9 Fresh Off The Bus 3

Fresh Off The Bus 3
An E&I Enterprises Story
copyright 2000 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009


07/99

Prologue:

The three secretaries squirmed in their chairs as the well dressed black
men moved through the office towards the meeting room. These meetings of
the inner circle of E&I enterprises happened about once a month and the
women weren't used to being in the presence of so many powerful men at
once. Each of them prayed they would be asked to service one or more of
the men when the meeting was over.

"Welcome gentlemen," said Solomon King as Bull held the door for the
men.

The men all took their seats and gave the state of their departments
reports with Solomon interjecting  questions or comments from time to
time. Eventually the speeches made their way around the table to Tyrone
Jones.

Tyrone cleared his throat. He was head of E&I Modeling which was a front
for the adult entertainment aspects of E&I Enterprises. "The state of
E&I Modeling is excellent," said Tyrone. "Revenues have increased 4%
since last month. Our websites and magazines have now captured 51% of
the adult market locally and 6% nationally. Enhanced men are slowly
replacing regular men as models and actors. A recent internet poll shows
that 97% of subscribers believe black men are better endowed and have
more stamina then whites.  The only problem is the recruiting of fresh young women.
The appetites of our internet subscribers to see innocent young women turned into
sluts is insatiable. It takes some time to seduce and/or blackmail them.
However, an employee, Ann Dutton has come up with a brilliant idea to
recruit some new talent."

"Yes," said Solomon stroking his goatee. "I'm looking forward to meeting
some of this new talent. You’re up Henry. I've saved you for last."

Henry McGraw, the only white man in the room shuffled his papers. Henry
had been a brilliant chemistry student until he got expelled for making
the date rape drug. He had gone to work for a drug lord setting up drug
labs throughout the city until Solomon recruited him to duplicate the
X-serum. He was not the only white man working for E&I, but he was the
only "enhanced" one and the only one allowed into the inner circle.

"Financially after expenses, research, and expansion funds, we only have
enough to produce 10 shots of the X-serum a month. That number is
expected to double in 18 months. Unfortunately, it still costs a million
dollars to produce each shot with no sign of the cost coming down in the
near future. The other problem with the X-serum is that its benefits are
not passed on to our progeny."

"And the Y-serum?" asked Solomon. The Y-serum was a female version of
the X-serum.

"Yes," said Henry smirking in triumph at the group. "I am pleased to
announce that a prototype Y-serum has been developed." Henry waited
while a few of the men gave him a smattering of applause. "Please
gentlemen," he continued. "the final version is still a ways off. The
prototype is not permanent and has no regenerative affects. Even referring to it as a prototype is a stretch. However it does have two features that may be of use to us. The first effect is
that it causes women to be in a constant state of arousal, thus
weakening their will power. The second effect is that the female
hormones in the prototype cause males to have erection problems. I
haven't decided whether to call this Xcite or Anti-Viagra." He paused
while the men laughed. "The other benefit is that it may be ingested and
it relatively cheap to produce."

"Excellent," said Solomon. "I believe we've found a solution to your
recruitment problem, Tyrone."

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

The door of the bus opened and the girl walked out, staring in awe at
the towering skyline of New York City.

"I want to see, I want to see," said the girl behind her pushing her way
out.

Five girls exited the bus and moved out of the way for the other
passengers. They looked around at the masses of people on the sidewalk,
the traffic, and the immense buildings.

"Looking for me?"

The girls turned and squealed with delight as Ann Dutton ran up to
engage them all in a group hug. She was followed by a well-dressed,
handsome black man with a grin on his face.

"Oh Ann," said Lara Sadler, the current Miss Teen Idaho. "It's so nice
to see you. I hope you don't hate me."

"Of course not, Lara," replied Ann. "I couldn't fulfill my duties for the
pageant so they removed me from the post."

In truth, the judges had received compromising pictures of Ann with the
black men she worked with.

"It was all mysterious and hush hush," said Lara, "but I'm happy for
you. You look fantastic, so elegant."

"Thanks," said Ann. She was wearing business professional attire to
impress the girls. They were all eighteen, but Ann felt so much older
then her peers as their naive faces stared at her in awe of her new life
in the big city.  "This is Latrell," said Ann introducing the handsome black man. "He is
chief photographer for E&I modeling."

"A pleasure," said Latrell smiling and nodding at the girls. "I see
potential in all of you. You're all going to make a lot of money."

The girls looked thrilled. "Alright here is our itinerary," said
Ann. "Our benefactor is putting you all up in one of his townhouses.
We'll go drop your stuff off and then you'll have some time to rest
before I pick you up for dinner tonight. Tomorrow, we'll be doing
interviews and take some test shots of you all, then you can  have the
rest of the day to sight see. If all goes well by the end of the week
some or all of you might have some nice fat modeling contracts to sign.
Our benefactor, Mr. Solomon King is one of the wealthiest men in New
York. He has connections in the music industry, Broadway, and even
films. He is the man who can make all your dreams come true."

The girls beamed and some applauded. "This way," said Latrell pointing
towards a large limousine parked at the corner. The girls eyes grew wide
at the sight of the limo and they locked arms and walked over to the
car. "Any guilt?" asked Latrell pulling Ann aside.

"Not at all," said Ann, her forced smile turning into a smirk. "I hate
all those bitches. You don't know how cutthroat pageants get. I
guarantee that little bitch Lara gloated when she heard about my losing
the Teen Idaho crown."

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

Tyrone checked the live feeds to make sure everything was working
properly. He glanced at the counter on his screen. Close to a thousand
people had logged on to see the new girls.

His screen showed a map of the townhouse. He clicked on the rooms.
making sure the hidden cameras were all working at the E&I voyeurcam
website. The townhouse was an old dormitory. It had four bedrooms, a
bathroom with a large group shower, and a small kitchen. He clicked on
the foyer link just as the door opened and the first of the girls walked
in quickly followed by the others. His cock started stiffening as he saw
the innocent young beauties.

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

Kim's Story:

Kim Preston followed the rest of the girls into the posh New York
restaurant. The others were all paired up into their little clicks. Kim
wasn't popular among the girls and she didn't give a shit. She was a
loner and her only concern in life was getting the hell out of Idaho.
The others considered Kim a slut, but she wasn't. A slut slept with
anyone, Kim only slept with men who could further her career, like the
pageant judges and she hadn't actually fucked them. She had gotten by
with giving two of them blow jobs. If she had gotten to a third judge,
she might be the reigning queen and not Lara Sadler.

And speaking of men who could further her career. Solomon King, was the
biggest, handsomest, black man she had ever seen. He had a sexy goatee
and a shaved head that made him look virile. His expensive tailored suit
and his very demeanor seemed to exude wealth and masculinity. Kim knew
an opportunity when she saw it and made sure she had a seat beside him
at the table.

Other then Ann and the five girls there were two men at the table. One
was Solomon the other was Tyrone Jones. He wasn't a good looking man,
but he was also very powerfully built and Kim labeled him as opportunity
number two should Solomon not pan out. The waiter was also a tall,
muscular black man named Rashidi. He was a good waiter even to the point
where he kept their glasses constantly full of water. A grossly obese
black man, apparently Mr. King's bodyguard, stood by the door, but did
not join them for dinner.

Dinner went well. Kim flirted with Solomon every chance she got. Tyrone
gave a short speech about what he wanted from his girls. Solomon also
gave a speech and welcomed them to E&I Enterprises. The only sour note
occurred after dinner. Rashidi was serving coffee and spilled some on
Michelle's purse.

"You stupid ni....," she said pausing for a second before resuming,
"nincompoop." But the damage was done, Solomon and Tyrone were both
staring at her with narrowed eyes and smirks on their faces. Thankfully, they didn’t raise the issue and
things quickly returned to normal.

"So Kim," said Solomon sipping his coffee. "What was your talent?"

"I'm a dancer."

"Great," he said. "In my organization there are lots of positions for
dancers."

"I know all sorts of positions," she responded batting her eye lashes at
him.

He paused and gave her a look that made her think she was being
assessed. Kim's looks and body drove men wild. She had brown eyes,
straight black hair, and a small upturned nose that men found cute. She
was tall with long, firm, dancers legs and she had worn a short skirt to
show them off. Her breasts were big and full, with long pointy nipples.
The boys back home couldn't keep their hands off them and she doubted if
the men of New York would be any different.

"What are your goals Kim?" asked Solomon.

"Just to get out of Idaho Mr. King," she replied. "I'd do anything to
get out of Idaho."

"Excellent," he said and she felt his big, strong hand rest on her knee
under the table. She didn't remove it. "What do you like best about New
York so far?"

"The skyline I think," she said a shiver running up her spine. Kim
suddenly realized she was very horny, probably the horniest she had ever
been in her life. She squirmed in her seat and noticed the other girls
were squirming too. 'They must be getting impatient,' she thought.

"The view from my penthouse is exquisite."

"I'd like to see it some time."

"How about tonight after dinner?" he asked.

"I'd like that very much," she replied, hiding her grin of triumph by
looking down at the other girls around the table.  Men were so easily
manipulated. She had heard that black men really liked white women and
she didn't think Solomon would have missed a chance to fool around with
one. However, Kim didn't really want to fuck a black man. She would talk
him into a blow job. Most men are so desperate for a good blow, they'll
take one over sex any time. Solomon would be putty in her hands. She
would suck his dick and after a couple of minutes, it would leak a few
drops of semen into her mouth, and she would spit it out as he fell fast
Asleep just like all the others she had blown.

Kim paused in her scheming to look around at the other girls. Most were
in their own little worlds, probably fantasizing about being big famous
models. Tracy wasn't at the table and she finally spotted her talking to
one of the best looking white guys Kim had ever seen. Tracy wasn't a
slut, but was one of those girls who always had a man on her arm.
Though, the way she was flirting with the guy made her think she would
be getting her pussy stuffed that night and the itch Kim had in her
pussy almost made her reconsider sleeping with Solomon. A nice stiff
dick was just what she needed.

Lara was listening raptly to Ann Dutton. She seemed fascinated with the
woman. Too fascinated. Kim had never seen Lara with a guy and was
beginning to wonder about her. The other girls were talking to Tyrone or
amongst themselves.

Solomon stood up from the table and the rest of the girls followed. He
pulled Ann aside and said, "Kim here will be going with me. I'll have
her back later."

"Of course sir," said Ann.

Kim was a little surprised. Ann showed absolutely no expression on her
face. The Ann Dutton she remembered from the pageant was shy and
innocent, practically a virgin. The new Ann didn't even seemed shocked
that her boss was taking home a white girl he had just met.

Kim followed Solomon out to his limo and the other girls didn't even
notice she wasn't with them until they got to their own limo. Kim spared
them a glance as the fat black man held the door for her. The girls were
staring back at her in shock. Michelle had a look of disgust on her face
that spoke volumes. Kim didn't care, she was leaving them behind.

They were silent as the limo left the restaurant and turned onto 5th
avenue. Solomon sat across from her doing nothing but studying her face
and body. Kim had expected him to be all over her as soon as they were
in the car. She found herself somewhat disappointed, but contented
herself with staring out the window at the passing scenery. In no time
at all, the limo pulled in front of a large building facing Central
Park.

"You live here?" she asked staring at the lavish building.

"Yes, my dear," replied Solomon. "I own the building. The entire top
floor is my apartment."

"Oh geez," she said through her teeth. Why did he have to be black? She
would have no problem living in a place like this. A couple good blow
jobs and she could be moving her stuff in within a week.

The three entered a large glass elevator on the outside of the building.
Bull pressed the button for the top floor and the elevator began to
ascend.

Kim's jaw fell open as the panorama of central park opened up before her
with the famous illuminated skyline of Manhattan behind that. She was also strongly aware of an overwhelmingly masculine presence filling the elevator. The two black men seemed to exude it and for some reason, Kim’s legs felt weak. She wanted to fall to her knees before them. The
elevator stopped and opened, Kim followed Solomon and Bull out into the
hall. The hall only had two doors.

"Thank you Bull, I won't need you any more tonight," said Solomon. Bull
nodded and headed down the hall to the furthest door.

Solomon turned and unlocked the other door to the penthouse apartment.
They had entered a huge luxuriously decorated living room. To the left
was a large balcony overlooking Central Park. The balcony curved around
to the West and she could see a bridge off in the distance.
A hot tub, green house, and a bird cage were out on the balcony.

"Impressed?" asked Solomon.

"Good god yes."

"I'm going to go slip into something a little more comfortable." He
headed towards a large bedroom, quickly returning wearing a knee length
robe with an impressive bulge in the crotch and she assumed it must have
tented out. He walked over to a well stocked bar and began pouring them
some wine.

"You ever been in a hot tub before?" said Solomon handing her a glass.

"No," said Kim.

"Why don't you go change and I'll fire it up."

"But I didn't bring a bathing suit."

"We will go in our birthday suits. Don't worry, no one can see us and
the bubbles will protect our modesty."

Solomon pointed towards a large bathroom and she entered it shutting the
door. Kim quickly stripped and checked herself out in the mirror. She
grabbed her long nipples and tugged them into full erectness. A shiver
of pleasure from touching her own nipples traveled up her spine and she
moaned. Kim couldn't remember being this horny and if Solomon insisted
on it, she'd probably give in and fuck him. If not, she be shoving her
own fingers in her pussy the first chance she got.

Kim came out in a towel and walked out onto the balcony. The greenhouse
contained stunted little trees that were both elegant and beautiful. The
cage held a magnificent bird of prey.

Solomon was already in the tub, a cigar in his mouth and a drink sitting
next to him. His biceps were almost as large as her waist.
Kim climbed up and sat on the rim in her towel. She looked out at the
skyline on New York in awe. She stood up and removed the towel.
Solomon's eyes flickered down her body quickly and then returned to her
face as she slid under the water. He seemed to enjoy studying her facial
reactions.

"What is it you desire Kim?" asked Solomon.

"To get out of Idaho."

"I can arrange that," he replied. "What do I get in return."

"How about a blow job?"

The black man's eyebrows shot up at her boldness. "You ever suck on a
black cock before?"

"No, but give me a job at your agency and I just might give it a try."

"That depends. Are you any good?"

"I can get a man off in five minutes."

"That's because you've only sucked on white boy's dicks," he said
laughing. It confused Kim. By this time she was normally halfway through
the blow job. Solomon didn't appear to be in any hurry. "Tell you what,
if you can get me off in fifteen minutes, I'll give you a year’s contract
at E&I modeling."

Kim snorted. She had started to think she was out of her league, but now
she was on familiar ground. "That's easy Mr. King. Can I use my hands?"

"You may use everything at your disposal my dear."

Kim was ready to start when a thought occurred to her. "And if I can't?"

"Then I get full access to your body for the rest of the evening," said
Solomon. "and you have to suck my bodyguard off."

Kim's face turned pale at the thought of the obese black man. She felt
sick picturing him with his shirt off let alone sucking on his penis.

"Tell you what," said Solomon. "We'll up the stakes. Let's make it a
five year contract and I'll give you ten thousand dollars."

Kim's heart skipped a beat and her eyes opened as wide as saucers. Up
until that point she had always been confident in her oral abilities.
She had gotten the two pageant judges off in under five minutes and her
boyfriend who was used to her blow jobs could last seven. There was no
way he could last fifteen, but he seemed so smug and full of himself.
The man exuded self-confidence and masculinity. Still, fifteen minutes
and she could even use her hands. "Mr. King, I accept."

"Are you sure? Last chance."

"Yes, I'm sure," she replied though she was filled with doubts. "I'm the
best cocksucker in Idaho."

