Chapter 10
If Dianne had any idea in her mind that she was going to obtain her freedom because of her superlative sexual performance, she had to banish it. For Lester had other plans for her.
That night when the Mexican guard came home, he came downstairs, too. Once more he was wearing only his boots and his jock strap.
"Hi, Dianne," he smiled at her.
Reaching for a whip, he brought it down over her bosoms.
"When I pay some attention to you," he grinned, "I want you to say thank you."
Dianne's eyes glistened with rage. However, she had learned through bitter experience that it was best not to make a fuss. Therefore, she did not complain.
"Thank you," she mumbled feebly, "thank you."
"Now that's not loud enough," he told her. "I want to hear it real loud and clear."
"Damn you," she exclaimed, "I'll say it the way you want me to. Thank you! Is that loud enough?"
Seeing that she was becoming sarcastic, the Mexican guard felt he had to discipline her. Bringing the whip down once more over her beautiful bosoms, he smiled at her.
"You must never be sarcastic with your friends," he grinned.
As his white teeth flashed against his red lips and his swarthy, dark skin and his eyes glistened with evil desire, she wished she could kill him. Such a thought had never entered her mind before.
When the Mexican guard saw this evil glint in her eyes, he was thrilled. For it meant that he had reduced her to his own level. He was a man well acquainted with the urge to kill. And it thrilled him to see that he could bring another human being to such a degraded, debased state.
"Dianne," he laughed, "I'm beginning to believe you understand me."
She didn't say another word. She was thinking. And she was thinking that she never could go through this again.
Nevertheless, he knew what he was going to do.
"I'm gonna be real nice to you," he told her. "Real nice. I'm gonna give you an opportunity to lick my boots. Now lick them real nice."
Before he moved forward to let her lick his boots, he stepped out of his sweaty jock strap. Dropping it to the floor, he got another idea. Picking it up, he told her, "Lick my jock strap."
Dianne could not object to anything he requested. Immediately she licked the evil, sweaty jock strap.
"Now, baby, now," he whispered, "I want you to lick my boots."
Dropping the jock strap, she bent over. It hurt her to do so. For her wrist bands held tight again.
"Lick them," he demanded, not raising his feet.
She licked his boots even though it hurt her so much to bend over.
"Now," he said as he bent over, exposing his ass cheeks to her, "lick out my ass hole."
Dianne licked the guard's ass hole. She could see his penis lengthen. It was obvious that he obtained enormous pleasure from this perverse act.
"Yes," he smiled at her, "that's real good. Now I'm gonna give you my cock. Inch by inch."
He did unfasten her wrists now. For he said he wanted her to grab his cock when she sucked it. He also informed her that he expected her to massage his balls while she was blowing him.
She didn't like any of this. Nevertheless, she agreed. At this point he was only too eager to be pleased. And she was willing to please him.
He knelt over her face. He brushed his buttocks right over her lips. Then moving back, he let his balls slip into her mouth. Dianne sucked on his testicles. He loved the erotic sensation and so did she.
"Nibble my nuts and suck them," he demanded. "That's what I want you to do."
She let her tongue slide gingerly back and forth across his balls. He enjoyed this erotic sensation.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now I'm gonna give you a chance to suck me off. I want you to do it real good."
As his balls slid out of her mouth, he gently eased his hard, long shaft inside. Once his male member was in her mouth, she began sucking smoothly. He thrilled to the delightful, erotic sensation of her mouth moving back and forth across his cock.
"Tongue it," he told her. "Use your tongue on it."
Dianne's hot tongue swept back and forth across his shaft.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "That's how I like it. Suck me off."
She let her lower lip drag over his cock head. This pleased him. She let her tongue gently caress the crease of his cock. That made it quiver. Grasping her head, he roughly stabbed it down her throat.
"It won't be much longer now," he told her. "Just hang tight."
He was riding it down her throat. And she hated it. Every awful moment of it.
"Yes, yes," he cried ecstatically, "that's what I want you to do."
Dianne was doing her best to give him a super cock suck. And he was doing his best to entertain her. All at once his thick penis exploded. A steady stream of hot, white cream shot down her throat.
