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"You're not who I expected," said John upon opening his eyes to see Pet staring at the ceiling. "But, I have no complaints. Ahhhh..." he moaned while trying to turn over. Then, assuring Pet that he was just stiff, he added, "How did you end up here?"
Surprised, Pet asked, "You don't remember?"
"The last thing I remember is being at your house after one hot story, then passing out after you took me home. I had some nice dreams, one of you and me sixty-nining, but that's where it ended. No details to remember."
Pet counted her blessings again, and wrote off John's clear response to momentary coincidence. She explained that Kat and Rick had spent the night together, so she decided not to disturb them by coming back to spend the night here. After the short exchange, Pet got up and helped John with his clothes. Time to visit the old homestead, and see what damage had been done. It was still fairly early when they hobbled down the street and entered Pet's house. Rick was showering while Kat was busy making coffee. She was humming a tune, obviously pleased with her night's performance. The three settled on the patio and shook off the effects of sleep with that first jolt of caffeine before Rick joined them.
"Good morning sleepy head," said Pet.
"Oh, I wouldn't exactly call it sleepy," Kat jumped in before Rick could respond.
"Okay, okay. I can see where this is going. Let me ask, who's plan was this anyway? Not that I'm complaining, mind you, I'm just mildly curious. I figure it must be a plan, since I have a strange lack of guilt," Rick said.
Maybe Rick wasn't feeling guilty, but Pet was feeling very little relief, and was still tensed up from the twisted scheme she managed to get involved in. "Well, actually there was this side bet that led to something that we figured was going to eventually happen anyway, and we were fooling around at the time, when it seemed to fit the stories that were progressing quite well, and, well, Kat, wouldn't you say that was about it?" Pet burst in one confusing statement.
"Yeah, that about wraps it up. More coffee anyone?" chimed Kat.
"Now wait a minute," John piped. "Just to set the record straight, would I be too presumptuous in saying that my wife just spent the night screwing my friend, Rick? Or should I try more explicit terms?"
The three others looked at each other, then at John, all with very innocent faces when Pet responded, "Anyone for cinnamon roles?" and she jumped up heading for the kitchen. As she passed John, she patted him on the head and whispered, "I wasn't the one with the back problem." Secretly, Pet was pleased that she had a night for her pussy to recover, and now she was ready to put her plan in motion.
Of course, nothing so significant as having your spouse fuck your best friend could be passed off lightly, so the conversation continued all morning with every one teasing and talking about what would happen next. One thing was for sure, John wanted to catch up with Kat and Rick, and no one objected, including Pet. She put on a good show talking about her excitement of getting John in bed when his back healed, but her mind was really on two black men who were building up for her return on Tuesday. It seemed funny how easy going they all were about what had just happened, but, then again, they weren't exactly virgins with each other, having done plenty of oral sex up to this point. However, actual intercourse was another thing, and the fascination of stepping over the proverbial line kept the tongues wagging until early afternoon.
Pet could see the conversation waning, and she knew that her plan included bigger things. Perhaps the best time to force the issue was among friends, so she popped the question about the new boat. Rick was stunned at the proposal, and simply refused at first, but the prodding of his guest advised him to strike while the iron was hot. Grinning in triumph, Rick agreed to start serious shopping the following week, but was inspired when Pet suggested he start immediately. She said that she had a story to complete for her publisher who was expecting a document on Tuesday, and that she really needed the time to develop the text. Everyone joked that she ought to write down the story she verbalized the night before, and, to their amazement, she informed them that's exactly what Trisha was looking for. Actually, Trisha had said that it was sort of an experiment to "test the waters" on some willing critics. Kat said that it sounded like fun and offered to help, while Rick and John made plans to spend the afternoon cruising for cruisers.
After cleaning up, Kat followed Pet to the patio where they collaborated on the story Pet was to provide. Pet explained that Trisha and Sandy had wanted the story to launch a sister publication aimed at the triple X market instead of the R rated material found in the grocery store. She made up the story that the demand was actually higher than anyone thought, and the time for market entry was prime, only they were lacking material. Pet said she was pleased to be asked for the new style, since she was unanimously selected by the company as the writer with the most potential for producing this type of material.
"Well, sounds like your well on your way to a wild story," said Kat. "By the way, where DID you come up with that story line?"
Pet flushed, but kept it together saying, "Sandy....it was actually Sandy who suggested the outline, then we all talked a little more about it. I actually fleshed out most of it in my mind while driving back yesterday."
