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 Bob & Jane Brooks
   By Bruce the Las Vegas Lipsmacker
   (M, F, toddler, pregnant, oral, anal, nc, ir)
   Kayla and her husband were desperate.  They were both just twenty-two
years old and already had a two year old beautiful blond baby girl.  She
was expecting another daughter in just eight weeks.  She couldn't work
because she was too big and it made her depressed.  Her husband had just
lost his job and the economy was so bad that he couldn't land another one.
   She had a secret that she shared with her husband.  It was hard to tell
him because he was a very jealous and possessive man but, she felt she had
no choice.  You see, she had been an escort in Las Vegas and had made
several porn movies for her pimp/manager.  She had done these things when
she was 18 and 19 years old.  She stopped shortly before turning twenty and
had been with only one man since then.
   Now, here they were walking up to the front door of a man that she
thought she would never talk to or see again.
   "Hi Kayla!" Mrs Brooks greeted her husband's one time employee.
   "Hi Jane." Kayla returned the greeting but, not as enthusiastically.
   "Come in, come in." Jane waved in the young couple and their baby girl.
"Kayla, are you going to introduce me?"
   "Yes of course.  This is Tommy my husband and Tracy my daughter."
   Mrs Brooks extended her hand to shake Tommy's.  He didn't want to touch
the forty year old woman's hand but, they needed money and he felt he had
to be nice.
   "Glad to meet you Tommy." she said with a big smile.  "And hello Tracy."
she poked jokingly at the toddler, Tracy responded by giggling.
   "Come with me, Bob is waiting for you." she said walking away from the
front door.
   The young couple followed the woman into a room with a lot of lights. 
Tommy was the last one in.  Just before entering he looked up and to the
left and saw about six, very big, black men upstairs.
   "Fuck!  I hate niggers!" he thought to himself.
   Bob Brooks was talking to yet another black man inside the room.  When
he saw Kayla he stopped talking to the big black stud and walked away.  The
black man walked out of the room, leaving Bob, his wife and the young
family to talk.
   "Kayla, my dear, it's been so long!" he said with a big smile before
hugging her.  A little to long and tight for Tommy's comfort but, he kept
his mouth shut.
   "Well, well, well, what have we got here?" the fat, bald, fifty year old
man rubbed Kayla's stomach.  "How many months are you?"
   "Seven." Kayla answered with a shy smile.
   Again, Tommy didn't like the old pimp's hand on his wife.  "This man has
no manners." he said to himself.
   "Is it a boy or a girl?" Bob asked.
   Tommy was getting impatient.  "Does it matter?" he said rudely.
   "Tommy, stop." Kayla said then continued, "he is just being polite."
   "Well now, why don't we get down to business.  Kayla sit there on the
sofa, Tommy you can sit on that bar stool and honey," turning to his wife,
"can you take the little girl into the kitchen and get her something to
eat? We still have some applesauce, don't we?"
   "No, my daughter stays with me!" Tommy said with conviction.
   "That's not a good idea, Tommy." Kayla said.
   "Tommy, we are going to take some pictures of your pregnant wife.  She
is going to have to undress, it might not be suitable for a two year old."
Bob said just as determined then continued, "look, I'm paying you three
hundred dollars cash.  There are people who want to see naked, young,
pregnant, girls.  I need very explicit pictures."
   "She'll be fine.  We are not monsters." Mrs Brooks said, still smiling,
in her friendliest voice.
   Tommy nodded and handed over his baby girl.  "She'll be fine." he
thought to himself as Mrs Brooks walked out of the big, well lit, room.
   "Good, let's get started.  Okay, get your ass off the couch and show us
some tits, Kayla.  You stupid fuckin' whore."
   Kayla nodded and struggled to get up as Bob shot pictures from just a
few feet away.  Once on her feet she immediately began to strip.
   "Hey can you ask her nicely.  She's not stupid and she's not a whore."
Tommy said in an angry voice.
