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“Read earlier chapters for continuity. Here, Ginny becomes the village queen for a day – dispensing royal favors liberally – on the primitive island where she’s vacationing.”

*Part 1 *

Our island vacation was going beautifully. JJ and I were both relaxed and happy, having found sweet, young native lovers in the beach-front village on the Pacific island of Pohnpei, and our three-year-old daughter, Andi, was overjoyed with her fifty new “cousins” in the children’s compound, aged between three and fourteen.

Throughout the night I was roused by the sounds of sex from the next room between JJ and the island girl, Luala, but lapsed quickly back into dreamland, sexually sated as I was from the previous afternoon with the Chief’s son, Anu. In early morning I awoke, refreshed, slipped into my robe, and went to the kitchen to have some breakfast of tea, fruit and rolls. On the pallet in the main room adjoining the kitchenette was JJ on his back, with his long flaccid cock laying back on his belly. The scrumptious Luala was spread half across him with her head on his chest – long hair scattered to his loins – with the lower half of her sleeping face covered by a wide swath of dried cum…a mute testament as to how their tryst had probably ended. It was a sweet picture – two beautiful humans from different races, more than a generation apart – having satisfied their unique, very disparate, needs through the act of love. I snapped a few digital pictures of them as they slept. I knew that JJ would be almost as pleased with the shots as he must have been earlier by his taking a Viagra pill.

I went to the children’s compound to be around Andi, and kept her attention for about five minutes, until she got bored with me and ran off to begin her day of play with friends. Then I returned to the bungalow and left JJ a note, explaining my plans to visit Queen Audra’s mountain shrine with Anu. I urged him to join us, but to check on Andi before he did. Dressed in a full breast to knee sarong, with nothing underneath, and flip-flops, I met Anu at the door, who was accompanied – to my surprise – by his eleven “cousins,” the canoe builders, all in their late teens. Each of them carried some supplies…food, firewood, containers of water and the alcoholic drink, “sakau”, etc. I was energized, and looked forward to the hike up the mountain and a day away from the village.

The trek took a long while, with two brief rest stops. The shrine was a cave hidden from the trail by a dense jungle undergrowth, behind which was a short waterfall feeding a placid pool of fresh water, which overflowed down the mountain. Behind the falls, I soon learned, was the entrance to the cave where Audra Jones, an American naval flight nurse, had been hidden from the Japanese and appointed queen by the village natives during the Second World War. It was about eight feet high, which burgeoned into a very large room, perhaps 20′x20′, from a small entrance. It was lit inside by a narrow shaft of sunlight that played through the cave’s rocky roof onto a back wall. On the wall was a huge, antique mirror that had not fared well over the past sixty years, but was ideal for the reflected light. Next to it was a life-size, carved mahogany statue of the fabled white queen, her hair cascading down over soft shoulders. She was nude, rubbed deeply with palm oil to a lustrous sheen, and was posed alluringly with one leg slightly ahead of the other, with generous breasts that had been rubbed almost tan by human hands over the years. As in her photos, I was struck by the similarity between our faces. She had a slight, enigmatic smile on her lips as her wooden eyes stared down from her elevated height. I felt as if I were looking at a statue of my grandmother as a young woman. Beside it stood a throne-like chair, again carved from mahogany, that gleamed through its oily finish.

In the center of the cave, about a foot off the floor, was what looked like a very thick, carved mahogany coffee table, except that it was in the shape of a curvy female body. Its outline formed the back of a woman, from the base of the skull down to the bottom of the buttocks, with deep recesses for the butt, rising up at the waist, then with more recesses for the upper back and shoulders. There was a fluted end at the top, indented where a neck could be rested. Like the statue, it, too, was rubbed deeply with palm oil and glistened in the reflected light as if it had recently been dusted and oiled. I knew in a moment that all of these carvings had been done by previous generations of canoe builders, the elite artisans of Pohnpei.

I sat quickly on the throne, feeling uneasy in this temple that was dedicated to such an exalted personage as Queen Audra, as the boys lit torches, placing one inside and two others outside the entrance, in front of the falls at the pool, where they built a fire. At this point Anu pulled from a bag a circular bouquet of leaves and small, jungle orchid blooms…a crown…which he placed on my head. All of his “cousins” were now inside the cave, looking nervously at me. He dropped to his knees in front of me and grasped my hands, kissing my bare knees – which I unconsciously parted at the soft brush of his lips – and said, “You, Audra, I give to cousins.”

I rose immediately and said, “Oh, Anu, I’m so honored, but…,” and the sunlight dimmed in the mirror…or was it that I’d been surrounded by a dozen dusky, brown youths with a quasi-spiritual though decidedly glandular experience on their minds? As had happened so many times before, I knew what I’d do. Without giving it a great deal of thought, I knew that it would be most natural…most acceptable…also, most satisfying to me, if I shared my body with all of them. I could almost hear JJ saying that it was what Queen Audra would have done.

From Anu came warm hands, loosening my sarong and letting it drop gradually over my breasts, then my hips, to whisper to the gravelly, volcanic cave floor. From elsewhere came – it seemed – a hundred more gentle brown hands, some rubbing a warm, oily balm into my relatively pale, white skin…everywhere. Anu began kissing me, rubbing his strong, naked body against mine for minutes, as his fellows caressed my quivering form to the point that I was breathless.

I didn’t have to do a thing. I opened my mouth and threaded my tongue around Anu’s, then groaned as my body was lifted off my feet and laid on the mahogany table, which had been newly oiled by the warm hands of some of the boys. It was as if the table had been carved for me. My butt and shoulders fit perfectly into the smooth hollows etched decades before, and – but for the lack of a headrest – was “extremely” comfortable. My head, however, soon lay back on the warm thighs of one of Anu’s cousins, whose wood carver’s hands were massaging the last vestiges of moderate tension from my neck and facial muscles.

I looked down at my legs, which were being caressed by a dozen hands. Soon, they were brought upright and back by two of the boys who held my ankles, as another youth knelt down in front of my splayed, wet pussy. I’d noticed him, in passing, as one of the cuter of the canoe crew the day before. What I hadn’t then noticed was even a hint of what had been hidden beneath his loin wrap…a magnificent thick tube of uncircumcised purple flesh that was now erect and pulsing in his fingers. I looked up and met Anu’s eyes, now staring down at me as he stroked my face and brushed my lips with his, saying, “My cousins…”. The sheer audacity of the act had me moaning within moments, encouraging the boys to continue stroking my entire body with their strong workmen’s hands. As always, that switch inside my head had flipped and I’d decided to fuck all of these sweet, brown, guys who’d shown me such respect. I don’t know how many of them were touching me initially…it hardly mattered…but every once in a while as I mewled my pleasure, I noticed that more of them were naked. I was now covered with hands and I knew what was coming, wanting it to happen. I was Anu’s gift to his mates, and I desired them all…all eleven of them, plus him for good measure. I looked at the appetizing young sexual packages of those within view, and desired to remember each as I – their new queen – blessed them with my royal favors.

The boy poised at my pussy entered me and I yelped happily as he plunged excitedly just a few times prior to an orgasm, which drove me crazy with frustrated lust. I thrust and thrust up at him, trying to prolong our initial fusing, and was rewarded with continuous warm splashes of his cum jetting into me. As he grunted out his eager completion, with teeth gritted, he pulled from me and moved to my lower left side. I felt empty for only a moment as a new boy – whom I could hardly remember – took his place, sinking his shorter but thicker prick into me. I looked into his frenzied almond eyes, memorized his cute, button nose, and felt his palms pulling at my hips. I wanted to give him a name but, in my frenzy, I couldn’t. Instead, I closed my eyes to feel his urgent, youthful plunging into my depths, knowing that soon he would be blending his semen with that of his young brown cousin.

As I lay there, I was awash in feeling. There must have been eight young men ministering to me with their hands as I lay on my back. Every bit of skin on my body was being attended to by someone…always with that soothing Pohnpeian touch. Hands and mouths were at my breasts, more hands stroked my belly and legs, yet I was doing nothing but moaning, “Yesss, yesss, yesss, yesss.”

I opened my eyes again and saw a profusion of young, hard cocks, all uncircumcised and pointing to the sky, each awaiting its turn at my pussy. Four of the boys were just standing and watching! I groaned audibly, grabbing the organs of two of them kneeling at my sides, and began pumping them slowly, which prompted them to move their hips forward and backward as they massaged my torso. I then leaned my head backward between the thighs of the boy holding my head and opened my mouth. “Aaaanngh,” I uttered, lewdly, and was immediately understood as the young man stuck his erect dick into my mouth, which I quickly wormed into my throat by arching my head back below the table top as far as it would go.

