Interracial Sex Porn My name is Leasa. I work in Silicon Valley at a well know software firm
as a marketing manager. I am 5'7", 118 and blonde and blue eyed. At 30
I've kept my body in good shape: 36C-24-35. Needless to say, I was
voted prettiest girl in both my high school and my college senior class.
Because of this most men have always been awkward and hesitant to
approach me. I never had to learn to say "no" because the men were
usually too insecure to approach me.
I met my husband in the Valley, fell in love and got married last fall.
Shortly thereafter a much older, black maintenance man at my company,
named Amos, started flirting with me and asking me out to lunch.
I, of course, would decline as politely and diplomatically as I could
but I always felt awkward doing so.
I told my husband about this but he would just laugh it off and joke
about it. After all, he had seen Amos and knew he was well over 60,
fat, missing a tooth or two, and just a homely man.
Then, after a few weeks of this, one day Amos kind of cornered me in one
of the hallways when no one else was around.
"Hey sweets, you ready to go to lunch wit me yet?' he asked with a big
smile showing a few missing teeth.
"Amos, now you know I'm married and...uh...you know...it
...uh...well...it wouldn't be right," I stammered. But my hesitation
just seemed to make him work harder at his objective.
"Aw, c'mon baby, give a man a break. I's just wants to take you to
lunch. Don't make an old man feel put down!" he said with this pained
look on his face.
I knew he was playing with me but still it all felt so awkward and
difficult.
"Well...I can't really..."
"Baby, just one time!" he cut me off. I tried to think fast but all I
could finally muster was:
"Now Amos you know that..." As I spoke I noticed him looking at my
breasts off and on. Slowly-I don't know how-I began to notice my
nipples becoming erect. "Damn!" I thought, I hope he doesn't notice.
But in my peripheral vision I could see they really were sticking out
prominently against the fabric of my sheer blouse.
I lost my train of thought as he looked time and time again at my
growing nipples.
"C'mon baby, ya can't says no forever," he smiled, obviously noticing my
body's inexplicable arousal.
Finally, I just ran out of energy and ideas of how to refuse.
"Well...alright...but really just once...and please...you know...this is
just as friends...ok?"
With a big smile, Amos responded: "You bet baby, just a one time date, I
know"
"DATE!!!!" I thought. This isn't a date!!! But I couldn't muster
anything that would come out of my mouth. Under this old black man's
verbal onslaught I just stood there half smiling: confused and angry I
had so easily been talked into this.
As I backed away to take leave I noticed the bulge running down the left
leg of his pants. My eye first glanced and then had to take a full look
to see if what I thought I saw was what I really saw. It was!
Amos' cock ran more than half way down to his knee and tented out from
his pants obscenely. He saw me looking but just smiled and continued
looking straight into my eyes. Then reaching over took my hand and
said: "I really, really looking forward to this Leasa baby. I know you
is too."
Somehow my hand just responded and held his Interracial Sex Porn but he wasn't looking at her, he
was looking past her.
She turned around.
"You're the last people I expected to see here," said Jack.
Ali was horrified to see the black man, but then her gaze fixated
between the big man's legs. She was so focused on his swinging penis,
she wasn't even self conscious of her own nudity. Jack's penis dangled
down at least ten inches from the root and his muscular thighs caused
his nut sack to thrust forward. Each time his cock swung, she saw a
testicle the size of a small apple. One ball was bigger then Mike's
entire scrotum. Jack's penis was also very plump, but not the least bit
erect. "Oh my god!" Ali blurted out then immediately turned beet red.
"Not used to a grown up cock, are you?"
"No...I mean yes...I mean I said it because you'd just caught me nude."
Ali knew the lie was thin, but hoped it would soothe her husband's
pride. Then it hit her why Jack was always saying her husband looked
like a child next to him.
"Maybe we should get dressed," said Mike reaching for his shorts.
"A little late for modesty, Mikey" said Jack.
"Yeah, we've seen each other nude already," said Ali. "Just don't tell
nobody at the office about this." She wagged her finger at Jack, then
stared between his legs again. His cock had just extended an inch and
risen up a little.
"This is so embarrassing."
"No, it's not," said Jack. He was carrying a bright towel and dropped it
next to theirs. It was holding his clothes and a mini football.
"Look Ali, we''ve got no reason to be ashamed of our bodies."
"I know, it's just wierd," she said failing to notice, when he said "Our
bodies", he'd only pointed to her and him, not Mike. She laid down on
her towel and realized that with her pussy shaved, Jack was probably
looking right at her slit. Her labia throbbed and a wave of juices
coated it. She hurriedly clamped her legs shut and decided to roll over.
