Chapter 9
"Sandy, I won't do it! I just won't!" Carla, her hair in rollers, was shouting into the telephone. It was mid-morning and she had just gotten up, awakened by the ringing of her girl friend's call. "You probably know already what happened last night, don't you?"
"Yeah. I heard from Stu. But what's so awful about it? You don't owe the money any more, isn't that worth something?"
"Sure! But I don't have to go through it all again, not for you, and certainly not for Stu Watson!"
There was an ominous pause on the other end. "Uh, Carla, I didn't want to have to tell you this."
"Tell me what? What is it, Sandy? Have you been holding back something on me? Tell me!"
"You have to agree to this date tonight.
It's a special one and we both get a lot of money for it. Think of it, Carla, money for clothes and jewelry, lots of it for once. Not just living from one of Clark's paychecks to the next."
"I'm not interested, Sandy, and that's all I have to say about it!" Sandy paused again, she'd lost a battle but not the warshe was holding the special weapon Stu had coached her on. Yes sir, that man was a genius, he never seemed to miss. "Carla, you have to do it. There isn't any choice."
"What do you mean? Of course there's a choice. I'm no slave to Stu Watson or to anybody else!" she shouted.
"He's got you, Carla. He made tapes of last night, tapes of everything," she lied. God, she'd better buy this line or I've lost her!
"Tapes? You mean ... "
"Right, the whole works. I've heard 'em and, believe me, they wouldn't play them on the radio, if you know what I mean."
"But ... but how could he? I thought ... "
"Never mind what you thought. It's a different ballgame now. That is, unless you want Clark to find out. Watson's perfectly capable of going right to your husband with those tapes."
"Sandy, w-what can I do," she said weakly, the wind suddenly knocked from her sails.
"Never mind the details, you just be ready to go out at eight o'clock. I'll see you then."
"But ... "
"No buts. Just wear something sexy and be ready when I come for you. Just leave it all to me!" Brother! If last night was a mistake, tonight had to be an absolute catastrophe! Carla sat shaking her head, still wondering how she could have been so stupid, so naive, to get sucked into something like this.
Sandy had picked her up, just as she had promised, but this time she had thrown in something special. A couple of pipefuls of hashish that the blonde girl had brought along for them to smoke on the way over to the Shangri-La Inn. Carla had tried it before and she wasn't particularly strong on it either way. It was all right, she supposed, but liquor was as much fun, she thought, and had the benefit of being legal.
But that was an hour ago and now the two of them sat with a couple of strangers in one of Stu Watson's beachside bungalows, listening quietly to the stereo as Sandy passed around another pipeful of the incredibly potent Middle-Eastern hashish. And even here there had been another surprise, this one as devastating as the first ... their dates were Negroes!
Suddenly Sandy got to her feet and began to move slowly around the bungalow's only room, moving in time with the music as Carla watched numbly, her thoughts beginning to soften as the hashish did its task enviably.
Swaying smoothly from side to side, Sandy reached for the zipper that ran down the front of her jumper. She pulled slowly on the zipper, one arm swaying drunkenly above her head, beginning ever-so-slowly to remove her clothes before these totally strange men. Carla, like the two men, was entranced, mesmerized by what Sandy was doing. The anticipation charged the atmosphere like a million volts of electric current. Sandy's hips moved slowly at first, then began to bump and grind with a growing lustful intensity as the two men and Carla looked on dazedly. She tossed her long blonde hair from side to side, letting it drape freely and loosely over her shoulders as she moved with the beat of the music.
Then she eased the zipper down to her navel, exposing enough of her ample cleavage to start the two black men breathing fast and heavy. Her breasts seemed to be straining to escape the concealment of her jumper, peeking from beneath the fabric in two soft, voluptuously inviting mounds. One last tug and they were free, swaying heavily as she gently rocked from side to side. The two men's eyes were wide with excited disbelief as they watched this incredibly lascivious display, this beautiful young white girl stripping to her ripe, full nakedness right before their eyes! But best of all, she belonged to them! She was theirs for the night! Hilbert could feel his cock already aching painfully inside his pants, straining, yearning to be set free and allowed to enter this lovely creature. He tried to imagine what her pussy would be likewet, soft and pink, exposed and vulnerable. Just waiting for his long hard cock to fill her like she'd never been filled before.
