Sasha Grey Black Cock The black guy had forced her to suck his cock for a while, and then, after a
little more alcohol, she found herself actually necking with him in the back
seat. That was just about the worst thing: lying in each other's arms in the back
seat - just like girlfriend and boyfriend - lips pressed up against each other's;
tongues entwined. Eventually, he had leaned back, and she had been forced to fuck
him, legs straddling his thighs, riding his cock up and down until he came.
Fortunately, the cum from the first rape had provided some lubrication, so it had
not been too painful.
By the time he came, the alcohol had pretty much overwhelmed her, and she was
almost unconscious. Her last recollection before passing out was of the black man
running his cum covered cock into her mouth.
Sandy was still drunk when she woke up.
It was dark, and she assumed that it was the same night.
She found herself in an alleyway. Her blouse, the front ripped open, hung over
her in tatters, but the bra was nowhere to be found. Her slacks and panties were
still bunched up around her ankles, so she pulled them up. But when she tried to
fasten them, she found that the front button had come off. In her drunken state,
this somehow seemed utterly crushing, and she began to sob, lying there in the
alley among the trashcans.
After a while, she pulled herself together. At least her ordeal was over! The
bastards had let her go. Struggling to her feet, she staggered down the alley
looking for help. The alley seemed to go on forever, but she eventually came to
what appeared to be a club or a bar of some sort. A short set of stairs led
downward to a door. Behind it, she could hear music and people talking.
People.
Someone to help her.
Almost crying with relief, she started to walk swiftly down the stairs. It proved
too much for her, however, and she stumbled drunkenly, and fell up against the
door. It burst open and she tumbled head over heels into the bar.
Chowder Harris, the bartender and owner of the nameless little drinking
establishment, looked up in fear as the door crashed inward. His first thought
was the police - at any given time, there was enough prostitution, fencing and
drug dealing going on in his place to fill a small jail - but he immediately
dismissed the thought. He'd slipped money into the right pockets. And even the
police didn't venture into Sasha Grey Black Cock bar with a large black man wearing a tux working it. She asked
for a margarita and waited while he fixed it. The man checked out her
body while she waited. He had a smirk on his face and didn't try to hide
the fact that he was checking out her tits and figure. Such arrogance! A
mere bartender and a black one at that was looking at her like she was a
piece of meat. She took the drink from him and left. As she sipped her
drink, her constant horniness seemed to worsen. Her nipples were so
hard, they rubbed against her bra, irritating her, and her panites were
so wet she could have wrung them out.
Mandy turned to leave the bar and bumped into Ginger holding hands with
a black man. "Oh Mandy," Ginger looked a little embarrassed. "This is
Willie."
"Hi," Mandy said nodding at the big, bald, black man. "Where you going?"
"Oh Willie's going to show me the upstairs. I'll be back in about an
hour or so."
Mandy watched them walk upstairs, knowing deep down that they were going
to fool around.
She decided she needed some new friends.
****************
Latrell rapped out the secret code on the door and waited for the latch
to click. It did and he opened the door, nodding at Bull as Latrell sat
beside him. The room was quite large, but looked smaller thanks to the
grossly obese black man siitting in a chair before some television
monitors. The room was filled with the screens, each showing the view
from one of the rooms in the house.
Latrell stared at the screen showing Willie and Ginger in a room kissing
as they were removing each others clothes. Latrell zoomed in and started
recording. This tape would go in the X-rated version of "Girl's Gone
Black".
As for Bull, Solomon's bodyguard, he was keeping an eye on the boss with
the two girls in the hot tub, but the boss could take care of himself.
One girl was riding Solomon now and Xavier had joined them in the tub,
bringing a white girl of his own.
Bull flipped through the channels coming to a room where a hot teen was
standing before four of the black lifeguards. He hit the volume button
just as Booker, one of the lifeguards said, "You'll do it if you love
me, Vicki." The girl fell to her knees, she hesitated a moment, but then
reached out and fished out the closest black man's cock. She began
sucking on it. The other blacks, started pulling off their clothes, then
the door opend and a hot redhead came in. She kneeled beside the other
girl and started sucking a cock of her own.
