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June Bugs Ch. 1

By: Stormbringer



Fred squirmed uncomfortably beside the big black man. They were perched high up on a white lifeguard chair scanning the water. It wasn't that Fred disliked blacks, it was just that the man was so big he took up most of the chair forcing Fred to sit on his left ass cheek. Plus, he was jealous.

Booker was huge. Not only was he built like a Mr Universe contestant, but he didn't seem to work at keeping his physique. The man ate greasy burgers, hotdogs, fries or pizza everyday for lunch and Fred had never seen him workout except at the lifeguard tryouts. Fred jogged, exercised, and ate right to maintain his nice physique, still the black man dwarfed him. The black lifeguards were also getting a lot of attention from the ladies too, each one already fucking several and the season had just started. 

What really sent shivers of jealousy up Fred's spine was that the black man had a big cock. He glanced down at the black man's crotch, even now there was this huge, obscene bulge taunting him with its superiority and Fred had always been proud of his six inch dick. It had never failed him and was thicker then most men. It wasn't just Booker either, every single black lifeguard had a huge dick.

They had appeared out of nowhere during spring training. Nine, giant muscular black men all over six feet tall. There had never been a black lifeguard in Stony Harbor and the coach/head lifeguard didn't seem in a hurry to start hiring them anytime soon. However, the black men completely humiliated the other applicants. They out ran, did more sit-ups, and more push-ups then the others, barely breaking a sweat while Fred was huffing and puffing. He had no idea how they moved their muscular bulks so swiftly. The only area the whites held their own was swimming, but three of the blacks were the top three swimmers. Only one black failed to get on the force and that was from poor swimming. That left eight black men, 10 white men, and 2 white women who became certified lifeguards for the summer of 2001. 

Many of the failed applicants were returning veterans from previous years and friends of Fred's, but he agreed with the coach, they were in the business of saving lives and if these men could reach a drowning man quicker, they deserved the jobs, even if they were arrogant jerks with big penises and took up three-quarters of the lifeguard chairs. 

But really it was the cock thing that bothered him. They were all hung like horses. Fred had seen them in the showers. The first he thought might be a freak, a lucky freak, but then the second came in, big black banana cock hanging between his legs, then Devon the islander with his horse cock, and then Booker. They picked out tight red swimtrunks which hugged their huge cocks showing them off to the world. They strutted around the locker room naked, completely immodest. Worse, their dicks seemed to harden if the wind changed direction. They were always plump, swinging like black salamis around equally large coconut balls or they were half erect sticking straight out like a black foot long hotdog, and often they were fully erect, none were smaller then ten inches and the biggest was well over a foot. It was enough to make you sick.

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"Will you look the fuck at that?" Booker said looking behind him over his shoulder.

"The June bugs are here," said Fred looking lustily at the hordes of teens pouring off the boardwalk. Bikini clad bodies streamed to claim their space on the near empty beach.

"June bugs?"

"Every year during senior week, these teens show up at the beach in droves, playing their loud music, partying all night, the locals hate them, but it only lasts around two weeks. Of course, then the summer tourists start showing up and it gets worse."

"Get any pussy off them?"

"Sure, I nail a few each year. You gotta watch out for the jailbait though. Some are only seventeen." The male lifeguards were all womanizers except for a few with steady girlfriends and even they often wavered. Women threw themselves at the lifeguards. It was almost too easy. Even now several of the June bugs were approaching the lifeguard stand. 

Booker had never seen so much young, bare, firm, flesh in his life. He was starting to like this job. 

"Excuse me, what's that bird?" called one big breasted teen.

"That's a seagull," said Fred.

"Oh."

"Is this a shark fin?" asked another girl holding up a brown shell.

"I'll take this one," said Booker. "That's a horseshoe crab shell."

"Get used to it," whispered Fred. "You get these dumb question all year not just from the kids. 

There were four girls in this particular bunch. One redhead with a nice body and pretty freckles, a brunette with pale skin, very attractive, but almost too skinny, a blonde with a large buxom body clearly destined to be fat, but for now with a firm young body stretching her bikini almost to the breaking point, and another brunette. The last girl was the only one not wearing a bikini, though her body was built for one. She had her hair up in a pony tail and stayed behind the other girls. She was the shy one. While the others sunbathed, Fred chatted up the blonde though her eyes kept moving from his nice chest to Booker's huge, ripped, black one. 

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"Hi ladies."

The two girls looked up from the bench on the boardwalk where they were eyeballing boys. "You're the lifeguard aren't you?"

"Booker."

Two of the girls that had first approached the lifeguard stand were sitting on the bench around ten that same evening. "I'm Allison," said the redhead, "that's Vicki." The other girl was the shy brunette. 

"What are you two doing?"

"We're bored," said Allison. "I'm tired of young boys. I wish we could get into bars."

"I can buy you booze if you want some."

Allison looked up at Booker with wide eyes. Even Vicki, who had been looking like she wished he'd go away turned her attention on him.

"Hey, I'm only twentyone, I remember what it's like to be under age."

"You'd do that for us?"

"Sure, under several conditions. You give me the money up front and I'll bring it to your hotel room in case there's any cops around. If you're caught with it later, you tell the cops you don't know who bought it for you."

"Sounds great to me," said Allison reaching for her purse. The purse strap was around one shoulder and between her breasts, making her large tits stand out even more.

"Wait one minute, interrupted Vicki. "Can we have a minute to talk?"

Booker nodded and backed off. He recognized the look Vicki was flashing him. It was the look that said, "I don't trust black men." The redhead would be telling her that the reward of getting the beer would be worth the risk of loosing twenty bucks. 

"I don't have all night ladies," called Booker.

"Sorry, we'll take a case of beer or whatever you can get for twenty dollars. That should last us a week. We're staying at the Beachview Inn, room 204," said Ginger. 

"Give me thirty minutes," said Booker. The stacked redhead was making his dick grow. She wore a short blue skirt several inches above her knees and a tight spaghetti strap halter that showed off her belly button ring. She already had a nice tan going covering her freckles. He turned and headed several blocks to the nearest liquor store.

When Booker left carrying a case of cheap beer, he caught Vicki watching him before she ducked around a corner. "Following me?"

She stepped out knowing she was caught and turned red with embarrassment. "Just wanted to make sure you weren't ripping us off." Vicki was wearing a conservative top and shorts that showed off a pair of well-toned legs. 

"Don't trust black guys?"

"No," she lied, "strangers."

"Invite me in for one of these beers and I wont be a stranger." 

"I guess that would be ok."

"Good, now walk in front of me so that it doesn't look like I'm buying booze for a minor." Booker spent the next several minutes walking back to the boardwalk staring at Vicki's ass, until he reached the boardwalk and girls with more skin showing appeared.

When they reached the motel a little party was already in progress. Allison and the skinny brunette were hunched around a table playing quarters. Someone had scored some beer and everyone but Allison seemed drunk already. Some more girls and guys were standing around the room drinking beer. 

They all looked at the door when Vicki and the giant black man entered, then their eyes fell on the case in Booker's hands and one said, "Dude, we got more beer." The group whooped when Booker set the case down. All except for the skinny girl who looked at the black man with contempt. Vicki seemed to like the attention as the thirsty teens came up to her for refills.

Booker walked over to the quarters game. "Can I get in on this?" he asked.

The players didn't seem too happy about it, but they weren't about to say no to the man who resupplied their beer and a muscular giant at that. Booker got the impression the guys were trying to get the girls drunk. Booker sat down and they played a while making stupid rules until they got too confusing and someone negated them, then they started all over again. Booker stared at the skinny brunette, he had learned her name was Mandy. She was hauntingly beautiful, very pale skin that showed no signs of sunburn despite her being on the beach all day, red, full lips, and nice breasts that looked larger on her thin frame. She seemed to have eyes for a nice looking muscular boy sitting across from her. "So why do they call you Meat," she asked him. "By the way, drink." She bounced a quarter into the shot glass. 

"Cause I got a big thang," said Meat. "Biggest one in my school."

"Bullshit," said Mandy, "and drink again." She pulled the quarter out of the glass after sinking it a second time.

"Maybe if you're good, I'll show you my big thang later."

Mandy made the third shot giving her the right to make a rule. "First, drink," she said pointing at Meat, "and you'll show it now. My rule is that Meat has to show us his dick." 

The group laughed and then looked over at Meat to see if he'd go through with it. Meat stood and with a smirk pulled his shorts down. "Big enough for you?" He did have a nice sized penis, it was plump now, semi-erect and looked like it would be a little over seven inches when erect. Allison and Mandy both stared at Meat's prong with amazement and the guy sitting beside him looked uncomfortable having Meat's thing so close to him

"Wow," said Allison.

"I'll say," said Mandy.

"What are you talking about, that's not big?" asked Booker.

"I suppose you can beat it?" Meat put his dick away. He clearly liked impressing people with it. "Sure, but yours is ok for a white guy," said Booker. Mandy snorted at that.

"Show me yours big shot," said Meat.

"I don't think so," said Booker.

"I didn't think so," said Meat, bouncing the quarter and missing. "You're all talk."

The other guy made it in once and made Allison drink, then he missed and passed it to Booker. Booker missed on purpose and turned it over to Allison. The redhead, being more sober having started late scored three hits making the other guy drink all three. "My rule is..." she paused and giggled, "Booker has to show us his prick."

"Ooo, no," said Mandy giving her friend a little push.

"Stop," said Allison pushing her back. "I'm not finished. The guy with the smaller dick, has to leave the party. Now lets see if it's true what they say about black people." 

"Or you can just leave now," said Meat. 

Booker slowly stood until he towered over them. He felt his cock extend two inches just at the thought of exposing himself to these dumb-ass white kids. He unzipped his pants, watching Mandy crinkle her nose in disgust. She really didn't like black people. Booker unzipped his shorts and let them fall to the floor. The group gasped at the size of the bulge confined by his briefs. It looked like two potatoes and a cucumber were crammed into small sack. Booker flipped his briefs down and his huge cock sprang out like a striking cobra.

Booker had a perfect foot long cock. Where his body was light brown, his shaft was dark black except for the lighter tip which peeked out from his thick foreskin. The group recoiled from the monstrosity. Meat looked horrified. Mandy looked disgusted, but awed by it. The spell was broken when a beer can hit the floor. Vicki had dropped it and was staring at Booker's cock as were several other teens standing around the room. "Well I guess this means you gotta go little guy," said Booker to Meat stuffing his cock back into his shorts.

Meat looked pissed, but he stood and headed for the door. "Matt wait up," cried Mandy standing. She flashed Booker a mean look, but the black man could see she was still flushed and seemed to be in shock at what she had seen. 

Booker watched them leave then said to Allison, "Now you know that it's true what they say about black men. See ya." He left the hotel and bumped into Fred with the stacked blonde hanging on his arm. "s'up?"

"Hey Booker," said Fred. "You remember Ginger."

"Hey," said Ginger nodding at him. "What's goin on in there? My roommates having a party?"

"Yeah."

"Crap," she replied. "Can we go to your place?" 

"Sure baby." Fred put his arm around her. "See ya tommorrow Booker."

Booker walked home alone. He needed to get off and considered calling up some bitches, but decided to wait. It made the game much more challenging.

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Booker spotted the four girls from his chair before noon the next day. Devon was sitting beside him fighting for room on the small seat. He was another "enhanced" black man, the black lifeguard's leader, the one that had trained them to swim, and a native of the island of Trinibogo in the Caribbean. 

Ginger walked up to him as the other three girls tested out the water. "Hey Booker, where's Fred at?"

