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The Tattoo 2
An interracial/mindcontrol story
copyright 2003 by Stormbringer 


Paige pushed her husband down on the bed and straddled his lap as she
unbuttoned his pants. Her excitement waned as she pulled out his penis.
It was so small, so bland, so boring, so...white. She had no idea what
was wrong with her, but as she mounted her husband, she faked enthusiasm
by pretending he was her student, Luthor or Abe, the black janitor.

"Wow, Mrs Thompson, that was awesome," cried George as he came in her
pussy.

"Thanks, Mr Thompson," she leaned down and kissed him, wishing his lips
were bigger and blacker.

"It's been way too long." George sighed. Paige had made them wait
several months until they were married. He didn't know that her reason
was to let her pubic hair grow back to cover the tattoo of a black cock
pointing towards her pussy. All he knew was that he had gotten a lot of
blow jobs and had been content for the most part. "Wanna take a nap?"

"What? Honey, we're in Key West on our honeymoon. Lets go hit the pool." 

Paige freshened up in the bathroom and let George go on ahead. She had a
surprise for him. Several men checked her out as she walked out of their
room. She rounded the corner and entered the pool area. Her husband had
staked out two deck recliiners for them. George's mouth fell open when
he saw her. "Jesus, honey!" His eyes ran down her body. 

"You like," she said turning around for him. 

"I guess," he mumbled. Paige was a bit disappointed in his reaction.
"It's a bit indecent. I was hoping to get some pictures of us. I don't
want my parents seeing you in that bikini. What were you thinking?"
  
"I was thinking that my husband should be proud his wife looks so good.
You don't have to show our parents all the picks, but hey if you want to
show off your hot and sexy wife to your buddys..."

"They'd be so jealous if they could see you now. Well, hot damn, this is
a side of you I might like." George grinned, suddenly quite proud to
have a wife he could show off. "Would you get me a drink before you sit
down? I didn't want to go up there with all those queers sitting around.
They're the one bad thing about Key West."

"Sure honey, I'll be right back." Their hotel had a large pool, a
jacuzzi, and a tiki bar. George was right a lot a gay men were seated at
the bar. They were joking with the bartender who didn't look gay. He
made Paige's heart skip a beat and suddenly her nipples were stretching
out the material of her bikini when she saw the black man. He was tall,
dark, and handsome. Dreadlocks fell past his shoulders. He wore a white
tanktop, that showed off his muscular ams. He stared at her as she
walked up.

What the bartender saw was a tall, lithe, blue-eyed blonde woman in her
early twenties. She had long, fit legs and breasts too large for a woman
that lean. The woman would turn heads anywhere, but what realy drew
men's eyes was her bikini. It was so small it was barely legal. The
material was leopard print making her look like some fantasy jungle
queen completely down to a flap of material over her crotch that
resembled a loincloth. The only other adornment she wore were heeled
sandals to accentuate her legs and much to his disappointment, a shiny
new wedding ring. "What can I get you?"

Some of the gay men gave her the once over and snickered to each other.
"Two beers," she said, leaning over the bar so that her tits squeezed
together. "What ever light draft you have for my husband."

"And for you?" The bartender appeared to be straining not to look at her
cleavage.

"Something very dark and strong."

The bartender snickered a bit and openly ran his eyes down to her tits
which were practically falling out of her bikini as she leaned forward.
"How about a guiness?" She nodded. "How about a little head," said the
bartender leaving the rim of the mug frothy with foam.

"I like a lot of head," replied Paige, putting money on the bar.  

"So do I girl,"  said one of the gay men.

The bartender gave Paige her change which she scooped right up. Fucking
tease, he thought noticing she hadn't let a tip. Nor did she tip him on
several other trips for refills, but at least she was nice to look at.

The sex, booze, hot sun, and the drive through Florida had George worn
out. They called it an early night. The newlyweds went out to dinner,
returned to the tiki bar by the pool where the black bartender was still
working. His name was Max and he chatted with the young couple and
another older couple for a short time. When Max found out it was their
honeymoon, he bought George and Paige a shot. The other couple excused
themselves and George indicated he was ready to go. Paige paid the tab,
again not tipping the bartender, and they returned to their hotel room.

"Whoa!" George did a double take as he came out of the bathroom wearing
only his boxers. "Is that for me?"

