled her top off over her
head. Four pairs of male eyes zoomed in on her breasts. Vicki wore a
plain white bra, but it contained a pair of very nice breasts, large,
firm, with smooth skin, they almost rivaled Ginger's for size. This was
a girl not used to showing skin, who didn't wear a bikini on the beach
and had never shown this much flesh to anyone before and it showed in her nervousness. The men got a view of a gorgeous, flat stomach with a thin waist before she quickly sat down.

Mandy was the next to score three hits. "Booker," she said, surprising
everyone. Meat smirked at his girlfriend and Booker realized, she didn't
want to see him naked, she wanted him out of the game.  

Booker pulled his shirt off over his head. Four sets of female eyes
staring at his perfectly developed chest. Something about the higher
metabolism burnt off all the fat and kept the muscles taunt. All the
enhanced looked like huge weightlifters. Booker got her back by getting
six in a row. He made Mandy remove two items. Vicki looked jealous, but
relieved he wasn't picking on her.

Mandy stripped down to a sexy lacy pair of black underwear. She had
dressed sexy for Meat. Her breasts looked huge on her thin body. Her
waist was so thin, Booker could almost have touched fingers lifting her
up by the waist. The black looked fantastic on her white skin. She
looked a little embarrassed, but also like she knew she looked good.

The game went around for a while, a few more articles of clothing,
mostly shoes disappearing. The guy with Allison pissed her off by making
Ginger remove her top. Then Fred had her take her shorts off. The buxom
blonde was now clad in only a pink pair of bra and panties. Allison
scored three in a row and picked Booker.

Booker had removed his shoes earlier. He rose and unbuttoned his shorts.
They fell to the floor leaving him clad in only his overstretched white
briefs. Everyone playing stared at the outline of his cock, both sexes
looking uncomfortable. He noticed Vicki licking her lips. Booker sat
back down knowing he was out as soon as another girl made it, but that
was what he wanted.

Soon, Fred was the only one fully clothed. All the other guys had their
shirts off, all girls were in their underwear. Meat scored next, he
looked at Booker as if debating on whether or not to get the black man
away from the table, but lust won out. "Ginger," he said, pissing Mandy
off.

All four men unconsciously leaned forward as Ginger with a drunken grin
unhooked her bra.  God they were perfect. At eighteen, still full and
firm with no sign of sagging. Her areola were large with hard pointy
nipples. Soon, the freshman fifteen would turn her from voluptuous to
chubby, but for now she had a porn stars body. She giggled and made no
attempt to hide them as she sat down.

Booker," said Mandy, as the quarter rang in the shot glass. "You're the
first loser."

Booker laughed, stood and pulled off his briefs. His huge cock rolled
out of confinement to dangle between his legs. "JESUS!" cried Ginger,
she being the only one who hadn't seen his cock yesterday. The stacked
blonde was gripping the table so hard her knuckles were white and she
appeared to be grinding her pussy into her chair.

Booker walked over to the losers couch and sat down, legs spread so that
his balls were splayed out on the edge of the couch and his cock dangled
over it swaying like a huge black banana. Like this, everyone could see
his nude body and all four women kept glancing at him. The game
continued.

Booker stared as Allison removed her bra. Her big freckle covered boobs,
capped with the rosy colored nipples of most redheads along with her
pierced belly button really turned him on. "Holy shit," said one of the
girls. He quit daydreaming, and looked at the group, they were looking
at him or his crotch to be specific. All the nude female flesh had
turned his cock hard. It had risen off the couch and extended it's full
twelve inches.

Booker looked at the four girls staring in awe at his cock and decided
right there, that all four needed to be hooked on black cock before they
returned home. He didn't have time to fuck and dump Vicki, then seduce
her friends. He'd have to let some other brothas do the honors. "Sorry,"
he said, "It's got a mind of it's own."

Meat was next to go. The girls had developed a strategy of eliminating
the men one at a time to protect their own modesty. Meat stood and
pulled his boxers off, frowning as he saw his dick. It had shriveled up
and crawled up into his scrotum, looking tiny. Meat quickly sat back
down and Booker could see his hand tugging on it in a futile attempt to
make it look bigger. "You gotta go sit by Booker," said Mandy.

Meat stood back up for the first time in his life holding his hand
across his penis to cover it up and walked over to Booker. He sat down
beside the black man, everyone couldn't help comparing the foot long
black shaft to the formerly vain man's overcooked noodle.
"Meat my ass," whispered Booker to him. "They should call you worm."

Meat shook with anger, but the black man had a way of intimidating him
into submission. "Matt honey, while you're over there, would you fill me
up some more beer?" said Mandy. Matt felt it was a dig at him when the
girl he was hooking up with called him by his real name and not his
nickname, but he dutifully stood and walked naked over to the keg.

Ginger went next. Fred hadn't wanted her sitting beside Booker so he
picked Vicki. The poor girl ended up slouching with both arms covering
her breasts. It was Allison's guy who stripped Ginger.

The blonde was perfection. Legs, breasts, stomach, face, ass, all were
perfect. Her extra weight, complimented her body making it shake
excitingly. Her pussy was shaved too which drove the men crazy. Ginger
sat beside Booker, both staring down the other’s body, their legs
brushing erotically. "If you want, sometime I'll let you touch it," he
whispered in her ear.

"How long will it stay like that?"

"It won't go down until it gets off."

The nude Matt was getting more beer for someone, and his body suddenly
blocked the view from the table. Ginger grabbed Booker’s cock real quick, squeezed it and let go. "I'm sorry, I just had to touch it."

Booker couldn't respond, because Meat was returning, this time sitting
beside Ginger so that she was in the middle.

The game didn't last much longer, the three remaining girls were topless
and poor Vicki looked like she'd die if she had to take her panties off.
The other guy stripped, his penis even more pathetic looking then
Meat's.

The two girls ganged up on Fred and he stripped to his briefs, the bulge
under them hinting at another limp penis. Vicki seemed to sense he
didn't want to reveal himself, and said, "Listen, it's late, lets call
it a draw." The others agreed.

Vicki scrambled to cover her body back up, then walked over to a still
nude Booker. Everyone said their good nights and four couples found themselves headed to two rooms with double beds. "Where you going?" asked Mandy holding her clothes before her underwear clad body, "and can't you cover up?"

"I'm going to the next room," he said putting his arm around Vicki, "and
no sense covering up, I'll only be uncovering it again in a few seconds.
"You're with him?" Mandy couldn't keep the surprise out of her voice,
nor the look of horror on her face. Allison looked disgusted too, only
Ginger not seeming to care, though she couldn't stop staring at his
cock. She had sat close enough beside him to get a whiff of pheromones.
"Well, Matt and I are using the room, can't you go back to his house?
Can't you come back later?"

"Look at my cock, Mandy," Booker said. "I'm ready now."

"How about we just turn the lights out," said Fred, and the crisis was
solved.

Booker climbed on top the closest bed and laid on his back on top of the
covers while Meat quickly climbed under his covers. The girls got ready
for bed in the bathroom. When they finished and turned out the light,
the motel room was plunged into darkness. No one had shut the door to
the next room and Booker could clearly hear whispering and kissing.
Vicki slipped into bed beside him and snuggled into the crook of his
arm. Booker listened to the other couples.

"What's wrong? God I'm horny. How come it's not getting bigger? Don't
you like me? I must have had too much to drink."

"Ow," said Meat, suddenly from the next bed, "Quit pulling on it so rough."

"Then get hard damn it," said Mandy.

Vicki was running her hand across his chest. Booker grabbed her head and
pushed her down. "Suck on it again," he said loud enough the others
could hear.

Booker felt her hair brush across his chest and then her lips kissed his
stomach. They didn't linger, it was as if she were in a hurry to take
his cock in her mouth again. She was leaning across him sucking on the
tip and Booker leaned over, grabbing her ankle. He pulled her onto him
in the sixty-nine position. "Your pussy's soaked, you horny little slut," he said, and there was a feminine gasp in the next bed. Soon the room was filled with slurping sounds and soft moans from Vicki's throat.

The desire to please Booker was all she could think of as she tried to
take more of his cock down her throat. It was getting easier as her
throat loosened up, but then Booker's tongue ran up her slit and her
world exploded. She reared up crying out with pleasure, squeezing her
lips tight as she realized everyone could hear her. She had never cum
before and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. It only
renewed her determination to give Booker the best blow job he'd ever
had. It was hard to concentrate though, as his skillful tongue was
already triggering another orgasm to build up.

Many minutes later, "My pussy can't take any more," whispered Vicki,
then she squealed as Booker moved his tongue up to her ass. It felt
weird, but nice and she wasn't about to tell him what to do. She would
submit to whatever he wanted.

"I'm cumming," groaned Booker.

"Finally." Came Meat's voice in the darkness.

"Its been twenty-eight minutes," whispered Mandy back. "My god, it sounds like Vicki's drowning. Are those gulping sounds? I think she's
swallowing it!"

In the next room, Allison almost slipped on her way to the bathroom. She
bent down to feel the object. It was an article of clothing. A strange,
intoxicating smell was coming from it and she sniffed, then took a
deeper whiff. It smelled of sex and she liked it. She carried it into
the bathroom with her and turned the light on. It was the black man's
briefs. It didn't matter, she buried her nose in the fabric and breathed
the smell in. It made her hornier and she didn't think she could be any
hornier then she was now. Allison looked in the mirror at herself
holding the underwear to her nose. She was nude except for her skimpy
panties and she could see a wet spot forming near her crotch. Her hand
found its way under the waistband and a finger brushed along her slit.
God that felt good. The guy she was with was getting ready to go back to
his room embarrassed by his impotence. As soon as he was gone, she'd
play with her pussy for a while. She left the bathroom, stopping near
the door to the next room, the smell of sex was even stronger coming in
from that room. It made her wish she were in there with Booker instead
of Vicki. Once she thought of herself with the huge black man, the idea
wouldn't leave her mind, though it was something she'd never do.