"Two stands down," yelled the black man back to her. Fred had gotten laid last night. He hadn't bragged, but he had come to work tired with a shit-eating grin on his face. 

"Thanks," she called back. 

Booker and Devon watched her ass shake as she took off jogging down the beach to find Fred. He could only imagine what her boobs must look like bouncing in her tight bikini top. Booker then turned his attention on the other three coming out of the water. Allison and Mandy nudged Vicki towards the lifeguards and Booker watched with interest as she shyly approached him.

The shy girl in the one-piece looked uncomfortable as she walked up to the stand and looked at the enormous black men above her like kings sitting on elevated thrones. "Hi Booker," she said.

"S'up Vic. This is Devon." Vicki smiled at the other black man. "What can I do for you?"

"I need a favor."

"Name it."

"The same favor as last night."

"We should go somewhere to talk about this." Booker jumped down off the stand. "Cover for me Dev." Then to Vicki, "follow me."

A beach shack sat on every other block in Stony Harbor. Summer workers sold beach umbrellas, chairs, rafts, and had a hot dog steamer with chips and sodas out front. Booker nodded at the pimply-faced kid running the shack by his stand and walked into the shack. Confused, Vicki followed him inside.

Booker closed the door, darkening the shack except for light streaming in from the door. "Now what can I do for you?"

"We want to have another party tonight and were wondering if you'd get us some more beer?"

"What's in it for me?"

Vicki stuttered, "well, I guess we could scrape up some extra bucks for you."

"Can I join the party?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Will you be my date?"

"What? No, I'm seeing someone back home."

"I thought I sensed a spark between us. I was hoping for a kiss last night."

"But we just walked to the hotel together. Nothing more." Vicki hadn't expected getting Booker to buy beer would be so difficult. She had volunteered to ask him to get them more. She was the least popular of the group and the attention she had gotten walking into the party last night with Booker carrying a case had thrilled her. Bring a teenager booze and they're your new best friends.

"Your lying, you wanted to kiss me as much as I wanted to kiss you. Kiss me now and I'll consider it."

"No."

"You want the beer or not? Just one kiss."

"Just a kiss?"

"Yes," he said taking a step towards her.

Vicki found herself looking into Booker's massive chest, then up at his handsome face looking down at her. For some reason a shiver ran down her spine. She felt her nipples pushing out her swimsuit, embarrassing her. Booker put his hand around her back and pulled her into his chest. He was so big, he had to hunch over to kiss her. Her lips parted as his face approached her. The shiver wouldn't stop when his lips touched hers and her belly began to feel funny like when she had to speak before a group.

Vicki had been planning on a quick peck, but Booker's hand in her back kept their mouths and bodies crushed together. Besides, the desire to make this a quick kiss was rapidly fading and being replaced with a desire to remain in his arms forever. She gave no resistance when his tongue pushed into her mouth, her own tongue pushing back. Nor did she object when his hand moved down her back and cupped her ass cheek. "Wow!" she said when he finally broke the kiss.

"Told you there was a spark between us."

"Wow," she said again. His hands were on her shoulders now and he was gently pushing down.

"There's something I need you to do for me."

Vicki's knees gave out and she fell to her knees at his feet. She found herself staring at the outline of his huge cock which had turned fully erect from kissing her. I did that, she thought, I made it that big. Booker's cock was so big that the knobby head stuck out of one leg. "What do you want me to do?"

"I need you to get me off. Make me cum."

"What? I can't, I've never done anything like that before. My boyfriend..."

"Do this for me and I'll buy all the booze you need for the rest of the week. You'll be the most popular girl in the motel. It's easy just take it out and stroke it for me."

Vicki wasn't a virgin, but she'd only had sex with her boyfriend twice. It would have been more, but he tended to orgasm before he even got it in her. She found sex to be disappointing to say the least. She knew about handjobs, but had never done it. She also knew that women occasionally used their mouths to get men off. The other girls had done it, Ginger actually seemed to enjoy doing it and had sucked off several men even swallowing their cum, but then she was a bit of a slut. "I'm not a slut," she whispered.

"Vic, this won't make you a slut. You're doing me a favor. Besides, after all you made it this big, you should make it go down."

"You wont tell the others?"

"Of course not." Dumb bitch didn't want the others to know she had touched a black man's cock. 

Vicki decided right then to go for it. She reached out and pulled on the waistband of Booker's red swimming trunks. She stretched it out and yanked it down freeing the black monster cock which flew up toward the ceiling. 

There it was again in all its glory. Seeing it last night at the party had been shocking enough, but that had been nothing compared to having it pointed just inches from her face. Last night she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw it and thought her memory must of exaggerated it, but here before her eyes it looked even bigger. 

Vicki gulped and tentatively reached one hand up to touch it. Her hand wrapped around a shaft so thick, her fingers didn't touch. It was hot to the touch and so covered with puffy blue-black veins, she could feel it pulsing in her hands. 

Vicki had never seen an uncircumsized penis before and at first she thought it was deformed. She pulled back on the shaft gasping in surprise as his huge cock-head emerged from the foreskin. "What do I do?" she asked.


June Bugs Ch. 1



"Spit in your hand and coat my cock with it."

"Ooo no. Cant I just jerk on it like this?" She stroked it a couple times, which felt good, but it still needed lubrication. "Wait, there's a bottle of suntan lotion."

"No, spit in your hand. I don't mind." Booker didn't want the aroma from the lotion blocking the scent of his pheromones. Plus, the lotion was there for when he got the urge to fuck some bitch's ass. "Just get it started, my cock will lubricate itself."

Vicki was surprised to find that she didn't want to let go of Booker's penis, but she did and wrinkled her nose as she spit in her hand. She coated his cock with it, somehow not surprised that her little bit of spittle wasn't nearly enough. She coated what she could and began stroking her hands along it. 

Vicki was fascinated with the huge black cock in her hands. She should be disgusted that the man was forcing her to jerk him off in order to buy her beer. Instead, she was grateful he was allowing her to do this. It was a privilege to touch his cock. The more she stroked it breathing it's aroma through her nose, the more infatuated she became with the muscular black man. It was indeed lubricating itself, a viscous substance was pouring out the head making her hands as sticky as her thighs.

"Like it?"

"Unh-huh," she nodded using both hands now to jerk it.

"Why don't you lick it?"

"I've never done that before."

"Just try it." Vicki couldn't think straight. Something that would have disgusted her fifteen minutes ago suddenly seemed like a great idea. For some reason she wanted to please Booker more then she ever had... What was her boyfriend's name?

"Start by licking the head. Pull the foreskin back and lick all around it. Keep stroking the shaft or we'll be here for hours."

The monster cock-head loomed large in her vision as Vicki brought her face forward, tentatively sticking out her tongue. She shivered with pleasure as her tongue touched it. Once she had made contact it was easier and she slid her tongue all around the head. At first, she tried to avoid the fluid leaking out of his slit, but the amount was too copious and her tongue continuously made contact with it. Luckily, it wasn't as nasty as she expected, her tongue even wiggling into his pee-slit for more.

"That's a good girl, Vicki. Lick that black cock. Do the shaft now." Vicki licked down the shaft, her tongue running over every ridge, vein, and bump. "Now take it in your mouth," Booker added.

"I don't know if I can."

"Just try. Suck on what you can and jerk the rest with your hands." 

"It's too big."

"Sucking cock is easy once you get used to it. You've never done this before?" She shook her head no and he continued, "I bet your friends do this? I bet Ginger has, I bet she's real popular." Ginger's body was enough to make her every boy's fantasy. If Booker was reading her right, Vicki had a strong desire to be popular. "Become a good cocksucker and you'll be the most popular girl in school. Consider this training."

Vicki didn't see herself doing this ever again, but she sure had a strong desire to do it for Booker. She decided to try and placed her lips on the tip of his cock. She pushed, opening her mouth, wanting to gag as soon as the head pushed inside her. She sucked on the tip while slowly stroking his rod. This was sure taking a long time. Booker didn't cum quickly like her boyfriend.

"It's ok, I don't expect much from you."

Vicki felt both relieved and infuriated. She could do better. She began bobbing her head rapidly of the tip while stroking his shaft with every ounce of strength she had. She experimented taking more of his cock in her mouth with each bob. It was easier to suppress her gag reflex as the head wasn't deep in her mouth for long before it was gone again.

"That's a good girl. Keep doing me like that. It's so hot seeing my big black cock sticking out of your pretty face. I'm gonna cum. Oh yeah, baby. Arghh." 

Booker's grunt startled Vicki from the elation she was feeling when he called her pretty. She was so happy she hadn't even paid attention to the fact that his cock had swollen and he was about to cum in her mouth. He thrust his hips as he grunted pushing the cock-head into her throat just as he came. An unbelievable amount of cum shot down her throat and she jerked her head back in disgust. This was a big mistake as his huge balls weren't anywhere near emptying their load. Her mouth filled with cum so swiftly, she feared she'd choke on it. Her first reflex was to swallow, but she wasn't fast enough and sperm dribbled down her lips. He continued cumming to the point where she had to pull it out of her mouth, only to get a face full of his hot seed as she did so.

"That was great Vicki. Sorry I came so quickly, you're just such a beautiful woman, I couldn't hold back. I'll be right back." Booker opened the shed door and disappeared.

Several thoughts were bouncing around her mind at once: That was quick? It had to of been thirty minutes. He thinks I'm beautiful. Sperm actually tastes good. Booker returned with some napkins from the hot dog stand, but she was already pushing the cum on her face into her mouth and licking it off her chin. 

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Booker left the lifeguard headquarters and got in his jeep. It was a short drive to King Pharmaceuticals. The factory was the entire reason for the enhanced takeover of Stony Harbor. The building produced legitimate medicine, making a nice profit for King Enterprises as well as secretly producing the X-serum and its derivative Xcite. He scored some Xcite, the miracle drug that made women horny and men impotent. The stuff was cheap to produce, unlike the Xserum which sill cost one million a shot. Booker and all enhanced blacks were obligated to work for E&I Enterprises until they could pay back the million. 

Getting the Xcite was easy once he'd explained what he wanted it for. The next stop was a liquor store for a keg of beer. It took some figuring, but Booker managed to mix the Xcite into the keg. It was enough to make the men impotent for a month while the women would be climbing the walls with frustration. He was about to ruin a lot of vacations.

Vicki was waiting for him outside the motel. Booker couldn't help noticing the growing look of infatuation in her eyes. "The keg not enough?" she asked noticing he also carried a six pack.

"That's for me," Booker replied. The Xcite wouldn't make him impotent, but it would make him slightly limp.

"Is it heavy?" Vicki nodded at the keg.

"Yeah." Booker's arms were bulging from carrying the keg, though his face didn't show the strain even as he carried it up the steps.

"Beers here," she yelled opening the motel room door.

"Alright," yelled someone. 

The girls two adjoining rooms were open and there were a few teens here, more coming later. Ginger was missing, she was out with Fred again. Booker recalled, Fred was going to get her into a bar where he knew the bouncer. It didn't take long for the rooms to fill up and people spilled out onto the deck overlooking the boardwalk. Kids came and went. Vicki stayed close to Booker and she was starting to sway as she became drunk as were most of the kids. The few times she disappeared and some punk kid tried hitting on her, Booker would show up glaring over her shoulder at the boy. She was getting horny, touching him a lot. Other girls were touching their dates too, and more then a few were kissing. 

As the night wore on and the crowd dispersed, Booker grabbed Vicki's hand and hauled her over to a quarters game. "Got room for two more?"

