Car Trouble

Car Trouble
copyright 2003 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009


"Please, no," cried Vivian, shaking her cell phone. "Come on, come on."
She kept trying as the battery low message flashed and then her phone
went dead. This day had started out bad and was getting worse.

Vivian's boyfriend, John had tried to get her to go down on him last
night, but she didn't care too much for oral sex or any sex out of the
ordinary. She came from a very conservative Japanese-American family.
The kind where the woman was supposed to lie still while the husband
mounted her for a few minutes before rolling over and going to sleep.
This led to countless arguments for Vivian to "loosen up and try new
things" from her current boyfriend and several past ones. They'd had one
such argument last night that had carried over into the morning and all John had wanted was to do her from behind.

Vivian left her house, tired from a lack of sleep and got in her Lexus
to go to work. Her car started making a grinding noise just as she
pulled into the office. She worked as a financial advisor and with the
economy in the dumps, layoffs were expected. She took lunch around noon,
finding it was pouring rain and she hadn't brought an umbrella. She also
discovered, she'd been so tired and angry that morning, she'd forgotten
her wallet and couldn't buy lunch. Vivian returned to work wet and
hungry.

At quitting time, it was raining so hard, she was drenched by the time
she got in her car. The grinding noise started almost immediately as she
put the car in gear. Vivian decided to make a mad dash for home. There
was a shortcut she usually avoided through a bad section of town. She
took it. She should have known better.  

Vivian looked at her dead cell phone and started crying. The grinding
noise had gotten so loud, pedestrians were staring at her and finally
she pulled the car over. "Get yourself together, girl." Vivian sobbed,
but quit crying. "Lord, please help me," she prayed.

Vivian thought her prayers were answered. As she opened her eyes, a
black beamer slowly drove past her car. The driver was a young black
man, barely out of his teens. Despite the rain, he was wearing shiny
sunglasses and a black do-rag. The bass from his stereo shook her car as
he passed. He pulled up to a garage door just a few buildings down from
her and honked his horn twice. The door opened and he drove inside.
Vivian caught a glimpse of several cars and men working on them before
the door closed.

A garage! She was saved. Vivian winced as she put the car in gear and
the noise sounded. She pulled up to the door and honked her horn twice.
The door opened and a black teen in a grease covered tee shirt stared at
her. "What you be wanting?" he yelled.

"I'm having car trouble," she yelled through the rain, her face getting
wet in the process.

"We're closed. Go away."

"Please, my car's not going to make it."

"You heard me beeyutch. Get the fuc..."

"BRADLEY! That's enough," barked another black man in greasy overalls.

"Man, it's B-man. Don't you be calling me no Bradley," griped the youth,
going back to work on his car.

Vivian sighed with relief. This man was older. Thank god, a mature
adult, she thought. "I was hoping you could look at my car."

"I don't need to. It's not working," grinned the black man. "Drive it on
in."

The man stepped aside and Vivian pulled her car into the warehouse. The
older black man gazed out into the street, then lowered the garage door.

"Damn!" The black youth in the bmw had gotten out of his car and was
staring at Vivian as she stepped out of her Lexus. She was wearing a
white blouse that was so soaked, it hugged every curve on her petite
body. Vivian had one of those thin bodies you usually see on those of
Asian descent, but she was quite curvy.

I'm Lou," said the older man. "That's Fish and you met Bradley."

"B-man!"

"Vivian Suzuki."

"A tight fit and a hard ride."

"Excuse me, Lou?"

Suzuki’s. If you gotta have a rice burner, I prefer Honda‘s."

"Oh, I'm not related. Now, how about my car?"

"Fish, why don't you take care of this pretty lady's car for her?"

"Sure thing, boss." Fish was grinning and still staring greedily at Vivian’s body.

"Why don't you follow me into my office," said Lou.

Vivian followed the black man to the back of the warehouse. It wasn't
much of an office. It was just a corner of the warehouse partitioned
off. An old stained couch was on one wall while some boards on two
barrels served as a desk. "May I use your phone?" she asked.

"Sorry, it's not hooked up. This is only a temporary location as I'm
sure you can see."

"Just my luck. Is there a pay phone nearby?"

"Couple blocks, but a bunch of gangbangers hang out around it. You're
much safer here with us."