Meanwhile, Vicki had righted herself and Booker had rolled on top of
her. Her face was buried in his chest, his body and manly scent
enveloping her. He was so big, her legs spread wide around his waist
opening her wide and she could feel the tip of his cock probing her
pussy.

The girl shuddered beneath him as Booker pushed the head of his cock
into a pussy that felt like a vice. Except for those sluts that had been
with an enhanced man for a while, all women were tight, but Vicki's was
the tightest pussy he had ever fucked. Booker needed to go slow working
in an inch with every couple of thrusts. Beneath him, Vicki writhed in
one long continuous orgasm, her screams muffled by his body. She jumped
in pain as he passed eight inches, and Booker decided she wasn't ready
for the whole thing yet. He started pounding her pussy to the point the
bed was banging against the whole and practically jumping off the floor.
It was too noisy to hear any voices, but he heard the door slam several
times as people left and someone closed the door connecting the two
rooms. Booker hunched his back and whispered in her ear, "Beg for it.
Tell me how much you love my cock."

In the next bed, Mandy had pushed Matt down under the covers and he was
half-heartedly eating her pussy, still he had given her a small orgasm
which only exacerbated her horny pussy, she wanted more. She wanted a
big, hard cock the size of Booker’s forcing her deep into the mattress.
Only she wanted a big white dick fucking her. She despised blacks, hated
them even, but she couldn't picture a white guy with a foot long cock,
only Booker.

Booker had kneeled and was holding Vicki's legs wide as he teased her
with his cock. "I love your cock," said Vicki, not exactly sure what he
wanted to hear and not used to being vocal during sex. "Fuck me, fuck me
with your big cock."

"Does my big black cock stretch you out?" He asked loudly.

"Sssh, they'll hear you," whispered Vicki.

"They left, we're all alone."

"Oh! Then yes, I love being filled with your big black cock. My pussy
loves your black c..."

"Stop it," yelled Mandy, disgusted. "We're still here. I can't take this
any more, come on Matt, we're going to the next room. She pulled Matt
out of bed and walked to the adjoining door to the next room. Allison
was there alone, her friend, plus Fred and Ginger had left. This room
wasn't much better, she could still hear the bed banging and the interracial lover’s voices, though it was softer.

"Here it comes baby."

"Cum in my pussy," begged Vicki. A strong jet of cum hosed the depths of
her pussy and Vicki had her biggest orgasm yet. Her eyes rolled back
into her head, her toes curled, and she cried out in pleasure, not
caring who heard her.

"Oh god," I should have made you wear a condom," said Vicki, after she'd
recovered. "There must be a gallon of cum in my pussy."

"The things don't fit or break over my big cock. I don't even try any
more."

"I'm not using birth control, but I think it's safe."

"Good, cause I wanna fuck you doggy style next. Get on all fours."

"I'm outta here," said Meat in the next room.

Mandy didn't even reply as he dressed and left for his room. He had
been a great fuck last night, but had let her down tonight when she
really needed it, tomorrow she'd find someone else to hook up with.    

"Oh Ow," cried Vicki. "No, keep it in. It's weird, but it feels kinda
good to have your thumb stuck up there."

Mandy and Allison didn't sleep at all that night as Booker fucked Vicki
all night long. They finally fell asleep around dawn as Booker snuck out
to go to work.

*******************

"Good morning Booker," said Vicki, grinning up at him as he sat beside
Devon in the lifeguard chair.

"S'up Vic," he said, glancing at her then returning to surveying the
waves.

"I was wondering, the girls want to go on a booze cruise tonight
and I was wondering if I should go with them."

"Do whatever you want."

"Would you like to come too?" Vicki's heart was beating nervously as she
wondered why he was being so distant.

"No, I'll probably go clubbing."

Vicki felt sick to her stomach. Had he just used her for sex? Last night
had been the most incredible of her life. She wanted to see him again,
every night before she left if possible. "How about tomorrow then?"

Vicki gasped as Booker looked down angrily at her. "Be right back," he
said to Devon. Booker jumped down off the stand and grabbed Vicki by the
arm hauling her out of ear shot of Devon. "What the fuck do you think
you're doing?"

"What do you mean? I thought you liked me."

"You’re embarrassing me in front of my bro. I'm ashamed to even be talking to you."

The damn broke and tears began pouring down Vicki's eyes. Booker's eyes
didn't soften the least when she started crying. "I t-thought you said I
w-was beautiful."

"You are beautiful, that's the problem. No girl with your body should be
wearing this piece of shit," he said, poking at her swimsuit. "I wanna
show off my woman to my buddies. Don't talk to me again unless you're
appropriately attired." She was still crying as he went back to work.

*******************

"No thanks, I'll wear it out," said Vicki to the sales woman.

"Listen honey," said the girl in the bikini shop. "That thing's barely
legal on you. The material on your panties keeps disappearing between
your ass cheeks and thongs are illegal in Stony Harbor."

"I'll have to keep pulling it out then. I like this one."

"I think it's perfect," said the black salesman, grinning at her. He was
as big as Booker and wore a shark tooth necklace over a tight tank top.
The way he was leering at her body, cemented her decision.

Vicki left the store walking down the street the short distance to the
boardwalk. She wore a tiny cheetah print bikini that exposed more of her
breasts then it covered and was so tight you could see the outlines of
her nipples which had remained hard and sensitive sense being with
Booker yesterday. Every male eye that saw her, stared at her lustfully,
approvingly, from old men to the numerous male teens crowding the
boardwalk. Several boys said, hi to her, she just returned their
greeting and kept walking.

Vicki had a stop to make before going to the beach. In her hotel, she
examined her crotch in the bathroom mirror and then pulled the bikini
bottoms down. The bikini was too small. She grabbed her razor and began
shaving her pussy, way too much hair was sticking out.

********************

"Holy shit, mon," said Devon, watching Vicki approach the lifeguard chair. "She did it."

"Pay me the ten bucks later," said Booker, jumping off the chair. He took Vicki's hand as she walked up. "Devon, this is Vicki. Isn't she
beautiful?"

"She sure is, mon. Gorgeous."

"Keep an eye on things for me." Booker led Vicki back to the shack and
nodded at the pimply faced kid who couldn't take his eyes off Vicki.

A few minutes later, Vicki had her legs wrapped around Booker's waist as
he lifted her up and down his shaft. Already her pussy was taking more
of his cock then it had last night. She wanted it all by the time she
had to go back home. "I'm glad you like my new suit," she said, taking
her tongue out of his mouth.

"I love it and that smooth pussy too."

"I'll do anything for you, for your cock. Anything."

"Are you prepared to prove it?" Booker whispered his demand in her ear.

A few minutes later. "Is this going to hurt?" Vicki was standing in the
sand, bent at the waist her stomach resting on a stack of rubber rafts.

"Yes, but I will go as easy as I can." Booker stuck the nozzle of the
suntan lotion in Vicki's ass hole and squeezed. He had already coated
his cock with lotion and he moved the head up to her anus. He held his
cock by the base to steady it, slowly pushing forwards.

"Oh god, it hurts." Vicki jerked forwards, but there was no where to go.
"It feels like you're ripping me in two. It doesn't get any thicker does
it?"

"No," lied Booker. He hadn't even pushed the entire head in and the
shaft under the head was quite thick. She jerked again as he pushed the
entire head in.

"I don't know if I can do this. It hurts, it doesn't feel good. Maybe if
it was smaller?"

"If it was smaller, you wouldn't be getting your ass fucked by a black
man in a beach shack."

Vicki didn't say anything as she knew he was right. "You're right, the
pain is starting to fade."

"Good. Then I'm going to start fucking you."

Booker slowly pushed the head in and out. Vicki relaxed a little and he
felt her ass muscles clench his cock a couple times. He started slipping
a little more in with each thrust. He decided to get the hard part over
with and shoved the thickest two inches in.

"Aaagh," Vicki bucked her ass in pain. Her knuckles were gripping the
rubber raft tightly and she had a grimace on her face as tears rolled
down her eyes. "Take it out. Please."

"Just give it a minute. Then if you want it out, I'll do so." Booker
actually waited several minutes, repressing his urge to start thrusting
his hips. He listened to her softly sob, her cries abating a little in
the end. "Well Vicki, are you going to obey me or do you want me to pull
out?"

"It's not so bad now. I want you to fuck my ass with you big cock. Shove
that black cock wherever you want."

Booker smiled. She learned fast. He fucked her ass for a good twenty
minutes managing to get half his cock in her. He bent one arm around her
waist and played with her clit making sure she came several times. After
cumming, he slowly pulled his cock out and watched light from the door
reflect off the sperm he had deposited in her ass as it flowed out. He
still wasn't used to the sheer amount of sperm his enhanced balls
produced, nor how quickly they refilled.

"Jesus, you're incredible," moaned Vicki, pushing herself off the rafts.
"I wish I wasn't leaving in three days."

"We will just have to make good use of those three days then."

"You mean it?"

"Yeah, I'll take you out tonight. Let the others go on the booze cruise.
I don't want to be stuck on a boat with a bunch of teenagers."

"That's fine with me. The others have been kinda bitchy to me since last
night. I think they're jealous." The way Vicki was smiling gave Booker
the impression that she wasn't upset about being envied. "Apparently,
while you were rocking my world, their guys performances left something
to be desired."

"White men often have problems when the see a superior black cock," said
Booker watching her put the tiny bikini back on. Booker stared at her
ass as they left the shack. The little bit of material that covered her
ass and kept disappearing between her butt cheeks was soaked with semen.

"Are you telling me that all black men have cocks like yours? I figured
you were something special."

"I am baby, but we're all hung. If you don't believe me walk down the
beach and check out the packages on the black lifeguards versus the
white."

They reached the stand and Booker said, "Pick you up at eight." He was
smirking as he climbed up beside Devon. Another young teenage June bug was standing by Devon. Booker took over while Devon led her teenager back to the shack.

*******************

"You got white gook all over the back of your leg," said Allison.