Kat told her friend to keep those thoughts, and they set off to writing a jewel of a tale. The women were getting off on describing minute details of sexual intercourse from quite a different point of view. Gone were the references to romance, and in their place were in your face descriptions of hard fucking and sucking. Every fantasy that Pet and Kat could imagine was put on paper, only guided by Pet's actual experiences. Pet said that she wanted to stay close to her original script, and anything that was extra would be saved for future stories. That seemed to placate Kat, who worked side by side with her friend to prompt her for more and more details of the story.
Pet and Kat worked on the story for two days, feeling that they had an excellent product for the publisher. On Monday afternoon, Pet surprised Kat by telling her that she was going to meet Trisha and Sandy at the beach house the next day to go over the material. She was fearful that Kat would be slighted if she wasn't invited along, but made the excuse that she really wanted to see Trisha's reaction alone, and, if it was good, then she would invite her the next time around. Kat helped the situation by making the excuse that she had extra duty at the prison anyway, and that she would just wait for the results.
It was amazing that the story actually got written, since Rick was constantly badgering her with boat brochures and wanting her to come with him to pass judgement. Much to his surprise, she said that she was on a deadline, and that she would go along with anything he wanted, which turned out to be a fatal mistake. On Monday evening, Rick announced that he found the boat of his dreams, something that would not only be perfect for fishing, but Pet would also live in the lap of luxury sunbathing on the deck of the cabin cruiser. Fully equipped with auxiliary sail, a smooth internal diesel was capable of pushing the massive unit in anything from a light breeze to a chasing hurricane. Barely two years old, it sported a coverable rear deck, galley and fairly spacious sleeping quarters that would accommodate up to eight people.
"Rick!" Pet came unglued, "that's about twenty grand more than we budgeted! It's out of the question."
"Now, now, honey, it may be a little more than expected, but it's getting a complete reconditioning from a very reputable dealer, and I'm sure we can make up the difference in no time. Besides, I have a lead on something that will give us the extra in very short notice, and we only have to sacrifice a week's worth of time."
Pet responded very skeptically, "I don't know....what kind of lead?" "Oh, I can't tell you until I have more details, but it's a very lucrative deal that I'm sure you'll get as much fun out of it as I will. Just trust me on this one. Okay?" Rick insisted.
Pet agreed, but was almost frantic at the turn of events in her life. Not only were they suddenly in deep debt, but she was inextricably involved in harboring criminals who were using her as a personal sex slave. A personal white housewife sex slave to two black masters bent on ownership of her devotion to their sexing sessions. Sad part about it was that Pet was becoming addicted to the thought and couldn't keep her mind off of the possibilities. Thinking of possibilities, Pet took the opportunity to inform Rick that she had to meet her publisher at the beach house to go over new material, and that she would return the next day. Rick was oblivious to her short trip, and went back to burying himself in details of the boat purchase.

Tuesday morning welcomed a bright eyed and bushy-tailed Pet. She could hardly sleep the night before, thinking of her next session with Carl and Josh. Dressed only in shorts, sandals and a tank top, she flew down the highway to make sure she was punctual. As luck would have it, the roads were clear, and she made the trip in record time, arriving about twenty minutes early. When she drove up, she noticed two strange cars in the drive, but no unusual activity.
With a small duffle, brief case and laptop in arm, she walked up to the front door and politely knocked, not wanting to upset the men with a surprise entry. The door flung open, and she was greeted by a rather large black man who introduced himself as Darden. She recognized the name from Josh's reference to their previous business partner. Darden was a polite, but firm man who had a similar dark skin color to his friends. He greeted Pet with a broad smile and friendly tone as he stepped onto the front deck. He informed her that he was pleased with the group's new location, and that they had invited several new clients to join them.
"What kind of clients?" asked Pet who was noticeably nervous. "I thought this was only between Carl, Josh and I."
"After they called, we talked it over and decided that the time was right to go back into business. Of course, we have to rebuild our clientele, and the best way of doing that is to offer references....like you." He took the items she was carrying, then dropped a bombshell. "As a matter of fact, they're in there right now watching your video. By the way, you really look good on film, but I can't wait to get a piece of you myself."
Pet went white thinking that someone was actually watching her film of wild sucking and fucking the two black men inside. She was reminded in an instant that she was not the one in control over this situation, but was their plaything who was willingly lured into a web of secrecy.
