Chapter 12
In the days that followed Jan waited for responses to her ad. At last the ad appeared. The first call got her a bit unnerved.
"Hi there, beautiful," a voice with a Southern accent began. "What're you doing?"
"Waiting for your call," she quipped quickly. "If this is business I'm interested. I'm a serious model."
"I dig ya," he replied. "A gal with a cute rear end. I suppose you expect me to pay a lot of money for a piece of ass."
"If you're a professional photographer," she continued, "I'm willing to talk to you. Otherwise, I'll hang up. Do you understand?"
"I'll photograph your rear end," he laughed. "How much an hour?"
"Fifty dollars," she told him flatly.
"It's too much," he replied. "But if you're as beautiful as your ad says you are, maybe it's worth it."
She was glad she'd worded the ad well. She took down the name of the man who had phoned and his address.
"I'll be around there about two P.M., " she told him.
It was bugging her now that she had finally found someone who would reply to her ad. When she got to his apartment she realized all she had was the apartment number and address and not even his name.
When he answered the door she was surprised. He was a good-looking black man.
"Come in, sweetheart," he smiled. "I guess you're not prejudiced or anything."
"No way," she smiled, "what have you got under that towel?"
All the black man had on was a white towel around his waist. She pulled it off. When she saw the swinging black cock between his legs she knew what she wanted to do.
"You're curious to know what I taste like, aren't you?" he smiled. "All right, hooker, you can suck it off the first time around and I'm gonna stick it up your ass the second time."
"Aren't you going to take pictures?" she smiled innocently.
"What for?" he asked her. "You know why you placed that ad. You wanted to pick up some hooker money. Get your ass in that bed and get your clothes off."
At this point Jan was a bit frightened. She didn't know how much he would expect of her. It was obvious to her that he was quite a turned-on stud. His huge black cock did look appealing to her. She wondered if it would shoot thick white cum.
"Hurry up and strip," he said. "I haven't got all day."
"All right," she smiled, "what's your name, sweetheart?"
"Tyrone," he told her, "and what's yours. You still haven't told me your name."
"Jan," she smiled, "and, Tyrone, you turn me on.
"Pleased to know it," he told her. "But I'll be a lot more pleased when you're nibbling around my cock."
It didn't take Jan long to slip out of her clothes. She was becoming an expert at hasty undressing acts. As she took off her garments and he looked at her large bosoms he smiled in appreciation.
"You're a gorgeous chick," he told her, "you really are."
He went over to her and gripped her bosoms in his hands. Bending over he let his mouth slip over her nipples.
"Oh, Tyrone," she panted, "you're such a passionate man."
He clasped her white ass cheeks with his black hands. He squeezed her buttocks.
"I'm gonna slip this black dick of mine right up your ass," he told her.
He slid a finger up her ass-hole and primed her.
"I'll do anything you want, Tyrone," she told him, "as long as you give me fifty bucks."
"All right, damn it, hooker," he complained. "I figured once you got a look of my big slick dick perhaps you would want to pay me."
It was distressing to her that he would take this attitude. Yet as she glanced at his swinging black male member she could realize some women would pay a lot of money to go down on it.
Tyrone got over on the bed on all fours.
"Give me a quick ass suck," he suggested, "then get under me. I like to swing it to a woman from this angle."
She mounted him. She let her hands massage his black bottom. Next she let her tongue slip up his ass crack. He was really enjoying himself now.
"Suck ass, sweetheart," he told her, "suck my black ass-hole."
Her tongue plunged up his rectum. He loved it when she reached around and gripped his penis and began pumping in a milking motion. She knew what Tyrone wanted now. His cock was so hard it was quivering. She slid her tongue out of his behind and he lifted his leg so she could get under him. Reaching up she clasped his black ass cheeks as he fed her his cock. Inch by inch he watched it disappear into her mouth. Her sensuous red full lips gripped his thick black male member.
"Suck on the head of it," he told her. "It may be a black dick but it shoots white cream."
She let her tongue flip over the head of his shaft.
"Sweetheart, play with my nuts," he suggested.
Her hands reached up to grip his balls. She massaged his balls with vigorous movements while he let the head of his shaft caress the back of her throat.
"I'm gonna shove it in all the way," he smiled. "Don't choke."
Once his thick black cock had rode in as far as he could get it, she wondered whether or not she would choke on his penis.
Finally he shot his gun off.
"I'm cuming, sweetheart," he panted, "suck that big juicy prick. Suck every drop of it. Drain it."
She sucked on his cock until she had finished him off. Slowly easing off him she imagined he would go soft. However, he remained hard.
"I'm gonna give you a nice fuck up your ass now," he told her. "Just get in the middle of the bed and bend over."
She was happy that she had some KY. She applied it to his cock so it would slide in smoothly.
When she had him well lubricated she got in the middle of the bed and bent over. The horny black man gripped her white ass cheeks. He flipped his black cock between them.