"Oops, seagull got me," replied Vicki. She flicked the wad of cum off
her leg wishing Allison wasn't watching then she could of lick it off
her fingers. The two girls had went for a walk down the beach. Allison
thought they were going to find Ginger while Vicki wanted to verify what
Booker had told her about black men was true. She was shocked to see
that it was. Every black lifeguard had a huge bulge. Some even had giant
Cock heads extending beyond their suits.

They found Ginger besides Fred's chair. He had a gorgeous blonde surfer
type lifeguard sitting beside him that Allison stared at constantly.

As they walked back to their blankets, Allison said, "Can I hang out
with you tonight?"

"Oh, I'm doing something with Booker."

Allison's eyes showed her disapproval. She wasn't a bigot like Mandy,
but she clearly didn't approve of mingling between the races. "Come on,
I get motion sickness. I really don't want to be stuck on a boat for
three hours. Plus, that lame guy I hooked up with last night is going."

"I guess you could hang with us."

"Hey, maybe Booker could set me up with that Viking god sitting beside
Fred?"

"I'll ask him."

******************

"Nope," said Booker. "I ain't gonna hook her up with no white boy. Devon
here will come with us if you want."

"She won't date a black guy. No offense Devon."

"She don't know what she missin, mon," said the black islander.

"We won't tell her then," said Booker. "Tell her I'll set her up with
Sven and then say he canceled at the last minute. Devon will take his
place."

"I don't like lying to my friends," said Vicki.

"You want her lookin down her nose at you for sleeping with me? Devon
will just have to change her mind about black men."

"She has been kinda snooty lately."

"Good, I'll pick you both up at eight."

"Tonight then," said Vicki.


Part 2: Allison


Allison held her mouth tightly shut to keep from crying out as she had a
small, unsatisfying orgasm that only made her horniness worse.
Hopefully, a big Nordic stud would take care of her cravings later
tonight. She pulled her two fingers out of her pussy and looked at them
amazed at the amount of fluid coating them. She had never been this wet
before or this horny. It was driving her crazy and the guy she had
hooked up with last night had been a limp dicked wimp. She had laid
beside him desperately tugging on his penis to make it hard while her
friend Vicki got the fucking of a lifetime by an over muscled black guy
with a big horse cock. It wasn't fair at all.

Allison didn't hate blacks, she just believed the races should stay
apart and now her good friend had succumbed to sleeping with a black
guy. Worse, Booker the lifeguard reeked of sexual prowess and even she
felt an animal attraction to him. Even stranger, somehow he had
completely changed Vicki. The shy girl had come out of her shell,
fucking, sucking, and even  buying a new skimpy bikini to please her
black lover. Could he be that good in bed?

Allison lowered her spread legs and put them on the floor. She was still
breathing heavy from cumming when she stood up off the toilet and turned
the shower on.

In the shower, she prayed Sven would fuck her like Booker fucked Vicki.
The big blonde youth had sat high in his lifeguard chair looking like a
god as he scanned the swimmers. She asked Vicki to get Booker to set
them up. Booker had agreed.  

Allison got out of the shower and admired her body while she fixed her
long red hair. She had a nice tan going which made her freckles fainter.
She had large breasts capped by rose colored nipples, a thin waist, wide
hips, and a hairy red bush. The only jewelry she wore was an ankle
bracelet and a birthstone stud in her pierced bellybutton.

She dressed in a sheer green bra and matching panties. The underwear was
really sexy and thin enough her erect nipples would push out the
material through her shirt. It would look like an accident, but she knew
it would attract the stares of any male who glanced at her. She wore a
tight tee shirt so short it stopped about an inch above her bellybutton
and shorts that started two inches below her belly button. The shorts were tight and complimented her ass. The outfit said, sexy, not slutty and she hoped it would make Sven's dick hard when he saw her.

Allison left the bathroom and her jaw dropped when she saw Vicki. Her
formerly conservative friend was wearing a short sundress that showed
her ample cleavage and the fact that she was clearly not wearing a bra.
Vicki's hard nipples, indeed, the entire white globes of her big breasts
showed clearly through the black material. Allison liked her friend
better when she was shy. Now she was a rival.

"Booker will be here soon, then we're gonna go get your date."

"So where we going?"

"Booker knows a bar we can get in."

"Cool." Just as she spoke, there was a pounding on the door and Vicki
rushed to open it, throwing herself into Booker's arms and kissing him
deeply. Allison crinkled her nose in distaste, but was a little envious.

"Damn baby, you look fine," said Booker stepping back to check out
Vicki. "You look pretty hot too Allison." Her outfit worked, Booker's
eyes zoomed in on her nipples. She felt a shiver of excitement run down
her spine as his eyes surveyed her body. "Lets get going."

"So Booker, what's Sven like?" Allison asked as they walked down several
blocks.

Booker shrugged. "I barely know the guy. Here we are." He knocked on an
apartment door and another black man came out, slapping hands together
with Booker like black men do. "By the way, Sven has a girlfriend so I
asked Devon to come with us. Devon this is Allison."

"Ja mon, I saw her on the beach."

"But I thought you were setting me up with Sven?"

"I told you he has a girlfriend. Vicki told me you needed a date. Devon
liked what he saw of you on the beach and agreed to come along. You
don't have a problem with black men do you?"

Allison gulped under the gazes of the two powerful black men. Both could
snap her in two with their hands and were so big, she was always staring
into their chests. "No, of course not." Allison didn't know what to say.
Booker had already seen her hooking up with that guy last night and she
couldn't lie and say she had a boyfriend. "Lets go." She'd just claim to
be tired and bugger out early. Her night and her chances of getting laid
were ruined.

Devon smiled and walked beside her. They followed Booker and Vicki who
held hands and every now and then Booker would let go and cup her ass.
Allison tried to make small talk.
"So Devon, where you from?"

"Trinibogo, it's a small island in the Caribbean."

"What's it like?"

"Very beautiful and undeveloped. Also we are very poor. There are less
then 300 people on the island and we are all fisherman. My people
contributed to send me here to get an education. Now I work and send
money to my family whenever I can."

"I see." There was something very noble about the black man.

They walked a couple blocks from the beach to one of Stony Harbor's
night clubs called Poseidon’s. It closed all winter, but opened in May with a big party. Tonight being Friday, a good-sized crowd was gathering here and the main entrance already had a line forming as the bouncers checked IDs.

Booker led them past the line to a back entrance where a giant black
bouncer stood guard. The three black men talked a bit and the bouncer
stepped aside letting them in. Allison watched his eyes check out
Vicki's body as she passed and then he turned his gaze on her and she
flushed as she entered the bar.

The club was packed. There were several hundred people, mostly whites in
their 20's and 30's, but here and there was a black man. Each black man
seemed a head taller then the rest of the crowd and all were muscular,
line-backer types. She didn't see many black girls, the few she did spot
were light-skinned with groups of whites. The black men were all with
white women. Some she recognized as lifeguards. The beach was an entirely different culture then she was used to in rural Pennsylvania.  

Booker and Devon went up to the bar to get some drinks. Allison chatted
with Vicki while they waited and Allison noticed a good-looking guy
sitting on a stool with some friends checking her out. He smiled at her
and she smiled back. His handsome face disappeared as Devon's massive
chest blocked her line of vision. The black man held a drink out to her.
"What's this?" she asked.

"It's a sex on the beach," he said.

Allison took it and sipped the sweet drink. "Not bad."

"You ever have sex on the beach?"

"No, I'm just used to beer."

"Well maybe later." The band came on making conversation impossible.
Devon leaned down so that his mouth was in her ear. "You want to dance?"

Not with him, but she figured if he was buying the drinks, why the hell
not? “Sure, let’s go.”

The four danced for several songs, either Booker or Devon leaving from
time to time for refills. Allison found herself becoming quite drunk and
was thankful for all the activity as it helped burn off some of the
booze. Mostly, the dancing was hands in the air as the floor was too
crowded, but sometimes Devon would grab her hips and pull her into him.
His cock would press into her belly each time he did so and it felt
huge. It was at least as big as Booker's and each time it touched her
she felt her resistance to the idea of interracial sex wavering.

Allison needed some air and squeezed out of the dance floor. She looked
back, Vicki was mashed between Booker and Devon. Their arms were in the
air holding their drinks to keep from spilling them as people bumped
into them. Allison turned around and found herself standing before the
handsome guy who had checked her out earlier. "Hi," he said."

"Hi."

"I'm Jerry."

"Allison." He was medium build, kind of wiry, with a handsome face. He
looked to be in his mid-twenties and probably assumed she was
twenty-one.

"You with the black guy?"

"Not really."

"Good. Can I buy you a drink?"

"Sure." Jerry turned around and got the bartender’s attention. He turned
back with a beer and a big glass filled with what looked like lemonade.
"What's this?" She sipped it, it was good, but strong.

"A margarita. You've never had one?" He had one eyebrow raised.

"Sure," she lied. "It's just I usually drink beer."

Allison chatted with Jerry, swaying a little on her feet, the margarita
not helping her. She decided she liked the good-looking guy. He would be
the one she took home tonight.

A big hand rested on Allison's shoulder and turned her around. "Hey,
where'd you get the drink?" asked Devon.

"Jerry bought it for me." Allison pointed a finger at Jerry.

"Yeah dude, she said she wasn't with you or nuthin." The white guy
didn't appear too scared of Devon, probably felt safe with his friends.

"Thanks mon," said Devon to Jerry, then to Allison, "You ready to hit
the dance floor again?"

"No, I think I need to go to the bathroom." Vicki showed up at that
moment and the two girls went together.

"Yeah, I need to go whiz too," said Jerry standing up. "Meet you here
when you’re finished," he called to Allison.

After a long wait, they made it to the girl's room, Vicki went first and talked to Allison through the stall walls. "I love being out and all, but I can't wait to get back to our room and feel Booker's big cock in me again."

"VICKI! What's gotten into you?"

"Black cock, that's what‘s gotten in me. Sorry, Booker likes me to talk dirty, so I've been practicing. What do you think of Devon?"