"This ain't Idaho, bitch," said Solomon standing up.

"Dear god," said Kim as his penis came into view. What had she gotten
herself into?

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

Kim didn't even have time to stare at his incredible physique, as her
eyes zoomed straight in on his cock. It was huge and thick. The foot
long monster was so big and heavy that it seemed to defy gravity as it
swayed in the air straight out from his body. It seemed carved from
ebony, crisscrossed with big blue veins, with a plump head the size of a
small apple. His balls matched his cock. They hung halfway to his knees
and she couldn't imagine the amount of sperm they must produce.

"Fourteen minutes," said Solomon.

Kim gasped when he reminded her of the bet. There was no time to waste.
She grabbed his cock and pulled it towards her mouth. Solomon was
standing in the deep part of the hot tub, so that his cock was pointing
right at her mouth as she sat against the rim.

Kim fell in love with his cock the moment she touched it. It throbbed in
her hand and was hot to the touch. She stretched her jaw out and sucked
the head right into her mouth. She wanted to take her time, to worship
every inch of it with her tongue, to lick around the head, to kiss his
big heavy balls, but she had a bet to win.

Kim relaxed her jaw and tried to swallow it into her mouth, but she
started gagging. The damn thing was three times as thick as anything she
had sucked on before.

"Tick tock suck my cock," said Solomon when she had about a third of his
cock in her mouth. "Ten minutes."

Impossible, she thought, there was no way it had been five minutes
already. The thought of doing this to Bull made her redouble her
efforts. She relaxed her throat as the fat head entered it. She had to
lean forward and arch her back as more of his cock slid into her throat.
Solomon's big cock humbled her and there was no way she could win the
bet. Then she remembered she could use her hands.

Kim was running out of time and she quickly brought her hands up to the
shaft. She began stroking her hands along his shaft while bobbing her
mouth rapidly over the tip. After several minutes, she started getting a
reaction from Solomon. He grunted and grabbed the sides of her head
between his strong hands. Solomon began thrusting his hips forward,
shoving his cock in and out of her mouth.

Come on, come on, she thought as his cock began to swell in her mouth.
It had to be close and she increased her pace trying desperately to make
him cum before the time was up.

His orgasm caught her by surprise. Sperm was sliding down her throat
before she knew it. She closed her throat and her mouth immediately
filled with sperm. Solomon was still holding her head forcing her to
swallow more. As soon as the first wad was gone, the next filled her
mouth, and then another. It was the richest sperm she’d tasted and she had no problem swallowing it. After it was done shooting, sperm continued to
flow out of the tip in a steady stream. She could actually feel it
pumping in her hands and mouth.

Finally, he was done and Solomon pulled his cock out of her mouth. Kim
just laid back, caught her breath and worked her sore jaw around. "Did I
make it?" she asked.

"Time was up twenty minutes ago," said Solomon sitting back down in the
water.

"Impossible," she said, shaking her head in denial when he tossed his
watch over at her.  "Your watch must be wrong."

"It's never wrong. It gets a signal from the national atomic clock.
It'll lose a second in the next billion years. That means your body is
mine for the rest of the night," said Solomon.

Kim nodded, but thought, 'so what?' She wanted to fuck him. Her pussy
was screaming for a dick as big as his, but he had just cum. 'Maybe he
will get hard again in the morning and I can fuck him then,’ thought
Kim.

"Stand up. I want to see your body."

Kim stood up in the center of the hot tub with the water up to her
thighs. Solomon King was different then anyone she had ever met. All
those others had been putty in her hands, leaping at a chance to please
her. The black man on the other hand was the one giving orders.  He
couldn't be manipulated by her or anyone else. She shivered despite the warm July
night air as the water cascaded off her body. Kim was surprised to find
that she liked being the one following orders. Something about him made
her want to obey him.

"Very nice," said Solomon. "Now turn around so I can see your ass."

Kim did as she was told, slowly turning around for him. When she was
facing him again she got the shock of her life. The head of his cock was
sticking up out of the water, fully erect again.

"Bend over the edge, bitch."

Kim turned again and bent over the rim of the hot tub. She heard the
water falling from his body as he stood up. He waded over to her and
rested his cock between her ass cheeks reminding her of how big it
really was. 'That monster is going to split me in two,' she thought, but
she couldn't wait for him to start.

Kim could feel Solomon's cock slowly slide down her ass crack and then
the head began running all over her pussy lips teasing her. Her juices
were leaking out coating the head of the black man's incredible cock.
Solomon pushed forward and she could feel her lips stretching wide and
then slowly closing around the head of his cock. Her pussy clamped down
tightly around the invader as Solomon worked the head around in her.

Kim moaned with pleasure as Solomon worked his cock in deeper a
centimeter at a time, taking it nice and slow, letting her get used to
his size. He paused at six inches, already more cock then she had ever had, and
then he proceeded forward again. Her eyes flew open as his meaty rod
pushed into virgin territory. She felt a pressure building in her womb
as an orgasm approached. The pressure just kept building and building,
her hands squeezed tightly on the rim of the hot tub until her knuckles
turned white. Kim started mewling as the pressure continued to build.
The sound coming from deep in her throat was a combination of pleasure
and frustration. She loved his cock but the friction wasn't enough to
put her over the top. Her mewling became sporadic as his cock hit the
ten inch mark and she began breathing heavily. At eleven inches she knew
she belonged to him. No man had ever treated her like this and she felt
more satisfied now, more like a woman then she ever had in her life.
Solomon's balls gently slapped against her thighs and she knew she had
taken it all. The pressure was unbearable now, sweat covered her brow
and she felt her pussy muscles expanding and contracting as it tried to
both push him out and pull him in. He held still though until finally
she cried, "Please fuck me, please."

His reaction wasn't what she expected. One minute her pussy was stuffed
with a thick foot-long cock and then it was gone as Solomon jerked it
out with a loud slurping sound. "Nooo," she cried in horror as the
impending orgasm started fading.

She sighed in relief as he pushed the head in again, but he just held
the head still. Kim wanted more and started struggling to push back, but
he restrained her with one of his strong hands until tears rolled down
her eyes from frustration.

Solomon's other hand grabbed her left ass cheek and the tip of his thumb
began circling around her anus until it opened up as he pushed his thumb
in. Kim started to protest, no one had ever played with her ass before,
but he fed her another inch of cock and she shut up.
He began slowly working his thumb in her ass in time to the
frustratingly slow pace of his cock. When his cock was halfway in, his
thumb was buried up to the knuckle. Then he buried his cock along with
his thumb and held it there not moving. Kim's ass squeezed his thumb as
her pussy clamped down over his cock. It felt like she was being double
fucked and she decided she might have to try it some time. Solomon's
thumb was almost as big as her boyfriend's penis.

Finally, Kim couldn't take it any more. "Oh god I need to cum," she
moaned. "Quit teasing me."
Once again Solomon yanked his cock out and she sobbed. This time
however, he slammed his cock in, her pussy expanded around it, every
nerve tingling, until it was all in and then her orgasm exploded from
her body.

She had cum before but never like this.

Shockwaves of pleasure traveled out from her womb enveloping her body.
Her scream of joy echoed off the surrounding building bouncing back at
her. The orgasm seemed to last forever and Solomon was merciless as he
continued to pound his cock into her with a speed that would of had her
previous lover's cumming in minutes.

"Like it slut?" he asked after she had come back down to earth.

"I love it," she replied. "I love your cock. I love you." Kim gritted
her teeth as she came again and then again.

Solomon continued to relentlessly pound his cock into her pussy and his
thumb into her ass. She lost track of time and the number of orgasms he
had given her. She felt like a virgin experiencing sex for the first
time. Finally when she didn't think she could take anymore with a loud
grunt he came.

His sperm struck the depths of her pussy triggering another orgasm
almost as powerful as the first. Wad after wad struck the insides of her
pussy churning with her juices as he continued to slam his cock in and
out. 'How could those big balls produce this much sperm?' she wondered,
especially after cumming once already. Her belly still felt full of
sperm. He pulled his cock out and she felt more of his cum dripping onto
her ass.

"Do not move," said Solomon. "Remain as you are now."

Kim didn't think she could move if she wanted to. She was so exhausted
from the fucking of her life. She was a little stiff, but the edge of
the hot tub was actually quite comfortable. The whole thing was actually
perfect for fucking and sucking. It was almost as if it had been
designed with Solomon in mind.

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

Solomon grabbed his glass of wine and relit his cigar as he laid back
against the edge and caught his breath. Breaking her had been most
rewarding. She had thought he could be manipulated, but instead she
would find herself used and cast aside to other men. She would learn
that it was in her nature to serve and obey. He liked them young, dumb,
and full of his cum.

Solomon smiled as he stared at her crotch. Her thighs were red from
getting slapped by his balls, her pussy was splayed open, and his sperm
was oozing out of her pussy in waves. He set his glass down and began
tugging on his cock to make it hard again. It quickly began fattening
up. He closed his eyes in pleasure as he stroked his cock, even after
all these years, his stamina still amazed him.

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

Kim awoke to an intense pain shooting through her rectum. Solomon was
playing with her ass again only this time more roughly. She expected the
pain to fade, but instead it increased as her ass stretched open
impossibly wide. Just when she thought her ass would rip open, it closed
around what could only be the head of Solomon's cock.

Kim shuddered in fear at the thought of having that monster shoved where
no man has ever gone before. She didn't have a choice though, according
to the bet he had full use of her body and to tell the truth Kim wanted
him to fuck her ass. She wouldn't belong to him completely until she had
given him access to every hole in her body. Kim winced as the pain shot
through her body again as he resumed pushing forward.

Kim just laid there, grabbed the edge of the tub, and closed her eyes.
Luckily, Solomon was merciful. He paused every two inches or so to let
her get used to his anal invader. The whole process probably took a half
hour, but Kim eventually felt his balls gently slap against her ass and
she knew he had gotten the whole thing in.

"I'm impressed, slut," he said between breaths. He was panting as much as
she was. "Few women take it all on the first try and many never can."

Just how many women had let him fuck their asses before? The way he
talked made her think that it had been more then a few. If she was going
to have a relationship with Solomon King, she'd have to make this worth
his while and perform better then those other women.
Kim felt like a turkey on Thanksgiving she was so stuffed, but the pain
was fading. She flexed her ass, squeezing his cock between her cheeks
and cried, "Fuck my ass baby. Fuck me hard. Fill me with your sperm."

"You got it bitch," said Solomon beginning to pump.

Solomon fucked her hard with about three-quarters of his cock. It was a
strange sensation, but she liked it. Sucking him off required skill and
concentration. When fucking him, she was too busy cumming. Getting her
butt fucked made her feel helpless, used, and she liked the feeling. She
liked making him happy.

Pain shot up Kim's back and she winced. His cock felt bigger and she
realized it was swelling as he approached orgasm. Friction increased as
it grew thicker, slowing him down. With difficulty, he pushed it all the
way in and held it there. For a second, Kim though that he wasn't going
to cum and that his cock would remain wedged in her ass forever, but with
a jerk, his cock spurted one of his impossibly large loads deep into her
bowels.

He held it there until the swelling went down enough for him to slowly
pull it out. Kim's ass closed a little behind it, his sperm rising into
the space recently vacated by his cock until it poured out her ass.

"Did you like it baby?"

"Yeah bitch," replied Solomon. "You fuck like a slut twice your age."
Kim beamed at the compliment.

"Why don't you go get cleaned up in the restroom," said Solomon.

Kim smiled at him and climbed out of the tub. She grabbed the towel and
returned to the restroom where her clothes were. She looked at herself
in the mirror and couldn't believe her reflection. Dried sperm covered
her chin and thighs. There was a large red indentation just under her
breasts from the edge of the hot tub. Her hair was half-wet and unkempt.
She looked like she felt, well fucked.

Kim grabbed a towel and wiped her chin off. she bent down to clean her
thighs and was embarrassed as a large fart escaped her ass forcing some
sperm out. She stood and quickly ran to the toilet.

It took a while for Kim to feel presentable enough to go see her lover.
She left her clothes in the bathroom, put on her best pageant smile, and
naked walked back out to the living room. Solomon was there wearing a
robe and Kim thought it should be a crime to cover up that magnificent
cock. "I wasn't ready to get dressed yet," she said.

Solomon walked behind her, grabbed her clothes from the restroom and
handed them to her. "It's just as well, Bull prefers his women naked.
He'll take you home when he's done with you."

Kim eyes opened in disbelief and she felt like crying as he hustled her
over towards the door. He was going to make her go through with sucking
off his fat bodyguard. "But Solomon, she begged. "what about us? Can I
see you tomorrow?" She paused then added, "What about a contract?"

"Don't worry, you were as good as hired when you got off the bus," he
said. "As for tomorrow, find yourself another black man." He slammed the
door in her face just as another loud fart echoed in the hall.

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

Kim turned and walked towards the door to Bull's room. She felt used,
embarrassed and humiliated. She raised her hand up to knock and then
said, "Fuck this." Kim turned around and walked over to the elevator.

She dressed then pressed the down button and waited. The feelings of
love and submission she had felt for Solomon were rapidly fading though
if he opened his door now and asked her in, she would go running.
Anyway, he had guaranteed her a contract and she brightened up. She
pressed the down button again and then noticed a key hole by the
buttons. 'Damn,' she thought.

Kim wore her most charming pageant smile when she knocked on the door.
The smile wavered when he answered the door and she saw that he was
shirtless. She kept her eyes on his face and away from his body as she
asked, "Mr. Bull, Mr. King said you would take me back to the apartment?"

"As soon as you blows me, bitch," said Bull and she felt something poking
her in the stomach.

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

Kim looked down and gasped. A cock head the size of a small orange was
sticking out from under Bull's immense belly. Bull grabbed her arm and
pulled her inside his room. The entire room stank of sweat and semen.
His walls were decorated with pin-ups, many were stained.

Bull led her over to his bed and sat her down on the edge giving her a
good view of his cock.
It was as big as her forearm, the head as big as her clenched fist. The
monster was probably eighteen inches long and it was the first
uncircumcised cock she had ever seen. The tip of the head peaking out at
her had a pee-slit almost an inch long. The testicles dangling down
underneath were the size of cantaloupes. It was a thing of beauty
jutting out from the ugliest man she had ever seen.

A strange, musky odor came off of his crotch. Kim's eyes were lidded as
she leaned forward and inhaled the scent, her tongue flickering out over
the head as she smelled it.

Kim found herself filled with lust, her tongue licking all around the
head. She kissed the tip in a gesture of love and submission. Kim
brought her hands up and wrapped them around Bull's cock, pulling back
the foreskin so that she could lick the flared ridge on the head.

She started stroking the shaft as she brought her mouth back around to
the tip. Kim opened wide trying to get the head in her mouth, but it was
just too big. She whimpered and looked up at Bull, "It doesn't fit."

"Takes your clothes off."

Kim leaped to obey and began stripping again. "Your not going to fuck me
are you?"

"Fuck, I knows you can't take this mutha."

Kim felt sad. She wished she could fuck him. Her already well-fucked
pussy was itching for his cock. She finished stripping and stood naked
before him. Bull ran his hands over her body. His beefy hands completely
covered her large breasts.

Bull pushed her back on the bed and spread her legs. She watched
fascinated as he grabbed a jar of vaseline and began coating his cock
with generous amounts of the gel. When he finished, his cock glistened
in the light and he took another dollop and coated the insides of her
thighs.