   "It's okay Tommy." Kayla said trying to settle him down as she pulled
off her top and began to undo her bra.
   "Tommy, we are old friends and I talk to all the girls like that to get
them in the mood for what they are about to do.  She has to feel sexy, we
are going to shoot smut." Bob said kindly, then looked back at Kayla. 
"Fuck!  Those tits have grown, even the nipples are huge!  What are they
double D's?"
   Kayla confirmed the size by silently nodding yes.
   "Take off your pants and panties, whore!" Bob said loud and with a
smile.
   "Hey man, I asked you not to call my wife that name." Tommy got up off
the bar stool and puffed up his chest.  Tommy was not a big guy but he was
young and in outstanding physical condition.
   "Okay, okay, I'm sorry." Bob responded then looked back at Kayla as she
was kicking off her pants.  He snapped more pictures.  "Now the panties,
Kayla." he said clicking away.
   She pulled her panties down with one hand and wiggled a bit to get them
to fall to the floor.
   "Sit back down on the sofa and lean back.  Kick up your legs I want to
see the beautiful pink pussy slit I used to lick.  Fuck!  I used to rub my
face all over that.  Remember, Kayla?"
   "Come on man.  I don't want to hear that shit."
   "Sorry Tommy, it was before you met her.  I was the third guy she ever
fucked and the oldest.  Shit, she was 17 and I was 45.  Remember Kayla?" he
continued without waiting for a response.  "I couldn't officially employ
her until she turned 18 but I could fuck the shit out of her for free!  Ha
ha ha ha!"
   Tommy shook his head and looked away.  It took all his strength to keep
himself seated and not punch Bob in the face.
   "Turn on your side Kayla." Bob ordered.
   Kayla turned on her left side, with her right butt cheek facing up and
her feet just inches away from her husband's leg.
   "Hey Tommy, can I smack her on the ass?"
   Tommy didn't respond.  He just stared.
   "Please Tommy, just one smack?"
   "Go ahead." he gave permission.
   "Thank you." Bob slid his right hand on her ass until his pinky briefly
rubbed and pressed into her light brown ass hole, before pulling his hand
up and smacking her right ass cheek.  The bar stool Tommy was sitting on
was on the side of the sofa so, he didn't see Bob's pinky stop on her brown
eye for the quick feel.  But, Kayla felt it.
   "Bob, you asshole." she frowned as she thought to herself.
   "SMACK!!" his open palm came down hard.
   "Okay, sit up honey.  Keep your legs open.  I need to see that slit at
all times.  Hey, I remember from working with you in the past that you
don't do black guys, right?"
   "Right!  No blacks!" Tommy spoke up.
   "Okay, Tommy we need some risque pictures.  Can I have a black guy just
stand near her but not touch her?  Instead of the three hundred we'll make
it four.  Okay?"
   They needed money for rent and to eat so, "as long as he doesn't touch
her."
   "Great!  Tyrone!  It's okay, come in.  Kayla, why don't you get on your
knees."
   "Why does she have to be on her knees?" Tommy asked, still interfering.
   "Just for the turn on.  Men like to beat off to the image of a beautiful
young pregnant white girl on her knees, with a big black cock just inches
from her face."
   Tyrone walked up the Kayla stroking his cock and stopped six inches from
her head.
   "Look up at him, honey.  I want to see love in your eyes.  Open your
mouth and stick out your tongue."
   Kayla obeyed her former boss and looked up to the big black man, she
opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.  He had up the anti, to four
hundred dollars and she needed the money bad.
   "Okay Kayla, Tommy, I have three cameras on.  Look." he pointed to one
corner, then another, then he pointed to the top of the fireplace.  "Videos
pay more.  I'll add another two hundred on top of the four, if you let
Kayla beat off Tyrone until he shoots cum on her face."
   "No!  No way!" Tommy answered with a serious look.
   "Fuck!  Come on Kayla!" now Bob was getting angry.
