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Now it was odvious, He had lied about her sex life improving or... he didn't no the truth himself. Harold, and the white men in the videos with their small penises, they could never truly satisfy a woman. Only big cocks, black cocks, could give a woman what she needs. Megan was doomed never to be satisfied during intercourse. Jamal had scared her the last couple times they had been together. The first time, he had roughly grabbed her head and fucked her face like she was just an object designed to make him cum. Last time, he had slammed his entire cock into her ass, telling her that it was Free Interracial Gangbang Stories "Great. Come to the address on the business card at noon and bring your portfolio. bye." Ann listened to the click as Latrell hung up. She didn't have a portfolio yet. She hung up the phone and smiled. She would just have smile and bat her eyes a little more at the interview and they would be fools if they didn't hire her. Ann spent the rest of the day sightseeing and treated herself to a complete makeover, getting her hair and nails done. She also couldn't help but run up her credit card a little more at some of the classy stores on Fifth Ave. ******************** The taxi pulled up to an old warehouse near the docks. Ann got out and paid the driver, then looked at the decrepit building. She looked at the address on the card for the third time since the cab pulled up here. There was no doubt this was the right place. She walked around to the side of the building and noticed stairs leading up to a door. She walked up the stairs and knocked. She saw Latrell through the window and waved at him. "Ann thanks for coming," said Latrell opening the door and swallowing up her little hand in his again. "Come on in, I'll show you around and take you to see Tyrone." Ann followed Latrell into the building. For the most part it was dirty and deserted with a few rooms cleaned up. She passed an empty photography studio and wondered where all the people were. "This isn't exactly what I expected," she said to the black man. "We just moved into this building. It'll take us a while to get it up to speed," said Latrell holding open a door to a small waiting room with an empty desk. A tired looking woman came out of a door by the desk. She was only about thirty, but looked older and she wore a scandelously short skirt and too much makeup. "Tyrone will see you now," said the same nasally voice that she had spoken to yesterday. Latrell nodded and entered the office. The woman had some white yogurt or pudding dripping out of the corner of her mouth and Ann gestured with her finger towards her own mouth. The woman understood and her tongue flickered out and slurped up the white stuff. Ann smiled and followed Latrell into the room. This room was the best decorated so far with a garish carpet, a book case filled with unlabeled video tapes, and a large desk with a computer on it. A giant black man sat at the desk. He was very black and very ugly with a broad face, flat nose, and big lips. He was bigger then Latrell, but not as tall. "Tyrone this is Ann Dutton," said Latrell. Tyrone didn't bother getting up and Ann flashed him her most dazzeling smile and walked over to shake his hand. He didn't hurt her, but he had the most powerful grip she had ever felt. She felt dwarfed by these two powerful men. "Well Miss Dutton," said Tyrone. "Lets see your portfolio." "I'm sorry, but I don't have one," she said trying to look sweet and sad at the same time, turning on the charm. "What, no portfolio. We only deal with professionals here at E&I. Ann's eyes grew wide. These men weren't as easy to manipulate as the boys back home. 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"Even out that tan and you're hired," said Tyrone staring at her breasts. Clear as the picture on the computer was, they were nothing compared to seeing the real thing. "I'll be in the tanning booth within the hour," replied the young woman, who was blushing furiously as the two black men ogled her body. Tyrone looked over at the computer screen. Video orders had stagnated at 150. He needed some more shots. "First, I'll want Latrell to take some pictures for a quick portfolio. We'll take some more when your tan another day. Congratulations," he said shaking her hand without getting up from his desk. The young fool seemed thrilled as she left with Latrell. "Carol come in here and take some dictation," he yelled to his secretary, moving his chair back so that his secretary could crawl between his legs. He looked up at the computer as Carol wrapped her talented lips around the head of his cock. Ann was back on screen changing again and the orders were climbing. ******************** Ann spent the following week sightseeing and she joined a gym to keep in shape. By the end of the week she had an all around tan from going to the tanning salon every day. The problem was all this cost money and hers was rapidly disappearing. This city seemed to suck up cash faster then an Oreck vacuum and she hadn't gotten any calls from E&I yet. Finally, Ann decided she couldn't wait any longer and dialed E&I's number. Carol answered the phone. "Hi, this is Ann Dutton. I was wondering if I'd had any job offers?" "Sure honey," said Ann's nasally voice, "but they're all nudes and you checked "no nudes" on the questionnaire." "Oh really, I didn't know there was that much call for nude modeling," she said into the phone. "We do have an open call for a buxom brunette to do some sexy lingerie shots, if your interested," said Carol. 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Jamal grabbed her blonde hair and held it off her face so that he could watch her suck him off. It felt great having a well-built woman kneeling before him, while swallowing his black monster into her pretty white face. He let her suck him for about twenty minutes before telling her to turn around. Megan eagerly complied and quickly spun around. She felt him kneel behind her and then his cock's plump head was nudging at her back door. "Oooww," she jumped when he pushed the head in. Jamal yanked it out and ran to the bathroom to get more lubrication. Her saliva wasn't enough and he grabbed a bottle of skin cream out of the medicine cabinet. He was already rubbing it into his Black White Dating Sites Doin The Mandingo and Suzie disappearing into a room. Lucky them, they get to take a break. Late in the afternoon, they broke for lunch. Ann was exhausted and greedily ate up the cold cuts from a deli tray to restore her energy. Suzie returned from her break, though she looked dishevelled and even more exhausted