Lynn Cassidy's Story (Stealthbomber)

Lynn Cassidy’s story:

By Stealthbomber

Note: ‘Lynn Cassidy’ is based on Cassandra Lynn

 

Lynn fidgeted in the waiting room, it was done up very classy, all chrome, glass, and mirrors, like the fancy reception room outside.

The building it was housed in was an anonymous looked office and factory block, identical to hundreds of others Lynn had seen.

It was the California HQ of E&I Entertainment, a few hour’s drive from LA in the valley, and that Lynn had found herself here was something she was not too pleased about.

She had auditioned for Playhouse and was sure she would have gotten the gig and been playpet of the month easily.

She was blonde, had big fake tits, but good ones, expensive ones, she had baby blue eyes and the face of an angel with a killer body, she even had the obligatory, cute tattoo in the small of her back, of a butterfly.

She had worked the rounds of the usual strip clubs and car and bike events, but the Playhouse gig was supposed to be her big break, it was supposed to lift her out of the muck of the ordinary and into a world where she could snag herself a decent meal ticket.

She hated working if she was honest, and a succession of rich boyfriends and sugar daddies had left her craving the better things in life that were handed to her without her doing much in the way of actual work.

Sure, she had to suck and fuck to get what she wanted, but that was nothing to her. She had long ago learned to fake any reaction or emotion that she needed to get what she wanted.

Her looks were her ticket to a better life, and she had been determined to use them to take her as far as she wanted to go.

Which was why she was grumpy, she had been fired from a string of stripping jobs for turning up late, I mean fuck them, it was stripping, not a 9 to 5 Office job! With her Playhouse deal having fallen through and with several car show gigs she usually replied on having cancelled on her she was running out of cash.

Her agent had suggested that she consider ‘commercial work’ a thinly veiled euphemism for porno, and she had fired him on the spot for even suggesting such a thing to her.

As money had dried up she had tried to hit up a few contacts she still had in the stripping business, and Cherri, a stripper she had worked with on and off, came through for her.

Apparently this E&I Enterprises, though a porno outfit, did glamor modelling also. Cherri assured her that the place was totally legit, and that the demand for glamour work was steady and that the money was decent enough.

Lynn had checked the company out, it seemed to do mainly interracial porno from what she could see, and the uncensored pictures she came across were disgusting, just disgusting. Big filthy negro’s, all of them with obviously fake cocks, fucking white women.      

The glamor side of E&I seemed to be much smaller, and their definition of ‘glamour’ was much more risqué than Lynn was comfortable with.

But in the end it had come down to money, she was flat broke and three months behind on the rent, and the money she could make in one hard core scene with E&I would easily pay off her rent. She had seen the various amounts that could be made depending on the scene, and despite her misgivings it looked like porn paid best. 

She would have to have sex with black men though, something which she was still not altogether sure she was comfortable with.

So, she had taken a Valium and a Paxil before she had left her apartment, she avoided looking at the pile of bills that were in her letterbox, no doubt all ‘final notice’ ones.

But now she sat squirming and waiting for her interview with a producer at E&I. On the TV CNN was playing, she was staring at it, but her attention was not being held by what was being shown or spoken about.

Instead, she was totally aware of how horny she felt, of how her nipples were straining the fabric of the top she was wearing, of how her pussy was utterly soaked and that the slightest movement would cause her engorged clit to rub against the fabric of her sodden panties.

She had worn kitten heeled sandals, hipster jeans that fitted low and snug to her hips, and a white halter top that showed off a wide expanse of her taut stomach and its piercing, a barbell at the top with two chains dangling from it, each chain ending in a tiny star. The halter top was skimpy and showed a considerable amount of cleavage and the straps narrowed as they ran up her chest and shoulders until they were less than a quarter an inch wide where the met at the back of her neck. The sides also narrowed as the transitioned into the back until the material across her back was barely as wide as the back of a bra.

Despite this she was sweating, the waiting room seemed to be far too stuffy, as if the aircon was not working properly.

She had gulped down several cups of cool water from the dispenser, some brand she had never heard of before, Naïve Aqua Blanc or something like that. But rather than cooling her down it had only seemed to make her feel hotter and more bothered, and much more aroused.

When she got home she would be going straight to the shower to cool off, no, fuck that, she would be going straight to her trusty vibrator to take the edge off this horniness.

Strange thoughts were coming unbidden into her head, those images of black men fucking white women that had so disgusted her were flashing before her mind’s eye, and she was not reacting to them with disgust.

Far from it, Lynn was beginning to feel even more horny if such a thing was possible at the heated images that she was replaying in her mind.