   "Tommy said no and he is my husband.  I've been with him for almost
three full years."
   "Kayla fucked over two hundred guys when she worked for me!  And she
made over ten personal porn movies for some of my richest clients.  I
filmed the bitch drinking a glass of cum that took twenty guys to fill up.
I thought you two said you needed money!?!"
   As they argued, Tracy was with Mrs Brooks and six black men:
   "Give me that bowl.  Did all you boys cum in it?" she asked.
   "Hell yeah!"
   "Yup!"
   "Mmm mmm!" three of the six answered, the rest nodded their heads.
   "Bring it over." she ordered, then added, "we got to bring this, little
piece of white trash, up right!" she said as she stirred the bowl.
   "Hey Tracy, do you want to eat some nigger cum?  You'll love it.  I know
I do." she said to the baby in the high chair.  "Oh, yes you will.....oh,
yes you will." she said, in her best baby talk voice.
   The toddler laughed and bounced her little hands up and down on the top
of the high chair table, when she saw the nice lady holding a bowl and a
spoon.  Tracy was hungry, her mom hadn't fed her lunch yet.
   Mrs Brooks took the small baby spoon and scooped up some thick sweet
sticky white cum and fed it to the innocent two year old.
   "Ah.  Say ah, sweetheart." Mrs Brooks said as the black men smiled and
looked on.
   A few of them had their hands on their crotches.  One black man was
biting his bottom lip in anticipation.  It looked like yogurt but, held
together like maple syrup, something her momma often fed her.
   "ahhhh" little Tracy copied the lady.
   Immediately Mrs Brooks deposited some goo into the child's open mouth.
The toddler closed her mouth and accepted the nice sized helping then, sent
it down right away.  Some sticky white syrup hung down from the bottom of
the spoon and stuck to Tracy's lip and chin.
   "Oops!  I'll get that for you Tracy." Mrs Brooks said as she scooped up
the string of cum from the child's chin with the spoon.  "You are such a
little pig, just like your mommy.  Oh, yes you are.........oh, yes you are.
Yummy yummy.  Say yummy, Tracy?" the nice lady asked as the baby spoon
re-entered Tracy's mouth.
   "umm!  umm!" Tracy said as she ate something that just minutes earlier
had been inside the big, black, ball sacks of six black men.  All the men
were football player types and in their thirties.
   When Mrs Brooks got down to only two spoonfuls left, she turned to Sam.
"Sam, go ask Kayla's husband if we can give this future prostitute some
applesauce?  She sure has taken a liken' to black sauce, that's for sure. I
don't know if she will be in the mood for applesauce now."
   "Yes ma'am!" Sam replied, pulling up his shorts.
   "umm!  umm!" Tracy continued to eat what Mrs Brooks fed her.
   "You are a little cum eater, yes you are......oh, yes you are!  You are
going to work for my husband when you get older, Tracy.  Oh, yes you are!
Look at her eat it all, she is so adorable.  Oooooo, I wish I could finger
fuck her right up her little ass."
   Back with Kayla and Tommy:
   "Look, I don't care what she did in the past, she is a married woman
now!"
   "Yo yo yo!  Hey dude, Mrs Brooks wants to know if we can give your
little girl some applesauce?"
   "Where is she?" Tommy had forgotten Tracy was even with them.
   "In the kitchen."
   Tommy walked towards the door but before he left he said, "okay,
everybody just wait, Kayla don't do anything until I get back."
   Bob waited a few minutes then said, "Kayla, he's gone.  Put it in your
mouth, hurry."
   "I don't do black guys." she said looking at Bob then up to Tyrone.  She
felt like a vulnerable puppy.  Naked and pregnant and without her husband.
   "Fuck you, whore!  You just don't like niggers!  You're prejudice!"
Tyrone scolded.
   "No I'm not." maybe she was, maybe she wasn't.  But, she did know that
her husband and father were.
   "Then, put it in your mouth, hurry." Bob repeated.