"Well, we were just winding down," said Meat. He didn't look too happy to see the hung black man. "We've drunk a lot tonight."

"And I'm anxious to get to bed," said Mandy running her hand along Meat's arm. 

"Lets make it a quick game then, and we'll make it interesting. How about strip quarters? Instead of a rule, you make someone take off an article of clothing."

"That sounds interesting," said the guy sitting with Allison. 

Fred and Ginger came in at that moment. Ginger was leaning drunkenly on Fred. 

"Hey Fred, why don't you grab a beer and join us?" yelled Booker.

"Whatcha playin?"

"Strip quarters, if the girls are up for it."

"I'm in," said Meat. No guy would pass up a chance to see four beautiful naked girls. Both Meat and the other guy were glancing hungrily at Ginger.

"We're in," said Fred, getting two beers from the keg.

"OK, once you're naked you're out and you have to go wait on the couch naked until the games over." Booker would never have gotten away with this if the girls hadn't been drunk and horny. 

The game started, going around a couple times with just drinks. Booker, being sober made three in a row and had Vicki remove an article of clothing. The poor girl flushed red as she pulled her top off over her head. Four pairs of male eyes zoomed in on her breasts. Vicki wore a plain white bra, but it contained a pair of very nice breasts, large, firm, with smooth skin, they almost rivalled Ginger's for size. This was a girl not used to showing skin, who didn't wear a bikini on the beach and had never shown this much flesh to anyone before. The men got a view of a gorgeous, flat stomach with a thin waist before she quickly sat down.

Mandy was the next to score three hits. "Booker," she said surprising everyone. Meat smirked at his girlfriend and Booker realized, she didn't want to see him naked, she wanted him out of the game. 

Booker pulled his shirt off over his head. Four sets of female eyes staring at his perfectly developed chest. Something about the higher metabolism burnt off all the fat and kept the muscles taunt. All the enhanced looked like huge weightlifters. Booker got her back by getting six in a row. He made Mandy remove two items. Vicki looked jealous, but relieved he wasn't picking on her.

Mandy stripped down to a sexy lacy pair of black underwear. She had dressed sexy for Meat. Her breasts looked huge on her thin body. Her waist was so thin, Booker could almost have touched fingers lifting her up by the waist. The black looked fantastic on her white skin. She looked a little embarrassed, but also like she knew she looked good.

The game went around for a while, a few more articles of clothing, mostly shoes disappearing. The guy with Allison pissed her off by making Ginger remove her top. Then Fred had her take her shorts off. The buxom blonde was now clad in only a pink pair of bra and panties. Allison scored three in a row and picked Booker.

Booker had removed his shoes earlier. He rose and unbuttoned his shorts. They fell to the floor leaving him clad in only his overstretched white briefs. Everyone playing stared at the outline of his cock, both sexes looking uncomfortable. He noticed Vicki licking her lips. Booker sat back down knowing he was out as soon as another girl made it, but that was what he wanted.

Soon, Fred was the only one fully clothed. All the other guys had their shirts off, all girls were in their underwear. Meat scored next, he looked at Booker as if debating on whether or not to get the black man away from the table, but lust won out. "Ginger," he said pissing Mandy off.

All four men unconsciously leaned forward as Ginger with a drunken grin unhooked her bra. God they were perfect. At eighteen, still full and firm with no sign of sagging. Her areola were large with hard pointy nipples. Soon, the freshman fifteen would turn her from voluptuous to chubby, but for now she had a porn stars body. She giggled and made no attempt to hide them as she sat down.

Booker," said Mandy as the quarter rang in the shot glass. "You're the first loser."

Booker laughed, stood and pulled off his briefs. His huge cock roiled out of confinement to dangle between his legs. "JESUS," cried Ginger, she being the only one who hadn't seen his cock yesterday. The stacked blonde was gripping the table so hard her knuckles were white and she appeared to be grinding her pussy into her chair.

Booker walked over to the losers couch and sat down, legs spread so that his balls were splayed out on the edge of the couch and his cock dangled over it swaying like a huge black banana. Like this, everyone could see his nude body and all four women kept glancing at him. The game continued.

Booker stared as Allison removed her bra. Her big freckle covered boobs, capped with the rosy colored nipples of most redheads along with her pierced belly button really turned him on. "Holy shit," said one of the girls. He quit daydreaming, and looked at the group, they were looking at him or his crotch to be specific. All the nude female flesh had turned his cock hard. It had risen off the couch and extended it's full twelve inches. 

Booker looked at the four girls staring in awe at his cock and decided right there, that all four needed to be hooked on black cock before they returned home. He didn't have time to fuck and dump Vicki, then seduce her friends. He'd have to let some other brothas do the honors. "Sorry," he said, "it's got a mind of it's own." 

Meat was next to go. The girls had developed a strategy of eliminating the men one at a time to protect their own modesty. Meat stood and pulled his boxers off, frowning as he saw his dick. It had shriveled up and crawled up into his scrotum, looking tiny. Meat quickly sat back down and Booker could see his hand tugging on it in a futile attempt to make it look bigger. "You gotta go sit by Booker," said Mandy.

Meat stood back up for the first time in his life holding his hand across his penis to cover it up and walked over to Booker. He sat down beside the black man, everyone couldn't help comparing the foot long black shaft to the formerly vain man's undercooked noodle. "Meat my ass," whispered Booker to him. "They should call you Worm." 

Meat shook with anger, but the black man had a way of intimidating him into submission. "Matt honey, while you're over there, would you fill me up some more beer?" said Mandy. Matt felt it was a dig at him when the girl he was hooking up with called him by his real name and not his nickname, but he dutifully stood and walked naked over to the keg.

Ginger went next. Fred hadn't wanted her sitting beside Booker so he picked Vicki. The poor girl ended up slouching with both arms covering her breasts. It was Allison's guy who stripped Ginger.

The blonde was perfection. Legs, breasts, stomach, face, ass, all were perfect. Her extra weight, complimented her body making it shake excitingly. Her pussy was shaved too which drove the men crazy. Ginger sat beside Booker, both staring down the others bodies, their legs brushing eroticaly. "If you want, sometime I'll let you touch it," he whispered in her ear.

"How long will it stay like that?"

"It won't go down until it gets off."

The nude Matt was getting more beer for someone, and his body suddenly blocked the view from the table. Ginger grabbed his cock real quick, squeezed it and let go. "I'm sorry, I just had to touch it."

Booker couldn't respond, because Meat was returning, this time sitting beside Ginger so that she was in the middle.

The game didn't last much longer, the three remaining girls were topless and poor Vicki looked like she'd die if she had to take her panties off. The other guy stripped, his penis even more pathetic looking then Meat's. The two girls ganged up on Fred and he stripped to his briefs, the bulge under them hinting at another limp penis. Vicki seemed to sense he didn't want to reveal himself, and said, "listen, it's late, lets call it a draw." The others agreed.

Vicki scrambled to cover her body back up, then walked over to a still nude Booker. Everyone said their good nights and four couples found themselves headed to two rooms with double beds. "Where you going?" asked Mandy holding her clothes before her underwear clad body, "and can't you cover up?"

"I'm going to the next room," he said putting his arm around Vicki, "and no sense covering up, I'll only be uncovering it again in a few seconds. "You're with him?" Mandy couldn't keep the surprise out of her voice, nor the look of horror on her face. Allison looked disgusted too, only Ginger not seeming to care, though she couldn't stop staring at his cock. She had sat close enough beside him to get a whiff of pheromones. "Well, Matt and I are using the room, can't you go back to his house? Can't you come back later?"

"Look at my cock Mandy," Booker said. "I'm ready now."

"How about we just turn the lights out," said Fred and the crisis was solved.

Booker climbed on top the closest bed and laid on his back on top of the covers while Meat quickly climbed under his covers. The girls got ready for bed in the bathroom. When they finished and turned out the light, the motel room was plunged into darkness. No one had shut the door to the next room and Booker could clearly hear whispering and kissing. Vicki slipped into bed beside him and snuggled into the crook of his arm. Booker listened to the other couples. 

"What's wrong? God I'm horny. How come it's not getting bigger? Don't you like me? I must have had too much to drink." "Ow," said Meat suddenly from the next bed, "quit pulling on it so rough." "Then get hard damn it," said Mandy. Vicki was running her hand across his chest. Booker grabbed her head and pushed her down. "Suck on it again," he said loud enough the others could hear. 

Booker felt her hair brush across his chest and then her lips kissed his stomach. They didn't linger, it was as if she were in a hurry to take his cock in her mouth again. She was leaning across him sucking on the tip and Booker leaned over, grabbing her ankle. He pulled her onto him in the sixtynine position. "Your pussy's soaked, you horny little slut," he said and there was a feminine gasp in the next bed. Soon the room was filled with slurping sounds and soft moans from Vicki's throat. 

The desire to please Booker was all she could think of as she tried to take more of his cock down her throat. It was getting easier as her throat loosened up, but then Booker's tongue ran up her slit and her world exploded. She reared up crying out with pleasure, squeezing her lips tight as she realized everyone could hear her. She had never cum before and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. It only renewed her determination to give Booker the best blow job he'd ever had. It was hard to concentrate though, as his skillful tongue was already triggering another orgasm to build up. Many minutes later, "My pussy can't take any more," whispered Vicki, then she squealed as Booker moved his tongue up to her ass. It felt weird, but nice and she wasn't about to tell him what to do. She would submit to whatever he wanted. 

"I'm cumming," groaned Booker. 

"Finally." It was Meat's voice in the darkness. 

"Its been twentyeight minutes," whispered Mandy back. "My god, it sounds like Vicki's drowning. Are those gulping sounds? I think she's swallowing it!" 

In the next room, Allison almost slipped on her way to the bathroom. She bent down to feel the object. It was an article of clothing. A strange, intoxicating smell was coming from it and she sniffed, then took a deeper whiff. It smelled of sex and she liked it. She carried it into the bathroom with her and turned the light on. It was the black man's briefs. It didn't matter, she buried her nose in the fabric and breathed the smell in. It made her hornier and she didn't think she could be any hornier then she was now. Allison looked in the mirror at herself holding the underwear to her nose. She was nude except for her skimpy panties and she could see a wet spot forming near her crotch. Her hand found its way under the waistband and a finger brushed along her slit. God that felt good. The guy she was with was getting ready to go back to his room embarrassed by his impotence. As soon as he was gone, she'd play with her pussy for a while. She left the bathroom, stopping near the door to the next room, the smell of sex was even stronger coming in from that room. It made her wish she were in there with Booker instead of Vicki. Once she thought of herself with the huge black man, the idea wouldn't leave her mind, though it was something she'd never do.




June Bugs Ch. 1



Meanwhile, Vicki had righted herself and Booker had rolled on top of her. Her face was buried in his chest, his body and manly scent enveloping her. He was so big, her legs spread wide around his waist opening her wide and she could feel the tip of his cock probing her pussy.

The girl shuddered beneath him as Booker pushed the head of his cock into a pussy that felt like a vice. Except for those sluts that had been with an enhanced man for a while, all women were tight, but Vicki's was the tightest pussy he had ever fucked. Booker needed to go slow working in an inch with every couple of thrusts. Beneath him, Vicki writhed in one long continuous orgasm, her screams muffled by his body. She jumped in pain as he passed eight inches, and Booker decided she wasn't ready for the whole thing yet. He started pounding her pussy to the point the bed was banging against the whole and practically jumping off the floor. It was too noisy to hear any voices, but he heard the door slam several times as people left and someone closed the door connecting the two rooms. Booker hunched his back and whispered in her ear, "beg for it. Tell me how much you love my cock."

