Fresh off the bus 4: Miss Teen Florida
by niki mounds
Edit. By Stormbringer
Editor’s note: I made some minor changes to this story as Niki actually finished it before I finished mine and I wanted to tie her story in with my introductory story a little more. Enjoy.
I'm just off the bus. Finally! I look at the other girls as I walk into the
Nubian King Casino, they are all beautiful, which is expected in pageant contestants,
but what is surprising is that almost all of them are busty. I mean, very few of
the state champions are smaller than a full C cup, most are D cups!
I guess the new management wanted something closer to the `American favorite'
than the `slim model' look that was so common in the last years. It suits me
fine because I have one of the largest bust sizes among the candidates.
I smile, confident, as my `handmaid', Maria, meets me on the entrance. Maria has
been in the family since she was a child, her mother was mom's handmaid. She is
not really old, about twenty seven, I guess. She just dresses to hide her body.
She is not ugly either, in fact she is kind of cute, in a Selma Hayek way, but
plumper and with larger boobs. Even with all that cloth hiding her bosom I'd say
she is at least an E cup, maybe larger.
I'm 18 and I could come alone if I chose, but my dad thought it'd be safer if
she was here to attend to my needs. It is ok, I like to have a servant around to
do chores for me.
We enter the luxurious hall, full of mirrors and filled with hot women, both the
Miss Teen USA contestants and their chaperones, mostly proud mothers. To me,
they all are my enemies, I want this prize and I'm gonna get it.
The Miss Teen USA pageant is anything but a peaceful and nice competition. It is
a cutthroat war here! Right now, we the state winners, are in a huge and
luxurious hotel, the Nubian King casino.
Some of us were lucky enough to take part in a party last week in New York City where some selected press members and a few of the pageant producers got to know us. I met the movie star, Jessica Deveroux,
and she gave the girls more than a few tips about how to get what we want in the
world of the rich and famous… and we followed her every advice. We flirted and
chatted with everyone, trying to find out who are the movers and shakers. We all
want to win and some of the girls are willing to do ANYTHING for the title,
including me.
Everyone says I'm too greedy and ambitious for my own good, but who cares? It
works for me. I'm used to getting everything I want. My name is Lynn McCarthy, Miss
Teen Florida, I have a target in my sights, the Teen USA crown and I never stop until I get what I want.
I don't really need the money, I'm rich, but I always wanted to be a star. My
family has the right connections but they want me to go to college. So I had to
look for a chance myself... and here I am! Mostly against dad's will, but who
cares? Since my mom died, dad has never been able to say no to me.
"Excuse me." I hear a soft feminine voice and turn to face a cute girl, very
pale and at least as busty as me. If she was a few inches taller and a little
younger I'd say she was a contestant. A glance at her nametag tells me her name is Nicole. I remember her from last week's party, she‘s in charge of marketing for the pageant. "You’re Florida… Lynn, right?"
"Hello Nicole. Yes I am." I smile, turning on the charm.
"A pleasure to meet you." She smiles back and we shake hands. "I'm working on
the press releases for the pageant and I'd like some more information from you, for the
website and just in case I need fast info if you advance for the finals."
"Oh you can count on it!" I laugh.
"Well, I must say you have all the assets for the title." She praises me and I
smile larger. "Of course, there is more to it than just beauty…" She hands me a
bottle of water with a wink. It‘s from the aqua naïve blanc water company. I’ve never heard of them.
"What do you mean?" I ask concerned. "Are you talking about the talent
performances?" I open the bottle and sip it. It is a slightly salty mineral
water, not bad at all. I take a larger gulp as I pay attention to Nicole.
"Oh yes… your talents will be put to good use, I'm sure of it." Nicole smiles.
"I'm sure you'll impress the judges with your performance." She nods. "But
taking part in the social events is also important… you know, half the girls
here are eager to dazzle the judges with their `talents and performances' too."
She winks and I smile, seeing what she means.
"But social interaction with them is not allowed, right?" I ask.
"Of course not, except for the official Q&A sessions.” Nicole smiled. “I didn’t think it was a good idea to have contestants alone with judges.” She gave me a wink. “Who knows what could happen?” Nicole suddenly looked worried at me then cast her eyes down, as if regretting
saying that, but there was the hint of a smile on her lips. "Surely we don't want people to think that some of the girls have privileges here…"
"So all the girls are actually going to be alone with the judges?" I ask, trying to gauge some
info from the busty brunette. "I'm sure that bunch of sluts would try to seduce
the guys if they ever met them in person and alone."