   "No!" she said shaking her head.
   "Pull her hair, Tyrone!  She'll open up.  Open your mouth bitch or I'm
going to press on your stomach!  You look like you are ready to fuckin'
pop. You are so fuckin' disgusting!"
   She opened her mouth when she started to cry, Tyrone took advantage of
the situation and yanked hard on her hair.  He moved forward and stuck in
his cock, right in between her fuckin' lips.
   "Don't cry or your husband will know you sucked off a black guy.  Yeah,
there you go.  Close your eyes and act like it's your husband's hardon. 
Suck slut, suck!" Bob advised.
   "Oh fuck, hey that white dude's wife gives good head!  Damn!" Tyrone
said, reminding her that she was a married woman with a black cock in her
mouth.
   "Shh, not so loud Tyrone." said Bob, still snapping away and checking
his video angles.
   Kayla's face went back and forth on the black cock until it got very wet
and shiny.  She knew how to suck cock, she just never sucked on a black one
before.  Tyrone held on to her hair tight, switching hands often but never
losing control.  She tried to block her mind from what she was doing.
   "I hope he cums quick." she thought.
   In the kitchen:
   "What's going on?"
   "Nothin' mother fucker!" Sam looked offended.  "We might be porn stars
but, we are good people.  Or, maybe it's just that you don't like blacks?"
   "Knock it off, Sam." Mrs Brooks was holding a cup of applesauce and a
small spoon.  "It's just applesauce Tommy.  Look?  She's been spitting it
out."
   "That's odd, she likes applesauce." Tommy said.
   "Yo yo yo, do you want a beer?" another black guy asked, reaching into
the fridge.  Tommy nodded his head yes.
   Back in the bright room:
   "Lay back on the sofa and spread your legs.  Tyrone get in between and
put your cock in."
   "No, no Bob I can't."
   "Look, I'll give you another two hundred.  Hold her down and put it in.
You don't need a rubber the bitch is already pregnant."
   "No Bob!  I said no!"
   "Keep your voice down.  If your husband tries to stop Tyrone I'll call
the six black guys in here to kick his ass.  Don't worry you'll get paid.
Don't make me hold you down by your stomach, I could hurt the baby.  Stupid
whore." Bob threatened.
   Tyrone laughed as he pushed in his cock.  "Oh fuck, this married woman
is fuckin' tight and hot.  Bitch your pussy is burning." he said as his
cock moved in and out of the hot slimy hole.  The big black man placed both
of his big black hands on Kayla's stomach, just to hold her steady, as he
fucked her.
   "Oh shit, her baby is kickin'.  I think your new baby girl is going to
be a nigger lover!  He he he!  Shit!" Tyrone was having a good time.
   "How does it feel, Tyrone?"
   "I never fucked a pregnant wife before but, it feels about as good as a
mother fucker!  She feels tight and hot and a little gooey."
   "My husband is going to catch us." Kayla said, very frightened.
   "Nah, we'll be signaled.  My wife is good at that, he's probably
drinking a beer right about now.  Hey Tyrone, put it in her ass.  You love
fucking white girls in the ass."
   "You don't have to tell me twice boss." Tyrone said as he pulled out his
fat hard cock.
   Kayla glanced down at it and knew it was too big for her.  "No, you know
I don't do anal, Bob.  That's only for my husband." she said trying to get
up.
   "Don't move!" Bob ordered.
   "Don't make me hit your stomach, you white piece of trash!" Tyrone
threatened.
   "Please don't.  I don't like anal.  I never did.  I can finish you with
my hands." Kayla pleaded, crying harder.
   "Don't cry whore.  If your husband tries to stop us he's going to get
his ass kicked.  Suck it up, bitch!  You've been fucked in the ass before,
it aint nothin' new." Tyrone said then added, "Oh fuck, it's tight as a
mother fucker!" as his fat black head entered where only her husband had
entered before.  He had to push his cock in hard but he got it in.