In the next bed, Mandy had pushed Matt down under the covers and he was half-heartedly eating her pussy, still he had given her a small orgasm which only exacerbated her horny pussy, she wanted more. She wanted a big, hard cock the size of Bookers forcing her deep into the mattress. Only she wanted a big white dick fucking her. She despised blacks, hated them even, but she couldn't picture a white guy with a foot long cock, only Booker.

Booker had kneeled and was holding Vicki's legs wide as he teased her with his cock. "I love your cock," said Vicki not exactly sure what he wanted to hear and not used to being vocal during sex. "Fuck me, fuck me with your big cock."

"Does my big black cock stretch you out?" He asked loudly. 

"Sssh, they'll hear you," whispered Vicki. 

"They left, we're all alone."

"Oh, then yes, I love being filled with your big black cock. My pussy loves your black c..."

"Stop it," yelled Mandy, disgusted. "We're still here. I can't take this any more, come on Matt, we're going to the next room. She pulled Matt out of bed and walked to the adjoining door to the next room. Allison was there alone, her friend, plus Fred and Ginger had left. This room wasn't much better, she could still hear the bed banging and their voices, though it was softer. 

"Here it comes baby."

"Cum in my pussy," begged Vicki. A strong jet of cum hosed the depths of her pussy and Vicki had her biggest orgasm yet. Her eyes rolled back into her head, her toes curled, and she cried out in pleasure, not caring who heard her.

"Oh god," I should have made you wear a condom," said Vicki after she'd recovered. "There must be a gallon of cum in my pussy."

"The things don't fit or break over my big cock. I don't even try any more."

"I'm not using birth control, but I think it's safe."

"Good, cause I wanna fuck you doggy style next. Get on all fours."

"I'm outta here," said Meat in the next room.

Mandy didn't even reply as he dressed and left `for his room. He had been a great fuck last night, but had let her down tonight when she really needed it, tomorrow she'd find someone else to hook up with. 

"Oh Ow," cried Vicki. "No, keep it in. It's weird, but it feels kinda good to have your thumb stuck up there."

Mandy and Allison didn't sleep at all that night as Booker fucked Vicki all night long. They finally fell asleep around dawn as Booker snuck out to go to work.

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

"Good morning Booker," said Vicki grinning up at him as he sat beside Devon in the lifeguard chair. 

"S'up Vic," he said glancing at her then returning to surveying the waves.

"I was wondering Booker, the girls want to go on a booze cruise tonight and I was wondering if I should go with them." 

"Do whatever you want." 

"Would you like to come too?" Vicki's heart was beating nervously as she wondered why he was being so distant. 

"No, I'll probably go clubbing." 

Vicki felt sick to her stomach. Had he just used her for sex? Last night had been the most incredible of her life, she wanted to see him again, every night before she left if possible. "How about tomorrow then?" 

Vicki gasped as Booker looked down angrily at her. "Be right back," he said to Devon. Booker jumped down off the stand and grabbed Vicki by the arm hauling her out of ear shot of Devon. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" 

"What do you mean? I thought you liked me." 

"Your embarrassing me in front of my bro. I'm ashamed to even be talking to you." 

The damn broke and tears began pouring down Vicki's eyes. Booker's eyes didn't soften the least when she started crying. "I t-thought you said I w-was beautiful." 

"You are beautiful, that's the problem. No girl with your body should be wearing this piece of shit," he said poking at her swimsuit. "I wanna show off my woman to my buddies. Don't talk to me again unless you're appropriately attired." She was still crying as he went back to work. 

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

"No thanks, I'll wear it out," said Vicki to the sales woman. 

"Listen honey," said the girl in the bikini shop. "That thing's barely legal on you. The material on your panties keeps disappearing between your ass cheeks and thongs are illegal in Stony Harbor." 

"I'll have to keep pulling it out then. I like this one." 

"I think it's perfect," said the black salesman grinning at her. He was as big as Booker and wore a shark tooth necklace over a tight tank top. The way he was leering at her body, cemented her decision. 

Vicki left the store walking down the street the short distance to the boardwalk. She wore a tiny cheetah print bikini that exposed more of her breasts then it covered and was so tight you could see the outlines of her nipples which had remained hard and sensitive sense being with Booker yesterday. Every male eye that saw her, stared at her lustfully, approvingly, from old men to the numerous male teens crowding the boardwalk. Several boys said, hi to her, she just returned their greeting and kept walking. 

Vicki had a stop to make before going to the beach. In her hotel, she examined her crotch in the bathroom mirror and then pulled the bikini bottoms down. The bikini was too small. She grabbed her razor and began shaving her pussy, way too much hair was sticking out. 

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

"Holy shit mon," said Devon watching Vicki approach the lifeguard chair. "She did it." 

"Pay me the ten bucks later," said Booker jumping off the chair. He took Vicki's hand as she walked up. "Devon, this is Vicki. Isn't she beautiful?" 

"She sure is mon, gorgeous." 

"Keep an eye on things for me." Booker led Vicki back to the shack and nodded at the pimply faced kid who couldn't take his eyes off Vicki. 

A few minutes later, Vicki had her legs wrapped around Booker's waist as he lifted her up and down his shaft. Already her pussy was taking more of his cock then it had last night. She wanted it all by the time she had to go back home. "I'm glad you like my new suit," she said taking her tongue out of his mouth. 

"I love it and that smooth pussy too." 

"I'll do anything for you, for your cock." 

"Are you prepared to prove it?" Booker whispered his demand in her ear. 

A few minutes later. "Is this going to hurt?" Vicki was standing in the sand, bent at the waist her stomach resting on a stack of rubber rafts. 

"Yes, but I will go as easy as I can." Booker stuck the nozzle of the suntan lotion in Vicki's ass hole and squeezed. He had already coated his cock with lotion and he moved the head up to her anus. He held his cock by the base to steady it, slowly pushing forwards. 

"Oh god, it hurts." Vicki jerked forwards, but there was no where to go. "It feels like you're ripping me in two. It doesn't get any thicker does it?" 

"No," lied Booker. He hadn't even pushed the entire head in and the shaft under the head was quite thick. She jerked again as he pushed the entire head in. 

"I don't know if I can do this. It hurts, it doesn't feel good. Maybe if it was smaller?" 

"If it was smaller, you wouldn't be getting your ass fucked by a black man in a beach shack." 

Vicki didn't say anything as she knew he was right. "You're right, the pain is starting to fade." 

"Good. Then I'm going to start fucking you." 

Booker slowly pushed the head in and out. Vicki relaxed a little and he felt her ass muscles clench his cock a couple times. He started slipping a little more in with each thrust. He decided to get the hard part over with and shoved the thickest two inches in. "Aaagh," Vicki bucked her ass in pain. Her knuckles were gripping the rubber raft tightly and she had a grimace on her face as tears rolled down her eyes. "Take it out. Please." 

"Just give it a minute. Then if you want it out, I'll do so." Booker actually waited several minutes, repressing his urge to start thrusting his hips. He listened to her softly sob, her cries abating a little in the end. "Well Vicki, are you going to obey me or do you want me to pull out?" 

"It's not so bad now. I want you to fuck my ass with you big cock. Shove that black cock wherever you want." 

Booker smiled. She learned fast. He fucked her ass for a good twenty minutes managing to get half his cock in her. He bent one arm around her waist and played with her clit making sure she came several times. After cumming, he slowly pulled his cock out and watched light from the door reflect off the sperm he had deposited in her ass as it flowed out. He still wasn't used to the sheer amount of sperm his enhanced balls produced, nor how quickly they refilled. 

"Jesus, you're incredible," moaned Vicki pushing herself off the rafts. "I wish I wasn't leaving in three days." 

"We will just have to make good use of those three days then." 

"You mean it?" 

"Yeah, I'll take you out tonight. Let the others go on the booze cruise. I don't want to be stuck on a boat with a bunch of teenagers." 

"That's fine with me. The others have been kinda bitchy to me since last night. I think they're jealous." The way Vicki was smiling gave Booker the impression that she wasn't upset about being envied. "Apparently, while you were rocking my world, their guys performances left something to be desired." 

"White men often have problems when the see a superior black cock," said Booker watching her put the tiny bikini back on. Booker stared at her ass as they left the shack. The little bit of material that covered her ass and kept disappearing between her butt cheeks was soaked with semen. 

"Are you telling me that all black men have cocks like yours? I figured you were something special." 

"I am baby, but we're all hung. If you don't believe me walk down the beach and check out the packages on the black lifeguards versus the white." 

They reached the stand and Booker said,"Pick you up at eight." He was smirking as he climbed up beside Devon. 

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

"You got white gook all over the back of your leg," said Allison. 

"Oops, seagull got me," replied Vicki. She flicked the wad of cum off her leg wishing Allison wasn't watching then she could of lick it off her fingers. The two girls had went for a walk down the beach. Allison thought they were going to find Ginger while Vicki wanted to verify what Booker had told her about black men was true. She was shocked to see that it was. Every black lifeguard had a huge bulge. Some even had giant cock-heads extending beyond their suits. 

They found Ginger besides Fred's chair. He had a gorgeous blonde surfer type lifeguard sitting beside him that Allison stared at constantly. 

As they walked back to their blankets, Allison said, "can I hang out with you tonight?" 

"Oh, I'm doing something with Booker." 

Allison's eyes showed her disapproval. She wasn't a bigot like Mandy, but she clearly didn't approve of mingling between the races. "Come on, I get motion sickness. I really don't want to be stuck on a boat for three hours. Plus, that lame guy I hooked up with last night is going." 

"I guess you could hang with us." 

"Hey maybe Booker could set me up with that viking god sitting beside Fred?" 

"I'll ask him." 

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

"Nope," said Booker. "I ain't gonna hook her up with no white boy. Devon here will come with us if you want." 

"She won't date a black guy. No offense Devon." 

"She don't know what she missin mon," said the black islander. 

"We won't tell her then," said Booker. "Tell her I'll set her up with Sven and then say he canceled at the last minute. Devon will take his place." 

"I don't like lying to my friends," said Vicki. 

"You want her lookin down her nose at you for sleeping with me? Devon will just have to change her mind about black men." 

"She has been kinda snooty lately." 

"Good, I'll pick you both up at eight." 

"Tonight then," said Vicki. 

The End



June Bugs Ch. 2



Allison held her mouth tightly shut to keep from crying out as she had a small, unsatisfying orgasm that only made her horniness worse. Hopefully, a big nordic stud would take care of her cravings later tonight. She pulled her two fingers out of her pussy and looked at them amazed at the amount of fluid coating them. She had never been this wet before or this horny. It was driving her crazy and the guy she had hooked up with last night had been a limp dicked wimp. She had laid beside him desperately tugging on his penis to make it hard while her friend Vicki got the fucking of a lifetime by an overmuscled black guy with a big horse cock. It wasn't fair at all. 

Allison didn't hate blacks, she just believed the races should stay apart and now her good friend had succumbed to sleeping with a black guy. Worse, Booker the lifeguard reeked of sexual prowess and even she felt an animal attraction to him. Even stranger, somehow he had completely changed Vicki. The shy girl had come out of her shell, fucking, sucking, and even buying a new skimpy bikini to please her black lover. Could he be that good in bed?

Allison lowered her spread legs and put them on the floor. She was still breathing heavy from cumming when she stood up off the toilet and turned the shower on. 

In the shower, she prayed Sven would fuck her like Booker fucked Vicki. The big blonde youth had sat high in his lifeguard chair looking like a god as he scanned the swimmers. She asked Vicki to get Booker to set them up. Booker had agreed. 