"Oh, I'm certain that half the girls would offer a blowjob to advance to the
finals… the other half would offer everything!" Nicole jokes and I giggle along,
knowing I AM one of those girls. "Oops! No offense. It is just… the guys are so
easy to seduce, but I’m sure our judges won’t fall for their tricks. We have to do our best to keep the girls in line." Nicole says as she reads something absent minded. "Surely we don't want people to think that
the judges are being influenced by the contestants, so we keep the girls away
from them until the Q&A that is." She looks at me with a conspiratorial look. "But, who knows what might happen? Some girls are ready to do anything to meet the top guys."
"It'd be a funny thing if some hot young girl did it wouldn't it?" I smile
impishly, already trying to think of a plan to meet the powerful men in person.
"A hot contestant and a pageant judge. It sounds interesting."
"No way!" Nica says alarmed. "We'd NEVER let anyone know if a girl met a
producer or judge, it'd be ruinous! I'd make sure to keep it a secret..."
Suddenly Nicole's speech is cut short.
"Hey Nica…" I hear another female voice and turn to see a beautiful woman in a
sexy red dress that shows her full bosom and has a long slit on her left leg,
almost up to her hips. "Tyrone wants to talk to you about the party at his
apartment; Mr. King will be there with the rest of the judges."
"Oh Hi Miss Dutton. It is a pleasure to see you here, a pity your personal
matters prevent you from working with us in the event." Nicole smiles to the
important looking woman. She looks to be influential with the Miss Universe Org. "Oh! This is
Lynn McCarthy, a contestant."
"Hello Lynn. I'm Ann Dutton." She shakes my hand and I smile, awed at her
presence. "I have been looking at the girls' pics and you caught my eye, I think
you have a good chance to win and I have heard that some of the top guys have an
eye on you too!"
"Really?" I ask while gulping down the water, almost gagging at her surprising
statement.
"Yes." Nicole gives Ann an annoyed look. "They are really looking forward to
your performance, but they can't meet you before the event, it could influence
them." The short brunette stresses the `no meeting' part of her statement.
"Oh, by the way, Tyrone wants to meet you in about an hour, he'll be at the main
pool." Ann says casually as she starts to walk away from us. "He had a long day
with the contestant mothers and agents who wanted to settle some details today
and wants to relax a little bit, but still needs to finish the interview
planning with you."
"Damn… I'll not be able to be here in one hour, Latrell and Marcus will need me
for other tasks pertaining the internet feeds. You know they keep me busy for
hours!" Nicole answers. "Tell him I'll meet him tomorrow!"
"Ok!" Ann blows us a kiss and continues her way among the contestants with her
sexy strut.
Nicole looked at me. “Tyrone is the head of King Modeling and very influential with the organization. He’s here scouting out models and actresses for future projects. Well, it was a pleasure to meet you Lynn." Nicole says to me. The very busty brunette looks at her watch, makes a worried face and starts to walk away too. "We'll meet again soon!" She says walking to a small group of contestants who
look a little lost in the large hall. They were speaking with Ivara King, the pageant director.
I just smile and go to the lobby, get my keys and soon head to my room. Maria is
waiting for me, my clothes already at the wardrobe.
`So this Tyrone fellow will be at the main pool and he sounds like someone to meet.' I think to myself. `I suddenly feel like a swim', I giggle to myself.
I tell my handmaid to brush my hair and apply my water proof
make up and dress into the tiniest and sexiest bikini I have. I look at myself
in the mirror and smile. I look perfect… as always! I adjust my bikini top until
my areolas are almost showing. It looks sexier to wear the top like this, and it
keeps the guys eyes on me and not on the other girls. The room came with a girt basket and I rub some Trinibogo Tropic lotion all over my body until I glistened in the light. The warm lotion made my whole body tingle.
With a quick search in the internet I find out Tyrone is the head of King
entertainment and I manage to see a photo of him during his vacation on
Trinibogo. God, he is ugly! But he has the best body I ever seen on a man – the
guy has muscles over muscles. He’s black too, but that didn’t surprise me as there were lots of black men around the pageant and the male judges were all black.
A little more than one hour after I arrived at the hotel, I'm already moving
towards my goal. I walk out of my room to the elevators, hit the button for the roof top pool just under the Nubian spire where all the high rollers stay.
Some of the girls are already there, relaxing and chatting among themselves or
with their chaperones. None of them notice the large muscular black man
comfortably sitting on a pool chair and sipping an odd colored drink. They
didn't do the research on the `movers and shakers' like I did. Naïve bitches!
My big mounds sway beautifully with my small sexy steps. I am a 36 E cup and
still I'm not the biggest in bust here! But surely my pair is the best. I have
the firmest natural big tits around. They actually point upwards, even being so
large, which is something that drives the guys crazy.
I walk with a nice sway, making my long legs and tight bubble butt stand out as
much as my large boobs. I move enticingly and my blonde hair sways with me. I
see Tyrone and I know he is in charge here. I must go directly for the jugular!