"Who else?" lied Paige. Abe, the janitor had told her she needed to buy
new, sexier underwear and she'd done it to please him. Her sheer blue
bra and panties left nothing to the imagination. Her blonde pubic hair
was visible through the material as well as her nipples.

"I'm the luckiest guy in the world," said George taking his wife in his
arms as he sat in the bed. He kissed her belly, then reached around to
remove her bra. Her panties soon followed. Paige kneeled between his
legs and fished his penis out of his boxers. Again, it triggered no
desire in her at all, but she tried to perform her wifely duty. George's
penis stiffened a little, but remained mostly limp. "I'm sorry, honey.
Let's finish this in the morning. I'm too tired."

"I understand," she replied, a little relieved.

They climbed into bed together and within minutes, Paige could hear
George softly snoring. She laid there and stared at the ceiling, not
tired. She found herself craving chocolate and wondered if there was a
vending machine nearby. Finally, she thought about going for a midnight
swim. Paige slipped out of bed and put her bikini on. Strange, but for
some reason she found herself feeling more comfortable wearing just the
bikini. The more clothes she wore, the more stifled she was starting to
feel. Up until recently her swimsuits and underwear had been the same,
sports bra tops and panties that covered her stomach. 

"Gawd Damn!" exclaimed two young men, stumbling drunkenly through the
motel as she left her room. They stared open mouthed as she hurried past
them holding her arms crossed over her big breasts. It wasn't everynight
one encountered a nearly nude woman walking around at midnight. 

Max's reaction was practically the same. "I thought you and your husband
had called it a night?" he asked while turning the stools upside down on
the bar top.

"I thought I'd go for a swim."

"Pool's closed."

"Oh. Too late for a drink?"

"Not for a sexy tease like you."

"Pinacolada and I'm not a tease."

"Oh yeah, you parade around showing off that sexy body, flaunting those
breasts and a very sweet ass I might add and you don't tip me. You're a
tease." Max handed her the pinacolada.

Paige took a sip. She had flaunted her body before Max, while covering
herself just a few minutes earlier for the too drunk guys outside her
room. "'I'm not a tease," she said again.

"Right! You're here looking to get some cock from a black bartender
while on your honeymoon."

"Yes...yes, I guess I am."

"A tease?"

"No, here looking to get some black cock."

"Serious?"

Paige smiled. "I owe you a tip don't I?"

"Come on in," said Max. He pulled down the security gate around the tiki
bar, locking it, and enclosing them behind the bar. Within seconds,
Paige was in his arms. They kissed, while Paige's hand slid up his thigh
and began fumbling with his pants. 

Paige freed his cock and was immdediately impressed with it's length and
swelling size. She pushed Max back until he sat down on the beer cooler.
Paige followed him back, her mouth making a beeline for his cock. As
soon as she saw it, she knew there was nothing wrong with what she was
doing. Max's dick was beautiful, around 11" and as thick as the biggest
banana sitting in a bunch on the bar by the blender. It belonged in her
mouth and pussy. George would understand if he knew how good it was.

Paige kneeled behind the bar while Max sat on the cooler. He shoved his
pants down around his ankles and his balls were splayed out on the cold
stainless steel. She started with them. His testicals were impressive,
promising a large amount of cum. Paige licked and kissed around them
while stroking his cock with her hand. She then moved her tongue up his
shaft. Her instincts were to attack his beautiful cock, but she was also
filled with an overwhelming desire to give Max the best blow job of her
life and lately, Paige had gotten a lot of experience sucking dick.

"Oh yeah," moaned Max when her tongue hit the sensitive head of his
cock. Paige twirled her tongue around the entire crown before taking the
head in her mouth. "Damn girl, you know your way around a cock." Paige
was rapidly bobbing her head over half Max's shaft now while jerking the
other half with her hand. She arched her neck and started work on the
rest. She groaned as his pubic hairs startled tickling her nose. She
swallowed the last little bit, then finally lost control, sucking his
cock as rapidly as she could. "Oh god, baby, suck that cock. Yeah, suck
it baby." Max wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and started
pulling her forwards while bucking his hips a little. He pulled her hair
a little as his grip tightened. His cock was swelling and his whole body
was tensing up. "Here it cums," groaned Max through clenched teeth.

Paige jerked her head back just as Max's cock jerked. She liked to taste
sperm before letting it slide down her throat and didn't want him
cumming right into her belly. She caught his first wad in the back of
her throat and gulped just as the second wad rolled over her tongue. She
held the head in her mouth while stroking forwards on his shaft as jet
after et of semen filed her mouth. She didn't release his cock until the
last drop had leaked out of the tip.