Of course, what Lynn did not know was that the TV was steadily flashing subliminal messages, stills from E&I interracial porn films, all captioned with messages about the sexual superiority of black men, and how pleasurable sex with black men was for white women.  

“Miss Cassidy? Miss Cassidy?” she was interrupted from her daydreaming by the receptionist, and stunning, Californian blonde, who Lynn had taken an instant dislike to from the moment she had laid eyes on her.

“Wha….I mean sorry, I mean yes?” she stumbled over her words, annoyed that she looked foolish in front of this oh so pretty, oh so perfect looking bitch.

The girl made Lynn feel ugly, so perfect did she look, and Lynn hated anything and anyone that made her feel ugly.

“Mister Johnson will see you now miss Cassidy, up the stairs down the hallway to the third office on the left from the end.”

“Thank you,” Lynn replied, while screaming ‘bitch’ at the top of her voice in her head.

Making her way to the location Lynn noticed that the walls were covered in glossy posters of all the female stars that E&I had on its books, all scantily clad and all draped across or around semi naked black men. All the black men were built like the most powerful bodybuilders Lynn and ever seen, all seemed to be wearing shorts or underwear with obscenely, impossibly large bulges where their penis should be.

She shook her head at the visions that these glossy posters threatened to flood her mind with and approached the door the receptionist had indicated.

Before entering the office, she ducked into what was the ladies rest room as indicated by the sign on the door and she fixed up her makeup and hair, and generally making sure she looked perfect. On a whim she applied a thick coating of pink lip gloss to her lips, her lipstick she was wearing was a shade of pink anyway, but this lip gloss was very pink, and very glossy. It was called Heartbreaker Glitter Lip Gloss and Lynn smiled at her reflection in the mirror as she lathered it onto her lips.

Putting the lip gloss away she pouted her lips and gave herself a little twirl in the mirror, perfect, she looked perfect.

She did not question why she did this, only that it made her feel good about herself and that if it made her feel good she would do it.

She shook her head at the visions that these glossy posters threatened to flood her mind with and knocked on the door the receptionist had indicated.

The door opened and Lynn could not help but let out a little, involuntary gasp, a huge and very handsome black man stood there, and she was shocked by her instinctive reaction to him.

“Miss Cassidy, please come in, I’m Max Johnson,” he said, his voice rumbling and deep, smooth, and setting all sorts of butterflies jangling in her stomach.

The man turned away from her and strode over to the desk at the far end of the office and sat down.

She had admired the view of his broad shoulders and narrow waist as he had walked away from her, the short-sleeved top he was wearing seemed to be rather snug on him, and his biceps and forearms were huge and corded with hard muscle.

The office had a L shaped couch against the outer and side wall, a coffee table and then a desk with two chairs in front of it and one behind it. The look was sleeky modern, European looking but it struck Lynn as looking more like a film set than a real office, there was something off about it, something too sterile, too perfect.

One wall was partially a floor to ceiling mirror, and she could not resist checking herself out in it. She looked like a million dollars as she smiled at her reflection, there was no way this Johnson negro would turn her down. Yes she was going to make a porno, but she would insist on a white male co-star, yes she made her mind up, a white male co-star.

Johnson indicated with a hand that she should sit, though she had been moving to sit down anyway, not waiting to be bid sit, least of all by him.

Lynn tossed her hair as she sat down and turned her smile up to maximum and beamed at Johnson.

Strangely this Max Johnson barely seemed to react to her, by now most men would be desperately trying to make conversation with her.

After a rather uncomfortable silence he spoke again, “Miss Cassidy, you have indicated that you are interested in coming to work for us, is that correct?”

“Yes, erh yes, yes, yes I am, yes…” Lynn stumbled over her words, cursing herself for her misstep.

Max Johnson smiled thinly at this and suddenly got up and went over to a water cooler and poured a cup of water into a disposable plastic cup. He walked over to her and placed the cup on the desk before her and returned to sit behind the desk.

“Drink,” he commanded, “you are nervous Miss Cassidy, it’s perfectly normal to be nervous.”

Before Lynn could protest that she was not thirsty she had the cup at her lips and she gulped its cool contents all down, it had a very slight salty aftertaste she noticed, probably some expensive mineral water. She placed the now empty plastic cup on the desk before her.

“Has the nature of what we do here been explained to you?” Max Johnson asked her in a conversational manner, she felt a heat starting to rise to her face, she was blushing, she was fucking blushing, she never blushed, unless she wanted or more importantly needed to!

“Ye-Yes, it, it has been explained to me, yes,” again she stumbled over her answer, just what the fuck was wrong with her she wondered, she was acting like an idiot.