With one hand, Sandy lifted her breasts, just enough to savor their rounded fullness. They stood taut and high, quivering at the touch of her own fingers flowing caressingly over the warm smooth flesh. They seemed to be dancing a swirling dance of their own, shivering with the African rhythm of the music, inviting the two black men forward, urging them to take her hard, throbbing nipples in their mouths. Begging them to answer the gnawing, churning need in her belly.
Balancing on one foot, she tugged the jumper down to her ankles and kicked it away from her, leaving nothing but her tiny blue bikini-style panties between the eyes of the men and her own delicious nakedness. The brief little panties were not nearly large enough to cover her ripe full buttocks completely; as she spun slowly around before her "audience", they could all see where the long flowing curve of her smooth unblemished back soared inward, then swept out again and joined the arching curves of her buttocks. Half of each ivory-white ass-cheek was revealed beneath the taut sheerness of her panties. Above in the deep arch of her gorgeous back, the twin dimples of her buttocks stared back at them like tiny eyes.
Except for the sound of the music there was not a sound to be heard in the stuffy room as she ground her hips back and forth to the hypnotized threesome, daring them to yank the thin flimsy panties down over the flaring swell of her hips, over the sparse golden triangle of pubic hair at the junction of her thighs, and down along the long smooth length of her supple and shapely thighs. Then coyly, she rolled them all the way back up to her hips again.
Her eyes closed, her mind whirling as she floated through space, she ran her hands down the full length of her ripely curved body, brushing her palms over the tender sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. Her fingers hooked again in the tight waistband of her panties and she began to slowly, teasingly, roll them back down over the full ripe swell of her buttocks, her back turned provocatively to the two men.
They both gasped aloud as they caught their first real glimpse of the gorgeous young woman's fully naked buttocks, the brightly flashing multi-colored glow from outside reflecting like a mirror on the smooth, gleaming white flesh of the rounded half-mounds. Slowly, she rolled the panties down over the firmly jutting ass-cheeks, stretching them as they tightened in the narrow crevice beneath the smooth curve of her bottom-cheeks where the soft mounds joined her milk-white thighs. And there she left them as she leaned forward, pushing out her nakedly exposed buttocks at the two men while her girl friend Carla watched breathlessly, rotating them lustfully in an unmistakably lewd sexual invitation. She reached back with her bare arms and spread the twin mounds apart, adding yet another thrill to the wicked scene as the tightly puckered ring of her anus popped into view. The taut nether ring opened and closed slightly as she tensed the strong muscles in her buttocks, and the heavy breathing of the two black men could be heard even over the rhythmic pounding of the African music. Nothing was in their minds except the pertly beckoning little hole of her anus, puckered slightly open, just waiting for the long stiff lengths of their achingly hard cocks to bore deep into her wickedly inviting back passage.
The young blonde housewife's luscious buttocks rotated on their own axis as she alternately relaxed and tightened the muscles of her firmly rounded ass-cheeks. She then turned back around, facing the two men, seemingly mindless of Carla sitting dumbfounded to her right, stoned now from the grass and watching Sandy with glazed eyes. With both hands, Sandy lifted the white, pink-capped tips of her full breasts, offering them temptingly to the men as she held the soft tender mounds up and pointed the crinkly-hard nipples at them like the barrels of two guns.
She tantalizingly eased her opened palms over the trim little curve of her waist, over the smooth expanse of golden female flesh, gleaming like a voluptuous statue in the light of the flickering neon sign outside. With her thumbs, she again caught the elastic waistband of her panties. now covering only the soft triangle of pubic hair at the tender "vee" of her pelvis and the moist pink pussy-lips beneath. Her thighs parted as she lowered the gauze-like fabric like a flag of unconditional surrender, exposing the delicate juncture of her milk white thighs. She continued teasingly to peel the tight-fitting panties down over her thighs and along her naked legs, then she stepped out of them and tossed them casually onto the heap her jumper had made.