At that point my lover of the moment between my legs climaxed and moved to his right, further moving the line one position up, just as the boys always did on the open sea in their canoes when relinquishing the lead rower’s position. I felt as if I were one of those sleek canoes that they fashioned from raw jungle logs, with which they were now plying the warm, flowing sea on a maiden voyage. Someone splashed a gob of the oily substance on the two cocks I was jerking. I didn’t see whom, since I was sucking off the faceless guy above my head, but soon the two had succumbed to my hand jobs, splashing their copious hot loads onto my breasts. This brought forth several bursts of cum from the cock in my mouth, much of which I quickly swallowed.

I now had a choice of young men to fellate, since there was a stiff member on each side of my face. I turned my head to the right and maneuvered to take another cock in my mouth. However, the boy currently in my vagina came quickly, moving the group one more slot up on my left, as yet another slipped inside me. My throat was soon filled with hot semen and, though the boy finished ejaculating into my hair, I turned my face to the left and my open mouth was filled with another hard staff, seeking release with rapid stabs into my throat. Once again, much of this load went onto my face and in my hair.

I finally located Anu with my eyes. He was standing over the pile of writhing bodies while stroking himself and witnessing the proceeding. I looked at him and said, “Sweetie, lie down on your back,” and sat up, with a new cock in my mouth popping out and flopping about. His hand reached for mine, which I grabbed, almost dragging him onto his back to the carved table. Several of the young men had cum, with how many yet to go? I wondered. Thank God they don’t all have Anu’s staying power, I dreamed, somewhere in the depths of my consciousness.

I mounted Anu, sinking to his balls, and someone grabbed whatever goo they were using as a lubricant and spread it on my asshole. Whoever that someone was entered my anus quickly, and I was able to rise slightly to again accept the boy’s cock that I’d abandoned with my mouth, mewling in delight as I fellated it. I reached out blindly to my sides as I was held up by supporting hands, and two more greased cocks magically appeared in my jerking fingers. Yes, I thought, this is good…much more efficient. Five at a time. This is something I’d never done…taking on a dozen men, I thought…and my mind was fed with many salacious images as I felt their fleshy purple probes questing more deeply inside the portals of my receptive, white, tourist’s body.

The delightful, persistent drilling, and visions of my slutty willingness, soon overcame me as I felt my internal contractions and piercing shards of electricity arc in every pore, as I realized, oohhh…Gaawd…I’m gonna cummmmm! “Aaaannnnuuuu!” I screamed, as my body wrenched like that of a contortionist around my lover’s cock, again abandoning the boy’s cock in my mouth. I’d disturbed the faceless young man’s passion twice and felt a bit guilty as I thrashed about. I reminded myself to pay him special attention later…if only I could remember what he looked like!

I can’t recall the next hour or two, other than – at the end – most of the young men had spewed their cum in my pussy, ass, mouth and all over me. As I lay on the table, I remember my blonde hair feeling heavy with its burden of fresh semen, with my eyes difficult to open because of their thick, seedy coating, and my inner guilt telling me that I may have short-changed some of my youthful brown subjects.

“What the fuck?” I heard, as JJ’s deep voice penetrated the cave. Then came the unmistakable sound of the camera shutter opening and closing, accompanied by flashes. “It’s okay, guys,” he said to some of the unengaged boys who were now standing in the shadows. “You okay, babe?” he asked me, as I was still impaled and relaxing on Anu’s softened cock.

“Uuuhhh…yeeaah…fine,” I gasped. “Gimme a minute.”

“Hey, if you’re gonna be the new queen, you’ve got to organize things better than this,” he said, with typical JJ sarcasm. “Why don’t you take a bath break, then we’ll decide how you can pull this train properly?” He said, snapping shots of me peering through eyelids encrusted with cum.

“But some of the boys didn’t…,” I whimpered, feebly.

“That’s okay,” he said. “Leiuanu, who don’t you and the men take a “sakau” break, then the queen here’ll continue her command of the court.”

Anu looked puzzled…and a bit frustrated, as he stuffed his half-hard cock under a hastily donned lower wrap to stumble outside with his cousins.

“Wow, Gin. If I’d known you were gonna be hostess of a gang bang, I’d have gotten up earlier!” said JJ.

“That’s not funny, JJ. Some of these boys – that Anu “gave” me to – haven’t had their turn…inside me, anyway,” I muttered, sounding like an honorable, bachelor-party whore who’d broken her contract.

“As I said, go outside, take a sexy bath in front of ‘em, and afterward we’ll give everybody at least one more pop,” he said, with an evil glint in his eye. “‘Course, we’ll need pictures of it all. This is like a coronation!”

I knew, regardless of his sarcasm, that he was right. As I rose to walk outside – through the waterfall to enter the pool and wash myself in front of the worshipful audience – I realized how integral JJ was to not only my sex life, but to my understanding of this culture…perhaps to my entire existence. How else would I know how to act like a proper Queen Audra? I wondered in my addled, sex-crazed brain.

The latter part of the afternoon I spent fucking all twelve young men, assuring that each had been blessed with more than one helping of royal vaginal favors. In short, I was the centerpiece of what had to be the filthiest photo record of any interracial gang bang imaginable, courtesy of my witnessing father-in-law.

When it was over, in a gentlemanly fashion, JJ informed my very subdued lovers that the afternoon was finished – the manifold gifts had been given – and that they should return to the village. I languished again in the pool, relaxed beyond measure as I washed semen from my body, and asked sleepily, “Did I do good, JJ?”

“Never seen you better, sweet cheeks,” he replied. “You’ve received “bukkake”, a ceremonial cum-drenching. Guess the islanders learned it from the Japanese when they controlled these islands. But understand now, each of these kids’ll want to make a gift of you to someone they know and love. Unless we do something to fill your calendar, and maybe plan for an early departure, you’ll spend the rest of your vacation fucking all the village males. That’ll include the old ones with only a few black teeth from chewing betel nut, right up until our departing flight warms up on the runway. Who knows? The women might want a crack at you, too!”

“Have I been stupid?”

“Naw, babe. No harm done, right now. You don’t know the customs. But you’re “not” Queen Audra, and there’s no war on…not here, anyway. Maybe you should spend a day or two in Kolonia, shopping…being a tourist…with white people. We could also take a trip to Nukuoro, the outer atoll. You know, keep busy away from the village. Take some pictures, for Gawd’s sake! All I have to do before we leave is set up the Chief’s new computer with Muana.”

“…and fuck Luala,” I said, bitch that I am.

“Hey, I haven’t done a dozen different village girls like you have these boat builders! You should talk,” he said. “Besides, Luala wants to stay with us when she enters the university in the Fall.”

I froze. “Wha…what’ll she do?”

“Be a nanny for Andi…plus, an intern in the business office…and…a ‘personal assistant’ for an old lecher,” he said, with flint in his voice.

“D’you…d’you…want her to take my place?” I asked, my lower lip trembling.

“No, sweetie. I love you, and only you. We just need some eager, energetic help in our lives, both on a personal as well as business level.”

“Oh,” I whispered with a lump in my throat. I was shattered by knowing that I could mean so much to more than a dozen young males, but could feel so completely inadequate with the man I truly loved. “Okay, JJ, you know best. Let’s fill the calendar…and keep me away from all the temptations. Speaking of temptations, what about Anu?”

“Let him down easily, Gin. He’s a big boy, and understands that this is his home. He’ll be Chief some day! You’ve already given him enough memories for a lifetime!”

But, if I were the queen…I thought, I could be a real earth mother! I could have a dozen little half-breed kids! That fanciful image stuck with me for a couple of days.

*Part 2 *

The next morning we were off to Nukuoro, one of Pohnpei’s outer atolls, made up of 42 tiny islets in a circle around a lagoon four miles in diameter. It was to be a day of relaxation with Andi along. The Chief’s driver, Sam, had been called and he was outside at 8 a.m., revving the truck’s engine, anxious to get us to the dock in Kolonia where we’d board a large passenger boat to the reef.

“Mornin’, Jay…ma’am,” he said, nodding to me.

“Good morning, Sam. You can call me Ginny.”

“Okay,” he said, “let’s go. Boat leaves shortly after nine an’ I’ve gotta open the TV store.”