Bull pushed her legs back so that they didn't have contact with his
stomach. He rested his black monster on her labia and squeezed her legs
together around his dick. He started sliding his cock between her
thighs. It slid along her belly, leaving a slimy trail of pre-cum and
Vaseline until it poked at the bottoms of her breasts. Bull started
thrusting his hips, fucking her thighs.

"Play with them titties, bitch," he grunted as he increased his
thrusting. "Lets me sees you jerk them long nipples off."

Kim leaped to obey, bringing her hands up to her breasts, squeezing them
and tugging on her nipples. She moaned with pleasure staring at the head
of his cock striking towards her like a snake. His cock was sliding
along her labia and her engorged clit. She was raising her hips as he
thrust out with his cock. The friction brought forth a large orgasm and
then another.

This went on for some time before she noticed his cock swelling. His
cock wasn't siding along her belly any more, it was leaping upwards with
each thrust. Sweat was pouring down Bull's forehead and his whole body
shined in the light.

Kim looked down between her breasts just as he came. His cum fanned out
from the tip and it looked like a tidal wave approaching her face. The
wave broke on her chin, cum splashing over her mouth and nose, just
missing her eyes. The second wad coated her breasts and the third her
belly. His load was twice as large as Solomon's and he still wasn't done
cumming. Sperm continued to ooze from the tip as he ran it over her
labia. Bull jerked the remaining sperm out on her belly and then stepped
back.

"I'll go get dressed and take you back to the apartment," he said.

Kim writhed in pleasure on the bed as his sperm liquefied. She couldn't
help herself and she licked around her mouth tasting his cum. It wasn't
enough so she scooped up some more off her breasts.

Kim cleaned herself off in Bull's dirty bathroom and then met him in the
foyer. He put the key in the lock and they rode the elevator down to the
ground.

Kim felt a deep feeling of euphoria and satisfaction as he drove her
back to the apartment. She even kissed him on the cheek when he dropped
her off. Kim waddled up to her room, her body sore, and climbed into
bed. She was happy and for the first time in her life, completely satisfied.


Tracy's Story


At the moment Tracy Lopez was loving life. "Better get out of here
before the other girls get up," she said to her lover before licking a
drop of his sperm off her lips.

Rick got up off the bed and pulled his pants on. "I'm parched baby, I'll
be right back."

"Bring me a glass of water too please," she replied.

Tracy stretched out on the bed and grinned she was so happy. She arched
her back and ran her hands over her full breasts down to her belly, then
pulled her hands back guiltily as she started becoming aroused again.

Tracy had never been this horny in her life. It had started last night
at the restaurant with the staff of E&I modeling. She was sitting at the
table feeling her thighs becoming soaked when she noticed a guy at
another table staring at her.

His name was Rick and he was the prettiest boy she had ever seen. He
cornered her as she was returning from the bathroom and introduced
himself. Rick was a model at a well known agency in the city. They spent
some time talking and flirting before she returned to the table.

He even talked her into sex, which was a relief because she was so horny
she was starting to eye the black men at the table. Tracy had been a
virgin up until that night when she snuck Rick into the apartment.

Rick was a gentle, patient lover. When she first saw his penis, it's
size intimidated her. It was a proud, hard six inch rod. Luckily, Rick
knew she was nervous and took his time with her, slowly kissing her
breasts, down her flat, tan belly and down between her legs. Never had
she known such pleasure as she felt when his tongue flickered along her
slit and up over her clit. Her hands were gripping his hair tightly as
she experienced the first orgasm of her life.

She was still high from her orgasm when Rick kneeled between her legs
and positioned his penis on her vagina and slowly pushed it in. There
was a brief moments pain as he entered her pushing his penis deep inside
her vagina.

The second time had been better. Tracy woke him up in the middle of the
night, climbing up on his penis wanting him inside her again. Her vagina
was sore, but she was still horny as hell. She had another smaller
orgasm as she rode his penis. In the morning, she leaned over and
started fondling his penis again until he got hard.

"Jesus, you're one hot girl," said Rick pushing her down his body with
his hands.

"What do you want?" she asked.

"Put it in your mouth."

"I've never sucked on a man's penis before."

"Call it a cock baby, It's more erotic."

Tracy looked at the big thing, wondering how it had ever fit in her
vagina. She kissed the head and said, "I love your big cock Rick. I'm
going to suck your cock." Tracy stretched her mouth wide open and
swallowed the head.  

It was one of the hardest things she had ever done, but she managed to
swallow the whole thing after several attempts to get it all the way in
her mouth. She didn't really like it, but Rick seemed to love it and she
liked making him happy.

Rick's cock was hot and hard in her mouth. It seemed to throb as she
blew him. His cum caught her off guard. The hot seed was striking the
back of her mouth and sliding down her throat before she could spit it
out. It hadn't been that bad.

"Here you go," said Rick, returning to the room and handing her a glass
of water.

"Wanna go again?" asked Tracy, running her hands over her body again.

"Tonight baby," replied Rick. "You’re gonna wear my dick out."

"Aw," said Tracy pouting.

"I'll pick you up after your interview today and take you down to see my
boss. I trust she'll like what she see's. My agency pays a lot and
besides, I never heard of this E&I Modeling agency."

"Thanks honey," she said kissing him goodbye.

Tracy laid back and grinned. Life was good. She was hedging her bets
with a modeling career having two interviews in one day, she had met the
perfect guy, and she had the best night of her life.

Tracy looked down at her body. She still felt that itch between her legs
and wished Rick could have stayed around another hour or so. Her nipples
were rock hard and blood engorged with desire. She didn't have much in
the way of areola but her nipples were long and fat.  Tracy squirmed on
the bed and finally gave up fighting it. She slid her hand down her
body, her fingers finding their way into her vagina until they touched a
spot that made her feel good.

After coming down from her orgasm, Tracy leaned over and took a long
swallow from the glass of water. Sex sure made you thirsty.

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

"That's one horny bitch," said the black guy monitoring the voyeurcam
website.

"And she's gonna stay horny the way she's downing the X-cite," said Henry
McGraw.

"Think it's gonna affect the white boy?"

"He had one glass, but it should be enough. Tests show that it blocks
erections in men for about a week, forever if he keeps drinking it.
We'll see tonight."

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

"This is your modeling agency?" asked Lara.

"Yes," replied Ann as the girls climbed out of the limo. E&I Modeling
was in an old decrepit warehouse on the Hudson.

They entered the building and the girls relaxed when they saw all the
sets and camera equipment. "We're slowly remodeling the building to
suit our needs. This way to Tyrone's office."

The girls entered a waiting room and were quickly ushered before Tyrone
who explained how they were going to conduct the interviews.
Then they were sent to change clothes.

Tracy entered the dressing room and picked up the first outfit. It was
the teeniest bikini she had ever seen. It was sheer white and consisted
of a couple patches and strings. She stripped noticing the wet spot on
her panties that had been present since meeting Rick last night.

Tracy looked at her nude body in the mirror. She was half Mexican with
her mom's European features with her father's light brown skin and
glossy black hair. Her mixed heritage gave her an exotic look that had
gotten her into the final ten at the Miss Teen Idaho pageant.
Both her parents thought she was going places and easily gave in to
Ann's offer to come to New York. Her looks, height, and figure resembled
a model's more then the other girls.

Tracy slipped on the bikini and immediately felt a little uncomfortable.
She had worn a modest bikini at the pageant, but the strings on this one
were little more then dental floss. It was too small also. The bikini
was so tight it squeezed her breasts together and the material was
stretched so thin you could see her nipples and pubic hair through the
material.

Tracy gulped and walked out to the waiting room only to find the four
other girls dressed identical to her in tight white string bikinis. The
girls were called in for interviews one at a time and then ushered off
for some test shots.

Kim went in before Tracy and spent three times as long as the other
girls. When she came out she was waking bowlegged and her cheeks were
all puffy. Tracy frowned as she passed Kim and saw her lick something
off her lips that looked suspiciously like...

Tracy was nervous as she went before Tyrone Jones and three other black
men. These four men were probably bigger, taller, and more muscular then
any men she had ever met. She felt more then uncomfortable being half
nude around such big men. Tracy was aware of a growing wet spot between
her legs and was almost thankful the material was so small or her
arousal would have been noticeable to the men in the room. The air
conditioning must have been too low also because her nipples were so
hard they jutted out of the bikini top.

"Very nice Miss Lopez," said Tyrone leering at her. "Let's see what you
look like without the bikini."

"I'm not comfortable with that," replied Tracy a little taken aback,
though deep down something inside her wanted to obey him, even strip for
him.

"You know Miss Lopez that all models have nudes in their portfolios."

"Yes sir, Mr. Jones," she said, "but I'm still not comfortable taking my
clothes off."

"Is it because we're black?"

"No," she lied feeling a little guilty that the race of the men did make
her uncomfortable.

"Alright then," said Tyrone. "Go see Latrell and take some test shots
and you're free to go for the day."

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

"Stupid bitch," said Tyrone after she left. Not only did he have a close
up nude of her in the dressing room on his computer screen, but
thousands of people had watched her change clothes a few minutes ago and
watched her fuck her boyfriend last night over the internet.

"I don't want to lose this one," said Tyrone. "I want her fucked
tonight. Put an announcement up on the bulletin boards for our
subscribers to keep an eye on her room tonight."

Tyrone then brought up a nude picture of the next girl as she was
brought into the room.

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

Tracy was happy to get out of the building. She grabbed a taxi and went
to meet Rick at his modeling agency. She had already made up her mind
that if offered she would accept a job with Rick's company. E&I was just
a little too sleazy for her. Latrell had taken pictures of her in several
skimpy bikini's and lingerie. He also asked to get some nudes of her but
she refused.

The other agency was a lot better. It was in a big, shiny, glass
building with a clean, professional appearance. The employees were all
nice, attractive people and a woman interviewed her for the job. The
pictures they took were all tasteful face shots, though some included
her wearing a modest bikini.

At the end of the interview the woman leaned forward and said, "Tracy
let me just say that we are very impressed with your looks on film and I
would like to represent you."

"I'd be honored to accept," she replied happily.

Rick took her out to celebrate and they returned to her apartment. Tracy
was surprised to see a large black security guard at the front door.

"I'm sorry Miss," said the guard. "Residents only during the evening
hours."

Tracy pulled Rick aside and whispered, "Can we go back to your place?"
I'm going to have to move out anyway when they find out I've taken
another job."

"I'm sorry, but I have a one room apartment and a roommate," said Rick.

"Wait here for a few minutes," she whispered. "When the guard goes in
the building, sneak in."

"What are you going to do?"

"Trust me," she said kissing him on the lips.

Tracy smiled at the guard as she entered the building and went to her
room. Tracy went through her clothes and pulled out a skimpy nighty that
consisted of a lacy pair of panties and a sheer shift. She quickly
changed into the nighty.

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

Avery was standing at the door when he heard the scream. He ran to the
kitchen, his dick immediately turned hard when he saw the sexy bitch in
the nighty. She was facing away from him, bent down looking at the
floor. Her shift had ridden up so that he was looking at her sexy panty
covered ass.

"Sp-spider," she cried looking frightened. "A big spider just ran under
the counter."

"Is that all girl," he said laughing.

"Please," she said grabbing his beefy arm. "Please kill it for me."

"Alright little lady," said Avery. "I'll get the big, bad spider for
you.

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

Tracy waited until the black guard was kneeling on the floor before
running on her bare feet over to the door. Rick was grinning as she
unlocked it and let him in. He quickly ran up the stairs to her bedroom.

"Did you get it?" asked Tracy returning to the kitchen.

"Sorry little lady, I didn't see a thing."

"Would you pour me a glass of water then, I'm too scared to go over
there."

Tracy thanked the man when he gave her the water and ran upstairs to her
boyfriend.

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

Avery watched the girl’s ass shake as she ran down the hall and up the
stairs. He watched until she disappeared then retuned to his post. As he
passed through the living room, the phone rang. He picked it up and
said, "Yes."

"Nice going braniac," said a voice on the phone.

"Who is this?"

"This is the monitor," said the voice. "You’re supposed to be keeping the
girls away from the white boys.

"Yeah so?"

"That one just snuck her boyfriend in while you were on the floor,
hotshot."

Avery's face flushed, the little bitch played him for a fool. He stuck
his middle finger up in the direction of the hidden camera.

"Fuck you too."

"I'll go throw the little wimp out now," said Avery.

"Hold on. Some of the higher ups want to observe them for awhile. "Put
an ear mike in so we can stay in contact and congratulations
Avery."

"Why?"

"You get to fuck her."

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

The black man monitoring the voyeurcam camera's turned his attention to
Tracy's room. Her boyfriend was kissing her and slowly taking off her
nighty. He checked the figures. Most of the viewers were tuned into
Kim's bedroom, watching her fuck Tyrone. They had been at it an hour
now. He put up a notice that something might be happening in Tracy's
room shortly.

He turned his attention back to the screen The boyfriend was naked now
and Tracy was on her knees with his entire dick in her mouth.

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

Tracy tried to suck harder, then she pulled back until his limp little
dick plopped out. "What's wrong honey?" she asked desperately tugging on
his penis.

"I don't know," replied Rick. "Maybe you wore it out last night." He
laughed half-heartedly.

"Come on get hard," she said to his penis before rubbing her breasts all
over is crotch.

"I'm sorry, this has never happened to me before."

Tracy sighed and stood up. "I'm so horny. Come eat my pussy again."

Tracy pulled Rick onto the bed and pushed him down between her legs. He
licked her pussy a couple times but his heart wasn't in it.
Tracy needed to cum and cum hard. If Rick wasn't up to it, she'd do it
herself. "I'm going to go take a shower, honey."

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

Rick was worried. His penis had never failed him before. He was only
twenty and every day for the past eight years, it had gotten hard at
least once a day. He pulled on his pants and decided to sneak downstairs
for a glass of water.

He was standing at the sink halfway through a glass when something
clamped over the back of his neck. "Hey let go."

"I don't know how you got past me white boy," said the black guard
tightening his grip. "Your ass is on the street."

The guard started dragging him towards the exit. "Hey what about the
rest of my clothes?"

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

Avery threw him out on the street and the voice in his ear said, "The
girl is busy masturbating in the shower, go grab his clothes."

Avery ran up to her room, grabbed the rest of his clothes, returned
downstairs, and threw them out the door at the white boy.

"At least let me say goodbye to her," said the wimp.

"I'll tell her," said Avery locking the door. "You can call her
tomorrow."

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

"You’re clear," said the monitor. "The girl is shaving her legs."

He watched Avery stripping off his uniform as he returned to the girl’s
room. When the big black guy was naked, the monitor turned the lights
off and switched to IR mode.

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

Tracy rinsed off and returned to her room. Her masturbation session had
been unrewarding and she was frustratingly  horny. The lights were off
in her room and she flipped the switch. Nothing. The light bulb must
have burned out.

She jumped when Rick's hand clamped over her arm and led her to the bed.
She shivered with excitement as he positioned her on all fours. He
seemed different, stronger, more dominant, and she liked it. Even the
room felt charged with sexual energy.

"You'd better not be teasing me," said Tracy, cooing when Rick responded
by rubbing the tip of his dick along her slit. His erection had finally
materialized.

Rick grabbed her hips and she felt the head of his dick slowly pushing
against her labia. It felt fatter then it did last night and she thought
it  would rip her apart until finally her lips closed around the head as
it entered her pussy. He felt gigantic.

The rest was just as thick. He entered her stretching her out like never
before, then he began slow fucking her. "God Rick, your cock feels as
big as a baseball bat," she moaned.