The air in the room was suddenly charged as if by lightning; she was now completely naked before the two men and her girl friend; there was nothing left to the imagination. Carla tried to look away, to hide her face from this wanton spectacle, but the hashish was asserting its powerful grip on her she couldn't look away! She was drawn like a moth to a flickering flame, to the wickedly exciting vision of her best friend stripped naked like this before these strangers. She knew it was wrong, so wrong ... but she couldn't help herself!
Sandy opened her legs wide, giving the men an unobstructed view of her unguarded cuntal passage, her puckered pussy-lips moist with the dewdrops of her own love secretions. She leaned backwards, touching her long luxuriant hair all the way down to her buttocks as she tossed her head wildly from side to side. The tempo of the music had suddenly picked up and with it, Sandy's savage dance grew more and more frenetic. The flickering colors from outside cast a thousand multi-colored images along the backs of her long naked legs as she writhed as if possessed by demons.
With a teasing, tormenting grin, she brought her hands from behind and slipped them down over her body, over the double fullness of her hips and down to the warm crevice between her thighs. Her fingers spread the wet pliant lips of her pussy as she leaned back, opening the hot moist fleshy passage to the hungry stares of the two men.
Hilbert had stood it as long as he could. Not that her maddening dance had excited the other man any less, just that Joe was far more stoned from the hash than he was. Joe just sat there mesmerized by the young white girl's writhing passion, unable to move. But not Hilbert ... He leaped to his feet, unbuttoned his trousers as he stood up and lowered his zipper. In less than a second, his pants had dropped to the floor and he stepped clear of them. Oh baby, I'm gonna put this peter of mine so deep in you it'll be pokin' around in your sweet little titties.
"Honey, I'm not waiting a second longer for some of you ... come here!" As he spoke he pulled his undershorts down and yanked them off. His enormous cock sprang up like a frightened stallion, black and gleaming along its full thick length. Sandy looked only at his huge frightening penis, jutting out from the kinky black hair of his loins like a flagpole. She was suddenly afraid, frightened for the only time since she'd arrived.
He'll kill me with that thing! It'll split me right down the middle! He circled her like a lion stalking its prey, sizing up her youthful nakedness, exploring with his eyes every inch, every crevice of her delicious ripe young body. She trembled as she anticipated what was next, fearful literally for her life as she gazed steadily at the awesome sign of his maleness rising lewdly from his pelvis. His ebony muscles rippled as he walked; he was obviously an athlete, or at least he'd been one. There didn't seem to be an ounce of flab on his entire massive frame, his legs and arms were thick and full, with hard curves tracing the lines of his well-developed muscles. He could feel his balls aching with desire as he looked over the naked young white girl; he'd never had one and he suspected she'd never sampled a black man either.
I'm gonna fuck you, you sweet white bitch, like you've never been fucked before! I'm gonna make you wish you'd been born black so's you could have a black man every night! Biting his lower lip, he imagined her naked white anus impaled on his long ebony cock; he could see her there, struggling to get free, screaming from the searing pain as he pumped his lust-bloated cock into her again and again, every long sharp thrust burying his black stallion deeper and deeper into her quivering white belly.
He knew the other girl's cunt would be creaming with envious desire as she watched his huge shaft disappear wetly up into her naked friend's hungrily clasping pussy-lips.
"Down on your knees, bitch! I want to see you squirm a little first!" She obeyed without daring to question his order, dropping instantly down on all fours at the huge naked black man's feet, her bare thighs and shivering buttocks turned away from him.
"Not like that ... turn around! Point that hot little ass right back at me!" he growled, and Sandy again complied unhesitatingly with his instructions.
Hilbert lowered his enormous frame to the floor, resting on his knees behind the now frightened white girl. He grasped each side of her vulnerably naked buttocks with one strong black hand and spread the two softly round cheeks apart, uncovering her tightly puckered anus and the soft moist flanges guarding the entrance to her pussy. Hilbert grinned a grin that stretched clear across his ebony face, and he licked his lips in breathless anticipation. White girl, baby, you're gonna remember this night the rest of your life!
