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A Matter of Interest 
by shooter3704 (C)

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Sally Lewis stood in front of the door. Her eyes were wet and her mouth dry. 
She raised her hand to push the door bell and paused. She was thinking back 
to just yesterday morning when Don, her husband of three years, broke the 
news.

"Sal," Don said, "I'm sorry. I didn't know that it would turn out like this. 
I."

"I still don't understand," his wife said interrupting him. "You borrowed 
ten thousand dollars five months ago and now you own over thirty thousand? 
That doesn't make any sense. How could that be?"

"Honey," Don said shaking his head. "I thought I would only need it for a 
few weeks. The interest is very high. I. Well I fucked up I guess."

"You think?" Sally snapped. "What kind of bank charges that type of 
interest? It illegal."

"Damn it Sal I explained that to you. No bank would loan me the money. Dan 
Fells told me about this company that makes high risk loans so I went to see 
them. They lent me the money."

"I see," Sally said, "and now you can't pay them back. Are we going to loose 
the house? How about your business, are we going to loose that too?"

Don Lewis shook his head, "Not the house, that's not the way they operate. " 
He took a deep breath, "I haven't been exactly honest with you. Last 
Thursday when I told you I mashed my lip when I tripped and fell.The truth 
is, I got the hell smacked out of me."

"My God, Don," Sally gasped, "We have to call the police."

"No Honey, we can't do that either. It's my word against theirs and if we 
called the cops they would wait and get me later. The cops wouldn't babysit 
me for very long."

"What can we do?" Sally said tears welling up in her eyes.

"Well..." Don said slowly, "I spoke with Sam Hall last night. He thinks 
there may be a way for me to off-set the interest."

"How?" Sally said. "How can you do that and who is Sam Hall?"

"Mister Hall owns the company I got the money from. He said..ah.well, he 
thinks you may be the answer."

"Me?" Sally said, "How can I be an answer. Does he want to give me a job?"

"I guess," Don said, unable to meet her eyes, "Something like that. He's 
coming by this evening to talk about it."

"Well of course I'm willing to do anything I can to help us out of this 
mess."

Don Lewis kissed his wife and left for his office. His heart was aching.

That evening Sally was mildly surprised when her husband introduced his 
creditor to her. Sam Hall was a giant of a man. Well over six and a half 
feet tall and weighing well over two hundred fifty pounds with no sign of 
fat. He was totally bald and very black. An even larger black man stood 
silently by the front door and watched them.

"It nice to meet you Mrs. Lewis," the giant black man said in a surprisingly 
soft voice for such a big man. He was holding her small hand in his. "I 
realize this whole matter must be difficult for you."

Sally Lewis wasn't sure how to respond. She muttered a thank you and led 
them to the living room.

"Does your ah.. friend want to come and sit with us?" Sally asked indicating 
the man still standing by the door.

"That is Big Tom, "Sam Hall said with a flash if his white teeth, "No he 
will stand there."

"Oh, well that's fine, I guess," Sally said.

"I am sure you are anxious as to how you may be able to help your husband 
out of his difficulties," Sam said. "I get right to the heart of the matter. 
As of this morning your husband owed my company thirty three thousand four 
hundred sixty dollars. Tomorrow morning he will owe thirty six thousand 
eight hundred and change. Your husband doesn't seem to think he can pay 
three thousand plus dollars interest a day."

"Of course he can't!" Sally snapped. "No one could."

"He seemed to think he would have no trouble when he begged me to loan him 
the money," Sam Hall said sternly. "He was given the terms of the loan 
before he borrowed it." He glanced over at Don Lewis who sat staring at his 
shoes. "Am I correct Mister Lewis?"

Don Lewis didn't answer; he continued to look at his shoes.

"Mister Lewis," Sam Hall snapped, "I ask you a question."

"Yes," Don answered without looking up, "Yes you told me."

"Yes," Sam Hall said, "And that brings us to the reason I am here. Frankly 
Mrs. Lewis I saw you at your husband's office last week and I realized then 
that you could fit into my organization if you were willing."

"To do what?" Sally Lewis asked.

"If you agree to work for me," Sam Hall said "I would be willing to suspend 
the interest your husband owes and thereby give him an opportunity to get 
caught up and eventually get his loan paid off."

"That is very nice of you," Sally said, "But I still wonder what you want 
from me."

"It is actually very simple," Sam said, "I want you for sex."

"You want. what did you say?" a shocked Sally Lewis stammered.

"I said I want you for sex," Sam answered matter of factually. "You will be 
my weekend sex slave."

"Are you out of your mind?" Sally screamed jumping to her feet. "Get out of 
my house right now before I call the police."

Sam Hall remained seated, but glanced at the big man standing by the door. 
He nodded at the man who immediately sprang across the room with surprising 
speed and grabbed an unresisting Don.

Big Tom yanked Don to his feet and smacked him with his open hand. Once, 
twice and a third time.

"Stop it! Stop it!" Sally screamed as she attack the huge man but made no 
difference. "Leave him alone!"

"Mrs. Lewis," Sam Hall said, "Big Tom has hit your husband three time with 
his open hand and your husband is unconscious. Can you imagine what damage 
he could have done with his fist? Considerable I would think." He rose to 
his feet and laid a card on the coffee table. "Tomorrow is Friday and I 
suggest you give my proposition some serious thought and call me no later 
than tomorrow noon. If I haven't heard from you by that time I will take 
steps to collect my money in other ways."

Big Tom dropped Don Lewis onto the sofa and followed his employer out of the 
house

Chapter two.

"Oh Don, what are we going to do?" Sally asked. She was laying beside Don on 
the bed. It had taken a long time to get him to come around. His face was 
showing signs of the bruising that would be there soon.

"I don't know Sal," He said the defeat evident in the tone of his voice. "I 
just don't know."

"Maybe we could go to my Mother's place and hide until this mess blows 
over."

He didn't respond for a while and when he did we was almost crying. "Do you 
really think he'll let thirty seven thousand dollars "blow over? No Sal he'd 
find me."

"Would he kill you?" she asked fearfully.

"Ha, I should be so lucky," Don said bitterly. "He'll keep beating the hell 
out of me until I sign over my company to him."

"Then for God's sake give him the damned company," She cried, "We can start 
all over somewhere else."

"I've put four years hard work and long hours into that business," He said. 
"I've sacrificed everything for it. We're doing good now and If I just had a 
chance I could get that damned loan paid off."

Sally Lewis rolled up on her elbow and looked at her husband. In their four 
years of marriage she had never seen him so dejected.

"What are you saying Don?" She asked softly, "Are you suggesting I agree to 
his.proposal? You want me to have sex with him? Is that what you're saying?"

"I can get him paid off in a few weeks if that damned interest would just 
stop for a while." Don said softly. "I just need a chance."

Sally Lewis stared at her husband who did not look at her.

"I see," she said almost inaudibly.

Now Sally Lewis stood in front of the door of her husband's creditor on 
trembling legs. She couldn't believe that she had agreed to do this thing. 
She recalled Don's sobbing with a mixture of pity and disgust.

She had called the number on the card that Sam Hall had left a few minutes 
before noon. She had agreed to do it last night, but had waited until the 
last minute hoping that something would happen to change things. It had not.

Sam Hall answered her call. "I'm pleased that you called Mrs. Hall. May I 
call you Sally?"

That had seemed absurd to Sally. This monster was going to force her to have 
sex with him and he had asked permission to call her by her first name.

"Of course," she had answered. "Call me what ever you want to."

"Sally will do for now," Sam said. "You may call me Mister Hall or Sir. 
Listen very carefully, you will start tonight. Do you have a pen and paper? 
I'll give you my address and some instructions." He gave her the address and 
continued, "First I want you to shave all the hair from your pubic area. 
Make sure you shave your underarms. I want you to wear red half bra and red 
thong panties under a black cocktail dress. Do not wear panty hose. If you 
don't have these things, go buy them. I want you to bath in vanilla bath 
oil. Again, if you don't have it, buy it. Birth control is your business as 
I do not wear rubbers. Do you have a preference as to alcoholic beverage?"

"I seldom drink". Sally answered. "I guess I don't know one drink from 
another. Maybe white wine. I've had that one time. I don't understand," she 
said, "Why do I have to shave my.er. you know?"

"Pussy, Sally. Call it a pussy or cunt. The reason is simple.I want you to. 
I hate to eat a hairy cunt. Also I love to see my black cock enter a white 
pussy and hair just gets in the way. Seven o'clock sharp Sally, Take a taxi, 
we'll get you home." He said. "Don't be late."

Sally had sat in shock at his words. After a while she got up and left to do 
some shopping.

Sally Lewis raise her hand and pressed the bell button. Glancing at her 
watch she saw that it was exactly seven o'clock.

The door was opened by the man called Big Tom and he silently waved her 
inside the apartment.

"Welcome Sally," Sam Hall said after she had been shown into the sunken 
living room. "I have taken the liberty to fixing you a special drink. I 
think you will like it." He handed her a glass.

Before her arrival Sam Hall had mixed the drinks. In Sally's drink he had 
placed a small amount of GHB (gamma-hydroxybutyrate), or as it was sometimes 
called "Georgia home boy" or "grievous bodily harm". GHB is also know as one 
of the common date rape drugs.

It wasn't Sam's intention of raping Sally, he simply wanted her relaxed and 
compliant to his demands

Chapter two

Soft music was playing from unseen speakers and the lighting was also soft.

"Please sit over here Sally," the big man said, indicating a sofa in the 
sunken living room. "Let's get to know one another, shall we?"

Sally Lewis nodded and sat on the sofa. Her stomach was churning and her 
pulse was racing from the fear she felt. She was a realist and she knew it 
was much too late to back out, but she wanted the run away from this.

Sam Hall sat beside her on the sofa, close, but not touching her. This was 
not a new thing for him and his plan was simple. He would court the young 
housewife and make her his own and he would go slowly. It had worked for him 
many times in the past.

He began by asking her questions about herself, her family, where she grew 
up, her likes, and her dislikes. Sally was only vaguely aware that she had 
finished her drink and that he had placed another one in her hand.

"So Sally," Sam said, "Do you like sex?"

"Yes I do," She answered, "With my husband."

"What about oral sex?" Sam asked. Sam had carefully moved closer to her and 
had been gently stroking her arm and shoulder.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Sally asked. Of course she knew what oral sex was, 
but it was a subject that she and her husband shied away from. Donald had 
tried to get her to suck him, but she refused and certainly wouldn't 
consider letting him lick her. Sally thought that it was sick.

"I mean do you give good old Don blow jobs?" Sam said. "Does he go down on 
your pussy? How about sixty-nine?"

Sally felt that she should feel something at his words, but the combination 
of alcohol and GBH had served to dampen her emotions. She just shook her 
head and said, "We don't do that."

"Well Sally," Sam Hall said, moving his hand behind her neck and gently 
pulling her closer to him. "Before this week end is over you will have 
sucked cock and had your sweet pussy eaten more than once."

He leaned toward her as he spoke and planted a kiss on her mouth, gently at 
first then with more intensity.

Sally couldn't resist. Sam Hall continued to kiss her sticking his tongue 
into her mouth and placing his hand on the top expose part of her breast. 
This was one of the best parts for him. He loved the effort of conquest and 
that was why the dosage of drugs was so very light.

They kissed and Sam fondled her for several more minutes until she began to 
respond.

"Sally did you shave your cunt for me?" he asked softly as he nuzzled her 
neck and stroked the top of her breast.

There was no answer from Sally so he lowered his hand on her breast until he 
found her nipple through the dress.

"Did you shave your cunt, Sally?" he asked applying pressure to the nipple. 
When she still didn't answer he pinched her nipple hard.

Sally whimpered and sat up straight, "Yesss," She cried.

"Yes what, Sally?" Sam asked.

"Yes I shaved my. my.."

He pinched the nipple again, but not quiet as hard, but hard enough.

"My cunt," Sally said. "I shaved my cunt like you said to do."

"Very good," Sam said and begun to kiss her again while rolling the 
hardening nipple in his fingers.

After nearly fifteen minutes Sally was breathing hard and kissing back, 
giving back as good as she was getting.

At a touch of the remote control the music changed to a pulsating deep drum 
beat.

"Stand up, Sally," He commanded. "I want you to take off your dress for me. 
Do it slowly."

Sally slowly got to her feet and stood before the huge black man. Now the 
music was louder and she knew that she should be feeling revulsion or 
something like it, but strangely she didn't. She felt a sense of excitement 
along with a little fear of the unknown.

She closed her eyes and swayed to the intoxicating beat of the music and it 
was almost like her hands had some command from someone other than herself. 
She reached behind her and unzipped her dress.

While still swaying to the beat of the drums she let the dress fall off of 
one shoulder and than the other one and than slowly as if in slow motion 
fall from her body to the floor.

Sally opened her eyes and looked at Sam and saw that he was watching her 
intently as she swayed in front of him wearing only a pair of red thong 
panties and a red half bra and a pair of black high heels.

Strangely she felt in control of this situation and with one foot she pushed 
the crumpled dress out of the way and pivoted around so that the man could 
see her backside.

Sally knew she had a good figure and while she normally didn't wear clothing 
that showed it, this felt good to her. She knew she was exciting the man and 
that gave her a feeling she was unaccustomed to. It was thrilling for her.

"Now the bra, Sally," She heard the voice say from behind her. "Take off the 
bra and let me see your milky white tits."

The new bra had a front clasp and so she undid it and holding the bra 
together she turned back to the still seated man. The drums were now louder 
and Sally, the young white wife opened the bra and show her thirty-six C-cup 
breasts to this black man.

"Very nice, Sally," Sam said giving her a wide smile, "You have a wonderful 
set of titties. Shake them for me."

Sally could not only hear the beating, pulsating drums but she could also 
feel it. The beat was a live throbbing thing and she found herself moving 
her shoulders, making her full breasts shake to the beat of the drums. She 
was aware that her nipples were stiff and almost to the point of hurting so 
she slowly brought her hand up and caressed her breasts and nipples easing 
the pain somewhat.

"Now get rid of the panties, Sally," Sam said his voice husky from the 
excitement he was feeling. "I want to see your white bare pussy."

Slowly she complied, swaying and moving to the beat of the primitive beat of 
the drum. She turned and let him see the tiny strips of material cross the 
cheeks of her butt. When the thong had been removed she slowly turned back 
to Sam Hall and stood before him completely unclothed except for the shoes.

"Come here," he said, his voice much deeper.

Sally took the three steps it took to stand directly in front of him.

"Lean down and kiss me," He ordered.

When she did, he took both of her swaying breasts in his hands and gently 
rolled the nipples, causing her to moan into his mouth.

Sam Hall released one pebble like nipple and ran his hand down between her 
legs. She was moist; he knew that she was his.

Chapter three

"Sally kneel down and take my cock out," He said.

She hesitated only momentarily and dropped to her knees on the carpet.

Sally took the zipper tab and tugged until it slid down. She took both hands 
and undid his belt and unsnapped his pants.

Sam's black cock sprang out like a cobra from a basket and seemed to stand 
as tall.

Sally gasped and leaned back starting to rise and flee the monster that 
swayed before her.

Sam held her arms just above her elbows to prevent her escape.

"Take my cock in your hand, Sally." he said firmly. "Use two hands if you 
wish."

Sally reached out with a hand that was shaking and took the coal black tube 
in her hand. It was hot to the touch and alive with energy and larger than 
any penis she had ever seen. Of course, she reminded herself, she had only 
seen three. Her father when she had accidentally opened the bathroom door, 
her high school sweetheart and that was only a fleeting glimpse, and her 
husband. This thing on Sam Hall was much larger than any of the three.

"Do you like it Sally?" Sam asked softly. "He really likes you."

Sally didn't answer, but managed to convey her appreciation for his manhood 
by moving her hand up and down.

"I want you to kiss it," Sam said using one large hand to mover her head 
closer. "Kiss the tip of my cock."

Part of Sally Lewis wanted to scream "no", but her head kept moving toward 
the giant phallus as if it had a mind of it's own.

She gave the very tip a quick peck and pulled back almost as if she expected 
it to charge after her. Then she leaned forward and kissed the purple head 
again, this time for a longer period, and soon she was licking the head and 
the shaft and than opened her mouth and put the head inside.

"Easy sweetie," Sam cautioned. "Watch the teeth." He was very pleased with 
her progress. He was confident that soon he would need no drugs at all to 
bend her to his will.

He let her worship his cock for a while than eased her away from it. "Swap 
places with me he ordered her. "It's time for me to taste your pussy."

As Sally and he made the switch he quickly discarded his clothing. When 
Sally was seated he took both of her ankles in his hands and separated her 
legs and lifted them high into the air.

He slowly and deliberately kissed and licked both legs from the knee upward 
to where he could smell the intoxicating musk from her heated love nest. He 
bypassed that and went on to her stomach and begun kissing and licking his 
way back down. By the time he got back to her mound of love, Sally was 
moaning and twitching.

Sam let her legs fall across his shoulders and he dove into her love box 
using his tongue to push her outer lips out of the way he began eating her 
in earnest.

It only took a few minutes of his administration until she began a series of 
chirping and her hips begun to hunch his face.

"Oh Lord.Oh Lord.ohhhhhh my..." Sally called out passionately as she 
experienced the first of her orgasms.

Sam used his shirt to wipe her juices from his face and while she was still 
in the throes of her orgasm he pulled her out to the edge of the sofa and 
took his still hard manhood and rubbed it between the lips of her pussy. It 
was time to fuck this white woman.

Chapter four

Sally was in a post orgasm fog until she felt the huge object slide into the 
entrance of her box. She smiled slightly as Sam worked his massive tool into 
her and she continued to smile until he passed the four inch mark. That was 
as deep as her only lover, her husband, had ever gone. Her eyes snapped 
completely open at six inches. Sally Lewis had never felt so filled. On one 
level it felt good while on another level she felt discomfort.

When the black man had achieved full penetration he stayed absolutely still 
and allowed her to adjust to his size. He knew that any female could and 
would open to accept any cock with few exceptions. He personally knew two or 
three men who's size very few women could take completely. Big Tom, who he 
knew was lurking near-by, was one of them. Tom had a nine inch cock that was 
bigger around than a beer can at the base. Fortunately for the women he 
fucked, it was tapered like a tent stake.

Sam brought his attention back to the present and the woman impaled beneath 
him. Sally was beginning to make short hunching motion and was mewing like a 
cat.

"Are you ready?" Sam asked her.

"Yes, do it," Sally said, almost breathlessly.

"Do what, Sally?" Sam teased. "What is it you want me to do? Fuck you?"

"Yes, do it," She panted.

"Than say it Sally," He said. "Tell me to fuck you."

"Fu..fuck me!" she said loudly. "Do it now!"

Sam Hall obliged the small white woman. He began to fuck her with slow, but 
steady strokes.

After thirty minutes of this Sally lost count of the climaxes she had. At 
some point Sam had changed her to her knees on the sofa and had taken her 
from behind, a first for the young woman. Don had never taken her that way. 
Sally loved it that way and wondered why her husband had never suggested it.

Sally was building up to another climax when she heard Sam grunt and say. 
"Get ready Sally. I'm going to come in your cunt."

His words combined with the action brought her to an enormous climax just as 
she felt Sam spew his seed into her.

The couple rested on the sofa again. Sally assumed, incorrectly, that he was 
through for the night and she had to admit to herself that she was 
disappointed with that ideal.

She was startled when after a while Sam took her hand and put it on his 
cock. It was wet and slick, and much to her surprise and delight it was 
still hard. Not as hard as it had been, but defiantly not soft and shriveled 
like Don's would have been.

She stroked his manhood and was surprised that it begin to stiffen again.

"Stand up Sally," Sam instructed. She stood and Sam did also and he 
effortlessly picked her up and impaled her on his hard cock.

With her legs wrapped around him he started walking up the steps out of the 
sunken living room. Just as Sally had another climax she noticed that the 
man she knew only as Big Tom was watching them. Big Tom grinned at her as 
they passed him.

"We are going to the bedroom Tom," Sam said. "We'll continue the fucking 
there. Bring us some refreshments in after a bit."

Sally saw the flash of the big man's teeth as he smiled at them, but was too 
far into the passion to care that he saw her in that position. She was 
building up to another orgasm because the walking motion was causing her to 
bounce up and down on the rigid black pole.

For the next forty five minutes Sam Hall fucked Sally in every position that 
two people can do. She lost count of her orgasms and twice she nearly passed 
out from the intensity of the passion.

Sally and Sam were laying side by side on the large bed trying to catch 
their breaths when the door opened and Big Tom walked in carrying a tray.

Sally tried to find something to cover her nakedness.