Once on her stomach, she looked up and saw Jack's cock had grown another
inch and was almost vertical to his body, angled down only a little.
Jack laid down on his back with his legs spread, huge balls splayed out
and his cock rising up to thud against his hard stomach. "I'm gonna go
cool off again." Ali stood up.
"I'll come with you," said Mike.
****************
Jack snickered as the wimp and his wife got up and walked down to the
water. Their voices carried across the sand. Mike wanted to leave and so
did Ali, but she thought it would be rude and they should stay just a
little longer. Jack saw the strap of Mike's camera sticking out from
under his tee shirt. He aimed it at Mike and Ali, then held his cock up
with his free hand and used it to blot Mike out of the picture. He
snapped it so that it looked like Ali was standing beside a human-sized
black cock. "Hope you don't mind, but I took your picture," he called as
they came back up.
"Of course I mind, we're not wearing clothes," said Ali.
"Come on, this is vacation. Develop them some place no one knows you.
You're the only ones going to see them. You're not going to look like
this forever you know. Let me take another."
The Boyer's looked at each other and Mike said, "Fine by me, just take
it from the waist up." The guys in the office would be so jealous when
they saw this picture.
"Fine, lean into each other and smile." Jack of course snapped the
picture from their genitals up. Ali came up and took the camera from Jack.
he sat facing away from Jack so he couldn't stare between her legs.
"Mike's still not over his sunburn, so we're going to be leaving soon."
"Sure. Hey buddy, lets throw the football around before you go," said
Jack.
"I Club Hardball Interracial Porn Galleries Amos, you doin' awright, man!" one said. I found myself
blushing. As I did, I could feel Amos lightly squeezing my hand.
Unbelievably, I found myself giving his hand a slight squeeze back.
"What was I doing!?!" I screamed to myself. But as I stood there
smiling demurely behind him-behaving every inch the role of his woman-I
found myself shyly looking to the floor as his buddy would occasionally
glance over from their conversation, obviously checking out my tits and
my now obscenely protruding nipples.
Why couldn't I get control of this situation I would keep thinking to
myself. But then Amos would lead me to the next buddy for a quick
intro, almost like a warrior showing newly won spoils of battle to his
countrymen.
And somehow it aroused me.
Soon Amos led me to our booth. When I sat down, rather than sitting
opposite me, he slid in beside me on my side of the booth.
As we looked at the menu, Amos once again placed his large black hand
onto my knee. After squeezing it slightly, he resumed the slow, ever so
slight stroking of my lower thigh. This obviously impressed his pals
sitting at the bar who could see from their vantage point everything
going on above and below the booth table.
I became very angry that he would show me off like his whore in this way
and decided I would put and end to it right then and there.
After mustering some courage I slowly put my hand under the table and
placed it on his. Slowly I held his hand and squeezed it gently. My
way of saying, please stop.
Amos, gently squeezed my hand back, held it for a few seconds, then
amazingly let go and proceeded to rub my thigh-even more blatantly and
higher than before! I couldn't believe it. I suddenly realized that
this uncouth and uneducated black Neanderthal misread my signal as one
of encouragement!!!
Now what could I do? I was angry and frustrated, but also somewhat
defeated. I couldn't think of how to stop this short of a confrontation
that I didn't feel up to at all considering the environment I was in and
the exhibition Amos and I had just put on for all these onlookers.
His hand was now stroking from my knee to well up under my leather
mini. He was now sliding his hand just inches from my moistened pussy.
At times he would reach under and grab a handful of my thigh, then run
his hand back down to my knee. Then up again under my skirt. Which was
slowly becoming bunched up around my waist. All the while the men at
the bar staring intently and at times whispering to each other.
I felt like some erotic night club act the way these men openly stared
at Amos' pawing of my thigh.
Then Amos looked over at me and looked into my eyes. I had no idea what
to expect as I looked into his homely old face. Without warning he
leaned over and put his thick, black African lips to mine!
"Oh my God!" my mind screamed. This can't be happening to me! No, no,
no!!! Please God, let me wake up from this nightmare!
But this was no dream to wake up from.
I could feel his thick lips pressing mine and working my lips slowly,
confidently, erotically open. And then the warm wetness of his long,
thick snaking tongue into my mouth.
I hesitantly was trying to push him away but my hands just touched his
chest. They froze in place and didn't Black Dick Galleries
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Ride Black Cock her gaze
from his big black cock. It was almost as if it had a hypnotic effect on
her.