"Now, while my friends watch part of this film, there's one thing we want you to do before coming in. It's not polite for a blonde housewife slut to wear clothes in the presence of her black masters, so please leave your clothes in the car. Then you may enter." Darden had to remind Pet of the many other tapes and material that was ready to be mailed before she got the message and obediently began to strip. The road was relatively quiet, and the house was partially shielded from sight. Pet stripped quickly, gathered her clothes, and made a rapid trip to and from her car. It was shaping up to be a hot humid day, and by she completed her nude dash, her skin was shining from a thin veil of sweat. Darden made her stand on the deck for what seemed like generations, but, in fact, was only about thirty seconds. Her overall tan and neatly shaved pussy were accentuated by the naturally space between her legs. Blonde as a bombshell, bare as a baby, and totally naked for her entrance, she was finally allowed inside.
Pet could hear the video playing in the family room with sounds of moaning, groaning and climaxing replaying the moments of her black sexing. Immediately, Carl turned the corner and greeted her, asking for the manuscript. She had almost forgotten, but dug into her case to extract the finished document. Darden took the story into the other room as Carl explained.
"After we told our clients of your literary skills, and that you were writing a story of our time together, they insisted on reading the material as soon as it was available. Of course, they didn't believe that it was all true, and they said they required proof. Well, what better proof but your marvelous video."
Pet was standing the foyer naked, straining to hear voices, but all she could make out was that they were female. "You brought women here, to my house, and are showing them film of me and you?"
"What do you expect? We don't fuck men, and we're open to women of all walks of life who might enjoy our services. We informed them that you were one of our best clients, and that you liked to live out everything before putting it on paper. We'll introduce you later, after they've had a chance to review your story. But for now, you're needed in the bedroom. Josh and I have some balls that need draining." His voice was commanding, and melted any resistance Pet may have had. She was incredibly turned on by her situation and padded down the short hall to the bedroom where she saw the king size bed stripped and ready for action. Moments later, the two were joined by Josh as the two black men started stripping. Pet watched as the black skin was uncovered, and combined with the sounds of her consensual rape from the video, her pussy was overflowing with juice in anticipation of being stuffed with black meat.
She was flung onto the bed, and, as Josh went down on her smooth cunt, Carl straddled her head, dangling his large ball sack over her lips, and commanding her to make him hard. It wasn't but a few moments before Carl was rock hard, and slapping his black bat at Pet's face. The men flipped her over onto her hands and knees, and, as Pet bent over to take his massive prick to her mouth, Carl leaned back. With two small white hands, she raised the jet-black snake to her pink lips. It only took the touch of her hand to keep him rock hard, and, with one hand she held the steely black rod to her face and kissed the bulbous head, flicking her tongue into his pee slit. Her other hand took hold of his massive black ball sack, and lovingly massaged the two peach sized globes. As she coaxed the warm cum filled balls, she continued to insert her small wet tongue into his slit, tasting the pre cum that flowed from the end. The man's frenzy was taken a step further when she allowed her pink lips to encircle the head, sucking him inside her mouth. She knew how she would be running her tongue under his shaft, across the sensitive gland that would cause him to cum. Pet also knew that she would welcome him deep into her throat, holding off on breathing as he penetrated down her esophagus. Although Pet was oblivious, several sets of eyes watched in amazement as she plunged his massive cock full length into her throat, and held her chin against his balls. The small blonde head of this housewife being stuffed by the black meat of a large man was an incredible sight. Her white skinned body, glistening with sweat sat before the dark statue nude and impaled as she was force-fed the man's pee stick.
Pet finally broke her suction grip, and fell back onto the cushions, satisfied that Carl was ready to fuck her. Spreading wide for the insertion, she lifted her legs providing a good clear and hairless target for the donkey size dick. Carl needed no invitation; in fact, nothing could keep him from driving full length into Pet's white cunt, spreading her pussy lips with his dark member. She was so wet that it only took two or three strokes for him to bottom out. As she looked up with her green eyes, she knew that he was in for a surprise, since he had only buried nine inches into her. As he pushed, she could feel the huge smooth prick head against her cervical opening, and prepared to be fully invaded. Carl showed disappointment at bottoming out with three inches left to go, but was astounded when she kept thrusting. Pet locked her legs over the powerful black ass muscles and kept pulling on his ass cheeks with both hands. Unbelieving, Carl kept thrusting his huge bat into her tiny slit at her insistence. Then, without warning, she closed her eyes, threw back her blonde head and yelled, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me you black bastard!" At the same time, she thrust up hard with her pelvis, pulled back with both hands, and forced his massive black tool through her cervix and into her uterus. Carl grunted with true animal instinct, reacting to a feeling of incredible tightness surrounding his baby maker. He was now inside, buried to the hilt, black balls resting against her asshole, and making short rapid thrusts as his entire twelve inches stretched her baby cavity.