"Stop!" Sam commanded. "Do not cover yourself. Let Tom see your well fucked 
white pussy and your well chewed tits."

Sally was at a loss. Her inbred sense of modesty dictated that she cover 
herself, but she was totally under Sam's control. She lay back on the pillow 
and let her legs fall apart. She could almost feel the huge black's eyes on 
her most private parts.

"Isn't that a beautiful cunt, Tom?" Sam asked. The big black man silently 
smiled and nodded his answer.

"I'll wager you would like to stick your tongue into that hole," Sam 
continued. "It a damned shame that you don't have a tongue isn't it Tom."

He rolled over on his side and looked down at Sally, "You see, Sally, Tom 
lost his tongue. He spoke to me in a most disrespectful way and I cut it 
out. Let that serve as a lesson to you." He rolled over and got out of the 
bed. "Tom is the tub ready?" at Tom's nod he said, "Good bring the drinks to 
the spa. Come, sweet Sally let's soak for a while."

Chapter five

Sally lay back in the hot bubbling water. She wasn't at all sure that Sam 
Hall had told her the truth about his employee, but part of her did believe 
him. While he had been kind and considerate to her there was a toughness 
about him.

One thing she was sure of and that was, Sam Hall was a powerful lover. She 
had never had so many climaxes. He wasn't anything like her husband Don. Don 
was good for one lovemaking session a night every four or five nights and 
many time he left her unsatisfied.

While she mused over this she was keenly aware that Sam was sitting very 
close to her in the hot tub.

"And what is Sally thinking about, I wonder?" Sam said.

"Oh nothing really," She answered "just letting my mind wander."

"Ah, I see. More champagne?"

Sally didn't know a good champagne from bad, but she knew that this one 
tasted good and made her stomach warm and she like the feeling.

"Yes please," she said raising up to hand Big Tom her glass. She was aware 
that the big man had a clear view of her breast, but since he had see her 
completely naked it didn't seem to matter any more.

After a while Sam begun to stroke her and fondle her breasts and she felt 
herself responding.

Sam didn't appear at all surprised that she reached over and took hold of 
his cock without any urging from him. They mutually stroked each other for a 
while and than Sam raised himself up and sat on the edge of the tub. "Suck 
my cock, Sally." He instructed. "Suck it until I come in your mouth. Do not 
spit it out. Swallow every bit of it."

Sally wasn't sure she could do as he had commanded, but she resolved to try.

After about ten minutes of kissing and sucking he shot off in her mouth and 
when she started to pull away he held her head in place in an iron grip.

"Swallow it," he hissed, "or I'll beat your ass until your nose bleeds."

With that motivation she fought down the rising gag reflex and swallowed his 
come. She was surprised to find it wasn't all that difficult and nowhere as 
unpleasant as she had expected.

Sam slipped off the edge of the tub back into the steaming water.

"Very good, Sally. Very good, indeed. I'm very proud of you. You deserve a 
reward and I know exactly what it will be. I'll give you a good fucking. 
Would you like that?"

"Yes," Sally answered truthfully, "I would."

"Good. Stand up and take hold of the edge of the tub with both hands. I'll 
fuck you from behind like the bitch you are."

Sally got up and turned her back to him noticing that the ever-present Tom 
was standing a few feet away, watching.

Sam stepped behind her and eased his cock into her wet pussy until he had 
inserted his full length into her.

"Does that feel good, Sally?" Sam asked.

She nodded.

"I didn't hear you. Does my black cock feel good in your white cunt?"

"Yes."

"No Sally, tell me what you feel."

"I.I mean.your black cock feels good in my white cunt," she said loudly.

"And what do you want?" Sam prompted.

"I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck my white cunt with your black 
cock!"

"Very good, Sally," Sam said and obliged her by starting to fuck her. "And 
while I fuck you with my black cock I want you to suck Tom's black cock 
until he comes in your mouth."

Shocked, Sally raised her head to see a monstrous cock right in her face. It 
was much larger then Sam's and twice as big as her husband's.

"Take it in your hand, Sally," Sam commanded. "You'll learn to appreciate 
that cock as time goes by. Mind your teeth now. I realize that you are a 
novice, but you get a bit careless from time to time."

Sally hesitated then almost as if her hand had a mind of it's own it reached 
and took the large penis. It was hot to the touch and heavy in her small 
hand.

"Suck him Sally," Sam urged. "Take his cock in your mouth and suck him 
good."

Sally put her tongue on the hot black cock and gave it a tentative lick, 
first up one side of the monster than on the other side. Pretty soon she was 
sucking Tom's cock and somewhat surprised to find she enjoyed the giving and 
the receiving

However it wasn't long before she quickly realized that her jaw was 
beginning to ache so she begin to stroke Tom's dick as she sucked. The head 
of Tom's cock wasn't very big, but an inch or so back it got very big, and 
she wanted to hurry the process.

It was almost like the two men had a signal or something because just as she 
felt the sperm from San's cock gush into her she felt Tom shoot into her 
mouth causing her to gag.



"Swallow it Sally," Sam commanded. "Swallow every drop."

She bravely controlled the impulse to spit it out and she managed to swallow 
the copious amount of sperm. She felt a ridiculous sense of pride that she 
had.

"Very good, Sally," Sam praised her. "You will be a professional cock sucker 
in no time." They had settled back into the hot tub and Big Tom had joined 
them.

"Did you enjoy being fucked and sucking a cock at the same time?" Sam asked. 
He had put his arm around her and pulled her close.

"Yes," she answered, "Yes I did."

"Then you must tell Tom that you did."

Sally turned to the big black man sitting next to her.

"Thank you Tom, for letting me ...ah. suck your cock." She said.

"Show him you appreciate it," Sam urged. "I'm not at all jealous. Kiss Tom 
and show him you like his cock."

Sally raised up out of the water to reach Big Tom's lips and she kissed him 
long and hard, her hand reaching for his cock.

"That is much better," Sam said. "In fact I need to go out for a while and I 
want you to stay here and fuck Tom for as long as he wants to and I'll see 
you in the morning."

Chapter six

Sally Lewis woke slowly and even before she opened her eyes she knew the sun 
was streaming into the room. For a moment she didn't know where she was and 
then she remembered.

She lay still for a few minutes trying to assess the situation. She recalled 
vividly the events of the preceding night. Vividly. She had been taken over 
and over again by Sam Hall's friend or henchman or whatever he was. The huge 
man didn't seem to tire or ever go completely soft.

Part of Sally's mind wanted to think of what had happen as making love, but 
she knew there was little, if any, love involved. It had been nothing but 
raw passion and she had been truly fucked, a word that had not been a part 
of her vocabulary until last night. Sam had fucked her, and Big Tom had 
really fucked her.

After fooling around in the hot tub for a while, Tom had leaped out of the 
tub and scooped her up and carried her to a bedroom. He didn't stop to dry 
either of them. He deposited her onto a large bed and took her without any 
fanfare.

Sally felt herself beginning to moisten as she thought about what had 
happed.

For such a big man he had been surprisingly gentle with her. At least at the 
beginning. He worked his massive tool in slowly giving her enough time to 
adjust and accommodate his size. Sally felt her face flush as she recalled 
how full she had felt. And yes, she admitted to herself, how good she had 
felt. Big Tom fucked her in every conceivable position before the night was 
over with. Sally smiled as she thought this. Actually Big Tom had fucked her 
in several positions she could have never imagined. Never in a million 
years, but she was beginning to realize that she had led a very sheltered 
life.

At one point Big Tom lay on his back and had actually lifted her up and sat 
her down on his cock. She shivered as she remembered coming to a climax 
before she had slid all the way down his rigid pole. As she remembered that 
event her hand was creeping down to her moist slit and she rubbed her 
clitoris; something she had never done before. She was aware that her 
nipples were hard and also tender. Big Tom had seem to be fascinated by her 
milky white breasts and pink nipples and he had spent a lot of time biting, 
pulling teasing her nips.

With her eyes still closed she kicked the cover off of her nude body and 
spread her legs for better access to her womanhood.

"Let me give you a hand, Sally," Sam Hall said, causing her eyes to fly 
open. In her excitement she had not heard him enter the room. He was 
standing beside the bed, naked, his black cock hard. "Shall I?"

"Yes please," Sally said, moving over to give him better access.

Sam Hall spread her pussy lips and vigorously massaged her clit, smiling as 
she groaned and arched her back. Sally Lewis was coming around nicely he 
thought. Very nice, indeed.

"Did you enjoy your night with Big Tom?" her asked.

Sally hesitated only momentarily, "Yes I guess I did."

"What did he do?"

"He made.ah.He fucked me," She answered.

"Tell me about it," he insisted still rubbing her clit and sticking one then 
two fingers into her. She was a bit looser than she had been when he had 
fingered her last night. Not much, but some. A few more sessions with Big 
Tom and she could take the surprise he had in store for her.maybe.

"He was good," Sally said her voice slow and jerky from his administration 
of her cunt.

"Better than me?" he asked.

"No, not better, but bigger and certainly different. He didn't stop all 
night." Her voice was louder as she approached orgasm.

Sam stopped fingering her.

"Turn around and get on your knees, Sally," he demanded, "Time for me to 
fuck your cunt."

Having been denied her orgasm she hurriedly got into position and screamed 
in pain and delight when the black man rammed his cock into her in one rough 
motion.

"How do you feel now, bitch?" Sam said fucking her with rapid strokes.

"Oh my God!" she said. "I love it! Don't stop I'm all most there!"

"Who's better now?" he teased.

"You are..Fuck me. Don't stop!"

"Liar," he said continuing to pound her cunt. "I'm starting to think you 
like Black cock. Do you?"

"Yesssss," she hissed.

"Say it Sally," Sam said. "Tell me that you like black cock."

"I like. I love black cock!" she screamed as she came. "Oh God forgive me 
but I do love it."

Chapter seven

Sam Hall stayed with her for another thirty minutes bringing her to several 
orgasms. Sally was shocked that at one point Sam worked his large finger 
into the anal cavity. She was surprised that she liked the feeling.

"Like that?" he asked her.

"Yes," she answered truthfully.

"Good," Sam said. Working his finger and his cock into her. "You'll learn to 
like it even more later when you meet Shorty."

Sally was too busy coming to ask who Shorty was. It wasn't until later as 
she showered that she though of it again.

When She and Sam were being served brunch by Big Tom, she brought the 
subject up.

"Who is Shorty?" she asked.

"He is a business acquaintance," Sam answered with a grin. "Shorty will take 
one look at you and he'll jump your ass, and I do mean your ass."

"I don't get it," Sally said. "You mean he'll ah.you know, fuck me, too?"

Sam and Big Tom laughed. "Yes indeed, sweet Sally," Sam said still laughing, 
"Shorty will fuck you and there is nothing Shorty likes better than a virgin 
asshole."

Sally was speechless for a few minutes. "You're kidding," she said. "He won't 
do it in my, ah, bottom will he? That's sick."

"Maybe," Sam answered. "Maybe not. Doesn't make any difference. He's has 
already paid me a grand. He's going to butt-fuck you and that's for sure." 
Sam had to laugh at the incredulous look on the white woman's face.

"He paid you?" Sally asked.

"Don't worry about it, Sally." He said. "You'll learn to love it. I'll give 
you a couple pills that will help relax your muscles. In just a little while 
you will get the fucking of a life time and every time thereafter it will 
get better. You have already been places and done things you never dreamed 
about, haven't you?"

Sally nodded her head. There was no question about it. She had done things 
she had never even though of.

"There are more things, wonderful things, in store for you." He said, 
smiling at her. "You are going to get sex-ed 101 this week-end and a new 
course of study every week-end. I promise you more sex in the coming weeks 
than you all of your sexual experiences combined."

Sally didn't comment, but she thought that she had already had more sex last 
night than her husband of four years had given her. It was the first time 
she had given her husband much thought since her arrival and she shook her 
head to get the thoughts out of her head. It was his fault that she was here 
at all. She dismissed him from her mind.

"You will learn to take cock up your ass, you will be fucked until you pass 
out. Your pussy will stretch to accommodate the largest cocks. You will pull 
a train, you will eat pussy and like it. You'll be given a cum bath," Sam 
Hall paused and look hard at the face had had gone pale, "You will be a sex 
machine, my dear. You will suck cock, eat pussy, fuck anybody and everybody 
I tell you too. We will make you air tight. Do you know what that is?"

Sally shook her head, "No, I don't know what most of what you said is." She 
was aware that Big Tom was standing behind her chair with his hands on her 
shoulders. Tom Let his hands slip down until they cupped her ample breasts 
through the robe she was wearing.

"While Tom fucks your pussy and Shorty or some lucky brother fucks your ass, 
I will fuck your mouth. Air tight you see. What else don't you understand? 
Pulling a train? You will fuck and suck a group of men. You will be, to put 
it simply, be gang-fucked. One after another they will fuck you until you 
have taken all their cum."

Big Tom's fingers worked under her robe and his fingers found her hardening 
nipples and lightly squeezed them, causing her to moan softly.

"Your pussy is getting wet just thinking about all the sex, isn't it?" Sam 
asked.

Sally didn't answer. Instead she leaned her head back against big Tom and 
enjoyed his fingers on her breasts.

Sam reached over and untied the belt to her robe and pulled the robe open to 
reveal the large black hands on her milky white breasts.

"Pussy wet, Sally?" Sam asked again.

Sally nodded her head while biting her lower lip and Big Tom played her 
nipples like a stringed interment.

"I have a meeting so I won't be able to help you," Sam said, reaching to put 
his finger to her steaming crotch. "I suspect that Big Tom may have some 
time to pack your cunt for you. Would you like that?"

Again Sally nodded. Sam had two fingers in her and Big Tom kept up his work. 
She was seconds from orgasm.

"Take her and fuck her, Tom," Sam said, removing his fingers. "Show her 
where I put her new clothes and get her into a bikini and show her where the 
pool is. I want her sun-bathing by two o'clock. Make sure of it."

Sally had a small orgasm as Sam removed his fingers and was almost ready to 
hit the big one when Tom removed his hands from her breasts.

She turned quickly and looked up at Big Tom who was motioning her to follow 
him. She was almost running by the time she got back to the bedroom.

Sam Hall grinned as he watched her hurry after his large employee. Sally was 
quickly becoming a black cock slut. He shook his head in wonderment at how 
quickly the woman heated up. She was quite the find and would fit in very 
nicely.

Chapter eight

Sally lay in the sun by the large swimming pool enjoy the heat of the sun on 
her skin. He was wearing the skimpiest bathing suit she had ever seen.

She smiled recalling the shock when Big Tom held it out to her and motioned 
her to put it on. It was three tiny pieces of material and some string. Now 
she laughed to herself at how ridicules that feeling had been. At the time 
she had been standing nude in front of the man who had just had sexual 
relations with her several times. There was no part of her body that Big Tom 
had not seen and enjoyed. She felt her pulse rate increase as she recalled 
that steamy session and like before all done in silence except for the 
occasional grunt from the big man and of course her own moaning and 
whimpering. She smiled again thinking that there had been some screaming 
from her also. Sally was bewildered at her attitude about this situation she 
found herself in. It was not at all in her nature to be subservient to 
anyone, yet she did everything Sam Hall told her to do. She had never 
thought of her self as a sexual person. Sure she like sex, or what she 
believed was sex, with her husband, but now she found that almost every 
thought was about sex and sex with men other than her husband. It was rather 
mind boggling for her.

Sally had long been a sun worshiper, but she carefully had put sun screen on 
the areas of her body that the tiny suit exposed to the sun. Her recent 
sexual activities and the heat of the afternoon sun had lulled her into a 
stupor. She was suddenly aware of men's voices getting louder and she 
stirred herself enough to roll her head to the side and open her eyes.

Sam and a fat man, also black, were walking along the pool deck toward her. 
They were in a heated conversation.

"I would really like it if you reconsidered," Sam said.

"Can't be done, man," the other man said. "I like you Sam, but it just ain't 
good business. I have." Both of the men were now standing beside the 
reclining white woman. "Whoa! Who da bitch?"

"That is my friend Sally," Sam answered. "Sally say hello to Crank Miller."

Sally raised up on her elbows wishing she had a robe or towel to cover her 
near nudity from the leering fat man.

"Hi," Sally said.

"Man, that's some prime pussy," Crank Miller said.

"Yes, she is that," Sam agreed, grinning at the blushing white woman. "Let's 
sit in the shade and talk about things. We don't need any sun, Do we?" Both 
men walked away laughing, Crank Millie looked back at the near nude white 
woman several times.

"Talk 'bout what?" the fat man said.

"Well how about prime pussy and things?" Sam answered.

Sally watched the two men go to the covered part of the deck and sit down. 
She lay back and closed her eyes. She heard Sam tell Big Tom to brings 
drinks for the men and something called a hurricane for her. Soon Tom 
brought her a large iced drink which she gratefully accepted.

Sally could hear bits and pieces of the two men's conversation and from what 
she could hear, Sam seemed to be winning. She felt a strange sense of pride 
in him.

After finishing the first hurricane and starting a second one, Sally was 
feeling no pain. She was only vaguely aware that she was being called.

"Sally please come over here," Sam called again.

She struggled to her feet with a giggle and carefully made her way over to 
where the two men sat.

Crank Miller watched her every step and seemed to appreciate that the tiny 
bra only served to make her breasts bounce more.

"Sally," Sam said mildly, "Show Crank your tits."

It took a couple moments for his order to get through her 180 proof rum 
soaked brain. "Now, Sally," Sam said with just a hint of edge to his voice. 
"Drop the top."

She reached behind her and pulled the string behind her neck and the two 
petite pieces of cloth fell away from her breasts.

"Good God a mighty," Crank said slowly, "Them are some fine titties. Come 
over here girl and let ol' Crank have a taste."

Sally glanced at Sam who nodded. She took the three steps that brought her 
within the fat man's reach.

Crank drew the white woman closer and opening his mouth took a third of her 
right breast into his mouth with tremendous suction. Sally gasped. Crank's 
other hand grabbed her left tit and rolled the nipple expertly. Sally was 
amazed that this disgusting fat man could cause her to be excited.

With a loud plop the heavy man released her breast from the vacuum like 
grip.

"I'm thinkin' I'm goina have to have me some of this," Crank said his voice 
husky. He kept his grasp on her other breast. "Say I 'gree to what you say. 
What I get?"

"Anything and everything except her ass. I sold that to Shorty," Sam 
answered.

"How long I get her for?" Crank asked.

"Say two hours," Sam said looking at his wrist watch. "Got a party starting 
at seven. She'll need a couple hours to rest and get ready for that."

"Hmm," Crank said, looking at the white woman. Sally was reminded of how a 
snake looks at it's prey just before it strikes. "Wants to see that pussy, 
bitch."

Sally glanced at Sam again and saw his nod. She pulled the strings on either 
side of the small triangle and let it fall to the deck. She was completely 
naked now.

"My, my, my," Crank said softly. "Table grade pussy if I ever saw it." He 
looked over at Sam Hall. "I gets two hours and I don't haft to wear no 
rubber. Is that right?"

"That is correct," Sam said.

"I can fuck her any where but her asshole?"

"Hell, Crank you can fuck her ear if that's what you want." Sam snapped.

""Kay then. We got a deal." Crank pulled the woman to his lap. "You want 
some of ol' Crank's dick, whore?" He was rubbing her clitoris causing her to 
squirm.

Sally saw Sam nod, "Yes sir," she said, her voice quivering. Partly from 
fear and partly from the excitement rising in her.



"Take Crank to your room Sally," Sam ordered. "Do what he tells you to do. 
Do not give him any sass."

Sally got to her feet and waited until the fat man heaved himself to his 
feet. She led him to the room.

The room seemed almost cold after coming in out of the heat. It caused her 
nipples to harden even more than they had been.

"Lay your ass down on that there bed, whore," The fat man ordered. "Spread 
them legs and let me get a good look at your cunt."

Obediently Sally lay down on the bed and turned so that her knees pointed at 
the man who had pulled a chair over to the side of the bed.

"Spread them cunt lips," he ordered. "I want to see way up inside."

Sally did as he commanded.

"Play with that pussy, bitch. I want it good and slick when I shove my dick 
in you."

Again Sally followed his orders. She closed her eyes and begin to 
masturbate.

Crank let her finger fuck herself for nearly five minutes.

"Look here girl," He said at last. "You want some of this?"

Sally opened her eyes to see that the man had removed his clothing and was 
standing beside the bed. A long evil looking penis hung below his giant 
belly. It was as long and as thick as Big Tom's, but it was almost the 
opposite. Crank's dick had a large mushroom shaped head, a large purple 
mushroom. Large veins protruded from it and it had a sharp bend in the 
middle.