"That's it, baby," he told her, "now you've got my cock in your mouth. Keep sucking on it."
He was pleased at the way she went on sucking him.
"Ohhh, beautiful," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Just right."
When she had finished licking on the head of his penis she moved down toward the shaft. He enjoyed the fact that she seemed to be willing to accommodate him in every way she knew how.
"Yes, Dianne, yes," he told her, "just keep that up. I really enjoy that."
Dianne licked at his balls as well. Then she let her tongue gently caress his ass crack.
"You know how to do it all," he told her proudly. "You could work in a whorehouse here in Tijuana."
That idea seemed strange to her. Nevertheless, she figured he might be trying to recruit her. For a strange thing was indeed happening to her. As she went on spending so much time and energy around various men's crotches, she was finding she enjoyed it. She liked licking their steamed-up balls. She enjoyed sliding her tongue up their ass holes. And she didn't even mind sucking the cream out of their cocks. As a matter-of-fact, she was so thirsty now she could hardly wait until he let his penis explode.
She didn't have long to wait. For the dark-skinned guard pumped his long, hard shaft vigorously now as he gripped her head.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Yes. Suck it off. That's the way to do it. Eat me."
His hot, long penis spurted in her mouth, delivering its sticky white contents.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "eat me. Eat my cock load."
When he had finished spurting his seed in her mouth, he pulled out.
"Did it taste good?" he asked in a husky voice.
Dianne looked up. Her eyes met his eyes in a direct stare.
"Yes," she nodded. "Yes, it tasted very good to me."
It pleased him that she said this.
"Maybe you should go in the business of giving good head," he told her. "A lot of guys come down here to Tijuana. Half the Navy is here, honey."
"Would I make any money?"
"Sure you would," he assured her. "We have the place. We have the pimps and the taxis. They bring the guys there. It's a big operation."
Dianne laughed.
"I never thought I would come here for this purpose," she told him, "but I guess a lot of people do it. I've heard about women in Nevada."
"Women all over the world charge for sex," he told her, "so don't you feel bad about it. The way you come after me and my buddy here, I think you could make a lot of men happy."
"I'm not a gang-bang girl," Dianne said seriously. "But maybe I could do it."
While she was appearing reluctant, inwardly she was desiring it.
"We want to keep you here," he warned her, "until you want it real bad. Then you'll be able to really make guys happy when they fuck you. Otherwise, you might think you were doing them a favor. Actually, the guy's doing you a favor. He's feeding you his hot, juicy cum load."
Dianne laughed at that.
"You have a warped and twisted way of putting everything, don't you?"
"I guess so," he admitted.
At this point she was only to eager to get him to come her way. Finally, he took the chains and tossed them to the side.
"Maybe you've been disciplined enough. You can start to work tonight."
"What?" Dianne asked nervously. "Working tonight? What do you mean?"
It didn't take long for the Mexican guard to explain to her what he expected.
"We'll have you all showered and cleaned in a nice bedroom, honey," he told her. "You don't have to worry about a thing. You can even put rubbers over some of the guys' cocks. You try slipping a rubber on their cock and if they don't like it, then you have to do it the other way. But you can try." Dianne listened.
"How much do those guys pay?"
"They pay twenty-five bucks for a head job," he told her, "and fifty bucks to fuck every which way."
"You mean, up my asshole and everything?" she asked.
"In your armpit, too," he chuckled. "Have you ever had a man stick it in your armpit?"
"I'll confess I haven't," Dianne said, almost as if it was a status symbol to have someone do it via the armpit.
"Let me try it," he told her. "I think I could give you a good time that way."
Even though it sounded sick to her, she thought it might be an interesting diversion. She lay back on the cold cement floor. And at this point the Mexican guard instructed her in the fine art of armpit fucking.
"You have to make your arm move up and down as if it was your pussy. The same steady rhythm. Let's try it."
Just the contemplation of doing it in this unusual and awkward manner, seemed to ignite him. His cock stiffened. Dianne raised her arm.
"All right," she agreed. "I'll do it that way."
She raised her armpit up and down.
"Now, baby, now," he told her. "That's how you do it. Yes."