“And you have no issues with this?”

“N-no, no, no, issues, Mister Johnson,” she very nearly swore out loud at her stuttering, just what was wrong with her. Bad enough that the desperate, aching hot wetness in her pussy was back with a vengeance, but her nipples were straining the thin fabric of her halter top, sticking out where she was sure Max Johnson could see.

Strangely he appeared to be ignoring her very obviously erect nipples, “Tell me about your acting experience miss Cassidy,” he said in that deep, masculine and if Lynn had to admi it, sexy voice of his. 

“My, my acting?” she replied, her mind suddenly drawing a blank, why would he be interested in her acting? “Well, I performed in a few plays in High School,” she eventually blurted out, her words sounding foolish and stupid to her mind.

“I meant more along the lines of sucking cock in the production miss Cassidy,” Max Johnson replied, his voice sounding cruel and dominant to her ears.

“No, well I mean no, erh, I, I mean yes…” she ran out of words, too flustered to say anything else.

“Do you have your portfolio with you miss Cassidy?” Max Johnson asked, another question of his catching her off guard, her what now?

“My, my portfolio?” she asked, vaguely aware that she sounded just like some stupid bimbo.

“Yes, your portfolio, you know, pictures or videos of you modelling, that sort of thing,” came the rather annoyed response from Max Johnson.

“Oh yes! I mean ummmh, I mean no, erh, was I supposed to bring a portfolio?” she asked, a plaintive and slightly petulant tone evident even to her in her voice.

“Without a portfolio how am I to judge your suitability for the roles I would like to cast you in?” asked Max Johnson, his words slow and careful, like he was explaining this to a child.

Lynn did not reply to that, stumped, she was sure she would remember if she had been asked to bring a portfolio, wouldn’t she?

“You are wasting my time miss Cassidy, but in the interests of not wasting any more of my valuable time I want you to strip naked for me, now.”

Lynn gasped, “strip, you want me to strip, to strip naked, like now?”

“Yes of course, how else am I to judge what roles you would be suitable for if I don’t know how you look naked?”

Lynn considered this for a second or two, it was difficult to think straight, there was a smell just on the edge of her consciousness, a heady, musky smell that reminded her of, what did it remind her of? Oh yes, cocks, there was a smell of cocks tickling her nose. But not a nasty smell, no, a delicious, manly, musky smell, and she inhaled deeply to catch the faint whiff of it, she wished the smell was stronger though.

“Miss Cassidy?” Max Johnson’s voice cut through her daydreaming.

“Wha, I mean yes mas, I mean mister Johnson?”

A smirk played across Johnson’s very handsome face, he really was very handsome, even if he was black, and she knew he had a nice body. And if she had to admit it right now she was powerfully attracted to him, despite having never considered black men in any way attractive. Maybe, maybe she might consider having a black co-star? If he was as handsome as Max Johnson she could see herself coming round to the idea of getting paid to have sex with a black man.

“Miss Cassidy, I believe you were going to strip naked for me?”

“I, I was? Oh yes, I was, yes strip,” she stood up and moved back a few feet, Max Black also standing up and coming to stand before the desk, leaning back slightly against it.

She started by removing her halter top, she was wearing no bra underneath, her fake tits were perky enough to stand proud without the need for a bra. As she removed her jeans, she noticed that Johnson’s eyes followed the swaying of her tits. Good, that was good.

On a whim she slipped back on her kitten heel sandals and then shimmied out of her panties, a low rising thong that would not show above the tops of her hipster jeans.

She had not stinted on trips to the tanning salon or on other beauty treatments, despite her strained financial situation. She had not skipped the gym either and she was proud of her body, expensive laser hair removal treatment meant that her underarms and legs never needed to be shaved and her pussy all the way from the front as far back as her asshole was total bald and hair free.   

“Very nice Miss Cassidy, very nice,” Mister Johnson said, his eyes roving over her naked body, she made no move to cover herself up or to even start dressing again, these thoughts simply did not enter Lynn Cassidy’s head.

It seemed completely natural for her to be standing naked in front of a tall, powerful, masculine black man, and she shivered deliciously at these thoughts. Her nipples were standing so stiff they were almost painfully erect, and her pussy was aching, literally aching. She needed to get fucked, and she needed to get fucked badly. Maybe, maybe she would let Max Johnson fuck her after this was all over?

“While you are very beautiful Miss Cassidy, I’m afraid I have no real way of judging your talent for the role I would like to cast you in,” said Max Johnson, still standing by the desk.