Bull did a quick survey of the crowd where all the stupid teen boys were
downing enough xcite-laced beer, their little dicks would be limp for
months. The teen girls were starting to get so horny, they were rubbing
their bodies against their boyfriends. Black men were moving in on some
of them. Then Bull's eyes fell on Mandy
The girl was hauntingly beautiful, thin with pale skin, and medium-sized
breasts that looked bigger on her slim torso. She was sipping a drink
wandering around the house. He followed her with the cameras. She went
out on the deck and walked down the stairs halfway, staring at two of
the girls riding Solomon and Xavier in the hot tub. The girl backed up
the stairs, looking upset and nervous. Bull imagined the Xcite coursing
through Interracial Sex Mommy Loves Black Cock rolled back onto the pool table. While her legs were in the air,
Harris grabbed her slacks and pulled them down. She started to kick and struggle,
but it was too late: she was down to her panties. And those, too, were quickly
ripped off. Within seconds, Sandy found herself stripped naked and lying on her
back on the pool table. She tried to squirm off, but the black man kept his hand
in her hair, pinning her head to the table.
Grinning, Harris bent down and whispered to her: "Just be a good girl. You've
done this before. Try to enjoy it."
Enjoy it?
Once again, Sandy's attempts to protest were sabotaged by the pervasive numbness
in her face and body. She was able to do little more than mumble incoherently as
the black man pulled his face away. She wanted to tell them that she *was* a good
girl - not a whore. And she didn't belong here.
She did'nt belong here.
She was still trying to articulate this thought when the first man approached.
The large black man wasted little time. He just pulled his long, hard cock free
from his pants and climbed on top of her. She squirmed and struggled as he
brought his beer-breath mouth down onto her lips and began exploring her mouth
with his tongue. She wanted to scream, but couldn't, with his mouth covering
hers. She could only moan with pain and humiliation as he started to maul her
breasts while kissing her.
The man misinterpreted her moans. "Feels good," he grunted, momentarily pulling
his mouth from hers. "Don't it bitch." He moved one hand down, positioned his
cock, and rammed it into her with one powerful jerk of his hips. The lubrication
from the earlier rapes had gone, and her pussy was dried and unprepared for this
latest invasion. She grunted with the pain. "Oohhhh..." The penis felt like it
was burning its way into her pussy. Her cry, however, was cut off as the man
brought his lips down against her mouth and began slobbering on her face and
lips. His hips began pistoning back and forth. Her hands flailed uselessly at her
side as he drove his cock in and out of her...
Harris grinned as the girl, slender legs spread wide, satisfied her first
customer on the pool table. She really was a beautiful girl; just like those
girls wearing bathing suits on magazine covers. She was goin' to make him a
fortune. The whole bar was watching now, and cheering and the white whore bucked
and Cuckold Site
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Blacksonblondes as she wrapped her lips around Latrell's cock while Willie
continued to fuck her. Bull was almost rooting for the girl, her will
power was so amazing. She's either deeply in love with someone or she
really hates black men, he thought wishing his cock were normal and he
could be the one to introduce her to black cock. He had given up feeling
sorry for himself a long time ago, but her innocent beauty had his cock
hard and he longed to sink it in her.
Mandy ran downstairs. She opened a door to the den and saw the sexy
red-head giving head to one of the lifeguards while five others stood
waiting their turn. "Allison!" exclaimed Mandy. The other girl, the
brunette with the big tits was laying on the floor nude holding her
belly, sperm pooled on the floor dripping out of the corner of her
mouth.
The black getting the blow job groaned, "Hey, we're seeing
how..ugh...much cum..urh...these two sluts...ahh...can swall..." He
grunted and Mandy watched as sperm dripped out of Allison's chin. The
redhead choked and the black guy's huge cock flew up out of her mouth
splattering enough sperm to fill a mug against Allison's face. There was
more sperm in the black man's one wad then in every hook up Mandy ever
had combined. Allison fell over coughing up cum and holding her belly.
"That's four each," said the guy she had just sucked off.
"Think you could do four, Mandy?" It was Booker, he was walking towards
her, his huge cock bobbing before him.
"Jesus...I'm...tell them I'm going back to the motel," said Mandy
backing out into the hallway.
"Well brothas," said one of the black lifeguards, "lets see which slut
can take the most in her pussy."
Bull watched the girl walk down the hall. Suddenly, she stopped and
reached for Bull's bedroom door knob.
*****************
Mandy saw two of the giant black men coming towards her down the hall
and one wasn't even wearing pants. Mandy tried the closest door to avoid
them. She didn't trust herself anymore, she had almost fallen to her
knees before Booker and another part of her wished she were in Ginger''s
place getting used and treated like a slut by two black men.
