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"Hello, my name is Pet Bonner, and I want to let you in on a little secret. You see, I'm addicted to black cock. I've been servicing my black lovers and their friends for some time now, and I'm committed to pleasing them in every way imaginable. Here's just a sample of what we do in private." Those were the first words spoken by Pet when the video camera flicked to life. She was standing in her living room, dressed in heels and a negligee, with the two black men seated behind her on the couch. She made the introductory remarks just as she was told, and she even put some feeling into it on the third try. The first two half-hearted attempts were met with a tongue lashing, and threats to drag her through every bad neighborhood in the county until she was too used up to walk. Pet finally got the message and put her heart and soul into it, actually believing in her own words and turning on to the feeling of being used.
Her two lovers got up and stood on either side of her as she reached down to hold their dicks in each hand. As she did, the men unbuttoned her thin veil cover, and let the sheer gown fall to the floor, leaving Pet standing naked except for her heels. The full frontal shot of the blonde housewife being flanked by her black studs was a true Oreo delight, and she spread legged stance gave the black probing hands better access to her pussy. Black fingers plunged into her bare hairless pussy, spreading the pink lips like butterfly wings, and allowing the camera to see inside her wetness. Pet didn't need any artificial lubricant, since she was flowing naturally from the stimulation and awareness that her life depended on a vibrant sexual performance. She knew that she would continue to be raped, but this time she had to show her pure lust and wanton slutiness for black meat.
The camera was set on a tripod, and was angled to capture Pet as she bent over at the waste to suck first one, then the other black stick. She did so without releasing her grip on either dick, and she alternated between the slabs of black meat. At one time, she was turned around so that the camera got a good shot of Pet's pussy surrounded by her ass. The men assaulted her with their fingers, probing deeply into her slick pussy and massaging her cervical button to loosen her up for their total invasion.
When the position had served its purpose, Pet turned to concentrate on one dick at a time, Josh's first. She attacked it like a lollipop, and did a right proper job of hardening the huge black dong. She took her time in working over the knob and entire shaft with her tongue, making a good show of handling the rock hard gland and draping ball sack. Pet displayed the hard shaft that was slick from her saliva, licking up and down the length, plunging as much as she could down her throat, then backing off and making a scene of how she inserted her tongue into the pee slit. She held that position to make sure that her licking the pre cum from Josh's hole was clearly visible.
Carl did a little directing of the action to ensure that Pet's personal video lived up to the image of white girl/ black man forbidden territory. They wanted her to have a special record of a classy gang bang with all the trimmings, not just a run of the mill home video of the normal slam bam action. As instructed, the man was treated to prime ball licking treatment, as Pet turned him around, and curled her tongue around his black nut sack. As she was forced to mouth the dark globes, she stroked his cock meat until it dripped pre cum into her free hand. The previously timid white housewife was eagerly eating out the ass of her black lover for the video, recording her dirty acts for anyone who might get access to the tape. More than any other act, this repulsed Pet to the core, even though the men were completely washed and clean. It was an act that made her sick at the thought, but served it's momentary purpose to strip her of any remaining self worth. The man couldn't hold off, and announced that he was going to cum. Pet was instructed to lie on her back and open her mouth as the man straddled her chest. It took both her small white hands, pumping the big black tool to bring him to climax. Her expert manipulations produced a huge gusher of semen that she aimed directly onto her tongue, over her nose and generally flooding around her open mouth. Carl zoomed in to capture the streams of sperm as the black cock spewed forth its gobs of cum. When a nice pool of jism had collected on Pet's tongue, she held it for a moment in display for the camera, then curled her tongue inside to swallow the prize. After she did, she proceeded to use the cock to smear the remaining semen over her face, into her eyes and up to her hair. Almost without warning, a big hand took hold of her hair and pulled her head backwards. "Open up," came the command from Carl who was frantically jerking his rod. Pet complied, and was soon rewarded with another hot load of fresh white cream, as it plopped over her delicate facial features and, again, into her awaiting mouth. The lens captured the scene of the white girl kneeling in position as the big buck pumped his sperm over her face. The two men were pleased with their new acquisition, and it showed on their faces as they exchanged approving smiles. Now this was a shot she could be proud of in her private video. The scene ended with Pet scraping the sperm from her face with her finger, and feeding it to herself.
"Okay, that's enough for now," said Carl as he gave the signal to cut the cameras. After an hour break that included drinks and some impromptu script development by Pet, Carl said, "Time to get this lady laid. Pet, hop on over to the sacrificial altar."
Josh and Carl guided Pet to a part of the cushioned room that had a soft over stuffed chair where she sat with her legs nicely spread as if she were in stirrups in a doctor's office. As she fitted her legs over the chair's arms, her tight bald pussy became nicely exposed, and her puffy vaginal lips parted slightly like an invitation for invasion. The cameras started rolling again, and caught Pet's instruction to let her fucking begin.