“Talent mister Johnson, what, I mean, I, how do you mean?” she asked, suddenly unsure what he was asking her.

“Have you ever sucked a black cock before Miss Cassidy?”

“Suck, suck black cock?” she replied, stunned by these crude words, suddenly very, very aware that she was standing naked before a huge, muscular black man, she wanted to cover herself up, she wanted to grab her clothes and put them back on. She wanted to leave; Lynn knew that she had to get out of here now!

“Yes Miss Cassidy, have you ever sucked a big black cock?” Max Johnson’s words seeming to still her thoughts of panicked flight.

“I’ll take that as a no,” came the dry and ironic reply of Max Johnson when she failed to reply.

Lynn felt her panic rising again, the thoughts of fleeing once again bubbling up into her consciousness,

“Well now you see that’s a problem,” remarked Max Johnson, stepping away from the desk to stand right before her, she craned her neck up to look into his handsome face. Lynn was absolutely aware of his sheer masculine presence looming over her, and all thoughts of leaving died in her mind. Instead, she wanted to do what Max Johnson said, she wanted to obey him, she was sure that she would do anything he would ask of her.

“You see I need someone who can suck a big black cock.”

“Do you?” she asked, “need someone to suck a big black cock?” her voice sounded strange to her ears, like that of a tiny and frightened little girl.

“I do Lynn, may I call you Lynn?”

When she did not answer Max Johnson continued, “I need you to demonstrate to me that you can handle a big black cock Lynn. Can you do that, can you handle a big black cock? Can you suck my big black cock?”

Lynn Cassidy would never in a million years thought that she would find herself in the situation she currently found herself in, and a part of her knew that she should leave immediately, and never come back. But she looked up into Max Johnson’s eyes, saw the command there, the power, the dominance and any shred of willpower she had vanished. 

“Get on your knees and take out my big black cock?” Max Johnson said in a matter-of-fact tone and Lynn sank to her knees before she even knew she was doing it and eyed the huge bulge in Max Johnson’s trousers with a shiver of fear, he must have a massive cock.

“Take it out slut,” he commanded in a cold, hard voice, so she did, struggling to release him from his trousers, until his cock finally sprang free, slapping her face and leaving a trail of liquid across her cheek.

“OH MY GOD!” Lynn gasped, in utter shock, face to face with her first black cock, she coughed as an overpowering male odour assaulted her nostrils, the musky smell pungent and intoxicating. She instantly recognised the smell; it was the smell she had caught earlier on of cock.

Max let his trousers fall to puddle at his feet, behind the rigid shaft a set of huge, hairy balls swung low, massive, sized to his match his huge cock.

Lynn stared cross eyed at the monster that bobbed before her face, the cock head was flared and looked like the head of some lethal, dangerous snake, the pee slit huge and a clear fluid leaking copiously from it already.

It was jet black, shining in the overhead lights, as thick, no thicker than her forearm, a network of bulbous veins crisscrossed it. Huge, it was huge was all Lynn could think of as her mouth hung open in shock.

Max gripped the base of his cock in a beefy hand and dropped his other hand onto her head, pulling her forwards until his cock head slipped into her open mouth.

“Suck it,” Max Johnson commanded, her muffled protest choked off as his enormous cockhead filled her mouth completely and touched the back of her throat, causing her to gag.

Lynn looked up at Max Johnson, he had removed his top and she was astonished at the absolute sculpted perfection of his torso, great slabs and ridges of ebony muscle corded his body, his shoulders were massive, his chest deep and broad. And Lynn knew that in some strange way she was where she belonged, on her knees before a perfect specimen of an Alpha black male, with his cock in her mouth.

She groaned at these thoughts and started slobbering all over Max’s cock, licking, sucking kissing it, sliding it and out of her mouth, locking her lips fiercely to get as much friction as possible between her lips and the great flared ridge at the crown of his cock head.

In and out, in and out Lynn sucked, pushing his cock slowly into and down her throat, with every bob of her head she took a little bit more of Max’s incredible cock into her mouth and down her throat.

It was hard work, Max was by far the largest and thickest cock she had very sucked, he had to be what, twice as long easily and at least twice, no three times as thick as any previous cock she had sucked. But Lynn Cassidy was not a quitter and she persevered until finally she felt something tickle her nose and she opened her eyes.

A wall of black muscle greeted her eyes, and her nose was buried in the thick, black pubes at the base of Max Johnson’s cock.

“Damm bitch!” He exclaimed, “and on the first try as well! Fuck, you are one talented cock sucking slut!”

His words were crude and should have annoyed her, but instead Lynn smiled at them, or smiled as much as you could with fourteen inches of thick black cock in your mouth and throat. 