I've heard black men are attracted to blondes and I am the perfect busty blonde.
The massively built man smiles as he watches me approach. I do my best `bay
watch' style walk with swaying hooters and all. I manage to make the powerful
black man notice my body. And what a perfect body it is, I'm so proud of my
curves!
"Hello Mr. Jones." I say with my best smile. "I'd really like to talk to you!"
"Well, hello." He looks at me as if taking my measurements. "You can call me
Tyrone... and you are?"
"I am Lynn... Lynn McCarthy." I give him my best smile. "I'm a contestant and,
well… I've heard a lot about you and I'd love to get to know you a little
better." I smile again and sip a drink that is offered me.
The large black man frowns and I feel a shiver up my spine, my nipples are
harder than ever and my pussy juices wet my bikini bottoms. I've been feeling my
cunt throb all the time since I arrived at the hotel. I think that being so near
to stardom gets me this aroused.
"Lynn. Yes, I remember seeing your photos. You look very good, even better in
person, I must say." He slowly looks down my body, clearly checking me out. Then
he stands up and his hand moves to my chin. The black man tilts my face
slightly, turn it a little to catch all the angles and admire it. I don't fret.
"But about getting to know me better… I'm not sure that would be ethical."
I'm not used to blacks touching me. I only dated a black man once back home, a
handsome football player in my high school. But Tyrone is ugly like sin, even if
he is twice as muscular as the black athlete I dated. Yet I keep smiling and
flirting, trying not to show my uncertainty.
"Well, no one will know about it. Maybe we could talk in private…" I say with a
purr.
I must confess his touch makes me horny. I mean, he has such a manly smell and
looks so powerful and masculine… I am quickly getting used to his plain face.
Not to mention that this is a pageant… it is a war and I can't afford the luxury
of being shy or prejudiced.
His fingers caress my face and feel my curly blonde hair. He chuckles, as if
used to this kind of talk, his hand sliding down to my collarbone and shoulders.
I feel goose bumps of pleasure over my body as he touches me. Then his hand
traces its way down from my neck to the place between my breasts. I almost
panic! Tyrone watches for my reactions.
This is a test! I smile noticing it. And I relax, not letting my nervousness
show. I try not to look naive or easily embarrassed. Jessica Deveroux told me
people in the industry are very 'touchy', that it is an artistic tradition not
to be embarrassed with one's body. Yet I feel a shiver when he touches my
breasts and I have to suppress a moan. I act as if nothing happened.
"I know just the place for a little `off the record' informal conversation."
He finally says entwining his arm in mine. "Let's go?"
"Ok..." I answer blushing. "Lead me Tyrone!"
"Don't worry. I'm used to leading girls like you." He says in a masculine tone
and I feel a shiver up my spine. I am never really submissive, but I felt so
small and meek when talked like that! Maybe I had never met a real man before
and Tyrone is the strongest and toughest man I've ever been with.
Ty slowly makes his way around the crowd, saying `hi' to some of the other
guests as we walk down the stairs. He is making sure everyone notices I'm
walking alongside him. Odd, if we were trying to be discreet.
After all the other girls and all the other producers and executives see us, he
finally takes me to the elevator and rise up to one of the top floors in the spire where we walk
along a hallway to a closed door. Tyrone smiles in a predatory way and opens it
for me. I feel both scared and excited as we step inside. It must be his room, a
presidential chamber with all the luxuries you'd expect in such a place. It is
impressive even for me.
"Well, here we are." The massive black man stands and watches me. He is only in
tight swim trunks and sandals. His perfect black body is shining form sweating
in the summer heat. "What is it Lynn?"
"Well... I know there is only one opening for the big role! I mean we girls are
all trying for the title, we all want to be chosen Miss Teen USA" I say taking a
step to stand very near him. "And I was hoping you’d put in a good word for me with the judges.
A nice modeling gig or maybe even an acting role might be nice too,” I said, giving him a little spin to show off my fit voluptuous body.
"Yes Lynn, I think I could make you a star. You look perfect to me. Just the kind of girl one of my subsidiary companies, E&I Enterprises prefers." He nods but doesn't look very
impressed. I start to feel nervous, there are so many beautiful girls here!
"That body of yours could draw some people... I'm not sure though. I need to see
what you can do."
"Oh, I am sure I'll be able to do all the tasks and fulfill the role of Miss
Teen USA perfectly." I say for emphasis. "I have studied all the last winners
and all they had to do and perform during their reign. I'm ready for it sir!"
"Maybe you are, but I must confess we are going to make some changes in the
`role' of the Miss Teen USA this year." He says confirming the rumors. "We are
thinking about a greater exposition, movies, hosting TV reality shows for the
E&I entertainment, educational videos for the young teens… and also showing the
passage of the winner from teen to adult, which may include some nude and sexy
modeling."