"Pump me...pump me with seed. Fuck my white pussy....empty your balls over my eggs. C'mon, fill me with cream and make me pregnant, you son-of-a-bitch!" Pet was screaming uncontrollably as she was being fucked unmercifully by this black man. Her small white housewife body that had mothered two children was being ravaged by a stranger, intent on impregnating her. Her white breasts were heaving with stiff nipples under the shadow of her dark skinned stud, platinum blonde locks and creamy white skin straining to be the picture of indecency and sloppy whorish lust. Pet kept bucking against the black invader until he stiffened, and those watching could see his big balls swell to stretch the skin of his ball sack. One final plunge and the balls began pumping their precious potent seed into her, flooding her with life giving baby seed, black baby seed not meant for this small white body. Pulse after pulse of hot cream flowed into her uterus, filling it with fresh semen. She could feel the heat of the fluid as it hit against the walls of her inner chamber, covering her eggs. Pet moaned with the realization that there wasn't a chance in hell that she wasn't once again pregnant. Only this time it was with a strange black baby, small and just forming as it was. This made her wild with lust, wild with animalistic passion, and wild to be seen as the slut she was. Carl collapsed on her small figure, keeping himself buried deep within her slit as they both came crashing back to earth.
After waiting about 30 seconds, Darden started a slow singular applause, startling the pair who awoke from their revere, and looked up, still in position on the big mattress. Pet's half-open eyes grew wide and froze as the other observers joined in the applause. The clapping rang in her ears and her heart was stunned motionless as she locked eyes with Trisha and Sandy who were standing not six feet away, and beginning to join in the applause. It was difficult for anyone to say who was the most surprised, but as Pet lay there with legs spread and a hot cunt full of black cream stemmed by a black cock, she saw the smile flow over Trisha's face who was the first to speak as she continued her clapping.
"Wow, girl! If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I never would have believed it! Now I know where you get your material."
"Trish, I...I... I can explain," said Pet panicking.
"Now, now, you just lie there and calm down. Darden explained everything to us when he called, but we didn't believe him. That's when he invited us to see for ourselves. You were great, kid."
Darden piped in, "That's right, Pet, since we're partners, the best part of advertising is personal experience. Trisha and Sandy, here, were thrilled....shocked, but thrilled that you were taking the new stories so seriously. When I took the liberty of phoning them, they jumped at the chance to get your new material, and really couldn't wait to see the real you. I think they're genuinely pleased. Am I right, ladies?"
Sandy was sweating with excitement as she said, "Pleased? Ecstatic would be more like it! Pet you are phenomenal. And your video.... Have we been keeping secrets or what? And your new business...we can't wait to hear more about the details. Trisha and I have been commenting on how this could be the best thing to hit Florida since the fountain of youth. And we definitely want more details on the insemination service you plan to offer."
"Really," chimed Trisha who was now sitting on the bed next to Pet. "I still can't believe that our racy little housewife author actually arranges for other housewives to get their taste of black sexing...even impregnation services."
Darden spoke, "Yep, Pet's our regular little poster child. But, like I said before, she insists on actually doing everything she writes about. She says that puts more fire into the story. Isn't that right, my little slut? She loves being called slut, it turns her on."
Pet's confidence came as a surprise to her as she heard herself say, "I guess he's said it all, being the managing partner and all." Darden smiled at hearing her. "So what about the story? First, is it going to work, and, if it does, we have to restructure my contract. These are going to be a bit pricier than the others as you can imagine." She again surprised herself by bartering for a higher fee while lying on her back with a black dick in her pussy.
"Listen, if the product is as good as this first one, we're going to have a long steady and fruitful relationship. Name your terms, and we'll talk. Besides, I can't wait to see it complete with the picture set."
"Picture set?"
"Of course, that's another reason why we invited Trisha and Sandy here...to watch while we create some photo sets to go along with the stories," Darden explained. "I took the liberty of telling them that you wanted pictures to insert into the story text to entice the reader's mind with some eye candy. Today and tomorrow we plan on shooting some fine footage that's going to knock the socks off of some very excited women. And their husbands. Besides, the business needs material if our ad campaign is going to draw as we expect. You ready to get started?" Pet nodded and Carl drew his member from her cunt. A popping sound followed by a stream of white cum made Trisha and Sandy draw in their breadth as they stared at the interracial coupling.
Josh spoke casually, "Ladies, you expressed some interest in participating, or at least trying our services. We did say we were discreet, so now's your opportunity of a lifetime. What do you say?"
"Well..... I don't know if....."
Pet surprised herself for the third time in five minutes by saying, "Oh, come on, girls. I'm sure that today will change your lives forever, and besides, you don't want me to be the only one with a full pussy. Actually, I can use this in some stories, and, since our secret's out, I kind of fantasize about seeing you two stretched with a nice thick black dick." Her words seemed to come from someone else, as she sprang out of bed and led the way into the main room.