Lynn slowly removed Max’s cock from her throat and mouth, lavishing his cock head with kisses and licks, before she slurped down along his shaft to nuzzle at his balls. She tried taking them into her mouth but could not, they were just too big, so instead she settled for giving them a very through tongue bath.

The smell of him nearly made her choke, so powerful and pungent was it, it was not an unpleasant smell, the opposite in fact, but it was just so strong.

She was reluctant to remove herself from this worship of his big black nuts, but she remembered that she had a blow job to perform so she lapped and licked back up along the shaft to enclose his cock with her mouth again.

She started bobbing her head up and down, again gradually getting deeper and deeper, while at the same time picking up her pace. She was lost in a haze of cock sucking, soon she was deep throating all of Max’s cock as fast as she could, his groans and moans telling her that he was enjoying this treatment.

And that made her happy in a way she could not have believed before, she had never enjoyed giving blowjobs, but she gave them because they were needed, as they could get her what she wanted.

This was the first blowjob that she was actually enjoying giving, her pussy was tingling and buzzing like an orgasm was about to come, which it did suddenly. Lynn moaned and groaned around the black cock that she was impaling her mouth on, lost in pleasure.

Lynn sucked and slurped, sucking Max’s cock with abandon, unaware of the passage of time, focused only on pleasuring the magnificent ebony phallus in her mouth. All she wanted to do was suck off Max, to give him the best blowjob he had ever gotten. And despite hating it, Lynn knew that she would let Max cum in her mouth, she would even swallow his cum gladly, another thing that she hated doing but which she would do if she needed the guy to do something for her. Though her pussy ached and needed to be stuffed with cock so badly, a part of Lynn’s mind decided that letting Max cum in her mouth was what she should do. It was what she knew Max would want, it would please him, and she wanted to please him so badly.

Lynn did not question these thoughts, did not for a second think that they were odd, strange. As far as Lynn was concerned, they were completely natural and logical.  

Without warning the cock in her mouth stiffened dramatically and bulged, it seemed stuck in her throat, and Max roared and grunted that he was cumming.

In shock and panic at the thoughts of Max’s cock being stuck in her throat more than anything else Lynn tugged her head back, dislodging Max’s cock. Her belly felt suddenly full of something warm, as the cock withdrew from her throat it spasmed and Lynn could feel cum hosing down her throat. More cum shot forwards and spurted out of her mouth, splashing all over Max’s cock and groin.

The cock slid out of her throat and into her mouth, at this Max’s hands clamped onto her head and held his cockhead in her mouth.

The huge black cock bucked and bulged, and her mouth was flooded with sperm, her cheeks bulging out desperately to contain the sheer volume of Max’s spunk that had erupted into her mouth. With his huge cock head in her mouth his pumping wad had nowhere to go, she had instinctively clamped her lips as tight to his shaft. She could not gulp the cum down fast enough as Max’s cock spat another wad into her mouth, the pressure sufficient to blast great ropes of thick cum past her lips. 

Gulping as fast as she could Max spurted again, she just about contained this wad, but it was a close-run thing, her bulging cheeks almost pulling her lips off the desperate lock they had on Max’s cock.

Cum blasted from the tip of Max’s cock again, the force sending a good portion of it straight down her throat, the rest swirling and mixing in her bulging cheeks, a wave of it overcoming the grip her lips had on Max’s shaft and pouring out of her mouth, dangling from her chin and the underside of Max’s cock.

How much cum could one man have Lynn wondered as Max ejaculated again, another huge wad of thick, hot, tasty sperm filling her mouth, she gulped as quickly as she could, barely swallowing most of it before Max’s cock erupted again in her mouth, this time his load finally overcame her ability to swallow and contain his cum.

Max’s sperm blasted out of her mouth, forcing her lips off the slick shaft, Lynn coughing and spluttering as Max’s cock finally stopped spurting cum.

One of Max’s wads had to be as big as all the sperm she had ever swallowed previously, how was such a thing possible Lynn wondered, as Max slid his slimy, cum coated cock out of her mouth.

Oh yes, his balls Lynn remembered, they were huge, obscenely sized, that must account for the amount of cum he could spurt.

She just kneeled there, panting slightly and only barely aware of her surroundings, her lower face and upper chest covered in slick ropes of cum.

Max Johnson reached down and dragged her to her feet, none too gently, picked her up around her waist and placed her on her back across the desk, its cold, hard surface jerking her out of her fugue state.

“Wha, what are you doing?” she asked, lifting her head up to see Max standing between her spread legs, lining up his cock to fuck her.