"Oh!' I say amazed. I think this is the first time a producer talks about the
changes they are planning!
"We want the winner to be a role model for all USA teens and guide them in their
formative years, helping them to become adults with the right ideas and notions
in their minds." He explains as I nod. "And this role requires some nudity in
it. Are you prepared to do what you must?"
"So, the role will have nudity." I say with a big smile, this is the first solid
information we've been given up to now about the changes "I can do it!"
Tyrone smiles and laughs at my enthusiasm, making me feel an amateur. The black
giant walks to a chair by the bed, sits down and watches me. He looks more
interested in what I have to offer now.
"Well, why don't you show me that you can do nude. Undress Lynn." He says as if
it was something trifle. I never did a nude work and I never EVER considered
getting nude for a negro… but the thought is making me all wet. His manly smell
is driving me crazy not to mention my unusual state of horniness. "Let me see what you have under there. You can't be shy and work for E&I!"
"Ok, I am NOT shy!" I say with determination. My hands undo the tie on my neck
and then the one on my back. The top falls to the ground, my small and pink
areolas are in his full view, with my long hard nipples poking out like small
bullets. My hooters are large and very firm, even being DDs they still point
upwards! "Big aren't them?" I joke.
"Uh huh." He says with a frown, as if measuring me mentally. "Very nice. Come
closer Lynn."
"Am I not perfect to be a role model for the young American girls?" I ask I walk
until I'm just in front of the powerful man, my jugs swaying with every step.
"What could the other girls possibly do to be half as good as me?"
"Oh, you can be sure they are very creative." He chuckles and I start to loose
all confidence. Those little tramps must have been offering themselves to the
ugly negro for the title! I am sure they must be doing this all the time.
"So can I…" I try to sound confident, but it is obvious that I'm shaken.
Unexpectedly, his hand reaches out and lightly caresses my nipples. They start
to harden and I feel a shiver up my spine.
"Is there any problem Lynn?" He asks as he kneads my jugs, raising them as if
weighting the mounds.
"N-no. Not at all. I-I am a professional, I'm n-not shy and I don't have a
problem about you touching me." I lie, blushing to a deep red tone. In the
closed room his manly smell is even stronger, turning me on. Even as ugly as he
is, Tyrone is as masculine as they come!
"That's good to hear, we like girls who know how to work… and are willing to be
professionals to perform well to the producers without complaining." He grabs at
my firm tits. Each one at a time, as if he is weighing them. Tyrone then pulls
at a hard nipple. It is a long pull. He looks at my face as if to see how I
react. "You must have hard nipples when we shoot. Do you think this will be a
problem? Getting them to poke out? We need good performance from these tits
Lynn."
"I-I think my nipples can perform as well as me..." I say gasping at his action.
It took me by surprise and I just can't react to it! I feel my face burning with
embarrassment! I close my eyes and suppress a moan. I'm biting my lower lip as I
feel my pussy throbbing. I'm so horny! Horny because this big black man is
touching me... this is crazy!
"Good to hear that." Both his hands take a tit. I feel him rub and caress my
large jugs, kneading it hard. Then Tyrone pulls at the both of them and shakes
them slightly, watching the firm knockers bounce. "Do you like that Lynn? Does
that feel good to ya girl? We need a girl that responds well, someone who can
get excited on film. Do you like this treatment of your breasts by me?"
"I-I... yes, I do." I nod wide eyed and blushing, looking up with meek eyes at
the big black man as he kneads and molds my big firm tits. They are pale because
of the bikini, I don't tan all of my body, I like bikini marks. I think they are
sexy.
"That's good. We will be doing full nudity here. Let me see the rest. Take your
time and do it slowly... tease me like you will tease the camera." Tyrone
releases my breasts, for the moment anyway. He sits back and watches, judging my
performance.
I know this is not right. The man is making me perform lewd acts for the opening
in the finals. But some of the more experienced girls told me it is not
uncommon. In fact some had to flirt with several producers to rise to the top.
Well. Why not? If this is the price I have to pay… and I'm really horny anyway.
It may be not all that bad after all.
I start to sway my hips and grab the bands of the bikini bottom. I teasingly
lower and raise it, each time is stands lower on my hips. I turn my back to
Tyrone and undo one side of the bottom, bending over at the waist to make it
even nastier.
Then I turn back still holding the lacy bikini in my hand, with the other hand I
undo the other strap and keep holding it. I take a step to stand very near to
the black giant and open my legs, releasing the straps. The bikini bottoms fall
to the ground and I show him my perfectly trimmed blonde fur, just above my wet
pussy.
