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Pet stood in front of the mirror admiring her form. "Not bad! Not bad at all," she thought to herself as she fought off the last bit of the sleepiness with her second cup of coffee. It had been several weeks since she and Kat first sucked off each other's husbands, but it seemed like an eternity. So much had happened since then, including her period, but now she was in her prime time and ovulating. Rick had been gone since Wednesday of the previous week, and now, one week later, Pet was hornier than she had ever been. She was planning a special welcome for Rick on Friday, one that was sure to be spent in bed. Their love life had taken on a new sense of adventure, as if a door had been opened and beyond was a fantasy world of unknown delights.
Eager to explore a seemingly endless world of sexual fantasy and pleasure, Pet's attitude toward life had changed. She flew out of bed in the morning with boundless energy and exploding sexual drive. Rick was ecstatic with the change in her, and encouraged her wickedness. Pet and her friend spent every day planning, scheming and writing fantasy stories that the two created using themselves as the main characters. Not only did the stories she wrote sell very well, but the added income allowed them to spend the extra on play toys, videos, and even on family memberships to the nudist association.
After that fateful afternoon when they decided to risk finding out just how far their husbands might go, the two had arranged several follow-on meetings for the couples. Each dinner party was spent mostly in the nude, and the enormous sexual electricity proved unstoppable as trading spouses was always on the menu. The women had provided full details of their trips to the nudist resort, and, although Rick was unable to go because of travel, John did accompany the pair on one occasion and loved it. There was a new openness shared by all that was evidenced by the changes in language and topics of conversation. Pet would openly comment on the subtle differences between John and Rick's cocks, even daring to speculate on what other men's cocks would be like. Kat joined in the fantasy until the two women had the men wound up tighter than bow strings just from talking. On the other hand, Rick would tease right back with descriptions of taste and wetness differences between Kat and Pet's pussies. John would join in by tendering his opinion, even playfully fingering Pet while he spoke.
The result was always the same as they wound up having great oral sex in their mutual company. However, that's all they managed, since the thought of actually fucking each other's spouse was still untried. Oh, it wasn't that they hadn't talked about it. Indeed, that topic of conversation was teasingly tossed around at every dinner date, and was even seriously considered in private between the two women. In fact, it became their next serious bet when Pet had teased Kat about who could make each other's husband come quicker with their blow jobs.
The men didn't know that they were the subjects of a competition when the two wives attacked them. Starting with a "one, two, three, GO!" the two jumped the other's husbands and went to work. The men were startled by the voracity of the mouths on their cocks, but they didn't complain. Pet and Kat worked their heads off to win the prize of being the first to work their tails off. Some extra tongue action and deep throating was more than Rick could take, and he exploded with an unusually large load into Kat's awaiting mouth. She took three good blasts before pulling away and opening her mouth to show Pet and John her gooey prize. The mere sight of Rick's cum on Kat's tongue was more than John could take, and he blasted into Pet's throat with solid shots of his own. However, before the third pulse, Kat had already swallowed her creamy prize, and was reveling in the thought that she had won the right to fuck Rick before Pet would be allowed to fuck John.
It really didn't matter who won because the two women had already made up their minds that they were willing to take the next step. The fun was in the planning and scheming of just how to choreograph the scene. It all had to be just right, and the mood had to be intense. They had argued about whether to do it when each other was present and could watch, or to arrange a private meeting when the partners could conduct their infidelity alone. Each scenario had its pluses and minuses. However, one thing was for sure, the stories that Pet submitted to the publishers had every conceivable script written out for the two wives' consideration, and they were wild with excitement.
It was a constant, but welcome challenge for the two women to continually come up with new story themes and twists. They were really getting into their work, taking on pen names for anonymity that allowed them entire freedom of thought. No one would know where these terribly nasty thoughts originated, no one, that is, except each other and their husbands. They tried to shock each other with new fantasies, testing the material on themselves before daring to release their scripts to the men. They were very cautious of what they were willing to reveal about their thoughts, and treaded on eggshells before getting up enough guts to open another aspect of personal wickedness.
On one occasion, while searching their minds for nastier material, Pet slipped, "Kat, do you every think about that guy we met at the resort?"
"You mean the one in the band?" Kat responded.
"Yeah. The one with the big schlong."
"He was black, Pet," Kat said dismissing the thought.
"That's what I was getting at.... a big black schlong."