“What does it look like bitch! I’m going to fuck you with my big black cock!”

And with that Max shoved himself into her, any protest died on her lips as a scream burst forth instead.

“Aaahhhhhhhhhhh! Stop, stop! Stop, you are huge, you are too big, too big!” Lynn sobbed as Max ignored her and simply shoved about four inches or so back and forth inside her.

“Too big bitch? Fuck, that’s just the head!” he laughed cruelly, shoving a few more inches inside her to a series of yelps and cries from her.

Lynn’s pussy felt stuffed, stretched beyond what she thought ever possible, she glanced down to see what looked like about half of Max’s big black cock was sticking out of her pussy.

Max slid out slowly, his black shaft glistening with her pussy juices and she slid forwards again equally slowly, and Lynn’s pussy spasmed at this, it seemed to want to clamp onto Max’s cock as it withdrew.

“Ooooooohhhhhh,” she cooed as Max wiggled his hips as he thrust in and out of her, the friction against her pussy sending shockwaves of pure pleasure radiating outwards throughout her entire body.

Max kept up this shallow thrusting, and Lynn started panting and moaning, she could feel an orgasm building and building and building from the thrusting of Max’s big black cock.

“Fuuuuukkkkk MAX!” she screamed, “Fuuukkkkkk, you’re gonna make me cum, I’m gonna cum, Oh GOD!!! MAX!!!!!! MAX!!!!!!! CUMMING!!!!!!!!”

The biggest orgasm of her life exploded out from her pussy, her entire body bucking, and she arched her spine, throwing her head back as the world dissolved into pure, agonisingly pleasurable bliss.

Lynn came down off her orgasmic high as pain stabbed deep in her insides, she was sprawled out on the desk, drained and everything inside her seemed to be shaking, jarred out of place.

The pain stabbed at her again, and then again, she levered her head up to see Max’s cock hilting all the way up inside her, his heavy balls slapping gently against her ass.

“Fuuuccckkkk Max,” she breathed, gasping, ”that’s too deep Max, it’s too deep, pull out baby, pull out, ahhhhhhh.”

Max whipped his cock out of her as if he was stung, Lynn gasping in shock at the sudden withdrawal of the big black cock that had given her such pleasure It felt somehow wrong that Max had pulled out of her, she felt empty, empty without him inside her.

“Why, why did you take your cock out Max?” she asked, her voice breaking, she needed him inside her, she could not bear the thoughts of his cock not being inside her.

Max gripped his cock and smacked her pussy with it, before rubbing the head of his cock over her pussy, his hard, broad cockhead rubbing roughly against her clit.

“Ahhhhhh!” she gasped, the friction was very pleasurable, but nowhere as good as having Max’s big black cock inside her. She tried to move her hips to angle her pussy up to trap Max’s cock head, but a beefy hand of his grabbed her waist and pinned her down to the table.

“Maaaxxx…..” she moaned, “stop teasing me Max, fuck me!”

He ignored her and continued to tease her pussy and clit, “Maxxxxx, please…..please…..fuck me, fuck me, please!”

“Fuck you bitch?” Max asked, his voice dark and low, “Fuck you with what?”

“Your cock Max, your COCK!” Lynn cried out, desperate to get Max’s cock back inside her, the friction of his cockhead was not enough to get her off.

“My cock Lynn?” Max asked, “my big black cock?”

“Yessssss!” she moaned as Max pressed down hard on her pussy, almost slipping inside her, “yes Max, your big black cock!”

“You asked for it slut!” Max laughed and slammed himself forwards all the way inside her, burying his cock to the hilt, his heavy nuts slapping against her ass.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed out, Max’s cock was splitting her apart, he was too big, he was too big.

Max whipped his cock back completely and slammed forwards again to the hilt, then again, and again and again, fucking Lynn brutally fast and deep.

She screamed and screamed but Max did not stop, her insides in agony at this invasion, but as she cried and sobbed pleasure began to flicker and then grow and then blaze.

“MAAAAAXXXXXXX!!!!!” Lynn screamed out as Max pummelled her pussy into submission.

“Fuck yeah! Fuck you slut!” Max exclaimed, his cock glistening with her pussy juices as it reciprocated in and out of her to its entire depth.

Another orgasm built up inside Lynn, “Ohhhhhhh, gawd MAX! MAX!, I’M, YOU! YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM MAX!!!!!”

“My big black cock is going to make you come Lynn?” he grunted back at her.

“OH YES, OH YES, YOUR BIG BLACK COCK IS GOING TO MAKE ME CUM!!!!! MAXXXXX!!!! I’M CUMMMIIINNNGGGGGG!!!!”

