Caribbean King 2
An E&I Enterprises Story
copyright 2004 by Stormbringer 


Solomon lit his Cuban cigar and looked East towards the ocean. Miami was
a beautiful city. He was staying at the Holden Hotel in the South Beach,
art deco district. The sliding glass door to the balcony next to his
opened up and an attractive woman stepped out. "Good morning," she said.
She seemed startled to see someone, especially a giant black man.
Solomon wasn't wearing a shirt and the woman seemed truly impressed by
his muscular torso. 

"Good morning," he replied. The woman was quite attractive. She appeared
to be closing on forty years old with a thin waist, but a plump ass and
large breasts suggesting she'd given birth at least once. She had long
brown hair with a touch of gray here and there and dark eyes. Crows feet
were appearing around the sides of her eyes, but overall the woman was
very hot for her age. Her hair was unkempt and she was wearing pajamas. 

The woman was very taken with Solomon's muscular chest. She kept staring
at it, obviously impressed. "Let me guess, football player?" 

"No," laughed Solomon. 

"Boxer?" 

"Wrong again. I'm a businessman. I'm CEO of King Enterprises." 

"Sorry. You're just so big, I thought you must be a professional
weightlifter or something." 

"Solomon King." Solomon held out his hand and walked over to the wall
seperating their balconies. "I take it I'm bigger then your husband." 

"Leslie Mitchell." Leslie walked over to take Solomon's hand. "SHIT! I
mean shoot." Not only was Solomon not wearing a shirt, but he wasn't
wearing a bottom either. Standing beside the wall shaking the black
man's hand, Leslie could see his gigantic penis. It swung freely between
Solomon's legs, nearly ten inches from his pubic hair. "Yes," said
Leslie. 

"Yes what, Leslie?" 

"You are a lot bigger then my husband." 

Solomon still shook her hand, holding it tightly so that she couldn't
pull it back. He pulled her hand down towards his crotch and transfered
it over to his cock which was slowly rising to half mast. "So what
brings you to Miami, Leslie?" 

"My twentieth wedding anniversary," she replied stroking Solomon's
shaft. "My god, it must be a foot long." 

Solomon's cock was now completely erect. "I take it you've never seen a
black cock before." 

"No, never. I've only seen my husband's, but you're twice his size."
Leslie continued to stroke his shaft fascinated with it, but a man's
voice called for her from inside her room. 

Solomon reached out and placed his hands on the side of her head. He
held her head tightly and forced her to look in his eyes. "I'm here one
more night, Leslie. If you want to find out what that thing in your hand
is capable of doing, I'll leave my door unlocked. Come on over any
time." Solomon released her. 

Leslie's eyes were watering from being so close to his cigar. Despite
the fact that today was her anniversary, she found herself nodding at
the black man. She reluctantly released the huge black cock in her hand
and returned to her motel room. 

Solomon smirked as she left. He put his cigar out and entered his room.
"Feeling better?" 

The woman on his bed moaned. "I can't believe I let you fuck my ass.
It's so sore." Solomon couldn't remember her name. Indeed, he hadn't
even bothered to learn it. "Jesus! You're ready to go again. Don't you
ever get tired?" 

"I could keep fucking you all day, but I have some meetings I need to
attend. A quick blow job will suffice." 

"Nothing is quick when it concerns that big black cock of yours. I gotta
get to my meeting too. My friend must be wondering what happened to me." 

"I'm sure Tyrone's keeping her entertained." Solomon and Tyrone had
picked up the two women at the hotel bar. They were both in their
mid-twenties and attending a conference at the motel. 

"No, my friend is married. She'd never cheat on her husband." 

"Would you stay faithful to a white man if you had this black dick in
front of you?" 

"After last night, if I ever get married, my husband's going to have a
big black cock just like this one." The woman placed her lips on
Solomon's golf-ball sized cockhead. 

"Try to take it all this time." Solomon wrapped one beefy hand around
the back of her head and pushed his cock into her mouth. 