Sandy was suddenly extremely conscious of the others in the room; though she couldn't see them facing this way, she could feel their eyes burning into her naked flesh. She knew the other black man was only a few feet away, watching with wide eyes as this Negro prepared to do whatever he wished with her helpless young body! Carla was there, too her best friend seeing her in this humiliating position, about to descend to the deepest depths of degradation. But she wasn't sure she cared maybe she only felt this way because she knew it was the way she was supposed to feel. Her real feelings, those that were brought to the surface now that the hashish had unleashed her secret desires, those were the only ones that really counted. And right now, she wasn't sure she could stop this black man if she had the power. She knew what he was going to do; she knew Carla would be there watching through the whole act, but it didn't really bother her. Not like she would have guessed....
"Stop wiggling so much, sweetheart! How am I gonna find that sweet little hole of yours if you keep hopping around?" He located the moist lips of her vagina hidden under the sparse light fluff of her pussy-hair and gently spread the soft pink ridges with his thumbs, exposing the moist rose-colored slit to his hungry greedy stare. He paused for a moment, savoring the agony of this long pause, then, lowering his grinning head, buried his face in the moist flesh of her pussy, his tongue snaking wetly up into the soft channel of her cunt with a quick slurping movement.
She tried to jerk away, snapping reflexively from his touch on this moist sensitive region, but he had her securely in his grip, his muscular black forearms locked around her thighs. Her hips ground savagely as she squirmed to escape the ravishing touch of his hungry lips and tongue. His probing tongue wormed deep into her throbbing pussy, causing her to shiver involuntarily again and again from this wicked forbidden contact. It was like nothing she'd ever felt before; Hilbert was right, she'd never had a black man. Just the sheer savage wantonness of it all was enough to drive her up the wall, but with, the extra boost of the hash, she was nearly out of her mind with shuddering uncontrollable desire!
One arm released its grip as Hilbert grew confident she wouldn't try to escape his pleasure-giving touch, and he slid his black hand along her smooth white belly, reaching far under her lewdly kneeling body until he reached a dangling breast hanging beneath her, its fleshy weight stretching that taut skin as it nearly touched the floor underneath her. He found the tiny rigid bud of her nipple and squeezed tightly between his fingers, causing her to cry out in surprise and pain and to jerk back hard against his face, forcing his tongue even deeper in her moist pink cunt.
Carla suddenly managed to speak, "Won't you stop this, please! Oh, please! Oh, please, stop!" But Joe looked up fiercely as if he was about to silence her for good and she thought better of voicing any more objections.
Sandy's body tremored convulsively as Hilbert nibbled hungrily on her sensitive clitoris, each contact sending fresh searing waves of savage excitement rippling through her body. "Oh, yes ... ooooohhh," she moaned as his teeth nipped the tender bud of her clitoris, teasing it ravenously as he rolled it between his lips. Her own mouth opened and a long, low soulful moan escaped from deep in her throat, a sort of husky whimper that seemed more a purr of contentment than a cry of agony.
She closed her eyes; it was impossible anyway to see this enormous black who was licking and sucking hungrily on her quivering pussy from behind. It was incredibleshe couldn't remember a stronger sensation. It was like she was being ravished by some virile African native, some muscle-bound thing, more animal that anything else. Never in her entire life had she experienced anything so totally wicked, so totally forbidden and exciting at the same time.
The voluptuous young blonde sank away, her muscles falling limp, as he eased his hungry ravishment of her clitoris, but his tongue quickly snaked into her anal orifice, torturing her inhumanly as his tongue probed the tightly puckered nether ring of her rectum. She involuntarily contracted her buttocks, shielding her vulnerable anus from the wet burning touch of his darting lizard-like tongue.
Shivering, millions of goose bumps popping up on her tingling lust-heightened flesh, rippling like waves across her nakedly trembling belly and full dangling breasts. She could feel her nipples grow painfully hard, throbbing and pulsing as his lips explored the firm full mounds of her buttocks, kissing her along the smooth flowing curve of each ass-cheek, then along the sensitive flesh of her smooth white thighs. She was rapidly losing control of her body. Carla and the other Negro could see the end was nearing for the naked young blonde. She was ramming her buttocks back hard against the black man's face, grinding her ass against his probing, lasting tongue, her body jerking spasmodically as tingling floods blasted through her raw, ragged nerves.