"No, I think I'll walk around for awhile." Jack looked down the beach
where the attractive French woman was playing with her kids.
"Ow," moaned Mike suddenly.
Ali and Jack looked at him. He was trying to pull his shorts on and the
material had scraped across his bright red ass. When they arrived, he'd
put sun block on his exposed skin, but not on his crotch or ass after
he'd taken his shorts off. "Oh, Mikey," she sighed, exasperated and
wondering why he looked like she'd just hurt his feelings.
*************
"You guys want to meet for dinner?" asked Jack's voice from the phone.
"No, we're staying in," said Ali. "Mike burnt himself pretty bad again.
He can't even sit down. We're just gonna order room service."
"Wanna meet me for drinks later?"
"No thanks, I'm just gonna call it a night." Mike wanted to avoid the
black man as much as they could the rest of the vacation. Maybe alone,
Jack would meet a woman to spend time with.
Ali hung up the phone. Mike was laying naked on his side in the fetal
position shivering. She had been praying tonight that Mr Big...no, that
no longer seemed appropriate...his penis would be up for a little
action. Now she was stuck babysitting little Mikey again. Some vacation.
Ali showered and put a robe on. They watched tv for awhile and Mike ate
lying on his side in the fetal position. She gave him some aspirin and
tucked him in. Soon he was snoring softly.
It was only ten so she decided to go sit on the balcony and read.
Ali grabbed her paperback and opened the sliding glass door, walking out
onto the balcony.
"How's he feeling?" asked Jack.
Ali jumped. Jack was sitting on his balcony in the dark. He was so dark
skinned, he was hard to see except for the red glow from a cigar. "He's
surviving. He's asleep now."
"He's lucky to have you."
"Thank you." Ali took a seat near the railing to Jack's room. "How come
you aren't out at the bar or casino?"
Jack sighed. "Didn't much feel like hanging out with a bunch of
strangers."
"That's not like you."
"I'm just tired, Ali. Lonely and tired. Sick of meeting people and
having it going nowhere."
"Is it because of your penis?"
"Yes. It scares them. I hate it."
Ali stood and stepped over the railing, sitting down next to the giant
black man, noticing now he was shirtless and wearing only sweat pants.
She took his hand and he squeezed it. "I"m sorry, Jack. Your penis
really is quite large and intimidating."
"If I had a penis, there wouldn't be a problem." Jack lifted his hips
and pulled his sweat pants down to his knees. "This is a black cock,
Ali, a big black cock," he said shaking it and the already semi-erect
monster turned completely hard. "I hate this thing. Do you know what
it's like to be so horny, you think you might explode?"
Ali stared at it in the darkness. Yes, she did. She'd felt that horny
all trip. She felt that horny right now and the feeling was getting
worse. "You seem to like showing it off."
"You seemed to like looking at it," said Jack. "Is it too much to ask
for a woman's touch? Does it scare you? Would you touch it?"
Ali gulped. Touching it was exactly what she wanted to do to it. The
poor man. She was filled with compasion for him and lust for his huge
cock. She was married, monogamous, didn't care too much for blacks, and
all she could think about was a monster sized black dong that no woman
could handle.
Jack stood and moved before her chair. His cock only several feet from
her face. Downstairs, they could hear laughter coming from the tiki bar.
"See Ali, Youtube Cuckold I Want Black Cock body and, seemingly, child sized penis and testicles.
After he climbed into bed he started to mount me. As usual I had to
help guide his 4 inch penis into me. Strangely I felt almost repulsed
by his naked body. Somehow it seemed deficient in some masculine way.
Only later did I realize I was subconsciously comparing his manhood to
Amos'.
He began to hump into me and then slipped out. "God, he's so little," I
caught myself thinking.
I put him back in and he began again. By the third or fourth hump he
began grunting and going through the usual gyration of his orgasm.
I found myself annoyed. All this grunting and bluster about what I knew
was a drip of semen. When I had given him oral sex in the past, I found
I often didn't even know when he came-except for all the grunting and
writhing around-because his cum was so minimal.
After he stopped, he rolled over and was snoring in minutes. It was
then I realized how pathetic our sex life was.
As he snored away I closed my eyes and found myself seeing Amos' bulge
down the inseam of his trousers. Its length and thickness. Its power,
nearly ripping through his pants...for me. All of that size and urgency
because of his desire, his lust, for me.
Soon my hands were beneath the covers working furiously again at my
clit. Sore as the bud was I needed relief from my growing excitement.