"Oh, by the way, there is a problem. I left my purse at home this
morning."

"Are you saying you don't have any money?"

"Sorry, but I can pay you tomorrow or charge it over the phone."

"Excuse me a moment." Lou got up and walked out to talk to his
assistants.

Vivian wrinkled her nose as she leaned back on the dirty couch. She
could hear the black men arguing out in the garage. Suddenly, one raised
his voice. "Who dat fucking bitch think she is?"

Lou came close to the room before turning around and yelling back at his
workers. "You boys lock the doors, some of the gangbangers are outside."
Dirty couch or not, Vivian was suddenly thankful to be inside off the
street. Lou however did not look happy when he came back. "There is a
problem Miss Suzuki," he said. "Bradley has already started fixing your
car. He's not happy you can't pay him."

"I can pay him later."

"No, that's not acceptable. If you can't pay us, we're going to push
your car out on the street. You can find your own way home."

"But it's dangerous out there?"

"You should have thought of that before giving us the go ahead to fix your car. We're tired and want to go home anyway. Just thought we'd help out a damsel in distress. You know what I'm saying? And here you go
disrespecting us. I'd appreciate it if you'd leave now."

"Wait, you can't send me out there. Just get me to a phone and I'll get
my boyfriend to bring me the money. How much is it going to be?"

"Three hundred so far."

"Oh, I didn't think it would be so much."

"It might be more. Bradley, thinks it’s your transmission which could
run into thousands."

The events of the day finally caught up to Vivian and she broke down
crying. "Please, there has to be something I can do? I can't afford this
right now."

"Aw, you poor thing," said Lou. He came over and sat beside her, putting
his arm around her shoulders. Lou's arm was thick and muscular and he
pulled her into his equally muscular chest. "There, there. Now the three of us are partners, though I run things. I'd be willing to let my third slide, but you'd still owe the boys a hundred each."

"You'd do that for me?" Vivian looked hopefully up at the older black
man.

"Well, I'm a working slob myself. I got mouths to feed and all that.
You'd have to make it worth my while. You know what I'm saying?"

"I don't know what your saying?"

"You see, I got this thing for Asian chicks. I figure a blow job would
convince me."

Vivian sat up, pulling herself out of his arms. "You can't be serious?"
Vivian could tell by the look on Lou's face he was dead serious. "I'm
not a whore. What kind of a man are you?"

"A businessman. Look, it's merely a proposition. If you don't like it,
feel free to leave."

"Could you walk me to a phone?"

"I'm not going out there this time of night." Lou gently grabbed Vivian's arm. "Look," he said, "just be clinical about it. Pretend I'm your boyfriend." He brought her arm over and placed her hand right on his bulge.

Vivian reflectively squeezed it in shock. Lou felt a lot bigger then her
boyfriend or anything else she was used to. The thin material of his
overalls was stretched so much, she thought his penis might rip through
it at any minute. Vivian felt her nipples growing hard with excitement
and she knew they would be quite visible through her bra with her wet
blouse clinging to her body. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth
with embarrassment hoping he wouldn't notice. She didn't do blow jobs.
This was one of the reasons she'd argued with John last night about her
loosening up. However, she was filled with a curiosity to see what this
man's penis looked like. "Can I see it?"

Lou stood and removed his overalls. "Be my guest." He was wearing slacks
and a tee shirt.

Vivian slid her hand up his crotch to the buttons on Lou's slacks. She
unbuttoned them. "Oh my!" The pressure from his growing penis was so
great, his zipper started opening all by itself as if a ghost was
pulling it down. Vivian spread his slacks open. His underwear was old
and stained. The head of his penis was near the top and it alone looked
as big as her boyfriend's scrotum. Vivian reached out and grabbed the
end of his underwear, pulling it out and down. "That can't be real," she
whispered.

Lou sighed with relief as his penis was freed. "It's real, baby. Feel it
for yourself."

Vivian grasped his penis and felt it grow in her hand until it was a
steel hard shaft as big as her wrist. Lou's skin was a dark brown, but
his dick was blacker. The head was covered by a dark wrinkly foreskin
which she pulled down. The head that emerged was reddish brown, lighter
then the shaft and as big as a golf ball.

"Never seen one that big I take it?"