"Now you know why they calls me Crank." The man said with a huge grin. "You 
best get ready for the fuckin' of a lifetime 'cause when I shove this crank 
in your pussy you goina get it."

While the man was talking he grasped her ankles and lifted them high and 
wide.

"'Course I don't want to fuck up my eatin'" he said and lowered his head to 
her most private parts. Again he applied his vacuum-like suction to her, 
drawing her clit into his mouth.

"Oh my God!" Sally screamed in a long drawn-out proclamation.

Crank ate the woman for a full fifteen minutes, causing her to climax 
several times. While he used his mouth and tongue on her, he had one and 
sometimes two fingers in her rectum.

Once when he came up for air he said, "I'm doing you a real favor, girl. You're 
goina thank me when you meet Shorty."

After Crank tired of his oral service he stood and pulled her to the edge of 
the bed. Using one hand on her ankles he bent her back until her thighs 
rested on her breasts. With his other hand he rubbed his cock up and down 
her slit.

"You 'bout ready bitch?" he asked.

"Uh huh," Sally said breathlessly.

"Say it whore," Crank said. "Say you want this ugly ol' black cock in your 
white pussy." His monstrous rod rested at the entrance.

"I want it," Sally said, the words coming in gasps "Put the damned thing 
in."

Crank threw his considerable weight into it and shoved his cock all the way 
into the woman in one move. Sally screamed, her body going rigid.

"Nooo, I can't take it!" she screamed. "Take it out, please!"

"Hell, bitch you already took it," Crank said laughing, "Now shut up and 
enjoy it."

He started fucking her slowly, but quickly began picking up the tempo until 
soon his cock was just a black blur.

Sally knew she was screaming and yelling, but couldn't stop it. She would no 
sooner have one orgasm until she started another one. She knew that the fat 
black man had cum in her because she could feel his seed hit the walls of 
her love canal, but he didn't stop or slow down for nearly half an hour. 
Finally with a grunt he came again and slowed to a stop leaving his cock 
still embedded in her. Sweat dripped from every pore in his body.

When his tool softened it fell out of her followed by a gush of sperm.

"Are you okay?" Sally asked the panting, sweaty man.

"Yeah I'm fine," the panting man said. "Move your ass over and let me lay 
down."

Sally rolled to the center of the bed and the fat man fell down beside her, 
his giant stomach and chest rising and falling.

Sally rolled to the other side of the bed and ran to the bathroom aware that 
cum was running down her legs. She got a towel and wet it with cold water 
and took it back the big man. She gently wiped his face and then the rest of 
his body going the bathroom several times to re-wet the towel.

After a while Crank opened his eyes and looked at the still naked woman 
hovering over him.

"Whee, girl you are one fine fuck. You damn near killed me." he said with a 
chuckle.

"Thank you sir," Sally said, smiling at the man, "You aren't so bad 
yourself."

Crank looked at his watch, "You go shower and when you come back you can 
suck me up hard again and we'll have another go at it."

"You're kidding!" Sally exclaimed. "You surely can't."

"Sure as hell can," Crank said. "Go wash the sweat off and clean your cunt 
out and you'll see. I got over an hour left and I ain't wastin' it. I ain't 
had nowhere 'nough of that fine pussy. You can handle it can't you?"

Sally looked down at the man's softening penis. It was still large and 
looked to her like a sleeping black python. She reached down and took the 
tool into her hand and stroked it. She was amazed that it twitched and 
started to stiffen.

"I'll be right back," she said, hurrying to the bathroom.

Chapter nine

It was six-thirty and Sally had just finished dressing per Sam's detailed 
instructions. A pearl white silk cocktail dress he had provided that came to 
mid thigh and cut low, showing a lot of her thirty-six c's. The dress clung 
to her like a second skin. She was wearing nothing underneath as he had 
instructed. She had just slipped on a pair of patent leather shoes with five 
inch heels. Sally had not been at all sure she could even walk in them, but 
to her surprise she did very well. She studied herself in the full length 
mirror. She looked real good and she knew it.

Crank Miller had left her at five thirty when his two hours were up. He had 
left her totally and completely fulfilled. She smiled in the mirror as she 
recalled the fat ugly man's sexual appetite. He used almost all of his two 
hours with some part of his body in hers. Tongue, fingers or that 
disfigured, but totally functional black cock. Her smile broke into a full 
grin when she remembered his parting words. He said, "Whee, girl. I think 
you damn near killed me with that pussy. Crank done got ahead on the pussy. 
Ought to be good for four, maybe five hours. When you get done with Sam you 
got to come with me."

Sally had assured him that she would keep it in mind.

Crank had not much more than closed the door when Big Tom came in with a 
tall glass of something. He motioned for her to drink it, which she did. It 
didn't particularly taste good, but it wasn't all that bad either and it 
gave her the energy to get up and shower. In fact she felt pretty good.

She finished putting the makeup Sam had also provided. The eye liner and 
shadow as well as the lipstick was a deeper color then she normally used, 
but it did look good on her.

Sally turned toward the door at the knocking. Before she could say anything 
Sam opened the door and came into the room.

"Well done Sally," He said smiling at her. "You look good enough to eat. 
Literally," he said laughing. "I wish I had time. Here take this."

He handed her another tall glass. "It's a special power drink. Loaded with 
all kinds of good stuff."

She took the offered glass and took a sip. It was different than the other 
stuff she had drunk. It didn't taste any better, but wasn't any worse.

"Our guests have arrived," Sam said, steering her to the sitting area. "They 
will amuse themselves with my liquor and watching videos for a while. I want 
you to take these pills. I told you about them. They will help your rectal 
muscles relax."

Sally took the pills and looked at them.

"They aren't habit forming," Sam said with a chuckle. "Don't worry. I was 
happy to see that you and Crank got along well."

Sally took the pills and washed them down with the power drink.

"See? I don't remember seeing you," She said. Actually, she thought, a crowd 
could have walked into the room and she wouldn't have noticed.

"Oh I wasn't actually in the room," Sam said. "I saw some of the video." He 
laughed at her expression. "Oh yes, sweet Sally. You and Crank were taped. 
You and Big Tom were taped. You are quiet the little porno star. I think you 
will enjoy seeing yourself getting fucked."

Sally was speechless. It had never crossed her mind that her activities 
would be video taped.

"What are you going to do with them?" she asked, after regaining her power 
of speech.

"Oh don't you worry," Sam said patting her shoulder, "After we all enjoy 
them you will get them for your own collection. I don't stoop to blackmail." 
He laughed, "At least nothing so blatant."

Sally shrugged philosophically. Wasn't much she could do about it. She 
finished the power drink and sat the glass down on the table.

"Wow!" she said, feeling a heat spread through her. "What on earth is in 
that drink?"

"My grandmother was a witch," He answered seriously. "Cajun-Creole with a 
mixture of Indian," he smiled. "Native American if we want to be politically 
correct. She had hundreds of charms, potions and curses. Momma Lilly was the 
one you went to if you had an enemy, a screwed-up love life, broken leg or 
snake bite. She could cure anything that ailed you. She went away a few 
years ago."

"You mean she passed away?" Sally said.

"No.well I don't know. One day she gathered up some things, got into a flat 
bottomed boat and went into the swamp. Nobody ever saw her again."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Sally said.

"Don't be," Sam said with a laugh. "Mean old bitch was Momma Lilly. The only 
thing she ever did for me was teach me to make some of her potions. You just 
had one. A powerful sexual stimulant along with some other good things."

"And you thought I need a sexual stimulate?" Sally asked smiling.

"No," he answered seriously, "Not in the normal course of things. In fact 
you have been a constant surprise to me. You have taken to black cock with a 
gusto I never considered. That sweet little naive, demure house wife fell 
away with your dress last night." He paused and looked directly at her. "You 
have loved every minute of it haven't you?"

Sally didn't answer right away. She considered his question. She knew that 
if she answered truthfully she would have to say yes.

"It hasn't been all that bad," She answered after a while.

Sam Hall laughed, "You lie in your teeth, Sally Lewis. You love it and we 
both know it. Well come on let's go entertain our guest."

"Mister Hall," Sally said hesitantly, as she got to her feet. "What exactly 
am I supposed to do?"

"You will do anything and everything you are asked to do. There will be six 
men down in the playroom. You will suck their cocks; they will fuck your 
cunt, and after Shorty gets first crack at your ass, the others will want 
some of it also. I fully expect that at some point you will be double or 
perhaps triple penetrated. What that means is you will have a lot of black 
cock in you tonight. Are you ready, Sally?"

Sally was aware that she had started to get moist, and she could feel the 
tingle of excitement.

"Yes," she said, a bit breathless, "Yes I am."

Sam Hall led the way down the wide curved stairway and to a room off of the 
sunken living room.

"Gentlemen," Sam announced entering the large room. "May I present Sally? 
Sally this is Shorty." He pointed at a light colored black man standing at a 
bar. All the men had been watching the giant TV. Sally got a glimpse of a 
couple on a big bed. She couldn't see too well, but she knew it was Big Tom 
and her.

"Well Sam didn't lie," Shorty said coming over to her. "You damn sure are 
something. I hear you are a virgin."

Sally looked at Sam and when he didn't say anything she said, "In certain 
places I am, if that's what you mean?"

"What I mean is your ass," Shorty said, "You got a virgin asshole, ain't 
you?"

Blushing Sally nodded.

"Later Shorty," Sam said. "let's let the others meet her."

"Yeah," Shorty said with a snicker. "They goina meat her all right."

"That man sitting at the end of the bar is Slick. Slick is a whore master. 
He's prefers that to pimp, don't you Slick?"

The man nodded, "Sounds classier." He was of medium height and looked fit. 
He had a long scar down along one side of his face.

"That man over there, drinking my twelve year old scotch is Albert," Sam 
said indicating a portly man sitting in an overstuffed chair resting a cut 
glass tumbler on his stomach. "Albert is a pimp and doesn't care what one 
calls it. Is that correct Albert?"

"Yeah," the man said eying Sally, "You sells pussy, you a pimp. Good to see 
you in the flesh girl. Been watching you strut your stuff on the TV. Hope 
you is as good as you look."

"I am," Sally said, and immediately blushed. Where on earth did that come 
from?

"We'll see 'bout that won't we?" the man said grinning. "We'll just see."

"Be that as it may," Sam said steering her toward another man who was 
leaning against the wall. Sally gasped, because this man was a giant. At 
least seven feet tall. "Sally this is Snake. Snake is, or was, a 
professional basketball player. He fucked up. He was caught fucking the 
owner's daughter in the locker room. Apparently she wasn't a willing 
participant."

"Fuckin' bum rap," The man said. Sally noted that Snake was absolutely coal 
black. "She wanted it 'til she saw it. Scared her I guess."

"Brother Snake is amply endowed as you will discover," Sam said to Sally. 
"Just how big are you Snake?"

"Ten and a half inches and that's along the top not from the asshole where 
some fools measure from. Eight and a half inches 'round." He grinned at 
Sally, his white teeth flashing, "I'll bet you're goina like it. Course I'll 
let some of them little dicks bastards get you opened up 'for I strap you 
on."

Sally knew she should be disgusted, but she wasn't. Somewhat scared, but 
mostly she felt excited. She could feel her nipples harden and she knew they 
were clearly visible through the thin silk dress.

"Hey look," The fat man they called. "She's got her headlights on. Come over 
here baby and set on Albert's lap. You can watch yourself get fucked by the 
big dummy."

"Go ahead little Sally," Sam said. "The other two you know. That would be 
Big Tom and myself." He raised his voice, "Albert please do not speak 
disparagingly of my good friend Tom."

"Sorry Tom," Albert said, making room for Sally to cuddle onto his lap. 
"Give me a big sloppy kiss girl."

Sally complied and as they kissed Albert slipped the thin straps off her 
shoulder and exposed one white breast which he fondled as he kissed her. 
With his other hand he reached under the dress and found her moist love 
nest.

The man called Shorty wandered over and watched for a few minutes.

"Raise her up some, Al," he said kneeling down. "I want to see that ass I 
paid a grand for."

Albert flipped the dress up and keeping a finger planted in her, raised her 
butt up for Shorty's inspection.

"Yes sir," Shorty said with a chuckle, "That's a fine looking ass. Got a 
nice pucker to it."

"Lift'er up boys," Albert said to Slick who had joined Shorty. "I'll get a 
surprise ready for her."

Slick and Shorty lifted the small woman straight up from Albert's lap. Sam 
Hall came over and helped them remove Sally's dress claiming that it was too 
expensive for them to tear. Albert raised his massive body up and removed 
his pants and shorts leaving his dark dagger sticking straight up.

"Let her down men," he said. "I'll do the aimin'."

Slick and Shorty lowered the woman onto Albert's cock.

"Hey make sure you hit the right hole," Shorty said.

"I got it in the right hole you pervert," Albert said. "Let her fall."

Sally gasped loudly as the two men released her and gravity took control. 
She was certainly glad that she was wet with anticipation because she sunk 
all the way down onto Albert's dick. He wasn't as large at Big Tom or even 
Sam, but large enough to fill her nicely.

"Now bounce missy," Albert said using his hands on her hips to help her 
move.

Sally came after a half dozen bounces and she brought Albert off shortly 
thereafter.

Sam Hall directed her to a padded table in the center of the room and had 
her lie down where all the men, except snake, fuck her one after another. 
Soon Sally lost count of her climaxes and it seemed that she was in a 
constant state of orgasm. She really wasn't sure when one stopped and 
another started. Most of the time she was being fucked, one of the men had 
his cock in her mouth. Snake's long thick cock caused her jaws to ache, but 
she was intrigued by it size.

It was nearly nine o'clock when Shorty declared that it was time to get his 
money's worth.

"Grease that thing up," Sam Hall ordered. "I don't want her hurt."

Sally lay still on the table trying to control her breathing. She was short 
of breath both from exhaustion and from the fear of what was going to happen 
to her. She jerked when she felt the cold nozzle stuck in her anus.

"Hold still whore," Shorty said. "It just some lube. You dudes hold her for 
a few minutes."

Sally felt two sets of hands on her shoulders and then the probing to her 
puckered anal bud. Then a sharp pain as Shorty shoved his impressive cock 
all the way into her passage.

"Oh my God!" she screamed. "You're killing me!"

"No I ain't," Shorty laughed. "Not yet." He stayed still for a few moments 
letting her muscles adjust.

When he felt her relax, he withdrew until only the head of his dick was in 
her and the slammed it all the way in again causing her to yell. Again and 
again he thrust in and out of her and while he did so he rubbed her clit. 
Sally started to come again.

"Fuck me you black ass fucker! Give it to me," She screamed.

Slick, standing to the side, watching with the others, said to Sam, "That's 
one hot little white gal. What'll ya take for her?"

"Nothing," Sam said. "At least not yet. Maybe later I'll let you boys bid on 
her."

"I sure want in on the bidding'" Slick said. "That bitch could make me a 
bundle. Five hundred a pop at least."

"Shit," Albert snorted. "I could get lot more than that. Some of my 
customers would pay five hundred just to titty-fuck her."

"In the meanwhile you men can enjoy her for free. Everybody except Shorty 
and all he paid for was that ass he's fucking."

"You think she about ready for me?" Snake asked.

"I think she'll need to rest and clean up after Shorty get through." Sam 
said. "Like I told you before, you be careful with her. Mess her up and I'll 
kill you."

"Yeah man," Snake said. "I know how much to give her. I got a feeling that 
she'll take most of it. Hell, I think as hot as that white bitch is, she 
could take a pony."

"I suspect you're right about that," Sam said. "You know, I'd like to see 
her doubled teamed before the night is over."

"Me and Albert has done that before," Slick said. "We'd be happy to give the 
slut a ride."

Sally was only paying partial attention to the conversation. Most of her 
attention was centered on the cock that was pounding her rectum. Just when 
she thought she could cum no more she felt Shorty's hot sperm surge into her 
bowels and begun a massive orgasm that lasted for several minutes.

Chapter ten

Big Tom had to carry Sally to the shower. Her legs refused to hold her 
upright. Tom leaned her against the wall of the shower and turned the spray 
on her. It was icy cold and when she was able she changed the setting to 
warm. For ten minutes she just stood and let the soothing water cascade over 
her body. The shower had five shower heads and soon she was revived and 
began to wash her cum and sweat off of her body. Great gobs of sperm ran out 
of her pussy.

After she washed she changed the sprays to a stinging hard spray and turned 
around and around in the shower.

Suddenly the shower door opened and a naked Big Tom stepped into the stall. 
He silently handed her a glass containing the same power drink with the 
aphrodisiac that Sam Hall had given her.

"Thanks Tom," she said taking the glass and quickly draining it. Tom took 
the empty glass and stepped out side and quickly returned caring a disposal 
douche.

"Are you going to do that to me?" Sally asked indicating the douche.

Tom grinned at her and motioned for her to turn around. Sally did as he 
indicated. Just another first, she thought. A whole damned weekend of one 
first after another.

Big Tom used the nozzle of the douche as a dildo for a few minutes causing 
her to respond before he used it as it was intended. The power drink he had 
given her had a higher dose of sex stimulant then the previous one. After he 
had used the douche he took a hand held spray, set it to pulsating, and 
washed her private area letting the stream hit her clit.

"Oh my God Tom," Sally breathed, "That feels so good."

Just as he sensed that she was reaching an orgasm he stopped. Sam wanted her 
hot to trot when she came back to the party.

"Where are my clothes?" Sally asked when Tom had finished toweling her dry.

Tom grinned and shook his head.

"I don't understand.oh, I guess you mean I don't need them."

Tom smiled and nodded.

"No, I suppose not," Sally agreed. She took his half hard cock and jacked it 
a few times, then knelt and took it in her mouth.

Tom stroked her hair as she sucked him. Sam was right as usual, he thought. 
This was a hot one. He let her suck him off and when she had finished he 
guided her out of the bathroom. It was party time again.

Sally entered the room with a mixture of dread and anticipation. Sam's 
mysterious potion had kicked in and she was getting, what was now a 
familiar, feeling.

"Ah, welcome back dear Sally," Sam said approaching the nude woman. "Feeling 
refreshed?"

"Yes I am," Sally said, looking around the room. She spotted a new comer; a 
woman.

"Who's she?" she snapped feeling a strange feeling of jealously.

"Yes indeed," Sam said grinning largely, "That is Morgan. Morgan had her 
initiation into our little group a few months ago. As you can see she has 
developed an appetite for black cock, too."

The woman identified as Morgan was on her knees in front of Snake. She had 
his huge member in her hand and stroking it.

"What's she doing here?" Sally demanded.

"Calm down Sally," Sam said smoothly, "Morgan is here to help you. She has 
enjoyed Snake's impressive cock many times and she will guide you through 
it. Don't worry," he added fondling her breast. "There is enough cock to go 
around."

Slick joined them and begun to stroke Sally's other breast.

"Glad you're back, bitch," He said. "Me and Albert is going to double fuck 
Morgan. You can watch and take notes. That bitch is getting Snake ready for 
you. How'd you like ol' Shorty's cock up your ass?"

"It was all right," Sally said. Actually it had hurt like hell for a few 
minutes, she thought.

"The whores we fuck tell me that it really feels good when some other whore 
is sucking your pussy while you're getting ass fucked." Slick said. "Hey 
Sam, reckon Morgan would eat Sally's cunt?"

"She will if I tell her too." Sam said grinning. "I don't suppose you have 
ever ate pussy have you Sally?"

Sally shook her head. She didn't think it was necessary to mention that one 
time back in high school with her best friend Mary. Besides it hadn't gone 
that far. Just some kissing and groping that had scared both of the young 
girls. Sally had always thought that it was probably a good thing that Mary 
had moved away shortly after that incident.

"Come on over and meet Morgan," Sam said. "Like you, I don't think she wants 
to share her black meat, but you both will get used to it."

The men were amused to watch the two women size one another up.

Sally was younger and blonde. Morgan was taller, brunette, and had much 
larger breasts. Thirty eight double D's.

Sally was totally naked and Morgan had on a reveling powder blue teddy. One 
strap and slipped down showing most of one large breast.

"So you're the new one, huh?" Morgan said. Sally noted that she did not 
release her hold on Snake's dick. "There ain't no way you're going to take 
all this cock up your snatch." She made her point by jacking it a couple of 
times.

"I can take it," Sally said. She wasn't as confident as she sounded.

Morgan eyed her a moment then laughed. "Well we'll see won't we? Sam when is 
the big show?"

"As soon as you show Sally how to take two cocks at the same time," Sam 
said. "Morgan loves it two or three at a time, don't you Morgan?"