Mandy quickly entered the room and shut the door. The room smelled
funny, but enticing. She reached out and found a light switch.
The room was sparsely furnished. Several stained posters of girls in
bikinis covered the walls and there were more stains on the walls
themselves. A pile of dirty magazines sat beside the bed, as did a
crusty towel. Mandy had caught her brother masturbating once and
seen his crusty tissues sitting beside his bed. The towel looked for the
world like those tissues, but magnified a thousand fold.
Beside the bed was a waste basket filled with long balloons like the
kind clowns used to make balloon animals. The ends had been cut off to
make the holes bigger and the tips bulged out, filled with some
substance.
"I use thems to trys to reduce the mess," said a voice.
Mandy looked up, a grossly fat black man was standing by another door.
She could see lit computer screens in the other room before the door
closed. "Who are you?"
"I'm called Bull, who you and whats you doin in my room?"
"Mandy. I'm sorry, I just wandered in here." The man was fat and ugly,
but Cuckold Vid Black Dick Interracial coursed through her body. Involuntarily, she brought the glass back down
onto the counter with a large thump.
"Another?"
Obligingly, Harris refilled it. She didn't want any more, but still she
obediently lifted the glass and again downed the alcohol. It was actually making
her feel a bit better; the pain in her crotch and chest seemed to recede as her
body became increasingly numb. Without realizing it, the tattered remains of her
blouse slipped free of her left hand and fell open, affording Chowder Harris a
clear view of her breasts between the torn strips of cloth.
Staring openly at her exposed chest, he again refilled her glass. Harris was
about to say something when he was suddenly pulled aside by a large,
angry-looking black woman: his wife.
"What are you do'n?" she asked, furious to have found her husband so friendly
with some scrawny, bare-breasted white slut. In the middle of the bar! "Are you
crazy?"
"Listen," Harris whispered, glancing over his shoulder at the girl as she downed
the third shot of whisky. "It's not what y'think. She's just some drunken whore
who stumbled in. We can make some money."
Somewhat mollified to learn that his interest in the bitch was only financial,
his wife released his arm. Still, she wasn't quite sure about it. "The bitch's
probably working," she pointed out. Miles will..."
"You jokin? A white woman around here? For Miles?" Harris laughed. "That'd be
news around here. I'd've heard 'bout it for sure."
He was right, and his wife grunted in grudging agreement. "OK. But just you keep
your hands off her." Harris nodded, happy that she'd given in. The girl was
attractive, but he knew better than to get caught fooling around. His wife was a
large woman, and not shy.
He turned back to the girl. The additional alcohol was already affecting her, and
she was swaying perceptibly on the stool. Harris couldn't help but stare at her
breasts - large and firm - as they jiggled appealingly through the torn front of
her blouse. The girl was no longer even trying to cover them. Strange, though;
she wasn't really dressed like a whore. Too nice. Still...
This was business.
"That'll be ten bucks," he announced, walking up to stand directly in front of
her. She looked over at him in confusion, eyes squinting as she tried to focus.
"Wha?"
"Ten bucks," he repeated. "For the drinks. You 
Cuckold Portal Porn Videos her breasts together. He was fucking his slick
cock between her legs, the thick shaft rubbing against her pussy lips,
while the end slid between her breasts. The head was poking her chin and
she moved her head down to lick it. Bull's cock was just as hard as it
had been the first time. Mandy didn't know how long she had been passed
out, but the sperm on her face was still wet and even a little warm. He
must have an amazing recovery time.
The friction on her wet labia and clit felt too good to deny and she
came again, her hips pushing up into his shaft wishing her pussy was big
enough to take him. The fat man was fucking her furiously and his
stamina was amazing for someone so overweight. When he came again, it
was as much as the first time.
The first wad came out just when his cock was between her breasts. A
wave of cum shot up from between her tits and broke across her face. The
second wad fanned out across her face as he thrust his cock forward
again. Mandy moaned as she got a mouthful of his tasty sperm.
When he had finished and released her, Mandy climbed up off the bed.
"Jesus, how much do you cum?"
"Enough to fill half a two liter of coke," he replied breathing hard and
finally looking tired.
"I'm sorry Bull, but I must go. I need to get fucked."
"I understand. Here," he said pulling a fresh towel out from under the
bed and tossing it to her.