"No sir, it's twice the size of my boyfriend's." John's was around six
inches she guessed and kind of skinny. Lou's was fat, hard, and around a
foot long.

"That's a black cock your holding."

A black cock! Vivian's father came to mind. He accepted, but disapproved
of her dating white men. He'd die of a stroke if he knew what she was
holding now and contemplating doing with it. Vivian stroked it a couple
times, watching her petite hand slide up and down the hard shaft. She
bent over and licked the head.

"That's a good girl," said Lou, "Make it worth the hundred dollars."

"Fine, just don't cum in my mouth." Vivian took the head in her mouth
and sucked on it. Lou was big, very big. She almost wished she'd
practiced more on John's smaller penis. Lou's cock head alone seemed to
fill her mouth. The tip pushed against her throat and she gagged,
spitting it out. Lou cupped the back of her head and brought her mouth
back over to his angry looking cock. The head had fully emerged from the
foreskin now and was shiny and wet. He pushed it back into her mouth.

Vivian relaxed her throat and managed to swallow the head before she
felt herself gagging again. Lou held her head in place. He pushed more
of his cock down her throat. Vivian felt her throat stretching open
around the huge cock. It was choking her as it pushed deeper. Finally,
when she felt her air running out, Vivian remembered her nose. She
exhaled, then breathed fresh air into her lungs. Her throat grew used to
the big black cock and Lou pulled back thrusting forwards again. Vivian
held still watching his pubic hairs coming closer and closer to her nose
as he bucked his hips on the couch.

"So far this aint been worth no hundred dollars. I'm doin all da work,"
said Lou, removing his hand from her head.

Leaning over on the couch was hurting her back, so Vivian released his
cock. She got off the couch and kneeled between his spread legs. Lou
took the opportunity to remove his shirt. Vivian couldn't help being
impressed with his chest. His pectorals and abdominals were hard and clearly defined. His knobby cock head rested on the top of his six-pack abs, sticking straight up. Vivian grabbed the base and pulled it down into her mouth. She held the head in her mouth as he lifted his hips and she pulled his pants off. His balls were sized to match his cock and they splayed out on the couch between his legs.

Vivian found this position easier and was soon bobbing her head slowly
over his cock. She looked up to see if he was enjoying it. Their eyes
met and Vivian felt a shiver expand through her body. His stare was
intense, seeming to say this is where you belong, on your knees sucking
my big black cock. Vivian broke eye contact, her gaze traveled down his
bull neck taking in his muscular arms spread along the back of the
couch, his broad chest, his rock hard stomach, gray-black pubic hair,
and the root of his thick cock, the shaft traveling towards her face,
disappearing in her mouth. Vivian shivered again and started trying to
please him. She swallowed more and more cock into her whore mouth until
her nose pushed into his pubes.

Vivian couldn't handle the entire cock for long. She settled for jerking
the base with one hand while sucking rapidly on about half his cock. Her
other hand was gently kneading his balls. She heard a moan of
contentment, but it wasn't Lou's, it was her own. She still felt like a
whore, but it didn't feel wrong, it felt satisfying. She liked sucking
his big black cock. A cock that seemed to be growing longer, thicker,
hardening, jerking, pumping, spitting jet after jet of semen down her
throat. Vivian pulled back, but Lou's hand appeared on her head again,
holding her in place, while sperm filled her mouth. His cum's heat
surprised her, but the taste wasn't as bad as she'd have guessed. She
swallowed the hot fluid as fast as he pumped it out.

"Damn girl, that was worth the hundred bucks," said Lou. Vivian
immediately felt very proud and pleased with herself. "Don't forget, you
still owe Bradley and Fish money."

Vivian was still kneeling between Lou's legs, stroking his deflating,
yet still impressive cock.

"Do you think I could blow them too?" she asked.

"Hmm. Maybe, but you'll have to ask them. They're nice guys. I'm sure
they'd be willing to help a hot girl like you out." Lou looked towards
the door and yelled, "Yo Fish, get your ass in here." Fish came in still
wearing his do-rag and reflective shades. He was smoking a sweet
smelling cigarette that looked hand rolled. He didn't look all that
surprised to see Lou naked with Vivian kneeling between his legs. "Fish,
Miss Suzuki here has something she'd like to ask you."