"Gawd damn, that was the best fucking blow job I ever had," said Max
slumping back against the bar.

"I hope you liked your tip," said Paige. She started tugging on the
slippery head of his penis. "I need to feel this big monster in my
pussy."

"Give me a few," said Max standing up. He opened the cooler and removed
two beers, giving one to Paige. "What say I return the favor while I
recharge?"

"Sounds good to me."

Max pulled down some of the overturned bar stools and lifted Paige onto
the bar. He reached behind her and untied her bikini top. "Dems gotta be
the most perfect set of titties I ever seen," he said, squeezing her
breasts. He leaned down and took one of Paige's long nipples between his
lips and started sucking. He ran his tongue around her entire nipple and
areola before kissing his way over to her other breast. Paige was
moaning and squirming around on the bar when he finally tired of her
breasts.

Paige lifted her hips as Max reached under her thighs and pulled her
panties off. She spread her legs wide as he kissed along the sides of
her blonde pubes heading down towards her slit. Max licked up and down
her labia before wiggling his tongue between her folds and into her
pussy. "Ooo baby, you're not...so...bad... 
aah yourself," moaned Paige as she writhed around on the bar. Max pulled
out and licked up around her clit, teasing it as it became blood
engorged. Max soon moved back down and stffened his tongue out as he
began fucking her with it. Paige wrapped her legs around his head and
clung tightly as she came all over his face.

One orgasm didn't seem to satisfy Max. As soon as she relaxed her grip
with her legs. He inserted one finger into her pussy and began circling
the tip around the deepest part he could reach. Paige grabbed the edge
of the bar with one hand and the beer tap with her other. She pushed
herself forwards, fucking his finger with her pussy. His tongue returned
to her clit and Paige could feel an even bigger orgasm buidling. Her
hand circled the tap. It had a hard wooden handle which felt so much
like another cock. She wished there was another black cock in her hand
at the moment. Then she wished one was in her other hand and mouth and
pussy and ass. She knew then that there would never be enough. She would
want more. Paige came again, hard.

Max raised his head from her pussy and grinned. He looked rather silly
with his big white grin surrounded by a dark black face framed with
dreadlocks and his chin was soaked with her juices. "Lets move this
party," he said wiping his hand across his chin. "Put your bikini back
on."

Max led her out of the tiki bar and locked up. They walked around the
pool to the lit up jacuzzi. She could see the big tent in his shorts
just as he slipped into the water. Paige got in behind him and he
immediately pulled her into his lap. Paige stood and removed panties
while Max raised his hips and slid his shorts off. She could see his big
knobby cockhead sticking out of the water. Paige guided her pussy over
towards it and sank down. Her labia easily opened around the head and
the big thing slipped inside her pussy. Paige smiled with hapiness as
she lowered herself over the entire shaft. I had been too long. "God,
black cock's the best." 

Max grabbed her and held her still as a couple of drunks entered the
pool area passing through to another part of the motel. Once the coast
was clear, Max flipped up her bikini top and started sucking on her
nipples again while she slowly ground her pussy into his lap. An orgasm
was building. Paige arched her back, face pointing towards the night
sky, her mouth open in a moan and a wad of semen bounced off her lip and
slipped into her mouth. She swallowed without thinking. 

The man jerking off on the balcony above her said something that sounded
like, "bullseye!".
She watched another long strand of semen drip to the cement, just
missing the jacuzzi. The man looked vaguely familiar. He stepped asside
and another guy took his place. They were the two drunks, she'd passed
earlier. Paige gave the new one the finger as he started jerking off.
She returned to fucking Max and didn't notice the first guy return with
a camcorder pointed down at her.

Being watched and jerked off on, did nothing to calm her libido. The
orgasm came as strong as ever. The second man's sperm fell on her head,
but she didn't have time to glare up at him for Max's cock suddenly went
off in her pussy. The black man's cock started spurting hot seed into
her womb and Paige had a tremendous orgasm. "Thank you," she said to Max
as she slid off his lap.

"Any time, baby," said Max standing and climbing out of the jacuzzi.
"Come back tomorrow night if you can sneak out on hubby."

"I'll see what I can do." 

"See ya around," said Max walking off.