As Andy snored my hand worked away and my legs spread ever wider. I was
building toward a fantastic explosion.
I could hear the sticky squishing of my fingers as they worked away at
my flooding channel.
Then it broke!!! Wave after wave of pure passion!!!
"OOOhhh!!!!!!" I half moaned, half screamed, again and again, as I
rode multiples of my lusty, mind numbing orgasms.
When I was done I lay there in a sweat panting heavily trying to regain
myself.
Andy continued snoring and I fell off into a deep sleep.
The next day at lunch I honestly hoped Amos would forget all about it.
But it was foolish of me to think he would.
"Ready for our date?" he said as he ambled up to my desk.
I wanted to scream, "THIS ISN'T A DATE!!!" and just explain to him it
was "just" lunch. But nothing came out of my mouth. I just smiled
weakly. Inside I just didn't want a scene; plus, I knew it would do no
good. He would never listen.
As we walked out to his car in the parking lot I could feel his hand
gently on the small of my back. "Unbelievable! This old, black,
maintenance man has the gall to put his arm around me," I thought to
myself. But again, I couldn't bring myself to object and create some
kind of scene or confrontation. So I let it go.
By the time we got within a few feet of his car I could feel him
becoming bolder and definitely let his hand rest on my lower back. He
now definitely had his arm around me.
He opened the door of his old , dirty '89 Cadillac for me and let me
slide in. As I did I noticed his eyes taking a nice long, obvious look
up under the short leather mini skirt I was wearing. Why had I worn
this sexy little skirt, I thought to myself.
But as I waited for him to go around to his door, I realized my heart
was beating heavily in my chest. I'd liked that he looked up my skirt.
As he slid in his side of the car I smiled over meekly at him.
He looked into my 
Shyla Stylez Mandingo Fuckings orgasm was even bigger then the last.
When Ali recovered, his fingers were missing from her pussy, but his
tongue was skillfully entering and licking her. Her legs had somehow
wrapped around Jack's shoulders and she used them to pull his face
harder into her pussy. His hands were on her robe, slowly pulling it
open exposing first her belly then her breasts.
His hands reached around her legs and grabbed both her breasts. Ali
whimpered in pleasure as his fingers squeezed her nipples and started
twirling them.
Jack played with her nipples for a good while before moving his hands
back down. Two fingers entered her again and he started flexing them,
the tip rubbing against a sensitive spot deep in her pussy. Her moans
grew in intensity and her back arched as a strong orgasm approached, but
Jack quickly pulled his fingers out. "No," she moaned changing it to
"Yes" as he pushed two fingers from his other hand in which started
doing the same thing. Soon she was on the verge again, her hands
clenching the bedspread as it built back up.
Ali felt the wet index finger from his free hand slide under her pussy,
the tip pressing against her anus. She tensed up as it pressed against
her tight little rosebud which reluctantly opened up for the big digit.
Ali struggled to tell him to stop, but he pushed his finger in deep
which sent her body into convulsions as her third orgasm tore threw her
body.
Ali recovered a few moments later aware of a fading pain in her ass.
Jack was pushing two fingers into her ass to match the two still doing a
number in her pussy. He was also sucking on her clit again and a fourth
orgasm was already building. "Yes," she cried. "Oh god yes, don't stop.
Make me cum again." But Jack stopped.
Ali said a little more frantically, "Don't stop now. I'm real close."
"Just changing positions," said the black man.
"Neck's sore."
"Please just one more," she begged as he laid beside her. Jack assumed a
rather weird position. He was laying backwards so that his head was in
her pussy, not realizing his cock- sporting another massive erection-
was practically rubbing her face as she laid by his side. Jack's back
was bent whch put his crotch in her face. If he'd just straighten out,
he was so tall, his cock would be nowhere near her face, but he was too
eager to get back to work on her pussy and ass with his fingers and
tongue.
Ali found her eyes drawn to his cock, just inches from her face. Every
now and then it would give a little jerk, practically hitting her on the
nose. Now that she wasn't on the beach or balcony, but inside, she
became aware of an intensely strong masculine scent coming off it. She
stuck her nose close to the swollen head and breathed in the scent,
liking it.
Another orgasm was approaching. This one was taking it's time, but
promising to be intense. She was so grateful to Jack for giving her some
much needed relief, that she kissed his cock head the next time it
smacked against her face. She arched her neck putting her mouth near the
tip and luckily his cock quit spasming holding still as she planted more
grateful kisses around the head. Her kisses turned to licks and soon
after that, her hand grabbed the base of his shaft and bent his cock
down into her mouth.
