4 comments/ 60072 views/ 10 favorites Hunters and Predators Pt. 01 By: The Avenger Chapter 1 Sean had heard the adage, "What goes up must come down," but he had never paid much attention to it or even remotely thought it would ever apply to him. Why should he have anyway, after all, he was nick named "Black Dynamite", a young, handsome black man from the hood who was drafted straight from high school to the NBA, netting a record salary for a rookie. Sean was a dark, handsome black man of medium height. He had a pleasant, ever smiling, very African face. He had a very muscled body, with awesome reflexes and speed, coupled with a sharp mind that read a game like a script, with the calm of an orchestra conductor. The Man with the Master Plan, they used to call the young play-maker. He was hailed as the hottest, fastest, most graceful and talented black thing on two feet to ever hail from the streets of Yonkers Projects and land on a basketball court instead of the morgue, the court or the jail house. He played five very impressive seasons, leading his hitherto mediocre franchise team to the play-off 4 straight seasons. Thrice, he came close to being voted MVP. The Media was comparing him to his "airness", Air Jordan. Sean's management projected the image of an exemplary, disciplined athlete and and god fearing, patriotic Mr nice guy. Sean earned large amounts of cash through endorsements and adverts and money just seemed to pour like rain. He was everybody's darling, handsome, well humored and good mannered. Other players, rappers, singers, film stars and other celebrities all wanted to hang out with him. Kids of all races said they wanted to grow up to be like him, not like Mike Tyson or Snoop Doggy Dogg. Being young, handsome, well mannered, rich and famous, with a dick like a horse and the stamina of one, Sean was popular with the ladies. Pretty women of all races were throwing the pussy at him, trying to snare him and get pregnant and be set for life. Sean was definitely seeing more pussy than a favorite thong. However, he had a chip on his shoulder, as far as women were concerned. When he had been young, growing up in the hood, the pretty, attractive girls had acted like nasty hos, turning him down, rubbing his face in the dirt and telling him to eat a dick and "get the fuck out they faces". They preferred the high rollers and gangsters, who had the cash, the cars, the bling bling and popped the Chris. It was only when he started making the headlines and the cash that they started coming like flies to rotten meat. Therefore, like Kurupt (D P G C) he didn't give a fuck about a bitch. Whenever his dick got hard, Sean was fucking women of several races, with all kinds of pretty faces in all kinds of places. He was a true five man, "Find them, Fool them, Fuck them, Flee them and Forget them" was his motto. He used them like cigarettes, fired them up, smoked them and tossed them in the trash can like an old cigarette butt. Not that they loved him either, they were out to use him. The dumb ones were trying to let the world know they got fucked by a star. They would turn down the window of his ride and stick their faces out to be seen, or they would sit on his lap in the VIP section of some club. The smarter ones were trying to use him to help their aspiring modelling and actress careers, they would fuck him and go and spread rumours on the Net and in the tabloids. The cunning ones were even trying to get pregnant so they wouldn't have to work a day in their lazy lives. Fortunately for Sean, he got some advice from an O G or he might have ended up like O J, being used by a gold digger and trying to kill the whore, or like Tyson, getting robbed by a bitch named Robin Given(s). Sean's management, who were white guys, advised him not to date and fuck white women. They told him that would harm his career, for his mainly white male fans would not like it, if they knew he was black dicking white blonds. Sean always listened to them, for he thought those white guys with MBA and such like, were real smart and had nothing but love for him. Therefore, though white groupies and even starlets threw themselves at his feet, he never touched them. Sean's mom, the only woman he respected, was always trying to talk him into finding a decent girl and getting married. A couple of times, some so called "decent women" tried to date him, fall in love, get married and have kids, the whole she bang. But he soon started avoiding those like a plague. They bored him to death with "intelligent conversation" and their decent act. They were stingy with the pussy and would not fuck on the first date. And when he still tried to hit the twat, they started fighting, trying to do him like Tyson, 2pac and Kobe. Sean simply ran away before they could yell rape and fucked a couple of nasty bitches that were down to suck and fuck just as soon as they knew he was a star. He just said hi and they kissed his dick in greeting. Sean couldn't take them home to his mom, but he still preferred those kind of sluts. It was a fair package deal, "You fuck me, I let you get seen with me, plus there's an option of a Holiday abroad, ice and a mink coat, if that pussy is good." Those sluts were good because they did whatever; sucked dick, ate balls, licked ass, gave up the pussy, gave up the ass, fucked some other girls, all for his pleasure, and didn't expect a gold medal or ring for it. Sean's mind was fully focused on basketball. When he needed love and affection, he flew to his mom and sisters, whom he had moved up from the hood into mansions and laced up with ice. Sean's life was like an American Dream, and then the problems with his knees started. The pain just came out of the blue, and it rapidly got worse. The best doctors that money could buy worked on him, operated him, put him through rehab, all to no avail. At twenty four, he was advised to stop playing or risk losing his legs altogether. His team forced him to play on, relying on a cocktail of painkilling drugs. It was during these troubled times that Sean met Sylvia Smith at a party. Sly, as she called herself, ran a mediocre agency that represented C category actors and models. Sean had met her on several occasions, at parties and galas, during his days in the top flight. The wanna be top flight agent, had tried to fast and smooth talk him into doing a couple of Cinema flicks. She kept telling him he was photogenic and with his popularity, he could smash the box office. He had turned her down. He wasn't so keen on acting, and her words sounded like pimp talk. He knew she was only trying to use him as her ticket into the big league. On that particular evening, Sean was chilling at a party with his agent and manager. He was dressed up in a suit and tie, looking good. Sean wasn't really in the mood, but the sponsors demanded his presence. He was one of the few black men around. The rest were