We roared off in a cloud of dust. “What does the ‘TV store’ do?” asked JJ.

“DVD and tape rentals, mostly, but sales, too. My boss has a deal with the hotels and supplies ‘em with all their movies. Dubs ‘em himself. With that and all the TVs here on the island, he’s got a nice little business. Satellite reception here is shitty – ‘cept for the military setup we’ve got at the store – so there’s not much to do but watch CDs on the tube. Sorry about my language,” he said, glancing over the seat at me in back. His eyes then dropped and checked out my thighs through the front split in my sarong. I’d gotten a great tan in the past week and a half, and the purple and white form-fitting dress made me look pretty sexy.

Marci noticed Sandy first. She was standing in the kitchen door leaning against the door jam watching. Marci made eye contact with Sandy and let her know it was OK, by licking Gary”s balls and his dick as she looked at her. Gary glanced over at Sandy and froze. “Chill Gary!” Marci said. Gary looked back down at Marci. She was sucking and taking his cock faster. Marci was really getting into it and it felt sooo damn good. Gary took Marci”s head in his hands and began fucking her mouth as she sucked. A second or two later, he had forgotten that Sandy was watching. Marci pulled away just long enough to say, “You want to see Bill fuck Sandy like a whore don”t you Baby?” Gary didn”t respond. His eyes were closed and he was still moving his hips. “Don”t you Gary?” Marci said again as she stroked his rock hard cock. “Tell her Gary”, she instructed. Gary opened his eyes and looked down at Marci. She was looking up at him and he knew she wasn”t going to finish until he answered her. Gary looked over at Sandy. She was standing there watching with her hands on her breasts, squeezing them, her face was flushed and he could tell she was enjoying the view. “Yes you fucking slut, I want to watch Bill fuck the ever loving crap out of her”, Gary said to Marci as he pulled her head back against his cock.

Marci was an expert. She opened her mouth and went to work giving Gary a blowjob to die for. She buried her fingernails into his ass as she took his cock deep in her throat until his balls were pressed against her chin. She began sucking and licking like there was no tomorrow. “Oh Baby”, Gary moaned. “I”m going to cum down your fucking throat”. Marci didn”t slow down; she was pumping her head back and forth on Gary”s cock and squeezing his balls now. She felt his cock begin to throb and knew that he was only seconds from giving her his love potion. Gary arched his back and moaned as he released into Marci”s mouth. “Here you fucking whore”, Gary said as shoved his cock in deeper. She took the first squirt deep down the back of her throat. She moved her head back a little and opened her mouth as Gary shot another line of cum onto her tongue and lips. Marci took Gary”s cock in her hands and moved the head around her lips. She let her tongue probe the end to get the last drop of cum. Gary legs became weak and he sat back onto the bar stool as Marci stood up.

Gary looked over at Sandy. She was still standing in the doorway, and had one hand on her cunt. Marci walked toward her. She was looking into Sandy”s eyes, and without saying a word, walked up to her and put a hand on Sandy”s breast. Sandy didn”t resist. Marci still had Gary”s cum on her lips and around her mouth. She put her left hand on Sandy”s neck, pulled her toward her, and kissed her deeply on the lips. Sandy didn”t move for a few seconds, and then she began kissing Marci back, and put her hands on Marci”s breasts. Marci let her hand drop and found Sandy”s cunt and began to softly feel her love spot. Sandy”s hips began moving against Marci”s hand and she began probing Marci”s mouth with her tongue. Marci”s lips were soft and full, and the taste of Gary”s, still warm, cum sent her into orbit. She feverishly started licking Marci”s mouth and chin. Sandy had just gotten off 10 or 15 minutes before and had come in to tell Marci that she was “game” for tomorrow night. Sandy was even more turned on now after watching Gary and Marci, and she loved the attention she was receiving from Marci.

She had been with a couple of girls back in San Diego and enjoyed the feel of a woman”s body next to hers. Marci dropped to her knees again, this time in front of Sandy. She pulled Sandy”s panties down and pressed her face into her crotch. Sandy leaned back against the wall, spread her legs as wide as she could, and held Marci”s head as Marci let her tongue explore Sandy”s clit. Gary couldn”t believe what he was watching. Marci was just about the hottest thing he had ever seen, and she had become insatiable. She was eating Sandy with the same intensity as she had sucked Gary. “God, she was fantastic, and Sandy had the most beautiful cunt.” He thought. Marci stood and kissed Sandy again. They embraced for almost a minute before Marci took Sandy”s hand in hers saying, “Were going to bed Gary. See you in an hour or two”. She smiled at Gary and added, “I”ll leave the door open if you want to watch dear, but don”t even think about bringing that fucking camera.” Marci turned and led Sandy, by the hand, down the hall to the room with the stuffed animals and the big Brass bed.

It was Saturday morning and Gary woke at 8am. Marci was already up and in the kitchen fixing breakfast when he walked in. She was wearing Bills old black T-shirt and it just covered the bottom of her bare ass. “Well, your looking chipper this morning Baby”, Gary said as he kissed her on the back of the neck. “I had a very good time last night,” she chuckled. “I know, I was watching”, Gary replied. “You guys were so hot”, he added. “Not as hot as were going to be tonight” she teased. “That reminds me, I got to call Bill before he takes off to play golf or something” she said as she put a lid on the pan and reached for the remote phone on the wall. She hit a speed dial number and waited for Bill to answer.

Gary fixed a cup of coffee and sat with Lori as she ate a bowl of Lucky Charms. He watched Marci as she walked around the kitchen, getting breakfast ready, and chatting with Bill. She was telling him all about Sandy and listening to what Bill was saying. “Bye Sweetie, see you guys around 8, and don”t be late.” She said as she hung the phone back on the wall. “Guys?” Gary asked. “You wont believe this”. Marci said and went on to explain. “Bill”s nephew Sean, just got out of the Marines and is living on Bill”s sofa until he can find an apartment. According to Bill he is 26, single, good looking and built like a rock. He would be perfect for Sandy, don”t you think? I told Bill to bring him along tonight. Is that OK?” she asked. Gary laughed, “You just want Bill all to yourself tonight.” “Well”, Marci said, “Maybe a little”. “A little my ass, you Horney slut”, Gary teased.

Marci and Sandy started getting ready at 6. Bill had been over a few times before and Gary had always gotten Marci ready. He had bathed her, and shaved her and dressed her. It was a big turn-on for him to get her ready for “black cock”. This time though, she and Sandy went into the bedroom and closed the door. Gary had already dropped Lori off at Brenda”s for the night, and thought he would move some of the living room furniture around, to make some extra room in the middle of the floor, for a blanket and a few pillows. He had a few Interracial DVD”s to put on later. Marci loved watching them, not that she needed them to get in the mood. Marci Clark was always in the mood for hard black cock.

Gary decided to go get his camera from the bedroom and as he approached the door, it opened and Sandy came out. Her hair was wet and she was carrying a large fluffy towel. She was nude and looked like she had just gotten out of the tub. Sandy paused in the hall next to Gary. “Hey Gary”, she said. “God Sandy, didn”t your mother ever teach you anything about modesty?” Gary was staring at her moist body and her perfect tits. “It”s no fun being modest” she smiled. “Besides, Marci said you like the way I dress”. “What else did Marci tell you?” he asked. Sandy laughed and said. “She told me all kinds of things about you, you big stud”, as she reached up and pushed the towel against Gary”s face and walked past him to her bedroom.

Gary watched her perfect ass walk into her room. He took a deep breath, and walked into his room. Marci was sitting at her makeup dresser. She had a bath towel wrapped around her and she too looked like she had just gotten out of the tub. Gary thought about that for a second before he asked, “So what have you been telling Sandy about me?” “Not much. Just that you want her to fuck black guys while you watch, and that you wouldn”t mind fucking her yourself.” “Bitch” Gary said, as he leaned over and bit her on the neck. “So, what did she say?” He asked. Marci just smiled at Gary in the mirror and didn”t answer.