Mandy cleaned his cum off her body. "I'm sorry Bull, I'd fuck you if I
could. I wish I could."
"I wish you coulds too baby, but I understands."
Mandy nodded sadly at him and bent down to grab her clothes. She didn't
bother dressing, she knew where she was going. She left Bull's room and
walked naked down the hall, hoping the lifeguards hadn't drained
themselves with her friends. She opened the door and said, "got room for
one more?"
Vicki was riding Devon's cock and had Booker's stuck in her ass. She was
sucking the cock of a man standing before her and on top of that had a
black cock in each hand, slowly stroking them. Allison was on her back
getting fucked by one black guy, while another sat on her belly, sliding
his cock through her tits. It was so big, she was sucking on the head
each time he thrust forwards. The two black guys, Vicki was fisting
pulled free of her grip and approached Mandy.
Soon, she joined her friends on the floor and learned what getting
fucked truly meant.
********************
Mandy woke up well past dawn. Her jaw, ass and pussy were sore, but
pleasantly so. There was so much sperm between her legs, it had crusted
and hardened, making her legs hard to close. She remembered at least
five guys cumming in her pussy, two in her ass, and she had beat her
friends, swallowing five loads of cum back to back. There were probably
many more, men kept coming to the room, she had fallen asleep while one
fucked her and assumed there had been others.
The door opened and Bull stood there. "Time to go ladies, gets out now."
"Can't we shower first?" asked Vicki holding her head as she woke up.
"No, gets outs now." He winked at Mandy affectionatly as he said it and
she smiled at him. "We're heading back to the city, yous gots to leave."
The three girls staggered to their feet and slowly dressed. Free Interracial Creampies turned. It was Miles. Taylor Miles: the most powerful drug dealer and all
around crime lord in the neighbourhood. He was also, although it was more of a
hobby with him than a significant money making enterprise, a pimp. And a very
successful one. He ran all of the girls on the strip down State Street and in the
surrounding area.
Including Harris's bar.
"Hello Chowder." Miles was not a big man, but then he didn't need to be. The two
gorillas standing behind him took care of that. And even they were really
unnecessary. Miles' reputation preceded him in a very unpleasant manner. "How's
tricks?"
Harris swallowed. This was bad. "F-fine, Mr. Miles," he stuttered. Really bad.
The drug lord nodded at the pool table where the girl was sucking back another
load of cum from the cock presently jammed in her mouth. "Bit of a sideline?" he
asked. "I didn't know you ran girls."
W-well..." In panic, Harris began to blurt out the story, relating how the girl
had suddenly appeared in his bar and then 'offered' to pay off the bar tab by
fucking the customers. It was pretty thin, but...
"Well," the drug dealer smiled (an unpleasant sight), "I'll tell you what I'll
do." He stopped smiling abruptly. "And what you'll do." Harris nodded, willing to
agree to anything that would not involve serious pain to himself. "I'll leave
your bar standing. I'll leave you a hundred dollars of the money you've made from
this whore's ass. I'll leave you in one piece."
Harris gulped.
"In return," Miles continued, "You'll give me the girl. And not try to muscle in
on my business again. Ever. Sound fair?"
Harris nodded, resignedly pulling the wad of money out of his pocket and handing
it over. The drug lord peeled off a hundred dollars, returned it, and put the
rest in his own pocket.
"T-thank you," Harris said, miserable.
Taylor gestured to his two goons. "Get the girl."
Sandy was almost comatose, fucking from instinct and rote, when she felt the cock
slide from her abused pussy without coming. Dazed, she looked up and saw two huge
black men standing over her.
Get it over with...
Trying to smile, she reached up her hands to welcome them. As one, they grabbed
her arms and jerked her to her feet. The force of their pull caused her head to
snap back against the edge of the pool table. There was a brief flash of pain and
then everything went dark... 
Mandingo Video bar with a large black man wearing a tux working it. She asked
for a margarita and waited while he fixed it. The man checked out her
body while she waited. He had a smirk on his face and didn't try to hide
the fact that he was checking out her tits and figure. Such arrogance! A
mere bartender and a black one at that was looking at her like she was a
piece of meat. She took the drink from him and left. As she sipped her
drink, her constant horniness seemed to worsen. Her nipples were so
hard, they rubbed against her bra, irritating her, and her panites were
so wet she could have wrung them out.