"Oh, Pet! You can't be serious!" Kat said slyly.
Pet had an evil look on her face as she hoped to get Kat's juices stirred, "Serious as a heart attack. In fact, I've been thinking about how it would feel to be stretched by a thick black dick like that. I mean, being a blonde housewife and all. Wouldn't that be absolutely the ultimate?"
Kat's flushed face gave Pet the victory she was seeking. She had caught Kat off guard, and was well aware that if she kept pushing the story line, her friend would come around. And come around she did, but there was still something mysterious about the way Kat responded. Something that Pet couldn't quite pinpoint.
"Well, now that you mention it, what white girl hasn't thought of that. I just didn't think that it ever crossed your mind, but, since you broke the ice, I have given it a nasty thought or two. Geez, Pet, I don't know if I want to go there. Everything we've put in our stories so far we've tried acting, and...."
"Yeah, but wouldn't it be a trip?"
"God, you have a nasty mind. And one I happen to love, but first I'm going to claim my prize as soon as your Rick gets home, then we can talk about new horizons. I can see it now, my good friend Pet Bonner sneaking around on her husband, getting her afternoon delights with a big black cock. Pet, do you really think you'd like getting screwed by a black guy?" Kat asked seriously.
Pet started to sweat as she said, "It's just a fantasy, Kat. And, you know what's the embarrassing part?" She moved closer to her friend as if not to be over heard. "Part of the fantasy is about being controlled....you know, being.....forced into it."
Kat was playing with her now, getting the answers she was seeking, "Girl, you've got one sick mind! I'm just glad you share it with me. But seriously, I know a few women who have tried it, and they say that they're hooked. They not only get a rush from the contrast, but they say it's the stretching. They say a black dick gets so fat when it swells that it's almost like having a baby without the pain."
"Really? You know someone who has a black lover?" asked Pet excitedly. "Does their husband know?"
Kat answered, "Yeah, really. I shouldn't be telling you this, but several women have confided in me that they have a couple of guys that service them on a regular basis. And what's funny is that their husbands encourage it. They enjoy jacking off while either watching their wives getting fucked by these guys, or they get off hearing about their wives secret meetings while they're at work. Some even make the arrangements for their wives to go out on dates with their lovers, then pick them up afterwards after they'd been freshly fucked."
"God, Kat, and I thought I was the only one who even dreamed this stuff. This is great material for some stories." Then Pet got a devilish look on her face, "You know that I like to try out what I put in my stories, but I can't imagine taking the first step. I'm sitting here getting soaked just imagining Rick wanting to watch me like that. I don't know if I'd love him or hate him for it...no, actually I do know..." Pet bit her lip and said, "I'd love him for it."
They laughed and agreed to first things first. Kat had won the bet, and she did get first crack at full-blown infidelity, but Pet's mind wasn't stopping with John. She knew to herself that it was only a step on their long journey. She just didn't know how far, and in which direction that journey would lead, but she was going along for the ride because it felt good there in first class.

Pet liked the image she saw in the mirror, and she liked the effect her new life was having on her mind and body. She was convinced that the two went hand in hand, and that the results in the reflection were a sign that life was extremely good. The weeks of nude sunbathing and tips to the resort yielded a smooth flawless tan from head to toe. Not a white line broke the continuity of brown, not even on her well-formed nipples or her smooth hairless pussy. Both she and Kat found that they attracted extra attention by keeping their pussies shaved, and they loved catching people staring at their most private possessions. Pet's pussy was particularly fascinating, since having several children, the spread between her thighs was at least two full fingers of space. She stood with an open invitation to the treasure of moist inner lips and protruding clitoris, which often gave away her true feelings by becoming as stiff as a miniature penis. The audacity of standing in front of a strange man dangling her hard clit from a bare snatch was a game that sent chills coursing through her body, and kept her charged with wicked excitement. She was becoming bolder and bolder, not only thinking of wilder things that could happen in her life, but also secretly wishing they would come true against her will.
Pet was becoming wet just thinking about the possibilities, as she prepared to shower down before her friend arrived for their daily chat and fantasy session. She left the door unlocked for Kat as she did every day, and, just before closing the shower door, she heard the front door close.
"I won't be a minute, Kat," Pet shouted toward the living room. "I got the pictures developed from Saturday, and they're on the counter. Join you in a flash." There was no answer, but it didn't register as Pet's mind was on other things. She got into the shower and proceeded to lose herself in the warm soapy water.