The girls were ready a little before 8 and Gary had served them a couple of rounds of Margaritas to help them loosen up a little. He couldn”t believe what he was looking at. Marci was wearing a pair Sandy”s, much, too tight, Short Shorts. They were low cut and way too small for her. Her ass stuck out the bottoms, and the thin, tight material outlined every detail of her cunt. She wore a half t-shirt that exposed her flat tummy and barely covered her full breasts. Her gold belly button ring sparkled. Sandy was wearing a bright red, low cut, very short, summer dress. The kind of a dress, women sometimes wear over their swimsuits. “God, you have the most beautiful long legs Baby”, Gary said under his breath. Sandy wasn”t wearing anything under the dress. She was barefoot and Marci had loaned her a gold ankle chain with little bells on it. It jingled when she walked. Gary hadn”t seen Sandy wear much makeup before. Marci had done her face and she looked unbelievably sexy.

“Well, how do we look? Do we have that “fuck-me” look Baby?” Marci teased. “Most definitely”, Gary said. “Hey, let me get a few photos of you before Bill and Sean get here”. Gary snapped half-a-dozen snapshots of the girls and sat the camera down on the coffee table. “You better be damn careful with those pictures this time Gary Clark”, Marci warned. Sandy looked up and asked, “Huh?” Marci looked at her, then at Gary, and said, “Oh it was no big deal. Mr. Computer Expert here, just let some fucking hacker download about 24 fucking photos of me and Brenda at a fucking gangbang, and they got posted all over the fucking Internet. That”s all.” Gary looked at Marci thinking, “She is never going to let me live this down for as long as I live…….”

A few seconds later, “Gangbang? Brenda? AUNT BRENDA?” Sandy asked with a puzzled look on her face. Gary walked over to the TV, switched it on and placed a tape in the VCR. “Check this out Sandy Baby”, Gary said. Sandy”s eyes were glued to the screen. “OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! Wow! Marci, you and Aunt Brenda look like you were having sooo much fun”. “That guy on the right there is Bill”, Marci said pointing to the TV screen. “He”s…he”s…” Sandy stuttered. “Big?” Marci interjected. “Uh Huh” Sandy said without looking away from the set. “You”re going to love what he does with it”, Marci said. Gary was feeling his dick beginning to get hard in his pants when he heard the doorbell ring.

Marci opened the door and Bill came in first, with a shorter, very buffed, younger man behind him. “Hey Baby”, Bill said as he grabbed Marci and pulled her to him. She went easily into him arms as he kissed her on the lips and grabbed her ass and squeezed. “You look so fucking hot Baby”, he said as he stood back to admire her attire. Bill began to introduce Sean. “Everyone, this is Sean. Sean, say hello to Marci. That is Gary over there and that beautiful Angel next to him must be Sandy.” Everyone nodded hello to Sean. Marci walked up to Sean and put her hand on his bulging bicep and said in her sexiest voice, “Hi Sean, welcome”. She turned to Bill and said, “God Bill, he is a doll”. Gary met Bill and Sean in the middle of the room and shook hands with them. “Sup Gary?” Bill said. He didn”t wait for Gary to respond and walked past him to Sandy. “And your Sandy! Marci has told me all about you. You are much prettier than I imagined.” Sandy blushed and took his hand. Bill looked back at Sean and said, “Sean, come here and meet Sandy.” Sean put out his hand and said “Hey Baby”.

Sean and Bill sat down at both ends of sofa and Marci sat between them, next to Bill. Gary served another round of drinks for everyone and sat on the Love seat next to Sandy. The first half hour, they chatted, mostly asking Sean questions about the Marines and his moving to Portland. He had rented an apartment, but it wouldn”t be ready for another two weeks. He had sent out a few resumes but really wasn”t planning on going to work for a month or two.

Gary noticed that Marci was getting restless and he reached for his DVD remote and clicked the “Play” button. “You like porn movies Sandy?” Gary asked. “Sure”, she replied. Within a minute into the first fuck scene, Bill had his arm around Marci and had pulled her T-shirt up, exposing her tits. His hand was massaging one of them as she snuggled up closer to him and buried her head against his chest. Her hand was in his crotch feeling his, already hard, cock. A minute later Marci was pulling on Bill”s belt buckle and un-doing his pants. She turned sideways on the sofa, on her knees, and pulled Bill”s fat, black cock out and stoked it a minute or two before lowering her head and taking it deep in her mouth.

Everyone watched as Bill put his head back against the sofa, closed his eyes and moaned. Marci ran her lips up and down his ebony shaft, and licked it up and down its entire swollen eight-inch length, like it was an ice cream bar. She was on her knees with her ass facing Sean. “Feel that hot ass Sean”, Bill said. Sean lifted his hand and began to feel Marci”s ass. His hand slipped between her legs and he squeezed her cunt through her tight shorts. Marci moaned, pushed her ass back and started moving it up and down, as Sean”s strong fingers kneaded her cunt. “I think she wants you to fuck her Sean”, Bill laughed. Sean reached his hands up to the top of Marci”s shorts and pulled them back, and down her legs. She raised her knee so Sean could pull them off of one leg. As soon as her leg was free, she put one foot on the floor and spread her legs apart and raised her ass up high. Sean began to feel her cunt again, and admired her ass for a moment before he pressed his face into it and began to lick.

Marci was moaning and started sucking Bill even faster, and was jacking him off with both hands. “This white whore of yours wants some black cock Gary Boy”, Bill said. Sandy had been sitting still, but was now getting restless and moving a little in her seat. She was staring at Marci intently, and was becoming more and more aroused, at the sight of her stepmother and her two black lovers. Sean stood up and unbuttoned his pants and dropped them to the floor. In a second he had removed his shirt and stood facing Marci”s ass, with a huge, black hard on in his hand.

Sean was muscular and had an incredible build. His cock was almost as large as Bill”s and stuck straight out. He knelt on the sofa behind Marci and grabbed her hips. Marci raised her ass a little higher in anticipation of receiving what she wanted. Marci took Bill”s cock out of her mouth and looked back at Sean. “Fuck me Sean, give me that black cock Baby”, she told him. Sean reached down with one hand and rubbed her clit a few times, before he placed the tip of his cock against Marci”s cunt. He moved it in slowly; about four inches, then pulled it back out, with the tip resting on the opening of her cunt, and waited. Marci shoved her ass back trying to impale herself on his huge cock. Sean then put his hands back on Marci”s hips, grabbed hold, and pulled her back hard, as he plunged his cock deep into her. Marci made a gasping sound and moaned deeper, still sucking Bill”s shaft. Sean began slowly sliding his cock in Marci”s hot cunt, and then out, until only the tip was inserted. “No reason to get off fast, going to take my time and fuck this bitch right”, he thought to himself.

“You like watching them, don”t you Baby?” Gary asked Sandy in a whisper. “Uh Huh”, she smiled. “Makes you hot, doesn”t it Baby”, Gary asked. “Uh Huh”, she whispered back, not taking her eyes off the threesome action across the coffee table from her. Gary had a massive hard on and wanted to remove his pants. He was rubbing it as he watched his slut-wife take on these two black studs, just a few feet from him. “God, she was hot, what a fucking slut”, he thought. He was just as turned on, as he had been the first time he watched her fuck Bill. “You want them to fuck you like that, don”t you Baby?” Gary asked Sandy, loud enough for all to hear. “Yes”, Sandy whispered. Gary heard her but didn”t think Bill and Sean did, so he said, “What was that Sandy? I didn”t quite hear you”. “YES!” she answered louder. “That”s my girl”, Gary said as he gave her a big smile. Gary stood up and walked over to the fireplace hearth, picked up a large blanket, and a couple of small bottles of lubricant, he had placed there a few hours before. He spread the blanket out on the floor, and threw a few large floor pillows on the blanket. “Its party time”, he said aloud, as he reached for his digital camera on the coffee table, and sat back down next to Sandy.

Sean was still slipping his cock in and out of Marci, as she rocked back and forth between his cock and Bill”s. Sean had his thumb in her ass hole and was moving it and out. “Hey Sean”, Bill said. “This slut loves it up the ass, why don”t you give her a good ass fucking, while I go get me some of that hot, young pussy over there”. Marci was sucking Bill”s cock and he was staring into Sandy”s eyes as he spoke.

“Pull your dress up and show him your pussy Baby”, Gary said to Sandy. Sandy pulled up the bottom of her dress as Gary put his hand under her knee and pulled her leg, up and apart. Sandy moved her other leg exposing her cunt to Bill. Bill moved out from under Marci just as Sean was moving his cock deep into her ass. Marci moved against the arm of the Sofa and hugged it as Sean shoved his cock in until his balls touched the back of her ass and her cunt. Bill continued to stare at Sandy as he removed his clothes, then walked around the coffee table and stood in front of Sandy with his big, swollen, shinny, black cock in his hand. “You are so pretty Baby”, Bill said to Sandy. “Go ahead and suck his cock Sandy”, Gary said as he let go of her leg.