Vivian thought Fish barely looked legal, eighteen maybe nineteen. Not a
bad looking kid, muscular and wiry, but he did look like a thug with
low riding, baggy pants and gold chains around his neck. "Fish...hi...I
was wondering... Well, I'm tight on money right now. Lou just let me
suck him off as payment for working on my car. I was wondering if I
could do the same for you?"

"I don't know, you any good?"

"Miss Suzuki is a first class, grade A, cocksucker, bro," said Lou,
pulling his pants back up.

"Shit, I ain’t had me no blow job for awhile. I guess you could sucks me. You like sucking black cock?"

Vivian hesitated, then looked him in the eye. "Yes," she said.

"Good, cause I like having my black cock sucked and it ain’t never been
done by no hot white bitch."

Crude, Vivian thought and she wasn't white, but she just nodded. "Bring
it on over."

"No, you want it so bad, you come get it."

Vivian walked on her knees over towards the black teen. She undid his
pants, finding herself looking forward to seeing what his cock looked
like. She wasn't disappointed. She bent down and took the head of Fish's
rapidly hardening cock in her mouth. Fish was smaller then Lou, maybe
nine inches, but thicker and circumcised. She bobbed her head over the
shaft, using her hands to yank his pants down to his ankles.

Vivian deep throated Fish's cock to the root, the extra thickness making
her want to gag again. She pulled back until the head was in her mouth
so that she could swirl her tongue around the crown. She looked up to
see if he was enjoying it. Fish inhaled the cigarette and held the smoke
inside his lungs. She suspected it might be marijuana. He coughed it out
and stared into space while she did all the work. He did have a dumb
grin on his face while she rapidly bobbed her head. "Fuck yeah," growled
Fish still in his fantasy world. Vivian's mouth filled with more hot
cum. His initial wad caught her off guard and she pulled her head back.
The cock flew out of her mouth, jerking up and spurting a long strand of
semen from her nose to her forehead. Vivian caught it back in her mouth
and swallowed every remaining drop it pumped out. That left two down and one to go and her repair job would be free.

Bradley was on his back adjusting something under the beamer. Vivian
kneeled between his legs and placed her hand on his bulge. He jumped and
banged his head. "What the fuck?" He slid out and stared a her
surprised, then at the grinning faces of Lou and Fish standing behind
her.

"I just gave your friends blow jobs in exchange for fixing my car. I'd
love to do the same for you, Bradley."

"Fuck yeah," he said, not bothering to tell her to call him B-man.

Bradley was an older teen too. He seemed nervous and stared at her in
awe as she undid his jeans. His cock was limp as she pulled it out. It
plumped up a little as she touched it. Vivian swallowed the whole thing
and held it in her mouth. That did the trick, Bradley overcame his
shyness and his cock started growing. Vivian sucked it until it was
completely hard, then pulled back to look at it. Brad was somewhere
between Lou and Fish in length and size, maybe ten or eleven inches. He
continued to lay on his back on the cement as she sucked him off.
Bradley kept his neck arched so that he could stare at her in awe while
she sucked his big black cock. Vivian winked at him as she bobbed her
head. He didn't last long, but she swore his cock pumped out as much hot
tasty sperm as both the other black men combined. She swallowed at least
four mouthfuls. Vivian had swallowed so much sperm, she was no longer
hungry from missing lunch.

Vivian winked at Brad who stared at her like a lovesick puppy. She stood
and walked over to her car where Fish and Lou were working on it.
Fish was removing at plate on her dashboard with a long number on it.
"What's that?" she asked working her sore jaw around.

"Uh...it's your VIN number. I gotta runs it to makes sure this car ain't
stolen."

"I understand," she said. There'd been a rash of stolen cars over the
last month.

"Bad news," said Lou interrupting. "It's your transmission."

Vivian felt her heart sink. "How much?"

"Three thousand."

"I can't afford that," she wailed. Vivian started crying again. "It's
too much."

"I know, sweetheart," said Lou, putting his arm around her shoulder.
"Maybe we can work something out?" He steered her back towards his
office.

"Like what, Lou?"

"I told you I liked Asian bitc...women. I'd be willing to drop my third
if I can fuck you."