Tyrone takes it all in. His eyes are wide open. I think he is not able to close
them. I notice his cock has now filled out, making an obscene bulge in his
trunks. I see him move his hand to touch and rub it. I'm sure he is getting a
kick at watching the `blonde beauty' – me - show him her charms.
"Very nice Lynn. That's the kind of performance I want from my girls." He
praises me and I feel very proud of myself, as if pleasing the black giant was
the more important thing in this world. The manly smell fills the room and I am
increasingly more excited.
He stands up, dwarfing me. His hand comes to my side, then around, to squeeze my
teasing ass. Tyrone rubs and slaps it as he looks me over. I'd usually yell and
slap him away. I am not used to black men around me, and none ever touched me
like this. But not only he is a powerful producer that can put me in movies
but he is also making me all aroused. I've never been this horny!
"Am I in the finals Tyrone?" I ask as my juices flow on my legs, I moan when he
touches my butt! I feel so hot now. I am about to orgasm just from his touch. I
look at his crotch and just can't believe the size of the pole inside it. He
must be huge!
"In the finals? Ha! Ha! Not yet white girl, you ain't." He mocks me, making me
feel unsure of my chances. Then I feel him touch me between my legs. I stop
stunned, ashamed that the black man can feel my wetness dripping.
"Wh-what?!' Is a weak moan that a let out, my only answer. I feel so meek! I've
never been like that! I've always been a predator, a girl who only stopped when
she got what she wanted. What is happening to me now?
"You're so wet Lynn. You like showing big black men that body?" His finger
slides inside me. Tyrone keeps it deep and wiggles it there. "It must turn you
on. That's good! I like it. You're turning me on sugar. Can you see this hard
cock? Do you like to turn on black men Lynn?"
"I-I never been with a black man before. My family would not allow." I confess
blushing before I start to moan and grab his hand. I feel his long fingers in my
womanhood! "But it is rather hot!"
"Daddy and mommy wouldn't like to see you with me, would they?" He chuckles as I
nod. Suddenly Tyrone holds his hand still. He pushes a second large digit into
me and, after the second finger goes in, he pulls them out almost all the way.
"Show me you like it! Fuck my hand... bounce on it slowly. Let me see ya fuck
it, you `ho!"
I look at the black man stunned. I've always been the up and mighty princess,
the cutest girl in class, the most popular girl in school... now I'm acting like
a crazy slut for a Negro! I gasp and try to speak, but I can't. I lower my body
on his finger and moan, closing my eyes. It feels so good! It’s not about what this man can do for me anymore. I WANT IT!
I start to move up and down his fingers as he commanded me. It feels so natural
to obey him. I never been coy or meek, but now I just can't help but do what the
black man tells me!
The ebony giant is feeling my tight pussy grip his finger. I'm not so tight, but
my cunt muscles are so aroused and feeling such intense excitement they are
acting as if they have a will of their own.
I wanna fight the urge, I want to keep at least a little of my dignity, but I
just can't. Before I realize it my hot wet hole is moving up and down his
fucking fingers
With one hand Tyrone slips down his shorts and then sits naked in front of me.
OH GOD! His hard black cock sticks straight up for me to see and it is the
biggest dick I've ever seen by far!
"Look at my cock Lynn while you fuck yourself." Tyrone commands me while he
watches me impale myself on his fingers, showing us both my slutty need. "Take a
good look at what I have for you and tell me if ya like it... fuck it girl, I
know it feels good."
I try to speak but the huge black man starts to move the fingers in and out,
feeling my tight pussy grip his finger so tight. My hot wet hole is still moving
up and down while, with one hand he kneads his massive pole, teasing me with it.
"WOW!" I finally say amazed at the massive dark pole. "I've never seen a cock
this BIG!" I stare at it with impressed wide eyes. All my arrogance is gone,
replaced by an obvious lust in my face.
Tyrone pulls out of my pussy with a jerk. Suddenly I feel so empty. I loved to
be filled by him, even if only by his fingers. He stands up bringing the wet
fingers to my lips. The ugly man slides them inside my mouth letting me taste
the juices that he has caused to flow.
I blush, but my lips part meekly. I don't feel like saying 'no' to this big and
perfect black male! I taste my juices on my tongue and feel ashamed of how
slutty I am acting... but so what? No one will ever know about it! Hasn't Nicole
told me the guys keep this stuff a secret not to spoil their professional
reputations?
I do my best to rationalize and justify my actions, relaxing about it as lust
takes control. I feel like doing something deliciously wrong. I feel I'm
rebelling against dad and mom's prejudiced remarks. I don't know why, but it
feels so hot. So 'wrong'...