The young woman closed her eyes and relaxed her throat muscles like she
had learned last night. She felt she might gag or choke at any moment,
yet she wondered how she could love sucking on black cock so much? She
had always hated oral sex until last night. Now she'd suck on a cock
like Solomon's every day if she could. And until last night no penis had
ever come anywhere near her ass.

Something tickled her nose and the woman opened her eyes to see herself
staring at a wall of curly black pubic hair. She raised her eyes to see
if Solomon was pleased with her. He smiled and gave her a nod of
approval. She started deepthroating him as fast as she could, resting
from time to time to catch her breath, but continuing to stroke his big
black cock with both hands while she did so. She was glad she was in
shape because it still took twenty minutes to make him cum.

The woman had awoken hungry and desiring breakfast. One second her
stomach felt empty, but with several jerks of Solomon's cock, her
stomach filled right up. She could feel his cock jerking in her throat,
pumping it's seed straight into her belly. She felt deprived of it's
taste and pulled her head back just in time to catch one full mouthful
of semen. She swallowed. His cock continued to pump sperm and she caught
every little bit on her tongue. She found herself proud not to have
spilled one drop of his cum. She was no longer hungry.

"Enough," said Solomon pulling his cock out of her hand and mouth when
the last drop of semen had been stroked out of his shaft.

"Do you always cum this much?"

"Every time." Solomon's balls were already filling with his next load.
"Now lets get dressed. Fuck it, I'm in Miami." Solomon put down his
expensive Italian suit and switched to casual attire. He dressed in
shorts and a tank top that left his huge arms bare. He dialed Tyrone's
room and told his associate to switch to casual wear. He hung up the
phone, then took his sunglasses and the two left the room.

The woman was about to say goodbye to her first black lover when the
door across the hall opened and Tyrone walked out with his woman. "My
god, Mary..." Her married friend had slept with the ugly black man.

The woman with Tyrone spoke up. "If your night was anything like mine,
you'll understand."

"I understand. Shit Mary, we're really late for our conference. Thanks
for everything Solomon."

"You too, Tyrone."

The two black men walked past them completely ignoring them. It was as
if the two young women had ceased to exist for them.

****************

The doorman at the hotel hailed a taxi for the two black men. Tyrone
told the driver the address and Solomon added, "Take us down Ocean
Drive, first."

South Beach was a beautiful area of Miami. Ocean Drive was bordered on
the East, by the beach and on the West by cafes and bars. The beach was
crowded, filled with beautiful people for South Beach was home to almost
as many modeling agencies as New York. A section of the beach was even
topless which was rare inside the United States. The two men ogled the
women. Two girls in bikinis with huge fake breasts rollerbladed by. A
blonde in a ferrari passed them in the other direction. On the beach, a
woman in a fishnet bikini was being professionally photographed. South
Beach was a paradise on Earth provided you had the money to afford it or
a big enhanced dick. 

The taxi turned off Ocean Drive heading back into the art deco district.
It came to a stop beside a building bearing the sign, "E&I Modeling
Agency." 

Peter Wadsworth met them at the door. He was a classy looking enhanced
black with long hair falling halfway down his back. Like Solomon and a
lot of enhanced, he sported a goatee. "Welcome to Miami, Mr King, Mr
Jones. I trust you had a pleasant flight." 

"Both Solomon and I had a great flight," answered Tyrone, winking at
Peter. 

"Well follow me gentlemen and I'll give you the tour." The Miami
division of the E&I Modeling Agency was located in a four story office
building. Peter began his tour at the door. "This level we keep
legitimate looking. I believe that was your decision Tyrone and it was a
good one. We don't want our young applicants getting scared off by
dozens of men like us do we?" 

The first floor did look respectable. It was inhabited mostly by
well-dressed women in business professional attire. The occassional
white man could be seen. Most of whom were impotent and had accepted
thier wives were now sluts for black men. 

Peter continued his tour as they entered an elevator. He pressed the
button for the top floor. "The basement level is set up for porn sets.
We keep a guard down there so that any of our newer models don't go
exploring. The second and third floors are where we do the photoshoots.
We keep the rooms enclosed because a lot of those shoots turn into good
porn. Of course, a lot of out shoots take place outside the building.
Our girls pose with motorcycles, boats, etc. You should see the yachts
down at the basin, Mr King." 