Jack suddenly quit playing with her pussy and ass, gripping her waist
tightly. He held her and rolled over on his back. Ali found herself
lying on top of him with his cock head still in her mouth. She sucked on
the tip almost more interested in getting him off, then with another
orgasm building. Ali took his cock head out of her mouth as the orgasm
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by some kind of black bronc buster who would ride his blonde mare until
she was completely broken, subdued. Bam! Bam! Bam! He was slamming
away at greater and greater speed and power.
After five to ten agonizing minutes of Amos' pounding into my aching
pussy, I felt an enormous orgasm building. It built very quickly and
then erupted in flashing light for me. I soon realized I was screaming,
clutching him to me, my legs wrapped up around his pumping ass, his
hips still pounding madly into my vaginal channel, breaking my pussy
wide open like no man had ever done.
Soon his grunting began and then came one final, very hard slam deep
into my pelvis. Like molten lava I could feel him spewing himself deep
into my womb.
I knew he was impregnating me right at that moment.
And I knew I would forever be his for the rest of my life.
When he was done I looked up at him, pulled his head down to me, put my
lips to his and kissed him deep and long. My tongue snaked into his
mouth.
We kissed deeply for minutes. When our lips softly parted I whispered
to him, "I love you."
His big homely, black face broke into a huge grin.
"Likes I told you, babe," he said, "if you just give dis nigga a
chance, I make you one happy, lil' slut for black dick."
He slowly withdrew what appeared to me a black, slimy python from my
still clutching pussy lips. He pulled out with a pop as my pussy was
now so agitated with lust for him it did not want to let him go.
As he turned his back to me and lit a cigarette, I sat up and leaned on
one arm just gazing at him. He was fat, his big black ass cheeks sagged
from behind, and his gut bulged even from the sides. He didn't have
love handles, they were more like saddles.
Then as my gaze lowered, between his skinny, bow legs hung the most
enormous, out-sized pair of balls I have ever seen. They hung a full
half a foot down from his groin. They were easily the size of tennis
balls.
As I just sat transfixed looking at these big, hairy things I concluded
again that for sure this man had just seeded me. I would certainly be
mothering his child within the year. No woman could receive a discharge
from a pair of testes of these dimensions without being fertilized.
As my admiring gaze continued, I could see that hanging even below his
elephantine balls was a still semi hard, horse-like cock. It hung its
still swollen head down at least 3 inches below his low slung balls.
And hanging from the uncircumcised cock head was a gooey rope of semen
still drooling from his dick.
As he turned to me I was almost shocked by his ugliness. His gut was
huge, his smirk revealed some missing teeth, some gold teeth, his nose
flat and wide across his face, and his genitalia were just plain
'abnormal' in their size.
But in my eyes all I could see was an incredibly masculine, African
tribal chief who had just seeded his white slave girl. And he did it as
only an African chieftain could. Violently and completely!
I realized that this African specimen of a man was far different, far
more powerful than any of the white 'boys' I had been with before.
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She turned around.
"You're the last people I expected to see here," said Jack.
Ali was horrified to see the black man, but then her gaze fixated
between the big man's legs. She was so focused on his swinging penis,
she wasn't even self conscious of her own nudity. Jack's penis dangled
down at least ten inches from the root and his muscular thighs caused
his nut sack to thrust forward. Each time his cock swung, she saw a
testicle the size of a small apple. One ball was bigger then Mike's
entire scrotum. Jack's penis was also very plump, but not the least bit
erect. "Oh my god!" Ali blurted out then immediately turned beet red.
"Not used to a grown up cock, are you?"
"No...I mean yes...I mean I said it because you'd just caught me nude."
Ali knew the lie was thin, but hoped it would soothe her husband's
pride. Then it hit her why Jack was always saying her husband looked
like a child next to him.
"Maybe we should get dressed," said Mike reaching for his shorts.
"A little late for modesty, Mikey" said Jack.
"Yeah, we've seen each other nude already," said Ali. "Just don't tell
nobody at the office about this." She wagged her finger at Jack, then
stared between his legs again. His cock had just extended an inch and
risen up a little.
"This is so embarrassing."
"No, it's not," said Jack. He was carrying a bright towel and dropped it
next to theirs. It was holding his clothes and a mini football.
"Look Ali, we''ve got no reason to be ashamed of our bodies."