The biggest orgasm of Lynns life just blew her away completely, the previous orgasm on Max’s big black cock had been the best ever, this one was lightyears better, and Lynn knew at that moment that she was in love with Max Johnson.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed as she rode the surging waves of her orgasm, Max still slamming away into her, her pussy clenching and gripping at Max’s cock in tune to the peaks of her pleasure.

As the pleasure subsided Lynn felt after tremors pulse through her, as powerful as some of the orgasms she had given herself with her fingers or her trusty vibrator. These after tremors continued as Max never let up in either his pace or the depth of his thrusts.

Any man should have cum long before now, Max’s body was coated with a sheen of perspiration and the heavy, manly stench of him tickled her nose.

Max picked her up off the desk and holding her in his arms fucked her standing up, slamming her down onto his cock savagely, his face contorted in effort.

Inside her the after tremors came quicker and quicker until they were one continuous orgasm, and Lynn’s head lolled around as Max pummelled her mercilessly.

He flipped her over and laid her down on the couch to fuck her from behind, she barely even noticed, lost as she was in world of pure sensation.

Lynn lost all track of time as Max hammered her pussy from behind, a constant orgasm blotting out any concept of time or even anything beyond the friction of Max’s cock smashing in and out of her.

“Maaaxxxxx…” she groaned, not even knowing why she moaned his name.            

“Maaaxxxxxx,” she moaned again, “cum for me baby, fill my pussy with your cum,” she mumbled.

“I’m, I’m gonnnaa!” grunted Max, “fuucckk, nearly there slut, nearly there, AHHHH!!!!, almost there!!!!!! FUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!

An explosion of pleasure blasted through Lynn as she felt Max’s cock jerk and flood her pussy with sperm, carrying her away with an orgasm that defied her abilities to describe, to comprehend. She simply passed out as her mind could take no more.

She regained consciousness with a sharp pain in her ass, something huge was sliding past her anal sphincter.

“Ahhhhh!” she squealed, jerking her head back to see Max pushing the well lubricated head of his cock into her ass.

“NO!” she cried, “No MAX! NO!! NO!!!! Not there MAX!!!! I’ve never done it MAX!!! It hurts, oh god it hurts MAX! Pull it our baby pull it out, oh god, oh god, please pull it out, it’s too big it’s too big!” Lynn sobbed as Max ignored her completely, pushing slowly into her ass until he was about halfway in and then slowly pulling back out again.

“Fuck you got a tight ass bitch!” Max grunted, moving just his cock head in and out of her ass.

“Ahhhhhh Max! Please, please, please pull it out!”

“Not a chance baby, I’m taking this fine white ass,” Max laughed, and he set up a steady rhythm fucking her ass, her bowels in red raw agony from the intrusion of his huge black cock.

Lynn sobbed as Max fucked her ass, but a shiver of pleasure began to tremble in her pussy at the invasion of her ass. Lynn gasped as the pleasure steadily rose until it outweighed the pain of Max’s big black cock in her ass.

“Ahhhh, fuck it baby,” she mewled, “that’s, that feels good.”

“You like my big black cock in your ass slut?” Max chuckled.

“Oh god, I do Max, I do, I’m, fuck it, I’m going to cum Max, I’m going to cum from your fucking my white ass with your big black cock!”

“Yeah you cum for me slut, cum on that big black cock!” Max laughed, speeding up his thrusts.

“CUUUUMMMMIIINNNGGGGG!!!! OH GOGD MAX, CUMMMIIINNNGGGG!!!!!”

This orgasm was very pleasurable, though it differed from the earth-shattering ones Max gave her when he fucked her pussy, better that any orgasm before she had fucked Max. It was intense and pleasurable, but not in a way that overwhelmed her, and she liked it.

Max’s cock brought several more orgasms from her ass as he fucked it before he dumped his load into her, making her cum along with his release.

She lay on the couch, exhausted, sore but satisfied, no, glowing, she felt like she was glowing, yeah, that was what she was going to go with, glowing.

Max had gotten up off her and disappeared, she heard the sounds of a shower and she levered herself up, great gouts of Max’s sperm slopping out of her pussy and ass as she did so.

She hobbled over to where the sounds of the shower were coming from, the office had a restroom with a shower in it.

Max was currently standing in it, she thought about squeezing into the shower with him but decided against it.

She waited for him to finish, she tried to kiss him as he edged by her, drying himself off with a towel but he pulled away from her.