Ten minutes later, Pet was blow-dried, made up, and ready to meet Kat for another day of writing and girl scheming. By now it was automatic for Kat to come in, disrobe, and wait for Pet on the patio with a cup of coffee. Pet never bothered to dress, spending most of the time nude, especially when Rick was out of town, and today was typical. She strolled down the hall, stopping in the kitchen to pour herself a cup as she always did then proceeded to the patio.
"I was thinking about starting on our black theme...." Pet said absent mindedly as she slid the screen half open before stopping in her tracks. The huge black man sitting at the table under the umbrella had been shuffling through the photos before turning to meet Pet's gaze.
"Pretty hot pictures you got here," the man said with a broad smile, his white teeth contrasting with his jetblack skin. Pet froze as her cup shattered on the floor. As the man rose from the chair, his frame stretched to over six feet. Pet could only look up for a split second, then, remembering that she was stark naked in front of the intruder, she began to back up only to have another large black man stop her progress from behind. She turned in fright, totally in shock and trying desperately to hide her body from the piercing eyes of the two black men.
"Ooooooweeeee! I do believe we hit the jackpot," said the man between her and the door. "Wait till Darden sees what we found."
"What.... oh, God..... what...." Pet's voice cracked in hysteria.
"What are we doing here? Is that what you want to say?" said the first man who was now approaching her.
"Ye..yess" she managed.
"Come on now, Missy. You look like an intelligent, if not well built woman," said the man dressed in an orange jump suit. He approached Pet who was cowering and trying to cover three spots with only two hands. "I'll give you ten seconds to get a clue," he continued.
Pet immediately focused on the orange jump suits, and quickly surmised that they were prisoners from a work detail near the state prison. "Ok, so you're from the prison," she said quivering.
"Very good! What else do you see?"
Pet's voice was shaking uncontrollably, even though she tried desperately to conceal her fright. "Well, you don't appear to be armed and dangerous..."
"Hey, Carl, you hear that? We're not considered armed and dangerous," the second man said as he came forward on the patio.
Carl approached Pet, and with slow but strong deliberate hands moved her small delicate arms to her sides leaving her totally exposed in front of them. Her body broke out in a profuse sweat to match the overall electric shock coursing from head to toe. All she could do was stare from her green eyes, knowing that the two black men didn't have to undress her, she was already nude.
"Depends on your point of view, Josh. Dangerous? Perhaps. Armed? Well, in this case, I'd say definitely," said Carl as he made obvious his motion to massage his nuts.
Josh picked up on the obvious, and started toward Pet as he began unzipping his jumpsuit. "You know, Carl, I'll just bet little missy here can find us some decent clothes to wear instead of this trash. But first, I got something that needs immediate attention. And, what luck to find such a sweet white thing to give us just what we need. Don't you think?"
Pet's eyes went wild as Josh's jumpsuit cleared his hips on the way to the ground. He never liked wearing underwear, and his large black fuck stick sprang free, already on its way to full mast. Pet couldn't believe its size, a good ten inches without a doubt. But when Carl followed suit and disrobed on the way to her body, his black bat jutted out farther than Josh's, obviously making him the alpha male.
By the time the men reached Pet, she could only manage short rapid breadths, and her body shook when she mustered enough to ask the obvious, "Wha...what are you going to do?" It sounded like a lame movie script, but it elicited the response that she knew was coming.
"Do?" Carl laughed as he got in her face and reached down to insert a finger in her bare, but embarrassingly sopping slit. "We're both going to fuck our first piece of white blond housewife we've had in years. Then, when we're done, we're going to turn you over, and...."
"No!" she screamed almost silently, crying profusely at the words. "Please don't, you'll get me pregnant."
"Oooo......now, there's a thought," said Josh who was roughly squeezing her right breast and fingering her nipple. "I know all white women think of having a black baby, and we're just going to satisfy both our needs at the same time. You drain my balls in your sweet white cunt, and I let you keep all that black baby seed as a souvenir."
"No.... please don't," she cried though flowing tears. "I'm ovulating...my kids.....my husband....my friends..." she pleaded not to be taken, but her flowing juice betrayed her. Her pussy was almost gushing at the realization that her dirtiest thoughts might literally cum true. She could only close her eyes and let her voice trail off as Carl bent down and sucked in her left nipple. It hardened like steel, matching the other, and her breathing became deeper as she went into shock. Josh lifted her easily, and carried her to the bedroom where the king size bed was left unmade.