whites. There were a couple of hot, young, tall, slim, pretty blonds around, some of whom were eyeing him. But Sean never hit on those. It wasn't that he found them unattractive, but his management told him to lay off white broads. And anyway, he had his pick of so many hot black and Asian chicks that were sucking and fucking him so good at the drop of a dime that he didn't need to have a white girl, though sometimes he did thinking of sticking his big, black dick between the pink lips of some hot, tall, slim blond and fucking the taste out of her mouth; as she sucked the piss out of his cock. Then he would fuck the shit out of her tiny white ass and beat it out of shape. It was just a fantasy that he had sometimes. And it recurred, as he looked around at the tall, slim, pretty blond trophies that were floating around, dressed like models for exclusive labels, hung heavily with jewellery, sipping Chris and acting like they were the shit. He was on his fourth cocktail when Sly walked up. She was a tall, thick bodied woman with a curvy body. She was a thirty eight year old, thick bodied, busty type of barbie, with blond, curly locks, framing a wide, pretty face, with large, steely, grey eyes, and thick, heart shaped lips that were cheery red. They were as fake as her two huge, thrusting tits that threatened to burst out of her white blouse. Her breasts were thick and abundant, her \ hips wide and curvy, her ass thick and round, and her waist tapered away, to give her a pronounced hour glass shaped body. She wore an elegant, gray, striped business suit, with matching platinum, diamond earrings and necklace. She looked tall, in a pair of very high heels. She greeted Sean jovially, like they were old friends and took his arm. Sly was drunk and had probably snorted a bit of coke. She was definitely in a very gay mood. Sly and Sean drifted around to the bar and settled on stools besides each other. Sly liked Sean. He was so dark and handsome and athletic. And there was something manly and imposing about the black man, even though he wasn't huge. He had this aura and this virility that got the married white woman excited, even though he was at least sixteen years younger than her. Sly was desperate to net someone like him. For just one movie. It would be her entrance into prime time. She smiled flirtatiously at the young black man and pushed her thick tits out, noticing his glance at them with pride and carnal excitement. Gosh! She leaned close to him, pushing a arm, thick breast into his arm. She put a loving hand on his shoulder, and immediately started trying to talk him into some movie script. She said the part would be perfect for him and talked excitedly. Sean humored her as he always did. Then he suddenly looked sharply into her eyes. "Say Sly, how important is this for you? How far would you be prepared to go? To get me real interested," he asked, smiling flirtatiously "Are you cumming on to old, married me?" she teased right back, giving a loud, dirty laugh. "No! I don't do white ladies," he said, fixing his smiling eyes on her. "You a racist?" "No." "So, we ugly huh?" "No. My management forbids me. Says it would harm my image! Many white men don't like it if black men date white women. Would cost me fans and endorsements. Its happened before." "Yeah. They are right. A lot of people are undercover red necks But, I mean, its your life. If the woman for you out there turned up and she happened to be white, you wont date her?" "I don't believe there is just one person. There are several." "SO, you mean to tell me you have never slept with a white woman?" "No. Have you slept with a black guy?" "No! I just never met any. But I don't discriminate, racially," she lowered her voice and said emotionally, "I like black guys actually. White guys are obsessed with skinny girls. But brothers think I look good. They always shoot their game at me." "So how come you ain't giving them some of that fineness?" Sean teased them. "I am married and faithful." "Yeah! I am feeling you," Sean chuckled. Sly had the type of thick booty brothers in the hood liked. "You married?" "Yep. 10 years!" "Is your husband black?" "No. He is white." "He also work in the movies?" "He is a cam assistant." "He here?" "No. He stayed home with the kids." "Then the coast is clear, for you to initiate me to some white girl action," he laughed dirtily, flirting with her. "No Sean. Gosh! Don't be naughty! I do not cheat!" She blushed and giggled sweetly. Sean had just been teasing her, but he suddenly liked the idea of taking the married white woman to spot and making her suck his dick and lick his nuts. Wouldn't that be pretty? His management had told him not to touch white girls, and she was also way older than the young starlets he fucked. And she was fuller; he was so used to fucking tall, slim model types of black and Asian chicks. But Sean was excited at the thought of fucking them pretty, pink, mature white ho lips of hers. He might even fuck her fine, thick white ass. Giving her dark meat whilst her hubby took care of the kids. He might even be a red neck, old hubby. Or maybe he wasn't, but what the fuck? He would still stick his black dick between them enhanced, thick, white whore lips of hers. He liked the idea even more as Sly smiled flirtatiously at him. Sly started feeling hot around the ears as Sean came onto her. He did it coolly, calmly, and confidently. There was something about his demeanour which said he knew could have her if he wanted. And Sly realized with fear that he was right. She knew she would love succumbing to him. But she knew she shouldn't; she was married, with two kids. "You know Sly, maybe you were right. Its my life. Are you ready to help me lose my white cherry?" His words shocked her to the core of her being. "Sean, you know I am married," she gasped, blushing. "One hand washes the other. You want something from me I want something from you." "So, you just want me because am the closest, available white woman here, huh?" "No! I don't like those skinny blond hos. I like me a real woman. Like you. You are a beautiful, attractive woman. Yunno, us brothers appreciate a thick, fine ass." He eyed levelly, his eyes twinkling. "I have always been curious about white women. You help me out and I can help you out too." "You mean, you would do a movie with me?" "Yep. But you gotta do your best to make me real happy. Its all up to you." "Listen, I can arrange for you to have a pretty, sexy little blond. I will take care of that." "I can do that myself. Ah ah. I want you Sly. You, or no movie deal." Sean enjoyed Sly's vexation. He could see she wanted him to do the movie desperately. But she did not want to cheat. He felt an excited perversion at the thought of taking advantage of this white woman and using her. "What about my husband? And kids? Sean!" "What they don't know wont hurt." "But I will know!" she almost