"He's nice and all."

"You gonna fuck him?" Vicki came out and Allison took her place in the
stall while Vicki checked her make up.

"Of course not."

"Why not?"

"He's black."

"Listen Allie, I've seen his bulge, he's huge. That things a real pussy
pleaser. He'll give you the best fucking of your life with it. Trust me
I know. I don't know what I'm gonna do when we get home without Booker to fuck me, I guess I’ll fuck some black guy on the basketball team I guess.

"What if (Hic) your parents find out?"

"They won't. Say, if that's what’s holding you back, Mandy and Allison
don't have to know you fucked a black guy. It'll be our little secret."

"I'm not gonna fuck a black guy, Vicki. (Hic) I'm gonna take that pretty
boy I was talking to home. (Hic) I just hope Devon understands."

"A black cock in your throat will cure them hiccups."

"No (hic) thanks." Allison was growing disgusted with her friend's
behavior.

******************

Jerry was pissing in the urinal when a voice behind him said, "Hey mon,
stay away from my girl."

"She says she's not your girl, buddy." Jerry zipped up his pants and
flushed the urinal. "That means she's fair game. May the best man win."

"I don't have time to fuck around with you, mon. She be leavin soon and I need to fuck her tonight. I'm tellin ya, stay away from her."

"Or what? Fuck with me and I'll have the bouncers throw you out. I don't
care how big you are." No doubt the big black guy could kick his ass,
but he wasn't about to be intimidated. He was relieved when the black
guy turned his back, but he didn't leave, he flipped the lock on the
bathroom door. Jerry suddenly felt scared.

The next thing Jerry knew, the black man had an iron grip on his throat,
his back was against a stall wall and his feet were several inches off
the ground. He swung futilely at the man's muscled arm but it was like
hitting a brick wall. The black tightened his grip on his throat until Jerry quit beating on him. Then the black guy dropped him. He slid down, falling on his ass.

The black man grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head up, slapping
him across the face, only it wasn’t with his hand that did the slapping, it was with his penis and it was the biggest monster dick Jerry had ever seen. The black man slapped him several times with it and it stung.

"Look at it, mon. That's a black cock. Can you do better? I bet you have a little noodle hiding in your pants." Jerry felt his own penis crawling
up into his scrotum from fear as the hard black penis cracked against
his jaw. "That bitch out there is hot for some cock not a tiny white worm. You can't satisfy her."  Jerry was really scared now and thinking he might offer to blow the man's big cock if he  promised not to hurt him. Just as he was parting his lips, the black man pulled away and turned to pee in the urinal. Jerry stared at the cock as it peed above his head. The black man finished and shook it, drops of urine flying everywhere some even missing the urinal and falling on Jerry's pant leg. "You stay away from her, mon," said the black guy as he left.

It took a while for Jerry to get up the courage to get off the floor. He
laid there as two other people peed. They must have assumed he was drunk. Within seconds, he had gone from cool and confident, to emasculated and willing to suck some guys cock to keep from getting hurt. He could practically smell the fear in the room.
This event haunted Jerry for a long time.

*****************

Allison looked around for Jerry, but couldn't find him. She was so drunk She could barely walk and it was getting late, but at least her hiccups
had stopped. Devon came out of the bathroom. "Come on, we're getting out
of here," he said.

"Lets walk down to the boardwalk," said Booker, as the four of them left.

Not getting laid tonight, thought Allison, thinking about Jerry. Where
had he disappeared too? He was probably looking for her right now. Devon
put his arm around her to keep her steady. She appreciated it, it felt
safe to have his arm around her.

They reached the boardwalk which was practically deserted at night this
early in the year. On the corner sat a fancy motel with an outdoor pool and a Jacuzzi lit by underwater lights. It was too fancy to be overflowing with June bugs. "Want to go pool hopping?" asked Booker.

“Ja mon, sounds fun," said Devon.

Allison just wanted to go to bed and was about to protest when Devon's
strong hands grabbed her waist and lifted her over the fence. "But I'm
not wearing a bathing suit."

"I'm not even wearing a bra," laughed Vicki. "Come on, we'll strip down
over there where it's darker."

"Only if they promise not to look."

"We promise," said Booker. The two black men were shirtless already and
starting on their shorts.

Allison took off her shirt and shorts, feeling naked in the sheer bra
and panties. Much to her amazement, Vicki just pulled the sundress over
her head. All she was wearing was a small thong that left her ass cheeks
bare. She didn't even try covering her big breasts.

"Ooooo, it's freezing," said Vicki testing the water with her foot.
Then without another word, she jumped in.

Allison decided to take the plunge and followed her. "Holy shit, it's
cold," she said coming back to the surface.

They swam down to the black men at the other end of the pool already in
the water. "Sorry ladies, it doesn't get warm until mid-July," said
Booker, "but it's warmer then the ocean."

"Brrrr," Allison's teeth were chattering. Her already hard nipples were
aching a little, growing even bigger from the cold.

"Let's move to the Jacuzzi," said Devon.
 
"Great idea." Vicki swam to the ladder and climbed up, both black men
staring at her exposed ass. She turned around to show off her breasts
and then ran over to the Jacuzzi.

"Would you two turn around?" They did, and Allison ran over to the
Jacuzzi herself. She quickly sat down and watched the black men, getting
the shock of her life. Booker and Devon used their powerful muscles to
raise themselves out of the water. They were skinny dipping. Their huge
cocks swung ponderously as they slowly walked over to the Jacuzzi.
Despite the freezing pool, despite the cold night air, their cocks were
still swollen and plump, longer soft and dangling then any erect white
penis she had ever seen.  

Allison had a blank, shocked expression on her face as Devon sat down
beside her. The four talked for some time, Allison was surprised she
actually liked Devon's company. Vicki moaned and Allison saw that her
eyes were closed. Booker had one hand underwater, so did Vicki and as
Allison stared, Booker's cock head broke the surface and rose up out of
the water like a big black sea serpent.

Booker raised himself out of the water and sat on the edge, his hard
cock sticking out above the huge balls splayed over the Jacuzzi rim.
Vicki leaned over and wrapped her lips around his dick. Allison stared
in amazement until she felt Devon's hand wrap around her wrist, bringing
it underwater over to his cock. Before coming to her senses and pulling
her hand back, she stroked his entire shaft, even the knobby head.
"I can't," she said.

Devon nodded. "We should leave them alone then."

Allison nodded back. She felt a strong desire to watch her friend slurp
on Booker's huge cock, but the smell of the chlorine was strong and
making her sick to her stomach. Vicki looked up long enough to say, "You
don't know what your missing."

Devon stood up and she saw that his cock was as long as Booker's, at
least a foot and even a little thicker. It bobbed before him as he
walked over and stole a towel from a balcony handing it to her like a
gentleman.

Allison dried off, then dressed. Devon lifted her over the fence again
and they walked off down the boardwalk. "Lets walk back down the beach,"
said Devon. He pulled her off the boardwalk before she responded.

They were walking down the beach and stopped near a lifeguard chair.
Devon put his hands on Allison's shoulder and turned her so that she was
facing him. He leaned forward to kiss her and she froze. "What's wrong?"

"N-othing, I'm just very tired and drunk, that's all."

"Is it cause I'm black?"

"No of course not."

"Have you ever been with a black man?"

"No."

"Neither had your friend. Now she's hooked on black cock. I doubt if
another white boy will ever get his penis near her pussy."

"She's just going a little wild because she's on vacation, that's all."
Allison wasn't so sure she was right, but said it anyway.

"You're on vacation too. Why don't you go a little wild. Try something
new." He was pushing down on her shoulders as he spoke. Her legs were
already shaky from the booze and she fell to her knees, her face
staring right at his crotch.

"What are you doing?" Allison asked. Devon was opening his shorts.

"No one will ever have to know, Allison." He was unzipping his pants now. "Just check out my cock and tell me that you don't want it." Devon's cock looked like it hadn't shrunk at all since he'd gotten dressed. The head was sticking out well above the waist band of his briefs. He flipped his underwear down and his cock fell down like a tree, pointing right at her face. "I know you’re horny Allison. Just try it this once, then you can go back to your friends and tell them nothing happened. I wont tell anyone."
   
"Yeah, sure you won't" Without the chlorine, she could smell his cock
now. It was a musky, manly smell that had her mouth and pussy watering.
She licked her lips looking at it.

"I promise," he replied.

Allison reached up and lovingly caressed his shaft. She did want to try
out a cock this big even if it was black. She leaned forward, kissing
the tip of his cock, surprised that she wanted to do this for him. She
wasn't into cock sucking. She'd only done it with about three boys, ones
she really liked. She didn't enjoy it, except that they often returned
the favor and the fact that it made boys putty in her hands. She ran her
tongue around the head and then down the shaft, lovingly coating every
square inch of Devon's cock. She finished coating it and returned to the
head, opening wide and taking it in her mouth.

She stared down the rest of his shaft while sucking on his cock head.
Her eyes crossed as his shaft seemed to extend forever until it reached
his crotch.

Allison began bobbing her head. Her knees dug into the sand as she tried
to cram as much cock into her mouth as she could without choking. Waves
were breaking nearby, the water almost reaching her feet. The cool sea
breeze was blowing up her shorts, making her soaked panties clammy.  She
was bobbing her head so fast her neck was hurting. She wanted to taste
his cum. She wanted to make him happy. She wanted to feel him deep in
her pussy. The last thought, scared her. If he came in her mouth, she
wouldn't be able to feel his cock inside her. She jerked back, his glistening cock flying up out of her mouth and slapping his belly.

"Whoa, put them lips back on that cock."

"But I want to feel you in my pussy."

"That ain't a white dick you're servicing, that's a black cock. It'll be
ready for your pussy. Now finish sucking me off."

Allison obeyed, not believing him, but desirous of making him happy.
She managed nine inches in her mouth and throat before she felt she
couldn't take anymore. Next time, she'd swallow it all. Next time?
Exactly at what point had she decided this wasn't a one time thing?
Probably the moment she kissed his dick.