"Drove past them on our way in from the airport," replied Solomon.
"Doing any classier modeling, yet?" 

"No, and honestly we haven't felt the need to expand too much. We're
quite busy as is. Everything in Florida is about sex." This modeling
agency specialized in sleazier shoots. The photography where the women
all were large breasted, scantily attired and posing on motocycles, etc.

 They exited on the top floor. An enhanced security guard sat in a chair
leaning back beside the door to Peter's office and the monitor's office
disguised as a security office. 
The three men entered the offices. "I trust everything was satisfactory,
Mr King," said Peter taking his chair behind his desk. 

"Satisfactory as always, Peter. What are you staring at Tyrone?" 

Tyrone was leaning over the monitor's shoulder in the next room. The
monitor had ten screens flickering from room to room in the building. He
was connected to the King Enterprises building back in New York. Video
was streamlined straight to Manhatten then added to E&I multitude of
voyuerism and interracial websites and magazines. Tyrone had stopped one
of the cameras on one room. "Will you look at that wild fucking chick,"
stated Tyrone. 

Peter and Solomon walked over to look at the monitor. "She's Aspen. A
wannabe porn starlet. Actualy, she's waiting to interview me." 

"I love the wild bitches." 

"Would you care to take over the interview?" 

"Fuck yeah, bro. Can you spare me for an hour or two, boss?" 

"Enjoy," stated Solomon. 

"Read her application, Tyrone. She's a virgin." 

"Thanks Pete." Tyrone was limping a little as his cock had swelled. She
wasn't an actual virgin, of course. The term simply meant that she
hadn't had black cock. 

We're converting about twenty virgins a week," said Peter to Solomon
after Tyrone had left. "That's from a business perspective. Most of them
we don't even hire. After work, we go nightclubbing and turn more women
into sluts for black cock. The word is starting to get around. More and
more women are hitting on our blacks. They almost don't have to work for
it any more. I miss the seduction." 

"I prefer the term; conquest. Now lets go watch a master at work. Have
your monitor capture Tyrone's conquest." 

The monitor gave the thumbs up and turned up his sound and audio
controls. Several of his screens now showed Aspen from different angles.

*************** 

"Aspen Meadows, I'm Tyrone Jones." 

Aspen couldn't stop her face from registering a couple emotions. First,
was surprise at the size of this giant black man. The second emotion was
disgust. Tyrone was not a handsome man. He was very black and very ugly
with exagerated African features. Her first thought was what was this
guy doing in a modeling agency? "Nice to meet you." Her hand disappeared
in his beefy hand. Strange, but her pussy gave a little spasm at his
touch. 

"So you want to be a porn star?" Tyrone took a seat at the desk in the
room and picked up Aspen's application. 

"Yes, I just don't know what else to do. I've been blacklisted at my
former job." 

"You a hooker?" 

"No. It was just that once." Aspen had been truthful on her application.
She was a twentyfive year old mother and a stripper the last four years,
working up in Lauderdale. She'd been caught fucking a patron during a
private lap dance. He'd offered her one thousand dollars, but laughed
afterwards and didn't hand over any money. Aspen had slapped him. The
man turned out ot be an undercover cop claiming to be on the lookout for
prostitutes. Amber had gotten fired and her name was passed around to
the other strip joints in the area. 

"Well, Miss Meadows. We also own a local strip bar called the Zebra club
and if making porno's doesn't work out, I can guarantee you a job
there."  

"Thank you," Aspen breathed a sigh of relief. She was starting to get
desperate for money. The rent was coming due and she hadn't paid the
babysitter in a month. "If the girls make good money, maybe I can just
go back to what I know how to do?" 

"Our girls do very well. However, we pay our porn actresses based on
downloads. Some of our girls have made ten thousand dollars on their
first day." 

"Wow!" 