A soft mattress, sweet smelling sheets and black virgin white housewife was all the two men needed. She was thrown on the bed, and was immediately set upon by the two blacks. Their skin was extremely black, not brown like so many others, and that gave the trio extra contrast. Josh knelt at Pet's head, took her by the hair, and commanded, "Now suck this black tool, bitch. Use that tongue on my pee hole and make sure you get that shaft all the way down that blond throat!" Pet could only comply with the best she had, knowing that she could deep throat both Rick and John, but never testing her skills on anything larger. "Be good, bitch, and you may get some extra favors," Josh softened his tone.
The moment that the bulbous black head hit her lips she felt a shock go through her body, but it was different than she expected. It was shock of excitement that she was actually sucking on a black man's cock. Half of her dirtiest imaginable thoughts were happening as she ran her tongue around the head, flicking his pee slit, then engulfing the shaft. Pet grabbed the base of the black dick that was now stiff as a light pole, and began giving head in earnest. At the same time, she felt her legs being spread, and a warm extremely wet sensation overwhelm her pussy as Carl began feasting on her flowing vaginal lips.
"As long as I'm going to be raped, I'm going to make the most of it," she thought to herself. "I'll show these black fuckers what a white woman can do!" And, she started to turn the tables. Pet ran her tongue up and down the shaft she was holding, only changing motions to lick the peach size black ball sack that held the supply of sperm that was meant for her. "Oh, my God," she thought again, "I'm actually doing it. I actually have a black man's dick in my mouth! Mmmmm...." Her mind betrayed her as she enjoyed the wicked sensation of interracial taboo. Instead of fighting it, Pet knew that this was her chance to experience what was pounding in her brain for the last few weeks. Her first black experience was happening now, and she could either make it horrible or enormously exciting. She chose the later, but didn't want to let on to her excitement. This time, it wasn't her mind that betrayed her, it was her pussy.
"Damnation, woman! You've got to be the wettest white bitch I ever ate. You getting turned on white slut?" Carl's words were muffled as he lapped up Pet's juice. Pet, hearing Carl's words could only moan loudly around Josh's cock stuffing her mouth. For the third time, she was betrayed by her feelings, and her responsive groan was a dead give away that she was more than excited, she was losing herself. Pet moaned her unconscious approval partly because of Carl's tongue action on her clit, but also because she liked the way he was calling her a white slut and referring to her wet slit. The language turned her on, and the more she was forced, the more she responded, and soon found herself sucking the black fuck stick in her throat like it was the best thing in her life. At the moment, it was, so she went at it with a vengeance, running her tongue up and down the shaft, flicking Josh's pee hole at the end before she made small sucking motions on just the tip. Pet didn't ignore his balls, which hung like tantalizing furry peaches. Mouthing each one in sequence, she sucked gently while holding his cock base tight. Without thinking, Pet even stretched to flick her tongue in the man's ass, driving him to the brink of climax, and wondering who was raping whom.
Carl had backed off to watch the spectacle, as Pet turned to get a better angle on Josh's black meat. In moments she had him on his back, his prick slopping wet from saliva, and going down on the baby maker with enthusiasm. It was far sooner than each of them expected when Josh's balls tightened, his dick went rock hard, and he began to gush. Pet was caught by surprise at the force of the first blast, and the amount of semen flowing into her mouth felt like she was sucking a can of whipped cream. The spunk kept flowing, and she swallowed for all she was worth, but kept as much in her mouth as she dared. Pet wanted to taste the black cum, and wanted to savor the whore food she was drinking. She was quite surprised at the volume of sperm she was being fed, not to mention the taste. A strange sweetness pervaded her taste buds, a sweetness that she couldn't decide was natural, or because of the lewdness of her act. She didn't really care as she calmed down realizing that she had just given the best blowjob of her life to a black man.