Allison almost didn't get to taste his sperm. Devon came with a grunt,
he grabbed the back of her head and held her still as his cock pumped
sperm directly into her belly. He held it there a long time before
removing it. Luckily, she squeezed his shaft tightly as he pulled out,
milking one last wad of cum which she rolled around on her tongue before
swallowing. She liked it.

Devon pulled her to her feet and she let him strip her there on the
beach, the shadowy forms of late night revelers walking down the distant
boardwalk.

Devon grabbed her hips and with no effort at all, he lifted her high and
sat her down on the foot rest of the lifeguard chair. It was situated at
just the right height, for his face to be staring right between her
legs. He pulled her legs wide and stepped between them.

"Oh my," she said when Devon's tongue licked between her labia. She
automatically opened her legs as wide as they would go as the black man
nibbled on her pussy lips, then sucked her clit between his lips. He
moved back down her slit and she stared at her engorged clit. She had
never seen it so swollen and distended. It throbbed with arousal. Devon
jabbed his tongue inside her and licked up, it curled around her clit
and she came. It was the most powerful orgasm of her young life. It put
all the ones little boys had given her to shame.

Devon pushed her legs up and back, opening her up for him. He started
furiously running his hard tongue up and down while she softly moaned.
The angle was such that her sphincter was pointing at him. His tongue
kept getting closer and closer to it and then it was running all around
her little rosebud, pushing into it, then moving back up to her clit. He
repeated this and Allison discovered it was possible for her to have
more then one orgasm. She came three more times before he quit.

Devon climbed onto the lifeguard chair and sat down. He pulled her to
her feet and turned her around so that she faced him. His cock was
half-hard and on the rise. He grabbed the tip and tugged it twice. When
he let go, it was completely hard again. "Ride me," he said grabbing the
base of his cock and holding it out.

Allison put one knee on either side of Devon's big form and lifted
herself up, so that his huge cock head was poised to enter her pussy. She moaned as she slowly lowered herself. The head alone stretched her labia wide apart and she was grateful his tongue had loosened her up for it. She began raising and lowering herself over the end of his dick, taking a little more with each bounce until she had half of it stuck in her pussy stretching her out like never before.

 "Just take it all, then you can go back to your little white dicks."

Allison came to a realization. "I'm not going back. Vicki was right. I
only want to be fucked by big cocks...black cocks from now on."

"Then fuck that big black cock slut. Ride it."

Allison did just that, slamming her ass down hard with each bounce to
force more cock into her. Soon Allison was bouncing on all twelve inches
like a mad woman. A scream was forming in back of her throat and Devon
clamped his hand across her mouth just as she came and held her still.
She writhed on his cock like a bitch in heat unaware that three drunks
were passing them less then ten feet away. Devon let go of her mouth and
she started riding him again.

Allison's knees hurt against the hard wood of the chair, but she didn't
care. She bounced almost until she couldn't move anymore and he came
deep inside her pussy. He filled her womb with another large load of
sperm, some primitive desire wishing he was giving her a baby, but
knowing it was impossible thanks to the pill. Allison collapsed against
Devon's hard muscular chest and heard two people clapping. She could see Booker and Vicki out of the corner of her eye.

"Come on," said Vicki, "lets go back to the room and fuck these two
studs in a comfy bed.

****************

The two girls giggled together the whole way to the room. Allison kept
thanking Vicki for setting this up. Both rooms were empty when they got
there. Ginger was at Fred's and Mandy must have met somebody on the
booze cruise. They each took an adjoining room but left the connecting
doors open.

Devon got up to go to the bathroom and returned with a bottle of sun tan
lotion. "What's that for?" asked Allison.

"I'm gonna introduce yo ass to black cock."

"That thing will rip me in two."

"I'll go easy."

Allison was still apprehensive as Devon coated her sphincter with
lotion, even pushing one beefy finger in her ass up to the knuckle. Just
his finger felt huge in her virgin ass and when he added a second finger
she winced in pain.

Devon removed his finger and placed the tip of his cock against her ass
hole. She could feel lotion dripping off it and was thankful he had
coated his cock so thoroughly. Devon pushed and Allison jumped in pain
as her sphincter stretched wide. She tried to pull away from it, but the
strong black man wrapped an arm around her waist and held her tight.
Just when she thought the pain was unbearable, her sphincter closed
around the thick head and Devon stopped holding it still so that she
could grow used to it. It hurt again when Devon started pushing more in.
He took his time and she was thankful he was making this as painless as
possible. He managed to squeeze a little more then half in and after
awhile she started to like it.

Allison heard Vicki talking dirty in the next room. "Fuck my white
pussy. I love that big black cock." She decided to ape her friend, after
all Vicki had been doing this a day longer then she had. "Shove that
black cock into my tight white ass," she shouted loud enough for Vicki
and Booker to hear. For the next half hour, the two girls seemed to
compete over seeing who had the filthiest mouth. Finally, Allison shouted "Fill my ass with your hot black seed," loud enough she drowned out Vicki's orgasmic cries of pleasure.

"Gotta piss baby," said Devon, pulling his cock out of her ass. She
winced as he turned the light on in the bathroom and she covered her
eyes. Allison laid there on her stomach feeling her ass slowly close and
Devon's sperm welling up to the surface until it began to flow down her
crack. He turned the light off and the room was plunged back into
darkness.

Allison felt Devon's cock poking at her face and she moved her mouth up
to take the head inside her mouth. He was hard as a rock. This big black
man was like no other she had ever encountered. Booker too, because the
squeals of pleasure were starting back up in Vicki's room. Allison was
thankful he had apparently washed his cock when he went to piss. She
couldn't taste the sun tan lotion nor her ass.
He pulled his cock out and flipped her over. Soon he had thrown her legs
over his arms and was fucking the hell out of her again. "Jesus, your
big cock is making me cum again. Oh god, oh god, here it cu..."

"Actually, this is the first time it's ever made you cum," grunted Booker.

The men had switched places, but Allison was too far gone to care. Her
pussy squeezed his cock tight as she writhed in orgasm.

It was a night of many firsts for Allison. Booker
filled her womb with a huge load of sperm as big as Devon's and they
laid side by side resting while she played with his limp cock. "Climb on
board," he said as it turned hard again.

Allison mounted him. She wanted to go slow and took her time raising and
lowering herself over his cock. She felt someone climb on the bed behind
her and a cock poked at her ass.
"Where's Vicki?" asked Booker.

"She passed out, mon," said Devon, pushing his big knobby cock back into
her ass.

She fucked them both, the joy of having both holes plugged at the same
time brought forth her biggest orgasms yet. They took turns slamming
their cocks into her then filled her at the same time. Allison passed
out from the pleasure before they even came.

She woke up later alone on the bed, fresh deposits of sperm pouring out
both holes. The sounds of heavy fucking were coming from Vicki's room
now. She closed her eyes and slept the few hours until dawn.

In the morning, Booker and Devon both kissed her and then Vicki goodbye.
"You girls want to do this again tomorrow night?" asked Booker.

"Yes," they both said together.

"We'll start early and hit the bar. Then we know this party that starts
tonight and is gonna happen every Saturday all summer. It's a long walk
down the beach, but it should be worth it.

"As long as we get plenty of time with your cocks," said Vicki,
Allison nodding agreement.

"That can be arranged," said Booker. "Oh by the way, you should invite
Ginger and Mandy too. We'll see that they have a good time also.
See you on the beach.

The two girls nodded as the black men left them.


Part 3: Ginger


Ginger arched her back so that her breasts thrust out. She almost
giggled at the expressions on her admirers’ faces as the teen boys stared at her bikini clad body. Men were so predictable, her breasts could get her whoever she wanted. They were big, heavy and if she followed in her mom's footsteps, they would turn into huge udders sagging over a fat belly, but for now she wouldn't trade them for all the money in the world.

Nor did she look like her mother at this time. Ginger had gained five
pounds in the last year, enough to turn her thin teen body voluptuous.
Her bosom and ass jiggled excitedly when she walked or ran. None of the
teen boys that filled the beach this senior week could resist staring as
she walked by.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" said a boy.

"Yeah, want to go to a party?" asked another.

"No thanks boys, I'm going to a club tonight."

She smiled as the boys left. Ginger loved being the center of attention.
Something inside her wandered if she shouldn't pick one to fuck tonight.
She had hooked up with Fred, a hot lifeguard who rocked her world the
first night, but had been a big disappointment since. His nice hard dick
had turned into a limp noodle on their second night and it was made worse by the fact that she had been the horniest she'd ever been in her life that same night and was still horny. She hadn't given up hope, he was coming to the bar with them tonight and she really liked him, but she really needed to get laid.

Worse, Fred had a black buddy with a foot long penis that she had seen
fully hard playing strip quarters and she even squeezed it when no one
was looking. That huge black cock had insinuated it's way into her brain
and she couldn't look at Booker without picturing him naked. Her good
friend Vicki was fucking him and had never seemed happier. Lucky bitch!

"Where the hell is Allison going?" asked Mandy. She was lying beside
Ginger. Her friend had a skinny body with very pale skin and a beautiful
face. Her breasts were medium sized, but looked big on her skinny frame.

Ginger followed Mandy's gaze. Allison was walking in the distance,
talking with another black lifeguard. They were walking near a beach
shack going towards the boardwalk. "I don't know," she said
looking at Mandy. When they looked back, Allison and the black guy had
disappeared.

"I'm looking forward to tonight," said Ginger, smiling as some boys
tripped over each other staring at her.

"I guess. I just don't like hanging out with a black guy."

"A black guy with a huge dick."

"That thing isn't natural. No woman could handle something that big."

"Vicki hasn't complained." Allison shook her head at the expression of
disgust on Mandy's face. "Get over it Mandy. Vicki seems happy and if I
had seen that big dick first, who knows, I might have tried it out myself. How was that boy you hooked up with on the booze cruise?"