"I'm gonna enjoy sliding this up your ass," he told her.
Grasping her ass cheeks firmly he thrust forward. The thick black cock slid up her tight rectum.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby. Twist your ass. Grind your hips, honey. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Roll."
She was wiggling her ass in a rock-and-roll motion."
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm really enjoying this."
His thick black penis plunged up her tight white ass-hole. Grasping her white ass cheeks he enjoyed squeezing them until they were red.
"Wiggle," he panted, "rock and roll it. Oh, baby, now you're grinding. Oh, sweetheart, I'm almost there."
Just as he plunged his thick black cock all the way up her ass, a door was flung open.
"There he is," a black woman shouted. "Caught him in the act."
Before he knew what was happening, she had pulled out a revolver. She stuck the revolver up his black ass-hole.
"That'll take care of you," she exclaimed. "Fire!" She pulled the trigger.
All at once he was howling in pain. Immediately Jan shoved him off.
"Who in hell are you?" she shrieked as she saw the black man screaming.
"I'm his faithful wife, Ruby," she told her. "Tyrone has been two-timing me for a long time. I've been looking for his love nest. Apparently I found it. I hope I didn't disturb you love birds."
"You bitch," Jan shrieked, "how dare you charge in here?"
"She's a hooker," Ruby smiled smugly. "Book her."
Just then Jan noticed a vice squad man was with her.
"I didn't tell you you could shoot him," the officer complained. "I'll book you both."
He was scuffling with Ruby now as he put the bracelets on her.
"Leave me alone," she protested, "she's the villain. Why are you putting me in bracelets?"
He didn't answer. But when both women were in bracelets he picked up the phone and called for an ambulance.
That evening when Len came home he was more than a little surprised when his wife called him from the jail.
"Where are you?" he demanded.
"In jail," she replied. "Come and get me out, Len."
"How in hell did you get in jail?" he asked her curiously.
"Oh, honey," she apologized, "I've been such a bad woman. Can you ever forgive me?"
Len went down to the jail. He got his wife out after he had posted a bond. On the way home she didn't want to talk about what had happened. But Len was insistent.
"You'd better tell me sooner than later," he told her, "because I could get mighty mad about something."
"About what, dear?" she asked innocently.
"Don't you play innocent with me," he snapped angrily. "I've been getting calls asking if I could come over and pose nude."
"What?" she gasped. "I told them not to call except between eleven and three."
"So the truth come out," he said angrily. "You were trying to sell your body. And you got in trouble."
At this point she figured it was a very good time to move into a crying jag. However, Len was so angry that he wasn't easily persuaded.
"Look, honey," he told her, "you can knock it off. I want to find out what you've been up to."
"All right," she confessed, "so I went out with a date. I was getting bored sitting at home. So I put the ad in that underground paper that I would do some modeling."
"Go on," he said as he pulled up into the driveway.
She didn't want to continue until they were in their apartment. Then she revealed all.
"I got involved with some black dude," she explained, "whose wife was on his trail. She came in and stuck a gun up his ass. It wouldn't have been so bad but she pulled the trigger."
"That's really getting the shaft," he laughed, "serve the bastard right."
"That's not a nice attitude," she said evenly. "He really was a nice man. He was fucking my ass-hole as a matter-of-fact."
"You know, baby," he told her, "I'd like to stick my dick up your ass. I'd like to really give you the shaft. I'd like to do it without any lubrication."
"You're a monster," she quipped angrily. "Now stop it."
There was no getting away from him. He was determined he was going to have her. Tearing off her clothes he forced her on the floor.
"I'm gonna humiliate you, baby," he told her. "Just the way you humiliated me in headlines. The papers are carrying the story. And when I go to work tomorrow the boys are sure gonna make fun of me. Now I'm gonna make fun of you."
Len flipped his cock between her ass crack. Grasping her ass cheeks he stabbed forward vigorously.
"Fuck it," he said angrily as he slid his nonslippery cock up her rectum.
As it plunged past the tight anal ring it hurt like the devil.
"You're hurting me," she complained.
"I hope so," he smiled, as he rammed away.
Len was getting even. Jan knew it.
"Fuck it, baby," he ordered. "Swing your hips. That's it, honey. Don't be a dead ass. Keep twisting. Oh, baby. Now you're doing it. Grind your ass. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Never before had Jan felt such pain and rage flood her being. However, Len had her. Right where he wanted her.
With his shaft up her ass he was determined to get his rocks off. As he went on ramming she could feel his balls slapping her bottom.
"Get the damn thing off," she begged.
"Oh, yes, baby," he panted, "now. Now. Grab it. Fuck. Fuck."
The hot sperm shot up her ass-hole. Len was getting his charge now.
"Milk me," he panted, "Oh, baby, milk my cock with your sweet ass. That's what you're best for. An ass fuck. You've really got an ass for fucking, baby. Fuck ass, fuck ass!"