Josh turned to the camera to talk to the viewer, "Now you see Pet as an innocent white housewife, but believe me, her flavor is sweet black cherry. Anyone hungry?" He smiled and turned to watch the second deflowering of the Pet's interracial cherry.
Carl positioned himself kneeling at the entrance to Pet's pink chamber. Her pussy was slightly parted, and was glistening profusely with feminine wetness. Josh knelt at Pet's head, spreading his knees to the side and literally rubbing his bulging black dick on Pet's head as he stroked her shoulders and tits. Carl slapped Pet's pussy several times with his instrument, then guided the bulbous head to its target. He held the black cock as it slowly slipped inside the white girl, then withdrew to show it covered in slime. Then again it disappeared in Pet's slit, this time up to the balls as the no longer virgin girl moaned with pleasure. Carl held Pet's knees to the side as he started to pump her body with his tool. The camera was getting superb shots of Pet's snatch getting stretched to the limits by the thick meat, and her moans of pleasure clearly showed that she was enjoying her role as a white slut. Her protruding clitoris stood out like a stiff little finger in her bald baby snatch, and was pushed around by Carl's massive tool while he pounded her pubic bone. The pain she was feeling was no match for the pleasure of being totally stuffed with black meat. She took it all, thrusting up to meet his downward strokes, shoving as much of the dark gland into her baby chute as possible.
"Fuck me, fuck me you black bastard," were the cries Pet emitted as she was pounded. Josh chimed in with instructions of, "That's it, fuck the bitch! Ooh, yeah, push it deeper. Make sure she feels her cervix stretch."
Pet made sure that the camera caught her words, as she spoke, "Are your balls ready? Are they full of all that good baby making sperm? C'mon, work it up. Build up that load and squirt it deep inside me. Give me all the hot black baby seed you have." It was Pet that wanted to spend the next two days getting black sexed, so who better than she to verbalize for the video?
When Carl couldn't hold off any longer, his big balls contracted, and he shoved his cock in as far as it could go. It had to be splitting Pet's cervical opening as he began to buck in climax. As Pet felt the hot black sperm flood her cavity, she cried out in her own climax, shuttering wildly and pulling on Carl's black ass with both hands. "Fill me, fill me....yeah, that's it, ooh, I can feel its heat. Fill me up!" she cried as he pumped his seed into her body. I couldn't tell which was hotter, the video camera, or Pet's slit, as they got an incredible close up of Pet's vaginal area being stretched with pulsating black meat. She was no longer a white meat virgin, and was, at least temporarily, a fresh new convert to black sexing. While it had started out as fantasy, it had developed into more of trip to fantasy island for the white woman who wanted to be degraded by, and stuffed with black cock.
As the men's newest crony, Pet lay in a dream world, on her back, legs spread, and pussy stretched as the sperm poured into her womb. She had done it. She had been fucked by a black man, and it was only the beginning. Now that she was initiated, her moans of uncertainty changed to those of desire, of wanting to be taken and defiled. Her hands stroked the black skinned back that hovered over her small white body, wandering over glistening shoulders, down the sides and exploring the muscular butt that drove the seed deep inside her.
The cameras were turned off as they regrouped for the next scene. Pet lay there with a smile, happily conversing with the two blacks, and basking in the kudos heaped upon her in their enthusiasm. She carried on her casual conversation as she lay with legs splayed to her sides, still impaled on the black snake that pulsed occasionally in her opening. It all seemed as normal as dining out, but Pet seemed to relish the trophy between her legs, not wanting to let it slip from her pussy as she gloated in excitement. As taboo as it was, it was done tastefully, and with as much feeling as the moment deserved. After all, a white woman's black cherry is only lost once, and to record it for posterity is an opportunity only a handful of women will ever experience. Best of all, the experience was far from over.
Pet knew that Rick typically didn't call her the day before returning, and, since he was due home late the next night, she free to engage in the wildest most unimaginable sexual escapade of her life without being disturbed, and that's exactly what happened. The mixed trio fucked in every conceivable position, displaying Pet in lewd and grotesque images where she seemed literally split open to be flooded with black semen. The blacks took her at will, insisting that she include her asshole as an available orifice into which they dripped their semen, but oddly enough never actually penetrated. They only stopped long enough to eat and drink as the orgy continued all day and into the night. The video camera had been moved from the living room, to the bedroom, and on to the patio where Pet frolicked with her men before being fucked at pool side by them both.
The stamina of the men was amazing, and it was no wonder that they had been so successful in their previous profession of stud masters. From Pet's count, she must have consumed at least 25 loads from the two of them before passing out. The videotape had long since run out of time, but her gang bang continued. Pet took time out to cook a fine nude meal for them, all the time her pussy leaking the sperm that had been deposited in her. When no one could continue, they fell helplessly asleep together on the king size bed. The men continued to grope her body unconsciously until late the next morning.