"He was ok, didn't last very long, but then we were both pretty drunk.
What about Fred?"

"Still no action since the night of our room party. Sucks, he's so
good-looking and was great that first night. I like him, but this is
vacation, I need a good fucking."

"I can help," said a skinny boy checking her out as he walked by.

"No thanks," she said, then to Mandy, "Booker seemed to last all night
with Vicki."

"Ain't natural."

"Speaking of Fred, he's waving for me to come talk to him." Ginger stood
up looking at Fred in the distance on the lifeguard chair.

********************

Ginger pulled down the tight tee shirt. It left about an inch of her
belly bare occasionally showing her navel. She knew men liked this
look. A big star on the chest of the shirt seemed to emphasize her
bra-less breasts. Small, tight shorts and sandals completed her outfit.

Ginger walked out of the bathroom into the motel room and saw that she
wasn't the only one bra-less. Allison was dressed like Ginger was, only
Allison's shirt showed off her entire belly, drawing attention to her
belly button ring. Her breasts and nipples really stuck out under the
shirt. Vicki was wearing a tight sun dress that showed every curve of
her fantastic body. Ginger couldn't see any panty lines. Her formerly
conservative friend wasn't wearing any underwear! Mandy was wearing a
two piece blue top and skirt, that showed off her navel and complimented
her pale skin. Ginger couldn't see her nipples and assumed she was
wearing a bra. She strongly considered changing into something even
sexier, not liking that her friends looked as good as she did.

There was a pounding on the door and Vicki let Booker in. He was
followed by Fred and another black guy, Devon the islander. Booker gave
Vicki a kiss so big, Ginger almost wondered if they'd stay behind in the
motel room while the others went out. Then Devon gave Allison an equally
big kiss, shocking Mandy, who turned even paler if possible. Two of their friends had gone black! Ginger was instantly jealous as Fred came over and gave her a little peck on the lips. Allison had found herself a big black guy to satisfy her.  She glanced down at Devon's crotch, knowing she would see a giant bulge and she wasn't disappointed. Then something weird happened, Devon leaned over and gave Vicki a kiss on the lips. Instead of looking upset, Booker did the same to Allison. What exactly happened last night while me and Mandy were on the booze cruise, she wondered?        

Ginger held hands with Fred as they walked to the club. Mandy held back,
the odd girl out being dateless. Vicki and Allison were all over their
black studs. They arrived at the back door of the club and a huge black
bouncer let them in, staring at each girl's body as they passed.

Ginger's eyes lit up the moment she saw the crowded bar. This was the
magical place where people over twenty-one partied. This was a place where she could shine, be stared at while she danced, have men buy her drinks, and just three more years to go until she could go to bars all the time.

It was everything she thought it would be. Ginger rarely left the dance
floor, the guys bought rounds, returning with drink after drink in their
hands. As soon as Fred was gone to the bar or bathroom, some man would
move in trying to dance with her. The men left Vicki and Allison alone,
knowing they were with the giant black men. Some were pretty cute and
she almost wished Fred hadn't come along, she kept her fingers crossed
praying he would get an erection tonight to satisfy her needy pussy.
Even Mandy seemed to be having a good time, dancing with several men.

Once, while Fred was at the bar, Vicki and Allison were in the
bathroom leaving Devon and Booker to dance with her. Booker came in from
the front while Devon moved in from the rear. They mashed her between
them so tightly, she could feel her hard nipples bending against
Booker's muscled chest. She also felt Booker's huge cock pushing into
her belly and Devon's resting above her ass. The strangest thing
happened when she felt their cocks, her pussy already wet and horny for
days, suddenly got a fresh coating of lubrication. Her pussy lips
swelled and slowly parted as if it were begging for their cocks. The
sexual power these men gave off was unbelievable. Ginger knew that if
she didn't get out from between them, she might beg one or both (that was a new idea) to fuck her and betray her two friends.

Ginger squeezed out from between them just as the two girls returned
distracting the black men. She found herself staring into the tee shirt
covered chest of another large black man.
"You are hot," said the man.

"Sorry, I'm here with someone."

"I'm not trying to pick you up, I just want to see your tits."

"Well that's forward." He was quite handsome.

"Name's Willie. Lift your shirt up and I will give you this hundred
dollar bill."

Ginger stared at the bill in Willie's beefy hand. "Here?"

"Yes, here. You're the hottest girl in this bar. Show them to the world.
Just lift your shirt up for a few seconds and I will give you the
money."

Ginger looked at Fred. He was still leaning on the bar trying to get
waited on. None of her other friends were looking at her. "Alright, real
quick." Ginger untucked her shirt and pulled it up over her breasts. Her
nipples were fat and stuck out half an inch, pointing upwards on her
giant chest.

"Now smile and look over there," said Willie, staring at her magnificent
chest.

Ginger looked to her left and quickly pulled her shirt down in horror
when she saw the other giant black man holding the video camera pointed
at her. "What the..." Several people nearby had seen her and whistled,
clapped, or made hooting noises.

"Did you get us?" asked Willie. He handed Ginger the money.

"Yeah bro, you two look good together. That's a great rack baby. You
ought a be in pictures."

"Who are you? What's going on?"

"I'm Latrell. We're making videos of hot girls."

"Listen, I'm underage, my mom will kill me if she finds out."

"Tough shit. Your hot body is gonna be all over TV selling videos. "Girls Gone Black" is gonna make millions."

Ginger felt the color drain from her face. What do you mean "Girl's Gone
Black"?"

"It was my idea," said Willie. "Make a video to sell on TV of hot,
young, white girls showing their bodies to black men."

"My dad's going to kill me," she murmured. "Hey, you didn't have my
permission..."

"You took the money baby," said Latrell. "Goods for services. Tell you
what, meet us outside where we can talk quietly and we'll discuss it.
Who knows, you might convince us."

"Alright, give me a few minutes." Ginger looked for her friends, Vicki
was closest. "Vic, I think I drank too much. I'm going to go get some fresh air."

"I think we're leaving soon to go to the big party. Booker says it's a
several mile walk."

"Ok, I'll meet you out front. Tell Fred where I went, ok?"

****************

Fred got back with a handful of drinks. "Where'd Ginger go?"

"Wasn't feeling well," said Vicki. "She's gonna meet us out front when
we leave."

"I'll go wait with her," he said. It took Fred a long time to get
through the crowd. When he arrived at the entrance, he didn't see
Ginger, but he saw a girl that looked like Ginger a block away walking
towards the boardwalk. She was walking between two huge male figures.

****************

"Look guys, I need that tape," said Ginger hurrying to keep up with the
large strides of the two men.

"Nope," said Latrell. "You might as well go back to your friends. We're
going to another bar for more pictures."

"Please, I'm begging you?"

"I wouldn't let you have the tape if you offered to wrap your lips
around my black cock," said Willie.

Ginger gasped, the idea sent a surge of pleasure up her spine. She knew
just by looking at them, that they had huge cocks. Cocks that wouldn't
have any problem getting hard, unlike Fred's. Cocks that would make her
scream like Vicki had with Booker. "How about if I offered to suck both
of you off then?

That stopped the black men. "You just got my attention," said Latrell,
"but this tape is worth a fortune. A blow job won't cut it, I want to
stick my cock anywhere I want on your body."

"Me too," said Willie. Ginger looked shocked, but her pussy lips were
swelling again. Willie added, "Don't pretend you don't want it, bitch.
Once you get some big black cock in you, limp dicked white men will
never satisfy you again. You'll do it or your dad will see a black bar
across his daughter's tits the next night he watches TV."

"Ok," she said meekly.

"Come on then," said Latrell taking her hand and pulling her down the
steps to the beach. He led her under the boardwalk. "Get on your knees
and take my cock out." Ginger just looked at him a little shocked. "Do
it bitch. I don't have all night."

Ginger fell to her knees in the cold sand. Light from the street lamps
filtered through the planks above her head, illuminating Latrell and
making him look striped. He was wearing khaki pants with a belt, she
reached out and started unbuckling the belt. Beside her, Willie was
already stripping off his jeans. She pulled Latrell's belt out of his
pants and ran the palm of her hand across his bulge. She gasped as she
felt the length and thickness of it. Her hands moved up and fumbled with
the buttons. She hurried though she didn't want to seem too enthusiastic, after all these men were essentially blackmailing her.

Ginger tugged his pants down and then grabbed his boxer shorts. She
pulled his boxers out and down, watching his huge cock fall out like a
felled redwood. His cock was as long as Booker's, but thinner. Latrell
also didn't have the foreskin that Booker's had. Latrell's cock was a
light brown with a lighter head. His cock head was big and knobby. The
shaft hovered, not quite straight out, revealing a huge nut sack as big
as Booker's.

Out of Ginger's circle of friends, she was the only one who liked giving
blow jobs. It gave her power over the man, making them putty in her
hands. Plus, it was only a few minutes work and she could sense when the
guy was about to cum so she'd never had to swallow the nasty stuff. Her
boyfriends and hookups had all been easy with penises 5 1/2 to 6 1/2
inches long, but this monster changed the rules.

Ginger reached up and grabbed the base, holding it steady. She stuck her
tongue out and licked around the head, not even caring that her tongue
touched some of his precum. She wanted to lick the whole thing, but was
too anxious to get it in her mouth. She opened wide and swallowed the
head, gagging as it hit her throat, then trying harder to swallow more.
She was craving this cock! She had always thought of sperm as messy and
nasty, but images of him covering her body or of him filling her mouth
with his load were filling her mind, making her crave it more. An itch
was growing deep in her wet pussy. Beautiful, buxom, blonde haired,
blue-eyed, Ginger Wells, the head cheerleader and the most popular girl
in high school wanted to have her body used by two black men. All her
previous lovers, all the men she had blown and fucked, they had been the
lucky ones to have her, but with these two men, she considered herself
lucky.  