then Ann. She sat Ann in the chair and started applying new makeup on her. Ann took a short nap in the chair until the girl nudged her awake and she walked over to the changing room. Ann grabbed the next outfit relieved that they were progressively getting skimpier. That way she didn't have to expend much energy changing any more. This one was a red bra and panties with white fluff around the edges and a Santa Claus hat. She put it on and looked at herself in the mirror Ann didn't recognize the person looking back a her. The blonde had changed the makeup from sweet to slutty. She looked beautiful. Latrell led her into a room with one wall painted with an igloo and a sign that read, North Pole." They finished quickly and returned to the bedroom set for the next couple shots of her in a lacy white garter. The next one was a valentines day outfit which consisted of crotchless red panties, some red string running across her belly, and two tiny heart shaped patches to cover her nipples. Latrell brought in Mark for some more pictures. He was wearing red boxers this time and his erection had disappeared, though she could still see the outline of his impressive cock. Luckily, they didn't have to get too close to each other. The next to the last outfit was just a bunch of thin strips across her body. They covered her nipples but not her areola and they also showed off large strips of pubic hair. Ann refused to wear this one as it was too revealing and called out to Suzie to go tell Latrell. The blonde returned quickly saying, "Latrell says if you don't wear it we won't get paid by our client, but if it's your pubic hair your worried about, I can shave you. Ann couldn't imagine not getting paid for this hard days work and relented. Without the hair sticking out, it would look just like skin. She stripped naked and sat on the bench facing the mirror. The blonde came in with a razor and shaving cream and quickly coated Ann's thick bush. She plugged in the razor and sat beside Ann, leaning over to shave her. Ann watched the girl in the mirror. She could see her wet labia as the girl started shaving the top of her pubes just under her belly. As the girl moved lower the vibration from the razor began having an effect on Ann. She watched more juice coat her labia and her lips parted. When the razor reached the last bit on the nub, Ann could see her clit swelling with desire. She stifled a moan relieved that it was finished, but almost wishing Suzie had kept it up just a little longer. The girl left and Ann rubbed her bare crotch. It felt smooth and sensitive to the touch and Ann shivered as her hand ran over it. She quickly put the ribbons back on, thinking they did look better without all that ugly hair sticking out. Latrell took a lot of pictures of that outfit before telling her to meet him in a different room after putting on the last outfit of the day. Ann was relieved to see the last one wasn't as revealing. It was more of a leopard skin bikini. Well the top was anyway. The bottom was actually a loin cloth that left her ass bare. She liked this look as she felt like some kind of Jungle queen. Of course, the next set was painted like a jungle. There were actually ropes hanging from the ceiling decorated like crude vines. Mark was walking around in a leopard skin loin cloth. His ass was as impressive as the rest of him. Hard and tight, his cheeks flexed as he walked. Latrell put them through several poses. Mark held her like they were swinging Fuckings and began fucking her hard and fast, hearing the slapping sounds of his balls on her thighs. "Your tight pussy gets an A+, slut," he said. After awhile, Megan could feel his cock getting bigger. "My pussy belongs to you now," she moaned. 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I'm gonna need more of that by the end of the week, she thought. "Fuck that," she said out-loud. "I'm going back tomorrow." The woman in the video was right. Black cocks are the best. Megan had graduated. Melanie Jagger Blacks On Blondes "Great. Come to the address on the business card at noon and bring your portfolio. bye." Ann listened to the click as Latrell hung up. She didn't have a portfolio yet. She hung up the phone and smiled. She would just have smile and bat her eyes a little more at the interview and they would be fools if they didn't hire her. Ann spent the rest of the day sightseeing and treated herself to a complete makeover, getting her hair and nails done. She also couldn't help but run up her credit card a little more at some of the classy stores on Fifth Ave. ******************** The taxi pulled up to an old warehouse near the docks. Ann got out and paid the driver, then looked at the decrepit building. She looked at the address on the card for the third time since the cab pulled up here. There was no doubt this was the right place. She walked around to the side of the building and noticed stairs leading up to a door. She walked up the stairs and knocked. She saw Latrell through the window and waved at him. "Ann thanks for coming," said Latrell opening the door and swallowing up her little hand in his again. "Come on in, I'll show you around and take you to see Tyrone." Ann followed Latrell into the building. For the most part it was dirty and deserted with a few rooms cleaned up. She passed an empty photography studio and wondered where all the people were. "This isn't exactly what I expected," she said to the black man. "We just moved into this building. It'll take us a while to get it up to speed," said Latrell holding open a door to a small waiting room with an empty desk. A tired looking woman came out of a door by the desk. She was only about thirty, but looked older and she wore a scandelously short skirt and too much makeup. "Tyrone will see you now," said the same nasally voice that she had spoken to yesterday. Latrell nodded and entered the office. The woman had some white yogurt or pudding dripping out of the corner of her mouth and Ann gestured with her finger towards her own mouth. The woman understood and her tongue flickered out and slurped up the white stuff. Ann smiled and followed Latrell into the room. This room was the best decorated so far with a garish carpet, a book case filled with unlabeled video tapes, and a large desk with a computer on it. A giant black man sat at the desk. He was very black and very ugly with a broad face, flat nose, and big lips. He was bigger then Latrell, but not as tall. "Tyrone this is Ann Dutton," said Latrell. Tyrone didn't bother getting up and Ann flashed him her most dazzeling smile and walked over to shake his hand. 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