He lunged forward. His cock was driving into her armpit. Dianne was doing her best to please him.
"Up and down," he exclaimed. "Faster. That's it. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Keep it up. Now, now!"
She was getting him more and more aroused.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Yes. Beautiful."
He was pleasing her completely at this point.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "I like it. Just like that. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. I love it."
The delicious excitement that he felt had him trembling.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know what you're doing to me. I love it. Fuck me."
Dianne immediately understood how important it apparently was for her to keep her armpit gliding up and down. She was making the motions with her pussy, even though he wasn't fucking her there. When the Mexican guard glanced over his shoulder and saw her mound moving, he inserted two fingers in her. That helped her. For she could establish the same rhythm in her armpit that she was accomplishing in her vagina. She enjoyed the feel of his fingers as he massaged her clit. This added fire to her armpit movements.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Ohhh, fuck, fuck!"
Pleased and proud of her performance she went on doing it for him. It wasn't going to be much longer before he shot his cum load.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed, "do that. Ohhh, baby, you're beautiful. I love that. Now, baby, now."
He had discovered how much he enjoyed it.
"You're wonderful," he told her. "You are. You know that, don't you?"
Dianne looked at him and laughed.
"Yes, if you say so," she told him. "If you say so, I'm wonderful."
It ignited the fire within her loins to see how he could stimulate her.
"Baby," he whispered, "you don't know how much it means to me to have you fuck like this." . All at once she felt his sticky cum. He had gotten to that point.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed anxiously. "Ohhh, keep milking my pecker with your arm."
Finishing the armpit fuck, she was glad that she could succeed. It was strange how she felt the need to do everything.
Now he began discussing business with her.
"These men want to see a lot of things," he told her, "and it will require a little education. I want you to see what we can do with a banana and a salami taped together."
"What are you talking about?" Dianne asked in disbelief.
He didn't say a word. But he walked out. When he returned with a salami and a banana taped together, she understood.
"You stick the salami in your pussy and the banana up your asshole," he chuckled.
Dianne stretched out.
"Why the fuck do they want to see this?" she asked him curiously.
"How would I know?" he told her. "You tell me. People are sick these days. They want to see everything sexually they can see. It doesn't make sense, I know. But, please, try it."
Even though she thought it was silly and sick, she lay back. She let him slide the banana into her. And then she eased the huge salami into her vagina. Her body accepted them.
"Fuck me," she exclaimed. "Fuck me."
She enjoyed the strange, erotic action of the salami stabbing into her pussy while the banana rode up her asshole.
It was a funny sensation. Nevertheless, she enjoyed it.
As she continued sliding the banana and the salami in her pussy, she couldn't help congratulating herself.
"I guess I'm pretty good at this."
The Mexican guard assured her that she was. Then he let it be known why he wanted her to do this. He sat down on the floor and spread his legs. Then he began jerking on himself.
"It is very stimulating for some men to see a woman degrade herself like this. Go ahead. Keep it up."
He observed her every moment and became more fascinated.
"Faster," he told her. "Let's keep our rhythm together. It would really be something if we both could do it. I mean, you could do it and I could do it at the same time."
The idea appealed to her. She wondered if she was capable of doing such a thing.
"All right," she agreed, "I will try. I'll do my best."
Sure enough, she was trying. It was not going to be easy. But she was trying.
"That's the way," he told her. "Just keep it up. Harder. Faster. Keep stabbing it into yourself."
She knew what she had to do.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Now you're doing it. Just like that."
The Mexican guard went on jerking on his thick, long penis while he watched her stabbing the salami in her pussy and the banana up her asshole.
To her surprise and delight, Dianne discovered there was indeed a measure of pleasure in this perverse performance. She never calculated that she could derive any pleasure in such a strange act. However, as the salami would stab her pussy and the banana would ride up her asshole, she discovered an erotic thrill.
"Fuck it," Dianne panted as she pumped into herself. "Fuck it."
When the guard caught sight of Dianne's delight, it ignited him. His balls tingled with erotic excitement. He went on clamping his hand on his cock. Then moving closer, he told Dianne they should switch.
"I'll fuck you," he told her, "if you will pull my meat." Dianne nodded.