Sandy moved forward and took the giant cock in her hands and moved her lips to the tip. It was still moist from Marci”s saliva and his pre-cum. She took the tip into her mouth. It was hot and smooth. “Sooo smooth”, she thought to herself. “Oh yea”, Bill said. “That”s it Baby, suck it”, he told her. Sandy began working the big cock in her mouth and kissing it all over, almost with the same technique as Marci used. Bill reached down and pulled her dress up over her head, and tossed it on the floor behind the Love seat. Then he began rubbing her tits and her neck as she continued to suck his cock. “Hey Gary, this little bitch sucks real good.” Bill said. Bill put both of his hands on her wrists and said, “I”m going to fuck you now Baby”, as he pulled her up to him. Bill turned and took Sandy over to the blanket and told her to lie down. Bill got in front of her and pulled her knees apart, and just looked at her beautiful body for a few seconds. He began kissing her on the knees and the inside of her thighs as he worked his way up to her cunt. Sandy was moving her hips up and down and squirming as Bill”s tongue found her clit. He put his hands under her ass and held tight as he kissed, sucked and licked her cunt. The room was spinning for Sandy. She was more turned on than anytime she could remember. Watching the movies of Marci and Aunt Brenda, the drinks, the anticipation, her Dad whispering in her ear, looking over and seeing Marci getting fucked in the ass by a guy she didn”t even know, the taste of Bill”s cock on her lips, having sex with Marci the night before, this black man”s tongue in her cunt. It all came at once, in a rush, and she felt her body tighten and then explode, releasing a tremendous orgasm. Sandy grabbed Bill”s head and pulled it hard against her cunt as she shoved her hips up and grinded her clit against Bills mouth. “Oh my god”, she sighed. Bill rose up and sat on his knees stroking his cock and looking at Sandy. “Turn over bitch”, he said to her, as he put his hand under her calf and lifted. “Get on your hands and knees slut”, he instructed. Sandy did as she was told and turned over with her ass up and ready. She was facing Gary. Gary had removed his pants and his dick was hard as a rock. He was sitting on the edge of the coffee table. He held the camera, pointed at Sandy, with one hand and held his dick with the other. Bill put both of his hands on the inside of Sandy”s thighs and squeezed, then moved them up and squeezed her ass. He moved forward on his knees, and laid his cock on the crack of her ass, as he ran his big black hands all over her back and up to her shoulders, then back along her sides, to her hips. Her skin was so smooth and soft. Bill let his right hand find her cunt and inserted two fingers into the opening. It was dripping wet and the moisture had covered the backs of her legs. “Your ready to get bred, aren”t you bitch?” Bill asked her. Sandy had closed her eyes. She knew it was going to hurt, but she wanted that cock in her. Bill applied some of the lubricant to the end of his cock and placed it against Sandy”s small cunt. He slapped her on the ass, and Sandy let out a yelp. Bill slapped her ass again, and again she yelled. Bill pushed his cock in the tight opening just an inch or so, and stopped. “Relax bitch”, he said “and it wont hurt as much”. Sandy tried to relax, but it felt like she was being ripped apart. Bill moved his hips forward again, and Sandy began moving forward, on her hands and knees, to get away from the monster cock. Bill was walking on his knees right behind her, his cock still in her cunt. Sandy crawled forward, about four or five feet to where Gary was sitting and grabbed his legs. “Hold this cunt still Gary, so I can fuck her”, Bill said. Gary sat the camera down and put his hands on Sandy”s arms and held her from moving. “Just relax Baby”, Gary said. Bill was gentle with her as he moved his cock in, very slowly and deeper, up into her belly. Sandy moaned at the pain of the giant cock, stretching her tight, young cunt, to unbelievable portions. Within a minute of Bill”s cock moving in and out of her cunt, what had been pain, just seconds before, had become incredible pleasure for the young girl. Sandy was holding tight to Gary”s legs as Bill picked up the rhythm and the intensity of his fucking. Gary could hear Sandy begin to pant and breath in unison, with the pounding Bill was giving her from behind. “Damn Gary, this is one hot slut you got here. Look how she moves that ass”, Bill said to Gary as he fucked his daughter. Gary glanced over at Marci. Sean was standing up on the sofa and was squatting behind her, as he continued to plunge his black shaft deep into her ass. Marci had one hand under her, rubbing her clit and cunt as she got fucked. She was breathing hard and, like Sean, was covered in sweat. “They would be done any second now”, Gary thought to himself.

“What a fucking turn-on”, Gary thought as he watched Bill fuck the crap out of Sandy as he held her. And a few feet away, his lovely wife was taking 8 inches of hard black cock up the ass and loving every stroke. Sandy was panting faster now and moaning. He could feel her body tense and knew that she was going to cum soon. He let go of her arms and rubbed her shoulders and watched Bills expression as he too was getting ready to shoot his load. All the sucking from Marci, and now having his cock buried deep into this tight, blond “beach bunny” he had fantasized about for so long, had brought him to an early climax that he didn”t want to postpone any longer. It had been two fucking weeks since he had gotten off and his balls were swollen with Cum. “Oh Yes! You Fucking Whore, I”m going to fill your tight cunt with my love juice Bitch”, Bill said as he felt his ball tighten. He pulled Sandy back hard and shoved his cock in as deep as he could, and held it without moving. The tip of cock was pressing hard against her cervix. Sandy screamed from the pain, and at the same time felt her body begin to convulse in orgasm. Bill let go and started filling her with cum. He then moaned and began pumping hard and slamming his black cock in her, even harder than before. Sandy dug her nails into Gary”s calves and moaned as the big black man continued to fuck her. Behind him, Gary heard Marci and Sean moan as they both came at almost the same time. Gary looked over at them and saw that Sean was filling her ass with cum. Both of his hands were on Marci”s shoulders, and he had her pinned against the arm of the sofa, as he held his black cock deep in her rectum. “Shit”, Gary said to himself. “No fucking pictures of any of this”. A few minutes later, both Marci and Sandy stood and headed to the ladies room to clean up. Gary noticed cum running down the back of Sandy”s legs as she walked away from him. Gary had placed a few towels on the fireplace hearth that Sean and Bill were using to wipe their love sticks with. “I could use a drink”, Gary said. “How about you guys?” he asked.

Marci and Sandy were back in a few minutes a brought a couple of hot, wet towels for Sean and Bill. Bill was sitting back on the sofa and Marci walked to him and sat on his lap. Sandy sat down next to Sean and everyone chatted and talked about how much fun the fucking had been. “Got to tell you Gary old man, these are a couple of awesome sluts you got here”, Bill said. “No shit”, Sean added, as he put an arm around Sandy and let his hand rest on her firm breast. They all finished a couple more rounds of drinks when Marci said, “How about you boys staying the night? I”m sure we can think of all kinds of fun things to do.”

Sean spent the next 45 minutes whispering in Sandy”s ear and nibbling on her neck. He too wanted some of this hot, young pussy. Sandy stood up and reached down and took Sean by the hand and pulled. “Nite Nite guys”, she said, as she pulled him up from the sofa, and led him out of the room, down the hall to her bedroom. “Good idea girl friend”, Marci said as she stood and walked over to Gary. She kissed him on the lips and said, “lets go to bed Honey” and took his hand, led him back to where Bill was sitting and said, “come on Lover”. She also took Bills hand, and led both of them to her room.