Allison got out of the shower and admired her body while she fixed her long red hair. She had a nice tan going which made her freckles fainter. She had large breasts capped by rose colored nipples, a thin waist, wide hips, and a hairy red bush. The only jewlery she wore was an ankle bracelet and a birthstone stud in her pierced bellybutton. 

She dressed in a sheer green bra and matching panties. The underwear was really sexy and thin enough her erect nipples would push out the material through her shirt. It would look like an accident, but she knew it would attract the stares of any male who glanced at her. She wore a tight tee shirt so short it stopped about an inch above her bellybutton and shorts that started an inch below her belly button. The shorts were tight and complimented her ass. The outfit said, sexy, not slutty and she hoped it would make Sven's dick hard when he saw her.

Allison left the bathroom and her jaw dropped when she saw Vicki. Her formerly conservative friend was wearing a short sundress that showed her ample cleavage and the fact that she was clearly not wearing a bra. Vicki's hard nipples, indeed, the entire white globes of her big breasts showed clearly through the black material. Allison liked her friend better when she was shy. 

"Booker will be here soon, then we're gonna go get your date."

"So where we going?"

"Booker knows a bar we can get in."

"Cool." Just as she spoke, there was a pounding on the door and Vicki rushed to open it, throwing herself into Booker's arms and kissing him deeply. Allison crinkled her nose in distaste, but was a little envious.

"Damn baby, you look fine," said Booker stepping back to check out Vicki. "You look pretty hot too Allison." Her outfit worked, Booker's eyes zoomed in on her nipples. She felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine as his eyes surveyed her body. "Lets get going."

"So Booker, what's Sven like?" Allison asked as they walked down several blocks.

Booker shrugged. "I barely know the guy. Here we are." He knocked on an apartment door and another black man came out, slapping hands together with Booker like black men do. "By the way, Sven has a girlfriend so I asked Devon to come with us. Devon this is Allison."

"Ya mon, I saw her on the beach."

"But I thought you were setting me up with Sven?"

"I told you he has a girlfriend. Vicki told me you needed a date. Devon liked what he saw of you on the beach and agreed to come along. You don't have a problem with black men do you?"

Allison gulped under the gazes of the two powerful black men. Both could snap her in two with their hands and were so big, she was always staring into their chests. "No, of course not." Allison didn't know what to say. Booker had already seen her hooking up with that guy last night and she couldn't lie and say she had a boyfriend. "Lets go." She'd just claim to be tired and bugger out early. Her night and her chances of getting laid were ruined.

Devon smiled and walked beside her. They followed Booker and Vicki who held hands and every now and then Booker would let go and cup her ass. Allison tried to make small talk. "So Devon, where you from?"

"Trinibogo, it's a small island in the Carribean."

"What's it like?" 

"Very beautiful and undeveloped. Also we are very poor. There are less then 500 people on the island and we are all fisherman. My people contributed to send me here to get an education. Now I work and send money to my family whenever I can."

"I see." There was something very noble about the black man. 

They walked a couple blocks from the beach to one of Stony Harbor's night clubs. It closed all winter, but opened in May with a big party. Tonight being Friday, a good-sized crowd was gathering here and the main entrance already had a line forming as the bouncers checked IDs.

Booker led them past the line to a back entrance where a giant back bouncer stood guard. The three black men talked a bit and the bouncer stepped asside letting them in. Allison watched his eyes check out Vicki's body as she passed and then he turned his gaze on her and she flushed as she entered the bar.

The club was packed. There were several hundred people, mostly whites in their 20's and 30's, but here and there was a black man. Each black man seemed a head taller then the rest of the crowd and all were muscular, line-backer types. She didn't see many black girls, the few she did spot were light-skinned with groups of whites. The black men were all with white women. Some she recognized as lifeguards. The beach was an entirely different culture then she was used to in rural Pennsylvania. 

Booker and Devon went up to the bar to get some drinks. Allison chatted with Vicki while they waited and Allison noticed a good-looking guy sitting on a stool with some friends checking her out. He smiled at her and she smiled back. His handsome face disappeared as Devon's massive chest blocked her line of vision. The black man held a drink out to her. "What's this?" she asked.

"It's a sex on the beach," he said.

Allison took it and sipped the sweet drink. "Not bad."

"You ever have sex on the beach?"

"No, I'm just used to beer."

"Well maybe later." The band came on making conversation impossible. Devon leaned down so that his mouth was in her ear. "You want to dance?"

Not with him, but she figured if he was buying the drinks, why the hell not?"

The four danced for several songs, either Booker or Devon leaving from time to time for refills. Allison found herself becoming quite drunk and was thankful for all the activity as it helped burn off some of the booze. Mostly, the dancing was hands in the air as the floor was too crowded, but sometimes Devon would grab her hips and pull her into him. His cock would press into her belly each time he did so and it felt huge. It was at least as big as Booker's and each time it touched her she felt her resistance to interracial sex wavering.

Allison needed some air and squeezed out of the dance floor. She looked back, Vicki was mashed between Booker and Devon. Their arms were in the air holding their drinks to keep from spilling them as people bumped into them. Allison turned around and found herself standing before the handsome guy who had checked her out earlier. "Hi," he said."

"Hi."

"I'm Jerry." 

"Allison." He was medium build, kind of wirey, with a handsome face. He looked to be in his mid-twenties and probably assumed she was twentyone.

"You with the black guy?"

"Not really."

"Good. Can I buy you a drink?"

"Sure." Jerry turned around and got the bartenders attention. He turned back with a beer and a big glass filled with what looked like lemonaid. "What's this?" She sipped it, it was good, but strong.

"A margarritta. You've never had one?" He had one eyebrow raised.

"Sure," she lied. "It's just I usually drink beer." Allison chatted with Jerry, swaying a little on her feet, the margaitta not helping her. She decided she liked the good-looking guy. He would be the one she took home tonight.

A big hand rested on Allison's shoulder and turned her around. "Hey, where'd you get the drink?" asked Devon.

"Jerry bought it for me." Allison pointed a finger at Jerry.

"Yeah dude, she said she wasn't with you or nuthin." The white guy didn't appear too scared of Devon, probably felt safe with his friends.

"Thanks mon," said Devon the Jerry, then to Allison, "You ready to hit the dance floor again?"

"No, I think I need to go to the bathroom." Vicki showed up at that moment and the two girls went together.

"Yeah, I need to go whiz too," said Jerry standing up. "Meet you here when your finished," he called to Allison.

In the girl's room, Vicki went first and talked to Allison through the stall walls. "I love being out and all, but I can't wait to get back to our room and feel Booker's big cock in me again."

"VICKI! What's gotten into you?"

"Black cock, that's what. Sorry, Booker likes me to talk dirty, so I've been practising. What do you think of Devon?"

"He's nice and all."

"You gonna fuck him?" Vicki came out and Allison took her place in the stall while Vicki checked her make up.

"Of course not."

"Why not?"

"He's black."

"Listen Allie, I've seen his bulge, he's huge. That things a real pussy pleaser. He'll give you the best fucking of your life with it. Trust me I know. I don't know what I'm gonna do when we get home, fuck some black guy on the basketball team I guess.

"What if (Hic) your parents find out?"

"They won't. Say, if that's whats holding you back, Mandy and Allison don't have to know you fucked a black guy. It'll be our little secret."

"I'm not gonna fuck a black guy Vicki. (Hic) I'm gonna take that pretty boy I was talking to home. (Hic) I just hope Devon understands." 

"A black cock in your throat will cure them hiccups."

"No (hic) thanks." Allison was a little disgusted with her friend's behaviour.

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

Jerry was pissing in the urinal when a voice behind him said, "Hey mon, stay away from my girl."

"She says she's not your girl buddy." Jerry zipped up his pants and flushed the urinal. "That means she's fair game. May the best man win."

"I don't have time to fuck around with you mon. She's leavin soon and I need to fuck her tonight. I'm tellin ya, stay away from her."

"Or what? Fuck with me and I'll have the bouncers throw you out. I don't care how big you are." No doubt the big black guy could kick his ass, but he wasn't about to be intimidated. He was relieved when the black guy turned his back, but he didn't leave, he flipped the lock on the bathroom door. Jerry suddenly felt scared.

The next thing Jerry knew, the black man had an iron grip on his throat, his back was againt a stall wall and his feet were several inches off the ground. He swung futiley at the man's muscled arm but it was like hitting a brick wall. The black tightened his grip on his throat until Jerry quit beating. then the black guy dropped him. He slid down, falling on his ass. 

The black man grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head up, slapping him across the face, only it wasnt with his hand, it was with his penis and it was th biggest monster cock Jerry had ever seen. The black man slapped him several times with it and it stung. 

"Look at it, mon. That's a cock. Can you do better? I bet you have a little noodle hiding in your pants." Jerry felt his own penis crawling up into his scrotum from fear as the hard black penis cracked against his jaw. "That bitch out there is hot for some cock. You can't satisfy her." Jerry was really scared now and thinking he might offer to blow the man's big cock if he promised not to hurt him. Just as he was parting his lips, the black man pulled away and turned to pee in the urinal. Jerry stared at the cock as it peed above his head. The black man finished and shook it, drops of urine flying everywhere some even missing the urinal and falling on Jerry's pant leg. "You stay away from her mon," said the black guy leaving.

It took a while for Jerry to get up the courage to get off the floor. He laid there as two other people peed. They must of assumed he was drunk. Within seconds, he had gone from cool and confident, to emasculated and willing to suck some guys cock to keep from getting hurt. He could practically smell the fear in the room. This event haunted Jerry for a long time. 

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Allison looked around for Jerry, but couldn't find him. She could barely walk, she was so drunk and it was getting late, but at least her hiccups had stopped. Devon came out of the bathroom. "Come on, we're getting out of here," he said.

"Lets walk down to the boardwalk," said Booker as the four of them left.

Not getting laid tonight, thought Allison thinking about Jerry. Where had he disappeared too? He was probably looking for her right now. Devon put his arm around her to keep her steady. She appreciated it, it felt safe to have his arm around her. 

They reached the boardwalk which was practically deserted at night this time of year. On the corner sat a fancy motel with an outdoor pool and a jacuzzi lit by underwater lights. It was too fancy to be overflowing with June bugs."Want to go pool hopping?" asked Booker.

"Yeah mon, sounds fun," said Devon.

Allison just wanted to go to bed and was about to protest when Devon's strong hands grabbed her waist and lifted her over the fence. "But I'm not wearing a bathing suit."

"I'm not even wearing a bra," laughed Vicki. "Come on, we'll strip down over there where it's darker."

"Only if they promise not to look."

"We promise," said Booker. The two black men were shirtless already and starting on their shorts.

Allison took off her shirt and shorts, feeling naked in the sheer bra and panties. Much to her amazement, Vicki just pulled the sundress over her head. All she was wearing was a small thong that left her ass cheeks bare. She didn't even try covering her big breasts.

"Ooooo," it's freezing," said Vicki testing the water with her foot. Then without another word, she jumped in.

Allison decided to take the plunge and followed her. "Holy shit, it's cold," she said coming back to the surface. 

They swam down to the black men at the other end of the pool already in the water. "Sorry ladies, it doesn't get warm until mid-July," said Booker, "but it's warmer then the ocean."

"Brrrr," Allison's teeth were chattering. Her already hard nipples were growing even bigger from the cold, aching a little.