   "Turn the whore over so that she is on her knees.  Ass fuck her doggie
style." Bob was always thinking of the camera angles.  He had been told
several times by his clients that they loved seeing a pretty whore being
fucked in the ass from behind.
   Tyrone kept his cock inside as he helped the pregnant girl over on her
knees by using her hips and pulling on her hair.  Her hair was a total
mess, she looked like if she had been in a train wreak.  As soon as she was
in position he started pounding her.  Bob snapped pictures and three video
cameras rolled, as Kayla groaned in pain.
   "Fuck, this ass is so good, it feels great boss.  I want to fuck this
girl's ass again."
   "I'll get her husband a job washing dishes and you can pay her a visit.
She won't say anything.  Will you, whore!?!" Bob said, raising his voice.
   "Her pussy and mouth are okay but, I think I am falling in love with her
ass hole.  Oh, fuck!  Hey boss, I'm getting ready to shoot."
   "Put her on her knees and shoot in her mouth.  Kayla, he's going to
shoot his cum in your mouth and you are going to swallow it.  I'm not in
the mood to argue with you.  Don't fuck up my movie.  I'll have your
husband's ass kicked and I'll kick you in the stomach myself.  Don't worry,
cum is good for baby girls."
   Suddenly, Tyrone pulled out of the hot ass he was fucking and violently
dragged the pregnant girl to the floor, by her hair.  He hurt her head and
stomach at the same time.
   "OW!!  AHH!!" she cried with one hand holding her stomach and the other
on top of his big black hand because he was pulling her hair too hard.  She
knew she would be treated roughly when the time came because men get
selfish when they are about to cum.
   Tyrone shot a fast load of semen across her open mouth that stretched
from her top lip to her bottom and stood there, until his cockhead broke it
when he sat it down on her tongue.  He shoved his black cock in so his
semen could flow out into her pretty white face.  His eyes rolled in his
head, as his cock jerked and pumped out white syrup into the young married
mother's mouth.
   "Oh fuck!  You dirty bitch!" Tyrone said, as he jiggled his fat black
cock in her mouth.
   "Slide your cock out, Tyrone.  Okay, now, Kayla show the camera your
tongue." Bob directed.
   She opened her mouth and waited for more instructions.  Bob didn't give
a fuck about the tears rolling down her face.
   "There you go.  Damn, that's a lot of cum.  Now, eat it!  Eat it, Kayla!
Hurry!" Bob said forcefully.
   She did as she was told, just like the old days, then hung her head down
in shame.  As soon as she swallowed it, Bob threw a rag at the top of her
head.  She cleaned off her face and tits with it.  Then, he threw a brush
at her and told her to fix her hair.  Tyrone walked out of the room and
went upstairs for a quick shower, he was sweating and needed to cool off.
Kayla started to get dressed.
   She was very disappointed in herself and her demeanor showed it.  "At
least we are going to get some extra money." she thought to herself.
   A few moments later:
   "What's going on?  Where is that black guy?" Tommy asked with Tracy in
his arms.  "Why does Kayla look like she's been crying?"
   "She's upset with you.  Here, all you get is four hundred dollars. 
Tyrone couldn't touch her, remember?  Had you let us do a little more, you
two could have left with a lot more money.  You young people got to
understand, this is a business."
   Kayla's eyes bulged out of her head.  Her mouth opened wide.  She wanted
to yell, "you owe me money!" But, her husband's voice stopped her.
   "Yeah, that's right.  Sorry honey but, I just couldn't bare it if
another man touched you, especially a black man.  Let's go home." Mrs
Brooks, was waiting for them at the front door to, let them out.
   When they got to the car Tommy opened the door for his wife.  "I can't
remember what I was going to say.  What was it?............Oh yeah!  Hey
honey, don't buy anymore applesauce.  Tracy doesn't like it."
   To be continued..............................................
   
  
Bob and Jane Brooks