The men had already set up the lights and camera equipment that Darden had brought. Pet instructed the other women to get comfortable by stripping while she fixed drinks for everyone. She was parched, and the drinks would serve two purposes, one, to slack her thirst, and, two, to calm her nerves as she embarked on a new photo session of interracial intercourse with her friends. Trisha and Sandy removed their clothes and, standing naked, were immediately approached by the three black men who lovingly ran their massive hands over their white skin. The men knew what to expect, but the women were shocked at how easy it was to melt under the touch of the forbidden act. Their taboo was being broken, and their own secrets were about to begin.
Trisha was a stunning brunette with big eyes, neatly cropped hair, smooth skin, and a terrific figure. Sandy was the epitome of all American girl, complete with long blonde hair, full lips and not an ounce of fat on her. Both women were the kind that would be perfectly stunning at a cocktail party, but would be the last ones any person would imagine having interracial intercourse. It was that quality that made many men nervous around them, and suggested an air of innocent femininity that no one wanted to break. They were often left alone because of their untouchable appearance, a quality that frustrated them at times, leaving them fantasizing about being taken like an obedient woman. Their fantasies drove their imaginations to create fantastic images that their loyal readers gobbled up like treats. Now it was their turns to go out on the thin limbs where the fruit was, and enjoy some real life.
"Good. Just in time," said Darden as a car pulled into the driveway. The guys are here for the shoot, and we'll need every extra inch of dick to keep those cunts flowing with cream. Pet noticed two more black men heading for the house, and thought to herself that this was going to be a day to remember. Not only would she remember it, but it would be recorded for the world to buy, and she was the star.

The main room of the beach house had been converted into a studio, complete with professional equipment and several different settings for photo shoots. Continuous pops of light came in rapid fire as Josh caught the action of Pet and two black men. She was moving from pose to pose as Josh talked to them constantly. "Ok, now, show us what you got! C'mon baby, use that body. Wiggle that ass. Yeah that's it! Good tongue action....oooh, yeah let's see that pee hole licked. Yeah, baby, now hold that one. Good...." The blonde headed housewife and her new fuck sisters had really done themselves up nicely, and their hair was perfect, and their makeup was just right to exude that soft innocence.
Pet was in the middle of two black men, slowly moving from one sex position to another, and pausing to get the best angle for the camera. She was on her knees, thrusting her ass up to meet the monster cock in her pussy, and had her mouth and tiny hands around a big black pole in front of her face. Everything was going in slow motion as she moved, not caring so much about getting fucked as she was about getting the best photos of her penetrations. The others stood silently to watch the show as the camera popped its light to catch the cock just before insertion, then as it was entering her white slit, followed at rapid succession as the massive piece of black meat invaded Pet's cunt until two black balls were resting on her pussy lips. The shaft impaling her was every bit a foot long, and the intensely black pole stretched her vaginal opening on every slow stroke. The cock in her mouth was an even match for the one in her cunt, making it difficult for her to engulf the entire thing, but not impossible. She was a master in sausage swallowing, and took pride in lodging huge black pricks in her throat while looking up in her lover's eyes with her emerald greens. Her neatly cropped platinum bob framed her soft face and green eyes as her cheeks bulged with black meat. Not missing a trick, ample opportunity was taken to suck the man's ball sack, and to mouth each globe individually. As this was being done, she raised one leg for the camera to get a good clear shot of the black dong fucking her bald pussy. Occasionally, she would stop, redirect the action, then continue with the action.
The whole scene was moving in slow motion as they watched Pet fucking and sucking these two incredibly black men's pricks. The innocent white housewife and her two dark skinned lovers were performing in the middle of the padded floor of the living room. Josh was moving around them like a referee at a wrestling match, but was tethered to the cable connecting the camera to the power source. Pet was being captured on several hundred frames of film as she moved in a smooth free flowing dream of pure taboo sex.
Josh was bolstering the "company's" collection of photos depicting white women having sex with black men, and Darden had invited two male models to take turns fucking the women. The men jumped at the chance to pork the blonde, and help their friend out in the process. After all, they might very well throw extra work their way in the future, and this wasn't exactly heavy duty work.
As the action was driving to the exciting climax, they continued to watch Pet's performance, and sip on drinks that she had prepared as part of her duties. The shoot was literally coming to an end, and Josh was directing the final shots. "Now, why don't we get a good facial first, followed by a pool of cum on your back."
Pet broke off to say, "I like the facial, but the cum on my back doesn't tell a strong enough story."