"Let's move to the jacuzzi," said Devon. "Great idea." Vicki swam to the ladder and climbed up, both black men staring at her exposed ass. She turned around to show off her breasts and then ran over to the jacuzzi.

"Would you two turn around?" They did, and Allison ran over to the jacuzzi herself. She quickly sat down and watched the black men, getting the shock of her life. Booker and Devon used their powerful muscles to raise themselves out of the water. They were skinny dipping. Their huge cocks swung ponderously as they slowly walked over to the jacuzzi. Despite the freezing pool, despite the cold night air, thier cocks were still swollen and plump, longer soft and dangling then any erect white penis she had ever seen. 

Allison had a blank, shocked expression on her face as Devon sat down beside her. The four talked for some time, Allison was surprised she actually liked Devon's company. Vicki moaned and Allison saw that her eyes were closed. Booker had one hand underwater, so did Vicki and as Allison stared, Booker's cock-head broke the surface and rose up out of the water like a big black sea serpent.

Booker raised himself out of the water and sat on the edge, his hard cock sticking out abve his huge balls splayed over the jacuzzi rim. Vicki leaned over and wrapped her lips around his dick. Allison stared in amazement until she felt Devon's hand wrap around her wrist, bringing it underwater over to his cock. Before coming to her senses and pulling her hand back, she stroked his entire shaft, even the knobby head. "I can't," she said.

Devon nodded. "We should leave them alone then."

Allison nodded back. She felt a strong desire to watch her friend slurp on Booker's huge cock, but the smell of the chlorine was strong and making her sick to her stomach. Vicki looked up long enough to say, "you don't know what your missing."

Devon stood up and she saw that his cock was as long as Booker's, at least a foot and even a little thicker. It bobbed before him as he walked over and stole a towel from a balcony handing it to her like a gentleman. 

Allison dried off, then dressed. Devon lifted her over the fence again and they walked off down the boardwalk. "Lets walk back down the beach," said Devon. He pulled her off the boardwalk before she responded.

They were walking down the beach and stopped near a lifeguard chair. Devon put his hands on Allison's shoulder and turned her so that she was facing him. He leaned forward to kiss her and she froze. "What's wrong?"

"N-othing, I'm just very tired and drunk, that's all."

"Is it cause I'm black?"

"No of course not."

"Have you ever been with a black man?"

"No."

"Neither had your friend. Now she's hooked on black cock. I doubt if another white boy will ever get his penis near her pussy."

"She's just going a little wild because she's on vacation, that's all." Allison wasn't so sure she was right, but said it anyway.

"You're on vacation too. Why don't you go a little wild. Try something new." He was pushing down on her shoulders as he spoke. Her legs were already shakey from the booze and she fell to her knees, her face staring right at his crotch. 

"What are you doing?" Allison asked. Devon was opening his shorts.

"No one will ever have to know Allison." He was unzipping his pants now. "Just check out my cock and tell me that you don't want it." Devon's cock looked like it hadn't shrunk at all since he'd gotten dressed. The head was sticking out well above the waist band of his briefs. He flipped his underwear down and his cock fell down like a tree, pointing right at her face. "I know your horny Allison. Just try it this once, then you can go back to your friends and tell them nothing happened. I wont tell anyone." "Yeah, sure you won't" Without the chlorine, she could smell his cock now. It was a musky, manly smell that had her mouth and pussy watering. She licked her lips looking at it.

"I promise," he replied. 

Allison reached up and lovingly caressed his shaft. She did want to try out a cock this big even if it was black. She leaned forward, kissing the tip of his cock, surprised that she wanted to do this for him. She wasn't into cock sucking. She'd only done it with about three boys, ones she really liked. She didn't enjoy it, except that they often returned the favor and the fact that it made boys putty in her hands. She ran her tongue around the head and then down the shaft, lovingly coating every square inch of Devon's cock. She finished coating it and returned to the head, opening wide and taking it in her mouth.

She stared down the rest of his shaft while sucking on his cock-head. Her eyes crossed as his shaft seemed to extend forever until it reached his crotch. 

Allison began bobbing her head. Her knees dug into the sand as she tried to cram as much cock into her mouth as she could without choking. Waves were breaking nearby, the water almost reaching her feet. The cool sea breeze was blowing up her shorts, making her soaked panties clammy. She was bobbing her head so fast her neck was hurting. She wanted to taste his cum. She wanted to make him happy. She wanted to feel him deep in her pussy. The last thought, scared her. If he came in her mouth, she wouldn't be able to feel his cock inside her. She jerked back, his glistening cock flying up out of her mouth and slapping into his belly.




June Bugs Ch. 2



"Whoa, put them lips back on that cock."

"But I want to feel you in my pussy."

"That ain't a white dick you're servicing, that's a black cock. It'll be ready for your pussy. Now finish sucking me off."

Allison obeyed, not believeing him, but desirous of making him happy. She managed nine inches in her mouth and throat before she felt she couldn't take anymore. Next time, she'd swallow it all. Next time? Exactly at what point had she decided this wasn't a one time thing? Probably the moment she kissed his dick.

Allison almost didn't get to taste his sperm. Devon came with a grunt, he grabbed the back of her head and held her still as his cock pumped sperm directly into her belly. He held it there a long time before removing it. Luckily, she squeezed his shaft tightly as he pulled out, milking one last wad of cum which she rolled around on her tongue before swallowing. She liked it.

Devon pulled her to her feet and she let him strip her there on the beach, the shadowy forms of late night revelers walking down the distant boardwalk.

Devon grabbed her hips and with no effort at all, he lifted her high and sat her down on the foot rest of the lifeguard chair. It was situated at just the right height, for his face to be staring right between her legs. He pulled her legs wide and stepped between them. 

"Oh my," she said when Devon's tongue licked between her labia. She automatically opened her legs as wide as they would go as the black man nibbled on her pussy lips, then sucked her clit between his lips. He moved back down her slit and she stared at her engorged clit. She had never seen it so swollen and distended. It throbbed with arousal. Devon jabbed his tongue inside her and licked up, it curled around her clit and she came. It was the most powerful orgasm of her young life. It put all the ones little boys had given her to shame.

Devon pushed her legs up and back, opening her up for him. He started furiously running his hard tongue up and down while she softly moaned. The angle was such that her sphincter was pointing at him. His tongue kept getting closer and closer to it and then it was running all around her little rosebud, pushing into it, then moving back up to her clit. He repeated this and Allison discovered it was possible for her to have more then one orgasm. She came three more times before he quit.

Devon climbed onto the lifeguard chair and sat down. He pulled her to her feet and turned her around so that she faced him. His cock was half-hard and on the rise. He grabbed the tip and tugged it twice. When he let go, it was completely hard again. "Ride me," he said grabbing the base of his cock and holding it out.

Allison put one knee on either side of Devon's big form and lifted herself up, so that his huge cockhead was poised to enter her pussy. She moaned as she slowly lowered herself. The head alone stretched her labia wide apart and she was grateful his tongue had loosened her up for it. She began raising and lowering herself over the end of his dick, taking a little more with each bounce until she had half of it stuck in her pussy stretching her out like never before.

"Just take it all, then you can go back to your little white dicks."

Allison came to a realization. "I'm not going back. Vicki was right. I only want to be fucked by big cocks...black cocks from now on." 

"Then fuck that big black cock slut. Ride it."

Allison did just that, slamming her ass down hard with each bounce to force more cock into her. Soon Allison was bouncing on all twelve inches like a mad woman. A scream was forming in back of her throat and Devon clamped his hand across her mouth just as she came and held her still. She writhed on his cock like a bitch in heat unware that three drunks were passing them less then ten feet away. Devon let go of her mouth and she started riding him again.

Allison's knees hurt against the hard wood of the chair, but she didn't care. She bounced almost until she couldn't move anymore and he came deep inside her pussy. He filled her womb with another large load of sperm, some primitive desire wishing he was giiving her a baby, but knowing it was impossible thanks to the pill. Allison collapsed against Devon's hard muscular chest and heard two people clapping.

"Come on," said Vicki, "lets go back to the room and fuck these two studs in a comfy bed.

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The two girls giggled together the whole way to the room. Allison kept thanking Vicki for setting this up. Both rooms were empty when they got there. Ginger was at Fred's and Mandy must have met somebody on the booze cruise. They each took an adjoining room but left the connecting doors open. 

Devon got up to go to the bathroom and returned with a bottle of sun tan lotion. "What's that for?" asked Allison.

"I'm gonna introduce your ass to black cock."

"That thing will rip me in two."

"I'll go easy."

Allison was still apprehensive as Devon coated her sphincter with lotion, even pushing one beefy finger in her ass up to the knuckle. Just his finger felt huge in her virgin ass and when he added a second finger she winced in pain.

Devon removed his finger and placed the tip of his cock against her ass hole. She could feel lotion dripping off it and was thankful he had coated his cock so thoroughly. Devon pushed and Allison jumped in pain as her sphincter stretched wide. She tried to pull away from it, but the strong black man wrapped an arm around her waist and held her tight. Just when she thought the pain was unbearable, her sphincter closed around the thick head and Devon stopped holding it still so that she could grow used to it. It hurt again when Devon started pushing more in. He took his time and she was thankful he was making this as painless as possible. He managed to squeeze a little more then half in and after awhile she started to like it.

Allsion heard Vicki talking dirty in the next room. "Fuck my white pussy. I love that big black cock." She decided to ape her friend, after all Vicki had been doing this a day longer then she had. "Shove that black cock into my tight white ass," she shouted loud enough for Vicki and Booker to hear. For the next half hour, the two girls seemed to compete seeing who had the filthiest mouth. Finally, Allison shouted "Fill my ass with your hot cum," loud enough she drowned out Vicki's cries of pleasure.

"Gotta piss baby," said Devon pulling his cock out of her ass. She winced as he turned the light on in the bathroom and she covered her eyes. Allison laid there on her stomach feeling her ass slowly close and Devon's sperm welling up to the surface until it began to flow down her crack. He turned the light off and the room was plunged back into darkness.

Allison felt Devon's cock poking at her face and she moved her mouth up to take the head inside her mouth. He was hard as a rock. This big black man was like no other she had ever encountered. Booker too, because the squeals of pleasure were starting back up in Vicki's room. Allison was thankful he had apparently washed his cock when he went to piss. She couldn't taste the sun tan lotion nor her ass. He pulled his cock out and flipped her over. Soon he had thrown her legs over his arms and was fucking the hell out of her again. "Jesus, your big cock is making me cum again. Oh god, oh god, here it cu..."

"Actually, this is the first time it's made you cum," said Booker grunting.

The men had switched places, but Allison was too far gone to care. Her pussy squeezed his cock tight as she writhed in orgasm.

It was a night of many firsts for Allison. Booker filled her womb with a huge load of sperm as big as Devon's and they laid side by side resting while she played with his limp cock. "Climb on board," he said as it turned hard again.

Allison mounted him. She wanted to go slow and took her time raising and lowering herself over his cock. She felt someone climb on the bed behind her and a cock poked at her ass. "Where's Vicki?" asked Booker.

"She passed out mon," said Devon pushing his big knobby cock back into her ass.

She fucked them both, the joy of having both holes plugged at the same time brought forth her biggest orgasms yet. They took turns slamming their cocks into her then filled her at the same time. Allison passed out from the pleasure before they even came.

She woke up later alone on the bed, fresh deposits of sperm pouring out both holes. The sounds of heavy fucking were coming from Vicki's room now. She closed her eyes and slept the few hours until dawn.

In the morning, Booker and Devon both kissed her and then Vicki goodbye. "You girls want to do this again tommorrow night?" asked Booker.