wailed. It was so sweet, how she blushed. "Well, Sly, its all about how much you want my signature! The ball is in your court. The offer is only valid for this evening. Holler at me." Chapter 2 Sean walked away from her and chatted with other guys he knew. He was observing Sly. The white wife and agent kept casting him glances. Sean was used to women fucking him to get something out of it. He had been there and done that so often. Only he had never done it with a white woman, a married one at that. He was sure Sly would say yes, for she needed him more than he needed her. His dick got so hard at the prospect of finally breaking the taboo that society and his managers so much wanted him to respect. The taboo of sticking a black cock between a white woman's lips. Sly couldn't believe he was offering her his signature for her white pussy. The black man wanted to fuck her. She desperately wanted Sean to do the picture. It would be her way of breaking into the big business. The actors she managed were not even C category really. She was ready to do anything, really. Her business wasn't doing all that good, loads of work, for little money. And her husband was finding less and less work as a camera assistant and looking after the kids most of the time. She had to bring in the cash. She was really the man of the house. And she realized it was time to make a manly decision. Sly was in a vex. The thought of fucking the young black male filled her with fear, and yet it excited her so. He was handsome, lean athletic. She liked his handsome, dark face and his African features, plus his almost clean shaved head. Mmmm. He was cute. And so manly. But getting on her knees to suck his black cock... And initiate him to white women... As she contemplated cheating in her marriage for the first time, a strong feeling of guilt washed over her. But Sly also felt the juices pour into her pussy. She reminded herself that her husband had told her that if she wanted to make it, she had to be ready to go all the way. He accused her of being hesitant. Sly wasn't an angel, but she had never cheated in her marriage and never had she had to blow guys for a favor, a job, or even cash in her life. She would never have done it, before. But this was different. She ordered another cocktail , drank half of it in one deep sip and then walked around, searching for Sean. She spotted him and waved him over. He came over and nodded, smiling. He asked her what she had decided. She smiled shyly and whispered she just couldn't. Wasn't there another was? But the way she licked her red lips said something else and they both knew it. Sean saw and heard lust in her eyes and voice. But he saw a flash in her eyes as well, she had the look of a gold digger. She was scheming on using him. He smiled, deciding he would give her something big and black to chew on. "We don't have to fuck," he whispered. "I just want you to worship my black cock with your white hands and mouth and suck me off till I cum. You will love it. Girls love my big, black dick and they say my cum is so tasty." "What!" She gasped with shock, blushing deeply, but feeling sharp thrills all over her body. Sean smiled into her glassy, big eyes. "You heard. Meet me in the car park in thirty minutes." He walked off. Sly kept her composure but she was feeling dizzy and wobbly, as she said bye to everyone and left for the park. She pushed her guilt to the back of her head, telling herself she was doing it to secure a movie deal, and she just had to. As she waited in the shadows in the car park, excitement washed over her. She couldn't believe what she was about to do. And frankly speaking, she couldn't believe that Sean, a popular, young, handsome black star who could have any top notch groupie he wanted, would want to fuck her. Sly squirmed with guilt even as her heart thudded and her pussy flooded. In college, Sly had developed amazing skills for sucking cock. She had never been the tall, slim blond that white boys were brainwashed into liking. However she had managed to get her hands on all the hot guys at high school and university because of her incredible cock stroking and sucking skills. She gave such amazing head that she had always had her pick of fine studs that usually only dated skinny blonds. Sean was so used to picking up and fucking scheming hos he hardly got excited about it any more. But his heart was thudding as he walked to the car park, thinking of taking Sly some place and getting his dick sucked real good. Just the thought of shoving his thick, veined shaft between those thick, cherry red, white wife lips drove him wild. She came out of the shadows and smiled in the faint pale light. They got in his car and he drove off. He took her hand and put it in his lap. "Gosh! I cant believe this," Sly rasped softly. "Where are we going?" "To some cheap, anonymous motel! Take my cock out and stroke it," he told her as the car glided. "I feel so guilty and so bad," she rasped, as she stroked his big cock through his pants, tracing the long, thick bulge. "Take that black cock out," he said impatiently. He didn't care about her guilt. In fact, it excited him. He wanted to use her like a slut and he knew he would love it. "Come on Sly, don't waste my fucking time, slut!" "You could try it with a little charm!" she said dryly, not liking the way he was now talking to her. She had imagined they would go somewhere and make nice, sweet love. But she realized he was going to use her like a whore. He saw her as a whore! And she didn't like it. But it strangely excited her. "Take that fucking cock out, white slut!" he said impatiently. She looked at his dark face in the faint light. He turned to look at her, his eyes shining in his dark face, which now seemed foreboding. "Are you stupid!" he smacked the back of her head lightly. "Take my cock out, you white bitch! I ain't saying it again!" he smacked her head again. Sly reddened and her eyes flashed with anger. Then he grabbed a wad of her hair and shook her her head. She was shocked. Not even her husband would dare to smack her head and grab her hair like this. She was surprised she did not try to tear lose. Instead, she trembled and felt a perverse excitement. Hunters and Predators Pt. 01 Sly sighed and opened his zip and fished for his cock in his boxers. It was long, hot, spongy, big, and heavy. It was definitely a big, black dick. She shivered, with fear and excitement. "You like it. Like that big, black fucking cock! Stroke it and talk to me, you white slut!" "Well," she rasped softly, as she pulled it out and gazed at it in the faint light, a black snake that lay in her pale palm. She felt mesmerised and aroused. Sly's heart was thudding, as she cradled and stroked his cock. "Its a nice, strong cock," she cooed as she squeezed it. "Pump the motherfucker, white bitch! Get it real hard." Sly gazed at the black snake in her hand as she undid