"Oh God yes," Morgan said laughing. "The more the merrier." She looked up at 
Sally, "Last week end I had at least two cocks in me for three hours. Maybe 
longer, but I don't know for sure. I passed out and the boys just kept 
fucking me."

"Get out of that teddy, Morgan," Sam said. "I think the boys are ready for 
you."

Sally watched as the taller woman reluctantly released her hold on Snake and 
got to her feet. Morgan shook her upper torso and let the teddy fall away 
from her massive breasts. She slid the teddy down and stepped out of it and 
with a laugh, draped it over Snake's head.

"How come she gets to call you Sam and I don't," Sally said as they watched 
Morgan undulate toward the low padded table where Slick and Albert waited.

"She has earned the right," Sam answered.

"How do I earn the right?" Sally asked, watching Morgan kissing and being 
kissed by the two black men.

"Watch Morgan," Sam said. "You'll figure it out in time. Let's get closer to 
the action."

As they made their way to where the three people were, Sally asked, "Did you 
loan her husband money, too?"

"No, I picked her up in a bar. She was looking for some excitement and I 
gave her some. Her husband is an investment banker and after I met Morgan 
and then later her husband I let him handle some of my funds. Her husband, 
Rollin, often comes to the party to watch."

"To watch?" Sally asked, surprised that a husband would want to watch his 
wife with other men.

"Oh yes," Sam said. "Lot of men like to watch their wife get fucked. Watch 
now. Morgan is getting ready to take both of them."

Albert had lay down on the low table and Morgan had backed up to him, facing 
away.

"This is one variation," Sam explained. "Sometimes she faces the man on the 
bottom."

Morgan eased her bottom down on the well lubricated cock that Albert held up 
for her. Sally watched, with some envy, as the black dick disappeared into 
Morgan's ass.

She could see Morgan's chest rising and falling with her excitement.

Slick now moved up between Morgan's legs. Sally moved to the side a bit to 
get a better view. She saw Morgan reach out and guide Slick's cock to her 
waiting pussy.

"Oh God damn!" Morgan yelled as Slick eased his dick into her pussy. "Easy 
big man," she cautioned. "That feels like a fence post going in me."

"Watch the table when Big Tom turns on that switch," Sam said.

Sally took her eyes away from the sight of one white woman accepting two 
large cocks into her body.

Tom was standing by a switch mounted on the ball near the bar.

"The table is designed to rise and fall," Sam said. "That helps the man on 
the bottom because he can't move as well as the other man."

Morgan was sobbing with passion as both men now had their cocks firmly 
embedded in her. Tom turned the control and the table gently fell and rose. 
As the table went down, Slick held the woman's hips causing Albert's cock to 
withdraw some. As the table began to rise causing Albert's dick to go back 
into her, Slick withdrew his cock. A rhythm developed and soon Morgan was 
screaming obscenities urging the two men on.

"Morgan's old man loves to see this," Sam said. "He usually lets her suck 
his dick while she gets teamed fucked. As you know Albert can last a long 
time. Slick will bust a nut in a few minutes and Shorty will take his 
place."

While Sam was speaking he ran his hands down over Sally's butt.

"Step up on that box and spread you legs and bend over a little," Sam told 
her. "You can hold on to the edge of the table and you will still be able to 
see the action. I'll get you ready for Snake."

Sally eagerly complied with his demands and soon she felt the head of Sam's 
cock rub her slit. She bent over a little more and gasped when Sam shoved 
his entire length into her. She started coming immediately. Her head was 
only inches from where the two black cocks were thrusting in and out of 
Morgan. She could feel the heat and smell the musky scent.

Sam fucked her for a while and then withdrew, causing her to moan in 
frustration. She had been building to a big orgasm. Before she could protest 
or turn around she felt another cock head probing her. Without turning she 
knew it was Snake.

"Hang on baby," Sam said, coming around to her. He took both breasts in hand 
and gently squeezed them. "Snake is going to fuck you now."

It was a moment of truth. Sally spread her legs further apart as the 
monstrous cock started into her.

"Ohhhhh myyyyy Godddd!" Sally yelled. "He's splitting me into. Make him 
stop, damnit!"

"No, Sally," Sam said, "Nothing on earth could make him stop now. Relax and 
enjoy it."

Sally had never felt so full. She glanced up to see that Albert, Slick and 
Morgan had stopped and were watching her. Morgan had a smirk on her face.

Sally wiggled her hips some to ease the pressure on her love tunnel. It 
helped some and she felt Snake push another inch of his massive cock into 
her.

"My god!" she gasped, "Has he got it all in yet?"

"About two thirds are in," Sam said laughing, "Still a ways to go."

"Oh no," Sally moaned softly. She didn't want Morgan to hear her.

Snake stopped his forward motion and let her adjust to him for a few 
moments. After a bit he backed out several inches and pushed it back in. He 
did this several times and each time he pushed in a little bit more.

"Almost there little Sally," Sam said encouragingly.

"As far as I can go," Snake grunted, "Hittin' somethin' in there."

"That's my cervix you moron," Sally yelled

All the men except Shorty and Albert, who were still coupled with Morgan, 
crowded around to look.

"Son of a bitch," Slick said laughing, "Bastard got all but an inch in the 
slut. Who'd believed it?"

Sally was still uncomfortably full of the huge piece of meat, but she felt 
extremely proud.

"Good for you Sally," Sam said.

"Fuck that slut," Morgan called. "Let her have it Snake."

"Yeah man pound that pussy," Albert called.

Big Tom sat down on his haunches so that his head was level with Sally's. He 
kissed her long and a lot of passion, playing with a nipple as he did.

Snake, encouraged by the group, begun to thrust in and out of the impaled 
woman.

"I'm giving it to the bitch," he yelled, "She's now getting a real fuckin'"

"Fuck that cunt," Morgan called "She's." Morgan lost her train of thought as 
she was racked with a tremendous orgasm.

Sally too was having the first of several orgasms she was to have from the 
gigantic cock that was in her.

Chapter eleven

"Wake up little Sally," Sam said nudging her. "It's time to get up and go 
home."

"What time is it?" Sally asked drowsily.

"It after three o'clock," Sam answered. "I let you sleep. Figured you needed 
it after last night."

Last night, Sally thought. Oh my God did she really do all those things? She 
stirred and opened her eyes. Of course she did. She remembered as she lay on 
Sam and being hammered by Big Toms cock, seeing the sun rising out the 
window. It had been a long night.

She stretched and groaned as she felt sore and abused muscles protest.

She had been taken by singles, in twos, by threes and one time she had a 
cock in every hole and two in her hands. She had even had sex with a woman. 
She shuddered some thinking about how good it felt to have a woman's mouth 
on her sex.

"Come lazy bones," Sam said, "Get a shower and come to the dinning room. 
Feel free to wear anything in the closet."

Sally finally managed to drag herself to the shower and get in. While the 
water ran over her she examined her body. Her breasts were tender and there 
were bruises and bite marks all over them, especially the nipples. Her butt 
hole was raw and her vagina was red and swollen.

"What a mess," she muttered. "I look like hell."

Thirty minutes later she was dressed and in the dinning room. Sam Hall was 
already at the table and Tom hovered near-by.

"Good morning.I mean good afternoon," she said taking a seat. She smiled at 
the grinning Tom. She remembered that while Snake had pounded her from 
behind, Tom had shown something akin to affection by kissing and stroking 
her.

"Well you have nearly finished your first weekend, Sally," Sam said. "You 
did very well. I'm pleased with you. Your performance and charm got Crank 
Miller to change his mind about our business. You have made me a lot of 
money. I take care of those who take care of me. The men last night all want 
you and that gives me a great advantage. You have proven to be very valuable 
to me. You may call me Sam from now on."

"Thank you Sam," Sally said. "I have to be honest with you. About next 
weekend, I." she hesitated.

"You will," Sam said, grinning at her. "By the time Friday comes you will be 
ready, I promise you that. You will try to put it all out of your mind 
tomorrow and Tuesday. Maybe Wednesday, but by the end of the week you won't 
be able to think about anything except sex. Your husband won't be able to 
satisfy your needs. You will have black cock on your mind and nothing else 
will do. You will be thinking about Crank Miller, Slick, Albert, Shorty, 
Snake, Big Tom and maybe even me. You will close your eyes and see black 
cock. Your pussy will get wet and nothing, and I mean nothing, else will do 
except to get your cunt pounded by black cock. I think some of the boys have 
a surprise for you at the next party. You will be there Sally. We both know 
it is true."

The end of the first weekend.








A Matter of Interest: Second Weekend

by shooter3704 (C)

Chapter one

Sally Lewis sat and stared at the phone. Twice within a few minutes she had 
reached for the instrument and then pulled her hand back.

She had arrived home from her first weekend of sexual servitude on Sunday 
afternoon. She was tired and not of any mind to discuss her weekend with her 
husband Donald. He had asked, but she had been short with him.

"Not now Don," she snapped. "I not in the mood to discuss anything. All I'm 
interested in is going to bed."

On Monday morning she arose and went to the kitchen to fix Don's breakfast 
as she had for four years.

"Are you all right, Sal?" he asked her.

"Yes I'm fine," she answered, placing a cup of coffee on the table for him. 
"No big deal. Hurry and eat or you'll be late."

"I think we need to discuss it, Sal," he insisted.

"If you insisted," she said, with a sigh, sitting across from him. "Let's 
see. Where shall I begin? With you making a stupid business decision and 
getting into a debt you couldn't get out of? Maybe I should start by saying 
the only way out of your stupid deal was for me to go away with a stranger 
for several days to be a sex object for him and his friends." Sally was 
aware that her voice had risen to a shrill pitch.

"Or, Don," she continued in a calmer tone, "do you want all the grisly 
details of how I had to suck a lot of black cock? How I was fucked over and 
over again by seven different black men? Do you want to know just how big 
their cocks were? How about how I was fucked in the ass over and over 
again?"

Her husband didn't answer, he just continued to stare at the untouched plate 
in front of him.

"Do you want to know how I was doubled fucked in the ass and in the cunt? 
Once they made me air tight. Do you know what that means? I'll tell you. I 
had a big black cock in my pussy, one in my ass and one in my mouth. I'll."

Don Lewis didn't hear the last part of her statement. He had jumped to his 
feet and rushed out of the house.

Sally sat at the table and cried as she heard the car leave the drive.

She had not meant to do that. She despised herself for what she had said to 
her husband.

After a while she got up and showered and dressed. She checked the groceries 
in the kitchen and decided that she needed to go shopping, but she simply 
lacked the desire to leave the house.

When Don got home that evening she was already in bed and faked sleep so 
that she would not have to talk to him.

Chapter two

Tuesday was a duplicate of Monday except that she and Don were carefully 
cordial to one another. Neither mentioned her outburst, or brought up the 
subject of her weekend.

Some time during the day she made a firm decision to never see Sam Hall or 
any of his cronies. Don would just have to figure a way out of his problem 
on his own.

Wednesday she ventured out to the grocery store. It was a perfect summer day 
and she felt great until she saw a large black man in the parking lot.

She sat behind the wheel and watched him until he got into his car and drove 
away.

"Damn," she muttered. Her pulse was racing and she knew she was wet. "What 
on earth have I become?"

That night she and Don made love. Don mounted her and hunched a few time, 
came and withdrew leaving her high and dry.

"Wow that was great honey," he said. "You just get better and better."

"Thanks," she said, barely able to keep the sarcasm out of her voice. She 
tossed and turned an hour before falling into a troubled sleep. Sometime 
just before dawn she dreamed that she was being taken by Sam, who became the 
fat ugly Crank during the dream.

She let her husband get up by himself and she lay in bed thinking about her 
dream.

When she heard Don drive off, she kicked the sheet off and fingered herself 
to an orgasm. She enjoyed it, but it left her less than fully satisfied.

Now it was mid day and she was staring at the phone.

Chapter three

She was going to make the call. She knew she was and if frustrated her. All 
of her common sense, all of her training told her not to do it, but her hand 
reached for the phone as if it had a mind of it's own.

She dialed the home number and when she didn't get an answer she was almost 
in a panic as she dialed the other number.

"Yes?" Came the familiar voice of Sam Hall.

"Sam, It's Sally," she said breathlessly.

"Ah, sweet Sally ," he said laughing. "How nice to hear your voice. How are 
you?"

"I'm fine," Sally answered. "Are you surprised to hear from me?"

"No, not really," he said with a chuckle. "I fully expected to hear from you 
sooner or later. Actually I thought you might call yesterday."

When Sally didn't respond he went on. "Come on Sally," he said. "You liked 
it and we both know it. You want more. You want to experience everything I 
can offer you. Am I right?"

"Yes I suppose so," Sally said after a slight hesitation. "You have turned 
me into some kind of slut."

"I am being given credit where it's not deserved," he said with a chuckle. 
"You were always a slut, Sally my dear. I just showed you to you. Glory in 
it. In just two nights you experienced more passion, more raw animal sex 
than most of your sisters ever experience in a lifetime."

Sally knew that he spoke the truth.

"And you want some more black cock," he said. "Is that right?"

"Yes, you are right." She answered. "I want more black cock."

"Well as it happens," he said, "I had a call from Crank Miller. You remember 
him don't you?"

"Certainly," Sally answered, her pulse picking up speed.

"He wanted to know if it was okay if he contacted you. It seems he has some 
kind of business arrangement he wanted to discuss with you. Are you 
interested?"

"I guess," sally said slowly, "Is it all right.I mean what do you think?"

"Fine with me," Sam said. "You are mine from Friday night until Monday 
morning. What you do the rest of the time is your business. I'll give him 
your number."

"Don't you know what he wants?" Sally asked.

"Not really," Sam said laughing softly, "I would expect that it has 
something to do with sex. One thing I can tell you. What ever Crank tells 
you, you can depend on it. He might kill you, but he won't lie to you."

Crank Miller called her in less than an hour.

"Hey girl," He said loudly over the phone. She held the phone away from her 
ear. "How you doin'?"

"I'm fine Mister Miller," She answered.

"Aw, call me Crank," He said, his laugh booming over the wire, "After all we 
ain't like strangers are we? I was wondering if you wanted to help me out."

"Sure," Sally said, "If I can."

"Oh you can," Crank said. "Tell you what. Why don't I stop by and we'll 
discuss it."

"Sure," Sally said getting excited at the prospects of seeing the man again. 
She didn't see the fat or his homely face. She visualized a large, if 
misshaped, cock. Crank Miller had not left her unsatisfied when he left her 
bed. She gave him directions and they hung up.

Sally hurried to the bathroom where she showered and shaved her pubes 
smooth. She dressed in the sexiest thing she owned, a tank top and shorts.

She didn't have long to wait. Crank Miller rang the doorbell.

Chapter four

Sally opened the front door and stepped back to let the huge man in. To her 
surprise he wasn't alone. There was an equally fat man with him.

"Hi sweet tits," Crank said coming into the room, "This here is my little 
brother, Dingo. Dingo say hi to Sally."

While he spoke he gathered the startled woman up into his arms, hugging her 
tightly and kiss her. Sally kissed his lips without reservations.

"Dingo I want you to see these," Crank said when they had separated. He 
whipped her top over her head exposing her braless breasts to the other man. 
"Have you ever seen a pair of tits as nice as these?"

"No man, I sure ain't," the man called Dingo said, his eyes wide at the 
lovely sight. "Never!"

"Get your ass over here and feel'em," Crank said, following his own advise. 
"They tastes good, too. But that ain't the best part."

With one motion Crank Miller ripped her shorts off causing the top button to 
fly across the room. "Here's the best part. Finest pussy I ever had."

Dingo leaned out to get a good look at what his brother was showing him. He 
didn't let go of her breast.

"Hey," Sally said, laughing nerverously, "What's going on here?"

"I was tellin' little brother about what a great fuck you was," Crank said. 
"He ain't never had a white woman before and he wants to fuck you. I ain't 
heard nothin' else since I told him what a sweet cunt you have."

"Such flattery," Sally murmured.

"Yeah, you up for some afternoon delight?" Crank had a finger in her moist 
pussy while he spoke.

Sally didn't have to answer; her moan was enough for Crank.

"You got a bed somewhere around here?" Crank asked.

Sally led the two heavy men to her bedroom.

Going up the stairs she laughed out loud; here she was, a housewife in the 
burbs with two fat black men going to her husband's and her bedroom. Wouldn't 
the neighbors be shocked?

Inside the bedroom Crank started loving Sally up and while he did so, he 
maneuvered her to the bed. He eased her down on the edge and taking her two 
legs at the ankle he lifted them up and separated them exposing her most 
private area.

"You shuck your duds, brother," Crank said, "I'll just have me a bite of 
this good pussy."

Crank went down on the spread-eagled woman and expertly applied his tongue 
and lips. As he had in the past he used his powerful suction to raise her 
clit by causing it to become engorged with blood. Her clitoris throbbed and 
tingled. Sally moaned loudly as he worked a finger, then two, into her as he 
pulled hard on her clit. She had a series of small climaxes then a large 
one.

"Pop'er, Dingo," Crank said holding Sally's legs back for his brother. 
"Shove your cock in the hottest pussy in town."

While Crank held her legs back the fat brother walked up to the edge of the 
bed and held his cock in his hand.

"Come on man," Crank said. "Get in the saddle. Fuck the bitch."

"Yes," Sally said, "Come on. Stick it in."

Dingo eased his cock in an inch or so and stopped.

"What the fuck you watin' on?" Crank demanded.

"I'm enjoin' this, man," Dingo said grinning, "Don't rush me, dammit."

"Please," Sally gasped, "Fuck me Dingo. Give me that black cock."

"You asked for it bitch," the fat man said and shoved his full length into 
her.

Sally screeched loudly as the man crammed his cock in her. She came even 
before he started thrusting in and out of her. Dingo had an impressive cock, 
but nowhere as large as Snake or even Big Tom.

"Man alive this is some good pussy," Dingo said. "I like it."

"I told you it was prime stuff," Crank said. "Pull out before you come. She'll 
suck it out of you. Won't you whore?"

"Yes," Sally said, her eyes closed enjoying the ride, "Whatever you want."

"Can I fuck her ass?" Dingo asked, panting.

"Can he slut?" Crank said. "You want ol' Dingo's dick in your ass?"

"Yes.yes," Sally cried. "Just keep fucking me."

"Oh don't worry girl," Crank said laughing, "We just getting' started."

The two fat black men kept at her all afternoon. There was never a moment 
that she didn't have at least one of their cocks in her. The highlight of 
the day was when Sally mounted Crank and Dingo took her ass from behind. 
Sally passed out momentarily when she came.

After the men left Sally lay on the sweat and cum stained bed for several 
minutes until she summoned enough strength to get up.

"Well I guess it's official," She said aloud, "I'm a whore."

She noticed a neat stack of bills on the night stand. She picked them up. 
She counted fifteen hundred one hundred dollar bills.

"An expensive whore," she added with a shaky laugh.

Chapter five

Friday morning Big Tom arrived at Sally's home with several boxes in hand.

"Hi Tom," Sally said, genuinely glad to see the big man. "Come in. What on 
earth do you have there?"

Sally didn't really expect an answer as Big Tom was a mute. Sam Hall told 
her that he had cut Tom's tongue out for being disrespectful. Sally didn't 
know if that was true or not, but she didn't doubt that Sam Hall was capable 
of it for a second.

Big Tom set the boxes down on the dinning room table and handed her a folded 
piece of paper.

"Sally," the note read, "We will be dinning out this evening. Wear the red 
silk dress. No underwear is necessary or wanted. Tom will pick you up at 
seven o'clock.

Sam

P.S. Tom has a busy day ahead of him. I know you will want to fuck him, but 
don't keep him too long."

Smiling Sally went over to Tom and put her arms around him. "Hey, big 
fellow, got time to fool around?"

Tom looked at her nodding and smiling.

As Sally led him to the stairs she was thinking that Big Tom was almost a 
perfect man. A gentle lover with a big dick, and no back talk.

Sally was ready at six thirty and her husband wasn't home yet. She wrote him 
a note telling him that she would be home late Sunday or early Monday 
morning. She knew that he was aware that she would be leaving soon and that 
was why he wasn't home.

Big Tom had just left when Don Lewis had called her. He had asked her if she 
was going out for the weekend and before she could stop her words she had 
snapped, "Have you got that damned loan paid yet?"

Her husband quickly changed the subject and they made small talk for a few 
minutes longer.

Big Tom arrived at exactly seven o'clock to pick her up. He got out and 
opened the back door to the limo.

"I get it," she teased, "Don't want me to ride up front with you, huh?"

Tom pointed to his chauffeurs cap.

"Yeah right," Sally said "You're the hired help. What do you think I am?"

Tom closed the door and got under the wheel of the big car. He grinned in 
the mirror at her and drove out of the drive.