Pet turned her head, brushing away her blond bangs just in time to see Carl standing close by, stroking his massive hard on. She leaned forward and took Carl's member into her mouth, savoring the different taste, and making sure that he was as rigid as her dreams had imagined. Only a few deep-throated strokes were given when she again surprised her assailants, and rolled over on her back. Seductively drawing her knees up and wide to the side, Pet squeezed her breasts as she locked eyes with Carl. The invitation was complete and left no doubt that the blonde housewife was ready to be black fucked. She offered her body to the black skinned man as he positioned himself between her legs. Pet watched from behind wild eyes, realizing that in moment she would feel the hard stiffness of forbidden sex penetrate her white body. In reality, she couldn't wait to be stretched, but the good news was that she didn't have to wait. Carl's black dick was pushing more than eleven inches in length by now and the excitement of entering a white woman was stretching his dark skin almost to breaking.
The black hand holding the huge bat brought it close and ran the bulbous head up and down Pet's gushing wet slit. The feeling was electric, sending shivers over her body. Making sure that his dick was adequately lubed from her pussy juices, Carl placed his cock head in the dead center of her pussy, just inside the first set of lips. He placed his hands on either side of Pet, under her legs, and lowered himself surprisingly slow as the penetration began. Pet had expected him to plunge hard on the first stroke, but instead, he allowed his sausage to sink into her depths, slowly pushing her vaginal walls wider and wider. The feeling was deliberate, and it was unbelievable. Pet closed her eyes saying, "Yes! Oh, God, yes!" She didn't wait for Carl to hit bottom as she thrust her baby hole up to capture more and more of the dark meat. It was seconds before the black tube hit her cervix, and Carl held it in that position, driving Pet out her mind. She felt stuffed like she had never been before in her life, and only like she imagined in her dreams. Her whole body shook, not being able to control herself with desire as she put her hands around Carl's ass cheeks and drew them toward her.
Pet was almost crying when Carl started. Without warning, twelve strong powerful thrusts rammed her hole with almost a foot of black dick, burning the walls as they stretched on every stroke, and bumping her cervix like a jackhammer. Pain was mixed with ecstasy, violence with passion, fright with wild abandon. Pet lost all control and consciousness, no longer caring if she was torn apart, but only frenzied with wanting to be split in two, to have that black monster open the door to her womb, to.... to be.....to be impregnated! All she could think of was black sperm, black babies and torrid sex. Her eyes were wide, not with fright, but in bold wanton lust as she watched her tender white snatch being invaded by a very black penis. She could only think of herself as the white housewife wanting to be fucked by a powerful black man who wanted to make a baby in her. He was in total control of her body and mind, thrusting violently as deep as he could, not caring if she tore or not, but only caring about his self-satisfaction. Pet was being used, being raped hard, being impregnated with black sperm, and she loved it. The depraved act consumed her every fiber, and she bucked hard against his thrusts, opening her clean crack to the attack of the black monster.
The wide head on the end of the shaft finally made mince meat of Pet's pussy, and, by her invitation and total abandon, opened her completely. Her screams would have been heard throughout the neighborhood if any one had been home. The sharp terror was echoed in shrill volume as Carl's cock head forced open Pet's cervical door to her womb. The intense pleasure/pain wracked her body as she threw her head from side to side, not knowing what hit her, then realizing that there would be no protection for her eggs. The popping sensation could almost be heard as the head went back and forth through her cervix into her womb, then, finally swelling to unbelievable proportion, Pet felt the first pulse of fresh hot semen splash inside her. Carl shook violently as did she when pulse after pulse of sperm gushed from his balls, covering her baby eggs with black seed. Her insides were on fire knowing that she was helpless, and every fiber in her body tensed with white heat as she couldn't believe her own body turning against her by thrusting upward. Pet clawed at the black ass in her hands, and buried her blonde head against the sweaty black body of the man impregnating her. Her only desire was for more, more semen, more black seed now that the act had been done. She wasn't disappointed as the milky fluid continued to flow inside her. Squirt after squirt blasted her from the inside, yanking her own body up and down the climax mountain like a yo-yo. Pet pulled, and Carl pushed. The black man poured forth, and Pet sucked in to receive. Their mutual orgasm lasted longer than either could remember, locked together, speared by a black lance, and burned by wild fire.
It was several minutes before Pet and Carl spoke, and it was Pet who surprised everyone by first saying, "Shit! That was fucking unbelievable!" She couldn't believe the words came from her mouth, and the three didn't know who was more in shock as they rolled apart.
"Never.... never in my life have I been fucked like that!" Pet continued to pour forth. "Where the fuck have you been all this time, and what the fuck just happened to me?!" She was a changed woman speaking in tongues that she had only written before.