"Taste that wet pussy Lynn. You are wet for a black man, slut." He chuckles and
removes his fingers from my mouth, reaching around the back of my head. I feel
his fingers get a grip of my soft blonde hair, tightening in them as he pulls my
head lower, forcing me to bend at the waist. The muscular ugly man brings me
face to face with a long hard black cock. He is holding me just an inch away
from it.
I gasp and blush deeper. I take a big sniff and feel the strong manly aroma of
the cock, I never knew it would make me so horny! I never liked the smell or
taste of cock before. I rarely gave head to my boyfriends, but now my mouth is
salivating and I feel excited to be with my mouth so near this black member!
Tyrone's other hand takes hold of his straining cock. Before I recover and say a
thing he moves the cockhead to my cheeks, then to my chin, quickly passing
across my lips. I feel a shiver up my spine as my lips touch it. He is teasing
me, and it is working!
"You like that big dick Lynn, I can see that. Do you wanna taste it?" he asks me
with a superior grin, knowing I'm salivating for it. "It needs some special
treatment. Can your sexy mouth give it to me?"
"Yes..." I answer shyly. I'm not usually shy, but I feel so meek. I'm so
embarrassed to be this submissive!
"I thought so." He answers in an arrogant tone. "Get on your knees, kneel down
and look up at me." Tyrone releases my hair and slowly strokes his horny black
dick as I watch it.
I kneel down with my tanned face in a deep red color. I look up with an unusual
coy face. My hands grab his big cock and start to move slowly, feeling every
vein, enjoying the warm and stiff touch of the dark snake.
"It is so big!" I say unable to tear my eyes from it.
"Kiss it! And ask me to suck it. Do ya wanna suck that black cock?" He teases
me. "Ask me nice and I may let ya!"
"L-let me suck it Tyrone... I really want to taste it inside my lips. I never
tasted black cock." I kiss it with a big pout of my lips, making an exaggerated
lust face. The salty taste feel delicious on my tongue, I never imagined a dick
could taste like this! "I-it is different!" I say amazed at how good it feels. I
feel the urge to taste it again and start to kiss all over the pole, my little
tongue flickering on it, on the tip and on the shaft as I beg him to let me put
it into my mouth.
"It is different sugar, it a black dick." He pats my head as if I was some pet.
"Suck the head. Show me you aim to please and I'll think about givin' ya more."
He mocks me with a nasty grin. "You white bitches are all alike... you smell a
black dick and then you want nothing else. I've seen it a thousand times."
I nod with a big smile, my heart beating faster. Why am I so excited to do
this?! It is weird, but I almost pass out from pure pleasure when I obey him and
take the tip into my mouth. It feels so good… So HOT! I take my time enjoying
the masculine taste before I run my tongue over the tip. Then I start to suckle
on it like a lollipop, eager to feel all of its manly taste.
"Oh yea, that's good. Suck it like ya need it, suck that black dick Lynn. It
will satisfy ya, girl. I'm sure you can already see that." His huge hand gets
another grip on my blonde hairs. "Keep it up you little fuckin' whore! Take
more!" He forces my head forward, making me gag on the fattest cock of my life.
I swallow a little more of the gigantic shaft. I feel more than seven inches of
prime black man meat stuffing my mouth. My lips are stretched to the limit. I
can't even imagine what would it feel like in my pussy! I close my eyes and moan
as I think of it and start to bob my head back and forth on the pole.
It makes me feel so good... I feel like I need to make him feel good too! As if
it was my duty to service him, to make him happy. All my stardom dreams are
forgotten. I can't think of anything but his cock. Black cock!
"Oh yea girl. You’re getting' good." His hands take hold of my head. Tyrone is
Pumping his cock into me, fucking my mouth.
The big black man is using my sexy white mouth to please him and I confess it
pleases me too. I could never imagine that a black dick could taste so good. I
am not a blowjob enthusiast, even though I know I'm good at it, but this
cocksucking action is one of the hottest things I ever did in my life. Not to
mention his manly smell, it is just maddening!
"HUMMM!" I moan, almost gagging when he pulls hard on my head. His huge member
goes so deep he feels my tight throat against it.
"Oh fuck. That's so good baby... I'm in so deep." He moans in pleasure. "You got
potential Lynn. I'm gonna find out how much potential you have… let's see how
deep it goes, you white ho."
I feel the cock poking at my throat time and time again! I gag and choke, but I
still try to make it fit and to keep sucking him. I feel like I need to give him
pleasure. I'm not doing it for fame and popularity anymore, I'm doing it because
I LOVE to serve his black cock. Ty said I had potential and it turned me on,
like, I was born to serve my black man… and I don't want my black man mad with
me!
"Uhh, uhh!" I gag and moan as he jams his cock in hard, fucking me at his
pleasure.