Rick was fucking her harder now, slowly picking up his pace. His large
hand was roughly gripping her ass cheek and she felt his thumb pressing
against her rectum. "God you’re magnificent," she said. He was lasting a
lot longer then he had last night and with each thrust his dick seemed
to reach unexplored  territory deep in her pussy.

She could feel an orgasm building in her, a big one. She wanted Rick's
cock in her forever, it felt so good. Rick increased the pressure on her
ass and her rectum reluctantly parted for his thumb. His thumb felt as
big as a small penis. At first it was unpleasant, but her muscles
squeezed against his thumb, causing her pussy to contract hard against
his cock and the orgasm exploded from her womb.

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

Avery blinked as the monitor switched the lights back on while the girl
was orgasming. He increased his pace when he saw the girl's sexy, nude
backside for the first time. Avery couldn't hold back any more and he
fed her the rest of his cock. It was a quarter inch shy of being a foot
long and Avery had always felt cheated because the "enhanced" viewed
twelve inchers as a status symbol.

The girl seemed shocked by the size of his dick. Her head was rearing
back until he could see the sweat covering her brow. Her pussy was
spasming around his cock until it expanded suddenly as she had a second
large orgasm.

"Oh Rick," she moaned, "I love you, never quit fucking me." She turned
her head and gave him a look filled with adoration. Avery blew her a
kiss just as she realized he wasn't her boyfriend. Her eyes widened in
horror and she mouthed the word, "No," just as her third orgasm overtook
her.

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

The awful truth was just sinking in as the orgasm took possession of her
body. She buried her head in the pillows thrusting her ass back against
the black man's incredible cock. Dear god, she thought, what would her
parents think? Or the other girls?  Did it even matter? Tracy had been
in a perpetual state of arousal since she arrived in New York and here
was the cock that could satisfy her needs.

Tracy quit thinking as the orgasm took temporary possession of her body
and she momentarily passed out. When she woke up, she was on her back.
Her legs were spread apart and the black man was feeding his cock back
into her pussy.

Before the pleasure overwhelmed her again, she got a good look at him.
His face was handsome in a brutish way. It was dark brown with large
lips and a flat nose. He kept his hair short in a military style cut.
Her eyes traveled down his chest taking in the bulging muscles that
covered his body. He had the nicest body she had ever seen on a man.

Her knees were in his arms as he spread her legs beginning to fuck her
hard again. His cock felt incredible in her pussy and she let her eyes
wonder off his chest long enough to look at his crotch. Her eyes widened
in amazement when she saw his massive cock. He wasn't even fucking her
with the entire thing, four inches still remained and from the look on
his face, he was determined to get it all in.

"Damn bitch, you’re as tight as a virgin," said the black man pushing two
more inches inside.

"I was a virgin until last night," she said

"If you're talking about that white boy, he don't count. This is the
first time you ever been fucked."

Tracy was inclined to agree with him. Rick had been good, but it was
nothing like this. She came again.

"You like my big black cock don't you?"

"Uh-huh," moaned Tracy through gritted teeth. She was panting too hard
to talk now. The black man just grinned at her and looked down. He was
watching his cock moving in and out of her. She raised her head and
looked down her body at the thick black rod repeatedly slamming into her
pussy. He seemed as fascinated with the sight as she was.

Sweat glistened of the man's muscled chest and he was breathing heavily.
His cock felt huge in her pussy. With a large grunt. the black man
slammed his cock into her and it seemed to explode. His seed sprayed
deep in her womb triggering her to have her largest orgasm yet.

When Tracy recovered the black man had pulled out and was laying beside
her on the bed playing with her nipples. "That was incredible," she said
staring at him in awe. "Where's Rick?"

"The wimp left after asking me to come take care of you. He told me you
required a real man to please you."

Tracy shook her head in disbelief. Rick had set this up. He was a wimp,
she'd have to remember to thank him.

The black guy stood up and pulled her off the bed. "My god, you’re still
hard!" she exclaimed as he led her over to a large dressing mirror.

"On your knees bitch and suck my cock."

Tracy's face was eye level with is massive chest and she looked up at
his face. The look he gave her was stern and unyielding, the face of
someone who was used to being obeyed. Tracy's knees started to wobble
and they turned weak as she slowly fell to her knees before this
dominant male.

Tracy looked closely at his magnificent rod as she wrapped her hands
around the base. She brought her mouth up to the tip and kissed it
before taking it into her mouth. She looked at herself in the mirror as
she started swallowing it. It looked like the most natural thing in the
world to be worshipping such a powerful cock.

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

Larry came on his hand as he stroked his little penis. Damn it, his wife
was waiting for him in bed expecting sex as this was their twenty-fifth
anniversary.

Larry had been satisfied with his six inch penis until stumbling upon
the voyeurcam website and its interracial links. Now after watching
dozens of giant black cocks taking some of the hottest women he had ever
seen, he knew he had never satisfied his wife. It didn't matter that
they were obviously acting. The girl, Tracy was staring right into one
of the main cameras as she sucked off the black guard.

"Larry, come to bed," called his wife from the bedroom.

"In a minute dear," he called looking at his little limp penis. He
wouldn't be able to get another erection until tomorrow unlike the black
men who usually fucked and got sucked three or more times a night.

Larry finally made up his mind. It was something he would never have
considered before joining the E&I website. He moved his mouse over to the
link that read, "find a real man to fuck your wife."

As he browsed through the list of E&I studs, he vowed to stay off the
web so he could spend one last night with his wife before some black
buck ruined her for him. Deep down he knew he would break his vow, this
apartment full of models was just too good to miss. He was even logging
on at work and tomorrow without a doubt a different girl would fall.


Lara's story




Today was the best day in Lara Sadler's life. It had started off bad,
she and the other aspiring models had interviews at E&I Modeling. She
had been forced to wear a tiny white bikini in front of the leering eyes
of four black men and then she had let Latrell take pictures of her in
swimwear, lingerie, and even topless to see how she looked on camera.

Yes the day had started out bad, but what made it better was that she
had spent the rest of it with Ann Dutton. The two girls had been
inseparable as Ann showed the young women around the city. Lara and Ann
had been rivals for the Miss Teen Idaho pageant, but Lara had always
admired Ann deeply. Lara was the reigning Miss Teen Idaho because Ann
had been impeached. She was relieved that Ann apparently didn't hold a
grudge.

Lara had also become aware of something else. When she had arrived in
New York on the bus, the breath had caught in her throat when she saw
how elegant Ann looked greeting the girls. Their benefactor, Solomon
King, had taken them out to dinner and Lara had listened raptly to Ann
tell of her life in New York City. The confused young girl was also
aware of a growing wet spot between her legs as she stared at Ann
talking all night. Lara didn't believe she was a lesbian, but there was
no denying the fact that she was sexually attracted to Ann Dutton.

Lara had always known she was different. At twelve, she had large
breasts and noticed the boys were starting to pay attention to her. The
problem was she didn't want their attention. By high school her breasts
had grown to the point where she would consider having them reduced to
avoid back pain and sagging in the future. Now, they were proud and firm
with big saucer sized nipples. Her blonde hair, big blue eyes, perfect
hourglass figure and large breasts always made her the center of
attention wherever she went.

Lara had been head football cheerleader in high school and had dated the
quarterback. Not because she wanted too, but because it was expected of
her. She had sex with him three times, all unrewarding. The first time,
he had gotten her drunk and taken her virginity. The other two times she
had laid still while his sweaty body panted over her for a few minutes
until he came.

Her boyfriend was the most popular boy in school, but Lara didn't know
why. He was loud and drank too much. His body was covered in ugly
muscles, he perspired too much, and his chin scratched her whenever they
kissed. Not at all like the smooth bodies on the other cheerleaders when
she peeked at them in the showers. No ugly muscles or facial hair and
especially no ugly, dangling penis between their legs.

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

The four girls ended their day in the foyer of the apartment. A large
black security guard was now on duty obviously to protect them from a
dangerous city.

The two other girls excused themselves for bed leaving Ann and Lara
alone except for the guard. Kim the slut of the group had disappeared
earlier. She had actually left with the over muscled Solomon King last
night.  Tracy was spending the day with her new boyfriend Rick, who even Lara
found pretty, for a man that is.

"I'm not tired at all," said Ann.

"Me neither," replied Lara, not wanting this day to end. She wanted to
spend every possible moment around Ann.

"You want to go up to your room?" asked Ann looking her straight in the
eye. "We can talk some more."

Lara nodded and for some reason she blushed. The two girls headed up the
stairs to her room.

The two young women entered Lara's bedroom and sat on the bed to talk,
ending up talking for several more hours. Ann stood up and walked over
to the window. "I hate being out on the streets this late," she said
looking out the window.

"You can stay here," blurted out Lara. "If you'd like too that is."

"I'd like that very much," said Ann looking Lara in the eyes again until
Lara looked down. "Do you have anything I can wear?"

"Not really."

"I'll just sleep in my underwear then," said Ann slowly unbuttoning her
blouse.

Lara tried not to stare at Ann as she undressed, but she couldn't help
it. It was obvious why Ann had beaten her at the pageant, it was hard
not to find something to dislike about the woman's body.

Ann's hair was curly brown and shoulder length. Her skin was unblemished
and a deep golden tan. Ann removed her blouse revealing a lacy white
bra. Her breasts were huge on Ann's small frame, making her look over
proportioned. They curved upwards proudly capped by half-dollar sized
nipples that Lara could clearly see through the thin material of the
bra. Ann had a thin waist, with a smooth belly that was flat except for
a slight, sexy bulge under her navel. Her hips were well rounded and
they curved out from her waist

Ann turned around to remove her skirt. Lara stared at her back until the
skirt fell to the floor. Her eyes wondered down to Ann's up thrust rear
as the girl bent down to remove her shoes. Ann was wearing a g-string
and Lara couldn't take her eyes off the smooth, tan globes of her
cheeks.

Ann turned around. The front of her panties was lacy, white, and sheer,
like her bra. Lara gasped, her eyes widening when she realized Ann had
completely shaved her crotch.

"See something you like?" asked Ann.

Lara turned crimson with embarrassment. Ann had caught her staring at
her body. "I was just admiring your lingerie," she said trying to cover
herself.

"Oh you like," said Ann spinning around for her. "I get my lingerie at a
store on 5th Ave. Why don't you try it on."

"No, I couldn't," replied Lara, but Ann was already unhooking her bra.
Ann threw the bra at her and slid off her panties until she stood nude
before Lara.

"Come on," said Ann. "It'll look great on you."

Lara stood up off the bed. Her hands were shaking as she pulled her
shirt off over her head. She was still flushed and her heart was
thumping in her chest as she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down.

Lara felt frumpy standing before Ann in her bra and panties. Her bra was
old and worn. It was thick to keep her big nipples from showing through
her clothes. Her panties resembled an old ladies compared to Ann's sexy
low cut g-string. Her underwear embarrassed Lara and she quickly removed
them. Lara hid her panties under her jeans hoping Ann wouldn't notice
the large wet spot on the material. Lara seemed to be in a constant
state of arousal since arriving in the city. Even now her nipples were
fully engorged as the two girls stood before each other completely
naked.

"You have an amazing body," said Ann openly running her eyes down Lara's
figure.

"Thanks," said Lara shivering as she put Ann's white bra on.

"I see you’re a natural blonde," said Ann looking at Lara's crotch.

Lara quickly pulled Ann's panties on trying to cover up her hairy blonde
bush. It had always embarrassed her. She had started maturing early,
growing a big, full bush by the time she was thirteen. Lara thought it
was ugly compared to Ann's smooth crotch.

Lara loved the lingerie, though it was too tight. It made her feel sexy
and for the first time she actually felt like a model and not an
overdeveloped farm girl. The tight bra mashed her large breasts together
pushing them up. It was the same bra that had touched Ann's full breasts
moments ago. The g-string was the same string that rested between Ann's
cheeks and the front of the panties had touched Ann's smooth, shaved
crotch. Lara shivered again.

Lara gulped as Ann stepped forward and put her hand on Lara's shoulder.
"Turn around so I can see you," said Ann.

Lara turned around. Ann stopped her when she was facing away from her.
She felt Ann's hands on her shoulders and she moaned as Ann started
massaging them.

"You're so tense," said Ann moving one hand to Lara's neck.

Ann's hands felt so good. Lara's eyes were closed as Ann stepped closer
until Ann's breasts pressed against her back. Lara felt Ann's warm
breath on the back of her neck getting closer until her lips pressed
against the nape as Ann kissed her.

Surprised Lara turned her head only to have Ann grab her chin as she
brought her lips against Lara's in a quick kiss before drawing away.
Lara stared at Ann for a moment. "Please tell me this is for real?"

Ann didn't answer. Instead she grabbed one of Lara's hands and placed it
on her bare breast. Lara's hand caressed the breast as Ann leaned
forward and kissed her again. This time it wasn't quick. Their mouths
were parted as Lara felt Ann's tongue pushing into her mouth, her own
tongue pushing back. Ann was so soft and gentle, so much better then her
boyfriend. No sweaty man trying to impatiently force his way into her
vagina. No scratchy chin against her cheek, just one as equally soft and
smooth as her own.

They were still kissing as Ann pulled her down onto the bed. The two
girls laid side by side, kissing occasionally, exploring each others
bodies with their hands.

To Lara this was a dream come true. She had no idea that Ann shared her
feelings about women. She sat up on one arm so that she could stare at
Ann's body as she caressed it with her free hand. She ran her fingers
around Ann's nipples and then laid her hand flat as it traveled down
Ann's flat belly to her crotch. Lara was fascinated with Ann's hairless
crotch and caressed it several times.

"You like my shaved pussy?" asked Ann.

"Yes," hissed Lara, blushing at Ann's language.

"Would you like me to shave you?"

"I would like that very much," said Lara.

"Go get a razor, cream, and a warm cloth and I'll do it for you."

Lara nodded and reluctantly pulled herself from Ann's embrace as she ran
naked to the girl's group bathroom. She grabbed the items and stopped to
look at herself in the mirror. A stupid grin was plastered on her face
and she couldn't get rid of it she was so happy. Coming to New York had
been the best decision of her life.

When she returned to the room, Ann sat her down on the edge of the bed
and pushed her back so that her legs were dangling over the side. Ann
kneeled between her legs and started applying the shaving cream. Lara
grabbed a pillow and pulled it under her head, propping her head up so
that she could watch.

Ann stood up momentarily to plug the razor in and then returned. She
kneeled again and began trimming Lara's pubic hair. The vibration from
the razor seemed to travel up and down her crotch exciting her. Lara
flushed again when she realized Ann could see all the moisture between
her legs.

Ann ran the razor down the crease in her legs and down the sides of her
crotch. Lara's body involuntarily spasmed when Ann ran the razor over
the tip of her crotch it was so sensitive and Lara wished Ann had let it
linger there just a few more moments.

Ann switched off the razor and Lara felt the warm cloth cleaning up the
shaving cream. When Ann removed the cloth, Lara shivered as the cool air
hit newly shaved skin that hadn't felt a breeze in six years or more.

Lara looked down her body and was surprised to see that Ann had left a
strip of hair about a half inch wide in the center of her crotch. It
traveled down from just under her belly button almost all the way to the
tip. "Why didn't you shave it all?"

"I like the fact that your a natural blonde," said Ann, "and besides I
think this looks sexy."

Lara agreed it did look sexy. She looked down her body at Ann as her
friend began blowing against the sensitive skin of her crotch. Ann
looked up at her and their eyes met just as Ann's tongue flickered out
along the skin on one side of her pubic hair strip. Lara's body spasmed
again and she found herself spreading her legs wider.