her seat belt. Then she spat on her hands to make them slick. She leaned over and double fisted his black shaft, pumping it smoothly up and down. It got even larger and harder. It was way bigger that her husband's. Sly felt fear. Would she be able to feel her husband after Sean fucked her. And wouldn't he be able to feel that she was looser? But even as she thought, her hands worked magic on him for she had mad skills. She spat on her hands again, then grabbed him at the base and pumped him, squeezing blood into his shaft as her other hand worked the thick, engorged head, squeezing and wringing it. He gasped and exhaled. Then she beat his head with her slick palm, jerking and pulling it and teasing it and it was exquisite. "Yeah, white bitch! That's it! Work that fucking black cock!" He turned on some dirt rap music from Too Short. The music was funky and fat but Sly couldn't believe the words she heard, some shit about the rapper getting his dick sucked in his car. "Gosh, this guy is rude!" she exclaimed. "he's real. I am feeling this Nigga!" Sean responded and she felt him cup the back of her head and grab a wad of her hair. Then he pulled her towards his cock. "Bitch, suck my black dick!" "No! Wait till we get somewhere," she said. "I need my dick sucked right now, white bitch!" His hold was firm as he pulled her face into his lap. Sly was ready to fuck him, but she had not planned on sucking his dick in the car like a cheap whore. However, he was not interested in discussing. He pulled her face to his meat and thrust it in her eyes. All she saw was the thick, long black snake. Then it was rubbing in her cheeks, feeling hot and spongy, throbbing with virility. "Suck that black cock, whore! Or I will drop that ass off and go get with some real, young hot bitches!" he smacked the back of her head impatiently. Sly felt weak and over powered as she opened her mouth and started licking his thick dick head. She hadn't sucked dick in a car since high school, two decades ago. But she desperately wanted to please him. And she had to admit she felt such strong, sharp thrills to serve and suck him like his slut. She vacuumed his tasty cock into her mouth and started lapping it and sucking it. He moaned as she chewed and feasted on him. Then she started bobbing her head and sucking and slurping away as she pumped and twisted his shaft skilfully, smoothly and it felt so, so good. She gave wonderful head and knew how to stroke a cock all right! She heard him humming along to the music as his powerful arm pumped her head up and down and he stuffed her mouth full of black cock. His salty cock was soon filling up her mouth and it was so delicious she started drooling in liters. "Take a deep breath whore, you are going diving, white bitch!" he warned her, then he pushed her down on his cock. She had just taken a deep gulp when he started forcing his thick, spongy cock into her throat. She knew how to deep throat, even though his size was daunting. She worked him deeper and deeper into her constricting throat till she had him all in. Then she started rolling her head making gurgling sounds, like a turkey. She heard him groan as he ground his cock into her throat. Then he finally let her cum up for air. She gulped a couple of times then she started sucking him, wrapping her soft mouth around him as she bobbed and slurped away smoothly, pumping his cock with one hand as the other stroked his balls. She soon forgot where she was and who she was or why she was doing this. All that now mattered to her was enjoying her carnal feast on the black meat. She sucked him voraciously, sometimes forcing him into her throat and at other times working on just the head, sucking and teasing it as she pumped his throbbing, ever hardening shaft that was so slick with her drool. Into the night they cruised, down the highway, as she jerked and sucked him. A couple of times, he held her still and some thick drops of cum would flow into her mouth. She would lap them and swallow them eagerly, moaning at the tasty, salty, thick cream. She would lap his pee slit and suck it clean. Then he would smack her head and tell her to get on with sucking his black cock. They drove for over half an hour. Then the car pulled up and he killed the engine. She was aware of faint soft light. She could hear cars and trucks driving by, like they were near a highway. Sean removed his belt and made his seat recline backwards. "Right, bitch, I am going to shoot this black dick right in your mouth! Don't you fucking let one drop slip by! You hear!" he smacked her head and she moaned and nodded, keeping her mouth wrapped tightly around her black master's cock. Then he grabbed a wad of hair in each hand and started pumping her mouth up and down on his rigid, huge, hard cock with urgency. She sucked and slurped away eagerly, feeling a wild arousal as his hips pumped upwards, banging his cock into her mouth like he wanted to tear her lips. She slurped and gurgled and nearly choked but he didn't care. In fact, he growled, "Yeah, white bitch! Lemme hear you choke on that black cock!" he growled as he shoved it in her throat. She made loud choking sounds and it wasn't play acting. Then he smacked her head and told her to jerk and suck hard and fast. She moaned and beat his meat like she was double feasting and shaking a salt shaker as she sucked his head hard, releasing, lapping and sucking hard, again and again. He started writhing in his seat and groaning. Then suddenly, he gave a loud gasp ad his hips shot off the seat. He held her tightly to his cock and started cumming. His rearing black snake spat wad after wad of cum into her mouth and she moaned and sucked him greedily, like definitely did not want to spill one drop of his precious, stringy, thick fluid. He finally sank back into his seat and kept her face trapped on his lap and his cock buried in her mouth. She suckled it as more cum trickled out of him and she swallowed it gladly. He fired up a blunt as he stroked her head and told her not to stop suckling. She had no idea where they were, but she kept suckling and moaning, feeling very happy for some reason. Sean had turned at random and pulled up at a Motel. He told her to book the room. Sean then took her into the room and used the white wife for his selfish pleasure. He fucked her face till she was dizzy and her jaw and throat were sore. Then he exploded in her mouth. He told her to get in there and wipe his sweaty crack with her tongue. He sat on her face and got his ass hole licked, sucked and tongued. Then he stood over her fucked her face and then jerked his cock and sprayed his cum all over her body. He wiped his cock in her hair. They smoked a blunt and he used her again, for his pleasure. He wasn't finished with her. He told her to spread and work her pussy and fuck it with bottle. She hesitated and he smacked her head. Then she did it, blushing