"Go ahead and take off your clothes. Let's see what you got." Tyrone
reviewed her movie form while she undressed. "Lets see. You'll do oral,
lesbian, threesomes, double penetration, but no anal and no interracial.
Have you ever tried anal sex?" 

"No, sir," said Aspen taking her bra off. 

"And obviously you've never had sex with a black man." 

"Well no, but why do you say it like that?" 

"Most actresses who have, check only interracial after having a black
man. I say Miss Meadows, now it's my turn to say, wow." 

"Thanks." Aspen stood nude before the black man. She danced nude for a
living and had no qualms about her body at all. Aspen had left her three
inch heels on which made her about 5'10". She kept her dark black hair
short. It reached down to her nape and long curls struck out in all
directions. Her eyes were bright blue and she used dark mascarra and
lipstick. She'd had a boob job to make her bust go from a 32B to a 32D.
Aspen had done eveything possible to her body to make her bring in more
money stripping. Her first gimick was tattoos. Amber's tattoo's were
monarch butterflys. One flew up from her shaved crotch. One appeared to
be sitting on her right nipple while another circled her left nipple.
Tattooed petals circled her belly button and another butterfly was
resting on the resulting flower. Over a dozen butterflys flew upwards
climbing her spine. 

Aspen's second gimick was ring piercing. She had six rings in each ear.
Her face had one ring in her left eyebrow and one on the right side of
her nose. Both nipples and her navel were pierced by half inch rings.
"Spread you pussy for me," ordered Tyrone. Aspen sat down and spread her
legs to reveal that one side of her labia also had six rings.
"Interesting look." 

"Made me a lot of money," replied Aspen. 

"I'm sure it did. Normally, we prefer innocent beauties in our movies,
but something tells me you're gonna do just fine. Well, our next step is
to see how you look on camera. I'm going to go arrange a cameraman and
an actor to take some shots with you. I'll be back in a few minutes.
Here' let me get you a glass of water." Tyrone walked over to the Xcite
laced water cooler and poured the woman a cup full. 

Aspen slowly drank her water and just a she tossed the cup into the
waste basket, Tyrone returned. "Everythings ready, Miss Meadows. Follow
me." 

Aspen followed Tyrone to a movie set. The room was a typical bedroom
scene. The camerman sighed woefully when he saw Aspen's nude body stroll
into the room. 

Tyrone began unbuttoning his shirt. "I must appologize, but none of our
models were available so you'll have to do some shots with me." 

"Oh. Um. Is this really necessary?" 

"Yeah we need some film of you with a male actor. We'll just pose like
we're doing it. Don't worry, we won't actually fuck. You will have to
hold my cock though." 

"Um, no offense, but could I pose with him?" Aspen pointed over to the
cameraman who shook his head no. 

"What's your name?" Tyrone asked the cameraman. 

"J-jay, sir." 

"Well Jay, we're switching places. You pose with the lady and I'll roll
the film. 

"I don't pose nude, sir." 

"Well you're about to learn." Tyrone walked up to Jay and towered over
the white man. Jay was a big guy, but Tyrone completely cowered him.
"Get over there and take your clothes off." 

Aspen was relieved when Tyrone switched places with Jay. Jay was a good
looking guy. He was blonde and muscular, but nowhere near as muscular as
Tyrone. The black man had stopped taking his clothes off, but was bare
chested. Aspen hadn't seen so many muscles on a man before. Jay was fit
and had nice muscles, his abs were defined and hardened as he removed
his shirt. Aspen was getting turned on watching him. Her nipples were
hardening and her pussy was starting to juice up. Good, she thought as
she'd been worried she wouldn't be able to fake it. Still, there was
something about Jay that bothered her. As big and handsome as he was, he
seemed broken somehow, like his spirit had been crushed. 

"H-how's this?" asked Jay stripping down to his underwear. 