"Yes," they both said together.

"We'll start early and hit the bar. Then we know this party that starts tonight and is gonna happen every Saturday all summer. It's a long walk down the beach, but it should be worth it.

"As long as we get plenty of time to fuck you two," said Vicki and Allison nodded agreement.

"That can be arranged," said Booker. "Oh by the way, you should invite Ginger and Mandy too. We'll see that they have a good time also. See you on the beach.

The two girls nodded as the black men left them.

The End



June Bugs Ch. 3



June Bugs: Part 3

An E&I Beach Story

Ginger arched her back so that her breasts thrust out. She almost giggled at the expressions on her admirers faces as the teen boys stared at her bikini clad body. Men were so predictable, her breasts could get her whoever she wanted. They were big, heavy and if she followed in her mom's footsteps, they would turn into huge udders sagging over a fat belly, but for now she wouldn't trade them for all the money in the world. 

Nor did she look like her mother at this time. Ginger had gained five pounds in the last year, enough to turn her thin teen body voluptuous. Her bosom and ass jiggled excitedly when she walked or ran. None of the teen boys that filled the beach this senior week could resist staring as she walked by. 

"So, what are you doing tonight?" said a boy. "Yeah, want to go to a party?" asked another. 

"No thanks boys, I'm going to a club tonight." She smiled as the boys left. Ginger loved being the center of attention. Something inside her wandered if she shouldn't pick one to fuck tonight. She had hooked up with Fred, a hot lifeguard who rocked her world the first night, but had been a big disappointment since. His nice hard dick had turned into a limp noodle, their second night together made worse by the fact that she had been the horniest she'd ever been in her life that same night and was still horny. She hadn't given up hope, he was coming to the bar with them tonight, and she really liked him, but she really needed to get laid. 

Worse, Fred had a black buddy with a foot long penis that she had seen fully hard playing strip quarters and she even squeezed it when no one was looking. That huge black cock had insinuated it's way into her brain and she couldn't look at Booker without picturing him naked. Her good friend Vicki was fucking him and had never seemed happier. Lucky bitch! 

"Where the hell is Allison going?" asked Mandy. She was lying beside Ginger. Her friend had a skinny body with very pale skin and a beautiful face. Her breasts were medium sized, but looked big on her skinny frame. 

Ginger followed Mandy's gaze. Allison was walking in the distance, talking with another black lifeguard. They were walking near a beach shack, probably going towards the boardwalk. "I don't know," she said looking at Mandy. When they looked back, Allison and the black guy had disappeared. 

"I'm looking forward to tonight," said Ginger smiling as some boys tripped over each other staring at her. 

"I guess. I just don't like hanging out with a black guy." 

"A black guy with a huge dick." 

"That thing isn't natural. No woman could handle something that big." 

"Vicki hasn't complained." Allison shook her head at the expression of disgust on Mandy's face. "Get over it Mandy. Vicki seems happy and if I had seen that big dick first, who knows, I might of tried it out myself. How was that boy you hooked up with on the booze cruise?" 

"He was ok, didn't last very long, but then we were both pretty drunk. What about Fred?" 

"Still no action since the night of our room party. Sucks, he's so good-looking and was great that first night. I like him, but this is vacation, I need a good fucking." 

"I can help," said a skinny boy checking her out as he walked by. 

"No thanks," she said, then to Mandy, "Booker seemed to last all night with Vicki." 

"Ain't natural." 

"Speaking of Fred, he's waving for me to come talk to him." Ginger stood up looking at Fred in the distance on the lifeguard chair. 

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Ginger pulled down the tight tee shirt. It left about an inch of her belly bare occasionally showing her navel. She knew men liked this look. A big star on the chest of the shirt seemed to emphasize her bra-less breasts. Small, tight shorts and sandals completed her outfit. 

Ginger walked out of the bathroom into the motel room and saw that she wasn't the only one bra-less. Allison was dressed like Ginger was, only Allison's shirt showed off her entire belly, drawing attention to her belly button ring. Her breasts and nipples really stuck out under the shirt. Vicki was wearing a tight sun dress that showed every curve of her fantastic body. Ginger couldn't see any panty lines. Her formerly conservative friend wasn't wearing any underwear! Mandy was wearing a two piece blue top and skirt, that showed off her navel and complimented her pale skin. Ginger couldn't see her nipples and assumed she was wearing a bra. She strongly considered changing into something even sexier, not liking that her friends looked as good as she did. 

There was a pounding on the door and Vicki let Booker in. He was followed by Fred and another black guy, Devon the islander. Booker gave Vicki a kiss so big, Ginger almost wondered if they'd stay behind in the motel room while the others went out. Then Devon gave Allison an equally big kiss, shocking Mandy who turned even paler if possible. Two of their friends had gone black! Ginger was instantly jealous as Fred came over and gave her a little peck on the lips. Allison had found herself a big black guy to satisfy her. She glanced down at Devon's crotch, knowing she would see a giant bulge and she wasn't disappointed. Then something weird happened, Devon leaned over and gave Vicki a kiss on the lips. Instead of looking upset, Booker did the same to Allison. What exactly happened last night while me and Mandy were on the booze cruise, she wondered? 

Ginger held hands with Fred as they walked to the club. Mandy held back, the odd girl out without a date. Vicki and Allison were all over their black studs. They arrived at the back door of the club and a huge black bouncer let them in, staring at each girl's body as they passed. 

Ginger's eyes lit up the moment she saw the crowded bar. This was the magical place people over twentyone partied at. This was a place where she could shine, be stared at while she danced, have men by her drinks, and just three more years to go till she could go to bars all the time. 

It was everything she thought it would be. Ginger rarely left the dance floor, the guys bought rounds, returning with drink after drink in their hands. As soon as Fred was gone to the bar or bathroom, some man would move in trying to dance with her. The men left Vicki and Allison alone, knowing they were with the giant black men. Some were pretty cute and she almost wished Fred hadn't come along, she kept her fingers crossed praying he would get an erection tonight to satisfy her needy pussy. Even Mandy seemed to be having a good time, dancing with several men. 

One time while Fred was at the bar, Vicki and Allison were in the bathroom leaving Devon and Booker to dance with her. Booker came in from the front while Devon moved in from the rear. They mashed her between them so tightly, she could feel her hard nipples bending against Booker's muscled chest. She also felt Booker's huge cock pushing into her belly and Devon's resting above her ass. The strangest thing happened when she felt their cocks, her pussy already wet and horny for days, suddenly got a fresh coating of lubrication. Her pussy lips swelled and slowly parted as if it were begging for their cocks. The sexual power these men gave off was unbelieveable. Ginger knew that if she didn't get out from between them, she might beg one or both(that was a new idea) to fuck her and betray her two friends. 

Ginger squeezed out from between them just as the two girls returned distracting the black men. She found herself staring into the tee shirt covered chest of another large black man. "You are hot," said the man. 

"Sorry, I'm here with someone." 

"I'm not trying to pick you up, I just want to see your tits." 

"Well that's forward." He was quite handsome. 

"Name's Willie. Lift your shirt up and I will give you this hundred dollar bill." 

Ginger stared at the bill in Willie's beefy hand. "Here?" 

"Yes, here. You're the hottest girl in this bar. Show them to the world. Just lift your shirt up for a few seconds and I will give you the money." 

Ginger looked at Fred. He was still leaning on the bar trying to get waited on. None of her other friends were looking at her. "Alright, real quick." Ginger untucked her shirt and pulled it up over her breasts. Her nipples were fat and stuck out half an inch, pointing upwards on her giant chest. 

"Now smile and look over there," said Willie staring at her magnificent chest. 

Ginger looked to her left and quickly pulled her shirt down in horror when she saw the other giant black man holding the video camera pointed at her. "What the..." Several people nearby had seen her and whistled, clapped, or made noises. 

"Did you get us?" asked Willie. He handed Ginger the money. 

"Yeah bro, you two look good together. That's a great rack baby. You oughta be in pictures." 

"Who are you? What's going on?" 

"I'm Latrell. We're makiing videos of hot girls." 

"Listen, I'm underage, my mom will kill me if she finds out." 

"Tough shit. Your hot bod is gonna be all over tv selling videos. "Girls Gone Black" is gonna make millions." 

Ginger felt the color drain from her face. What do you mean "Girl's Gone Black"?" 

"It was my idea," said Willie. "Make a video to sell on tv of hot, young, white girls showing their bodies to black men." 

"My dad's gonna kill me," she murmured. "Hey, you didn't have my permission..." 

"You took the money baby," said Latrell. "Goods for services. Tell you what, meet us outside where we can talk quietly and we'll discuss it. Who knows, you might convince us." 

"Alright, give me a few minutes." Ginger looked for her friends, Vicki was closest. "Vic, I think I drank too much. I'm gonna go get some fresh air." 

"I think we're leaving soon to go to the big party. Booker says it's a several mile walk." 

"Ok, I'll meet you out front. Tell Fred where I went, ok?" 

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

Fred got back with a handful of drinks. "Where'd Ginger go?" 

"Wasn't feeling well," said Vicki. "She's gonna meet us out front when we leave." 

"I'll go wait with her," he said. It took Fred a long time to get through the crowd. When he arrived at the entrance, he didn't see Ginger, but he saw a girl that looked like Ginger a block away walking towards the boardwalk. She was walking between two huge male figures. 

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

"Look guys, I need that tape," said Ginger hurrying to keep up with the large strides of the two men. 

"Nope," said Latrell. "You might as well go back to your friends. We're going to another bar for more pictures." 

"Please, I'm begging you?" 

"I wouldn't let you have the tape if you offered to wrap your lips around my black cock," said Willie. 

Ginger gasped, the idea sent a surge of pleasure up her spine. She knew just by looking at them, that they had huge cocks. Cocks that wouldn't have any problem getting hard unlike Fred's. Cocks that would make her scream like Vicki had with Booker. "How about if I offered to suck both of you off then? 

That stopped the black men. "You just got my attention," said Latrell, "but this tape is worth a fortune. A blow job won't cut it, I want to stick my cock anywhere I want on your body." 

"Me too," said Willie. Ginger looked shocked, but her pussy lips were swelling again. Willie added, "don't pretend you don't want it bitch. Once you get some big black cock in you, limp dicked white men will never satisfy you again. You'll do it or your dad will see a black bar across his daughter's tits the next night he watches tv." 

"Ok," she said meekly. 

"Come on then," said Latrell taking her hand and pulling her down the steps to the beach. He led her under the boardwalk. "Get on your knees and take my cock out." Ginger just looked at him a little shocked. "Do it bitch, I don't have all night." 

Ginger fell to her knees in the cold sand. Light from the street lamps filtered through the planks above her head, illuminating Latrell and making him look striped. He was wearing khaki pants with a belt, she reached out and started unbuckling the belt. Beside her, Willie was already stripping of his jeans. She pulled Latrell's belt out of his pants and ran the palm of her hand across his bulge. She gasped as she felt the length and thickness of it. Her hands moved up and fumbled with the buttons. She hurried though she didn't want to seem to enthusiastic, after all these men were essentially blackmailing her. 

Ginger tugged his pants down and then grabbed his boxer shorts. She pulled his boxers out and down, watching his huge cock fall out like a felled redwood. His cock was as long as Booker's, but thinner. Latrell also didn't have the foreskin that Booker's had. Latrell's cock was a light brown with a lighter head. His cock-head was big and knobby. The shaft hovered, not quite straight out, revealing a huge nut sack as big as Booker's. 