Bill and Gary were on the bed, lying on their backs. Marci crawled in between them. They lay there for a few minutes as Marci stroked both of their cocks with her hands. Gary was still hard as a rock and ready to burst. They all heard a loud sound. THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! “What is that noise?” Marci asked Gary. “Shit”, Gary replied. “It”s the damn Brass bed. I set it too close to the wall.” “Sounds like Sean is getting his dick wet”, Bill said laughing. A minute later they could hear Sandy squealing in time with the thumping. Marci sat up, leaned over and began sucking Gary”s dick for a minute and then, leaned the other way and sucked Bill”s cock. She was going back and forth between them and could tell that Gary was about ready to cum. Bill”s cock was hard and Gary could see it in the dim light. Marci threw her leg over bill and got up on top of him. She had to rise up on one of her feet to get high enough to get the end of his cock in her cunt. She lowered her cunt all the way down, taking the black shaft, its entire length into her. Marci put her hands on Bills muscular chest and began moving her cunt up and down on his cock, as Gary watched. Bill had both of his hands on her breasts and held them as she rode him. Gary could see the contrast of her white skin against his black body, and he could see Bill”s huge cock disappear into her cunt with each stroke. In the background he could hear all the sounds mixed into one; Sandy was a “screamer” and it was apparent that she was getting fucked hard, Marci”s and Bill were moaning, the brass bed was thumping against the wall, even Gary”s heavy breathing was mixed into it. Gary could smell the sex. Marci leaned forward and lay flat on Bill”s chest. She looked over at Gary and said. “Fuck me in the ass Gary”. Gary got behind them and saw Bill”s huge cock in her cunt. Her ass hole was still wet and stretched from Sean fucking it earlier. Gary moved up on his knees and placed his cock against her opening and shoved. “Oh yes Baby”, Marci said as she felt his cock fill her ass. Gary began moving in and out and could feel Bill”s cock up inside her. They had all done this before and Marci was hooked on double penetration. She loved the feel of having two cocks in her at the same time. Bill began moving his cock in and out, and he and Gary got their rhythm together. Marci moaned and started biting Bill on the neck. Gary knew he wouldn”t last long and started fucking her ass faster. She still had Sean”s cum in her and it was smooth and slippery. “Give it to me harder Baby”, Marci said. Neither Bill nor Gary knew which of them she was talking too, and both began to pump her harder. Gary let go and unloaded his cum sack in her ass before collapsing on the bed next to her and Bill. Gary lay there and watched as Marci continued working her cunt on Bill”s black cock. “How the hell does he go so long?” Gary asked himself. Gary dozed off a while later, listening to the moaning and thumping sounds.

He woke up, laying on his side, and looked at the clock on the end table. “Damn, it was 6 am”. Still half asleep, he rolled over to discover that he was in bed alone. He laid his head back on the pillow, stretched, and started to clear his head of the few drinks that he had the night before. He was thinking about last night, when he heard the thumping sound again. “Jesus, the fucking Marine, was still at it.” He thought as he wondered if Sean had been fucking Sandy all night. A second later her recognized the sound of the shower running in the master bath. “So, that”s where Bill and Marci went.” Gary sat on the edge of the bed for a minute, before standing and walking, toward the bathroom. He opened the door and entered the steam filled room. Gary squinted at the fogged-up glass on the shower door and could make out what appeared to be the back of a black man, who had a white woman pressed up against the shower wall and was banging the hell out of her. Her hands were around his neck and her legs were sticking out on both sides, with one foot up on the shower bench. He could see the muscles tighten in the man”s ass as he plunged his hips back and forth against the woman. There was no mistaking the moaning sounds, it was his wife Marci, but that strong back and all the fucking muscles did not belong to Bill. “Fuck”, Gary said to himself. “That was Sean fucking Marci in his shower”, and then he thought about the thumping sound coming from Sandy”s room.

Gary walked out of the bathroom and down the hall to Sandy”s room. The door was partly open and he pushed it open further and stepped into the doorway. The bed was against the far wall, and all he could see of his daughter, was the bottoms of her feet and her hands. Bill”s large body completely covered the rest of her. He was laying on her missionary style, and her legs were up on his back. Her hands were on his ass pulling him into her. He could also see the bottom of her ass and Bill”s huge cock shoved deep into her tiny cunt, his balls lying on her ass cheeks. Bill rose and fell pumping her cunt with his cock, over and over, slamming her hard enough to make the bed hit the wall with each stroke. Sandy”s feet were flying around, and she screamed every time Bills cock impaled her. Gary stepped into the room a little further and watched the giant cock, begin to coat with white cream, as he filled her cunt again with his semen. He continued to watch them as Sandy took Bill”s cum covered cock in her mouth and lick it clean. “She was sooo fucking sexy”, Gary thought.

Gary was in the kitchen with a cup of coffee, when Bill entered wearing a pair of boxer shorts. His shaved head was covered with perspiration. “Good morning Fucker”, Gary said to Bill. “Want some java to go with your morning pussy?” Gary asked, “Thanks, I could really use a cup right now”, Bill said. “Damn Gary, that little slut cant get enough”, Bill said as he reached for the coffee pot. “She came and got ME this morning, can you believe that shit?” Bill asked. “Anyway, we got that Bitch broke to black cock, just like Marci and Brenda”, Bill added with a smile. Bill looked around and asked, “Where is Marci and Sean?” “They”re taking a shower together. I think they are trying to save water.” Gary laughed.

Everyone was in the kitchen looking for food a half hour later when Sandy said, out of the blue, “Hey Dad, seeing how Sean doesn”t have a place to stay, except on Bill”s sofa, how about if he stays with us for a couple of weeks till his apartment is ready? He can stay in my room.” Gary stared at Sandy for a minute when Marci jumped in. “That”s a great idea”, Marci said. “Come on Dad”, Marci said. “Can we keep him? Pretty please, can we keep him?” she laughed. Sean said that he didn”t want to be a burden and all, but you could see the look in his eyes. Two hot fucking white bitches to entertain him for two weeks. Sandy and Marci were standing beside Sean and had their hands on his chest. Gary looked at the big ass smiles on the girl”s faces and said, “Well if you stay Sean, it”s going to cost you a bunch. But, I guess you can work it off in labor.” Bill stood up and said, “Hell, I got a better idea, lets have Gary stay at my place, with the dog, and I”ll stay here too.” Everyone except Gary laughed.

Bill took Sean with him to get his luggage and his car. Sandy was taking a nap. Gary and Marci were laying on their bed talking. “Looks like I”m going to have a little competition around her for awhile”, Gary teased. “Hey Baby”, Marci said. “You can have me and Sandy any time you want us”. “I”ve been thinking about that, and to tell you the truth, as much as I want to do Sandy, I just can”t do it”, Gary said. “I understand Baby”, Marci said as she snuggled up to Gary. “Looks like your stuck with little old me”, she said. “Shit Marci, you”re the perfect wife, slut and all. You”re the only woman I want.” He said. “Good” she said, “because I get jealous as hell. And, Dear husband, don”t worry about Sean being here, I promise I”ll save you something wet, warm, and creamy for your dinner” she laughed.

“Something else I was thinking”, Gary said. “I think you better get Sandy down to see your OB/GYN pretty soon. With Bill and Sean not wearing condoms, we can”t be too careful.” “Good idea” she said as she was dozing off. “I”ll call and make an appointment on Monday morning.”

Sandy, like most young girls her age, was using the pill. She had been on the pill for almost three years and had trusted it completely. She practiced safe sex, and used condoms, except with her steady boy friends. Sandy never really got into counting days, and It just so happened, that part of the reason she had such great orgasms the night before, was because she was ovulating. At best, birth control pills only worked 98% of the time, and you had to be absolutely sure you took them without fail. Sandy had only missed a couple of days and didn”t think much about it. She was young, a bit naïve, and extremely fertile. It had been 10 days since her last period, and Bill was a very potent black male. When he had ejaculated in her the night before, his cock was pressed against her cervix and he filled her. Added to the problem, was the fact that he had not had sex in two weeks, and his cum was charged and lethal. The small white egg in Sandy”s uterus had no chance against the tens of millions of potent black sperm that gang raped it, and the appointment with the OB/GYN that Marci would schedule for her, would be in vain. It would be more than 60 days before Sandy would take her “test”. During that time she would have sex with many black men. She too, like Marci, had become a “Whore for Black Cock. For months later she would wonder who the father of her baby was, and eventually decide it must have been the young, strong, Marine, who shared her bed for a few weeks. She would forget Bill telling her, he was going to breed her that night, the night when she experienced her first black cock.

“Your comments are always appreciated.”

Dez was used to the fact that most Germans were just pessimistic and negative about life, always bitching and shit. He had no more patience for such funny whites.

On one occasion, Anja almost threw Dez out of the flat. Dez was sitting at his computer, trying to do his hoework, when Anja came in, sat her ass down on his bed uninvited, and started bitching anout life, and bad mouthing other people. She was at it for ages, until Dez just could not hear it anymore. He told her to quit it. They got into an argument.

“You are just a spoilt, privileged European! Look at you, your mother pays you 800 Euros a month to study. You have a nice flat, a 2000 Euro bicycle, a boyfriend who does everything you tell him to… But instead of being glad for all you have, what do you do?”