Hilbert's grin was wider than ever; he could feel her total, animal surrender nearing. He knew it was only a matter of seconds before she'd be totally his a whimpering, pleading love-slave helpless at his feet, a young white captive begging for his black virility to quell the flames of savage lust that raged out of control in her naked body. He shoved her over on her back on the floor, roughly ramming his middle finger far up into her wet cuntal sheath. She was his ...!
Sandy was a quivering, moaning mass of lust-ravaged nerve endings, gasping for breath as she reached for the incredibly long shaft of his glistening black cock, now fully hard and erect, standing like the boom of a sailing ship as it shot up from his brushy loins, a miniscule seeping of seminal fluid poised on the blood-engorged tip. She was half way up, her head and shoulders off the carpeted floor, but he pushed her back.
Hilbert kneeled up over her, pinning her between his knees, relishing the thrill of watching this helpless, sex-crazed young white girl, writhing so voluptuously between his legs. He inched forward until her breasts were flattened under his naked black buttocks; he could feel the quivering hard tips of her nipples rubbing against his buttocks as she wriggled nervously.
"Baby, I'm gonna give you some real sweet meat. Yes sir, some real meat. Some like you never tasted before!" he hissed at her. "You'd better wet those pretty red lips of yours, 'cause Daddy's coming in!"
Sandy knew better than to resist now; she could read that lustful look in the Negro's eyesthe look that told her this was going to be a long, long night. With one hand he lifted her head, gripping the thick blonde hair and pulling her up toward his long lust-hardened penis. With the other, he forced the lengthy black shaft of his cock downward so that it brushed the girl's sensually ovaled lips. He circled her mouth with the swollen cock-head, brushing a thin smear of his sticky seminal moisture as he prepared to humiliate her with his awesome shaft.
"Open your mouth ... wide!" Sandy reluctantly obeyed and the huge black slipped the huge bulbous knob of his cock up along her tongue and deep into her mouth, filling it completely as it snaked slowly down her throat. She clamped her lips tightly around the hard black rod of flesh, licking wildly and wetly at the swollen, throbbing tip. She knew that was the only way; she had to do her best to please him. She shuddered as she imagined what those enormous hands of his could do to her if she displeased him even for a moment.
She couldn't see Carla and Hilbert's friend Joe, but she could tell they were watching as she hungrily licked and swirled her tongue along the full coal-black length of his love-shaft. It glistened and sparkled in the flickering neon light as it slithered from her wetly stretched lips; every thrust forward of his kinky-haired pelvis shoved the huge throbbing cock farther down her bruised young throat. With her tongue she explored every single inch of the enormous shaft, holding her fingers securely around the thick, hairy base and licking teasingly at the tiny slit in the hotly throbbing tip, feeling the shivers of wild savage desire that rippled through his belly as her tongue licked the distended knob clean of its sticky emissions. She could taste the pungent sweetness of his warm male pre-cum mingling with the flood of saliva in her mouth as she swirled her tongue around and around the thick, blood-filled head of his cock.
Hilbert couldn't take his eyes off the totally naked body of the young blonde girl squirming so helplessly beneath him; he could feel her breasts heaving, her nipples poking into the flesh of his buttocks, her lush pink lips stretched grotesquely as they strained to fit around the thick bulk of his swollen black penis buried to the hilt in her throat. Her hair fanned out behind her in a stunning halo of gold; she looked like a white love goddess ... and she was his! All his! For the entire night!
He was rocking his hips back and forth in a slow rhythm, unconsciously keeping time with the music still blaring from the stereo, pulling back until nothing but the desire-hardened tip remained in between her tightly ovaled lips, then easing it forward again, worming the great, black shaft back down into the soft warm passage of her throat, making her gag each time he pushed his hair-covered pelvis tight against her face. He was now nearly directly over her, ramming his huge black cock nearly straight down, face-fucking into her hungrily sucking lips. She was nibbling like a fish after bait, her lips puckered tightly around the thickly pulsing shaft of his cock, oblivious of Carla and Joe only a few feet sway. Both of them were on the edge of their seats, fascinated by the thrill of this wickedly perverse display taking place right before them. Hilbert's huge leathery testicles rested on her chin, and the wispy hairs brushed lightly against her cheek as he pumped his aching member in and out of her tender, bruised throat.