Mandy turned to leave the bar and bumped into Ginger holding hands with
a black man. "Oh Mandy," Ginger looked a little embarrassed. "This is
Willie."
"Hi," Mandy said nodding at the big, bald, black man. "Where you going?"
"Oh Willie's going to show me the upstairs. I'll be back in about an
hour or so."
Mandy watched them walk upstairs, knowing deep down that they were going
to fool around.
She decided she needed some new friends.
****************
Latrell rapped out the secret code on the door and waited for the latch
to click. It did and he opened the door, nodding at Bull as Latrell sat
beside him. The room was quite large, but looked smaller thanks to the
grossly obese black man siitting in a chair before some television
monitors. The room was filled with the screens, each showing the view
from one of the rooms in the house.
Latrell stared at the screen showing Willie and Ginger in a room kissing
as they were removing each others clothes. Latrell zoomed in and started
recording. This tape would go in the X-rated version of "Girl's Gone
Black".
As for Bull, Solomon's bodyguard, he was keeping an eye on the boss with
the two girls in the hot tub, but the boss could take care of himself.
One girl was riding Solomon now and Xavier had joined them in the tub,
bringing a white girl of his own.
Bull flipped through the channels coming to a room where a hot teen was
standing before four of the black lifeguards. He hit the volume button
just as Booker, one of the lifeguards said, "You'll do it if you love
me, Vicki." The girl fell to her knees, she hesitated a moment, but then
reached out and fished out the closest black man's cock. She began
sucking on it. The other blacks, started pulling off their clothes, then
the door opend and a hot redhead came in. She kneeled beside the other
girl and started sucking a cock of her own.
Bull did a quick survey of the crowd where all the stupid teen boys were
downing enough xcite-laced beer, their little dicks would be limp for
months. The teen girls were starting to get so horny, they were rubbing
their bodies against their boyfriends. Black men were moving in on some
of them. Then Bull's eyes fell on Mandy
The girl was hauntingly beautiful, thin with pale skin, and medium-sized
breasts that looked bigger on her slim torso. She was sipping a drink
wandering around the house. He followed her with the cameras. She went
out on the deck and walked down the stairs halfway, staring at two of
the girls riding Solomon and Xavier in the hot tub. The girl backed up
the stairs, looking upset and nervous. Bull imagined the Xcite coursing
through Sasha Grey Black Cock whined in lust while the black man fucked her hard. Just what the stuckup
white bitch needed!
Like the two men who had raped her earlier that evening, this man didn't last
very long. Within minutes, he was shooting his load of warm sperm into her now
lubricated pussy. Sandy tried to kick herself free - anything to get his cock out
before he dumped his sperm inside her - but it was no use. She was pinned beneath
him. When he was done, the man pulled away after giving her one last kiss.
Sandy lay limp on the table, gasping for breath as the man's sperm trickled out
of her abused pussy and down her ass crack. She had just started to turn over -
trying to curl up into a fetal position - when the second man climbed onto the
pool table, positioned himself between her still spread legs, and began to fuck
her. It did not hurt so much this time, as her pussy had been well lubricated
with the first man's sperm. The man's cock slid smoothly in and out of her
unprotected pussy. In fact, in her drunken numbness, it almost began to feel
good.
Almost.
As she lay spread on the table being fucked, a thought occurred to her: the
quicker they came, the quicker they would be finished and leave her alone. In her
drunken state, this seemed to be a good reason to co-operate: to get it over with
as soon as possible.
Get it over with as soon as possible.
And so, lying naked and dripping on a pool table in a bar filled with yelling,
cheering black men, Sandra Little, med student and beautiful young woman, slipped
her long, slender legs around behind the man and began to fuck back at him; doing
her best to make him come as quickly as possible.
Harris couldn't believe it! Any doubts about the girl's occupation were
discarded. What a little whore! Not that he was complaining. The crowd went wild
as the girl threw her naked arms around the man's neck and kissed him hard on the
mouth, all the time bucking and heaving beneath him, clearly doing her best to
fuck him back.
Sandy felt the man begin to stiffen inside of her. Quickly, she brought her face
up and began to lick the man on the neck. Ron, one of her boyfriends from back
home, had always loved that. Panting, half with lust, she licked and kissed and
bit the man on the neck as he came inside of her.
As with the first, he climbed quickly off and was immediately replaced by
another. 'Get it over