“You are just an African. You dont understand… you cruel black man. My life is so difficult,” the white girl cried pitifully…

“That’s because you sit here bitching about life and feeling sorry for yourself all the time. Get the fuck up, stop smoking all that weed, and get a life,” the black man sneered.

The white German woman pissed off. She threw a tantrum, and cried. She put the happy black man on her shit list. Had she not needed his part of the rent so desperately, she would have thrown him out. She would not even talk to him for two weeks.

Finally Dez decided to make peace with her. He hated living in an agressive, tense environment. He knew he couldn’t help her. Plus it wasnt his duty to heal psychologically broken white folks. So he invited her out for some beers and joints. They returned home, drunk out of their minds and stoned immaculate. Events took their course, and the athletic African had ended up boning the long limbed, pale faced white woman.

Initially, Anja was plagued by a bad conscience, for cheating on her loving, if nerdy German boyfriend of two years. Of course, she had been having an affair with Iris, but she did not consider their girl on girl, sixty nine action cheating.

Dez immediately realised that the insecure German girl was submissive. Furthermore, sex presented the only possibility for her to come out of her seclusion and feel real close to another human being. And when she came, that was the only time she experienced real joy, elation; she felt alive, and glad to be alive. This made Anja a sex addict, who could be easily manipulated, as long as she was given great sex.

Dez used her body like a fuck tool, taking her in any way he pleased, whenever he pleased. He lived out all his dirty fantasies with her, making her go down on him, and lick his balls, cock and ass. He fucked the taste out of her mouth, dicked the piss out of her pussy, and fucked the shit out of her asshole. He called her names, handcuffed her, even degraded and humiliated her. Sometimes, he thought he had overdone it, but the girl just kept coming back for more, like a faithful whore.

Dez enjoyed turning the screwed up white German girl into his very own, dirty, private fuck slut. He would smile into Stefan’s unsuspecting, sneering face, and get his ass licked the moment the guy was out of the door. But when she started talking love and relationship, and wanting to have his babies, Dez panicked. It had been an interesting experience, exploring mad Europeans and their sexual perversions, but he did not want to share his life with this mad German girl, and have her raising his children. “Hell no!”

Dez made it quite clear to her that he did not intend to date her, so she was well advised to keep her boyfriend. Ever since, they had sex once in a while, when her boyfriend wasnt around, and when Dez did not have one of his numerous lovers over, tending to his black cock. However, Anja was getting all jealous and possessive with him. Whenever she met one of his lovers in the flat, she cast them poisonous, baleful looks.

CHAPTER 4: THE HOMECOMING

Dez must have dozed off, for he was suddenly awakened by the sneering German Taxi driver. He paid the guy, patted him on the shoulder and told him to keep the change (about 30 Cents). This was like rubbing it in, for instead of saying, “Thank you very much kind sir!”the German scowled fiercely and shot off down the street with squealing tyres, like a wanna be Michael Schumacher.

If Dez had looked up at the window of his second floor apartment, he would have seen a pale white face framed by a mane of jet black hair, looking down at him. It was Anja, his 22 year old flatmate.

Dez stumbled into his building and miraculously made it to the second floor. As he fumbled in his pocket for his key, the door was suddenly ripped open. Anja stood in front of him, a thick cloud of pungent grass smoke billowing behind her.

Dez glanced at the tall, super slim, long limbed girl. She had definitely taken time to make herself look good. Her mane of jet black dyed hair was neatly combed back, her black brows were pencilled, her thin lips had a dark purple, rich, shiny gloss to them. This made the Nordic paleness of her smooth skin very pronounced. Dez looked at the long, pretty face, and was blinded by a glint from the silver ring through one of her nostrils. She poked her tongue out, running her silver piercing against her white teeth, a habit of hers when she was neverous or horny.

The German student wore a leather collar with spikes around her neck. A tight, tiny, leopard dotted top with spaghetti straps that was glued to her medium sized boobs, which stood proudly like two tennisballs. Her thick, excited nipples were poking out lewdly. A silver navel ring was gleaming from her bared, flat, toned midriff. Tiny, tight, black, stretch leather hot-pants were glued to her slim hips. They were wedged deep between her small, round butt-cheeks, and the seam was riding deep up between her pussy slit, outlining her lips. A wide, studded leather belt hung loosely around her slim hips. The tiny straps of her flimsy black thongs were sitting high around her hips. She wore fishnet stockings, that ended half way up her slender thighs. Her long legs were in knee high, black leather boots.

Usually Dez would have been all over the long limbed girl in a second, but in his state, he hardly cast her a second glance.

“Where the fuck were you!” Anja demanded, stoned, and pissed.

“You my fucking mother or what?” Dez the tired black man retorted, leaning against the wall.

“I was fucking worried about you! You just fucking disappeared! What the fuck happened!”

“Nothing!” Dez started staggering for his door, which was adjacent to Anja’s. He stumbled and Anja deftly caught him in her arms.

He rested against her, reeking of sweat, weed and alcohol. As she felt his warm, manly body, Anja felt the blood and the juices rush into her pussy.

“I am so glad to see you home and safe Dez. Let me help you to bed baby…” she said softly to him.

The black man sagged against her. Anja and Dez were almost the same height. Though Dez was definitely wider and more muscular than the super slim girl, she supported him easily. Anja was a sports fanatic and her taut, wiry body was fit as a fiddle. She played the good samaritan, helping him to his room. She laid the drunk African on his bed, and dutifully removed his boots. Then she was stripping his clothes off.

Dez was faintly aware of her easing his pants down and pulling them off. And then he felt his overworked cock suddenly engulfed into her mouth. He opened his eyes to find himself lying on his back, naked. Anja was kneeling between his thighs, ass up, face down, marvelling at his cock and showering it with loving kisses. She stuck a big joint between his lips.

“Mmmm. Dez. I am so glad you are home baby,” she said to his cock.

She did think his cock smelt kind of unclean and all, but she was too stoned and horny to care.

“This African needs to shower real bad, sweaty ass motherfucker,” she thought to herself, but could not tell him for a mouth full of cock.

Anja enjoyed having Dez lying there passively, all hers to do with as she pleased. She double fisted the black cock with her long, pale fingers, and wielded it like a baseball bat. She pressed the big, bulbous dark head to her mouth, aand her wet tongue gave the sensitive head some good, long swipes.

“Mmmm! You bad boy. I ought to spank you!” she said to the cockhead. However, it was her mouth that got the spanking, as she slapped the black man meat against her lips and tongue.

She went to town, licking it all over, like a tasty lollipop, all the while groaning with delight. It was obvious this German girl was very happy indeed. She soon had it gleaming from her saliva.

Anja brought her long, thin, sneering mouth to the fat, dark head. She rubbed it all over her soft, moist lips. Then she licked the big pee slit, looking she wanted to penetrate his cock with her long, pink tongue. Dez groaned aloud, exhaling a thick cloud of weed smoke. The African hadn’t thought he could get another erection that day, but the skinny girl was proving him all wrong.

As she pushed her head down on him, her lips mushrooming, to engulf his head, he felt the blood rush into his cock. What could he say, his cock was spoilt, and it loved the attention.

“Mmmm,” Anja groaned with even more delight, feeling the fat man meat resting between the roof of her mouth and her tongue. She was drooling so much that his cock was immediately dripping with her mouth juices.

The expert cock sucker started swiping the sensitive spot on the underside, between the helmet and the stem, with her tongue, and heard Dez groan as his cock grew even harder, nearly overspilling her mouth.

Anja ran her dainty fists up and down his cock. One went up to the head, whilst the other ran down to the base, squeezing and twisting. Then they reversed directions, and met each other halfway up or down his pole, depending on which palm you are looking at.

“Oh yeah, thats it baby. Suck that big black Nigga cock, you no good white bitch!” Dez growled. Anja moaned as if he had just made her a nice compliment. Though his head just wanted to switch off and fall into a deep, much needed sleep, Dez’ cock was hijacking the rest of him, snatching the poor African out of sleep’s arms.

Anja started rolling her head in small circles, making the African’s sensitised cockhead rub and roll all around the warm, wet sucking sheath of her mouth. She cupped his balls in her palm, weighed them, and proceeded to scratch them lightly, and roll them.. She definitely knew how to bring a man to the brink of orgasm in a second.

“Oh yeah. You are good at that, you fucking German cunt! Lick that cock. But dont forget the balls and the ass neither,” Dez grunted, blood shot eyes glaring at the pretty long face that was disfigured by his huge cock.