"But promise me you'll let me suck it before you shoot."
Her strange request appealed to the guard.
"Sure," he told her. "I'll let you do it that way."
She went on just as he told her to. Reaching over, she gripped his mainstem. She pulled on it lewdly. At the same time he crudely gripped the salami and the banana. He plunged them both into her. Up the salami rode into her pussy and high up her asshole the banana slid.
"You've really got it going," she told him. "It feels fantastic."
"I knew you'd like it," the guard grinned. "Just keep jerking on me. When I'm ready to explode I'll let you suck off my load."
He continued thrilling and pleasing her. Finally, she bent over. Sliding her mouth over his cock, she sucked hard. She did not have long to wait for him to explode his load. For his hot, thick cream shot in her mouth as she gulped joyously. At the same time he went on stabbing the banana into her asshole and the salami into her pussy. She came, too. The hot pussy juices gushed out of her box in a blaze of sexual release.
When she had finished entertaining him this way, he suggested something else that really revolted her.
"You haven't met my friend Friday, have you?" he asked her.
"I don't think so," she shook her head.
The Mexican guard turned. He stepped out again. She always enjoyed seeing his body. For his broad shoulders and trim waist and rippling muscles excited her.
However, when he returned with a big German Shepherd dog that he called Friday, she hated him.
CHAPTER ll
"Why are you bringing that dog in here?" Dianne demanded.
"Friday is my friend," he told her.
"I don't even care if Friday is your friend or not," she exclaimed angrily, "I don't want to have anything to do with that damn fucking dog."
"Relax," he told her. "Let's have some fun. Friday, how would you like to fuck her?"
The dog grinned. Then the guard went out a moment. He returned with a big steak.
"Stretch out on the floor, Dianne, and spread your legs. I'm gonna put this steak over your pussy."
Placing the steak over her vagina, he let the dog go for it.
"I'm afraid," Dianne said, looking up at him fearfully. "The damn dog will bite me."
"He doesn't want to bite you," he laughed, "he'll just eat the steak."
Dianne wasn't so sure. She thought it would be an awful way to go. She could see it now. "Girl found with her pussy eaten out by a dog."
When she noticed the dog was through, he took the bone away.
"Now I want you to part your pussy and I'm gonna show you something."
Parting her pussy, she observed what was going to happen next. For the big dog got down there and started licking her. After the dog had lunged his tongue in a few times, she observed he was getting an erection.
"You wouldn't deprive Friday of a good fuck, would you?" the Mexican guard smiled.
She spread her legs and let the dog stick his thick dog meat into her. She never dreamed she could allow anything like this to happen. Nevertheless, it was happening now.
"Ohhh," she groaned, "fuck me, Friday. Fuck me."
Strangely, as the dog entered her she felt bolts of pleasure surge through her body. She couldn't imagine anything like this happening. But it was. And she was thrilling to every erotic moment of it.
"Give it to me," she begged. "Fuck me, Friday."
It ignited the guard's passion as he watched. For he could see that she could make a lot of money for him if she and Friday would perform a dog act.
"You're both doing very well," he commented crisply. "I'm very pleased with what you can do."
She was anything but pleased with herself. She was disgusted. It was distasteful and awful. Nevertheless, she recognized that perhaps some men would enjoy seeing such a perverse sight as a dog making it with a woman. She had heard of such things.
Friday wagged his tail as he stabbed his thick, long dog penis into her.
This went on for some time.
Tm gonna fuck you," she told the dog. "Come on, Friday, stick it in me."
Dianne was learning quickly. The way to her freedom, she figured, was to do everything that was told to her. It seemed as if she did it with candor and delight and it added to the pleasure of her captors.
She pushed back to meet the dog's driving jabs. And this obviously pleased the warped mind of her new-found friend.
When the dog had gotten his load off, it stimulated the Mexican man. His cock was hard again. When the dog finished fucking her pussy, he got down on the floor and threw her legs up over his shoulders.
"I'm gonna give you a fast ass fuck now," he told her, "to finish."
He guided himself into her asshole. He rammed it in hard. She moved back to meet his driving jabs. At the same time he held up his hands over her bosoms. He enjoyed making it with her like this.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "fuck it. Twist your tail for me."