Lynn was disappointed by this, but she hopped under the shower and cleaned herself off as best she could. Her pussy and ass continued to leak cum in incredible amounts as she showered, and she did not feel it safe to leave the stall until the leakage had stopped.

She dried herself with a towel and dried off her hair, the wavy curls she had set it in that morning were a thing of the past after the shower, but she had to wash her hair, there were ropes of dried spunk in it.

Emerging from the shower wrapped in a towel she saw Max was dressed again and sitting behind his desk, papers before him.

She gave him a quick flash of a smile before dashing over to where her clothes were scattered, and she debated putting on a show of getting dressed. She decided against it, quickly getting dressed again and sitting down across from Max.

“A contract to work for E&I Enterprises,” Max said, sliding a piece of paper over the desk to her.

It was several pages in total, stapled together. She skimmed it, it was full of dense legalese that she did not understand, on the last page above where she was supposed to sign were a load of tick boxes. Many of them were already ticked, and not with pen but actually printed that way.

All of the printed ticks were beside sexual activities that specified ‘Black Male(s) Only’

She put the contract down and took up a pen she saw on the desk, and she signed her name, putting a little cute love heart over the i in Cassidy.

“Welcome to E&I Enterprises” Max said, smiling at her in a predatory way that made Lynn’s abused pussy spasm with fresh lubrication.

 

Lynn Cassidy E&I Filmography to date:

Interracial Casting Couch 27, Blacks in Blondes 29, Sorry Daddy, I’m a Slut for Big Black Cock 9, Laying Pipe 16, My Daughter has gone Black 16, Interracial Anal Invaders 6, Face Fucked by Big Black Cock 17, Monster Black Cock Invasion – We’re coming for your daughters!, Daddy’s Interracial Nightmares 15, Ghetto Gangbangers 9, Suck Black Cock and Swallow Black Cum 5, Help! There is a Negro in my Daughters Ass 6, When Blondes Go Black 6, Interracial Home Invasions – Daughter Slaughter, Cheerleaders go Black 5, White Daughters love Big Black Cock 8, Black Cock Superiority 4, Swallow Black Nut 21, Ruined for whitebois 16, Jungle Fever 26, Moms and Daughters go Black 7, Interracial Glory Holes 19, Anal Facial Interracial 7, White Chicks and Big Black Dicks 11, Daddy’s little Princess is a Big Black Cock Whore 3, No Holes bared to Big Black Cocks 2, I’ve Gone Black and I’m NEVER going back 8, I Love Big Black Cocks 22, Your Daughters is a whore for Big Black Cocks 13, College Sluts go Black 12, Drain my Black Balls! 26, Blondes suck Black 23, Black Snakes on a Plane (Black Phallus video – unattributed), Interracial Home Invasions – Gangbanged Blondes, Slurpin’ Black poles 5, Blondes prefer Blacks 13, White Chicks and Big Black Dicks 27, Interracial Bang Blow Blondes 19, If it isn’t Black, take it back 12, Black Stepdaddy 16, Bust a Nut Blondes 5, Big, Black and in my crack 3, Drain my Black Balls! – Hot Blonde edition, Black Cock, Best Cock!, Blondes Love Big Black Cocks 23, I swallow (if he’s Black!) 22, Negro Womb Invaders 7, When Black Cocks Attack 7, Blacks in Blondes 31, Ghetto Gangbang Fury 7, Interracial Nut Busters, When Black Cocks Attack – Throatfuckers, Negro in the Woodpile (Black Phallus video – unattributed), Nigger Nut Drainers 8, I suck Black Cock 14, Interracial Deep Throat Queens 18, Blacks Fuck Best 6, Nigger Nut Loads 11, Lesbian’s love Big Black Cock 6, Blacks in Blondes 59, Interracial Hotwives 5, When Black Cocks Attack 14, Gag on Black 21, No Whitebois Allowed 4, Interracial Cum Whores 16, Fuck my white throat with your Big Black Cock 6, Ghetto Gangbangers 26, Black up my white ass 3, Your wife likes Big Black Cock 5, When Black Cocks Attack – Hotwife Edition, It’s not cheating if he’s Black 6, Blondes like ‘em Big and Black 11, Blonde fantasies – Big Black Cock Edition, Moms and Daughters go Black 18, Black Cock cum dumps 17, I need Black Cock 24, Bukkake Blondes 15, Negro Suck Sluts 27, Ghetto Gangbangers – Hotwife Edition, Nigger Nut Drainers 8, Interracial Reparations – Blonde edition, Negro Womb Invaders – knocked up blondes, Pregnant sluts for Big Black Cock 9, White Cucks and Blonde Sluts 14