Paige adjusted her bikini. She looked up, but the two voyeurs were gone.
She washed the sperm out of her hair then climbed up out of the jacuzzi.
She had just made it to her door and pulled out the room key when the
man stepped out of the shadows. "What do you want?" she asked stepping
away from him.

"A little of what you were giving to that black dude," said the man. It
was one of the drunks from the balcony.

"Well you can't have it. Now run off before I call the police."

"How about if I bang on the door and wake hubby up?" The man smirked at
her surprise. "I saw you with him this afternoon by the pool."

"He won't believe you."

"Show her, Dean."

The other drunk came down the stairs to the second floor. He held up a
camcorder. "God, black cock's the best," said her voice on the machine.

"What do you want?" asked Paige a little sick to her stomach.

"I want my cock sucked. The women in this town are fucking teases. We
been here two days now and still haven't hooked up. Follow me." Paige
followed the two up the stairs to the landing between floors. There the
drunk man, the bigger of the two, leaned against the railing. "Take it
out, baby."

Paige was disgusted with the situation and a wave of guilt crashed
through her body. She was about to cheat on her husband with these two
losers. It was Max's fault for being so damned hot. Paige decided just
to get this overwith and pulled down the man's shorts. His hard cock
fell out and smacked her in the face. Paige was surprised by it's size.
The cock bobbing before her face was nearly two inches bigger then her
husband's, pushing eight inches, and as thick as Max's. Still, it was
just a plain white penis, nothing exciting or thrilling. She had no
desire to make this the best blow job of the fool's life. She simply
took him in her mouth, clamped her lips tight and started bobbing her
head rapidly.  

"Suck that cock, slut," said the man. 

"Hey Jim, turn your body a little," said Dean.

Paige looked at Dean out of the corner of her eye and saw him holding
the camcorder close to her bobbing head filming the action. "Hey, what's
the big..."

"Shut up and suck, said Jim pulling her head back on his cock. "We just
want a little reminder of our trip."

Paige was humiliated and horrified. It only got worse when she felt Dean
behind her untying
her bikini bottoms. He pulled them down and she turned her head keeping
Jim's cockhead in her mouth to see Dean holding the camera down at his
dick as he pushed it in her. It wasn't so bad. She could barely feel
him. His penis seemed to be an average six inches and a little on the
skinny side. "Damn, I can't feel a thing," said Dean moving in and out
of her squishy pussy. That's because I just got fucked by a real man,
thought Paige. "Maybe, this will be better." He pulled his prick out and
pushed it against her sphincter. His well-lubricated penis pushed her
open and slid inside. "This feels a little tighter."

Unfortunately, having masturbated on the balcony earlier, the two seemed
in no hurry to cum. Paige closed her eyes and pretended it was Abe and
Luthor she was with. Her finger found it's way between her legs and she
actually had a small orgasm pretending it was two black men using her
body. Jim came. It was hot and tasted similar to a black man's, but
for some reason was bland and unexciting, like her husband. Dean grunted
and shot a few squirts in her ass just a few minutes later. 

The two men seemed a little squeemish as they pulled their pants up.
They mumbled thanks and marched up the steps back towards their room.
Paige sighed and returned to her room, slipping in next to George after
cleaning herself up in the bathroom.

Paige had more Africa dreams that night. She was an antelope again, but
this time she wasn't fleeing a lion. She was standing on the plain,
patiently waiting while another antelope mated with her. Two more
antelopes stood by waiting their turn and one had a camera mounted to
it's antlers. The male antelopes suddenly jerked their heads behind her
and then bounded off in the opposite direction. A shadow fell over her
and Paige turned her antelope head to see the giant lion. The beast
reared up and it's black snake penis came into view. Paige spread her
hoofed rear legs as the snake entered her and her pussy began to throb.
The lion's claws grabbed her breasts, turning more human. Paige was
suddenly her human self getting fucked from behind by a giant black man.
Her pussy throbbed each time his truly massive penis thrust into her.
Tattoos covered his arms. The African symbols swirled around burring,
then becoming clear until she could read them. They read words such as,
stamina, virility, power, and obey. "Take your master's cock, slave,"
said Yaphet the tattooist and her pussy throbbed.

Paige woke up with a start, light from the rising sun starting to shine
through the window. The dream had been quite vivid. Her pussy was still
throbbing, but it wasn't really her pussy. It was the black cock tattoo
hidden under her blonde pubes that was throbbing.

To be continued.


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