She kept her tail moving. This pleased him.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "That's the way I like it. Just keep it going. Keep it up."
He was caressing her bosoms and pinching the nipples as he furiously and savagely attacked her asshole. Her ass had been well stretched after all of the screwing. She didn't mind it any more now. It seemed as if she could take anything. Even the Mexican guard's hard, long, throbbing penis up her ass.
The guard continued stabbing it into her rhythmically. Finally, he got his rocks off.
"I'm cuming," he gasped excitedly. "Ohhh, yes, yes. I made it."
Sure enough, he had gotten it. Finally, he withdrew. As he pulled his sticky prick out of her ass he told her that she could go to work the next day.
He gave her a chance to rest. Thank God, she thought, she was out of that horrible cellar. She was happy she could sleep on a bed.
But the very next day she was blindfolded. She was taken in the back of a car to the brothel.
When she got there she was amazed. For it looked like a motel that had been converted into a sex place.
"This is gonna be your room," he told her, "and I want to introduce you to Vicky. She will be in charge of you."
Vicky was not a bad-looking girl. She was an older Mexican woman in charge of the girls.
"Your name is Dianne," she smiled, "and they tell me you're real good at what you do."
"I guess I am," Dianne told her.
"You wouldn't be here if you weren't good at it," Vicky assured her.
There was a distinct hardness and coldness in the way Vicky spoke to her. She tried to ignore it.
"I don't know whether he told you the rules or not," she smiled nervously, "but we try to keep the girls clean. When you're giving a blow job, we want you to use rubbers. Some of the men might object. If they make a big enough fuss, then you have to do it their way. Otherwise, use the rubbers. We want you to be real clean. After you've had it up your pussy or in your ass, you've got to clean up. We don't want to get any disease. A doctor checks once a week."
"So what about my cut?"
"Cut?" Vicky asked.
"Why, yes," she told her. "I'm supposed to get some money from each customer."
"You will," she smiled. "Someone else takes care of that."
Dianne wondered if she would or not.
"There's another thing I should tell you," Vicky explained. "Each room is wired with a microphone. We can hear everything that's going on in the room. So don't try anything funny."
"Don't worry," Dianne told her, "I won't."
"We have some very foolish girls who wind up here," Vicky laughed, "and they try to leave here. But it isn't wise."
Just as she was talking, Dianne heard the shrill cry of a woman in pain.
"What's that?" she demanded.
"Oh, that," Vicky laughed. "That's the sadistic room. Men who enjoy hurting women go in there. You're not ready for that yet."
"I certainly hope not," Dianne assured her. "I'm good at giving blow jobs and putting on some sex shows. And I'll let them stick it in my pussy and up my asshole. But I'll be damned if I'll let them torture me."
Vicky looked at her and smiled.
"That comes later."
It bothered Dianne the way the woman said that.
"Later?" she asked. "What do you mean?" Vicky didn't reply. "I've got to go now," she told her. A short time later a drunken sailor came into the bedroom.
"Hi, angel," he told her. "How would you like to suck cock?"
Dianne nodded and smiled.
"Sure, tiger. Looks like you're loaded."
"So loaded I wonder if I can get the damn thing up," he shook his head.
"Don't worry about it," Dianne told him. "Just pull it out and I'll take care of it."
"Aren't you gonna undress?" he asked her.
"If you want me to," Dianne nodded, trying to comply with his request.
All the while that she was undressing she was thinking. She wondered if this drunken sailor could help her escape. Yet, she knew what Vicky had told her. She knew that every room was wired. She didn't have a shadow of a doubt in her mind that if she ever tried to escape, they would make a big fuss. She figured perhaps it was better to endure and suffer it out.
The man smiled as he saw her take off her skirt and blouse. When she was down to her panties and bra and he came over and helped her, he smiled drunkenly.
"I like to help a lady undress," he slurred.
When she was completely naked he ran his hands all over her body. He dropped to his knees and fondled her pussy with his tongue.
"I thought I was gonna do you, honey," she told him.