Still breathing hard, Carl pawed Pet's tit while he managed, "Now I remember why it was all worth prison time!"
"Tell me about why you were there," Pet said dreamily as she lay on her back, staring at the ceiling, holding Carl's softening black snake in one hand and fingering her dripping snatch with the other.
Josh spoke, "It wasn't for prostitution. That was just a charge, lady, a plea bargain. We were in business with a partner who had very special clients, white women who wanted black sexing. Some just wanted to be fucked, but the real business was baby making. The "clients" couldn't seem to get themselves pregnant with their husbands, and we just killed two birds with one stone. They would pay us to knock them up in any scenario they chose. Some sessions were sophisticated like a date, some private, some like a party. Some women wanted to live the rape fantasy, figuring that if they were going to be knocked up, they might as well enjoy the scene."
"You're kidding, right?" Pet said in fascination.
"No kidding," Carl continued. "Like Josh said, we were just doing something that we liked and were good at....fucking white women, housewives and the like. Our partner had a real fancy business going, a very special service. He called it the Ebony Club, and it all worked on referrals. Like we said, it was a place where the women went if they just wanted sex for sex sake, or if they really wanted to get knocked up because they wanted a baby, and they didn't care what color it was."
"So, what was so wrong with that?" Pet asked.
"Well, it started getting kinkier than that. Wives would drag along their husbands to rub their noses into the fact that they were getting it from their black lovers, and some men encouraged their wives to go so they could watch them getting fucked by a nice long black dick." Pet moaned at the thought, and tugged on Carl's meaty dick, producing a smile from both men. "The club would charge the husbands to watch, just to cover expenses, and got to offering some special services like video taping the action, and role playing in special requests."
"Like what requests?" Pet asked, full knowing what was coming.
"Like rape scenes and stuff like that. Hell, we got all sorts of kinky stuff to do, straight rapes, anal rapes, even breaking the cherries of some of the daughters while the parents got off watching and recording the event. Those I really liked! Shit, I got my nuts off faster on that than anything else. And the parents! They blew their wads and minds during the whole scene. Problem is, that's when it went too far."
"What do you mean?"
"The rape scenes and forced sex thing was great, and often we played the whole thing with the women kicking and screaming, but loving every minute of it from the time they drove up pretending to be kidnapped. It was the one time that the husband brought his wife in to get impregnated, and wanted the full rape scene. Man, we played that to the hilt, kicking screaming, tying her down, raping her cunt, raping her ass, the whole scene. We went at it with about six or eight brothers all night, and filled a full eight-hour tape. She was great, white, fair skinned, blonde, and very much like you, and playing along like she was really being fucked up. Only, that was the problem. She really was being fucked up. Her husband caught her cheating on him, and to punish her, he arranged for the whole thing. Paid well too. We were really raping her, and we didn't even know it. We taped the whole thing, which was exactly what she used to get us prosecuted. Her husband kept her hidden away for five months making sure she was pregnant and too far along for an abortion. That's when he set her loose to fend for herself, only she turned right around and took everyone to the cleaners instead of being ashamed."
"So......?"
"So, she had a nice black baby girl, and her revenge at the same time." Josh laughed. "Yeah, we all got sent to prison, including her husband, and the best part was we were all in the same cell block. Boy is he tight!" This time they all laughed.

As the cookie part of their Oreo combination sat in the kitchen, Pet fixed breakfast. Nobody had bothered to dress, and they were talking more freely now. The men stood very close to Pet, taking liberty to feel her body as she moved, and even casually rub their cocks against her. The phone interrupted their conversation, and Pet was ordered to answer it, but not to show any sign of anything wrong. To get his point across, Carl shoved two fingers into her pussy and his thumb up her ass to assure she complied.
"H..Hello?" Pet managed as the pleasure/pain sensation coursed through her.
"Pet? This is Kat. Sorry I didn't call you earlier, but we had a situation here at work and I was called in at the spur of the moment."
"What kind of situation?" Pet managed as she stared at the two blacks fingering her bald snatch.
"A few inmates walked away from a work detail late yesterday, and haven't been found. I was called in to retrieve their files and brief the search teams. Geez, Pet, would you believe that these guys were in for prostitution?"
"I can imagine," said Pet giving her black lovers a knowing look.