with shame and perverse arousal as she started working the long neck in and out of her itchy cunt as she rubbed her clit, and she came hard. Sean then sat on her face and got his ass licked, before he grabbed her head and banged her pale face away on his black dick and ravished her mouth and throat. He pulled it out, stood over her, jerked off and sprayed her body with his cum. Then he made her scoop it up and lick it off her digits. Sly dozed off and when she awoke he was gone. When she opened the curtains, Sly was shocked that it was early afternoon. Her jaw and throat were sore like she had a bad cold. Her face and hair were covered with caked cum. Sly showered quickly and had to lie to her husband. And she sent Sean a copy of the movie script. Chapter 3 Sly heard nothing from Sean about the movie or about seeing her again. She was in a vex. Something deep inside her craved to be used by Sean again, as his white slut. She called and left several messages for Sean. He did not call her back. When she finally got hold of him, he said he was busy, she shouldn't call, he would call. She asked about the movie deal, and he said he hadn't read the script yet. Sly was disappointed. Sean enjoyed making sweet love to a woman, but he had thoroughly enjoyed using Sly so selfishly. It just felt right, abusing a married white woman and sending her home to her husband and kids covered in his cum, with some in her hair. It sure made his life exciting. Two weeks later, he called. He invited her for drinks in a bar. She dressed really sexily and lied to her husband that she was going to meet a client of hers. She went to meet him. Then he drove her to another motel, making her suck him all the way. He came in her mouth and sent her to pay and collect the keys. She used her own card. He made her strip down to her split crotch panties and made her play with herself as he crouched over her face and fed her his cock, balls and ass. He face fucked her roughly and used her like his cheap white whore! He used her mouth all night, getting his balls, dick and ass sucked, but he didn't fuck her. She felt frustrated, even though she came so many times just from sucking and serving him. He told her he would fuck her pussy in his own damn time. Then he used her mouth and tongue and drenched her in his cum. After a while, Sly realized that he wasn't signing jack shit with her. In fact, he told her so. And he said he didn't give a fuck how her day went. Sly could see he didn't give a fuck about her or any other bitch! She hated herself, for whenever he called, she ran to meet him. Sly couldn't believe the willingness and devotion with which she served him. Sean didn't give a fuck about Sly but he loved fucking her pale, mature white face. He couldn't get enough of the sight of her pretty face, all deformed by his thick, black cock. His managers got suspicious when they noticed that Sly was leaving messages all over for him. "Listen Skip, you are fucking up! Remember what we said about white women? Think of all your fans, man. Sly is a married woman." However, he told them he wasn't fucking her. He didn't add that she was blowing and deep throating him and eating his black ass though. Chapter 4 Sly asked Sean, in fact begged him to do the picture with her. He made her kneel at his feet and laughed as he stuffed her mouth full of thick, black cock. "I ain't doing no picture with you, whore! That script is so bad even a ten year old can do better. Anyway, you are just my little ass licking white whore! Honky cracker bitch!" he laughed and sprayed it in her face, blinding her eye with his salty, creamy cum. Sly was pissed off at Sean big time. But something changed in her. She felt mad and mean. She got to work and some pretty young blond named Amber started crying just because she didn't have a job for her. Amber was a petite, angelic little blond from Kansas who had come to New York thinking she could make it as a tiny model. She was 19 and had a fragile personality. She was submissive. Sly usually comforted girls when the broke down. But she didn't feel like being nice. Instead, she dissed Amber and bossed her around. The petite girl offered no resistance. She was like a scared, beaten dog. Sly realized she was weak and she could do as she pleased with her. She made her spit on her shoe and shine it. Amber sobbed but did it. Sly made her kneel before her. The petite girl exclaimed as Sly raised her skirt and pulled her thong off her pussy, which was shaved and dripping wet. "Lick my fucking cunt, you slut!" Sly snorted, feeling powerful. Amber wailed that she wasn't a lesbian, but Sly smacked her face and told her to "Git!" Amber sobbed as she licked and slurped away slavishly. Soon, she stopped crying and got into it. As Sly insulted her, smacked her and yanked her face into her pussy, fucking her face dizzy and nearly broke her nose, Amber began to shiver and moan with lust and arousal. Amber was force fed her agent's itching, steamy pussy and she loved it, sucking and licking with relish. Then she was made to tongue Sly's pink, puckered hole, and she beamed with joy as she bobbed and slurped. Sly knew she had stumbled upon just what she needed, her own little pussy eating pretty blond slut. She abused her, used her and came all over her face, lips, tongue and digits. It was long ago when she and some sorority sisters had abused newlings, making them eat their pussies and asses. She had been made to do it and had enjoyed making many others do it to her. She knew how to abuse a submissive girl all right. She employed Amber and had her spending most of her time eating her pussy under her desk in her office. She trained her and the petite girl became so skilled at servicing her holes and sucking her tits. But Sly liked to start off by making her lick her from her forehead to her toes. Then Sly started taking advantage of any male and female models and actors she found attractive. She forgot about Sean for a second as she got her pussy and ass eaten on her couch. Her husband started giving shit when she always returned home late. Then he caught her sitting on a handsome young studs face as she sucked off another. He freaked out and wanted a divorce. She moved out and started producing porn films of an abusive nature and was quite successful at it. But she still kept her fingers in movies and TV. Chapter 5 For Sean, things went steadily down hill. His knees never recovered. His team and agents tried to quickly sell him to the New York Knicks for a record amount but it didn't work out. They tried to make him play again and it got to the point where he was temporarily confined to a wheel chair and had to quit. Sean came undone. His life had been all about basketball, nothing else. Sean thought he could sit back and enjoy all the cash he had made, only to realize that his white attorneys and management had been ripping him off over