"Okay, we'll work with it, but for now let's get that prick to explode in your face."
"In my mouth, you mean," she giggled, and began by licking from the man's asshole, up around his nut sack, and on to completely cover his huge black shaft that she continued to pump with her hand. By the time she reached the bulbous head, the man was ready to explode, so Pet tipped her head back, opened her mouth wide, stuck out her tongue as far as possible, and gazed up with those bright green eyes. She kept pumping the huge tool, giving the appearance that the white girl was feeding herself from the fountain of black seed. Within seconds, gobs of thick hot semen were spewing from the black rod, and the camera snapped like a machine gun catching the white ropes as they flew through the air to her pretty face. I must say that the man had both excellent aim and a plentiful supply, for the first gusher splashed evenly from her upper lip, across her nose, and puddled in one eye. The following spurts landed purrfectly on her waiting tongue, creating a pool of hot spunk ready for her to swallow. She held the pose like a trooper while the black sausage emptied its contents on her face. A final broad smile was all the still camera had left to capture, and she finally savored the hot cum before swallowing her prize.
Pet was laughing almost uncontrollably at the facial she just received. Her laugh was so infectious that the others joined her. She was laughing so hard that she was half choking in the process, but that made her image all the more exciting and innocent. In between gasps for air, Pet blurted, "Good God, man! How long have you been saving up? Or, better yet, where have you been all my life?" It seemed her whole body relaxed as she was enjoying her cum bath, and the group watched as this pretty blonde girl sat nude, cross legged in front of this huge black cock swinging in her face. Her sweaty tits, bald snatch, and bright blue eyes were framed in her blonde hair. Pet also mused that she was one wife who was acting so freely wanton in front of every one, not a care in the world, and also wondered how many men would be jacking off to her pictures.
Pet stopped only briefly to wipe the cum from her eye with her finger, licked its dripping contents, then said, "Let's get the next one shooting directly into my pussy. I'll hold it open while he jacks off into me." She immediately spun around on her back, rolled up onto her shoulders, and reached with both hands to open her pussy and provide a nice gaping hole. She kept falling forward, so Sandy retrieved a bean bag chair, and stuffed it under her back to prop her up so she could relax and concentrate on holding her pussy open.
"Ooh! Thanks, sweetie. Enjoying yourself?" she said beaming from ear to cum soaked ear.
"Immensely," she retorted as she smiled and moved back allowing the action to continue.
Josh stepped up close to the action, and they all followed to watch. The man yanked on his massive tool until his nuts contracted and he announced his impending climax. As Pet looked up from her contorted position, she pulled on her pussy lips, opening the entrance to her baby chute. The camera again picked up its pace to rapid fire, and caught the streams of semen as they burst forth from the big black prick and flew directly into Pet's vagina. She had been reamed enough that her hole was a clear open shot, and the man proceeded to empty his balls into her awaiting orifice. The hot white goo was injected into her gaping pussy with some pretty strong shots, and she moaned aloud as she felt its heat inside her body. Pulse after pulse, jet after jet of sticky thick cum blasted her between the legs, and soon came to overflow her cavern.
"Now, push it in me!" she gasped her last command, and the huge black penis was plunged into her small white body, forcing much of the cum into her uterus and the rest forced out around the crammed opening. Pet closed her eyes and groaned at the sensation of feeling the warm black baby seed being forced into her egg chamber, and the man held the base of his cock so its stiffness would make a formidable piston. It was fairly obvious that Pet climaxed easily while being pumped, but saved her multiple orgasms for later. Her soft white skin against his dark black body was truly a magnificent ending to which they all applauded, while Trisha gasped as she continued to finger her clit.
"Whew! Well, that got ME hot," said Sandy to no one in particular.
"Good," answered Josh, "Let's all take a break while I reload and get set up for the next session. Darden, are you ready?"
Darden was more than willing as Sandy had already helped him with his hard on. Pet's two lovers lifted her from the floor, and she came over to Trisha after accepting a drink from Sandy, her eyes noticing Carl's erection. "Sorry, sweetheart... but, you'll have to wait your turn." Then her face brightened, "But I've got an idea, why don't you jack off into one of the glasses and save it up. I'll drink it for you later, and I'm sure everyone would like to see that, especially if I get other contributions!" She shook her blonde head up and down excitedly, extracting an affirmation from Carl. Sandy couldn't contain herself, and insisted that it was her turn for some black sexing. Darden was her man, and she led him over to the center area, swinging her white ass sexily all the way. Pet smirked while she took a drink, and looked to see Trisha's reaction. "I'll bet you can't wait to get fucked like that little bitch!" she retorted.