Vivian gasped. "Lou! I couldn't do that. I have a boyfriend. We're
serious. I can't cheat on him."

"Just trying to do you a favor, sweetheart. I need the money more then I
need to get laid, but you'd be worth every cent."

"Really? That's sweet. Even if I said yes, you're way too big for me.
It'd never fit. Maybe, I could owe you ten more blow jobs?"

"No deal. We're moving out soon." Lou pulled his shirt up over his head.
"It's now or never."

"I have a problem with cheating. I've had boyfriends cheat on me, so I
know how it feels." Vivian watched him step out  of his pants, then pull is underwear down. His cock sprang up nearly fully hard. "And like I said, you're way too big." Vivian was very impressed with Lou's physique. He had the best body she'd ever seen on a man, especially considering the fact he looked to be pushing fifty.

"Tell you what, lets see how much of it you can take. If you can't
handle it, you'll just have to come up with the money. If I can fuck
you, I won't cum in your pussy. That's not really cheating."

"It isn't?"

"Look, it's either black meat or hit the street."

"Alright, we can try, but don't you dare cum in my pus...er vagina. How
do we do this?"

"You can start by taking off your clothes and do it slowly." Lou sat on
the couch and started slowly stroking his cock.

Vivian was dressed business professional in a white blouse and black
pants. Her blouse had dried and wasn't clinging to her body so much
anymore. She tossed her shoulder length black hair back and started
unbuttoning her blouse from the top down. "Sway your hips like your
dancing," ordered Lou. Vivian didn't see anything wrong with this idea,
so she started dancing in place as she pulled her blouse open and off
her shoulders. "Pants first," said Lou as she went up to take her bra
off. Vivian unbuttoned her pants and pulled the flap open revealing her
panties. "Turn around and take them off." She turned and pulled her
pants down bending so that her ass was pointed at the black man. "Turn
around for me. I want to look at you." Vivian danced while slowly
turning. Her underwear was plain, but small and tight so it looked sexy
on her. Vivian's hips and bosom were both a size 32. Her cup size was
only a B, but on her petite frame, her breasts were pronounced and
impressive. "Now the rest of it." Vivian looked down her body as she
unhooked her bra. She was surprised to see her nipples were rock hard
and her panties were damp as she pulled them down. Lou's eyes were wide
with lust as he stared at her nude body. "Girl, you are fine!"

"Thanks. How do you want to do this?"

"I want you to watch my cock pushing into you so come sit on the couch."
Lou stood up and stepped aside. His cock head touched her as she passed
and Vivian felt a shiver run down her spine. No human woman could take
such a beast, but if she did, it would save her a thousand dollars.
Vivian was a bit prissy and she grimaced as she sat nude on the dirty
couch. Lou kneeled before her and placed his big hands on her knees,
pulling her legs apart. "Slide your ass off the couch." Vivian slid her
body down the couch. She watched with trepidation as the big bulbous
Cock head approached her crotch. The foreskin was stretched tight around
the head which was slowly emerging as it got closer. Precum was pouring
out of the pee slit.

Vivian jumped when Lou's cock head touched her slit. He ran it up and
down her labia and was shocked at the amount of lubrication coating
where he touched her. Vivian may have been scared, but her pussy seemed
ready and eager to go. Lou slid it up and down her slit a couple more
times then started applying pressure. Vivian felt the huge head push
hard against her pussy. He might as well have been trying to push his
cock into her belly button for all the good it did. He pushed harder and
harder. Vivian felt her pussy squirt a little, coating the head even
more. Finally, just when she thought he should give up, her hole
stretched around the head opening wider then it ever had before.

"Ugh," said Vivian and Lou together.

Lou rotated his hips to keep his cock head juiced up. He worked it around a little then pushed another inch in. "God, it's big!" said Vivian staring at the thick shaft penetrating her. Lou pushed a little more in, every centimeter a struggle stretching her pussy wide. Vivian felt stuffed, but it didn't hurt. Instead, Lou's big black cock filled her so good, it was stimulating every nerve ending in her pussy. She actually started pushing down into it to get more in. She hadn't expected to enjoy it.