"All of it," ordered Tyrone zooming in on the white man's crotch. Jay
had been a confident, muscular hunk until the day he and his wife had
tried to get jobs modeling for E&I. On the day of the interview, Jay had
caught his sexy, faithful wife sucking on Peter Wadsworth's cock and he
hadn't had an erection since. That was five months ago. Since then, his
wife had introduced his two sisters, his sister-in-law, and even his
mother to muscular black men like Peter and Tyrone. Jay stepped out of
his loose fitting boxers. 

"Oh honey, don't be nervous," 

Jay's genitalia had shrunk five months ago and rarely did it bulge. He'd
begun to accept he'd never see his proud six inch erection ever again.
He'd tried Viagra and his dick had grown to around five inches, but it
was still limp as a noodle, not hard enough to fuck. Of course, his wife
wouldn't fuck him anymore anyway. Now his scrotum was tight and shrunken
and his penis had withdrawn up into his crotch so that it barely looked
two inches long. 

Tyrone zoomed in and out on Jay's little dick. "I'll need it hard to get
the shots I need," yelled Tyrone. 

"Is there anything I can do?" asked Aspen. When Jay didn't respond she
reached out and touched the little thing. Aspen felt like a pedophile it
was so small. If his crotch hadn't been hairy, she'd of sworn it was a
little boy's undeveloped penis. Aspen tugged on it. 

"It won't work," whispered Jay. "It's been like that a long time, ever
since I first started working here." 

"I'm sorry. I'm sure Tyrone didn't know. It doesn't ever get bigger?" 

"No," lied Jay. Sometimes when he filmed his wife or another actress
with a black man, his penis stirred back to life when he was filming up
close. His dick got erect, but it was still limp and bendable. 

"Sorry Aspen," said Tyrone. "Looks ike we're going back to plan A." 

"Dear god!" Aspen gasped. Tyrone had stripped his pants off already and
his gigantic erection was bouncing before him as he strolled over
towards the bed. Tyrone was the biggest man she'd ever seen. His penis
was pushing eleven inches.

"Back to the camera, wimp." 

"Y-yes, sir." Jay quickly struggled to put his pants back on and hide
his crotch from sight again. 

"What are you staring at?" asked Tyrone of Aspen. "You act like you aint
ever seen a man's penis before."

"I've never seen one like yours, Mr Jones."

"I forgot you hadn't ever been with a black man before. You can call me
Tyrone."

"You mean to tell me all black men have cocks like yours, Tyrone?"

"Most do. That is if they don't gots any white blood in them back from
the slavery days. I'm about average lengthwise, but I'm thicker then
most."

"Are black women... you know... bigger down there?"

"Nope. All women are equiped to handle big dick and once they do they're
ruined for the little guys, like Jay over there. That's why you see a
lot more white women with black men then black women with white men. Now
why don't you kneel down and get a closer look at it."

Aspen kneeled down in front of Tyrone which put his cock right in line
with her mouth. "Even your nuts are big! It looks like two tennis balls
are in there."

"Goes with the territory. Now we gotta get some shots of you touching
it. Jay, you know the routine. Tell Miss Meadows what you need from
her."

"Yes sir," said Jay. "Miss Meadows, reach out for it like you're almost
scared to touch it. Keep the "it's the biggest cock I've ever seen" look
on your face and just stare at it in awe."

Aspen was a little scared of it. Her dad was a raving racist and hated
blacks. Strangely, he had no problem with her stripping and had even
taken his friends to watch her. She didn't think he'd have a problem
with her doing a sex flick either. He seemed proud to have fathered a
hot, sleezy daughter and liked showing her off. But he'd die if she'd
ever fuck around with an inferior black man. Looking at Mr Jones and
especially at his cock, inferior just didn't apply. Granted he was ugly,
but otherwise he was superior to any man she'd ever seen.

Jay zoomed in on her hand as it came in to touch Tyrone's big knobby
cockhead. Her hand was trembling a little as she touched it, like she
really was scared of it. "Aspen, wrap your fingers around it. Look up at
Mr Jones and tell him what you're thinking."

"Your cock is so big, Tyrone. My fingers don't even touch it's so
thick."

"Not bad," said Jay. "Now go in closer. Face the camera with his cock
superimposed over your face."