Ann began kissing her newly shaved skin, working her way down until she
neared the tip and then she ran her tongue down the sensitive crease in
Lara's legs. Ann pushed her legs back and Lara could feel her hot breath
on her vagina. Lara had never given nor received oral sex and she had no
idea what it would feel like, but she suspected it would feel great. She
wasn't disappointed.

Her body spasmed again as Ann's tongue flickered across her labia. Ann
kissed it several time before cupping her tongue and running it up and
down the folds until Lara couldn't help raising her crotch into Ann's
tongue. Ann stopped.

"W-why did you quit?" asked Lara panting.

"I want you to ask for it."

"Please Ann," she moaned, "lick my vagina some more. It felt so good."

"Ask me to eat your pussy."

"I don't like that word," said Lara confused. Did Ann enjoy dirty talk
in bed or something?

"Ask and you shall receive," said Ann kissing between her legs again.

"Eat it Ann," moaned Lara desperate to feel Ann's tongue between her
legs again.

"Eat what?"

"My pussy, eat my pussy," said Lara, crying out as Ann began tonguing
her again.

Ann's tongue was very skillful as it slipped between the folds in Lara's
labia and into her pussy. Lara had never felt such pleasure in her life.
Her belly was undulating with each thrust of Ann's tongue and she was
thrashing her head back and forth.

Lara ran one hand down the bed and grabbed Ann's hand as it held her leg
apart. She squeezed Ann's hand to let her know she was close to orgasm,
squeezing tighter as the pressure grew. Ann's tongue moved up her pussy
and with one quick movement, her clit was sucked into Ann's mouth. The
orgasm seemed to explode from her pussy soaking Ann's face. Lara cried
out her pleasure to the world, squeezing Ann's hand so tight her
knuckles turned white.

It was Lara's first orgasm and finally she now understood why people
were so hung up about sex. And Ann wasn't finished. Lara felt two of
Ann's fingers slip into her pussy sliding in and out, while Ann
continued to suck on Lara's clit. Her clit had always been large and
sensitive, protruding out like a little penis. Ann held it in her mouth
sucking and running her tongue around it until another orgasm exploded
from Lara's pussy. Lara came again and again. She came until she
couldn't take any more and pushed her lovers head out from between her
legs. Finally, the horniness was gone and she felt satisfied.

Ann's face was soaked as Lara watched her stand up and wipe herself off
with the cloth. "Sorry," mumbled Lara.

Ann laughed and said, "You ready to repay the favor?"

"Yes," said Lara nodding, "though I've never performed oral sex before."

"You've never done what?"

"Eaten pussy before," Lara said correcting herself.

"It's easy," said Ann pulling her up so they could switch places. "I'll
tell you what to do to make me happy."

"I'll do anything to make you happy," replied Lara.

"Good girl," said Ann. Instead of laying on her back, Ann kneeled on the
bed, putting her head down in the pillow so that her ass was thrusting
up towards Lara's face.

This is an odd position, thought Lara as she kneeled behind Ann. Still,
she stared fascinated at her first close up view of a pussy. It was
beautiful and it was open wide for her. Her pussy lips were spread apart
and Lara could actually see deep inside Ann. Even Ann's rectum looked
stretched out. It was a hole about the size of a nickel.

"Come on Lara," said Ann, "let's see how good you are at eating box."

Lara stuck her tongue out and ran it up Ann's labia, slipping it inside
her pussy as she tasted her first pussy. Ann wiggled her ass around as
Lara tongued her. Lara didn't really care for this position as her nose
was buried in Ann's ass hole, but luckily Ann was clean and smelled
fresh.

"Suck on my clit baby," moaned Ann humping Lara's face.

Lara licked down and sucked Lara's clit into her mouth. She tried to
imitate everything that Ann had done to her clit, sucking on it, licking
around it, and gently nibbling it between her lips. With a loud grunt,
Ann arched her back, thrust her ass into Lara's face and came. Lara
lapped up every bit.

"Come on Lara, lick up my pussy."

Lara released Ann's clit and ran her tongue up and over the folds of her
labia.

"Higher," called Ann.

Lara ran her tongue all the way up towards her ass wiggling it as she
went.

"Higher," said Ann again.

Lara slid her tongue over the fold of skin between Ann's pussy and her
rectum. It must have been sensitive because Ann shuddered and moaned
before saying, "Higher."
Lara's eyes were closed as she licked higher. She felt her tongue slip
into Ann's rectum and thinking she had gone to high she pulled back.

"Don't stop," called Ann. "Come on you slut, eat my ass hole."

Without really thinking what she was doing,
Lara returned her tongue to Ann's ass hole and began sliding her tongue
around it. Something deep inside her enjoyed being told what to do. She
liked being treated like a slut.

"Stick your fingers in my pussy," ordered Ann.
Lara continued to lick Ann's ass as she brought her hand up and slipped
two fingers into Ann's pussy.

"Make me cum again, bitch," said Ann. "Fuck me, fuck my pussy."

Ann's pussy made a slurping sound as Lara slid her fingers in and out.

"Harder slut, fuck me harder," ordered Ann. "Stick your tongue in my
ass.

Lara obeyed, jamming her fingers deep into Ann's pussy even as she
pushed her tongue into Ann's ass. Ann was thrusting her ass back,
humping her tongue and fingers until with a loud scream she came. Ann's
pussy seemed to clamp down over her fingers as they became soaked with
her juices. Ann pushed her ass back into Lara's face until she fell
forward indicating she had enough.

Lara cleaned her face and fingers off with the cloth before climbing
back onto the bed. The two women embraced.

"Are you my little slut?" asked Ann staring deep into her eyes.

"Yes Ann," said Lara, "I'm your slut."

"Good then," said Ann closing her eyes.

Lara stared lovingly at Ann for a moment before closing her own eyes and
falling asleep.

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

"How come you're not ready?" asked Lara as she entered their apartment's
foyer. All the other girls were standing around except for Michele who
was sitting on the couch with her hair still mussed from sleeping.

"I wasn't invited," said Michele. "It's because I almost called that
black waiter the N word."

"They probably didn't even hear it," said Lara.

"I'm sure you'll be called in soon, maybe they only needed four models
today."

Michele just snorted as the girls left. Lara felt sorry for her, Michele
was probably right, but that's what you get for being a bigot.

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

Lara beamed when she heard the knock on her door. She threw the door
open and looked around to make sure the other girls weren't around
before kissing Ann on the lips.

"How did it go today?" asked Ann entering the bedroom. She was carrying
a brown bag under her arm.

"Fine," said Lara untying her robe. "All the outfits were too skimpy
though and they asked me to do some nudes."

"Did you get to work with Mark?" grunted Ann as she ripped Lara's robe
open.

"Yes," said Lara, shivering as Ann ogled her body. She had discarded her
old lady underwear and was wearing a sheer bra with matching panties
just like Ann liked to wear.

"What did you think of him?"

"He seemed nice," said Lara looking down. "H-he asked me to take a break
with him. I think he wanted to fuck me. I think he asked all the girls
and I'm pretty sure he fucked Kim or Tracy. I saw him with them both."

"Mark does get around," said Ann. "Now strip for me."

Lara nodded and eagerly let her robe fall to the floor before unhooking
her bra. After stepping out of her new panties she stood before Ann
completely nude. The other woman was still dressed and being the only
nude one in the room made Lara feel subservient.

"Remove my clothing," ordered Ann.

Lara slowly stripped Ann. She took off Ann's blazer and unbuckled her
belt. Ann was wearing a skirt, which Lara unbuttoned and pulled down
Ann's legs. Underneath the skirt Ann was wearing her sexy g-string
panties with a garter belt holding her nylons up. Lara stood back up and
unbuttoned Ann's blouse pushing it back to reveal her bra clad breasts.
Lara freed Ann's breasts and kissed each nipple. She slowly kneeled
again kissing her way down Ann's body, letting her tongue slip into the
other girls navel and then moving down to her crotch. When Lara was on
her knees, she lifted Ann's feet and pulled her heels off before slowly
rolling the nylons down and removing them.
Lara then pulled the garter down over Ann's hips and then the panties
until Ann was also completely nude.

"Are you my slut?" asked Ann pulling Lara's head into her shaved crotch
as she stood over Lara.

"Yes," replied Lara kissing all over Ann's bare pussy.

"Good," said Ann sitting down on the bed and pulling Lara's face into
her pussy. "There are some new things I want you to try."

Lara attacked Ann's pussy using all the tricks she had learned the
previous night until Ann grabbed her hair pulling her tightly into her
crotch and came in Lara's face.

Lara was wiping her face when Ann pulled a giant black dildo from the
bag and handed it to her. "Fuck me with this."

Lara looked at the ugly black thing in her hand. It was molded to look
like a real cock only it was impossibly large. It was probably nine
inches from the tip to the end. "This will split you in two."

"No it won't," said Ann laying down on the bed with her knees dangling
over. "I use it all the time."

Lara brought the dildo up to Ann's slit and slid it around to lubricate
it. This explained why Ann's pussy was so stretched out. Ann moaned as
Lara worked the dildo in. She was fascinated as inch after inch entered
Ann's pussy. Her lover had no trouble taking it all.

"Come on fuck me with it," cried Ann thrashing around on the bed. "Fuck
me with your big black cock."

Lara obeyed though she experienced a brief surge of jealousy. Did Ann
have a crush on a black guy? Was that why she was asking about Mark?
Lara wished she had a cock to fuck Ann with, she'd do anything to make
Ann happy and to keep Ann with her forever.

"Fuck me, fuck me," cried Ann humping the dildo as Lara fucked her with
it. "Suck my clitty."
Lara leaned over the dildo and sucked Ann's clit into her mouth. Ann
screamed and her pussy clamped down over the dildo as she came.
Ann rested a minute and then stood up, the dildo sliding out of her
pussy as she stood. "Alright your turn," she said pulling Lara to her
feet.

"Please don't," said Lara as she switched places with Ann. "It's too
big."

"Don't worry," said Ann grabbing the bag and pulling out a smaller
dildo. "We'll start you off with an easy one."

This dildo was cylinder shaped, black, and about six inches. Lara closed
her eyes and laid back. She heard a click and there was a buzzing sound.
She jumped when the dildo touched her shaved crotch. It was vibrating
and it was sending shivers up her spine.

Ann moved the vibrator down to Lara's clit and held it there. The
vibrations drove her crazy. Lara started thrashing around on the bed as
it brought her to the brink of orgasm. Lara needed to cum and cried,
"Put it in. Quit teasing me."

"Beg me to fuck you with my black cock."

"Fuck me Ann," moaned Lara. "Fuck me with your black cock."

Ann slid the vibrator down, slipping it inside Lara's pussy. The
vibrator was about the same size as Lara's boyfriend's penis and it slid
in easily. Unlike her boyfriend, Ann knew what she was doing and Lara
came almost immediately. Ann continued to fuck her with the vibrator for
about five minutes until another orgasm overwhelmed Lara and she
thrashed around in ecstasy.

When she recovered, Lara saw Ann standing over her. The girl pulled her
to her feet and kissed her. Ann held something in her hand and Lara
arched her eyebrows when she saw it was a blindfold.

Ann quickly put the blindfold on her. Lara found all her other sense
heightened as she was enveloped in darkness. She jumped when Ann's mouth
closed over her left nipple and she heard Ann laughing at her reaction.

Ann spun her around and led her to the side of the bed. Lara felt
herself being positioned on all fours on the bed. She heard a clicking
sound as something cold and hard wrapped around her wrist. Lara's hand
jerked forwards and she heard another click. She tugged her arm back,
but it was completely restrained. Ann jerked her other arm forward
forcing Lara to fall on her face as her other wrist was handcuffed. Lara
was lying on her face with her ass thrusting up towards the ceiling.

She heard Ann rummaging around in the bag again and a minute later, Ann
pulled the blindfold up. Her lover was standing beside the bed with a
large black dildo strapped to her waist. It was as big as the dildo she
had used on Ann and the sheer size frightened her.

"Please don't," begged Lara.

"Shut up slut," snapped Ann. "Your about to get fucked by nine hard
inches of black cock." Ann crouched so that the dildo rested on the bed
and she slid it forward until it poked at Lara's mouth. "Kiss it bitch."

Lara pursed her lips and kissed the cold plastic head of the dildo.
"Don't worry," whispered Ann, "you'll love it. This one even squirts
fake sperm." Lara was still scared, but she trusted Ann and smiled at
her friend as Ann replaced the blindfold.

"I need some warm water to fill my big squirt gun here," said Ann in her
ear. "I'll be right back." Lara heard the door close and then there was
silence.

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

Mark was waiting at the base of the stairs talking to Avery the guard
when Ann walked out and waved him up. He had dressed in just a sweat
shirt and pants so as to be able to undress quickly. He pulled off his
shirt as he climbed the stairs. He was naked by the time Ann opened the
door to Lara's room. His fat nine inch cock was already hard despite
fucking both Kim and Tracy earlier that day.
An ache of longing traveled up his cock when he saw the beautiful
restrained woman. Like all "enhanced", he was addicted to cumming and
his cock could come at least six times a day without losing any of it's
hardness, filling white wombs with buckets of sperm each time. He still
couldn't get over how good it felt cumming. Orgasms felt five times
better then they had when he was still a skinny little runt with a five
inch penis.

Mark waited impatiently while Ann grabbed a small hand held video
recorder out of her bag. Like all the rooms in the house, several
cameras were already taping the action, but this would allow Ann to get
some close ups of the action to splice into a really good movie, both to
sell on the internet and to blackmail Lara with.

Ann aimed the camera as Mark kneeled on the bed behind Lara. "Here it
Comes, slut," said Ann.

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

Lara shivered as Ann rested the big dildo on the crack of her ass and
slid it down until it was poking at her pussy. Her lips stretched wide
and then closed around a cock head about the size of a golf ball. Lara
couldn't believe how thick it was, but Ann was right it felt good.
Ann pulled the tip of the dildo out and Lara immediately felt empty
inside. She could feel it lightly touching her labia, teasing her and
she pushed back trying to get it back in.

"Beg for it," said Ann.

"Please put it in," moaned Lara struggling at her bounds. "I need to get
fucked. Fuck me Ann, fuck me with your big black cock."

Lara moaned and arched her back as Ann pushed the dildo back in. This
time it went in further and her lips stretched wide as the thick part
below the head spread her out. Ann started slowly working it in and out
of her pussy, letting Lara get used to it. The cock was so hard and it
was hot now. It even seemed to throb, it was so realistic.

Ann's hands grabbed her ass cheeks. They felt big and strong and it was
easy to imagine she was really getting fucked by a man. Lara felt even
more sexually confused now then before she met Ann. Yesterday, she would
have finally admitted to being a lesbian. Today, she wished there was a
man out there with a real cock this big to fuck her, but of course,
there was no such thing.

"Oh Jesus," said Lara suddenly when it hit the half way point. "Your big
cock is making me cum." Lara's pussy clamped down over the dildo as she
soaked it with her juices.

Ann was merciless as she pushed the dildo in until the fake balls
slapped against Lara's thighs. They were big and heavy, filled with
whatever mixture Ann had poured in them when she went to the bathroom.
The balls began banging her thighs as Ann began fucking her.

The massive dildo felt wonderful. Every nerve in her body felt alive.
Her nipples were so hard they hurt as they rubbed against the bed with
each thrust of Ann's cock. It felt great to be helpless and at the mercy
of a nine inch dildo.