the years. He tried to sue, but those guys had made him sign so many dodgy contracts. And they even counter sued, claiming damages. His mom chided him, saying, "How can you trust the same cracker that done chained us, shipped us across the seas and made us work all day and we couldn't have shit to say?" After his forced shock retirement, Sean's descent and self destruction was rapid. He made the headlines for drinking and partying excessively, having brawls, being arrested for DUI, drug possession, drug taking and firearms violations. However, what hurt him the most was the attitude of his former employers. They had talked him into turning pro before he could study and learn anything that might have come of use now. Then they made him continue playing till he almost became crippled, making money from him. But they now did fuck all for him. He became mad and shouted at his former employer. He clapped him. The guy dropped him like hot potato, and gave security orders not to let him in. Sean felt like a hard working black slave that had suddenly become an invalid and the master put him out to starve. Sean started drinking heavily, taking drugs and fucking around. It was all he did, party and fuck. He was depressed and easily provoked. He got into several fist fights. He even smacked a a whore or two, male and female. Chapter 6 She sat at the bar, a tall, lithe, slender, pale pretty blond angel in her early twenties. She had shiny, straight, silky mane that flowed to halfway down her back. She had a long, pale, smooth, beatific face, big blue eyes, cute, pretty nose, and pink, glossy, full, heart shaped lips. A double string of white pearls hung from her neck and rested in the deep valley between her breasts. She wore a creamy white, sexy, strapless, short, tight, Versace evening dress, that was glued to her slim, curvy body like a second skin, and exposed the pale, milky tops of her big breasts. They looked awesome on her slim frame, but were not over inflated, LA style. Her long that were crossed sexily on the bar stool were encased in white, semi transparent stockings and she wore white high heels. A matching Versace handbag was suspended from her wrist by a gold chain. As she sipped casually on her tasty cocktail, and gazed around the half filled club, she seemed like some snobby To look at her, you might have thought she was a young model. But Charlene felt like shit. She tossed her long hair back and glared at her fiancée, the handsome, mid thirties blond, blue eyed white man in a suit and tie. "Jason, how much longer honey!" "Relax honey bunny," Jason, smooth criminal he was, answered her and kissed her cheek. "just be patient. Soon, you will make it big. I swear. I have been working on a couple of deals for us honey!" Charlene felt like yawning and crying. Two years back, she had arrived in NYC, another pretty young face, straight off the bus, with hand luggage and a bag of big dreams. She had been queen of the prom back in her small town in Virginia and everyone had said she would make it big, as a movie star or model. Even when she had to live in a tiny room and received no positive responses when she did her initial rounds at modelling agencies, Charlene had remained undaunted, thinking good things came to those who waited. She waited tables and auditioned tirelessly. Then, doing her rounds, she met handsome, dashing, successful, blond, blue eyed Jason and she thought her luck was going to change. Jason told her he managed many successful models. He worked at an agency as an account manager. They didn't want to sign her, but Jason told her he saw a chance for her. He said he was planning on breaking off on his own anyway. He said she was so beautiful and talented and he would take her all the way to the top. He let it slip he had once managed Tyra Banks, but she got on his nerves. He said he could not work like that, he needed professionals. He acted like he knew so many stars and the right people, and he would give her a soaring career. Charlene fell for all of that, for he showed her several snap shots of himself with top models and stars. Little did she know that the white boy had been divorced by his wife and kicked out for being an impulsive gambler and abuser of cocaine and stuff. Basically, he lived a life he couldn't afford. He owed a lot of people money and his company was investigating him for embezzlement. In fact, he had a lot of contact with stars, for he was a handsome, tall, athletic white blond with pretty blue eyes. He made cash on the side when he stripped or worked as a male hooker, fucking male and female stars for the cash. Jason hit her with the game, took her out to fine places to eat and even proposed to her. She was head over heels in love with a grown man. He charmed her and bamboozled her. She was star and love struck. He took advantage. To be fair, initially, he loved her and wanted to go straight with her. But his debts kept growing higher and some dealer named Mike was putting the heat on him. Mike had even started making Jason suck him and fucking him up the ass for the cash he owed for drugs. But other creditors were not taking their payment in kind. Desperate, he decided to pimp out Charlene. He manipulated her emotionally and told her she had to fuck some so called big shots, saying, "I love you honey, but if you don't do that, they are gonna hold you back." Hunters and Predators Pt. 01 She was sucking up all of that. There she was, fucking some nasty, perverted, dirty minded fat slobs and eating out some sadistic women that just wanted to use and abuse her and cum all over her face. Little did she know they were nothing but paying tricks, admittedly paying a lot of cash for such a sweet, pretty, angelic young blond thing. But she never saw a cent of that cash. Jason played big spender and she thought him generous, not knowing she had earned that cash with her mouth, pussy and ass hole. Jason would always say, "Hey, they will get back to me, don't you worry honey bunny!" They did get back all right, for more sex and dirty fuck games, using her sadistically. She hated them and she hated it all. But that only seemed to make them happier. Her pain and humiliation was their pleasure. The only consolation was that when she let some jerk use her pussy and ass hole, Jason cleaned her out with his lips and tongue. She felt kind of weird seeing that it seemed to get her fiancée off, to watch some guy fuck her and drench her holes and then lick her holes clean. But it kind of consoled her. Then he had made her do a couple of porn movies. He said they were for private use, but her mom then called and told her she was a slut and should never come back home. Then she had found out that she was in the Net and the local video store, sucking and fucking men and women. When she confronted Jason, he lied that he had been cheated just like her. He then talked her into helping