She didn't say another word. She let him go on doing what he wanted to do. He let his tongue slide into her. He slobbered about her crotch. As his tongue plunged into her vagina, he flipped it back and forth across her clit. He apparently was getting a big charge out of doing this.
Dianne actually enjoyed what he was doing to her now.
"Ohhh, that feels good," she told him. "Ohhh, slip it in there."
"Old Tony's the best pussy eater in the Navy," he grinned up at her.
"Yes, Tony," she whispered, "you sure do know how to lick. That's the way. Keep it up. Keep your tongue sliding in there."
Tony continued arousing her. She loved it. Reaching down, she gripped his head and held him.
"Eat me," she urged him. "Yes, Tony, yes. I love it when you do that to me."
Tony was giving her a magnificent time.
"All the way," she told him. "Oh, baby, that's the way I want it. Keep it up."
Tony was deriving a great deal of pleasure out of giving her this kind of sexual performance.
"Now, now," he cried anxiously, "push it to me, baby."
She pushed her pussy to him. Then she felt his hands caressing and clasping her bare bottom. She loved it when his fingernails bit into her buttocks.
She loved it even more when Tony parted her ass cheeks. Tony inserted his finger in her asshole, penetrating her rectum deeply.
"Finger fuck my asshole. Eat my box," Dianne gasped in excitement.
The hot-tongued sailor thrilled her. He slid his tongue all around inside of her. He kept his finger sliding up her asshole. Finally she juiced.
"I'm cuming," she exclaimed. "Oh, lick me. Lick my pussy."
He lapped her up. She loved the delicious sensations as he stimulated her all the way.
Now she was prepared to perform for him. Only he stretched out and lay on the floor.
Unzipping his fly, she found his cock. She put a rubber on it. He didn't object. It was limp and he was embarrassed. He could not get it up. She tried her best. She sucked the rubber-covered cock into her mouth. Tony went on jabbing. But it didn't work. He apologized.
"I'm sorry," he told her. "It's not you. It's me. I can't get it up there. I don't know why."
Try as he would, he could not get it up.
"Eat it," he whispered, "eat it."
Finally in desperation she figured she would pull the rubber off and see if she could accomplish it for him. She wanted to succeed.
Easing the rubber off his cock, she began slowly stimulating it with her mouth. Her teeth bore down lightly as she gently nibbled him. Next, she began sucking. As she generated a degree of suction, she got him harder and hotter.
"Ohhh," he gasped, "that feels good. You're getting it."
She was proud of herself. She had gotten Tony's cock up. Now he was shoving it to her with erotic delight.
"Eat it," he told her. "Yes. Suck it. Suck it off."
She was pleased that she could do this.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "that's what I want you to do, baby. Keep it up."
She was becoming more excited than ever. She went on sliding it into her mouth.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "I love that."
This was just the kind of action that he wanted. And she knew how to please him.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "now you are doing it. That's the way I like it."
Tony reached down and guided her head.
"Suck it," he told her. "Suck it off."
She succeeded in blowing him. His hot, white juice spurted in her mouth. She gulped hungrily.
"Yes, yes," he whispered enticingly, "keep licking my prick."
Finishing, she eased off. Tony was asleep now. But she had to get him out. She had been told by Vicky and warned that she had to keep the customers moving.
When the next customer came in, she was fearful. He was a black man in the Navy. She could tell by the outline of his white pants what a huge cock he had.
"I've got something for you," he smiled.
She watched his hands fall down. And then she caught sight of his huge penis. He was not wearing shorts to confine his thick, black manhood. His penis flipped out.
"On your knees," he told her, "and worship the big black cock."
It irritated her to have him speak like this. Who did he think he was?
However, she realized that she was a sex slave and had to perform as prescribed. Dropping to her knees, Dianne looked up at him. He glowered down at her and insisted that she do all the work.
"Grab it and feed yourself," he told her. "That's a good hunk of meat, honey."
She gripped his throbbing, black penis and pulled it to her mouth. She let her tongue gently glide over the head of it.
"Eat it," he commanded. "Suck it. Suck my big prick. Suck it off."
She began slowly sucking. He loved the erotic sensation.