Sandy had never had a black cock, especially not in her mouth, and she was excited by the wickedness, the sheer lasciviousness of what this huge black stranger was doing to her. She was totally his love-prisoner, totally subjugated and helpless at his feet, his to fondle, to explore, to ravish as he desired. She was gagging now on every inward thrust of the huge fleshy shaft, her cheeks painfully hollowed to accommodate its enormous thickness in her small mouth.
It was nearly impossible to swallow, for the thick rubbery head of his penis filled her tender throat to capacity. She waited until there was a chance, when his cock was nearly out of her mouth on his long, smooth back-thrust, and then gulped down a mouthful of saliva that was almost choking her. It felt better now; her throat muscles relaxed and the thick shaft bored even deeper down her soft fragile passage.
The hulking black man's hands were on his hips, unnecessary now as she offered no resistance, and he was grinning broadly as he watched the naked young girl beneath his heavily sperm-laden testicles gulping and swallowing to take in every hardened inch of his long hard cock. He suddenly stepped up the pace, ramming the full length far down her throat as his pelvis pushed hard against her face. His kinky pubic hairs tickled her nose as he leaned forward to get the best angle for entering the young girl's gagging throat. As he pumped up and down, his balls rose and fell from their resting place on her chin, slapping lewdly against her and dangling down along her smooth neck as he savagely lifted himself up, then sank to the hilt in her soft, clasping throat. She choked and gasped for what little breath she could manage, gulped in through her nose as he pumped down faster and faster.
Meanwhile, Hilbert's friend Joe had moved ... Sandy caught a glimpse of him out of one eye, standing off to one side, his eyes gleaming-white in the soft light, savoring every magical second of this incredibly obscene tableau, fighting the rising urgency in his loins as he watched his friend viciously ravish the helpless young white girl's throat and mouth.
Hilbert suddenly jerked back as if in intense pain, his head thrown back, his mouth open as if about to scream, sinking his thickly-swollen cock as far as it would go down the ravaged throat of the blonde, his lust-tightened balls dangling over her chin, his loins pressed tightly against her face. She couldn't breathe ... the huge shaft covered her nostrils ... and then it happened. The enormous cock imbedded in her throat suddenly began to spurt its sticky load deep down into her belly, spurt after spurt of the sticky hot cum that cascaded down her sorely bruised throat in wet, oozing waves, draining salaciously down into her waiting belly. Her cheeks hollowed to contain the flooding sperm, and a trickle escaped her lips and streamed down her cheek to the floor below. She sucked and swallowed again and again as each pistoning jerk of his loins filled her mouth and throat anew with a fresh flood of the viscous fluid.
"Oh Christ, yes, suck it baby ... every last drop!" Hilbert gasped, his eyes clenched tightly shut, his head back as he rammed his thick spear straight down into the voraciously sucking throat of the voluptuously naked blonde.
The pungent liquid filled her mouth one last time, and she quickly gulped it down to join the rest filling her quivering belly. He jerked a final time, smashing his loins against her face, smearing the oozing flow over her nose and cheeks. The huge shaft began to soften, turning rubbery between her ovaled lips. The huge black man pulled it free with a lewd sucking sound, and it trailed a lewd stream of his white male sperm out across her breasts as he rocked back on his heels. Sandy could breathe freely again for the first time since he'd mounted her, and her bulging breasts rose and fell and she gasped to fill her emptied lungs.
She opened her eyes, almost afraid of what she'd find. Carla sat immobile she hadn't budged an inch since it all began. Her eyes were still gaping as she struggled to take in all this incredible wantonness; her mind was reeling from the hashish and it all seemed unreal, like a painting on glass. It was there, but she could see through it all, as if Sandy and the black man, Hilbert, were just figures drawn on something transparent and the drawing was being moved around before her eyes. Joe was standing only a couple of feet away looking hungrily and eagerly at the young white brunette he'd picked for himself.
"Okay, sweetheart ... it looks like now it's you and me!"