him set up and black mail the rich tricks that she fucked. He gave her some cash for shopping and drugs to calm her down. Charlene realized that she was nothing but a whore and porn star that sucked dick for a living in NYC. She really couldn't stand it, but Jason always smooth talked her. And if she kept acting up, he bashed her and threatened to kick her out on the street. Now, Charlene had nowhere else to go, so she hated herself, and hated him, but she did as he said. Her only joy was that whenever he sent her whoring, she would sit on his handsome face and let him clean the cum out of her well used holes. She was kind of slow, and blinded by her love for Jason, but even Charlene had to wake up. Then she became livid. She felt dirty and stupid. Her pussy, ass and jaw were sore and so was her throat. Even her tongue was aching from licking pussies and butt holes. Now, she wondered why the fuck she was doing this. "For fuck all, that's what!" she thought to herself. Chapter 7 Now, as she sat on the bar stool next to Jason, she realized she felt pissed. She had not even being invited to some damn casting. And she was broke, living off Jason. She turned and glared at her handsome, blond, blue eyed fiancée "Shit Jason! I am tired of this shit! I ain't nothing but a whore! I want out! Hey! Ass hole! I am talking to you!" she sneered. But Jason's attention was elsewhere. He was staring at a black guy that had just walked in. He was dressed in a sports shirt, baggies and sneakers, and looked kind of familiar. "Damn!" Jason exclaimed. "That's fucking Sean! The fallen star! This is the big one Charlene!" Before she knew, Charlene was being talked by Jason into seducing and setting up Sean. "No!" She exclaimed. "He is a nigger!" "So! All you gotta do is fuck him once! Then we call it rape! He ain't no fool! He knows the Media will lynch him! He will settle out of court and we will be rich!" Charlene was brought up in a small, conservative town. She had never even thought of having sex with a black dude! It was shocking and unappetising for her, even though she had to admit that the lean, athletic black guy had something attractive about him. But Jason put her under pressure. He said he would dump her and send her parents her stag movies. The he threatened to beat her the hell up. Before she knew, he had called a guy over, some blond, tattooed thug named Mike who looked like a member of the Hell's Angels. She knew him. He was a buddy of Jason's. He was a jailbird and drug dealer and pimp. She had even heard he preferred fucking men up the ass. She had seen him beat up several girls and guys. Mike wasn't even nice about it like Jason, he said if she didn't "fuck that nigger!" she was dead. But first, he would put her on the street whoring. He parted his leather jacket, to show her a wicked knife and a pistol. On the other hand, he added, if she netted Sean, they would give a couple of hundred thousand and she could take it and go where the hell she pleased. "What if he doesn't fall for it!" Charlene wailed. "He will. These niggers all want white pussy! Just throw it in his face and he will be eating that white ass. Don't fuck up, or else!" Mike threatened. "Jason, honey! Please!" she begged her fiancée "Dammit it baby! Do it! For us! Or else!" Mike gave her a vial of cocaine and a fat bag of weed and papers and told her to get on with it then the two guys moved away from Charlene. She sniffed cocaine in the bathroom and then she moved on Sean. He was alone, drunk, stoned and horny. She saw him gazing at the skimpily dressed chicks with looks of lust. Charlene sent Sean a bottle of Chris. When he looked at the blond vixen perched on a bar stool, she smiled, waved and parted her thighs to show him she wasn't wearing panties. He found himself gazing at her shaved white pussy. She wasn't wearing panties. Chapter 8 Sean had never fucked a young white girl, because his managers had told him not to do that. Now, he didn't give a fuck. In fact, he was pissed at white people and he wanted his revenge, by fucking the hell out of a young, pretty, white beauty. He waved Charlene over and they were soon drinking and chatting. Charlene was kind of reluctant at first but Mike and Jason kept giving her these looks and she knew she had better seduce Sean or she would get it. Sean was shooting game at the blond and she was responsive, putting on her accent and acting like a country girl in love. She sat close to him and started rubbing his cock under the table. "Whenever I saw you on the screen, I used to get so wet, Sean, my dear!" she whispered in his ear, squeezing his hard cock under the table. "I cant believe this is happening. I will do anything you want baby! I will be your girl, your whore, your sweet little white bitch! Whatever you want!" Sean's cock leaped in his pants. He felt so horny. He didn't waste time. He soon had her sitting on his lap and was kissing her and grinding his cock into her fine, young white ass. They sneaked to the ladies bathroom, entered a cubicle and sniffed cocaine. Then Sean grabbed her, pushed her against the wall and started tongue kissing her. He attacked her voraciously, moulding his hot, athletic body into hers. Charlene couldn't believe it. The black man devoured her pretty, pink lips voraciously, and grabbed her ass and tits like he owned them. He pulled her dress off her tits and yanked the hem around her waist, then he was mauling her ass cheeks and grabbing her big, fake tits with his big, strong, black hands. It was like animal thug passion. Charlene felt a strong instinct to run. But she knew Mike and Jason would kick that ass. And something funny was beginning to happen to her. Something about the dominant black man was making her succumb. She felt a desire to please him and do as he pleased. "Get with it, white bitch!" he growled, his face a mask of lust and anger. She almost felt like he hated and despised her. "You are my fucking slut! You dirty white cunt! I am gonna use you bitch! Come here to your nigger daddy! Show me love, whore!" He smacked her ass and bit her ear, making her hiss sharply. Then she found her body responding. Before she knew it, pure lust was over powering her, and she was hooking a long leg around his and pushing her hot, steamy cunt into the bulge in his pants as she tongue kissed him back, ferociously, and grabbed his hard, defined muscles. "Shit! I have always wanted to fuck me a sexy, little, hot, young, white bitch like you!" Sean growled, slapping his hand into her shaved cunt and squeezing it. Charlene found her body shivering heavily and she could feel the juices flowing into her pussy. He stroked her slit, and then roughly shoved a thick, strong, long digit up in her hole. He gasped as he met a hot, tight, wet hole. Charlene knew Jason and Mike would have wanted her to squeeze her hole tightly around Sean's digit, but she didn't do it for