Ginger managed to swallow half his length and looked up to see if he was
enjoying it. The black man looked like a giant from that perspective, he
was well over six and a half feet tall. He was unbuttoning his shirt and
she ran her eyes down his muscular chest. She moved her head back and
let his cock plop out of her mouth so she could catch her breath. Willie
stepped next to him, she had forgotten about him she was so caught up in
giving Latrell a blow job. Willie had stripped naked and she ran her
eyes down his body, gasping at the size of his cock. It was beautiful,
probably a little longer then a foot, thick as her wrist, and perfectly
formed. She couldn't help herself, and leaned over taking the tip of
Willie's cock in her mouth.

She sucked Willie for a few minutes, then he pushed her back while
Latrell pulled her shirt off over her head. Topless, she stared at the
two big cocks bobbing inches from her face. Entranced, she was barely
aware, of being pulled to her feet so that one of the black men could
pull her shorts down. Ginger, now nude kneeled again. She didn't know
who to suck first, she wanted both of their superior black cocks in her
mouth. Neither man seemed in a hurry to cum. If she didn't quit
switching between them this would never end. Did she want this to end?
Yes, but only because she wanted them to cum.  

Ginger settled on Willie. She took his cock in her mouth again and
started bobbing her head rapidly, wanting to taste his sperm. Latrell
briefly laid down in the sand on his side and started sucking on her
nipples. He played with her tits for awhile, before moving behind her.
Willie lowered himself, falling to his knees and Ginger ended up on all
fours to keep his cock in her mouth. She felt Latrell's strong hands
squeeze the big, firm globes of her ass cheeks and then something was
poking at her pussy.

Latrell's big cock head entered her wet pussy easily. Ginger couldn't
believe how wide it made her stretch. The huge, hard ridge under the
helmet was like a plow pushing deep into her pussy, the shafts puffy
veins scraped across her clit causing her to tremble from a small
orgasm. The orgasm made her choke on Willie's cock it came so fast and
caught her off guard, she had never cum this quickly before.

This was heaven! She had never thought about having two men at once or
of the pleasures a threesome could bring. Ginger stopped, she was
thinking like a slut.  "You are one sexy slut," said Willie, grabbing her head and pulling her forwards so that more of his superior black cock entered her throat. She shivered from another orgasm when he called her a slut. The thought of acting and being used like a slut turned her on. Ginger quit thinking, focusing on sucking Willie off, but finding it
difficult as Latrell pushed his cock in past the half way mark. She
came again as his shaft plowed into virgin territory and the orgasms
were getting bigger as she took more of his cock.

Soon, Ginger was taking Latrell's entire shaft and every couple bobs of
her head, she would feel Willie's pubic hair tickle her nose as she
swallowed him whole. The three quickly developed a rhythm and picked up
the pace as Willie's cock started swelling up.

His cock was so hard and engorged, Ginger could sense Willie was close
to cumming. She was bobbing her head furiously over most of his shaft.
She would have used her hands to help stroke it, but Latrell was fucking
her so hard, she needed them firmly planted in the sand to hold herself
up. Plus, she was pushing back with her hands to match Latrell's
thrusts. She would have been screaming out "Fuck me, fuck me," if her
mouth hadn't been full.

A shadow moved across Willie's striped black figure and she heard
footsteps above her. The footsteps paused as if the person was searching
for something and then they started moving again. "GINGER," yelled Fred
above her just as Willie's cock exploded in her mouth.

Fred, she had liked him so much at first, but he had failed to satisfy
her needy pussy. What she had considered great sex her first night with
him had been a joke compared with what she was feeling now. She would be
laughing at him and his limp little penis if Willie's thick hose wasn't
pumping sperm directly into her belly. Fred moved on calling her name
several more times, the footsteps fading away.

Willie timed his orgasms just right, he pulled it out of her throat in
time for one wad to completely fill her mouth making her cheeks bulge
out and then pulling it completely out of her mouth to shoot his last
wad all over her face and it was still bigger then the combined cum all her boyfriends had ever ejaculated.

Ginger tried not to spill any of his sperm down her chin, but Latrell
gave her another orgasm and sperm poured out of her open mouth as she
moaned in pleasure still trying to swallow what she could. When she
recovered, Willie was standing over her, stroking his cock, milking the
last of his semen out of it. Ginger raised her head to catch the long
strand dangling from the end on her tongue. She ran it around in her
mouth before swallowing it.

Next, it was Latrell's turn. He started pounding her pussy so hard, her
hands slipped and she fell face down into the sand. Ginger raised
herself back up, thousands of grains of sand now stuck in the sperm
covering her face.

Latrell grunted and jabbed his cock into her pussy, holding it buried as
he came. Hot cum flooded her womb triggering another huge orgasm, her
biggest yet and Ginger fell into the sand again. When she recovered,
Willie was lying on his back, holding his cock up. "Mount me," he
ordered.

Ginger knew she should be heading back to the bar, but she obeyed him
anyway. Willie's thicker, longer cock, felt completely different as she
lowered herself over his shaft. Her stretched, sperm-soaked pussy took
it easily and Ginger slowly rode his shaft, her eyes closed
concentrating solely on the pleasure he was giving her. Willie leaned up
and began sucking on her right nipple.

Ginger was in a pleasure-filled, dream-like state as she rode him. She
looked down at her husband, past her bulging belly. One of her black
Babies sucking on her right breast and if she weren't already
pregnant her fertile husband would be planting another son in her womb
in a few minutes.

Ginger was on the pill and a baby was the last thing she wanted, but the
fantasy had her shuddering from an intense orgasm. She stopped riding
him shaking from the waves of pleasure engulfing her. Her nails were
claws digging into Willie's chest so hard that he grabbed her wrists and
pulled them off him.

Ginger moaned with pleasure, then pain as she gave birth. The pain was
intense, but it was coming from her ass. She came to her senses just as
Willie's slapped his hand over her mouth to keep her from crying out too
loudly. Latrell was behind her pushing several inches of his cock into
her ass. The pain was intense, but fading. He managed to stuff a little
more then half in her ass and the pleasure of having both her holes
stuffed with cock had her squealing with delight.

The men were awkward at first, but soon they started fucking her
rhythmically. They would alternate, then start fucking her at the same
time. The anal stimulation seemed to make her pussy extra sensitive, her
vagina clamped down tightly around Willie's shaft. She had series of
orgasms so strong, they curled her toes.

Latrell came first. Ginger could feel her ass expanding and contracting
with each spasm of his cock. Willie came before Latrell had completely
finished. It felt like a hot geyser was erupting in her womb as Willie
came. Both men pulled out, sperm rising up out of her holes to soak her
crotch with cum. Willie slid out from under her and Ginger fell to her
knees, more sand sticking to her crotch.

Ginger sat there without the strength to move as the two men dressed.
"You were a great fuck," said Latrell buttoning his shirt.

"Yeah, anytime you want it slut, you got it," added Willie.

"Here you go," said Latrell tossing her the tape.

It took Ginger a moment to remember what it was, then she recalled and
nodded thanks at him, then destroyed the tape, pulling the film out of
the casing.

Ginger kneeled in the sand for ten minutes before pushing herself to her
feet. Naked, she walked over to the edge of the boardwalk and peeked up.
There was a hotel a block away with a pool. She grabbed her clothes and
walked naked under the boardwalk to the hotel.

Ginger's big breasts were bouncing as she dashed across the boardwalk.
The pool fence was locked, but luckily there was an outside shower. She
shivered under the cold water as she tried to get the sand and cum off
her body.

Next time she fucked two black men, she would do it in a nice comfy bed.

Ginger still didn't feel clean when she turned off the shower. She
grabbed her clothes and looked up. Three drunk teen boys were staring at
her nude, wet body. Their mouths hung open as they stared at her hard
nipples, big breasts and pussy. She quickly dressed. Her shirt clinging
to her wet body, the water soaking through so that her breasts were
clearly visible. The boys continued to stare as she jogged off down the
boardwalk.

Booker and Devon stared too, their eyes not leaving her bouncing breasts.

"Where the hell have you been?" asked Mandy.

Ginger ran up to her friends as they walked towards the boardwalk from
the bar. "I've been swimming. I wasn't feeling well and thought it would
perk me up."

"Where's Fred?" asked Mandy.

"I don't know," she responded. "I don't care either. It's time I moved
on and tried new things."

"I'm glad you made it," grinned Vicki grabbing her arm and pulling her
along before the rest. "I was afraid you would miss the party." Vicki
then whispered, "I'm proud of you Ginger. I saw you leave with those two
black men."

"Nothing happened," she lied, afraid it would get back to her parents.

"Bull," said Vicki. "I can tell by the dazed look in your eyes and your
puffy cheeks that you tried black cock. Isn't it the best?"

Ginger blushed and nodded. "You're right. I loved it. They're so big and
they last so long. It was like all the other times I fucked some guy
didn't matter. They wore me out. I'm not so sure I want to go to this
party, I'm so tired."

"You won't be disappointed. Booker says there will be a lot of black men
there."

That perked Ginger right up. This was their last night in Stony Harbor,
she should do whatever she wanted.

"Lets pick up the pace ladies," said Booker. "It's several miles away,
once the boardwalk ends."

Sperm continued to pour out of her pussy and ass, soaking her shorts,
the whole way there.

********************

"You gave her a blank tape right?" asked Willie.

"Of course," responded Latrell. "That hot bitch is gonna be on the cover
of "Girl's Gone Black."

"Good, I want to quit the water department and do this full time as soon
as Solomon will let me."

They stopped looking at the huge, brightly lit beach house. A bonfire
was lit on the beach before it and several kegs were planted in the
ground. The upper deck was crowded with people. June bugs, white wives,
strippers from the Zebra club, E&I porn stars, and dozens of enhanced
blacks filled the house. "We should get a lot of film at this party,"
said Willie.

"You know, Solomon has all these rooms wired for video and the internet.
We could splice together a pretty good tape."

"Yeah bro, we can sell an R version and a much higher priced X-rated
version once they're hooked.

"I like the way you think Willie," said Latrell.