Chapter six

Thirty minutes later Tom stopped in front of a very upscale restaurant. Tom 
handed a scribbled note that told Sally to go in and ask for Mister Hall.

When Sally had done that, she was escorted to a table in back. Sam Hall 
waited for her and he was in the company of two other black men.

All three men stood as she approached the table. Both of the two strangers 
were extremely tall, at least a head taller than Sam Hall's six and a half 
feet.

"Gentlemen allow me to introduce the lovely Sally Lewis," Sam said, helping 
Sally to her chair. "Sally this is Ike," indicating the man to her right, 
"and this is Mike. That isn't their real names," Sam added with a laugh. "I 
can't pronounce the real ones. They are from Africa."

"Please to meet you," Sally said, extending her hand to the man on her 
right. She was surprised when he half rose and kissed it.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Sally," the man said with a strong British 
accent. "My brother and I were stuck with our Anglo names when we attended 
school in England. I am Ike."

"And I am Mike," the other man said, rising to kiss her hand also.

"Ike and Mike are crown princes," Sam said. "From some mineral rich little 
country nobody ever heard of."

"Our father is King Semolominta," Ike said as both men laughed at Sam's 
quip.

"Oh, so you are brothers," Sally said.

"Half brothers actually," Mike said, "Same father, different mothers. In 
fact we are but two of his sons. Our father has twenty four sons."

"Wow, no daughters?" Sally asked.

"Oh certainly, but they are not counted," Ike said waving his huge hand in 
dismissal.

"Ike and Mike are here because the king is looking to invest some of the tin 
money in this country. I am bidding on some of it," Sam said.

"Not tin exclusively," Mike said smiling, "Zinc, gold, sliver and copper 
just to name a few."

The conversation remained light and general through the meal.

"This is delightful brandy," Ike said holding the sniffer to his nose.

"It isn't bad," Sam said. "I have some that is much better at my home. In 
fact I have several things you might want to sample."

"I am sure you do," Mike said grinning, "But I wonder if the lovely Miss 
Sally would be included."

"Oh absolutely," Sam assured him, "Sally will be delighted to help you both 
relax from your trip. Isn't that right Sally?"

Sally felt her face get warm. She nodded, not looking at any of the three 
men.

"Now Sally don't be shy," Sam chided, "Tell them exactly how you would help 
them relax."

"I .I.Whatever you want," she stammered. She was aware that the waiter was 
hovering nearby.

"Would you suck their cock?" Sam asked, smiling at her.

"Yes," she answered softly.

"Well sweet Sally, say it out loud," Sam insisted.

Sally glanced around and saw that the waiter was standing right behind her.

"Yes I would suck their cock," she said, her face flaming red.

"And." Sam said

"I'd let them come in my mouth," Sally said.

"Is that all you would do?" Sam pressed.

"No I'd let them fuck me," she said firmly. She glanced at Sam and back at 
the astonished waiter and continued, "In my pussy or in my ass. I'd let them 
fuck me in both holes at the same time."

"I must insist that we adjourn to your house this minute," Mike said.

"Absolutely," agreed Ike. "We must hurry."

Chapter seven

While Sam took care of the check Ike and Mike escorted Sally out of the 
restaurant. Ike and Mike both had their hand on her butt as they walked out. 
She was very aware of the stares from some of the other patrons. Some 
expressed disapproval, and some certainly didn't.

Big Tom had the limo out front waiting on them. Sally sat between the two 
giant Africans and when Sam joined them he took the jump seat facing the 
three.

"Pull the top of your dress down, Sally, and give these gentlemen a preview 
of coming attractions." Sam told her. "Let them see your beautiful white 
titties."

Sally hesitated only momentarily before she slipped the straps from her 
shoulders and dropped the top. Her thought, her only thought was that she 
needed to please Sam Hall and she wondered why.

"Wonderful," Ike said, leaning forward to get a better view.

"Yes indeed," Mike agreed, taking a nipple in his fingers and rolling it 
roughly, causing Sally to jerk upright.

Ike took the other nipple and did the same thing. Sally moaned softly.

"She is absolutely marvelous," Like said. "Maybe we can make arrangements to 
take her with us. The king would love to get his hands on this one."

"Yes indeed," Mike laughed loudly. "Would you like that, little one?"

Sally nodded, leaning back against the seat. Sam leaned over and flipped her 
dress up, "Look here, men," he said "Fresh white pussy."

Ike leaned forward, "Yes I see. She is denuded. I like that very much." He 
pushed one large finger into her snatch and began to frig her. "And she is 
already moist. I really do like that."

Mike took Sally's hand and placed it on his cock which he had released from 
the confines of his pants. Her hand automatically closed on the warm shaft.

"Holy cow," She gasped. "What is wrong with it?" The man's cock was rough 
and pebbly.

"Mike laughed, "Don't worry," he said. "We both have had silver balls 
surgically implanted just under the skin. I think you will find the 
sensation delightful."

"No woman had ever complained," Ike said, grinning. Taking her other hand, 
"Here see how this one feels."

As the limo maneuvered through the city streets Sally stroked the strange 
cocks while the two giant Africans played with her. Sam watched and smiled 
as Sally got more and more worked up. Big Tom watched in the rear view 
mirror.

"Are you ready for some black cock, Sally?" Sam asked.

"Yes," she answered truthfully. "How much longer before we get to your 
house?"

"There is no need to wait," Sam said, nodding his head at Mike who 
effortlessly lifted the small woman up and placed her over his rigid 
manhood. Sally quickly got the dress out of the way and guided the man's 
throbbing cock into her.

"Oh my God!" she screamed as she slid down the pole. The balls that had been 
implanted caused a rippling sensation. She reached an orgasm and then 
another one as Mike lifted her up and let her fall again onto his dick.


On the twenty minute drive she was handed back and forth between the two 
men, coming a dozen times. Sally was only vaguely aware that the limo had 
stopped.

Chapter eight

Sally wasn't at all sure which of the two men carried her into the house. 
Ike or Mike, whichever, carried her in naked as the day she was born and 
with his cock firmly planted in her pussy.

For the next three hours she was repeatedly fucked by the two Africans. They 
took her one at a time and both at the same time. Their rough textured cocks 
felt strange and wonderful in her orifices. Neither man was as big as Big 
Tom or even Crank Miller, but they didn't lack stamina.

During one forty minute period, one would fuck her until he gushed his seed 
in her while she sucked the other one hard, then they changed places. Sally 
was a little amazed that she found that she liked the taste of their cocks 
just after they had pulled out of her.

Sally was being double penetrated by the two big men. She had her eyes 
closed and was enjoying the sensation of having a textured cock in her pussy 
and one in her ass.

"So what do you like best about it?" said a female voice.

Sally's eyes flew open and she was surprised to see Morgan. Sally didn't 
know the woman's last name, but she was a frequent and apparently a welcome 
guest at Sam's house.

"I like all of it," Sally gasped.

Morgan laughed, "I can understand that. I guess you haven't had a ball 
bearing fuck before, huh? I did one time. A friend of Sam's, I don't 
remember his name, had some implanted in his cock. Noting like these two 
fine looking specimens. Want a break?"

"Not right at this moment," Sally managed to say. "Oh God, I'm coming!"

Morgan was busy stroking the balls of one of the big Africans.

"Don't be a hog," Morgan said, her voice husky, "I'd like to take these 
studs for a ride. You look like you could use a shower, anyway."

Ike and Mike withdrew their still hard cocks from the small woman.

"Yeah, I guess I do," Sally admitted. "I'll just."

Morgan wasn't listening. She was busy getting into position to take the two 
men on.

As Sally walked out of the room she noticed that Sam, Big Tom, and another 
man who's back was to her. She assumed it was Morgan's voyeur husband. They 
were watching images of her and a variety of black men on a big screen TV. 
Big Tom waved to her and made a jacking motion.

Sally laughed and continued on to the shower.

While she showered she pondered her situition. Part of her, the larger part, 
loved what was going on in her life. She still had a small part of her that 
caused a nagging doubt.

While she mused the shower door opened and Big Tom handed her a large glass.

"Thank you, Tom," Sally said, "Miracle power drink?"

Tom smiled and nodded.

"Good," Sally said. "I could use a pick me up. What's that Morgan bitch 
doing here?"

Tom shook his head and grinned.

"I know you can't answer that," Sally said. "Do you like her?"

Tom nodded and shrugged.

"More than me?" Sally asked, smiling at the big mute

He shook his head.

"Good, she's just another piece of ass, Huh? Why don't you come in here and 
wash my back? I'll take your mind off that whore."

Chapter nine

It was nearly three o'clock in the morning when Morgan and Sally sat in the 
hot tub and soaked away the soreness of their muscles and abused tissue.

The Power drink with Sam's grandmother's stimulating potion had livened 
Sally up for the rest of the orgy. It came in handy as Sam and Big Tom 
joined in the fray. Sally had been amused as she watch Morgan's husband 
circling the group to get the best view of Morgan. He had spent some time 
watching Sally, but most of the time he was transfixed by the sight of his 
wife and the black men that took her.

"Does your husband ever join in on any.uh.of the activities?" Sally asked 
the woman beside her

"Sure," Morgan answered lazily, "Sometimes. He usually waits until we get 
home."

"Really?" Sally said for lack of anything else to say.

"Rollie likes for me to tell him how I felt while the studs fucked me," 
Morgan said, laughing softly. "Sometimes I can get him off by just talking 
about it."

"Oh," Sally said.

"Now don't get me wrong," Morgan said sharply, "Rollie is a good man and a 
great husband. I think it takes a big man to realize that he isn't man 
enough to satisfy a woman completely. We're completely compatible except for 
sex." She laughed and continued, "Worked out well, don't you think? I'm a 
super charged sex addict and exhibitionist and he's a voyeur. How about you? 
Hubby ever watch you?"

"God no," Sally said. "He'd die." She explained how she had gotten into the 
circumstances.

"Well, honey," Morgan said with a smile and a sigh, "Thank your lucky stars 
that something got you involved. You couldn't find a better collection of 
cocks if you tried. By the way, am I the first woman you ever ate?"

Sally felt her face get even hotter than the water and steam had caused.

"Sam said you were a pussy eating virgin," Morgan said before Sally could 
answer. "You are damned good at it honey. You made me come two or three 
times. I've been told I'm pretty good at it. What did you think?"

"I guess you are good," Sally stammered, "I don't have much of a reference 
point."

"Did you come?" Morgan asked, stroking Sally's arm.

"Yes I guess," Sally answered slowly.

"You guess?" Morgan said laughing, "Bullshit honey, you know you did. When I 
sucked the cum out of your cunt you were yelling to beat the band." Her hand 
slipped over to cup Sally's full breast. "And when Sam was fucking you and I 
sucked your clit, you passed out for a few moments. You guess, my ass."

Sally smiled and lay her head back and let the older woman fondle her for a 
while. She responded when Morgan placed her lips on hers.

While they kissed Sally put her hand down and put it on Morgan's pubic area 
and fingered the woman. Morgan did the same for her.

"So how do you like it best?" Morgan whispered.

"I don't understand," Sally said "What do you mean?"

"Do you like it rough, gentle, one at a time, two at a time? Do you like a 
gangbang, do you like to get butt fucked? What do you really like?"

"Oh," Sally said with a slight shutter, Morgan had caused a small climax, "I 
think I like it all. I didn't really care for anal sex at first, but now it's 
okay." She paused and then went on more slowly, "I guess I like the ideal 
that I have no choice. You know what I mean? Like Sam tells me to fuck this 
guy or suck that guy, I have to do it. He made me show Mike and Ike my 
breasts. He made me show Crank Miller my breasts and then all of me. You see 
what I'm talking about?"

"Yeah, I do," Morgan said. "Like you are the slave girl and Sam is the 
master. You have to obey his every whim and desire. What are you going to do 
when he tells you to fuck a German Shepard?"

"Huh?" Sally sat upright in the tub. "He wouldn't do that would he?"

"I don't know," Morgan said laughing, "But that doesn't answer the question. 
Would you do it?"

"Do what?" Sam asked as he and Big Tom climbed into the tub.

"Oh I was just asking Sally if she would fuck a German Shepard if you told 
her to," Morgan said. "She hasn't answered yet."

"Of course she would," Sam said squeezing between the women. Tom sat down 
beside Sally.

"You wouldn't do that would you Sam?" Sally asked fearfully. "I'm afraid of 
dogs."

"Not unless I get tired of your pussy," Sam answered. "But I'd use a donkey 
if you fear dogs. Right now I am very proud of you. The Africans signed a 
nice contract before they left. You've been a real asset to me, Sally. 
Frankly I thought you might balk when they wanted you to pose for the 
camera."

Mike and Ike wanted photos of Sally. She had agreed and posed with them 
fucking her, she sucking one then both of them. She even had posed with her 
legs spread so that the camera could see the cum leaking out of her pussy 
and ass.

"Didn't make any difference," Sally said with a laugh, "I don't know a soul 
in Africa." Tom was tugging on her nipple and she swung around and straddled 
him. He guided his cock into her.

"Oh my God, "Sally yelled, "That feels so damned good, Tom. Fuck me big 
boy."

Chapter ten

Sally woke up in a tangle of arms and legs. That was how she had gone to 
sleep. Morgan, Sam, and Big Tom had piled in one bed and fucked until nearly 
daylight.

She moved her head and saw that Morgan was right beside her, with eyes open. 
They smiled at each other.

"Morning, sweet tits," Morgan said with a smile. "How you doin'?"

"Wonderful, but I think it's already afternoon." Sally said and eased Sam's 
leg off of hers. "But not wonderful if I don't get the bathroom fast."

While she was in the bathroom she got in the shower. She had dried cum all 
over her.

"Move it over, sweetie," Morgan said stepping into the steaming water. "I 
feel like I was rode hard and put away wet." She laughed, "Actually I was 
put away wet. So were you, huh?"

"Yes I was," Sally said, "You know what I'd like to do?"

"What? Go back to bed?" Morgan said.

"No.Well that wouldn't be too bad, but I'd like to go out to the pool and 
lay in the sun and drink a lot of coffee." Sally answered. "Just lay there 
and do nothing."

"Sounds like a winner," Morgan said. "I'll lay with you for a while. I have 
a meeting later that I have to attend."

That was exactly what Sally did for the rest of the afternoon. Neither she 
or Morgan bothered to put on bathing suits. She dozed on and off, and when 
she did she dreamed of sex. Black cocks everywhere she turned and she would 
wake up horny.

It was nearly six o'clock when Big Tom woke her up and motioned for her to 
follow him. Naked, she followed him into the house to the living room.

"Here she is," Sam said to another black man. "Sally this is my friend, 
Scott."

"Opps," Sally said, smiling self consciously, "I didn't know you had 
company. I'm not dressed."

"You certainly don't have any thing to apologize for," The stranger said. 
"When I say I'm pleased to see you, I really mean it."

"Scott will be joining us for dinner," Sam said laughing, "Go get you dolled 
up. We'll dine out tonight."

With a wave of her hand Sally hurriedly left the room.

While she dressed she sipped on one of Sam's special drinks. The dress that 
Big Tom had laid out for her was bright red with some golden threads in it. 
It was a stunning dress and Sally knew that it was an expensive garment.

"Two thousand dollars if it cost a dime," She said out loud. "I've gone from 
buck naked to dressed to the nines." She glanced up to see Big Tom come into 
the room. "Hi Tom," she said. "What's on for tonight?"

The big man silently smiled and shrugged his massive shoulders.

"All right then don't tell me," Sally said smiling at the big mute. "It will 
just have to be a surprise, I guess. Here," she said handing him a note pad, 
"Tell me about the big guy with Sam."

Tom took the pad and wrote, "rich as hell and hung like a bull. You're 
fucked."

Sally took the note, read it and laughed, "So what's new about that? By the 
way, Tommy do you think I'm getting bigger.you know, down there?"

Big Tom took the note pad and wrote, "Still first class pussy to me."

"Thank you Tommy," Sally said. "You always write the nicest things. Well, I 
guess I'm ready," she said, taking his arm, "lead me to the rich bull."

Chapter eleven

They were at a very classy restaurant where the three had a delightfully 
expensive meal. Sally still wasn't use to the stares of people when she was 
out with black men. She tried to ignore them, but she noticed that one woman 
didn't bother to make her interest covert. The woman blatantly watched Sally 
and her two black escorts.

Midway through the meal Sally excused herself and went to the ladies room. 
While she was repairing her makeup the woman came into the room and stood 
beside her.

"Hi," the woman said.

"Hi," Sally responded, looking at the woman in the mirror.

"Is it true?" the woman said.

"Is what true?" Sally asked.

"About black men," the woman said. "I'm sorry," she stammered, "I shouldn't 
have said that. It's none of my business."

"No I guess it isn't," Sally said. "What about black men?"

"You know," the woman said turning to look directly at Sally. "Oh damn, I've 
embarrassed myself."

Sally smiled when she saw the woman had turned a bright red.

"Oh I get it now," Sally said, barely able to suppress a laugh. "You want to 
know if they have big cocks? Is that it?"

The woman turned and got water on a tissue and blotted her face, "I'm sorry. 
I don't know what on earth got into me. I don't usually."

"But that is what you wondered about isn't it?" Sally persisted, with a 
chuckling at the woman's distress. "I really don't know. I've only seen a 
dozen or so. They were all pretty big. The largest was nearly a foot long 
and this big around." She used two hands to make the circle.

"You're joking!" the woman gasped. "Surely not!"

"Oh yes," Sally assured her, "I couldn't take it all, but I got most of it 
in me. Big son of a bitch fucked the hell out of me."

Sally now laughed out loud at the expression on the woman's face. The woman 
was freely perspiring and the blotting couldn't keep up with it.

"What I really like is when two studs fuck me at the same time." Sally said. 
"One in my ass and one in my pussy. A gang bang is.hey are you all right?'

The woman had turned white and was leaning heavily on the sink counter.

Sally wet another tissue and led the woman to the lounge area of the 
restroom.

"Oh my God," the woman said weakly, "That must be like a piece of heaven."

"What? I don't understand," Sally said.

"You know," the woman said, "getting it from two men at the same time. I've 
dreamed and fantasized about it for years."

Sally gave the woman a closer look. Thirtyish with a nice figure and a 
pretty face.

"You shouldn't have any problem getting your fantasies to be reality," Sally 
said. "You are a good looking woman. What's the problem?"

"Oh my God," the woman said, "You don't understand. I'm married and I doubt 
Harold, that's my husband, would understand. I guess they will have to stay 
fantasies."

"I suppose it's up to you," Sally said. "Here is my number if you change 
your mind and want to have a taste of black." She handed the woman a slip of 
paper. "The second number is where I'll be tonight and tomorrow. The first 
one is my home. I'm Sally, by the way."

"Thanks, I'm Lisa, Lisa Wilson." She looked at the paper. "I don't know 
but."

"You think about it," Sally said. "Hey I need to get back. There are two 
studs waiting on me."

When Sally got back to her table Sam made a silent inquiry by raising his 
eye brow.

"I ran into a lady in the restroom who thinks she may want to try black," 
Sally explained. "We talked some."

"Ah, Jungle fever," Scott said with a laugh. "I hope you were able to 
convince her. That is if she looks half way decent."

"I don't know," Sally answered, glancing around, "That's her over there. The 
woman in the blue dress."

Both Sam and Scott looked at the woman. Lisa Wilson looked their way and 
both men gave her a casual wave. Lisa nodded and hurried on to her table.

Sam followed her with his eyes until Lisa reached the table then he 
chuckled, "I'll be damned. That Harold Wilson."

"You know him?" Sally asked.

"Yes I do," Sam said grinning. "He an attorney. He has done some work for me 
and wants to do more. I think I need to go talk with Mister Wilson."

Sam made his way to where the Wilson's sat. Sally and Scott made small talk 
and both kept glancing at Sam.

In a few minutes Sam came back. He was all smiles.

"Greedy bastard," Sam said after he had sat down. "I'll bet you a hundred 
dollars that he's on the phone right this minute."

Sally looked over and confirmed that the man was indeed on the phone.

"Well, that settles that," Sam said with a satisfied smile, "Mister Wilson 
will be on a plane to Chicago within the hour. He will be gone the rest of 
the weekend at least. You were right Sally," he said grinning. "The bitch 
was about to wiggle off of her chair. I thought she was going to cum in her 
panties when I shook her hand. Watch and see if she goes to the restroom 
again. Another hundred say she will."

He had no more than said it when Lisa Wilson got to her feet dabbing at her 
dress as she headed to the restroom.

"Go with her Sally," Sam said. "If necessary, tell her we'll give her a ride 
if shit-for-brains has to leave soon. If she wants to party, she will never 
have a better opportunity."