Aspen turned and angled herself towards the camera. Mr Jone's cock stuck
out straight under her nose. It even smelled manly.

"Stand up a little and run it across your breasts," said Jay. 

Aspen felt oddly reluctant to move her face farther away from his shaft,
but she obeyed and arched her back. She bent Tyrone's cock down so that
it superimposed over her breasts. That's when she noticed her nipples
were super hard. They stuck out like little pencil erasers and seemed
overly sensitive. Each tme Mr Jone's cock touched them, little spasms of
pleasure rocked her body. Aspen also realized her thighs were soaked. A
growing arousal back in the office had turned into a virtual Niagara
falls between her legs. The only way more juice would be coming out of
her pussy was if Mr Jone's superior black cock had just flooded her womb
with gallons of hot fertile sperm. It was pumping in and out of her.
Sperm shooting out of it each time he buried it up until his huge balls
emptied and a black baby was in her belly.
Aspen suddenly pulled away from it, alarmed at the images in her head.
Tyrone stared down a her with a smirk on his thick lips.

"Good Aspen," said Jay. "Try some acting now. Make like you're about to
suck on it. Tell him what you're going to do to it."

Aspen was wary of her growing fascination with that big piece of meat
still in her hand. Come to think of it, she'd never let go of it since
touching it. She pushed her fears to the back of her mind and positioned
herself back in front. She held his cock by the base to steady it and
brought her lips up to it. "I can't wait to suck on this cock." Aspen
opened her mouth wide and pointed the head inches from her lips. She
closed her mouth and said, "I want your big cock down my throat so bad."
Aspen opened her mouth again. This time his cockhead actually brushed
her lips. She pulled back, a sticky strand of precum still connected her
lip with his cockhead. "I'm so lucky to have this big black cock all to
myself. Oh Mister Jones, I want your big black cock so bad." Aspen was
breathing heavy as she stared at it. This time she didn't open her lips,
she puckered them and kissed his cockhead right on the urethra. "I'm
gonna suck your big black cock right now master Jones." 

Aspen started running her tongue all around the head before pushing her
lips down over it.

"Thats all I need Aspen," said Jay.

"Shut the fuck up, wimp and let the bitch suck. Keep filming." Tyrone
looked back down at Aspen and placed his hands on her head. He helped
guide her mouth deeper and deeper down his shaft. Each time she brought
her head up, he could feel warm air on his wet cock as she exhauled
through her nostrils. 

Aspen gagged and quickly pulled back. Tyrone released her head just as
his cock plopped out of her mouth. She gasped and coughed trying to
catch her breath. Her eyes never left his cock, nor did her hand. Her
hand was stroking the shaft up until Aspen leaned forward again and
swallowed his cock. This time she managed over half before she started
gagging. For close to half an hour Aspen rapidly bobbed her head over
his shaft or jerked him off while catching her breath or teasing the big
knobby cockhead with her tongue.

Tyrone started breathing heavy. He was holding her head again and his
hands started squeezing tighter. Tyrone pumped his hips several times
before suddenly pulling back. His cockhead slid up her throat until it
entered her mouth. It spasmed. Suddenly Aspen's cheeks were bulging out
as her mouth filled with hot sperm. His cock jerked again, the fresh
mouthful displacing the first load of semen out the sides of her mouth
and down her chin. Aspen reflexively gulped not only swallowing sperm
for the first time, but a black man's sperm. Tyrone's big cock was
filling her mouth faster then she could swallow. Aspen instinctively
pulled back, closing her eyes just as several long strands of cum
splattered her face.

"Well, how'd she look?" asked Tyrone of Jay.

"Fantastic. She looks great on the viewfinder."

"It felt great on my end. I think we got ourselves a natural born
cocksucker. She handles black cock like a pro. Now we still need some
simulated sex scenes.

"I'm sorry, Mr Jones," said Aspen wiping cum out of her eyes. "I got
carried away. Can I go clean up while you find another actor?"

"Nonsense, you look better like that. And I told you there weren't any
actors available. Don't worry about my performance. Reach out and grab
my cockhead."