"Yeah, and you'll lick his balls and both our assholes while you do it!" Trisha threw back at Pet defiantly. They both got a good laugh, but kept focused on their fuck sister who sunk to her knees, threw back her long blond hair, and clasped her small white hands around the huge slab of black meat staring her in the face. Sandy was a young expert at sucking cock, and she especially enjoyed making a big show of it by starting at the very bottom of the man's ball sack and working her way up. She didn't fail to have a stiff cock to suck by the time she reached the top, and she was rewarded with a large bulbous head ready to bulge her cheeks. Her creamy skin was in stark contrast to the shining dick as her small tongue snaked its way up the jet black tube, covering it in saliva and flicking the rather large pee hole at the end. Before she knew it, the camera was flashing once again as Josh was back at it, recording the actions of the white slut housewife and her black lover.
Even though Pet had been freshly fucked, and her cunt was still oozing black seed, she never lost interest in watching Sandy get laid. In fact, she seemed fascinated with every drip of pre-cum that Sandy managed to extract, and had soon nuzzled herself across the laps of the black studs she had just fucked. Pet's pearl white body lounged nude, pressing against the black men's skin, as all three sat on the sofa sipping drinks as if watching TV. The men were leisurely pawing at Pet's body parts as she soaked up the attention and looking up into their eyes on occasion. Trisha just sat back in the overstuffed chair, and fingered her clit at the whole scene as expected.
Sandy was really good at posing with a monster black dick in her mouth. In contrast to Pet's short bob style hair and platinum coloring, Sandy's hair was a light golden blond, straight, and reached to the small of her back. Combined with bangs, her blue eyes created the perfect picture of child rape as she knelt before this big black man and sucked his penis. Several shots stopped with a black ball in her mouth, then tongue rapped around the shaft, followed by several close ups of that same delicate tongue invading the hole that spewed forth the man's pee and cum. A great deal of the overall effect came from her eyes which she used to peer innocently up toward the camera lens as if it was the man looking down.
Sandy thought that her favorite among the shots of her giving head would be those with the big pole in her mouth. She considered herself quite good at throating a cock, and Trisha seconded the opinion of her employee. Sandy first stretched her mouth wide to accept as much of the black meat as possible, then grabbed Darden's ass cheeks which she pulled toward her face. The insertion bulged her cheeks, and the picture of little white girl innocence was really quite beautiful as she knelt with long flowing blond hair, and sucking on this black man's donkey size prick.
Pet leaned forward with interest and directed what Sandy was to do next. Sandy lay on her back on several overstuffed pillows to bring her head up to crotch height on Darden. She then thrust her breasts up and laid her head way back to accept his cock as he approached her from the top. Sandy slurped in the massive black tool, placed her hands once again on his ass cheeks, and pulled his cock down her throat. This was the part that Pet liked to watch, for the girl was literally forcing herself to be throat fucked, deep throat fucked! The thick piece of cock was slowly disappearing on every stroke, and with seeming ease, was sliding its entire 11 inches down her gullet. The huge snake had inserted its entire length, and the set of peach sized black balls came to rest on Sandy's small turned up nose. She held the pose for several seconds, allowing Josh to snap several good shots, then repeated the maneuver over and over. Trisha noticed Pet leaning up on one elbow, holding a drink in her left hand, and intently watching the display. She also noticed that she had her left leg lifted up by one of the black men who was leisurely sliding his stiff black tool into her pussy. She kept watching her protege, sipping her drink, while casually getting fucked on the couch in the process. Trisha thought to herself, "Well, I guess this is what we came for," and she didn't know how right she was.
"Oh, yeah, Sandy! Suck that thing," Pet encouraged as the young girl complied with frenzied pride.
As much of a stud that Darden was, he was no match for Sandy's ministrations, and he yelled some obscenity as he literally exploded down her throat. Sandy took advantage of his mistake, and held him buried to full length as he shot his sperm directly into her belly. The camera couldn't adequately capture how her throat bulged on each pulse, but we all could see her muscles expand when the jets of cum spewed into her. With no chance to swallow, she just accepted the injections of the hot semen, and only after four or five hard spurts did she back off to allow some of the spunk to puddle in her mouth. Her expertise was heretofore unknown, but was a truly extraordinary and amazing treat to watch. Sandy gasped for air as the black meat was extracted from her lips, and one cough allowed a spittle of cum to escape her lips. All five black men were in awe, and Pet could only watch through her own climactic haze as the little girl climaxed, getting her third injection of black seed in her pussy since she had arrived. Carl caught his ejaculation in his glass, and Pet caught the ejaculate of the man fucking her in her cunt.