Lou met resistance with around half his cock in her. He started slowly
fucking her. Lou would slowly pull back, then ram it forwards. His meaty
battering ram forced it's way deeper then any man had been with it's
relentless pounding. Vivian's eyes opened wide at a sudden surge of
pleasure. She started bucking her own hips, fucking him back a little.
"You like that dontcha?" asked Lou, grinning and grunting as he pounded
his cock forwards.

"Uh, uh, oh, yes, I like it. Real...good. Yes, real good. Oh, god, fuck
me Lou. This is the best ever."

"Little whore likes her big black cock. Well, my big black cock likes
your tight Asian pussy." Lou started pounding faster and harder. He hit
a point where he didn't think he could get anymore in and he still had
three inches to go.

"No more, too...big. Oh god, gonna cum. Your big black cock's making me
cum. Ah, ah, aaahhh..."

Lou felt the additional lubrication coat his cock and he took the
opportunity to sink the rest of his cock in her pussy. Vivian was still
writhing with pleasure as her orgasm took possession of her body. Her
body suddenly jumped with shock as pain mixed in with the pleasure.
"Noooo, too big, yes, fuck yes, oh, it hurts, more, please fuck me
more."

"It's those last few inches that's gonna hook you on black dick."

Vivian had to agree. She felt like a crazed sex addict. She was grabbing
Lou's hips now trying to get him to fuck her harder after wrapping her
long legs around his waist. She was slamming her pussy down hard into
each thrust. Another orgasm started building promising to be even bigger
then the last. Lou reached back and grabbed her ankles, spreading her
legs wide. His cock started pistoning into her like a jackhammer. When
she came, it seemed to last forever. Her pussy would squeeze his cock,
then expand around it, finally rippling like waves. The big orgasm
stopped, but turned into a series of smaller orgasms exploding like fire
crackers. Lou slammed his cock in hard and held it still. His big dick
jerked inside her and sperm coated her womb. Vivian's orgasms turned
into a big one again, lasting as long as his cock continued to pump
sperm into her pussy.

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

"Come on, do it?"

"I will not," said Vivian, feeling like a whore. She was squatting over a small trash can wondering if she'd ever get all of Lou's sperm out of
her pussy. He was not supposed to cum in her, though it had felt incredible.

"Do it, it's funny." Lou stood up off the couch and started dressing.

"It's offensive."

"If you want the boys to fix your car for free, you'll do what I tell
ya." Lou smacked her ass hard enough it stung. Vivian sighed.

It looked like Bradley had half her engine removed when she walked out
to the garage. He looked up and dropped a tool when he saw her. Bradley
stared appreciatively and hungrily at her nude body. Vivian took a deep
breath and swallowed her pride. She grabbed a breast with one hand and her crotch with the other. "Ooo, me so horny. Me love you long time. Me love you all night long," said Vivian faking an accent. Lou guffawed behind her.

Bradley gulped as Vivian grabbed him and led him back to the couch. Lou
laughed as did Fish. "Yeah bitch, I'm gonna give you whats you needs," said B-man. Despite the trash talk, Bradley looked nervous and his face was as white as a black man could get. Vivian suspected he might be a virgin.

Vivian helped undress him, impressed as his big cock sprang up
completely hard. These men seemed to have remarkable recovery rates. She
pushed him down on the couch and straddled his lap. Despite her workout
with Lou, Vivian felt a surge of lust as she guided her second black
cock into her pussy. Both Vivian and Bradley moaned as she lowered
herself over his cock. Bradley stared in awe at his dick disappearing
into her pussy. "It's so hot," he murmured confirming her suspicions
that he was a virgin. Vivian started bouncing rapidly in his lap.

"Yo, I aint gonna fuck ya after he does. You're gonna hafta pay me my
grand."

Vivian looked over her shoulder to see Fish standing there still wearing
his sunglasses and do-rag. "Oh oh, fuck me, Bradley" she said, feeling
another orgasm approach. "I, oh, I d-oh-n't have that kind of money,
Fish. Oh yes, yes, yes. I love your cock, Bradley."

"Work that pussy, ho," said Bradley, losing his shyness. He took his
hands off her hips and grabbed her breasts. His hands were black with
grease and left prints everywhere he touched her which was everywhere.
He rolled her nipples between his fingers and tugged on them, fascinated
with her milky breasts and pink nipples.