“Fucking arrogant macho idiot!” Anja thought to herself, as she grabbed a pillow and slid it under Dez’s ass.

Then she grabbed the black man’s powerful thighs, heaved them up and pushed them sky high. She had the African spread wide open like a woman on the gyaena’s stool.

“Mmmm. I love that black ass!” The skinny, long limbed pale German chick’s long fingers reached between the firm black ass cheeks, and started stroking and probing his sensitive cleft. He was all wet from a mixture of german saliva and his sweat, but Anja assumed it was just his sweat.

“Fuck Dez! You should take a shower man!” she growled, even as her mouth watered…

“I will shower that face with my cumm!” he retorted, waging his ass impatiently. “Now lick the motherfucker! Clean my ass up, you dirty white German slut.”

“Fucking black bastard!” She growled as she slapped a black ass cheek loud.

Then Anja dove in there face first. The German girl was an avid ass licker. Her long pink tongue ran up and down the entire length of his cleft, swiping him, licking him real clean. This was just the preliminery work. She wanked the thick black cock hard and aggressively, as her mouth went up to his balls. She stroked his ass crack as she licked and sucked on the thick, overworked, hairy, black balls, till they were soaking wet from her saliva. Then she sucked them into her mouth, one after the other, rolling them around, and humming deeply, making Dez nearly shoot up off the bed with excitement.

“Ah yes bitch. Do a Nigga good! Motherfucker! Fucking slut!” Dez grunted.

Anja spat his balls out and admired the glistening black man meat for a second. She grunted with hunger and dove down to spend more quality time with his puckered hole. She rimmed it with the tip of her tongue, licking all around it, coaxing his hole to relax. Then she poked and probed his anus insinuating her long tongue inside his anal sphincter.

Dez’s hole suddenly relaxed, and he farted softly into her mouth. This only seemed to inspire the German ass licking girl even more. She dug her dainty talons deep into black flesh, pulling him wide open, and gave his hole a thorough plating and tonguing. She literary ass fucked the black man with her tongue.

“Ah yes, thats it baby. Lick that fucking black asshole! You fucking hot bitch!!!” Dez growled, reaching to grab the german girl’s black hair and pull her face deeper into his ass crack.

Anja slurped, sucked away at him, and kissed his asshole real loud. She was french kissing his rear hole like it was her lover’s mouth. His cock reared and leapt in her palm.

She lifted her head, tossing the long, black locks out of her face. She looked into Dez’s face, with lust, and gratitude.

“Oh Dez. Thank you for allowing me to lick your ass. I get so horny from it. Please cumm in my mouth baby!” she said softly.

“Then shut the fuck up and suck that dick!”

Anja moved up and clamped her lips around the dark man meat. As her mouth gobbled him up, she slid a long, slender finger up in his asshole. As she started riding her lips up and down his length, her long finger stroked his prostrate gland exquisitively. Dez had once read about this on the internet, and immediately told the German girl to learn it quick. He was enjoying it tremendously, and Anja loved pleasing him.

“Ah yes bitch! Thats it!” Dez growled, his hips heaving and trembling as he wallowed in pleasure.

He suddenly grabbed her long hair with both hands and shoved his dick deep down her throat, nearly gagging her.

“Look into my eyes when I cumm in your throat, you worthless bitch!” he growled.

Anja’s big blue eyes looked cross eyed into his face. She rolled her head in small circles, applying exquisite stimulation to his sensitive cock head that was lodged in the back of her throat, in a tight, hot velvet sheath. Her finger whipped in a blur in and out of his asshole.

“Ah fuck!!! Yeah!!!!” Dez scremed at the celing and his aching balls exploded.

His balls were working overtime because of all the sex he had just had, and so it was that Anja got quite a sizeable load out of him. She groaned as she felt hot, wet fluid flowing into her belly. His huge cock leapt and twitched in her mouth like a wild animal trying to escape. She did not stop finger fucking his ass until she had sucked him dry.

Anja was now in the mood for some serious sex. And usually, Dez only needed a couple of minutes to recuperate. However, on this afternoon, the African simply collapsed on his back, pushed her away, was instantly snoring loudly. Anja tried desperately to coax him back to life, but it was no use. He was somewhere where she could not get him back.

Finally, he even woke up for a second, to slap her hands away from his cock…

“Quit that you fucking horny slut! Let a Nigga sleep, alright!” he growled before he rolled over and dozed off.

“Fucking black asshole!” Anja shouted at him, tears rolling down her cheeks. She felt spurned for the second time that day.

The frustrated German flatmate returned to her room, dropped her hot pants to halfway down her long, slender thighs, yanked her thongs off her shaved pussy and frigged herself to two shattering orgasms. She was still not satisfied, she still had an itch in her pussy. Once again, Anja dialled up her boyfriend, old Stefan, but he did not pick up his phone. Neither did Iris.

Anja smoked another joint, frigged her wet pussy again, and fell into a frustrated sleep.

CHAPTER 5: WORTH THE WAIT

Anja woke up suddenly, to hear Dez stumbling about the kitchen, knocking things over and cursing. She glanced at her wall watch. It was 11 O’clock at night.

She was up on her feet in a second. She grabbed a fat bag of weed, pushed her hotpants down to half mast, pulled her thongs real high and walked into the kitchen with a swing to her ass.

Dez was sitting at the kitchen table, nursing his aching head. He hardly looked up at Anja. He had a Pizza in the oven, and was drinking orange juice as if he was dying of thirst.

“Naa, are we awake…” Anja said sweetly, perching her fine ass on the table right in front of him. Dez gulped down more orange juice, and looked up at her with sleepy eyes.

“Oh Anja, please tell me you are going to roll a fat joint…” he pleaded.

“Yeah,” she giggled and started doing just that.

“You are such an angel,” Dez groaned, as his hands reached for her, automatically. One big black hand rested on the exposed tops of her small, round ass cheeks, his big finger immediately disappearing down her crack. The other black hand was stroking up and down the insides of her long, pale thighs. Anja purred like a happy little kitten and rolled a fat joint.

They took the Pizza and the joint to Dez’ room.

Anja wasnt all that hungry, but Dez wolved the Pizza down like a greedy pig. And he drank almost a litre of water. As he finally lay back in bed, stretching himself and yawning, Anja watched his naked, muscular body with the eyes of a predator.

The skinny girl climbed up onto the bed, and knelt besides Dez, her ass to his face. Propping herself on her elbows, she started rolling another joint. As she expected, his big hands were all over her ass cheeks in an instant.

Dez knew he should stop being a sex maniac and just roll over and sleep. But the young African could not resist the beckoning call of the sexy, pale white ass. This was like his most favourite picture, hotpants riding at half mast on a fine ass, silky smooth, round ass cheeks, split by a tiny thong, a fat pussy (about the only thing that was fat on Anja) all bunched up in a sheer gusset, peeking at him from between the cheeks.

He raised himself up on his elbow, pushing her hot pants lower. He cupped her mons in one palm, as he brought his black face to her pale ass. He sniffed the German girl’s posterior like the horny dog he was.

“Mmmm,” Dez cupped Anja’s shaved mound in his palm and pressed his thick thumb against the warm softness of her pussy, feeling her squealchy slit through her sheer thongs, that were all wet and slippery now. Anja moaned and wagged her ass at him, her fingers mixing the weed.

Dez was a man who thought ahead. He wanted to dick Anja’s ass real bad. He had to get that ass all loose and relaxed for later.

He pressed his face between her small, round ass cheeks and started licking her, his tongue running up and down her cleft, skiding on her thong. Anja moaned, loving his warm breath and tongue on her sensitive flesh. Dez finally fished the thong away and dove face first into her ass crack.

As he started plating the white ass, he slid his thick thumb under her gusset. He felt it slide easily into her wet cunt.

“Ah yah Dez. Thats great baby!” Anja moaned, as the she felt the fat digit penetrate her, and stroke the sensitive roof of her vagina in slow gentle strokes… She lit the joint and pulled deeply, face down, ass up and getting licked.

“Oh ja Dez. Das ist geil Baby!” Anja moaned, as his thick, wet hot tongue was rimming her puckered hole. She thrust her ass back at him. He dug his fingers deep into her cheeks and spread her tiny ass wide open. As he thumb fucked her long pussy slit, his tongue slithered and poked into her pink, puckered anus, driving the white girl wild with excitement. Anja suddenly started trembling mightily.