"Ok." Aspen reached out and grabbed the tip of Tyrone's black shaft. It
hadn't shrunken in length at all, but it had gone soft. It dangled
straight down between his legs.

"Give it a couple tugs."

Aspen pulled it out and jerked on it. On the second tug, it stood
straight out. "Jesus! It's as big as it was earlier."

"Black cock will never let you down."

"Aspen, lets start with you on your back on the bed." Jay rolled the
camera around to the side of the bed. There was one location for the
legitimate camera he was operating and there were three hidden cameras
covering the bed from various angles. "Tyrone, you..."

"I know what to do boy. Just run the camera." Tyrone kneeled on the bed,
pulling Aspen's legs open wider. Her pussy lips and nub were swollen.
Not only her crotch, but her thighs were soaked from arousal. 

Jay zoomed in on their crotches. "Aspen reach down and guide his cock as
close as you can get it to your pussy. And keep talking dirty."

Aspen leaned up and reached out for Tyrone's cock. It was rock hard and
angled upward. She
Had to bend it down towards her pussy. "Oh baby, I can't wait to feel
your big black cock deep in my pussy." She aimed it towards her  
hole and held it poised an inch from the opening. Tyrone gave a couple
of small thrusts through her fingers. His cockhead nearly brushed her
labia. Aspen had never been this horny. "God, I bet this monster would
feel good," she whispered.

"Speak up for the camera," said Jay.

"Sorry," replied Aspen. She had been unaware she'd spoken her thoughts
aloud. "I want every inch of your big black cock in my pussy."

"Well if you insist, slut." Tyrone pushed his cock through her fingers,
the head easily parting her labia.

"Wait! Wait! I was acting." Aspen was relieved when Tyrone quit pushing.
He hadn't pulled back though, half his cockhead was stretching out her
pussy lips and rubbing against her ring piercings.

"This is good," said Jay. "You're a natural Aspen. You look really good
on camera."

"I like to think posing with a real man's cock helps," said Tyrone. 

"Uh, it does, sir. Miss Meadows has a body built for taking black cock
like yours, sir. In fact, Aspen, why don't you let Mr Jones push just a
little more in?"

"I... I don't know."

"You don't have to Aspen," Tyrone reassured her. "Since you don't do
interracial, we really don't have to see if your body can handle big
cock."

"Well, maybe just the head." Aspen was sitting up on her elbows and
watched as Tyrone pushed the head in. He got a little carried away and
pushed about an inch past the head. Aspen's eyes were wide open as it
felt as if he was forcing a golf ball inside her pussy. Aspen was
exceedingly embarrased to see her hips raising up into his cock,
essentially trying to fuck the two inches inside her.

"Do you have enough footage?" Tyrone asked Jay. "She's as tight as a
virgin. I don't think she could take any more."

"I could take more," interupted Aspen before Jay could speak. "I want
more."

"If you think so," said Tyrone. He pulled out slightly and pushed in
again going deeper this time. "This is easier then I thought."
 
"Oh my god. Easier for you maybe. Your cock is so big. I've never felt
anything like it." Aspen looked at their crotches and decided he'd
pushed a little more then half his cock inside her. "I'm so full." 

"I think you like it."

"I think I love it. I need to cum, Tyrone. It'll be easy. Just move it
around a little. Fuck me with it."

"You've come this far. Why not see what the rest of it feels like?"   

"I don't care anymore. Push it all in. Fuck me with that big cock of
yours." 

"You got it, baby." Tyrone pushed, meeting resistance. His answer was
the same as a baby trying to push a square block into a round hole. Just
keep pounding at it. The rings on her labia flew out as Tyrone pulled
his cock out. Then the rings were forced in as Tyrone rammed his cock
in. 