His hands were still squeezing her breasts when another pair of hands
grabbed her butt cheeks. Vivian looked behind her to see Fish had
removed all his clothes. He was bringing his cock up to her ass. "What
are you doing?"

"Taking my payment in the only hole you got left," said Fish.

It reminded Vivian of taking Lou for the first time in her pussy. Fish's
Cock head pressed hard against her anus, pushing it in until it
reluctantly opened and the head forced it's way in. Brad's cock spurted
just as Vivian's ass began to hurt. Brad hadn't lasted long, but he was
good and having her pussy filled with black sperm again triggered
another orgasm that sent her over the top.

Vivian slowly came to her senses aware of a great pain in her ass. Fish
had taken advantage of the situation to push most of his cock in.
Bradley's cock was still inside her pussy, but limp and spent. The pain
was fading rapidly as her ass stretched to accommodate him. Fish started
to move and she was thankful, he'd used something to lubricate his
shaft. Each time Fish buried his cock in her ass, it forced her clit to
rub against Brad's crotch stimulating her. Vivian started to like it.

Vivian pressed her clit hard into Brad as she pushed back into Fish.
"You liking it now, bitch?" asked Fish. "You like having your ass
stuffed full of black cock?"

"I love it. Fuck my ass. I love having your black cocks in me." Vivian
felt Brad's cock coming back to life. It grew in her pussy, swelling and
hardening until he was completely erect again. Amazing! Vivian was now
getting fucked by two cocks at once. The sensations were incredible. She
had orgasm after orgasm only vaguely aware when Fish's cock exploded
filling her ass with sperm just as Bradley's cock emptied another load
into her womb. Vivian blacked out.

Vivian awoke to pain again. This time it was in her stomach. She was
bent over the back of the couch getting fucked again and the couch was
pushing into her stomach. "What's wrong with the Lexus?" asked the voice
fucking her.

Lou was standing dressed in front of her. "Nothing but a loose bolt," he
said.

Vivian stared at Lou who just grinned, shrugged, and nodded. They had
conned her into sex. Then she noticed something else strange. She could
see Fish driving a car up into the back of a truck and Bradley was
directing him. "Who are you?' she asked looking over her shoulder.

"I'm the truck driver." This man was very black and had a slight African
accent. His cock too felt huge and it was quickly stimulating her to
another orgasm.

These men had lied and tricked her. They'd used her for sex and
gangbanged her. Instead of being upset, Vivian yelled, "I don't care,
just fuck me, never stop fucking me. I love your cocks. Thank you."

"No, thank you for filling our quota," said the truck driver. Vivian
didn't get it, but didn't care. These men had taught her to really enjoy
sex and the orgasms were flowing again. She relaxed and drifted off into
a world of sexual bliss.

Vivian awoke exhausted on the couch. Sperm was crusted on her lips,
belly, and breasts which made her think they'd fucked her a few more
times after she passed out. Plus, her ass was squishy with a fresh load
of semen trickling out. Her body was covered with dried sperm and
grease. She crinkled her nose distastefully at the mess as she began
dressing.

The warehouse/garage was empty when she walked out of Lou's office. Not
just empty of people, empty of everything. No black men, no tools, and
no cars, including her own. The only thing left was a newspaper opened
to the crime report. The headline read; car thefts continue.
Vivian felt a sinking feeling as she realized who Lou and the gang
really were. Her car being stolen was the perfect end to a horrible day.
The sex however, had been incredible and she wasn't surprised to realize
she'd do it all over again if given the chance. She was surprised when
she walked outside.

It was dark outside now, probably pretty late and no longer raining. The
streets were empty. There was no traffic, no gangs of drug dealers
walking around ready to rape and mug her. What was waiting for her
outside was her car. The Lexus sat waiting for her with the keys in the
ignition.

Vivian started the engine and put the car into gear. It purred like a
kitten. She drove off heading for home, to clean up before calling John
to explain she'd had car trouble. She never knew why they didn't steal
her car, but liked to think it was because she'd made four men very
happy. What she did know was that John would be happy with all the new
things she'd willingly do with him now.

But would she be happy with just him?

The End


Author’s Note: I was planning on writing this story when a fan sent me an email requesting I do a story about his girlfriend along with a picture of her. I incorporated their names and descriptions into the plot.

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