"That's a good white girl. This white mouth-pussy is feelin' so good to me." Ty
holds his pole in deep, as far as he can go. I loose my breath and try hard not
to cough. "Look at me Lynn. Do you want to feel this cock in ya? That pussy
needs some attention? I might help ya if ya ask nice."
He let me go and I suck deeper and harder, trying to impress Tyrone. Somehow it
feels very important to me now! Even red and airless I try to take him even
deeper. When I'm finally able to nod enthusiastically to his question I feel my
upturned cute nose touching his pubes! The big heavy balls slap my delicate
chin. I did it, I am deep throating his monstrous black snake!
Tyrone pulls my head off with a quick movement. I see his shiny black dick come
out. It throbs just inches from my gasping mouth.
"Tell me again Lynn, I didn't hear ya with that mouth full of black dick." He
smiles, savoring the view of me, a blonde goddess kneeling and servicing him…and
it feels so good to know he likes what he sees! "What were ya sayin?"
"Th-that - COUGH! - that my pussy ne-needs some attention Mr. Tyrone." I say
meekly with a weak smile. "I-I never felt a black cock inside me... just my
white boyfriends' small ones." My face is still red and I am still coughing and
feeling dizzy from lack of air.
"Hum…not yet." He chuckles and slams the huge snake back inside. Tyrone is now
fucking it deep as I take it the best I can. He bangs my throat with a few hard
strokes then pushes it all the way down, until I feel his pubes tickling my
nose. "Oh yeah Lynn, you're getting' good at this – takin' a black dick all the
way down." He pats my head as if I was his pet bitch. "I like it. Now keep up
this attitude and you're gonna be an E&I star."
I beam with pride, my mouth full of black cock - just the way I like! I never
felt so complete in my life. I can hardly wait to feel it inside my cunt.
I bob my head faster and faster, using my hands on his pole and balls, taking
the monster dick deeper than I thought possible. I slurp loud and hard at the
member, eager to please. My blonde hair is already a mess - I am giving head
with such gusto that it got all wild. Lots of drool falls from my lips on to my
big firm mounds.
I notice Tyrone smiling at the tears rolling down my cheeks. He looks like he’s
already seen it before, I guess it is the kind of tears that black dick makes as
it goes deep in a throat.
Suddenly he pulls me off his cock. Tyrone's hand is still gripping my blonde
locks. Without a word he leads me over to the middle of the floor, I follow him
still on my knees.
"On hands and knees Lynn." He orders as if it was nothing special, and I obey
immediately, feeling my pussy throb to serve this powerful black man. "Show me
that white pussy, stick that ass up high... shake it for me and tell me what you
want. What you need."
I get on all fours. It is a lewd position and it gets even more so when I stick
out my booty and wiggle it inviting my black man to use it. My black man... how
can I think like that?! I was raised to hate blacks, but now I feel like I was
born to service them and their big nice cocks.
"I want to feel your big black dick in my tiny white pussy Tyrone! Please...
show me what a true cock feels like!" I beg with a naughty face, still wiggling
my tanned pale ass, just the bikini mark shows how pale is my skin.
"Yeah girl. You gonna get some." He says and I shiver in lust. Ty kneels behind
me, His fat cock head presses at my wet slit, around my swollen lips, until it
manages to slide a little bit inside. Then He rubs the tip against my hard clit.
Tyrone is teasing me. "You sure ya want it girl? I got a lot of sexy women in
this hotel and they would love to be down here right now. Talk to me Lynn!"
"I want it! I really want it!" I answer eagerly, feeling the bulbous cock head
rubbing on my slit. I'll make my black man forget all the other girls... I'll
show him that Lynn McCarthy is the best one around... ever! "I need this big
dick inside me!"
Tyrone reaches down. His fingers get a nice grip of my blonde hair and he pulls
my head back lightly. Now I can see both of us in the full length mirror in
front of us.
The massive man lets his cock push into me when we make eye contact. Slowly he
sinks the huge black pole, watching my angelic face staring wide eyed at the
mirror.
I am unable to get used to such gigantic member. I am no virgin, I had a fair
share of cock, even some really big ones, but `big' meant something about six
to seven inches before I met Tyrone, I never thought I'd meet a guy with a 10 inch
long dick! My tightness makes for a slow go but I feel the black man is savoring
each moment.
"How's it feelin' Lynn?" He asks me when he manages to fit about seven inches of
prime man meat into my tight cunt.
"SOOOO GOOOODDD!" I yell in pleasure. I feel overfull. I see the image of the
big and ugly black man behind me, but I feel so horny for this ebony giant that
even with his plain face he is the hottest man who ever touched me! "MORE! I
want more!" I yell again as I feel the thick penis stretching my pussy... I
never had such a monster inside me!