"Hi again," Sally said approaching the woman in the restroom. "Did you get 
something on your dress?"

"I'm afraid so," Lisa Wilson said. "Small world isn't it? My husband knows 
your.uh.escort."

"Lover will do nicely," Sally said. "At least Sam Hall is. I just met Scott 
tonight."

"Oh," Lisa said. "At least you are direct. I guess Harold will be flying off 
somewhere."

"I guess so," Sally said. "Sam said to tell you to tell your husband that we 
would be happy to give you a ride. Sam has a limo waiting."

"How nice of him," Lisa said.

"Yeah nice," Sally said. "I feel it necessary to tell you that if you accept 
the ride you will get fucked. One or both of the men I'm with will fuck you. 
If that's what you want then do it, but if not, you'd better run like hell."

Lisa Wilson stared at Sally for a moment then blushed and looked back down 
at her dress. She uttered something so low that Sally couldn't hear her.

"What did you say?" Sally inquired. "I couldn't hear you."

Lisa didn't answer for a moment then she said, " Would you do it.I mean if 
you were me?"

"I can't answer that, Lisa," Sally said. "Before last weekend I had never 
had any other man than my husband. Since then I had several and all of them 
were black. One had an eleven inch dick and he knew what to do with it. I 
told you about him."

Lisa's mouth dropped open.

"Just remember what I said," Sally said as she went out the door, "Come with 
us and you get fucked like you have never been fucked."

"Oh my," Sally said, seeing what Sam had ordered for desert, "If I eat that 
I'll have to workout every day next week."

"Or maybe you'll get a workout tonight that will suffice," Scott said with a 
grin. "How did it go with the girl with the fever?"

"I don't know," Sally said. "I doubt that she has the courage to go through 
with it.oh, oh, here comes what's-his-name."

The man who had been identified as Harold Wilson came to the table, "Mister 
Hall," he said a bit breathlessly, "I can get a plane tonight, but I have to 
hurry to the airport. Luckily I keep a bag packed in the trunk of my car for 
events such as these. Lisa said that you had generously offered her the use 
of your car."

"Absolutely, my good man," Sam said. "you run along and we'll take care of 
your wife for you. We are just finishing up desert. Please tell your wife to 
join us for brandy."

"Thanks Mister Hall," The attorney said, "you won't be sorry. I'll do you a 
good job in Chicago." He hurried back to his table.

"And I'll do you wife a good job right here," Sam softly said to the man's 
retreating back. He looked over to Sally. "So what do you think?"

"About what?" Sally asked.

"About another woman coming into the mix," Sam said. "Are you going to pout 
or help us."

"Help you?"

"Yes, sweet Sally," Sam said with a smile. "Are you going to help us fuck 
that woman or not?"

Sally thought about the question a moment. "In the first place I doubt that 
you'll need my help. I've seen you in action before, remember? In the second 
place it might be interesting to watch you guys do your thing." She laughed, 
"of course I expect some action, too. You won't forget me will you?"

"No way," both men said at the same time.

"Good," Sally said. "Here comes the lamb to the slaughter now."

Chapter twelve

The two men stood up when Lisa approached.

"I can't think you enough for rescuing me," Lisa said when she had taken a 
seat at the table. Sam had introduced Scott to Lisa.

"It is an honor and a privilege," Sam assured her. "You are a welcome 
addition to our little group."

The chit chat continued through the rest of the meal. Sam used his cell 
phone to call Big Tom to have the limo brought around.

Sam escorted Sally out while Scott did the same for Lisa.

"Ride up front with Tom," Sam whispered to Sally. "Might be a bit crowded in 
the back, don't you think?"

"Sure," Sally agreed, even though the back could hold six people 
comfortably. She grinned knowing that Sam thought that her presents might 
inhibit the other woman. 'Well, she better damn well get over that' Sally 
thought.

"Hi sweetie" Sally said to Tom, "I'm riding up front with you. The boys have 
something to do in the back."

Tom nodded, giving Lisa a good look. He grinned at Sally and opened the back 
door for the other three.

Before Tom pulled away from the curb he reached over and adjusted the visor 
mirror on the passenger side so that Sally could see into the back of the 
limo.

Sam and Scott sat on either side of Lisa. Sam had poured them a glass of 
champagne.

As Tom wheeled the long car through the city streets Sally watched the trio 
in the back. Neither Sam or Scott had made any physical moves on Lisa. They 
were laughing, talking, and drinking. The partition was up and Sally couldn't 
hear and for a moment she felt a stab of jealously.

She laughed at herself and glanced over at Big Tom who was smiling at her.

"If they forget all about me, you'll still love me, won't you Tommy?" she 
said laughing.

They had stopped at a light and Tom unzipped his pants and pulled his long 
cock out.

"Ohhh, is that for me?" Sally teased.

Tom grunted and tugged at her arm, pulling her toward him. Sally bent down 
and took his half hard cock in her hand and brought her mouth to his 
stiffing dick. She suck him for a few minutes. She raised her head and 
looked up at him, "Do you want me to suck you off completely, or do you want 
to wait?"

He grinned and pushed her head back down. Sally laughed and then began to 
blow him.

Once she stopped and asked, "Have they stuck it to her yet?"

Tom shook his head.

"Have they got her clothes off yet?"

Again he shook his head.

"Wow they must be courting her. That woman is really going to get it 
tonight."

Sam nodded his head and pushed her back down on his cock.

A few minutes later she felt Tom stiffen and then he filled her mouth with 
hot cum. She felt an irrational sense of pride that not a drop got out to 
stain his pants.

"That's just a sample, big boy," she said, sitting back up in the seat. Tom 
smiled and patted her hand. She looked in the mirror to see Sam kiss Lisa on 
the lips. It was a long deep kiss and when they broke, Scott did the same 
thing. Scott was caressing one clothed breast and Sam the other. Sally 
smiled when she saw that Lisa was entering into it willingly.

Fifteen minutes later they were at Sam's home. While Sam and Scott escorted 
Lisa in Sally followed. Tom took the car away.

"Pleas come in, Lisa," Sam said, "Mi casa, Su casa. Make yourself at home."

"Powder room?" Lisa inquired.

"Of course," Sam said, "Sally would you show her the way. Your room would be 
perfect. I'll make some drinks for us."

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Lisa said to Sally. "I just can't."

"Believe it honey," Sally said dryly. "You are going to get fucked by black 
cock, tonight. Did you enjoy the ride?"

"I sure did," Lisa said with a giggle. "They were all over me.and I liked 
it."

"Oh contraire," Sally said laughing, "They haven't got all over you yet, but 
they will. Panties soaked?"

Lisa giggled again, "God yes. You wouldn't happen to have a pair I could 
borrow, do you?"

"You won't be needing any," Sally assured her. "Just take them off. Come on 
let's get back."

The two men were standing at the bar when they arrived.

"Welcome ladies," Sam said. "How would you like to watch some videos for a 
while." He pointed to the couches in front of the giant screen television. 
"Come Sally and sit beside me. Lisa can sit with Scott."

When they were seated Sam used the remote and the TV came alive with a naked 
Sally laying back on a bed with her legs spread. The scene was shot through 
the legs of a black man, his long cock clearly seen in the foreground. Sally 
recognized the set. The man

approaching her was Sam. She felt a wave of embarrassment that two strangers 
were watching her.

The camera remained fixed between Sam's legs as she raised her legs and 
reached for his cock. The camera clearly showed her taking the cock and 
guiding it into her.

Sally watched as the camera panned around to the side; her embarrassment 
quickly changed to heat and she felt herself getting wet.

She knew that the cameraman was Big Tom and he caught her expression as Sam 
eased his cock all the way into her. It was a look of total lust. All of the 
viewer watched with rapt attention as Sam hammered Sally on the screen.

Sally glanced over and saw that Scott had Lisa's blouse open and was playing 
with her breasts.

Sally unbuttoned her dress all the way down and guided Sam's hand to her 
breasts.

On the video, the tempo of pure animal sex had picked up and Sally was 
screaming loudly for Sam to fuck her.

Meanwhile back on the sofa, Sally heard Lisa moan as Scott teased her 
nipple. Sam was causing Sally to moan also. He was working a second finger 
into her.

Sally was only vaguely aware when Scott had Lisa up, disrobed, and was 
waltzing her toward the special table. Morgan had called it the fuck table.

"Do you want to watch them?" Sam said softly, "or get fucked yourself?"

"Both," Sally gasped, "do me from behind so I can watch her get her first 
black cock."

Sam and Sally just made it into position when Scott eased his massive cock 
into the white woman. They were able to see the look of intense pleasure on 
the woman's face.

"That's how you looked when I fucked you the first time," Sam whispered. He 
was screwing Sally dog fashion while she knelt on a leather ottoman.

"I.don't.doubt.Oh shit. I'm cumming, Sam." Sally yelled loudly.

"So is Lisa," Sam said chuckling. "Look at her."

Lisa Wilson was moaning and jerking as if someone had applied electric wires 
to her body.

"Why don't we switch?" Sam said to Scott who nodded and withdrew his dick 
from the twitching woman.

Sam Hall approached the woman who had let her legs drop. He spread her legs 
and pushed them up and slammed his rigid cock into her, causing her to grunt 
and whip her head back.

"Oh my God," Lisa screamed. "That is so damned good. Give it to me!"

"Tell me to fuck you, you white whore," Sam demanded. "Say it or I'll quit."

"Fuck me," Lisa yelled, "Fuck your white whore. Please don't stop!"

"How about you?" Scott said taking, a position behind Sally. "Do you want a 
black cock in your white cunt?"

"Oh yes," Sally said, "Fuck me.fuck your white whore. Shove it in!"

Scott did just that. He crammed it in her so hard her knees were lifted off 
of the ottoman and she would have fell if he had not been holding on to her 
tightly.

For the next hour the two men swapped back and forth between the two women. 
When the men had each cum twice they paused to rest.

Sally led a wobbly Lisa to her shower and they took a shower together, 
washing the sweat and cum from their bodies.

As the water streamed down on their bodies, Sally asked, "So what do you 
think about interracial sex now?"

"I think I like it," Lisa said with a laugh, "Boy, that was something."

"Oh honey," Sally said wiping the soap from Lisa's breasts, "They are just 
getting started with you. My guess that when we get back there will be two 
or three more black men who will want to sample you." She directed a stream 
of water toward Lisa's pubic area and used her fingers to push water into 
Lisa's pussy.

"Have you ever had a woman wash you before?" Sally asked.

"Uh, not really," Lisa answered spreading her legs to accommodate Sally. "My 
roommate, in college, played with me a couple of times. I was too hung up to 
do anything for her, I guess."

"Seems you've lost those inhibitions somewhere along the line," Sally said 
when Lisa leaned down and took Sally's nipple in her mouth and ran a finger 
up her slit.

Lisa laughed with Sally, "I don't think I have a single one left. Frankly, I 
don't think there is anything I wouldn't try tonight."

"Yeah, being fucked by a big black cock will do that to you," Sally said. "I 
just found out last week that I like for a woman to play with me, but 
honestly it doesn't affect me like a man doing me."

"You mean you don't reach a climax with a woman?" Lisa asked.

"Oh yes, I sure do," Sally assured her. "Keep that up and you'll see. No, I 
just don't have those big earth shaking orgasms with a woman like I do with 
a man, especially a black man."

A shadow fell across the glass shower door. "Is that you Tommy? Come on in 
here," Sally called.

The door opened, "Ain't the dummy, It me. Will I do?"

"Crank!" Sally said, "Of course you'll do. Meet Lisa, and Lisa this is 
Crank."

"Hello," Lisa said glancing down at the naked black man. "I have to ask.what 
happened to your ...ah.thing?"

Crank laughed, Kissed Sally and than kissed a startled Lisa Wilson and 
pushing her against the wall of the shower. He raised one of her legs and 
slid his crank into her snatch.

"You tell me," Crank said. "What do you think's wrong with my thing?"

"Ohhh shit," Lisa said with a quake in her voice, "Not a damned thing."

"Good," the man said, "I wouldn't want to think there might be something 
wrong with it. I plan to fuck you with it a lot."

The shower was plenty large enough for two, or even three, normal size 
people, but with a man as large as Crank Miller it was crowded so Sally left 
them to their activities.

This was going to be a long night for both of the women, but especially for 
Lisa.

End of second week





A Matter of Interest: Third Week

by shooter3704 (C)

On Tuesday morning following Sally Lewis's second weekend with Sam Hall, she 
was busy catching up on house cleaning when she heard the phone ringing.

"Hello", she said into the receiver.

"Hi your own self, sweet tits," came a booming voice over the phone.

"Hi Crank," Sally said smiling. Crank Miller was one of her favorite 
paramours. "How are you doing?"

"Hell, sweets if I was any better I'd be made to put an ad in the paper. Hey 
you interested in a business deal?"

"What, you have another brother you want to fix up?" Sally asked, laughing.

"Naw, 'course Dingo sure wants another date with you. He's still talkin' 
'bout what good pussy you got. This is a different deal."

"Tell me about it," Sally said.

"Guy I know is settin' up a show. You know, a private show and he's lookin' 
for a small white woman and a couple black guys to be in his show. What do 
you think?"

"I don't think so," Sally answered. "Having sex in public doesn't sound like 
something I'd want to do."

"What the hell you talkin' 'bout?" Crank said. "You done it plenty of times 
with people watchin'. I saw you just a few days ago and you didn't get a 
dime for it."

"I know Crank," Sally said, feeling a rush of heat in her loins. "This 
sounds different. Besides I didn't have a lot of choice before."

"Ah, bullshit, Sally," Crank snorted, "Listen to this.You get ten grand and 
you hire the men. Why hell's fire, honey, there is any number of guys that 
would pay you to get to fuck you. You could keep it all or pay what you 
wanted to. This is a small group like you are used to."

"I don't know Crank," Sally said slowly. It was a tempting offer. Ten 
thousand just for getting laid by a couple of studs.

"Up to you," Crank said, "I'll call Morgan. I don't know if she is what the 
customer is lookin' for, but I'd say she will jump at the chance and I know 
for a fact she don't need the money. I'll see you later."

"Wait, Crank," Sally said. She could use the money. She quickly mentally 
changed it to "they could use the money." Sally was honest with herself, 
too. She couldn't stand the fact that Morgan would be doing it and she 
wouldn't be. The fact that she and Morgan had become friends didn't negate 
the fact that there was some rivalry between the two women. "Who is this 
customer?"

"He's a guy that I've done business with from time to time. He's good for 
the money."

"I don't know," Sally said. "What if there is somebody there that recognizes 
me?"

"Shit," Crank said with a booming laugh, "Put a couple temporary tattoos and 
a red wig on and your own husband won't recognize you. That ain't a 
problem.what else?"

"When is this.whatever it is?" she asked.

"It's a private show for somebody's birthday. It's this coming Thursday 
night. Supposed to be Friday, but I know you got your weekends all tied up. 
If you're interested we got to get on with it. You'll have to go meet the 
man today. He's got to look you over and approve. I know he will, but he don't. 
Why don't I come get you now, if I can set it up?"

"I guess so," Sally said. "Oh sure, why not? What should I wear?"

"Something sexy.you know.show a lot of tit and ass."

"You are a silver tongue thing, Crank," Sally said laughing.

Crank call back ten minutes later telling her to be ready in an hour.

Sally laughed as she made her way to the shower. "Some people will do 
anything to get out of housework."

Chapter two

"Wow this drive is longer than my street," Sally said craning her head to 
look at the estate grounds. "Who is this guy?"

Crank laughed, "He's just another rich asshole." He got suddenly serious 
"Now let me tell you somethin'. Don't you go in there acting all skittish 
and 'fraid. You strut your stuff and don't back up for anybody."

A huge house came into view. "Oh my God," Sally said. "How many people 
actually live in that house?"

"Don't know," Crank said. "You remember what I said. Show no fear. You don't 
like the deal, you tell 'im to go to hell and we leave."

"Something sounds fishy, Crank," Sally said. "What's going on?"

"The man's Luke Beeks," Crank said. "Got a pile of money and lords it over a 
bunch of people. I've known him for years. We've done some business from 
time to time. He started talkin' about seeing a white woman and a couple 
hung black studs a long time ago. I didn't take the bait until a few days 
ago. We made a big bet. I had to find a real classy white woman to put on a 
show for him and his friends."

"So this rich guy isn't paying me, you are?" Sally asked. "Crank Miller you 
know I wouldn't charge you a damned dime!"

"Oh quit fussin'," The fat black man said with a chuckle, "I can afford it. 
I guess I got 'bout as much money as Luke Beeks has. Maybe more that I can 
lay my hands on. He's tied up with stocks and bonds and investments. Mine's 
in the fuckin' bank. I kinda feel bad 'bout not tellin' you the whole truth. 
Anyway a deal is a deal, and Luke's still got to approve of you. Now Beeks 
got this dude that works for him. They goina want to try you out. You up for 
it?"

"I guess," Sally said a bit nervously

Crank parked his car in front of the giant house and they got out. The door 
was open by a small elderly oriental man who showed them to a large room off 
the entry hall.

"Mister Beeks will be with you soon," the little man said.

"Tell him to get his ass in gear," Crank said. "We ain't got all fuckin' 
day."

A few minutes later the door opened and a white man walked in, "Ah it's my 
good friend, James." The man said, letting his gaze come to rest on Sally. 
"And his lovely friend."

Sally and Crank were sitting at a low bar and the man walked over and stood 
in front of Sally. "You must be Amber. What is your full name?"

Crank had briefed Sally on her new name, so she showed no surprise.

"Amber will do," She answered, giving the man what she hoped was a chilling 
look.

"I'm afraid I must insist," Luke Beeks said.

"And I'm afraid that cuts no ice," Sally/Amber said with a smile. "Amber is 
all you get and if that isn't satisfactory then we can leave."

"James, this woman got a mouth on her". He was a tall lean man who looked to 
be in his fifties. His hair was so gray it was nearly white. He had deep 
sunken eyes and big bushy eyebrows that were coal black in contrast to his 
other hair.

"Yeah and she got a cunt, too," Crank snapped. "What the fuck's that got to 
do with anything?"

The lean man went behind the bar, "May I offer you a drink?" he said.

"Yes thank you, I'll have a champagne cocktail," Sally said.

"I'll just have a couple finger of your twelve year old scotch," Crank said. 
"My fingers, not you little ol' skinny ones."

"So tell me.ah.Amber," Luke Beeks said mixing and pouring the drinks, "How 
long have you know James?"

"Oh for ages," Sally said, keeping a straight face, "James and I go way 
back, and it's just Amber.not ah Amber."

Crank snorted barely able to keep from laughing out loud.

"I see," Luke said, looking down the front of her dress at her impressive 
breasts. "May I ask you what would cause a lovely young woman, like 
yourself, to agree to something like this?"

"As a favor to me," Crank said. "I explained to Amber 'bout the bet and that 
I was about out of time and she agreed to help me out."

"Really?" the man said raising his massive eyebrows. "What if I don't 
approve? Have you thought of that, James?"

"Yes I have," Crank said with a laugh. "You know the deal. If you don't 
approve all I have to do is get three of the five men we agreed on to say 
she's classy and you lose the bet. Come on Luke," Crank said with a laugh, 
"You know you are going to approve, so don't try to shit me."

"Perhaps," Luke said looking back at Sally, "That remains to be seen. There 
are several elements of the wager and she hasn't complied to any of them as 
yet."

"She knows what she has to do," Crank said. "She goina fuck a couple men for 
a birthday party."

"So crude, James," Beeks chided, "but correct none the less. Amber would you 
mind walking over to the door and return for me?" Luke Beeks had sat down 
beside Sally.

Sally got to her feet and strolled to the door, turned, posed for a moment, 
and walked back to where the two men waited. She stopped directly in front 
of Luke.

"Not bad," Luke said, his voice husky, "but I want to see more."

"Okay," Crank said. "Amber, please show the man more."

Sally unbuttoned the simple black dress and did a slow strip to music that 
only she heard. Soon she stood in front of Luke Beeks wearing only her black 
high heels.

"So what do you think?" Crank asked, his voice had gotten husky also.

"Not bad at all," Luke said, after attempting to clear his throat a couple 
of times. "Charles," he called loudly, "Come in here."

"Who the fuck is Charles?" Crank said. "What happened to what's his name?"

"Oh, you mean Darwin? I let him go a few weeks ago. Charles is my new man," 
Luke said as the door opened and a mountain size man came into the room.