"Keep it up," he told her. "That's the way to do it. Suck, baby, suck it." This fascinated him.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Keep sucking.
She was getting hotter every moment. She tickled his big, swelling, black balls and looked forward to that moment when he would shoot her his thick
"That's the way I like it," he told her. "Just keep sucking me."
She continued sucking on his thick, black penis. She found herself enjoying it.
"That's it," he whispered enticingly, "just keep it up, baby. I want you to lick every delicious drop of it."
Reaching down, the strong black man guided his manhood to her mouth.
"Play with the nuts," he insisted. "That's what I want you to do. Keep it up."
She let her finger tips gently massage and caress his big, hairy, swelling balls. It was all she could do to manage his huge thick penis in her mouth. She hoped that he wouldn't try slipping it down her throat. For she knew she could barely take in his rigid member. All at once the black stud reached down, gripped her head and madly stabbed it into her.
"Take this, cock eater," he told her, "and this!"
He was sweating now as he pumped himself farther into her. His huge black balls rode her chin.
"Suck it out," he said in a demeaning, husky voice. "Eat me."
His sperm spurted into her mouth. She gulped nervously.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her eagerly, "that's what I want you to do."
She gulped. She hated it. Nevertheless, she felt obligated to accommodate his bizarre lusts.
When she had finished accommodating him, she gently pulled away. When she noticed he still had a hard-on it bothered her.
"I'll pay fifty to fuck you every way," he said.
His eyes glistened as his white teeth shone.
"You've got a real cute ass," he told her, "and I want to eat it and then I'll fuck it."
Dianne stretched out on her stomach. The black man got on the bed with her. His huge, black hands gently caressed her curvaceous white bottom. Then he let his pink tongue slide along her ass crease. Finally he stiffened his tongue and lewdly stabbed it up her rectum.
"I'm gonna suck your ass," he panted as he pumped it into her.
Dianne enjoyed the feeling of his tongue gliding up her ass crack. However, she did not like the bite of his fingernails as he clawed at her buttocks. She was certain that he would have her behind bleeding.
"Stop it," she told him.
It was futile to ask him to stop. For it only increased his lusty desires. He let his tongue go on sliding up her ass. And blood was trickling all around her bare bottom.
"Wow!" he told her. "That sure tasted good, baby."
Pulling up now he prepared to make the big plunge into her ass hole. Dianne angled her ass to make it as easy as possible to accept his mammoth male member. Finally he was prepared. With a lusty, hard ram, he slammed it up her ass hole.
"I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you good," he panted as he thrust forcefully.
She wiggled her tail, hoping it would accelerate the moment of climax. "Fuck," he gasped as he rammed it to her, "fuck it."
She was delirious with the pain of his probing penis as it seared up her ass hole. It was far too big to fit in her small behind. Nevertheless, that was precisely what pleased the black stud. He enjoyed the tight fit of his thick, rigid dick sliding up her tender ass hole.
"Please me," he told her. "Wiggle your behind, baby."
She wiggled her ass. Apparently that did excite him. He went on slamming into her roughly.
"Yes, yes," he cried anxiously, "fuck. Fuck it. Twist your tail, baby. Twist and fuck!"
With hard, driving jabs he continued.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Just like that. Now, now."
Forcefully he continued ramming into her. She could hardly stand being battered like this. Nevertheless, he continued doing it to her.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck!"
The delicious excitement went on. He wasn't going to stop now for anything.
"Yes, yes," he told her, "you have done a magnificent job of it. Ohhh, baby, keep it up. Now you're doing it."
All at once she felt the big explosion. The juice was spurting from his penis tip. He enjoyed sloshing his rigid, black cock in his own slick cum load.
When he had finished giving her a good ass fuck, he eased off. He got dressed and left her alone. He didn't say a word to her. It bothered her that he couldn't speak. It was obvious that he was a brutal man.
The next thing she knew, she was being assaulted.
"I'm gonna fuck you," a Mexican man told her, "and fuck you my way."
He was bare-ass naked and had his thick, long cock equipped with a French tickler.
"I can't take that," Dianne objected and turned to run away from him.
"No, you don't," he called out. "You just stay here and take my action."