The dildo was so much bigger and better then her boyfriend had been. Ann
really knew how to work it too. It satisfied her like nothing else in
her life. It seemed to draw the orgasms from her body. She came again
and again from the relentless fucking Ann gave her. A fucking that
lasted far longer then a real man could have gone. She came again even
harder when Ann pushed the vibrator into her ass and clicked it on.

Eventually, the dildo seemed to fatten up and Lara assumed Ann must be
pumping it somehow before filling her up. She was right. The dildo
seemed to explode in her pussy, spraying way too much sperm to be the
real thing, deep inside her. The ejaculate triggered Lara to have the
largest orgasm of her life and she screamed in pleasure as she passed
out.

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

Mark pulled out and got off the bed to let Ann take some close-ups of
the other girl's cum filled pussy. When she was done, Mark grabbed her
after she had put the camera away.

"Clean me off bitch," he hissed as he pushed her down to her knees
before him.

Ann was an expert cocksucker, quickly licking and sucking him clean.
Mark's cock swelled up again and the cleaning turned into a full fledged
blow job. Lara remained still on the bed with her ass thrust up, moaning
from time to time as Ann sucked Mark off.

When he came, he only had enough for one mouthful left which Ann eagerly
swallowed. The girl wouldn't let go of his cock, as she desperately
tried to suck more out.

"More," she whispered as he pulled his cock out of her mouth.

The slut wants more, thought Mark, I'll give her more. He grabbed her by
the base of the neck and shoved her face into Lara's pussy. He left her
like that, lapping his sperm up out of the lezzie bitch.


Michelle's Story:


Michelle Stewart crossed her arms and watched the bitches leave the
apartment. Every girl, except herself, had been invited to a photo shoot today and
Michelle knew it was because she had almost called the clumsy black
waiter the "N" word. Both Tyrone and Solomon had given her mean stares
afterwards.

Why did they have to be black? And who ever heard of a modeling agency
run by blacks anyway? Her daddy would kill her if he even knew she had
eaten dinner with several black men. Daddy and his Aryan Nation buddies
would be here in a minute to kick some black ass if they only knew half
of what Michelle had seen. Of course, judging from the size of the black
men she had met, daddy and the boys might not of won this fight.

Damn, daddy would shit a brick if he knew that one of the other girls
had left with Mr. King. Even if Kim was a slut, you don't fuck black men.
Michelle had also caught Tracy kissing the black night guard. Another
girl, Lara, had spent two nights with Ann Dutton. Michelle wasn't sure
what was going on there or what was worse faggots or negroes.

Worse, Michelle was a little jealous. At least they were getting some.
She had been in a constant state of arousal since coming to New York and
she needed a dick bad. Anyway, being left alone had its advantages, she
could have a little finger fun in the shower.

Michelle poured herself a glass of water and  walked upstairs to her
room. She stepped in front of the mirror and looked at her reflection.
Michelle kept her black hair short, just over the ears, and it was
mussed from sleeping. She was of average height with a nice figure. Her
breasts were full, not big, and not small.

Her areola were practically nonexistent, blending into her skin, but her
nipples were fat, dark pink, and long. Since coming to New York, they
seemed to be hard all the time, irritating her as they rubbed against
her bra. Her hip size matched her breasts and her waist was thin, making
her look perfect in a bikini.

Knowing she was alone, Michelle walked naked to the shower. The
apartment was an old renovated dormitory and it only had one shower
designed for eight people.

Michelle turned one of the showers on and stood under the shower head
letting the hot water cascade over her a moment before lathering shampoo
into her hair. After rinsing her hair, she grabbed a bar of soap and
began rubbing her arms and shoulders. Michelle ran the bar of soap down
over her breasts, a shiver of pleasure traveling up her spine as the
soap flickered over her nipples. Her hands continued downwards, soaping
her belly, hips, and then down over her well-trimmed crotch.

Michelle moaned as the soap slid between her legs. She let the soap drop
to the floor, but kept her hand between her legs, stroking her fingers
upwards towards her clit. She was doing this a lot since coming to New
York. Back home, her boyfriend couldn't get enough of her body and tried
to put his dick somewhere in her almost everyday. Michelle always made
him where a condom, she was scared to death of becoming pregnant and
losing her figure. Her looks were her only shot at getting out of Idaho.
All her friends had one or two babies by the time they were twenty and
she wasn't going to end up like them. Oddly, her daddy seemed to
encourage her to have babies. He seemed to think white people weren't
breeding fast enough.

Michelle's fingers were moving faster now and she leaned back against
the wall for leverage.  She was moaning and humping her fingers when
a voice said, "Need any help with that?"

Michelle's eyes opened wide in fear for it was a male voice she heard.
Standing by the exit was a naked black man with an enormous erection. He
was very black and very imposing. The man was probably six and a half
feet tall and covered in muscles. His penis was well over a foot long
and as thick as her wrist. It was twice as big as any of the penises she
had ever seen before.

Michelle screamed and covered her breasts with one arm and her crotch
with her hand. A black man had seen her naked and judging from his
erection, he had been watching for a while. Just like her daddy had
warned her, here was a negro come to rape and murder her. She shivered
with fear and from something else?

"W-who are you?" she asked. Her eyes flickered past him as she
considered making a run for it.

"Sorry ma’am, I work for the company. My water isn't working so I was
told I could shower here. There wasn't supposed to be anyone here."

His politeness relaxed her a little, but his large torso was still
blocking the exit. As Michelle took a step towards the exit, her foot
came down right on the bar of soap she had dropped earlier. She stumbled
as the soap shot across the floor. Michelle fell to her knees right
before the black man. He reached out to steady her, grabbing her
shoulders. As he grabbed her, his massive cock poked right at her lips.
Michelle reared her head back in horror, staring cross-eyed at the
monster. It looked even more imposing up close.

"You look surprised," said the black man. "Surely you've heard about how
big black cocks are?"

"I thought it was a myth," she replied still staring at it.

"Whites say that because it makes them feel inferior to admit the truth.
Go ahead and touch it, it wont bite you. This may be your only chance to
feel a cock this big."

Michelle crinkled her nose and sniffed. It was almost as if she could
smell the man's need to cum. She was breathing heavily as she stared at it
and damn it, but he had interrupted her orgasm. She was still horny as
hell and she needed to cum as bad as he did.

It was almost like she didn't have a choice. Her hand came up to wrap
around it. Just touch it, she thought, see what a real big one feels
like, then leave. Think of this as the only time you ever disobeyed
daddy. She brought her other arm up and grabbed it with both fists.

It was the most amazing cock she had ever seen. It was probably thirteen
inches long and so thick, there was an inch gap between her fingers. The
entire cock was as dark black as his skin. It was crisscrossed with
huge, bulging, blue veins. It throbbed in her hands and it seemed to
radiate both heat and power. It was heavy in her hand as she lifted it
to view his balls. They looked like two oranges shoved into a wrinkly
brown sack. They hung low between his legs. She hefted them amazed at
the amount of sperm, they must hold.

Michelle just had to see this thing squirt. "Can I jerk it off for you?"
she asked. That wasn't much worse then touching it.

"Be my guest," said the black smiling down at her.

Michelle grabbed the bar of soap and began lathering up his cock. He
reached out and turned the other showers on, the hot water spraying
their bodies to keep them warm.

Michelle grabbed the base with one hand and began stroking it with her
other hand. She had given a few hand jobs before losing her virginity and
had never felt a cock this hard. Her hand quickly grew tired and she
switched. Soon after that, she began using both hands to jerk him off.

Michelle found the sight of that huge black cock head emerging from her
hands to be very erotic. It struck out straight towards her mouth and it
seemed to be getting closer with each stroke. Poor thing, she thought,
he really needs to cum. "Can I put it in my mouth?" she asked.

"Of course," he replied.

Michelle figured it really wasn't much worse then stroking it. She
wouldn't let him cum in her mouth, she'd just use her mouth to help him
along. This would be her one and only act of rebellion against her
parents. Daddy would have a heart attack if he knew she was sucking off
a racially inferior black man.

Her tongue flickered out to tease the pee slit and then she licked all
around the plum sized head of his cock. Michelle stretched her mouth
wide and let the head slide inside. For some reason, she desired to make
this the best blow job she had ever given and she tightened her lips,
sucking more inside.

"You really know how to treat a cock, slut

His comment both pleased and angered her, but she redoubled her efforts.
She tried to deny it. She had trouble believing it, but she loved
sucking on that big black cock. As she swallowed more and more of his
thick cock down her throat, she grew disgusted with herself, not for
enjoying it, but because she couldn't swallow the whole thing. No matter
how hard she tried, she couldn't get more then ten inches down her
throat.

Strange thoughts came unbidden to her head. Was he disappointed in her?
Would he let her do it again until she got it right? She relaxed when
the man started bucking his hips, fucking her face with his cock. He was
grunting now and his cock was swelling.

He was close. Did she want to swallow his sperm? She did, but she
thought it would be going too far. Her mind was made up for her as the
black man grabbed the sides of her head holding his cock deep in her
throat. The massive black penis swelled up so much, she thought it would
choke her to death. Then he came.

The black man scared her as he bellowed so loudly that it echoed
throughout the entire house. His cock jerked upwards, the first wad
striking the back of her throat with enough force it stung a little.
She felt the large wad of sperm and several others slide right into her
belly. She had no idea how much he was cumming, but before she had been
hungry, now her belly felt full. And he was still cumming!

His cock was like a fire hose that had been turned on to full blast. It
leaped every second blasting out another load of sperm in her throat as
he slowly pulled it out. He was on his sixth wad as the head entered her
mouth and it still filled her mouth completely until sperm dribbled down
her chin. He came again and again, she swallowed what she could, but
wasted as much as she swallowed.

The black man pulled his cock out completely and shot two loads on her
face. She made a lunge to get it in her mouth again, but he held her
head back as he pushed his cock down and came on her tits. Finally, his
cock ceased shooting, but it continued to dribble semen out in a steady
stream. He allowed her to put her lips back around the head to suck up
more of his seed.

That baptism of sperm erased eighteen years of racist thinking. Her body
completely belonged to this black man now. He was the most superior
specimen of a man she had ever known. Maybe not all black men are this
superior, but then again, maybe they were. That would explain why both
Kim and Tracy were now fucking black men and Michelle wanted to try one
too.

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

Rashidi couldn't believe how much he had cum. He estimated it had to be
at least half a gallon. He hadn't cum in over a month and it had taken
every ounce of his will power not to masturbate. It had been worth it,
but now he was hooked and needed to cum again already. Cumming was now
more addictive then the strongest drug he had ever taken.

A month ago, a gigantic black man at his restaurant had followed him
into the bathroom and stood at the urinal next to him. The man made
enough noise that Rashidi had to look down. Up until then, he had always
been satisfied with his fat seven incher, but when he saw the eleven
inch cock in the other guy’s hands, he suddenly felt inferior.

"You want a closer look? asked the man.

Rashidi found himself kneeling on the floor of the restroom holding
another man's cock for the first time in his life and what's worse, he
had a strong desire to suck on it. "How would you like to have a cock
like mine?" asked the man.

Rashidi nodded eagerly as the man told him what was required of him. The
man made him kiss the head of his cock as a gesture of submission.
Rashidi wanted to get the man off, but he pulled back and stood Rashidi
up. "Black men do not suck off other black men. Besides, someone may
come in here at any minute."

Rashidi spent the rest of the night in a daze and his tips suffered from
his lack of attention to the patrons. When he got home he tried to jerk
off, but his cock was limp in his hands for the first time in his life
and it stayed limp for several days.

Rashidi was ready to believe it had all been a dream when the man came
back into the restaurant. He gestured, and Rashidi followed him back
into the bathroom. Rashidi was resisting an urge to kneel before the man
again as the man pulled a needle out of his pocket.

"This will make your dreams come true," said the black man as he gave
Rashidi the shot.

Within a week, Rashidi's muscles had become more pronounced and his cock
was rock hard most of the time. He didn't know why, partially because he
was ashamed of his reaction to the other black man's big cock, but
Rashidi decided to build up his will power by not masturbating.

At three weeks, he felt fantastic. He had grown several inches in height
and his body was now bulging with muscles. Some he had never heard of.
His cock was now a foot long and the need to cum was agonizing.

Exactly a month after getting the shot, he quit growing. That was the
night his new boss, Solomon King brought the girls in for dinner. All
Rashidi had to do was slip a little something extra into their drinks.
The black man who had told him the plan said that it would make them
horny all the time so that they could seduce them.

After the little slut kneeling before him almost called him the "N"
word, he asked Solomon for the chance to fuck her. Solomon graciously
said, "Yes."

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

"My god, it's still hard," whispered Michelle staring at the black man's
cock. After cumming, the massive black cock had shrunken only about an
inch. Almost immediately, it had grown again while the man stood staring
down at her.

"Would you like to try it out?" asked the man.

Michelle stared at it wondering how it would ever be able to fit it in
her tight little pussy. It was simply too big, but she needed to get
fucked now more then ever. "Could I try just a little?"

"Certainly," said the black. He pulled her to her feet. He towered over
her almost a foot. He grabbed her arms and pulled her into his chest.
Her cheek laid flat against his hard pectorals. Her breasts smashed against
his abdominals, her hard nipples poking into his stomach. His cock laid flat
against her belly, poking the bottoms of her breasts it was so big. The
black man's masculine presence so completely dominated her senses, she
pursed her lips and kissed his chest.

His beefy hands slid down her back and cupped her ass cheeks. He
squeezed her ass cheeks and Michelle found herself being lifted up. The
head of his cock slid down her belly, over her belly button, and down
her crotch until his cock fell down between her legs.

Michelle was now eye level with the man. He really was quite handsome
though his eyes were cold. She leaned forward to kiss him, but he turned
away from her in distaste. It hurt her deeply that he wasn't pleased
with her. What had she become? An hour ago, she would have considered
this man little better then a monkey, now her only desire was to serve
him.

"Put it in," he commanded.

Michelle wrapped her legs around his waist. He was so large, her legs
spread wide, her pussy opening up ready to receive him. She leaned back,
reaching down behind her for his cock. He lifted her up as she raised
his cock to the entrance of her pussy. "Just a little," she said to
remind him, suddenly afraid of his size again.

Her pussy lips were just spreading open for his cock head when he said,
"This is for being such a bitch to me at the restaurant the other
night."

Michelle looked at him, her eyes opening wide. This was the waiter she
had insulted. Then he let go. Michelle screamed as she was impaled by
all thirteen inches of black cock.

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

Rashidi smirked down at the girl as he claimed his first white pussy. In
the future, he would be gentle, slowly seducing women into submission,
but this little bitch needed to be taught a lesson. She thrashed around
for a moment flailing her arms and legs, whimpering until she went limp
in his arms.

Raishidi grabbed the girl's waist and walked over to the wall of the
shower. He braced her back against the tiled wall and waited.
Her pussy squeezed down around his cock. It spasmed and he could feel
lubrication running down his rod, soaking it. Her pussy spasmed again,
stretching out around his invader. He was going to make sure she would
never be satisfied with little dicks again.

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

As Michelle came to her senses, the pain of impalement was rapidly
fading. Her pussy was squeezing the waiter's cock so tightly, she could
feel every ridge and vein on it.

Michelle's pussy slowly shaped itself around the waiter's cock. The
first unprotected cock ever in her pussy. She shuddered at the thought
of a black man's potent baby maker pointing right at her womb, but she
wasn't ready for him to remove it.

Her vaginal muscles began reacting to the invader. They squeezed the
massive cock trying to force it out, then squeezing to pull it back in.
The waiter took the hint and began to move it.

He fucked her slowly at first, removing just an inch or two of cock
before slamming it back in. Soon, he was removing half his cock and then
he was fucking her with the entire length.