"Anyway, I can't come over today, but I'll try to make it tomorrow. Hey, girl, keep your doors locked. The profiles on these guys say that did some pretty nasty stuff to white women."
"You don't say," teased Pet.
Kat snapped back, "Now cut that out. Lord, Pet, if I didn't know you better, I'd think you rather fancy the idea of being raped by these guys. Wasn't that a fantasy of yours? Having sex with a black man, or men?"
Pet found it hard to contain herself as she responded, "Mmmmm.....well, yeah. The more I think about it, the more I know we're going to have to talk some more about that. Actually, it worked out okay, cause it looks like I'm going to be tied up for most of the day anyway." It was beginning to excite her to be honest with her friend, and her words made the fingers in her pussy wiggle all the more. What she didn't know was that Kat felt a similar tingle at the word game.
"Okay then. Talk to you later, and enjoy your day," Kat finished. Pet thought to herself as they hung up just how much of the truth had just been spoken without Kat knowing what was going on. When Carl extracted his sopping fingers, Pet felt disappointed, but knew for a fact that she would be refilled many times that day.
Pet explained her relationship with Kat as she went back to preparing something to eat. As she did, she inquired about the men's records, and what Kat had told her. Carl and Josh opened up to Pet, and she seemed genuinely interested in their story, so much, in fact that, as she passed out the plates and sat down to join them, she inquired, "Where are you guys going from here?"
"We don't know as yet. One thing's for sure, we got to lay low for now, then find someplace to get lost without making waves until we become low priority on the recovery list. Why? You got any suggestions?"
"Well, as a matter of fact I do," she said as she took a bite of eggs. The glass table in the kitchen afforded Pet a perfect view of the men's huge black cock meat, and she had to concentrate to keep her eyes from giving her away. "My husband isn't due home for two more days, and I know that you're not in the business of repeat offenses. So, I propose a trade."
"Go on."
"You stay here for the next two days, and I won't tell anyone about your whereabouts. Fair enough?" Pet didn't come right out and say what she was thinking, and maybe she didn't realize what kind of door she just opened, but she felt flushed.
"Sounds like a plan, but we need insurance."
"What kind of insurance?" asked Pet.
"Something that guarantees you won't change your mind. Something that's going to ruin your life if you even think of turning us in just because that little white ass of yours can't take it."
"I....I can't think...." Pet was stammering, trying to help, but not wanting to destroy her options. Her thoughts were broken when Josh looked over her shoulder, got up and retrieved a picture from the bookcase.
"These yours?" he said as he displayed the picture of Pet's family. It was a album photo dated recently, showing Pet, Rick, their grown kids, parents, brothers, sisters and the like. Quite a good looking group, and all very close.
"Yes, why?" she asked.
"You got a camera? Maybe a video camera too?" said Josh.
"Well, yeah. We have both. You want to take my cameras?" Pet said not understanding.
"We don't want to take your cameras, we want to use them." What Pet heard next made her heart plunge. A horrific fantasy was made into words as the black man spelled out her worst nightmare in detail.
"You're going to get serviced, and you're going to show your appreciation for black meat. You're going to make love to these cocks and beg us to fill your pussy, your ass, and your mouth full of black seed. You're going to do it for the cameras, and you're going to be convincing about it. Then you're going to be the one to get the pictures developed with multiple sets, and you're going to make sure the store knows your face and name. Next, you're going to write the letters to your family confessing your indiscretions and addiction to black sexing, and you're going to fill the envelopes with the letters, pictures and video, and address them. That's going to be our security. If the slightest word leaks out about us, there's going to be a mass mailing, and your kids, even your mother will see you begging for your white body to be fucked by black dick."
Pet's body went numb with the threat and realization of what she had gotten herself into. A moment's indiscretion had just led to a potential lifetime of complete ruin. A cold sweat broke out over her bare skin, and she knew that she had lost the game that she had created. She was no longer in control, but was under the men's control. However, a strange feeling of passion still burned deep inside, and the feeling of being controlled, being these black men's white whore overshadowed any thought of turning back.
Carl and Josh were secretly amazed when Pet lowered her eyes and said, "I'll do my best. You won't have anything to worry about, just don't let my family know."
Carl spoke, "Like Josh said, that'll depend on your performance. Now, what about after that? What are you going to do for us after that?"
Pet lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip, and felt the cum leak from her bare pussy onto the chair as she said, "I know of a place where you'll be safe. It's a beach house."