They approached the house and saw a black man wearing a robe with two
gorgeous white women in string bikinis under his arms. The three walked
up to a large outdoor hot tub under the upstairs deck. The two girls
climbed up into the tub. The black man was bald with a devilish goatee.
He saw the new arrivals. "Welcome gentlemen to the first of my weekly
Saturday night parties."

"Thank you, sir," Willie and Latrell said in unison.

The black man dropped his robe revealing his muscle covered torso and a
men's bikini brief that hugged his cock so tightly, you could see every
ridge on the huge shaft. He climbed up into the tub where his women
waited him and saw two male June bugs were already in it ogling the
girls and drinking beer. "Get lost," said Solomon King.

The two boys scrambled to obey.


Part 4: Mandy


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
Girl’s 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 quite cool, but there
were plenty of bikini tops, short skirts and bare bellies. There were
other women there too, a lot of female senior week teens and plenty of
teen boys too. They had obviously 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 video 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. Mandy noticed 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 bar with a large black man wearing a tux working it. She asked
for a margarita and waited while he fixed it. The man checked out her
body while she waited. He had a smirk on his face and didn't try to hide
the fact that he was checking out her tits and figure. Such arrogance! A
mere bartender and a black one at that was looking at her like she was a
piece of meat.  She took the drink from him and left. As she sipped her
drink, her constant horniness seemed to worsen. Her nipples were so
hard, they rubbed against her bra, irritating her, and her panties were
so wet she could have wrung them out.

Mandy turned to leave the bar and bumped into Ginger holding hands with
a black man. "Oh Mandy," Ginger looked a little embarrassed. "This is
Willie."

"Hi," Mandy said, nodding at the big, bald, black man. "Where you going?"

"Oh Willie's going to show me the upstairs. I'll be back in about an
hour or so."

Mandy watched them walk upstairs, knowing deep down that they were going
to fool around. She decided she needed some new friends when she got back home.

****************

Latrell rapped out the secret code on the door and waited for the latch
to click. It did and he opened the door, nodding at a seated Bull as Latrell sat beside him. The room was quite large, but looked smaller thanks to the grossly obese black man sitting in a chair before some television monitors. The room was filled with the screens, each showing the view from one of the rooms in the house.

Latrell stared at the screen showing Willie and Ginger in a room kissing
as they were removing each others clothes. Latrell zoomed in and started
recording. This tape would go in the X-rated version of "Girl's Gone
Black".

As for Bull, Solomon's bodyguard, he was keeping an eye on the boss with
the two girls in the hot tub, but the boss could take care of himself.
One girl was riding Solomon now and Xavier had joined them in the tub,
bringing a white girl of his own.

Bull flipped through the channels coming to a room where a hot teen was
standing before four of the black lifeguards. He hit the volume button
just as Booker, one of the lifeguards, said, "You'll do it if you love
me, Vicki." The girl fell to her knees, she hesitated a moment, but then
reached out and fished out the closest black man's cock. She began
sucking on it. The other blacks, started pulling off their clothes, then
the door opened and a hot redhead came in. She kneeled beside the other
girl and started sucking a cock of her own.

Bull did a quick survey of the crowd where all the stupid teen boys were
downing enough Xcite-laced beer to make their little dicks limp for
months. The teen girls were starting to get so horny, they were rubbing
their bodies against their boyfriends. Black men were moving in on some
of them. Then Bull's eyes fell on Mandy

The girl was hauntingly beautiful, thin with pale skin, and medium-sized
breasts that looked bigger on her slim torso. She was sipping a drink
wandering around the house. He followed her with the cameras. She went
out on the deck and walked down the stairs halfway, staring at two of
the girls riding Solomon and Xavier in the hot tub. The girl backed up
the stairs, looking upset and nervous. Bull imagined the Xcite coursing
through 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. She and the guy were holding hands now and they started wandering
around. They opened a bathroom door and interrupted 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
occasional 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 as she wrapped her lips around Latrell's cock while Willie
continued to fuck her. Bull was almost rooting for the girl, her will
power was so amazing. She's either deeply in love with someone or she
really hates black men, he thought wishing his cock were normal and he
could be the one to introduce her to black cock. He had given up feeling
sorry for himself a long time ago, but her innocent beauty had his cock
hard and he longed to sink it in her.

Mandy ran downstairs. She opened a door to the den and saw the sexy
red-head giving head to one of the lifeguards while five others stood
waiting their turn. "Allison!" exclaimed Mandy. The other girl, the
brunette with the big tits was laying on the floor nude holding her
belly, sperm pooled on the floor dripping out of the corner of her
mouth.

The black getting the blow job groaned, "Hey, we're seeing
how..ugh...much cum..urh...these two sluts...ahh...can swall..." He
grunted and Mandy watched as sperm dripped out of Allison's chin. The
redhead choked and the black guy's huge cock flew up out of her mouth
splattering enough sperm to fill a mug against Allison's face. There was
more sperm in the black man's one wad then in every hook up Mandy ever
had combined. Allison fell over coughing up cum and holding her belly.
"That's four each," said the guy she had just sucked off.

"Think you could do four, Mandy?" It was Booker, he was walking towards
her, his huge cock bobbing before him.

"Jesus...I'm...tell them I'm going back to the motel," said Mandy,
backing out into the hallway.

"Well brothas," said one of the black lifeguards, "Lets see which slut
can take the most in her pussy."

Bull watched the girl walk down the hall. Suddenly, she stopped and
reached for Bull's bedroom door knob.

*****************

Mandy saw two of the giant black men coming towards her down the hall
and one wasn't even wearing pants. Mandy tried the closest door to avoid
them. She didn't trust herself anymore, she had almost fallen to her
knees before Booker and another part of her wished she were in Ginger’s
place getting used and treated like a slut by two black men.  

Mandy quickly entered the room and shut the door. The room smelled
funny, but enticing. She reached out and found a light switch.

The room was sparsely furnished. Several stained posters of girls in
bikinis covered the walls and there were more stains on the walls
themselves. A pile of dirty magazines sat beside the bed, as did a
crusty towel. Mandy had caught her brother masturbating once and
seen his crusty tissues sitting beside his bed. The towel looked for the
world like those tissues, but magnified a thousand fold.

Beside the bed was a waste basket filled with long balloons like the
kind clowns used to make balloon animals. The ends had been cut off to
make the holes bigger and the tips bulged out, filled with some
substance.

"I use them to trys to reduce the mess," said a voice.

Mandy looked up, a grossly fat black man was standing by another door.
She could see lit computer screens in the other room before the door
closed. "Who are you?"

"I'm Bull. Who you and whats you doin in my room?"

"Mandy. I'm sorry, I just wandered in here." The man was fat and ugly,
but 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 visitas 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 parallel 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
caressing 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 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 mattress
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.

"You 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 straining at his swimsuit in the hot tub, 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 rhythm. 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 have passed out briefly because 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 her breasts together. He was fucking his slick
cock between her legs, the thick shaft rubbing against her pussy lips,
while the end slid between her breasts. The head was poking her chin and
she moved her head down to lick it. Bull's cock was just as hard as it
had been the first time. Mandy didn't know how long she had been passed
out, but the sperm on her face was still wet and even a little warm. He
must have an amazing recovery time.

The friction on her wet labia and clit felt too good to deny and she
came again, her hips pushing up into his shaft wishing her pussy was big
enough to take him. The fat man was fucking her furiously and his
stamina was amazing for someone so overweight. When he came again, it
was as much as the first time.

The first wad came out just when his cock was between her breasts. A
wave of cum shot up from between her tits and broke across her face. The
second wad fanned out across her face as he thrust his cock forward
again. Mandy moaned as she got a mouthful of his tasty sperm.

When he had finished and released her, Mandy climbed up off the bed.
"Jesus, how much do you cum?"

"Enough to fill half a two liter of soda," he replied, breathing hard and finally looking tired.

"I'm sorry Bull, but I must go. I need to get fucked."

"I understand. Here," he said pulling a fresh towel out from under the
bed and tossed it to her.

Mandy cleaned his cum off her body. "I'm sorry Bull, I'd fuck you if I
could. I wish I could."

"I wish you coulds too, baby, but I understands."

Mandy nodded sadly at him and bent down to grab her clothes. She didn't
bother dressing, she knew where she was going. She left Bull's room and
walked naked down the hall, hoping the lifeguards hadn't drained
themselves with her friends. She opened the door and said, "Got room for
one more?"

Vicki was riding Devon's cock and had Booker's stuck in her ass. She was
sucking the cock of a man standing before her and on top of that had a
black cock in each hand, slowly stroking them. Allison was on her back
getting fucked by one black guy, while another sat on her belly, sliding
his cock through her tits. It was so big, she was sucking on the head
each time he thrust forwards. The two black guys, Vicki was fisting
pulled free of her grip and approached Mandy.

Soon, she joined her friends on the floor and learned what getting
fucked truly meant.
   
********************

Mandy woke up well past dawn. Her jaw, ass and pussy were sore, but
pleasantly so. There was so much sperm between her legs, it had crusted
and hardened, making her legs hard to close. She remembered at least
five guys cumming in her pussy, two in her ass, and she had beat her
friends, swallowing five loads of cum back to back. There were probably
many more, men kept coming to the room, she had fallen asleep while one
fucked her and assumed there had been others.

The door opened and Bull stood there. "Time to go ladies, gets out now."

"Can't we shower first?" asked Vicki, holding her head as she woke up.

"No, gets outs now." He winked at Mandy affectionately as he said it and
she smiled at him. "We're heading back to the city, yous gots to leave."

The three girls staggered to their feet and slowly dressed. "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 clientele 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 French 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?"
Mandy asked.  

Grins slowly spread across the other girls’ faces. “I’m in,” they replied.

THE END


Author’s Note: Occasionally I throw some real life events into a story. Pool hopping on the boardwalk with a couple girls was an event from real life as is the June Bug phenomena. Every June, for about two weeks, they flock to the beach. I’m too old to enjoy it now (other then the scenery), but it was fun in my day.