"Oh," cried Michelle suddenly. The thick ridge on the head of the man's
cock had flicked across her clit as he removed it. "Oh," she said again
as it repeated. "Oh my," she said as the friction against her clit
increased along with his speed. Something was happening. Something
wonderful.

Michelle clamped her legs tightly around his waist and screamed as she
had her first ever orgasm from a cock. Her pussy spasmed around his
cock, soaking it as wave after wave of pleasure permeated her body. This
was way better then masturbating.

The man stopped for a second while she recovered. He reached out and
grabbed two of the shower heads to use as leverage. He began fucking her
hard, her back smashing against the wall with each powerful thrust. She
came again and again. Just when she thought she would die from cumming,
he yanked his cock out and she dropped her to her feet.

Michelle was weak and slid down the wall until she sat on the floor.
"You want some," said the man. "There's plenty to go around."

Michelle looked up. Terri Spalding, the Senator's daughter was standing
nude at the entrance to the shower. Her legs were parted and Michelle
could see the girl's large engorged clit dangling. Terri's hand was flat
just under her belly. She had been playing with herself.

"Come and get it," said the waiter grabbing the base of his cock and
shaking it at Terri.

Michelle saw Terri's tongue lick out over her lips for a second and the
girl took a small step  towards the man's cock. She seemed to come to
her senses, glancing at Michelle for just a moment before turning and
fleeing the shower.

"You didn't want that snob anyway," said Michelle angrily.

"Jealous bitch?" asked the black man grinning down at her. "Well I guess
you get me all to yourself. Get the fuck on your hands and knees. Now
bitch," he yelled when she hesitated.

She scrambled to obey him. He kneeled behind her and inserted his cock
into her again. "Just don't cum in me," she spluttered as water from one
of the showers sprayed her face. "I'm not protected."

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

Rashidi felt a thrill at the thought of planting a black baby in this
bigoted slut's belly. He didn't know if the company would approve
though. They encouraged breeding women, but they also liked exploiting
them first. Tyrone planned to punish this slut by making her star in
interracial gang bang videos. Rashidi decided to let fate take it's
course. He wasn't about to pull out.

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

The black man began fucking her hard again. He forced her ass up and her
head down with each thrust. Michelle found her cheek sliding along the
tiled floor of the shower. The water from one shower splattered her face
and another one splattered her ass. She felt used and humiliated being
fucked like this, but his magnificent cock began giving her orgasms
again. She came again and again.

Eventually, the man started losing his rhythm. His cock began swelling
even larger. He was close, but instead of pulling out, he forced his
cock all the way inside her. It grew so thick, it wedged in her cervix.
He was going to cum in her pussy. She briefly tried to struggle, but it
was futile and she gave in.

His cock gave a jerk and the first load of sperm assaulted her pussy
triggering Michelle to have the largest orgasm yet. The cock jerked at
least six times. Each time sending an army of millions of sperm into her
womb.

When the man's cock had shrunken some, she moaned as he pulled it out.
Semen began pouring out of her pussy as it was unplugged, but even more was trapped in her womb as her cervix closed back up. He smacked her
ass with his cock a couple times and then pressed it down between her
crack, squeezing the remaining sperm from his cock. She could feel it
pooling between her cheeks.

Michelle rested on the floor for about ten minutes. The water had made
his sperm all stringy and globs of it floated in the water past her face
towards the drain.

Michelle struggled to get her sore body up and when she did, she looked
around. The black man was gone and she didn't even know his name.

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

"Dammit," said Maude looking down at Jack's little penis.

"Sorry," said her husband. "That shower scene was just too hot." He
looked like he was about to cry. He had just ejaculated when his wife
touched his penis.

They had signed up with the voyeurcam website to put some spice into
their marriage. The banner ad had been misleading saying nothing about
being all interracial. Once in the site, they were hooked. The problem
was instead of helping their marriage, it was hurting it.

Her husband was cumming too soon and she thought he was developing an
inferiority complex. Maude was hornier then usual. She had always been
satisfied with his six inch penis before. Now, she thought it was
little. She needed to get fucked by a much bigger cock, maybe even a black cock. There were
a couple men at work, she might try. If they didn't satisfy her,
voyuercam had a link for hiring studs.

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

"Fuck," said the Monitor as he came all over another keyboard. It to
would be deducted from his paycheck. That was one of the problems being
addicted to cumming. He had lost control when the second girl entered
the shower and he thought there was going to be a three-way.
He shoved his cock back in his pants and clicked the mouse a couple
times. "Fuck," he said again jumping to his feet. The screen showed the
last girl, Terri, closing her suitcase
and heading down the stairs. It was daytime and the guard wasn't on yet.

The Monitor picked up the phone, hit speed dial, and said, "We got a
runner."


Terri's Story


'Daddy was right, New York is an evil place,' thought Terri Spalding as
the taxi squealed to a halt at JFK airport.

Terri was the smart one. The other girls were dumb hicks. Weird things
had been happening since the girls arrived in New York City. These black
men were all too huge and the other girls were all acting like bitches
in heat around them. It was too hard to believe they'd all sleep with
black men, maybe Kim the slut, but not Michelle. Michelle was a huge
bigot, yet Terri had caught her in the shower getting the crap fucked
out of her by a black man with the biggest cock Terri had ever seen.
Terri had been shocked at first, but then her finger found its way down
between her legs and she found herself wanting to be the one getting
fucked by that big black cock. The black guy had asked her to join them
and Terri had actually considered it before coming to her senses and
fleeing the room. She quickly packed her bags and called a taxi.

Terri purchased a ticket and put it on her dad's credit card. She was a
little miffed that her flight didn't leave for another four hours, but
then Idaho wasn't exactly a popular destination. After looking around
several airport stores, Terri settled down at her gate for the long wait.

She had been seated only a few minutes when she noticed the black men.
They stood out like a couple of sore thumbs, each towering over the rest
of the crowd by at least a head's length.
They were a mismatched pair, one wore an expensive well-tailored suit,
the other looked like a street thug. They were heading straight for her
gate. In the distance, behind the two men were two more black men. These
two split up and began walking on opposite sides of the aisle. They were
scanning the crowd looking for something.

Terri felt her heart rate increase as the first two men closed on her
gate. Were they looking for her? What exactly was going on here? There
were plenty of other black men in the crowd, but they didn't present the
same aura of power that these four did. The same aura that Solomon gave
off, as well as Tyrone, Latrell, and the night guard. The crowd parted around the
two men, many of the men and women staring at the men as they passed.
The women's stares seemed to linger...

Terri was suddenly certain they were looking for her. She stood up and
grabbed her bag. There was one place they couldn't go. Luckily, there
was a restroom close by and she headed straight for it, not glancing at
the men, hoping they wouldn't see her.

Terri ducked into the room. It was crowded this time of day. She walked
up to the sink and splashed water on her face. She glanced at her
reflection and couldn't help but smile at herself.
She was a classic American beauty. High cheek bones, shoulder-length
blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. Her body was as impressive as her
face. She had long legs, a thin waist, full hips and breasts. She easily
could have won the Miss Teen Idaho crown, but for the fact that she
wasn't the least bit talented. That she had placed in the top ten said a
lot about how far her looks could carry her.

Terri had been in the restroom for about fifteen minutes when she
figured the men would have moved on by know. She grabbed her bag and
walked over to the door slowly opening it. Two black faces grinned at
her from across the aisle. She slammed the door, quickly hiding
in the bathroom stall.

Terri held her legs to her chest and rocked on the toilet trying hard
not to cry. She was relieved that she wasn't paranoid, but now she was
really starting to get scared.

Terri waited for a half hour before opening the stall and walking back
to the sink. She was startled to find that the restroom had completely
emptied out. As she looked at herself in the mirror again, the restroom
door slowly opened.        

Terri held her breath releasing it when a short attractive woman walked
in. The woman smiled at her then entered a stall. Terri looked back at
her reflection. She splashed some more water on her face, noticing that
her hands were shaking.

"Are you ok?"

Terri looked up. The woman had finished in the stall and was washing her
hands next to her.

"I'm fine, thanks."

"You sure?" asked the woman. "You can talk to me. I'm a cop." The woman
reached in her purse and pulled out a badge.

Terri felt a surge of hope when she saw the badge. "I-I think I'm being
followed."

"By whom? Miss?"

"Spalding, Terri Spalding," she said. "There's four big black men out
there."

"And why are these men looking for you?"

"I don't know," said Terri crying.

"I can't exactly arrest them if you don't know why they're following
you," said the cop. "If you want to point out the men, I'll ask them
some questions."

"Two of the men were standing right outside the door," said Terri.

"I did see them when I came in here. They were pretty hard to miss. I'll
be right back." The cop  left the restroom returning a few minutes later. "Well they say they’re
waiting for a friend’s plane to arrive and they grew quite indignant when
I asked them if they were following you. I'm afraid there's nothing I
can do. They haven’t broken any laws."

The cop turned to leave. "Please don't leave me alone with them,"
pleaded Terri. "I know they're looking for me. I can't hide in the
bathroom forever."

The cop hesitated at the door. "Well if you’re that scared, I guess you
can come with me."

Terri was delighted and followed the cop out the door. The two black men
gave her cold stares as the two women passed them. Terri could feel
their eyes boring into her back as they walked past the two men.

They had made it to the parking garage when Terri asked, "Where are we
going?"

"To a motel near the airport. The police keep a room available for use.
You looked like you could use some rest."

"My plane leaves in a little over three hours."

"I'll make sure you’re back here in plenty of time for your flight. I'm
officer Desabitini. You can call me Angela."

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

"Thirsty?"

"Sure," replied Terri looking around the inside of Angela's beamer. It
was a gorgeous car. The cop handed her a container of bottled water and
she took a big gulp. She hadn't realized just how thirsty she was. Terri
took another sip, thankful it was bottled water. She didn't drink tap
water.

"Let me have a sip," said the cop, taking the bottle from her and
swallowing some herself.

The trip to the motel was only a few minutes. They pulled up to a room
and Angela pulled a key out of her pocket, putting it in a door.
They went inside the room and Angela flipped on the lights, revealing a
large king-sized bed.

"Here let me take your coat," said Angela.

Terri let the cop help take her coat off. "What’s this?" said the cop.
Terri turned, Angela was pulling a small bag filled with white powder
out of her coat pocket. "Are you on drugs?"

"No," said Terri confused. "I've never seen that before."

"This shit's been known to cause paranoia. That explains why you think
those men are after you. I'm going to have to arrest you."

Terri was horrified. A senator's daughter getting busted for drugs would
be all over the news embarrassing her father. "No please don't. I don't
know where that stuff came from, but I've never done drugs in my life."

"Take off your clothes," ordered the cop.

"What?"

"I'm going to strip search you." Terri hesitated and the cop yelled,
"Now."

Terri looked down at her feet as she untucked her shirt and slowly
unbuttoned it. She tossed the shirt to the cop, who quickly checked the
small pockets and tossed the shirt on the floor. Terri pulled her belt
off, then undid her jeans and slid them down her hips. Tossing them to
the cop who quickly searched them too.
Terri stared at her feet wearing only her bra and panties. She was
scared and confused. "Your underwear too," said the cop.

Terri sobbed as she unhooked her bra and a shiver of pleasure running up
her spine as the material slid across her hard, erect nipple. Both her
nipples were rock hard. She removed her panties, noticing the wet spot
on the material. Terri was horny. The horniest she'd ever been. She
hadn't been this horny since the first night in New York when the girls
had dinner with Solomon King. She had played with herself three times
that night. For some reason being forced to remove her clothes before
another woman had her even more aroused then that night.

"Turn around, face the wall, and spread your legs," said the cop.

Terri did as she was told, watching from the corner of her eye as the
cop kneeled behind her. "Lean forward," ordered the cop.

Terri leaned forward against the wall. realizing the cop's face was
right before her ass and crotch. "I'm sorry Miss Spalding, but I have to
do a cavity search for all drug offenders and I don't have any gloves."

Terri knew the cop was looking at her soaking wet pussy and she felt
humiliated. She gasped as the cops fingers separated her labia and one
slid in.

"I'll go slow so as not to hurt you," said Angela.

After moving the first finger around, the cop slid in another. Terri
found herself wishing the cops fingers were bigger and longer. The cop
pushed them all the way in and began stroking a spot deep in her pussy.
Terri's body began responding to the stroking. She started pushing back
into Angela's fingers, holding her mouth shut to keep from moaning. She
felt Angela's other hand on her ass, spreading her cheeks apart. Another
finger began massaging her rectum, before pushing itself inside her ass.
Terri had never done any kind of ass play before and it felt strange at
first, but quickly turned pleasurable. The fingers in her ass and pussy
was too much to bear and she came all over Angela's hand.

"I'm sorry," said Terri as the cop pulled her fingers out and stood up.

"Stay in that position," ordered the cop as she went to clean up in the
bathroom. Terri waited a few minutes, staring at the floor, watching her
cum dripping on the floor.

"Well a druggy and a slut," said Angela behind her back again. "I'm
going to have to take you downtown."

"No! please don't arrest me. My dad's a senator, I can't embarrass him
like this. I'll do anything you want, just don't arrest me."

"Anything?"

"Yes, just don't send me to jail."

"Turn around, I want you to eat my pussy."

Terri was shocked when she heard that as she turned around to see that
the cop had removed her clothes in the bathroom. "I'm not a lesbian,"
she said.

"Neither am I," said Angela sitting down on the bed and spreading her
legs. "I'm a married woman, but I am horny. If you can make me cum, I'll
forget the whole thing ever happened."

Terri decided she had no choice and kneeled down beside the bed, right
between the cops legs. For an old woman, Angela had an incredible body.
She was at least thirty years old, but her breasts were still large and
firm. She obviously worked out, Terri could see the outlines of her abdominals
on her tan, flat stomach. The most unusual thing about the cop's body
was that her pussy was completely shaved for which Terri was thankful as
she wouldn't get any pubic hair stuck in her teeth. The cop's thighs
glistened. She was as aroused as Terri was.

None of her boyfriends had ever gone down on her, though the way the
other girls talked, most thought it was better then sex. Terri crinkled
her nose in distaste, stuck her tongue out, and ran it up Angela's
labia.

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

'Why does this turn men on so much?' thought Angela. There were probably
hundreds of men watching the two women right now over the internet
feeds. She didn't really like fooling around with other women. Still,
the girl was doing a good job, if a bit raw and thanks to the Xcite in
the water they had both drunk, she was going to have a big orgasm. The
girl's tongue had instinctively focused on Angela's clit and Angela
thrust her pussy up into Terri's face as a big orgasm rocked her body.

Angela looked down. Terri's face was soaked with her cum and the girl's
hand was busy fingering herself. "God I'm so horny," muttered Terri.

"I'll do you if you can make me cum again," said Angela.

Terri went down on her again, this time attacking her pussy with gusto.
"Yeah, that's it slut, eat my pussy." Angela felt her pussy spasm and
her belly started undulating as a series of orgasms wracked her body.
"Ok your turn," said Angela when she recovered.

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

"Get on you hands and knees on the bed," ordered the cop.

Terri eagerly complied. She needed to cum again so bad, it didn't matter
how. Her earlier orgasm had been the best in her life, but she was still
horny as hell.

The cop walked over to the closet, retrieved something and then came
back to the bed. "Cross your hands over your head and put your face down
in the pillow," ordered Angela.