Sally watched the huge man glide into the room and approach them. She was 
well aware that only a few weeks earlier she would have been frightened to 
death of such a man, while now she appraised him as a possible lover. 
Charles was close to seven feet tall and well over two hundred fifty pounds. 
He moved with cat like smoothness and muscles rippled when he walked.

Sally was conscious that the giant had fixed his gaze on her and had not 
taken it away. She was also keenly aware that she was completely nude.

"Charles had a promising career as a heavy weight boxer," Luke said. "It is 
a pity that he has a glass jaw." Luke chuckled, "He is still a very 
dangerous man and everything else on him works as it should."

Charles walked directly to where Sally stood. He stopped in front of her and 
put both of his huge hands on her bare shoulders forcing her to kneel.

"Take my cock out and suck it, cunt," he said in a deep voice.

It never occurred to Sally that she could object or resist his demands. She 
knelt down and unfastened the man's pants and released his cock. When his 
cock sprang out Sally reared back in complete surprise.

"Holy shit!" She gasped. "Is that thing real?"

Crank silently stared with growing alarm at the size of the man's tool. 
Twelve inches long and at least eight or nine inches around and it wasn't 
hard yet.

"Get a hand on it, bitch," Charles snarled, "get it up and get to suckin'."

Sally took the massive hunk of meat in her small hand. She could feel the 
heat and feel his cock pulsating like it had a life of its own. The cock was 
uncut and she stroked the foreskin back away from the head. She was now 
using both hands to handle the cock. The enormous thing didn't seem to get 
any larger, but Sally could feel it getting heavier and harder. She was 
having a lot of doubt that she could take the massive penis.

Chapter three.

"What the fuck is going on here?" Crank demanded. "This ain't part of the 
deal. That damned thing is big enough to have guts of its own."

"Oh yes it is, my friend," Luke said, watching Sally attempt to suck the 
giant cock. "You were well aware that she would be tested. Charles will now 
test her."

Sally, by stretching her mouth and jaws was just Beeks to get a small part 
of the monstrous dick in her mouth.

"That's it bitch," Charles snarled. "Keep that up and then I'm going to fuck 
your cunt 'til your eyes cross. I'm goina fuck you so hard that you'll 
scream your fuckin' head off."

Sally oral service had caused the man's cock to be hard enough to stand 
straight out. To Sally it looked like a limb sticking out of a giant tree.

"I don't think I care to have you try," Sally said, wiping her mouth with 
the back of her hand. "Crank, I'm ready to go."

"Oh hell no you ain't," the big man snarled, "I was promised some pussy and 
I'm going to get some." He grabbed Sally and effortlessly lifted and turned 
her around and bent her over. Sally could feel his huge erection probing her 
slit from behind. She clawed at his face, but nothing she did seem to have 
any effect on him. In desperation she slung her head back and struck the 
giant's jaw and they all were astonished to see the big man collapse like a 
house of cards.

Sally back up against the bar and stared in disbelief at the big man laying 
on the carpet, his eyes rolled back showing only white, and his arms flung 
open. His cock was still hard and standing erect, but seemed to begin to 
wilt.

"Damn," Crank said coming over to look at the prone man. "I'll bet you are 
sure are embarrassed, ain't you Luke? That boy put on a mighty poor show for 
you." He wheeled around at the stunned Luke, "and I'll tell you something 
else you bastard. Rape wasn't agreed to and you fuckin' well know it. This 
little lady is a friend of Tom Merchant and when he hears about what you 
tried to pull, he'll twist your head off and shit down your neck."

The tall white man turned even whiter, "I didn't tell Charles to force her, 
James. He was acting on his own. I'll fire his ass," He said. "Just as soon 
as he wakes up," he added.

"If that big son of a bitch knows what's good for him," Crank said, giving 
the slumping cock a vicious kick, "he'll stay down for the count. Merchant 
will kill his ass for him, and that's a fact."

"Now James," Luke said in a placating tone, "There isn't any need to get all 
upset. Amber isn't hurt.are you honey? See she's fine, James. Everything 
will go on as scheduled. She puts on a show and if everything works out then 
you win. There is no need to get Merchant or anyone else involved."

"Okay," Crank said, kicking the prone man in the ribs, "We're on for 
Thursday night just like was agreed. Amber and two studs."

"Right," Luke said, "Just don't forget the rest of it. She rides the bike 
for fifteen minutes and the "pony" for twenty minutes."

"Yeah, yeah, I got it," Crank said. "Come on Sa.Amber. Let's get out of 
here."

Sally grabbed her underwear and dress and hurried after Crank. She stopped 
in the hall long enough to put her dress on, giving the Oriental house man a 
good look.

As they pulled out of the drive Sally looked hard at Crank and said, "When 
are you going to tell me the rest of it, Crank?"

"What you mean?"

"What is the bike and "pony" for starters?" she snapped.

"Oh that," Crank said. "Don't worry about that. Not a thing you can't 
handle. "Don't."

"Crank Miller unless you want to show up by yourself to fuck a couple studs 
you better tell me the truth. And who is Tom Merchant?"

"The bike is a toy," Crank said casually. "It something Luke invented. It's 
like one of them exercise bikes, 'cept it got fake cock where the seat is. 
You just sit there and get fucked. No big deal."

"And the "pony"?" Sally said.

"Well that's 'nother one of Luke's inventions," Crank said slowly. "I'm not 
really sure what it's supposed to do. Nothing you can't handle, I'm sure."

"Another toy?" Sally asked. "So who the hell is Tom Merchant?" she asked, 
not waiting on an answer from Crank. "I don't know anybody by that name. Why 
did you say I was a friend?"

"Well," Crank said. "I was just throwing a scare into Luke for sicin' that 
donkey dick on you. Merchant is a legend around here. Supposed to be one 
real bad ass. Tom Merchant owns a bunch of property and businesses around 
town. He's the biggest pimp, loan shark, or whatever, in town. You know how 
them stories grow."

"So you know him?" Sally asked.

"Yeah," Crank said. "How come you didn't let that big dick dude fuck you? 
You could take it couldn't you? I mean that cock didn't scare you did it?"

Sally laughed, feeling her face get red. "I was going to let him do it. 
Honestly I just wanted to fight him a little. I planned on making him work 
for it. I guess I over did it. Speaking of that have you got any aspirin? My 
head hurts like hell."

Crank Miller nearly wrecked the car laughing. "I know a place we can get a 
drink and find you an aspirin. It's not far from here."

"Well hurry," Sally said rubbing her breast. "I'm horny and I'm hurting."

Chapter three

"What on earth is this place?" Sally asked as Crank parked in front of a 
building. There were no signs or windows.

"Private club," Crank said. "Come on, let's get you fixed up."

Sally threw her panties and bra in the back seat and followed Crank to the 
door. Crank knocked and a spy-hole opened and a black face appeared, then 
disappeared and the door opened.

"Hi, Mister Miller," a well dressed black man said, "We weren't expecting 
you today."

"Yeah, well I'm here. We need a back table and a couple drinks."

"Don't forget the aspirin," Sally said, as the man led them to a Beeks back 
in the darkest area of the large room. She saw that there were several 
couples sitting at the tables.

When the man had taken there orders and left, Sally asked, "What is this 
place?"

"This is the Lion's Den," Crank said. "It's a place for men and women to 
meet and have a nice meal, a few drinks and whatever."

"Whatever meaning a place where they can get together for a little afternoon 
delight," Sally said with a laugh. "I'll bet none of these people are 
married."

"Oh they's married all right," Crank said, laughing. "Just not to each 
other. There's a couple room upstairs that some of the customers use now and 
again. Seeing how you had a workout, you want some lunch?"

After a nice meal and a couple more drinks sally was feeling better.

"Do you think we might get one of those rooms?" Sally asked. "My head's not 
hurting, but I'm still horny."

"Well to tell the truth," Crank said, smiling, "I was hoping' for a little 
action. You up for an Oreo?"

Sam Hall had told her what an Oreo was. One white woman between two black 
men. "Sure," Sally answered, feeling a warming in her crotch. "Who have you 
got in mind?"

"My sister's boy works here." Crank said. "He's just a kid, but he has a 
cock like a bull. He saw a video of you and me and he's been pestering me 
ever since."

"Sure let's get to it," Sally said. She knew that Crank had a video of them 
so that hadn't surprised her.

"We can go on and get started and I'll send for him,' Crank said. "Come on 
sugar, let's fuck."

The room was a surprise to her. It was nicely furnished, clean, with a large 
bed. She had expected something like one might find in a sleazy hotel or 
something.

Crank went to the bed and sat down on it. Sally went to Crank and sat down 
on him. She lifted her dress and straddled the fat man, kissing him and 
forcing him back on the bed.

" Damn, I guess you did get heated up," Cranks said laughing. "It'll go 
better if you let me get my pants off. Crawl up here and sit on my face."

"You're on big boy," Sally said sliding up and planting her wet pussy on his 
mouth. She loved it when Crank applied his great suction to her clit. When 
Crank Miller ate pussy, he really ate pussy.

While the fat man sucked on her pussy he wiggled out of his pants and Sally 
threw her dress off.

"Oh God, James," Sally moaned, "That's great. What did you say? I could hear 
you. You're muffled."

"I said my name is Crank, cunt" The fat man said, lifting her cunt off of 
his face and putting her down over his jutting, misshaped cock. "Put my cock 
in your snatch and I'll James you."

Laughing Sally reached under her and grasped the man's cock and aimed it at 
her hole. When she had gotten it started he let her down slowly until the 
entire cock was buried in her.

"Ohhh, that feels like heaven," Sally said. "I love your cock in me."

"That's good," Crank said, "'Cause I love my cock in you."

Sally began to move up and down on his black pole and soon felt the first of 
her orgasms. She wasn't worried about Crank cumming too soon, because he was 
always good for several before he needed to recharge. She began to bounce 
higher, harder and faster.

"Fuck that dick, you fuckin' whore," Crank growled. "Get me off.here it 
comes, cunt I'm cumming in your pussy."


Sally increased the tempo and just when she felt his hot sperm hit the deep 
recesses of her pussy she started a series of orgasms. That was something 
new for her. Multiple climaxes one after another ending in a grand slam 
orgasm.

"Oh my God!" she said falling off of the big man to the bed, "I love it!"

"I want to fuck your ass," Crank said. "Clime back up here and face the 
other way." They used their combined juices to lube her rectum and after a 
few moments his cock slid into her ass hole.

"Easy, Crank," Sally cautioned. "Oh shit it's in there. Ah man It feels like 
a fence post in me."

"It'll get better," Crank said, "Just sit still a minute."

"Hey Unk, you in here?" A voice called from the doorway, "Hi, I'm Tony," A 
young black man said approaching the connected couple. "That you under there 
Unk?"

"Now who the fuck did you think it was, you simple shit?" Crank said. "Get 
your clothes off and jump in. This is Sally."

"Hi Sally," the young man said. grinning, "Lookin' good, girl. Want a dick 
in that other hole?" The man wasted no time getting naked.

Sally was happy to see that he had a nice size cock and it was nearly hard. 
"Hi Tony," Sally said. Her rectum had relaxed and now Crank's dick felt good 
to her. "Come over here and let me get that thing hard."

Tony stepped up onto the bed and put his cock to her open lips.

"That's a girl," Tony said, as she took him into her mouth. "Suck my dick. 
Get it good and hard for me."

"Bullshit," Crank said, "She's getting' it hard for her."

"Whoever," the young man said. "So how's it goin' Unk?"

"Same ol' same ol'. How's your mother?"

Sally had to work hard to keep from laughing. Here she was with one black 
cock in her mouth and one in her ass and they were having a family reunion.

"Okay girl," Tony said, "You got it good and hard now get ready for some 
black meat in your pussy."

"Yeah, do it," Sally said. "Fuck me Tony."

"What the fuck do you want me to do?" Crank asked with a chuckle.

"You just keeping on doing what you're doing," Sally answered, gasping as 
Tony found the opening of her pussy with the head of his dick. "Oh 
shit.easy.easy boys. Ah that's it.now fuck me!"

And they did. For the next hour the two black men fucked her in every 
opening that they could get their cocks into.

Chapter four

"So who are the lucky men?" Crank asked. They were on the way back to Sally's 
house.

"I was thinking I'd ask Big Tom," Sally answered. "He's real nice."

"He's a good choice," Crank said. "How 'bout the other one?"

"You," Sally said. "I like you, too."

"Well that's real nice of you," Crank said patting her leg. "But I'll have 
to say no to that great offer."

"Oh, why's that?"

"Well honey I got a standing, I guess you'd call it. Somebody there might 
recognize me. Hold on a minute," He said seeing that she was about to 
protest. "Ain't like you. Hell, with a wig and a tattoo or two nobody will 
recognize you. How am I going to disguise my dick? Damn thing is famous. 
That and my belly, they know who it is in a minute."

"Is that the only reason?" Sally asked.

"No, not really, Crank said. "I need to be around where I can keep an eye on 
things. Luke is a sneaky bastard. I don't think he'll try anything, but I 
sure want to keep an eye on him. What about Snake or Slick? They'd jump at 
the chance."

"Snake is just too damned big for a threesome," Sally said. "He's fine one 
on one. What about your nephew, Tony?"

"Oh sure," Crank said with a laugh, "I think he's in love with you. I guess 
that ain't no surprise. I am too. Hell, we all are. Tom, Sam, Albert and 
Dingo. We all love you."

"Love me or my pussy?" Sally teased.

"Oh both, I guess," Crank said. "By the way, did Sam tell you that some 
king, or whatever, called him and wants you to come to Africa?"

"No he didn't mention it to me, but I haven't talked to him in a few days," 
Sally said. "I guess it's Ike and Mike's father."

"Whatever," Crank said shortly, "Don't go. That son of a bitch is crazy as a 
bedbug. He's one of them.what do you call'em? They like to hurt people."

"Sadist," Sally said. "How do you know that?"

"Ah a couple years back Sam sent this chick and they damned near killed her. 
Poor bitch was in the hospital for a couple weeks. I hear her mind is still 
fucked up."

"My goodness," Sally said, "What did he do to her?"

"I guess he shoved 'bout everything he could up her snatch. I heard he used 
a dildo made out of elephant tusk and once he had a mesh-like dick. Wire 
mesh or something like that filled with hornets or bees. Shoved it up her 
and caused them things sting her. Inside her cunt and ass. Anyway, you don't 
want to fool with that crazy prick."

"No I sure don't," Sally said. "I like good old fashion fucking and sucking. 
I sure don't want hurt."

"Yeah, ain't no amount of money worth that," Crank laughed. "What good is a 
million bucks if you can't fuck?"

"They paid her a million dollars?" Sally asked. "Did she know what she was 
getting into?"

"Oh hell yeah," Crank said. "Sam tried to talk her out of it, but all the 
greedy bitch saw was dollar signs."

"Does Sam know about this bet of yours?" Sally asked.

"Yeah, he knows. I asked him 'bout you. He's good with it. I guess he's 
planning on being there to watch the show."

"Oh goody," Sally said, "My fans will be there."

That night Sally prepared a nice dinner for Don. She lit candles and had 
chilled a bottle of wine.

"So what's the occasion?" Don asked. "I know I have some good news, but you 
didn't know it. What's up?"

"Oh I just felt like doing some nice for you," she answered. Actually Sally 
knew that wasn't all of it. She was having some very guilty thoughts. Being 
the stuffing in an Oreo cookie, and her meetings with Crank Miller and his 
brother and nephew wasn't part of the deal with Sam Hall and Donald's debt. 
She was finding that more and more her thoughts were about sex and 
specifically sex with black men. On reflection she was honest with herself 
and she admitted to herself that the show, as they were calling it, wasn't 
at all about money. It was pure, raw sex.

"So what's your good news?" Sally asked Don.

"I landed a big contract today," He said with a smug grin. "Came completely 
out of the blue. This woman came into the shop and laid it on me. A two year 
contract."

"That's great, honey," Sally said. "Who is she?"

"Her name is Morgan Douglas. She's the CEO of her husband's investment 
company. He's Roland Douglas. Big bucks coming our way, Sal. I'll have that 
son of a bitch paid off in no time, now." He held his wine glass up in a 
toast, "To us and getting that damned loan paid off."

Sally Lewis held her glass up with a smile that belied her inter-turmoil. 
What would happen after the debt was paid? One thing she did know; she was 
not going to tell him that it was because of her that he got the contract. 
Some things best left unsaid.



"You look good tonight," Don said looking at her. She was wearing a blouse 
and obliviously no bra. "Sexy and hot." He added.

"Well thank you kind sir," Sally responded with a smile. "For desert you 
have your choice. One you can eat down here and the second one you can eat 
upstairs in bed."

"Huh, I think I'll have the one upstairs," Don said. "That one sounds a lot 
more fun and probably less fattening. You know, Sal, you defiantly have a 
better attitude about.well. sex since you been.uh. going out weekends. Hey, 
I'm ready for that desert."



Sally got up and took his hand and led him up the stairs. She was thinking 
the poor fool didn't even know the half of it.

Chapter five

On Wednesday Sally went out shopping. Her first stop was a wig shop. She 
tried on several and finely settled on a red one of medium length. In the 
same strip mall she located a novelty shop and bought several temporary 
tattoos. Next she went to another mall to a naughty nightie shop where she 
purchased several outfits. She was just coming out of the lingerie store 
when her cell phone rang. The phone had been a gift from Sam Hall. Her 
husband didn't know she had one.

"Hi Sally," Sam Hall said when she answered. "What are you up to?"

She told him, adding, "I picked up a real sexy baby doll outfit. It's black 
with gold trim."

"Yeah I'd like to see it," Sam said. "If you got a couple hours to spare I'd 
like to introduce you to someone."

"Sure," Sally said. "Male?"

"Oh yes he is male."

"Black?"

"Right again. I'm aware that it isn't the weekend, but if you could help me 
out today, I'd sure appreciate it. It's another business deal that you might 
be able to help me with. Why don't you come to my office in.say thirty 
minutes, like you just happened to drop by. I'll take it from there. Be sure 
to bring that new baby doll outfit in with you."

Thirty minutes later Sally was at Sam's office. Sam didn't have a secretary 
or anyone out in front. Sometimes Big Tom was there but on this day the 
outer office was empty, so she went to the office door and knocked, waited a 
few seconds and opened the door and peeked in.

"Hi Sam," she said. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by and 
show you.oh I'm sorry, I didn't know you were busy. I'll come back later."

"No, Sally it is quite all right, come on in," Sam said, getting to his 
feet. "This is Mister Avery." Avery was an older black man with graying hair 
and beard. He nodded toward her with a smile.

"I'm so sorry," Sally said, "I didn't mean to interrupt you."

"It's fine," Avery said in a deep voice. "As it turns out we are at an 
impasse anyway."

"Would you like a drink?" Sam offered. "We were just about to forget about 
business and have one ourselves."

"If you are sure I'm not imposing," Sally said. "Whatever you are having 
will be fine."

"It looks like you've been shopping," Avery said nodding toward the shopping 
bag she was carrying. He could not help but note that it came from a 
lingerie store.

"Oh yes," Sally said. "I bought a lovely baby doll outfit and stopped by to 
show it to Sam." She took the flimsy black and gold garment out of the bag 
and held it up. "Do you think my husband will like it?"

"I wouldn't be at all surprised," Avery said. "Be a fool not to."

"I'd like to see what it looks like on you," Sam said. "Why don't you model 
it for us?"

"Oh I couldn't do that," Sally said. pretending to be shocked and 
embarrassed.

"Of course you can," Sam said, handing her the drink. "Why don't you go to 
the rest room and put it on for us. Mister Avery appreciates the finer 
things, don't you Mister Avery?"

"Yes indeed," Avery said. "Please model it for us, Sally."

"Well, I don't know," Sally said, looking at the outfit she held. "It's 
pretty sheer. You could see everything."

"Yes, that is exactly the finer things I was referring to," Sam said. "Hurry 
and change. You can take your drink with you."

"Yes please hurry," Avery said, glancing at his watch. "I have a meeting to 
attend in a little while."

Sally thought it was a meeting that Sam didn't want him to attend. She 
quickly changed into the sheer ensemble and went back into Sam's office and 
softly closed the door behind her.

"Now that's what I'm talking about," Avery said when he noticed her. "That 
is a fine looking piece."

Sally had elected to be barefooted, but she knew how to make her breasts 
jiggle by putting her heel down a little harder then necessary. She did that 
as she made her way to the desk in the center of the room.

The black baby doll consisted of a pair of brief panties and a pull over top 
that left her midriff bare and that was cut from the bottom to just below 
her large full breasts.

Avery gave a low whistle and said, "Mighty fine looking woman, Hall. Mighty 
fine looking."

"Yes she is," Sam agreed. "Keep walking Sally, please."