Tyrone holds his slow pace, getting in as deep as he can go. I look at the
mirror and see about four more inches left. I feel overfull, I doubt he can fit
anymore of that anaconda into me! Tyrone withdraws it fast. It comes out with a
suction pop.
"OOOHHH!" I moan when the pole leaves my tight cunt, I feel empty without it.
"That's not too good Lynn..." He says sounding disappointed. "Not sure you can
get it all." I feel ashamed of my limitation, I mean, he is too long and way
too THICK, but I don't want to let him down. Pleasing the black man feels very
important to me.
"I can take it... I can take it all! Please... do it. Give me all of your big
cock!" I plead, shivering in lust and anticipation.
"Well, I like your attitude. It will help you succeed." She chuckles. "But it
still comes down to performance…"
Tyrone slams the shaft back in. This time his cock goes maybe an inch deeper
than before, but now he puts it at once, making me tremble all over. I stop
breathing, my body tenses up, and then he begins to work me with the black cock.
"Tight pussy is good Lynn, but I like t o go all the way in." He says casually
picking up his pace. "Your pussy feelin' good on this black dick."
"It feels so good!" I purr as I feel so much of his manly dick filling me. I
never knew I could feel like this! "Oh Tyrone... it feels so good... I-I want
more! I want it all!" I say sticking my butt even higher and putting my head on
the floor.
"Can you take more?" He slides the cock back and then pushes it forward, making
me loose my breath again. "There is still a few inches to go."
"I-I c-can… oh GOD!" I moan as Tyrone starts to fuck me, faster than the gentle
pace he kept before, he is not banging me too hard, but a dick this big going
back and forth at this speed is something that keeps me out of breath! "I-I…I am too
full!"
"Com' on, just a little bit more" He mocks me and pushes his hips forward
harder, managing to slide an extra inch into my twat. I shut up with my mouth
open, my body full of goose bumps and shivers of pleasure and pain running all
over my spine.
"I-I.." I stutter nervously. "I-I c-cant.. ta-take…" Tyrone is now fucking me
faster and harder, I can barely speak. "I can't ta-take more of it!" I let out a
gasp. "It is reaching my womb!"
"I know… just a couple more inches." He slaps my ass, making me whimper meekly.
It actually felt good. Like, it felt so right to be smacked by my black man!
"Miss Teen North Carolina, took it all the way into her pussy."
"Wh-what?!" I ask surprised then shut up as he slams the cock back in again.
"S-she…and y-you…"
"Of course you dumb blonde." He laughs banging me even faster. I stop talking, I
can't speak anymore. I see my face in the mirror and it is as pale as a candle.
"Do you think you were the only one who got the idea that fucking a friend of the judges would
help you in the pageant? I fucked over a dozen contestants and about six
of their mothers."
"Oh God, y-you… Oh fuck, I am going to cum!" I yell in pleasure. I'm still
stunned by what he said, but I confess it was no surprise. I mean, these girls
are sluts. They would cut each other's throat without blinking if it got them
the prize.
"Then cum with all my dick into you ya white slut!" He slams it all in and I
shout my pleasure to the world.
"YESSSSS!" I feel the black man fully in me, the balls slapping my cunt lips and
his pubes pressed to my butt cheeks. I reach a powerful climax immediately. I
tremble and yell, having my first multiple orgasm experience.
"Here it goes ho'!" He moans and lets out a massive stream of cum.
I didn't know men could cum this much. I feel like he is flooding my womb.
Thankfully I'm on the pill. Lots of his black seed escapes my pussy and still he
doesn't stop spurting. I feel my body getting limp, too many orgasms got me all
spent.
He slaps my butt again to keep me awake and I look at the black giant banging my
pussy a few times before he finally stops, having finished using me. I smile
weakly and then pass out. It never happened to me, nobody fucked me into
unconsciousness before.
I wake up for a second seeing two of the hotel’s security guards, men as black and
powerfully built as Tyrone himself, carrying me out of his room, I drift into
sleep again. The next thing I feel is one of them putting me in my bed.
I wake up and smile to the man, wondering if all black men are as hung and manly
as Tyrone. Maria talks to the two men and points at me with a smile. She is
dressed in clothes far sexier than she usually wears, showing a massive cleavage
that now I can tell is at least an F cup!
Maria showing off her boobs… that's so surprising I start to giggle to myself. I
guess it is the `black men effect' working on the poor catholic girl. Both men
smile to her and, even if I can't make out what they are saying, it certainly
looks like flirting to me.
One of them puts a hand on her waist and then they leave me, thinking I'm
asleep. I hear her giggles as she closes the door and I weakly turn to the side
on my bed, seeing Tyrone's card and an invitation for a private party in the penthouse section after the pageant. Handwritten on it is a `be there' note.
I smile and sleep again, knowing I'll be there.
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