Aspen's entire body quivered as Tyrone slowly pounded her with his cock.
The head kept pushing deeper, setting new records with each thrust.
Aspen was right about it being easy to make her orgasm. As soon as he
started moving his cock, she came, and it was the biggest orgasm of her
life. The orgasm racked her body, but never went away. It stayed with
her until she came again after a couple more thrusts. Tyrone had now
buried his cock, the big head felt like it was poised right on her womb.
With his cock completely in her, Aspen was able to wrap her legs around
Tyrone's muscular waist. As soon as she did, he started fucking her hard
and she almost immediately started cumming again. She kept cumming as
Tyrone began playing with her breasts, gently tugging on the rings in
her nipples.

Aspen was in love with his cock. She'd never been fucked like this. She
was exhausted, in a continual state of bliss, and she didn't think she
could take much more, but she was still horrified when Tyrone broke her
leg lock and removed his cock. "No," she moaned feeling like less of a
woman without him inside her. 

Tyrone just motioned for her to turn over which she did. Tyrone
reinserted his cock as soon as she was on all fours. He began fucking
her like an animal and Aspen began cumming almost immediately. She
didn't think she could cum any more, but she actually started having
bigger orgasms when Tyrone pushed his thumb into her ass and her biggest
yet, when his cock erupted inside her pussy. Aspen's womb was flooded
with his hot semen and she found herself both relieved she was on
birthcontrol, yet wishing she could carry the baby of a man like Tyrone.

Tyrone's sperm ran out of room to go and began flowing out the sides of
her pussy. The flow turning into tidal wave as he pulled his cock out.
Tyrone still hadn't finished cumming because she felt more sperm
splattering on her ass cheeks and back. Aspen had the distinct
impression he was aiming his wads to fall on her butterfly tattoos.

"Thats a wrap," said Jay.

"Congratulations Aspen, you just made you first movie," said Tyrone.  

Naked, Aspen and Tyrone walked back to his office. She used the bathroom
to clean up, then returned to the desk. "May I see the questionaire?"
she asked. Tyrone slid it over. Aspen crossed out her "no" on
interracial and wrote in "only".

"Good," said Tyrone. Aspen's eyes zoomed in on his cock which was
starting to rise again. "That means the only thing you won't do is
anal." 

Tyrone was looking at her expectantly. Aspen looked down at his erect
cock. She reached over and changed her answer to "yes" on the anal
question. Aspen walked up to his desk and leaned over it, reaching
behind her to spread her cheeks apart. "Fuck my ass," she said.

********************

Months later, Billy Bob Fields entered his favorite porn store and
stopped dead in his tracks. The store was selling a new video called
"Introducing Aspen Meadows." The cover showed Billy's daughter in a
bikini and a similar picture of her nude on the back. "Well my little
slut went and made a porno and didn't call her daddy." 

Billy wasn't a pervert for his daughter. Her mother was a stripper and
he loved showing off her hot body to his buddys. Unfortunately, Billy
liked his wife's hot body a little too much. He kept planting babies in
her belly and her figure was ruined after several births. 

Aspen filled the gap. When his daughter became a stripper, he started
taking his buddys to see her. He enjoyed watching their expressions more
then he liked looking at his daughter dancing. They could look, but they
couldn't touch daddy's little angel.

Billy looked distastefully at the interracial section and even more
distatefully at the black man behind the counter. Not that he'd mess
with the black man. The darkie was a muscular behemoth. "This here's my
daughter," Billy said to the clerk. "You got her movie a little too
close to the interracial section. I want you to move it somewhere
respectable."

The black man looked a him for a few seconds, then looked down at the
lable which read E&I video. The black man snorted. "Certainly suh, I'll
moves it right away." Billy paid for his movie and the black man added,
"and maybe your daughter can come sign autographs here some day?"

"Maybe she will." Billy turned away from the black man. Despite the
darkie's subservient attitude, Billy had the impression he was being
talked down to. He had a vision of the good old days when he and his
buddys could of come here and roughed up the place because a darkie got
uppity with him.

Speaking of his buddys, tonight was poker night at his house. He'd leave
the movie out on the table for them to notice. He wouldn't have time to
review it first, but they could all watch it together. 

Billy couldn't wait to see the expressions on their faces.

The End

Tyrone and Solomon's visit to Miami will continue in chapter 3.


  
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