Pet awoke thinking that she was dreaming when she heard the doorbell, then she panicked.
"Oh my God! Oh my God," was all she could muster as she heard Kat calling her from the front door.
"Make your excuses, or you're toast. Remember that we've got insurance," said Carl as he tossed her a bath towel.
Pet quickly wrapped the towel around her cum encrusted body, fluffed her hair as best she could, then made her way to the door. She was only intending to open it a crack when Kat pushed it open and made her way in.
Kat was dressed for work, and seemed on a schedule as she spoke, "Hi, Pet. I expected you to be up by now. Something wrong?" She notice Pet trying to cover her usually naked body.
Pet stammered trying to think clearly, "No....no, everything is ok. I was just getting ready for my shower. I mean, I must have overslept.....I mean, I did over sleep." She was fishing desperately for words much to Kat's amusement.
"Listen, I just wanted to drop by to tell you that I've got to go into work again today, and that those inmates haven't been found yet. Keep your doors locked, honey. I don't want you getting hurt all alone here."
"Oh, I'll be alright," Pet responded. "I was meaning to call you anyway, cause I have to see my publisher today, so I won't be around."
"Your publisher? Is Trisha coming all the way here from Tampa? I'd like to see her if you think....."
"No! I mean, she's not coming here.... We're going to meet somewhere else. At the beach house." Pet was really nervous. She had only met her publisher once, and it just so happened that Kat was with her at the time. Trisha had brought along her second in charge, Sandy who was an energetic and pleasant college grad. They all exchanged names and numbers including Kat, who seemed to hit it off quite well with Trisha and Sandy. Pet thought that it was a plausible excuse, since the popularity of her stories had skyrocketed, and she seemed to have become the publisher's new golden child.
"How fun! You said they were pushing for some wilder and raunchier material, so I'm dying to find out what's on their minds. Wish I could join you, but maybe some other time." Kat was playing with Pet now, and as she diverted her eyes to make it obvious she was looking at Pet's body, she continued, "Girl, I didn't know you exercised so early, but I suppose if your going to travel all that way you'd better get an early start. By the look of it your still sweating, so I'll let you go and hit the shower."
Pet was flushed at the encounter. It was that feminine intuition that warned her of Kat's suspicions, but she dismissed it, hoping that she had been successful in her excuses. "Thanks, Kat. We'll get together this weekend, and hopefully you can collect on your bet," she said trying to divert her friends attention.
As Kat was leaving, she turned suddenly, pointed at Pet's legs, and said, "Oh, you better take care of that dry skin. It looks rather red, and..... actually, it looks a little crusty." Kat could hardly contain herself as she turned and walked to her car.
Pet closed the door, heat beating wildly, terrified that she had been discovered. She turned to go back into the bedroom, and was caught before she hit the floor as she collapsed from fear and exhaustion. The big black arms carried her to the couch where she regained consciousness. Before long, she was sipping coffee and orange juice, coming back to life.
"I think she suspects something," Pet managed.
"Does it matter?" Carl said as he sat with his hand on her thigh, and looking deep into her eyes.
Pet looked back, hesitated for awhile, then answered, "Why do I want to say no?"

Pet had gotten very little sleep, since she was in charge of continuously changing tapes, making as many copies of her love session as possible from their store of blanks. Each time she cued the machine to ensure that the copy was being made, she got the same introduction and first few minutes of her black sexing. The more she watched, the more she was turned on, and slithering back to bed between her lovers kept her constantly excited. After breakfast, Pet was made to address oversized envelopes to everyone in her family picture, and write a personal note confessing and exposing her secret life involving black sexing.
Rick's clothes barely fit Josh and Carl, so they managed until they could stop along the way and stock up on something more suitable. They were safe in the company of Pet, but, at the same time, the trio was quite a topic of conversation with two black men escorting a blonde lady who picked out clothes for them both as if she were their communal wife. Of course, she paid for the purchase via credit card, and got extra cash back for emergencies. The most shocking part of the experience was their stop at he discount superstore where Pet dropped off the rolls of 35mm film to be developed while they shopped. About an hour later, she went to retrieve her pictures, six copies from two rolls of film. The black lady at the counter looked at the young white girl who did the developing and printing, and gave Pet a thorough looking over with her black companions. They knew full well that they should report any pornographic material, but the content was so blatant and unusual that they decided to take advantage instead.
"That's seven copies each for a total of $127.47" the attendant told Pet.
Pet responded sheepishly, "I asked for six copies, not seven."
"Oh we know," said the grinning black girl as she again looked back to the assistant who was now staring at Pet. "We took the liberty of making another copy for ourselves. You know this should be reported, and we should keep this film, but considering that it's for some brothers, we were sure that if we didn't say anything, you would want us to enjoy your party pictures. Isn't that right?" she said to the men behind Pet.