Sandy made every bit as beautiful a picture as Pet, sitting up with her long blond hair, holding the big black cock by the base, and cleaning it with her tongue. This, the camera was able to catch, and she worked it well. However, she was terribly disappointed with the fact that she was working herself up to orgasm, but didn't have the chance to come. I think both Pet and Trisha could tell by her jittery movements that she needed release, and in a hurry. The girls wanted the day to be full of black sexing, orgasms, and men who would take them at will at any time. Of course they had no reason to doubt this arrangement because of their very good looks and the taboo nature of their offering. Seldom does a beautiful white woman give herself freely to a black man, but three white women giving themselves freely to any group of black men for as much as they want....well, that is a virtual guarantee of a constant stream of intercourse. One other thing that no one knew about the Pet and Sandy was that they were multiorgasmic. Once they started, they could be held at a constant level of excitement until daybreak, experiencing continual orgasms throughout the night.
Those nights of discovery were surprising to Pet as well, for she then realized why she sometimes felt empty after sex. She simply needed more sex, and wasn't ready to stop at one climax. It wasn't long before she confided in Rick that her girlfriends had laughed at her when she shared the story, wondering why it took her this long to find out. "You've got to be kidding!" Kat had said to Pet. "You mean to tell me you didn't know? Well listen up, we are the same in more ways than you can imagine. The blessing of multiple orgasms runs deep, and the curse is that it drives us to a far greater level of satisfaction than the normal woman. Hell, quite a number of the girls I've known are multi-orgasmic. That's why they're so active in their sex lives. We're like Olympic stars when it comes to coming, girl. That's the beauty of our lot in life." And Pet knew this to be true, since she was ever satisfied with just one climax, just one man, just one load of sperm. Their need was constant, and her ability to outpace a this group was to become legendary. Unfortunately, their frustrations could match their stamina, and right now, Pet was almost shaking with sexual frenzy.
There was now only one last woman to experience being stretched by black meat and having her cunt filled with black baby cream. Trisha was nervous, but couldn't back out now. After refreshing drinks and reloading the camera, it was Trisha's turn to get stuffed.
Pet announced, "Josh, would you like to do the honors, since you're the only one that hasn't had a little cream pie?" Pet smiled as she turned to watch the deflowering of the Trisha's interracial cherry.
Josh positioned himself kneeling at the entrance to Trisha's pink chamber. Her pussy was slightly parted, and was glistening profusely with feminine wetness. Pet knelt at Trisha's head, spreading her knees to the side and literally rubbing her hairless cunt on Trisha's head as she stroked her shoulders and tits. Sandy knelt to Trisha's side, and held Josh's massive black meat in her small white hand. Sandy slapped Trisha's cunt several times with the instrument, then guided the bulbous head to its target. She held the black cock as it slowly slipped inside the white girl, then withdrew to show itself covered in slime. Then again it disappeared in Trisha's slit, this time up to the balls as the no longer virgin girl moaned with pleasure. Josh held Trisha's knees to the side as he started to pump her body with his tool. They were getting superb shots of Trisha's cunt 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 Josh'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 Trisha emitted as she was pounded. The girls 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 video camera (which was running the entire time on the tripod) 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 her. Give her all the hot black baby seed you have!" The men couldn't believe the way she was talking, but realized that she was becoming the expert. It was she that wanted to come here to enjoy getting black sexed, so who better than she to verbalize for the video?
When Josh 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 Trisha's cervical opening as he began to buck in climax. As Trisha felt the hot black sperm flood her cavity, she cried out in her own climax, shuttering wildly and pulling on Josh'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. Pet couldn't tell which was hotter, the video camera, or her, as they got an incredible close up of Trisha's vaginal area as it was stretched with pulsating black meat. She was no longer a white meat virgin, and was, at least temporarily, the freshest new member into Pet's corporate circle of black sexing. While it had started out as a crazy fantasy, it had developed into more of a fetish group for three white women who wanted to be degraded by, and stuffed with black cock.
As the group's newest initiate, Trisha 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.
Pet motioned to one of the men to cut filming, so the cameras were turned off as they regrouped for the next scene. The two blondes applauded the action and congratulated Trisha and her stud on the performance. Trisha lay there with a smile, happily conversing with the two blondes, and basking in the kudos heaped upon her by the black entourage. 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 cunt. It all seemed as normal as dining out, but Trisha seemed to relish the trophy between her legs, not wanting to let it slip from her pussy as she gloated in excitement. Pet had to admit, it was quite an exhibition, and she felt proud, in a sordid way, to be part of this girl's initiation. 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.....