Terri complied and she felt Angela grab her hands and then she heard a
click. She was handcuffed to the bed post. The cop kneeled behind her.
Terri jumped as the woman's tongue touched her labia. 'My god,' she
thought. It was better then she had imagined. Angela's tongue wormed
it's way between the folds and into her pussy. Terri began thrusting
back matching the thrusts of Angela's tongue. She felt an orgasm
approaching, a big one, but Angela pulled her tongue out before it hit
her. Instead, the cop ran her tongue up over the sensitive area between
Terri's pussy and her ass, before running it around her rectum. Angela
pushed it into her ass a little bit before moving back down along her
labia. The cop twirled her tongue around her clit several times bringing
her to the brink of an orgasm, but stopping each time before she
climaxed.

Angela stopped completely.

"Please not yet. I'm close," begged Terri.

"I'm not done with you yet," said Angela beside her head. Terri looked
up. The cop was holding a big, black night stick in her hand. "You think
those black men were following you. Well I'm going to show you what it's
like to get fucked by a black cock." Terri's blue eyes grew big just
before Angela pulled a blindfold over her head.

Terri felt Angela positioning herself behind her up thrust ass again. She
shivered as the cold nightstick moved up between her legs to rest on her
labia. Her lips parted as Angela forced the stick in. It was wider then
either of Terri's two previous boyfriends and it felt incredible. Angela
pushed about seven inches in and began to fuck her.

Unlike Terri’s two previous boyfriends, Angela
knew what she was doing and the stick didn't wither after a few strokes.
Soon she was thrusting her hips back trying to get even more of the
stick in. Terri had an explosive orgasm when Angela worked her way under
the night stick and sucked Terri's clit between her legs.

Angela was chuckling as she pulled the nightstick out. "That's what a
black cock feels like, big and hard, not like those wimpy white boys
You’re used to. You like it?"

"Yes," murmured Terri her face mashed into the pillow.

Terri's ass stung as Angela brought her hand down hard on it. "It's yes
ma'am, don't forget you're talking to an officer."

"Yes ma'am," said Terri.

"Lets see now," said Angela, "you juiced this stick up pretty good.
Here's what a black cock feels like in your ass."

Terri's eyes widened when she heard that. She felt the tip of the stick
on her rectum and then the pain hit as Angela began pushing it in. "It
hurts," cried Terri struggling against the handcuffs.

Angela was merciful, letting her get used to each inch before pushing
another in. Soon the pain faded as her ass grew accustomed to the
invader. It actually started to feel good.

Angela stopped pushing at seven inches and let go of the stick. Terri
involuntarily started pushing the stick out. Angela spanked her again
and pushed the stick back in eight inches this time.

The bed shook as Angela got off the bed. "If you push any of that stick
out, I'm going to shove the whole thing in you. Do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am," said Terri again, clenching her ass muscles to keep the
stick from moving. She heard the door to the room open and then shut
again. Terri instinctively knew that she was alone. The door opened
again a few minutes later.

"Where'd you go?” asked Terri.

"You'll see," replied Angela.

Terri felt Angela's grip on the night stick and the cop slowly worked it
out. Before her ass closed all the way, it expanded out again as the cop
pushed in something cold and wet. Angela had left to get ice cubes. The
cop pushed the night stick in again. Terri shivered from the cold as the
ice cube slid deep into her rectum.

Terri moaned in anticipation as Angela's hot breath returned to her
pussy. The cop's tongue wormed it's way between her folds. It wasn't
warm this time, it was cold and clammy. Terri jumped as she felt the ice
cube between Angela's teeth. Her pussy was so hot, the ice melted
quickly, but not before it stimulated every nerve ending on the outside
of her pussy. She felt another orgasm approaching just before Angela
quit.

"Please ma'am," moaned Terri, "don't quit, I'm real close."

Angela got off the bed. "I'm going to show you now what it feels like to
be fucked by two black cocks."

The bed jumped as Angela got behind her again and she felt the tip of
another nightstick poking at her pussy, just inches under the one still
sticking out of her ass.

"You want this black cock?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Beg for it then," said Angela.

"Please fuck me," moaned Terri trying to push back to get the stick in
her. "Fuck me with your big black cock. I need to cum."

Angela pushed the night stick in. This one felt hot compared to the last
one and it seemed to throb. It was thicker then the last one, at least
as thick as her wrist and it curved slightly upward. It wasn't a
nightstick at all, it had to be a dildo and it was a big one.

Terri came at seven inches and again at eight as Angela slowly fucked
her with the dildo and the cop was still pushing more in. At ten inches,
two heavy balls slapped against her thighs and big strong hands grabbed
her waist as the man pushed his entire cock inside her.

The cock fucking her had to have been an inch shy of a foot long and
Terri felt completely addicted to it. He began fucking her with the
entire length, pulling all but the head out before slamming it back in.
Terri now knew what it was like to get really and truly fucked. She came
again and again.

Angela pulled the blindfold off. Terri looked up at the female cop. She wasn't
even looking at her. The cop was staring at the man fucking Terri with a
look of love, adoration, and longing on her face. Terri pushed herself
up to her hands and knees and looked behind her.

Of course he was black. It was another cop, his uniform shirt was still
on, unbuttoned and open, revealing a large muscular torso. He radiated
masculinity and strength as much as the men from the airport or E&I
modeling.

"Come on James, fuck her," encouraged Angela. "Show her what that black
cock can do."

James grinned at her and began fucking her even harder. He grabbed the
nightstick with one beefy hand and began working it around in her ass.
The effect was incredible. Terri's body was rocked by the largest orgasm
yet. It seemed to grab a hold of her and not let go.

James probably fucked her for a half hour before he came. His cock
seemed to swell, it throbbed in her pussy. Terri had the feeling of a
powder keg about to explode and it did. The cock jerked and sperm began
hosing the insides of her pussy. Terri thrashed in orgasm and she was
still cumming when he pulled it out and shot several wads on her back.
She passed out.

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

Terri awoke. She was still lying on her face with her ass thrust up in
the air. She glanced over at the clock and groaned at the time. She had
just missed her flight. Oh well, she could transfer the tickets to a
later one. Both James and Angela were gone. The only proof of his
presence being the liquefied mess between her legs and the stretched out
feeling in her pussy and ass.

Terri walked to the bathroom and looked at her reflection. Dried sperm
coated her lips and chin. James must have wiped his cock off on her mouth.
Now that it was over and the fires in her pussy were finally quenched,
Terri felt a little ashamed at her actions, but she also knew that she'd
never turn down a chance to fuck another black cock.

Terri cleaned herself up and then dressed. She reached in her purse to
check on the tickets, horror shooting through her when she couldn't find
them. She frantically searched the purse. Everything was gone, her
tickets, her money, even her daddy's credit card.

Terri needed some fresh air. She opened the door of the room and saw a
cab parked before her room.

The driver saw her and got out. "Terri Spalding?" he asked in some
unknown accent.

"Yes."

"A couple of cops paid me to wait here for you."

Terri felt a little relieved. She got in the cab and the driver sped
off. "Take me to the airport please," said Terri thinking she could call
her dad and he would purchase the tickets.

"Sorry ma'am," said the driver. "The cops paid me two hundred dollars to
take you to an address in the city."

Terri snorted. Two hundred dollars was exactly the cash she had in her
wallet. Twenty minutes later, the cab pulled up in front of the girl's
apartment building. It was night now and the black guard was on duty.
"Welcome back, Miss Spalding," he said grinning at her.


Epilogue

Terri collapsed in her room. She figured she would make her escape in
the morning. The days events had her exhausted and she fell quickly
asleep.

She awoke the next morning, Michelle was shaking her. "Come on sleepy
head today's the day. Lets go shower." Michelle's face turned crimson
when she mentioned the shower. Terri had caught her fucking a black man
there the day before.

The apartment was an old dorm and had a large group shower. All the
girls were there. Terri was aware for the first time of all their nude
bodies. She had admired their beauty before, but not thought of them
sexually. Angela had taught her the pleasure of another woman's body.
She took the opportunity to check them out as she showered and noticed
Lara doing the same. The two girls eyes met and Terri felt something
pass between them. She had always expected Lara might be a lezzie, but
two days ago would never have considered doing anything with her, now...

The girls dressed and checked their make up. Some seemed subdued,
pensive, others excited. Today was contract day. They would all find out
if they had jobs at E&I Modeling. A limo was waiting for them on the
street.  

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

"Put the video in," said Tyrone. "Though I don't believe we'll need it.
This girl's a real slut." He pressed the intercom button. "Carol send in
Kim Preston."

Kim walked in the room with a smug, self assured grin on her face. She
knew she had the job. Solomon promised her she did. Tyrone had even
fucked her the day after Solomon.

"Kim, you said you'd do anything to get out of Idaho."

"That's right," said Kim. She looked around the room. There were four
strange black men in the room with Tyrone. All executive types,
well-dressed, expensive watches. She wondered how big their cocks were.

"We want to utilize your skills as a dancer. We have a place called the
Zebra club we want you to work at. Dancers make around five hundred a
night, the really good ones make that every time they're on stage."

Kim's eyes lit up. That was more money then she imagined for doing
something she excelled at. "Sounds good."

"It's a strip club."

"What?" said Kim.

"You said anything," responded Tyrone. He had the blackmail video all
ready to go, but he knew he wouldn't need it. "Take it or leave it Kim.
I'll add that it's clientele are all black men. You can have all the
black cock you like."

"I'll take it," said Kim already thinking of ways to change her dance
routine to make it more erotic.

"Good girl. Now go give one of our executives over there a blow job."

Kim looked over at the men. One motioned to her and she fell to her
knees before him.

Tyrone switched videos and said into the intercom. "Send in Tracy
Lopez."

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

Tracy walked in and smiled at Tyrone. "Before we start Mr. Jones, I'd
like to say that while I appreciate everything E&I has done for me, I've
decided to take employment elsewhere."

"Yes, you'll be working at that other modeling agency, but you'll also
be working for us."

"No Mr. Jones, you don't understand," said Tracy for the first time
glancing at the other men. "Oh my god," she cried when she noticed Kim
kneeling between one of the men busily sucking on a giant cock.

"It is you that doesn't understand Miss Lopez. Your mind and body belong
to us now," he said pressing play on the tv/vcr combo.

Tracy gasped, her hand flying up to cover her mouth. The screen showed
the first night she had fucked Avery the night guard. She had fucked and
sucked him every night since and was half in love with the black man or
at least his cock. Avery kept glancing at the hidden camera while she
sucked his cock. He had betrayed her.

"Unless you want this tape sent back home to your friends and family,
you'll do everything we say. Your job is to introduce as many models as
you can to black love."

"Bring them lips over here bitch," said one of the executives standing up and
unbuttoning his pants.

"Go fill that belly with some protein," said Tyrone smiling as the
destroyed girl shuffled over to the black man. She looked sick as she
kneeled before him and looked at his stiffening cock. She frowned as the
pheromones kicked in and then she attacked his cock with a much vigor as
she sucked off Avery. Tyrone laughed. "Send in Lara Sadler."

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

It took fifteen minutes for the color to return to Lara's face and it
was a half hour before she could stand up on her own. The shock of
seeing Kim and Tracy giving two black men blowjobs had almost caused her
to faint. Other black men were staring at her eagerly like she was next.
One had run up and caught her before she collapsed to the floor.

The video was worse. She was so much in love with Ann Dutton that when
it was revealed Ann had betrayed her, it completely broke Lara. The
video showed a blindfolded Lara getting fucked by Mark, the black E&I
model and her making love to Ann. She had no idea Ann had snuck a man
into their room. She thought Mark's cock was too big to be real and was
just another of Ann's dildos.

Lara's legs wobbled and the black man let her fall to her knees. Her
head was level with his crotch. He unzipped his pants, reached in and
pulled out the biggest, ugliest, black cock she could have ever
imagined. It made Mark look small. A straight woman would have found it
beautiful, but Lara thought all cocks were hideous.

"You serve us now, Lara," said Tyrone from his desk. "As do Ann and the
rest of you girls. We have tapes on all of you."

As Tyrone spoke, the black man slid his cock right under her nose.

"If you don't want these tapes sent to your parents," continued Tyrone,
"you'll do as we say."

Lara breathed in smelling the strong masculine scent coming from the
man's crotch.

"We have plenty of room for lesbians in our company Lara, but your body
still belongs to any black man who wants to use it."

Lara suddenly felt sorry for the man. He needed to cum so badly. It must
be frustrating to have such a big, hard cock and such large, testicles
full of sperm.

"Lara, we have special plans for you."

Lara was barely listening to Tyrone now. The man had slid his cock back
so that the fat head was resting on her lips. She kissed it, then her
tongue flickered out and licked around the head.

"Lara, you are going to continue the tradition Ann started."

Lara took the entire head in her mouth.

"You will fulfill your duties as Miss Teen Idaho and attend the Miss
Teen USA pageant in a few months. You will make as many friends as you
can and convince them to return with you to New York. We will pay all
the expenses of course."

Lara was bobbing her head on the man's cock. She had managed to swallow
about seven inches and that was a little more then half. The man pulled
out and walked backwards to his seat. Lara followed him on her knees,
taking her place besides Kim and Tracy.

Tyrone smirked at the girl. She was the most important of the five. Ann
had started a cycle that Lara would continue. E&I modeling would have a
constant supply of the most beautiful teenage girls in the country
coming to them for jobs. He pressed the intercom. "Send in Michelle
Stewart."

Things went just as smoothly with Michelle Stewart. The former bigot,
daughter of white supremacists was on her knees enthusiastically sucking
off the next black man. She would star in some interracial gang bang
videos until one of the men knocked her up. She was good breeding stock,
as were all the girls. The others he would let use birth control until
their looks were gone, then they too would be used to breed black
babies.

"Carol, send in the last girl," he said to the intercom.

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

Terri Spalding entered the room. She wasn't all that surprised to see
the other girls on their knees sucking off strange black men. She was a
little shocked that every one of them seemed to be enjoying it. None of
them seemed to be holding back.

"You don't seem surprised, Terri," said Tyrone.

"I'm not," she replied sniffing the air. The room seemed charged with
electricity. Her nipples slowly turned hard. "I knew something was wrong
the minute I caught Michelle with the black man in the shower. She hates
blacks too much to fuck one."

Tyrone pressed play on the vcr and Terri felt the color drain from her
face as images of herself were displayed across the screen. The monsters
had taped everything. There were pictures of her showering, changing
before her interview, playing with herself as she watched Michelle
getting nailed in the shower, and there were pictures of her in the
motel with the cops.

"I see here on your resume that your goal is to be an actress. Well
congratulations, you've already starred in several movies for us. Now
it's time to move up to some higher quality films."

Terri sighed. "I suppose you want me to come suck your cock."

"You read my mind," said Tyrone.

Terri walked over to Tyrone as he pushed himself back from his desk. His
pants were already down around his knees, his proud cock pointing up
towards the roof. She kneeled between his legs and stared a his thick
black cock.

Terri looked around at the other girls. Though they had been
blackmailed, lied to, and used, every girl was sucking on a black cock
with gusto, like it was the greatest thing in the world. Terri took a
big whiff of Tyrone’s strong masculine scent and began attacking the cock
before her face. Black cock really was the greatest thing in the world.

"Welcome to E&I Enterprises," said Tyrone looking down at the girl
between his legs.

The End


Author’s Note: I wanted to do spin off stories for some of these characters, but never got around to it. I may still. Tracy was to get a job at Hidden Closet and allow Solomon to take over that organization. Fresh 4 was to be about Lara’s adventures at the Miss Teen USA pageant. Now I have a completely different idea for Fresh 4, though I still may write about Lara’s adventures.