"I know, it's just wierd," she said failing to notice, when he said "Our
bodies", he'd only pointed to her and him, not Mike. She laid down on
her towel and realized that with her pussy shaved, Jack was probably
looking right at her slit. Her labia throbbed and a wave of juices
coated it. She hurriedly clamped her legs shut and decided to roll over.
Once on her stomach, she looked up and saw Jack's cock had grown another
inch and was almost vertical to his body, angled down only a little.
Jack laid down on his back with his legs spread, huge balls splayed out
and his cock rising up to thud against his hard stomach. "I'm gonna go
cool off again." Ali stood up.
"I'll come with you," said Mike.
****************
Jack snickered as the wimp and his wife got up and walked down to the
water. Their voices carried across the sand. Mike wanted to leave and so
did Ali, but she thought it would be rude and they should stay just a
little longer. Jack saw the strap of Mike's camera sticking out from
under his tee shirt. He aimed it at Mike and Ali, then held his cock up
with his free hand and used it to blot Mike out of the picture. He
snapped it so that it looked like Ali was standing beside a human-sized
black cock. "Hope you don't mind, but I took your picture," he called as
they came back up.
"Of course I mind, we're not wearing clothes," said Ali.
"Come on, this is vacation. Develop them some place no one knows you.
You're the only ones going to see them. You're not going to look like
this forever you know. Let me take another."
The Boyer's looked at each other and Mike said, "Fine by me, just take
it from the waist up." The guys in the office would be so jealous when
they saw this picture.
"Fine, lean into each other and smile." Jack of course snapped the
picture from their genitals up. Ali came up and took the camera from Jack.
he sat facing away from Jack so he couldn't stare between her legs.
"Mike's still not over his sunburn, so we're going to be leaving soon."
"Sure. Hey buddy, lets throw the football around before you go," said
Jack.
"I Interracial Sex Porn didn't push at all.
Why would he just start so confidently frenching me in front of this
crowd? My mind struggled to think of what to do as my mouth was being
worked open by Amos' oral ministrations.
But then I realized what had spurred him on to do what he did as his
hand continued stroking high up under my skirt. I realized that the
moment he looked over at me he had just reached high enough up my thigh
to feel my spreading wetness.
My wetness told him I was now his.
And his tongue continued to push through my lips and coil around my
tongue. And I admit my lips, so little at first I hardly noticed, began
to work back. My mind felt like it was going blank, surrendering as I
began, finally, kissing him back hungrily. Offering my tongue fully to
him with complete abandonment-for all to see.
Then he took hold of my arm and without pausing from our passionate
frenching put it around his neck. I needed no more encouragement. I
began stroking his neck, the back of his old balding head with a passion
I'd never had before while making out with any man...including my
husband.
I felt Amos begin to stroke my face and then let his hand slide down to
my breast. At first stroking it, then beginning to paw it heavily.
Soon Amos was grotesquely mauling my tits through my sheer blouse.
Squeezing them and pinching my swollen nipples. He continued tweaking
my nipples even pulling them out obscenely, I am sure to impress his
leering pals at the bar with his command over the white blonde he was
conquering and making into his whore right in front of them.
As we now were slobbering into each others mouths we noticed a man
standing next to the booth. It was an older black man whom apparently
Amos knew and who owned the bar.
As we stopped our tonguing and looked up at him, Amos' hand still
working away at my tit, he said, "Why don't you two take it to the back
room". And then he threw a key onto the table and walked away.
Amos picked it up and began pulling me by the hand from the table toward
a room in the back of the bar.
As I rose from the table I could see my blouse was half undone and my
leather mini skirt was embarrassingly bunched up around my waist more
like a thick belt than a skirt. As I tried to push it down with my free
hand I realized every man at the bar could see the large wet spot on my
crotch. They now all knew how wet I was for Amos.
As Amos pulled me to the back room, I could see these old blacks rubbing
their dicks through there pants and mumbling obscenities about me as we
passed by them.
In shock I thought to myself, "God, I really have become this old, black
man's whore. Can't I even say no to an over sexed, black maintenance
worker?"
When we got into the back room Amos closed the door and faced me. Right
then and there I wanted to say no more take me home. But he just
grabbed me into his arms and began kissing me deeply. I responded
immediately this time, my tongue exploring his mouth.
When he broke away from my arms he shoved me back onto a half-bed,
half-cot in the office. He looked down at me and began unbuttoning his
shirt. "Get undressed, " he commanded, almost casually.
I hesitated for a long moment. I wanted to say no. I thought of my
husband. Then I pictured him walking toward