Out of Ginger's circle of friends, she was the only one who liked giving blow jobs. It gave her power over the man making them putty in her hands. Plus, it was only a few minutes work and she could sense when the guy was about to cum so she'd never had to swallow the nasty stuff. Her boyfriends and hookups had all been easy with penises 5 1/2 to 6 1/2 inches long, but this monster changed the rules. 

Ginger reached up and grabbed the base, holding it steady. She stuck her tongue out and licked around the head, not even caring that her tongue touched some of his precum. She wanted to lick the whole thing, but was too anxious to get it in her mouth. She opened wide and swallowed the head, gagging as it hit her throat, then trying harder to swallow more. She was craving this cock! She had always thought of sperm as messy and nasty, but images of him covering her body and of him filling her mouth with his load were filling her mind, making her crave it more. An itch was growing deep in her wet pussy. Beautiful, buxom, blonde haired, blue-eyed, Ginger Wells, the head cheerleader and the most popular girl in high school wanted to have her body used by two black men. All her previous lovers, all the men she had blown and fucked, they had been the lucky ones to have her, but with these two men, she considered herself lucky. 

Ginger managed to swallow half his length and looked up to see if he was enjoying it. The black man looked like a giant from that perspective, he was well over six and a half feet tall. He was unbuttoning his shirt and she ran her eyes down his muscular chest. She moved her head back and let his cock plop out of her mouth so she could catch her breath. Willie stepped next to him, she had forgotten about him she was so caught up in giving Latrell a blow job. Willie had stripped naked and she ran her eyes down his body, gasping at the size of his cock. It was beautiful, probably a little longer then a foot, thick as her wrist, and perfectly formed. She couldn't help herself, and leaned over taking the tip of Willie's cock in her mouth. 

She sucked Willie for a few minutes, then he pushed her back while Latrell pulled her shirt off over her head. Topless, she stared at the two big cocks bobbing inches from her face. Entranced, she was barely aware, of being pulled to her feet so that one of the black men could pull her shorts down. Ginger, now nude kneeled again. She didn't know who to suck first, she wanted both of their superior black cocks in her mouth. Neither man seemed in a hurry to cum. If she didn't quit switching between them this would never end. Did she want this to end? Yes, but only because she wanted them to cum. 

Ginger settled on Willie. She took his cock in her mouth again and started bobbing her head rapidly, wanting to taste his sperm. Latrell briefly laid down in the sand on his side and started sucking on her nipples. He played with her tits for awhile, before moving behind her. Willie lowered himself, falling to his knees and Ginger ended up on all fours to keep his cock in her mouth. She felt Latrell's strong hands squeeze the big, firm globes of her ass cheeks and then something was poking at her pussy. 

Latrell's big cock head entered her wet pussy easily. Ginger couldn't believe how wide it made her stretch. The huge, hard ridge under the helmet was like a plow pushing deep into her pussy, the shafts puffy veins scraped across her clit causing her to tremble from a small orgasm. The orgasm made her choke on Willie's cock it came so fast and caught her off guard, she had never cum this quickly before. 

This was heaven! She had never thought about having two men at once or of the pleasures a threesome could bring. Ginger stopped, she was thinking like a slut. "You are one sexy slut," said Willie grabbing her head and pulling her forwards so that more of his superior black cock entered her throat. She shivered from another orgasm when he called her a slut. The thought of acting and being used like a slut turned her on. Ginger quit thinking, focusing on sucking Willie off, but finding it difficult as Latrell pushed his cock in past the half way mark. She came again as his shaft plowed into virgin territory and the orgasms were getting bigger as she took more of his cock. 

Soon, Ginger was taking Latrell's entire shaft and every couple bobs of her head, she would feel Willie's pubic hair tickle her nose as she swallowed him whole. The three quickly developed a rhythym and picked up the pace as Willie's cock started swelling up. 

His cock was so hard and engorged, Ginger could sense Willie was close to cumming. She was bobbing her head furiously over most of his shaft. She would have used her hands to help stroke it, but Latrell was fucking her so hard, she needed them firmly planted in the sand to hold herself up. Plus, she was pushing back with her hands to match Latrell's thrusts. She would have been screaming out "Fuck me, fuck me," if her mouth hadn't been full. 

A shadow moved across Willie's striped black figure and she heard footsteps above her. The footsteps paused as if the person was searching for something and then they started moving again. "GINGER," yelled Fred above her just as Willie's cock exploded in her mouth. 

Fred, she had liked him so much at first, but he had failed to satisfy her needy pussy. What she had considered great sex her first night with him had been a joke compared with what she was feeling now. She would be laughing at him and his limp little penis if Willie's thick hose wasn't pumping sperm directly into her belly. Fred moved on calling her name several more times, the footsteps fading away. 

Willie timed his orgasms just right, he pulled it out of her throat in time for one wad to completely fill her mouth making her cheeks bulge out and then pulling it completely out of her mouth to shoot his last wad-a wad still bigger then the combined cum all her boyfriends had ever ejaculated- all over her face. 

Ginger tried not to spill any of his sperm down her chin, but Latrell gave her another orgasm and sperm poured out of her open mouth as she moaned in pleasure still trying to swallow what she could. When she recovered, Willie was standing over her, stroking his cock, milking the last of his semen out of it. Ginger raised her head to catch the long strand dangling from the end on her tongue. She ran it around in her mouth before swallowing it. 

Next, it was Latrell's turn. He started pounding her pussy so hard, her hands slipped and she fell face down into the sand. Ginger raised herself back up, thousands of grains of sand now stuck in the sperm covering her face. 

Latrell grunted and jabbed his cock into her pussy, holding it buried as he came. Hot cum flooded her womb triggering another huge orgasm, her biggest yet and Ginger fell into the sand again. When she recovered, Willie was lying on his back, holding his cock up. "Mount me," he ordered. 

Ginger knew she should be heading back to the bar, but she obeyed him anyway. Willie's thicker, longer cock, felt completely different as she lowered herself over his shaft. Her stretched, sperm-soaked pussy took it easily and Ginger slowly rode his shaft, her eyes closed concentrating solely on the pleasure he was giving her. Willie leaned up and began sucking on her right nipple. 




June Bugs Ch. 3



Ginger was in a pleasure-filled, dream-like state as she rode him. She looked down at her husband, past her bulging belly. One of her black babies was sucking on her right breast and if she weren't already pregnant her fertile husband would be planting another son in her womb in a few minutes. 

Ginger was on the pill and a baby was the last thing she wanted, but the fantasy had her shuddering from an intense orgasm. She stopped riding him shaking from the waves of pleasure engulfing her. Her nails were claws digging into Willie's chest so hard that he grabbed her wrists and pulled them off him. 

Ginger moaned with plasure, then pain as she gave birth. The pain was intense, but it was coming from her ass. She came to her senses just as Willie's slapped his hand over her mouth to keep her from crying out too loudly. Latrell was behind her pushing several inches of his cock into her ass. The pain was intense, but fading. He managed to stuff a little more then half in her ass and the pleasure of having both her holes stuffed with cock had her squealing with delight. 

The men were awkward at first, but soon they started fucking her rhythymicly. They would alternate, then start fucking her at the same time. The anal stimulation seemed to make her pussy extra sensitive, her vagina clamped down tightly around Willie's shaft. She had series of orgasms so strong, they curled her toes. 

Latrell came first. Ginger could feel her ass expanding and contracting with each spasm of his cock. Willie came before Latrell had completely finished. It felt like a hot geyser was erupting in her womb as Willie came. Both men pulled out, sperm rising up out of her holes to soak her crotch with cum. Willie slid out from under her and Ginger fell to her knees, more sand sticking to her crotch. 

Ginger sat there without the strength to move as the two men dressed. "You were a great fuck," said Latrell buttoning his shirt. 

"Yeah, anytime you want it slut, you got it," added Willie. 

"Here you go," said Latrell tossing her the tape. It took Ginger a moment to remember what it was, then she recalled and nodded thanks at him, then destroyed the tape, pulling the film out of the casing. 

Ginger kneeled in the sand for ten minutes before pushing herself to her feet. Naked, she walked over to the edge of the boardwalk and peeked up. There was a hotel a block away with a pool. She grabbed her clothes and walked naked under the boardwalk to the hotel. 

Ginger's big breasts were bouncing as she dashed across the boardwalk. The pool fence was locked, but luckily there was an outside shower. She shivered under the cold water as she tried to get the sand and cum off her body. 

Next time she fucked two black men, she would do it in a nice comfy bed. 

Ginger stil didn't feel clean when she turned off the shower. She grabbed her clothes and looked up. Three drunk teen boys were staring at her nude, wet body. Their mouths hung open as they stared at her hard nipples, big breasts and pussy. She quickly dressed. Her shirt clinging to her wet body, the water soaking through so that her breasts were clearly visible. The boys continued to stare as she jogged off down the board walk. 

As did Booker and Devon, their eyes not leaving her bouncing breasts. "Where the hell have you been?" asked Mandy. 

Ginger ran up to her friends as they walked towards the boardwalk from the bar. "I've been swimming. I wasn't feeling well and thought it would perk me up." 

"Where's Fred?" asked Mandy. 

"I don't know," she responded. "I don't care either. It's time I moved on and tried new things." 

"I'm glad you made it," grinned Vicki grabbing her arm and pulling her along before the rest. "I was afraid you would miss the party." Vicki then whispered, "I'm proud of you Ginger. I saw you leave with those two black men." 

"Nothing happened," she lied afraid it would get back to her parents. 

"Bull," said Vicki. "I can tell by the dazed look in your eyes and your puffy cheeks that you tried black cock. Isn't it the best?" 

Ginger blushed and nodded. "You're right. I loved it. They're so big and they last so long. It was like all the other times I fucked some guy didn't matter. They wore me out. I'm not so sure I want to go to this party, I'm so tired." 

"You won't be disappointed. Booker says there will be a lot of black men there." 

That perked Ginger right up. This was their last night in Stony Harbor, she should do whatever she wanted. 

"Lets pick up the pace ladies," said Booker. "It's several miles away, once the boardwalk ends." 

Sperm continued to pour out of her pussy and ass, soaking her shorts, the whole way there. 

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"You gave her a blank tape right?" asked Willie. 

"Of course," responded Latrell. "That hot bitch is gonna be on the cover of "Girl's Gone Black." 

"Good, I want to quit the water department and do this full time as soon as Solomon will let me." 

They stopped looking at the huge, brightly lit beach house. A bonfire was lit on the beach before it and several kegs were planted in the ground. The upper deck was crowded with people. June bugs, white wives, strippers from the Zebra club, E&I porn stars, and dozens of enhanced blacks filled the house. "We should get a lot of film at this party," said Willie. 

"You know, Solomon has all these rooms wired for video and the internet. We could splice together a pretty good tape." 

"Yeah bro, we can sell an R version and a much higher priced X-rated version once they're hooked. 

"I like the way you think Willie," said Latrell. 

They approached the house and saw a black man wearing a robe with two gorgeous white women in string bikinis under his arms. The three walked up to a large outdoor hot tub under the upstairs deck. The two girls climbed up into the tub. The black man was bald with a devilish goatee. He saw the new arrivals. "Welcome gentlemen to the first of my weekly Saturday night parties." 

"Thank you sir," Willie and Latrell said in unison. 

The black man dropped his robe revealing his muscle covered torso and a men's bikini brief that hugged his cock so tightly, you could see every ridge on the huge shaft. He climbed up into the tub where his women waited him and saw two male June bugs were already in it oggling the girls and drinking beer. "Get lost," said Solomon KIng. 

The two boys scrambled to obey.