"Absolutely, sister. You go ahead and make as many copies as you want. Our lover here likes it when she shows off to some one who's interested." Josh said. Pet was poked from behind and quickly agreed, even offering to supply more if they wanted. She couldn't believe that she said that, and quickly offered her credit card to end the purchase. Now she had been exposed in public, and there were pictures floating around to prove it. Pet just hoped that since the store was far enough away from their home, the pictures wouldn't reach Rick or any of their friends, and would only be used for personal interests.
After stocking up on groceries and liquor, the three finally arrived at the beach house. The place was fairly isolated from any neighbors by rows of bushes, and a fair distance between properties. Privacy was part of the reason that Rick and Pet fell in love with the place, and it was turning out that their recent nude escapades were well accommodated if they used reasonable caution. Fortune had it that one neighbor had their property for sale, and had already moved, and the other neighbors were either not using their beach houses, or were too old to see (much less bother with) their neighbors. The men had total privacy, a phone, and plenty of provisions.
Josh and Carl made sure that Pet set them up properly, and completed stuffing the envelopes with copies of the pictures. Pet was made to sort them out and select what poses would be sent to each family member. Of course, the men passed judgement on her selections, then sealed the packages. Pet then completed her chores of preparing their first meal and setting the timer for later that evening. Unfortunately, she had to make the trip home, but before she did, she was required to service the men until they were satisfied. Pet was stripped and force fed black meat for the rest of the afternoon. By now she knew enough to let go and try to enjoy the experience, so she did her best to relax and be her sexiest. She was face fucked by both the men, this time with some force, and she learned what it was to have a thick black cock forced down her throat past the point of gagging. She relaxed her muscles, and allowed the black meat to glide in and out of her saliva coated esophagus, letting the cum filled black balls slap against her chin or nose as the position dictated. The man not getting the blow job continued to snap away with the camera, compiling frame after frame of Pet's sexing session. When each had emptied into her stomach, they took a break before going at her again, this time stretching her bare snatch with their baby makers. Pet was learning to take the big sticks, fighting off the pain until it turned into lustful pleasure, then bucking back to feel their ball sacks slap against her ass. The men made sure that Pet was full of black semen, taunting her with the images of getting her pregnant with black sperm. The words only fueled her fire as the men knew they would, and she responded to her training marvelously. They could definitely see the makings of a valuable white slut, and Pet did all she could to encourage their expectation.
"We want you back here on Tuesday for another session. You'll be permitted to go home on Wednesday evening. Is that clear?" said Carl before she left.
"I...I'll try my best, but I can't stay overnight."
Carl boomed back at her, "You slut! You'll be here as told, and every half hour that you're late past 10am on Tuesday, one package will be mailed. Is it clear now?"
Pet was stunned at the words, and could only answer yes. Fear coursed though her as she realized that she was deeper and deeper into trouble, but could see no way out. She could only comply in her attempts not to have her life ruined. Until she figured out some escape, or until the men made their escape permanent, she would have to be their white whore, their housewife concubine and submit to being fucked and stretched at their command.
"Oh, and one more thing. Have a complete story written about your introduction to black sexing just as you experienced it, and make it make it convincing. Make it such that any one reading it will want to know where they can get some of the same action."
Pet was ordered to keep the semen in her pussy, and not attempt to clean it out unless her husband was the one to do the honors. They convinced her that they would find out if she didn't obey, and her mind was weak enough to believe it. The men took her panties for laughs, leaving her with the risk of meeting Rick when she arrived home, smelling of sex, and with an uncovered pussy full of sperm.
As she drove home, she desperately sought ways of hiding her secret from Rick. Maybe the excuse of new interest from her publisher would give her the excuse to return on Tuesday as she new she must. How to keep all this from Kat? That was another thing. Kat was acting strange, almost....well, no matter. She definitely had to figure something out there. What about Rick? How would she hide the fact that her pussy was so stretched out of shape, and what if he felt the spunk in her when she got home? Their was the bet, and she could take him over to Kat and John's place to get him fucked as soon as she could get him back out the door, but, then, what about John? He would certainly want to fuck Pet, and he would feel her looseness. What to do, what to do, her mind was racing. Maybe she would do all the above. Maybe it was time to sidetrack Rick with that new boat. Yeah, that's it! A new toy to keep him happy, in fact, with Kat, that would make two new toys. Perfect!
Her plan was in place, and for a moment she settle back in satisfaction. Oddly enough, her mind turned to her stories, and she began writing in her head, only this time the words weren't just racy, they were down right explicitly erotic. "Pornographic theatre of the mind," she thought as she drove on creating chapter upon chapter of new material. There was new passion in Pet's life and career.