Sally continued past the desk, around behind it and to the other side. Both 
men's eyes followed her every move.

"And how is it you know this stunning creature?" Avery asked, not taking his 
eyes off of Sally.

"Her husband is a business acquaintance," Sam said with a straight face. "I 
met Sally through him. We became good friends."

"I see," Avery said. "How good, I wonder?"

"Sally," Sam said, "please come over here and sit on my lap." He glanced at 
Avery, "Very good friends."

Sally strutted over and when Sam had pushed back from his desk, she slid 
onto his lap. Sam flipped the flimsy top open and took one of her breasts 
and caressed it. He then opened the other side exposing her breasts to the 
gaze of Mister Avery. "very, very good friends," he said.

"Yes I can see," Avery said, after clearing his throat.

Sam turned the chair until Sally's legs were toward Avery. He slid his 
finger under the panty leg and pushed it to one side exposing her pussy to 
Avery.

Sally snuggled closer to Sam and put her face to his, kissing him long and 
deep.

"My goodness," Avery said. "She is certainly an affectionate little thing 
isn't she?"

"Yes she is," Sam agreed, after breaking the kiss. "Very affectionate."

"I suppose that if she were sitting on my lap, we could reopen our business 
discussions," Avery said, clearing his throat again.

"Oh I doubt that if Sally were sitting on your lap that you could 
concentrate on business," Sam said with a chuckle. "I have a better idea. 
Why don't I go out to the other office and work up a contract for you to 
sign? I'll leave you and Sally in here where you won't be disturbed."

"That will be just fine, Sam," Avery said. "One word of caution. I'm a horny 
old goat, but I'm not a fool. Print out your last proposal and don't add or 
subtract anything. A beautiful woman will only take you so far, if you get 
my meaning."

Laughing Sam pushed Sally toward the seated man. "I get your meaning. Take 
your time and come out when you are ready. No hurry at all.

"At my age there is no use in hurrying," Avery said, reaching out to take 
the petite white woman into his arms. "Come here girl. I have an itch."

"And I'll scratch it for you," Sally responded, snuggling onto his lap. Ten 
minutes later Sally was surprised to discover that Mister Avery had a large 
cock that got very hard. The old man proved to be a wonderful lover.

Chapter six

Early Thursday afternoon Sally went to a beauty shop to have her new wig 
styled and put on her. She didn't want to take a chance that it would come 
off and she had a feeling that the night would be active. When the stylist 
got the wig in place and she saw herself in the mirror she decided that she 
soon would become a redhead. She looked damned good.

That night she went to Sam Hall's house where she met with Big Tom, Tony, 
Crank Miller and Sam. They were all going together in Sam's limo to Luke 
Beek's house. The "show", as they kept referring to it, was to be held 
there.

After Sally had fortified herself with two of Momma Lilly's power drinks 
they started for the show.

"Damn girl," Tony said, "you look mighty fine as a red-head."

"You are correct, young Tony," Sam said. "But then our Sally would look 
mighty fine with any color hair."

"That you one and all," Sally said. "So what can you tell me about these 
gadgets that Beeks has?"

"I have seen the bike," Sam said. " It has been some time ago. Basically it 
is a stationary bike with a dildo where the seat should be. I would imagine 
that Luke Beeks has made some modification, but it should present no problem 
for you. You have to stay on for fifteen minutes?"

"That right," Crank said. "Sally can do it standing on her head.well maybe 
that wouldn't work. Anyway no sweat."

"What about the "pony"?" Sam asked. "I asked around but nobody I know has a 
clue."

"Well, I asked around too," Crank said. "I got the same answers. I did find 
a woman that said she heard about if from somebody else, but she didn't know 
anything about it except it was a wild ride. I wouldn't worry about that, 
too much, Sally. The main show is you and Tom and Tony. That's the main 
event. Do like the Chinese and just relax and enjoy it."

"I plan on doing just that," Sally said with a laugh. "Momma Lilly's drink 
has kicked in and I'm ready to party."

They were escorted into the big house through the back entrance and soon 
Sally was left alone in the center of a room. It was pitch black in the room 
but she could hear the sounds of people nearby. An occasional cough, a 
nervous giggle, and the rustle of clothing. Her escort had taken her 
clothing and now all she wore was a pair of high heel shoes and a very 
nervous smile.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen," A voice said over an address system. 
"Welcome to this evenings show. The lovely and talented Amber will be the 
star of tonight's presentation. Amber will first attempt to ride the bike 
for fifteen minutes and after that she will attempt to ride the "pony" for 
twenty minutes."

Sally had a moment of fear as the announcer said "attempt" twice. She 
swallowed and glanced up at a spot light above her begin to brighten. 
"Ladies and gentlemen may I present Amber," The voice said. There was a 
murmur of approval as the audience saw the lovely woman in all of her glory. 
As the light got brighter she tried to see out beyond the area that was 
lighted, but couldn't see anyone or anything in the shadowy gloom.

Suddenly in a burst of light a few feet from where she stood a stationary 
bicycle appeared.

"Ladies and gentlemen," the announcer's voice said growing louder, "The 
bike!" There was a burst of applause from the unseen group.

Sally studied the apparatus closely. As the men had said there was no seat; 
just a phallus sticking up and slightly at an angle. There were no peddles, 
and in their place was a platform on either side of the machine. Sally took 
a closer look at the false dick. It was not at all intimidating. About five 
inches long and not much larger around then her husbands cock. Lately she 
had experienced much larger cocks.

"Amber, please mount the bike," the voice said. "The time will start when 
you are in place and the. ah.device, shall we say, has entered you."

Sally walked boldly to the bike, her light following her until the two 
lights merged. She stepped upon to the platform and straddled the machine, 
using the handle bars for support. The tip of the fake cock was about three 
inched from the entrance of her moist love box. She flexed her knees and 
bent slightly and as soon at the cold hard dick touched her, the voice said, 
"Time will start now."

Sally bent her knees a bit more and took the first half to the cock into her 
and she was surprised when the machine begin to vibrate. Not very much, but 
enough so that she could feel it. She suddenly realized that the platforms 
on which she was standing was getting lower and the fake cock was going into 
her deeper and deeper. When she straighten her knees and stool as straight 
as she could, the cock stayed deep within her pussy. Just as it dawned on 
her that dismounting the bike would be very difficult the cock in her 
started vibrating and convulsing. She felt something warm spew out of it 
into her cunt. Sally took one hand off the handlebars and reached down and 
felt the thing pulsating in her. She could feel an oily substance leaking 
out of her. The machine came alive and now it was jerking, twitching and 
vibrating madly and she grabbed the handlebars and held on for dear life as 
the machine royally and wildly fucked her.

At some point, Sally wasn't sure when, she heard a woman screaming and she 
realized it was her that was screaming. She was only dimly aware when the 
announcer said "Ten minutes, ladies and gentlemen. She does seem to be 
enjoying it doesn't she?" She didn't hear the applause at all.

Sally didn't have a clear knowledge when the machine stopped it's wild 
motion or when the platform rose to where she could step clear if she 
desired. Sally sat slumped on the phallus not moving because she couldn't. 
She had absolutely no strength left in her body to dismount. When the lights 
had dimmed almost to complete darkness , Big Tom and Sam rushed out and 
lifted the comatose woman off of the bike and carried her away to another 
room to a small bed and gently laid her down on it.

After ten minutes of cold compresses and rubdown, Sally begin to stir.

"Is it over?" She asked in a shaky voice.

"Yes Sweetie," Sam said. "You rode that bike like a champ."

"Wow," Sally said, sitting up and taking the drink Big Tom offered her. "I'll 
have to get me one of those things."

Sam laughed, "I suspect you would tire of it soon. It can't bite your 
nipples or suck your clitoris, you know. You rest here and drink your drink. 
You've got twenty minutes left of your break. I had Tom make that drink 
especially strong. I have a feeling you will need it. It seems as if Mister 
Beeks has made some changes in his toys."

"Bring that "pony" on," Sally said bravely. "It can't be any worse than that 
bike."

Sam Hall left Tom and Sally shaking his head as he went. He had a feeling 
that the "pony" could and would be much worse than the bike.

Chapter seven

"Okay Sweet Cheeks," Crank Miller said rushing into the room. "It's nearly 
time to go. Here take these." He handed her two small pills.

"What is that?" Sally asked.

"I got a look at the "pony" and you'll need those pills. They're muscle 
relaxers. You've had them before when Shorty fucked your ass for the first 
time, remember?" He answered, handing her another glass of Sam's power 
drink.

"Oh God, Crank," she said. "I sure don't need another of those drinks. I'm 
hotter than a two dollar pistol now. Can't you find some water?"

"Trust me Sally," Crank said. "You'll need it before the night is over. That 
"pony" has a rectum wrecker built in it. I'm talking a real ass buster here. 
I don't know what all it does but you can bet you're in for one hell of a 
ride. The rest of the plan is, if you stay on the "pony" for the full twenty 
minutes, Tony and Big Tom, will start that part of the show immediately. You 
ain't got no recovery time."

"Good," Sally said with a sexy laugh. I could take on the whole crowd right 
now. Besides Tom and Tony will take it easy on me. If we have time why don't 
you start the party with your."

"Sorry sugar," Crank said, interrupting her. "Ain't got the time right now. 
Don't count on the boys takin' it easy on you. It's got to be a good show or 
I loose the bet. Roll over and stick your ass out." He took a tube from his 
jacket pocket. "I have some ass lube."

"My goodness, Crank," Sally said laughing, "You carry Anal-Ease around with 
you?"

"Hey," Crank said, sticking the nozzle into her rectum, "Can't ever tell 
what you might run into. Raise up a little more. I want to make sure I get 
plenty in you." He ran his long fat fingers up her slit. "Don't need any for 
your cunt. You're dripping now."

"I told you I'm ready," Sally said with a moan. "Don't stop Crank."

"Got to girl, they're callin' for you now. Come on." Crank said patting her 
on her butt. "Show time."

At the door the escort took her arm and led her to a circle of light and 
Sally got her first look at the famous "pony". The announcer was saying 
something but Sally tuned him out as she studied the "pony"

It was nothing more than a saddle looking affair on a barrel shaped base. 
The saddle was covered with blue velour material and in the seat there were 
two objects sticking up about an inch. Much like the bike except that there 
were two of them and they were much smaller. Sally almost laughed out loud. 
One was about as big around as her thumb and the other wasn't any larger 
than her little finger.

Her escort led her to the machine and helped her mount, easing her down 
until one object was lined up with her pussy and the other her ass hole. She 
shivered with lust and anticipation as she felt both objects enter her 
orifices.

Her escort kneeled down and fastened her ankles with straps so that she 
couldn't dismount, not that she had any intentions of doing so. Small as the 
objects were, they felt good in her over-heated body, and she thought they 
would make a good warm up for Tony and Big Tom. That's what everybody wanted 
to see. A little white woman ravaged by two big black dicks. That's what she 
was thinking when the announcer said, "Start the time, please."

The first thing she felt was the object in her rectum began to vibrate and 
grow. From the little nub it had been, it quickly enlarged both in length 
and girth until it filled her completely. She strained, trying to get up 
away from the invader, to no avail. Just as quickly as it had grown it 
collapsed back to it's original size and the one in her pussy did the same 
thing as the anal probe had done. Growing rapidly and filling her, then 
deflating just as quickly. First one then the other would inflate. They 
alternated and they didn't do the same exact thing twice in a row. One time 
it would vibrate, then the next time it would wiggle, then it would spiral, 
worming into her ass or pussy. Each time different and occasionally she 
would receive a mild shock. She quickly had an orgasm and then another. She 
reached around for something to hold on to, but there was nothing except her 
breasts to grab so she did that. Sally Lewis, aka Amber, had five climaxes 
in the first five minutes of her pony ride. At the ten minute mark she was 
screaming and cursing and drool was running down her chin. Sally was half 
way through her ride when the objects both deflated and just as she started 
to relax, they both shot up into her at the same time and started to do 
their weird motions.

Just as sally thought she was going to lose consciousness, both of the 
invading objects withdrew, leaving only the small nubs. She was at the very 
edge of consciousness when she felt something cool and hard ease her pussy 
lips apart and snuggle against her clitoris. She managed to open her eyes 
and look down so see a shiny metal object that looked like a tongue lodged 
against her. She was wondering what on earth it was when suddenly the anal 
probe started to pulsate and she felt a shock from the metal object that 
rocked her back and caused her eyes to defocus. She screamed and she felt it 
again and again. She had a tremendous orgasm that seemed to last forever and 
it had no more than ended when another one hit her. She was only just 
conscious when her dimly heard a voice say, "Time! She did it ladies and 
gentlemen. Amber has ridden the "pony" for twenty minutes!"

As the unseen audience applauded Tom and Tony rushed out and shoved the guy 
who had been doing escort duty aside. They unstrapped the quivering woman 
and lifted her from the saddle. They carried her to a spotlighted bed and 
carefully laid her down. Both Tom and Tony were naked and when they were 
fully lighted the audience was heard to gasped. Mostly it was feminine 
gasps, but some men did also.

"Are you all right?" Tony asked in a whisper. "Sally. come on girl. say 
something."

"I'm.I'm." she muttered opening her eyes. "God! Is it over?"

"Yeah," Tony said, "That part is. You feel like getting fucked?"

"I don't know," Sally said softly, "I'm numb from the neck down."

"Here's the plan," Tony whispered, fondling her breast, "Get up on your 
knees on the bed and suck me and Tom for a while. Give you a chance to 
recover. Do it nice and slow."

Sally did as she was told. She took the two black cocks and began to lick 
and kiss them. As she orally administered to the two men she realized that 
she was beginning to get feeling back. Her pussy was just tingling now. She 
knew that it was probably due to the stimulant in Sam's power drink that was 
helping to overcome her ordeal. "Thanks Momma Lilly," Sally thought. "Thank 
you a lot."

"How you doin"?" Tony whispered. "You all right now?" "Yes, I'm fine," Sally 
whispered, taking his cock out of her mouth. "I'm ready to get fucked by a 
real cock for a change."

Tony went around and lay on the bed, "Come here and get your asshole down on 
this cock, whore," Tony said loudly.

Sally smiled up at the silent Big Tom, "Looks like you get my pussy, Tom. 
Did you flip heads or tails for it?"

The big man grinned down at her. It was then that Sally noticed that he was 
wearing a giant afro wig. It caused her to laugh.

She turned and went over to Tony. "Sit you white ass down on a real cock you 
fuckin' cunt." He winked at her, causing her to laugh again. She straddled 
him and eased her expanded anus down on his jutting dick. It went in with 
ease. It was good to have something warm in her, she thought.

"How do you like that black cock in your ass, bitch?" Tony said. When Sally 
didn't respond, Tony bounced her hard. "Say it cunt," he yelled. "Tell us 
how you like black cock in your ass."

"I love it," Sally cried, without having to fake it. "I love your black cock 
in my ass. Fuck me!"

While Tom played with her nipples Tony pounded her ass. "How 'bout some more 
black cock?" He yelled. Sally knew he was playing to the unseen audience. 
"You want some black dick in you cunt, slut?"

"Yes fuck my cunt, too. I want more black cock in me." Sally yelled. She was 
not faking at all now. She was on fire.

"Give it to her Rastus," Tony yelled at Tom. "Fuck this white slut's cunt 
for her. Pound the slut's pussy while I fuck her ass."

Tom had no more than gotten the head of his massive cock in her when she hit 
a huge orgasm. It was only the start of a very long night. Over and over the 
two black men changed positions but at no time did Sally not have at least 
one large cock in her.

Shortly after midnight the two men came on her face and the show came to a 
close.

CHAPTER EIGHT

In the car on the way home, Crank was ecstatic. "I still can't believe it," 
he crowed. "Beeks had to pay off. The no good son of a bitch had to write me 
a check. I thought the bastard was goin' cry."

"So Crank," Sam asked. "How much did you win?"

"Aw, it wasn't the money," Crank said laughing. "It was the way that bastard 
lost that made it all worthwhile. I knew our Sally could do it."

"You still didn't say how much," Sam said.

"A half million," Crank said calmly, "but it cost him a zillion in pride. 
That prick done pissed me off big time."

"You bet five hundred thousand on me?" Sally demanded. "Are you out of your 
mind?"

"Naw," Crank said. "I knew you could fuck that "pony" thing. Beeks claimed 
that no woman alive could stay on it for twenty minutes."

"I have a blast of news for you," Sally said. "There isn't a woman alive who 
would stay on if she could get off. I wanted to, but I couldn't move my 
legs. He screwed himself by strapping me on it." That statement sent the men 
into gales of laughter.

When they arrived at Sam Hall's house, he invited them all to come in. Sally 
begged off, "I swear boys I'm screwed out tonight. Can Tom just take me 
home?"

"Sure, honey," Sam said, "I understand. You have quiet a night. In fact why 
don't you take this weekend off."

"Thanks Sam," Sally said with a smile, "Maybe I'll take off Friday night, 
but if you don't party with me this weekend you'll have to wait a couple of 
weekends. That time of the month is coming up next week. I'll call you 
Friday night or Saturday morning and see what's going on."

After Tom let her out she went in to a darken house. She was puzzled, 
wondering where her husband was.

It wasn't at all unusual for Donald to work late but he seldom worked this 
late. Just as well, she thought. She wouldn't have to explain the red wig or 
the tattoos.

She was relaxing in the tub with her eyes closed. She sensed that she wasn't 
alone and when her eyes flew open she saw her husband standing in the 
bathroom door.

"Hi," She said, "Where have you been so late? Working?"

"Networking," Don Lewis answered with a short laugh. "Went to a party at a 
rich bastard's house."

"Oh did you have a good time?" She inquired.

"Yeah it was okay I guess. Met a lot of people, shook a lot of hands. The 
best thing was the entertainment. Some red-headed broad fucked two machines 
and a couple big black men. That was worthwhile. She seemed to have a good 
time, anyway."

"Oh," Sally said, wondering if he had recognized her. "Did you enjoy the 
show?"

"I sure did," He answered, "It made me horny as hell. Any chance I might get 
lucky tonight?"

There was no way she was going to refuse him. Not tonight.

"I think you might," She answered. "Give me a couple more minutes and I'll 
be right in."

"I'll be waiting," He said. "Oh, be sure to wear that red wig, Amber. You 
looked dammed hot in it."

Sally gave him a quick glance, but he had left the bathroom.

She dried off slowly dreading the face to face meeting with him.

Sally stood in the bedroom door, wrapped only in the towel and watched him. 
He lay on their bed stroking his dick.

"So, how did you know it was me?" She asked, still standing in the doorway.

"I didn't at first," He said looking at her, "I just thought it was some 
redheaded whore. I was standing near Mister Beeks and I heard him and some 
black dude arguing about the woman. The black dude called her Sally twice. I 
took another look and what do you know.there was my little wife having the 
bike ride of her life. A little later I saw the big dude that smacked me 
around and I knew for sure."

Sally came on into the room and stood by the bed.

"So what now?" she asked.

"For starters I'd like for you to take care of this, for me." He was 
pointing to his hard cock. "Then we'll talk about how much you like fucking 
black men." He looked hard at her. "It is true isn't it? You like fucking 
black men."

Sally knelt down by the bed and took his cock in her hand.

"Yes it is true," She said, stroking it for him.

"And when the loan is paid off, you are going to continue fucking Sam Hall 
and his cronies. Is that it?" He scooted over so that she could take his 
dick in her mouth.

"Yes," She said. "It is "it". "I like fucking Sam and the guys. I like the 
excitement, I like the hard raw sex. I like it all. I don't think I can 
stop." She took his cock into her mouth and sucked him.

"Yeah, I kinda thought so," He said. "Fucking loan was paid off last week." 
He smiled when her head jerked up form his cock. "Yeah, that's right. Sam 
Hall stopped by and told me himself. Said you had done so good that he would 
consider it paid off in full. You must have really put some pussy on him, 
Sal."

"I did, Don," she said. "Him and his friends. I've ate pussy and been whored 
out for his business purposes. I've been fucked in every hole and I've 
sucked a lot of black cock." She went back to sucking his cock.

"And you have no intentions of stopping," He asked again.

"No I don't. I'm Sam Hall's weekend whore. That won't change anytime soon."

"What about me?" He asked. "Are you going to leave me?"

Sally stopped sucking him and stood up letting the towel drop. "No Don," she 
said. "The rest of the time I'll be your whore if you want me to."

"I do Sally," he said reaching for her. "Come here my little whore. Try some 
white cock for a change."

THE END

(Thanks to all who commented on these stories. I think this is a good place 
to end this so I can get started on another tale or two. Remember, unsafe 
sex is really deadly serious.and I do mean deadly. Shooter)
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