them. Her pussy squeezed together from the horny excitement she was feeling. She gazed down between her pale thighs and couldn't believe she was being finger fucked by a nigger. Sean pulled his digit out of her and she felt like crying. Then he slapped her face and shoved two digits roughly into her mouth and told her to get them wet. His other hand was grabbing her by the throat, almost like he wanted to choke her. "taste your fucking pussy, you white bitch! Get them black fingers all wet for that white bitch pussy!" Charlene knew she ought to smack him for the way he was handling her. But all she felt were sharp thrills coursing through her body. Usually, she hated it when she had to fuck people for Jason. But with Sean, she felt different. She felt like she really wanted to be his bitch, his white slut and whore! As he roughly rubbed his digits into her tongue, she clamped her mouth around them and sucked as hard as she could. She tasted her pussy and moaned. Then she bobbed her head and lapped and sucked his digits hungrily, moaning. Then he finally returned them to her hole. She was dripping wet. He slid in easily. "Damn! Look at that, white bitch! Don't that look fucking hot!" Sean growled as he pumped two digits in and out of her. They were soon shiny with her juices. Her hips started rolling. When he hooked his thumb over her engorged clit and rubbed it, Charlene couldn't believe it. A wild, searing arousal gripped her senses. She slapped her arms around his head, yanked his dark face to her pale one and kissed him passionately, as she started fucking his digits. Soon, she was throwing herself back against the wall and cumming, gasping and moaning, her blue eyes all huge and glazed. "Fuck yes!!! I'm cumming! Fuck!!!! That's the fastest orgasm of my life honey! Finger fuck my white pussy!" she hissed as she pumped her hips. "Fuck! You are a horny white cunt! Cant wait to get that black dick huh!" Charlene was shoved down on her knees before him. He dropped his pants, yanked a thick, long black tube out of his boxers and Charlene found herself face to face with a big, hard, raw, uncut black cock. She hardly had time to gaze at it and Sean was grabbing her by the hair, forcing her to look up as he slapped her face with his cock. "Shit! Ain't that pretty! Damn! I am gonna fuck that angelic, pale face of yours and shoot this dick in your face bitch! Lick! Fuck you whore! Lick the motherfucker!" Sean shoved the veined, thick, long black shaft in her face and she felt herself succumbing to it completely. She moaned, shivering and started licking it like a lolly. Sean loved it. The moment her hot tongue touched his throbbing cock, she shuddered and moaned. Then she was licking it like a tasty lolly. She became all frenzied, making his cock all wet and shiny. Then she grabbed it and jerked it with both hands, pumping it and gasping at it. She snaked her tongue around the thick, shiny, bulbous head and cried as if the pleasure was all hers. It wasn't the best oral action he had ever received, but she was the first pretty, young white slut to blow him and Sean went crazy. He made her stick her tongue out and slapped it with his cock, sending her spit flying. Then he shoved his cock into her mouth, all the way to the back. She gurgled and tried to pull back, but Sean grabbed her blond head in both his powerful hands and moved in on her, trapping her against the wall of the cubicle and planting a powerful thigh on either side of her. Charlene felt trapped. She saw no escape from the black man towering over her, glaring angrily down at her as his thick cock reared angrily in her mouth. "Open up wide, and suck! Damn ya! White fucking slut! Bitch! Suck that black fucking cock!" Sean growled and started fucking her face in deep thrusts. At first he was slow and smooth! "Look up at me! Lemme see those pretty blue eyes! Daddy's little girl! Sucking black cock in the toilet. Fuck daddy bitch! I am your nigger daddy! Please daddy, bitch!" Charlene couldn't believe she was moaning sweetly and sucking on his cock as hard and as good as she could, as the throbbing shaft slid back and forth between her lips, growing impossibly harder, thicker, plugging her mouth. She was consumed by a carnal desire to devour him. She wrapped her mouth tightly around him and stroked the underside with her tongue as she made slurping sounds in the back of her mouth. Spit dribbled down her jaw and onto her big tits and she didn't care. "Roll those beautiful eyes when you suck me. Show me how much you love it! Fuck!" Sean felt so good as the pretty vixen rolled her big eyes and moaned as he pumped her pretty pink mouth full of black meat. His cock got so hard he thought it would burst. He pulled it out and laid it on her forehead, telling her to suck his balls. She cried sweetly and wrapped her thumb and index around his sack. Then she devoured his thick, black balls, sucking them and lapping them like she was starving. Sean loved it. He finally pushed her back, and slapped her pretty face with his cock, loving the way she hissed sharply at every hard, sharp, fleshy slap. Then he shoved it back into her mouth, hooked his hands behind her head and started pounding her mouth. She got all dizzy, as her gaping mouth was ravished by a hard, black man meat. Sean started groaning like a beast as he face fucked her in earnest. He power fucked her face, his cock growing so hard that it became hard to pump it back and forth. But he was a lusty black man, and she opened her jaws as wide as she could to accommodate him, drooling in gallons. She didn't give a fuck. She held his balls in one hand, stroking them, as she her other hand did something the fat, white guys she had fucked liked so much. She stroked his crack with her middle finger and teased his hole. She had never liked doing it before, but she loved doing it to Sean. She even tried to smile happily up at him as he fucked her mouth hard and used it for his selfish pleasure. "Ah fuck! Yes! Play with my ass, white bitch! Tease my fucking hole!" he groaned, and she eased her slick knuckle in his hole, feeling it clench tightly around her. Sean grunted and shoved his dick so hard into her mouth, forcing it into her throat. He forced more of his spongy cock into her. She pulled back, gasped a deep breath and bore down on him, letting a man fuck her throat for the first time. She feared he would make her wind pipe burst but she didn't care. She heard happy music and her ears ringed, her eyes getting all dreamy. Sean gave a sharp gasp and shoved his entire cock into her throat. Then his hips started popping violently. He gave a roar and his balls exploded. A thick wad of cum shot into her throat and went like a bullet straight into her belly. Then Sean pulled his cock out and wanked it fast, shooting it in her face and hair. Charlene moaned quaveringly and shook violently as blast after blast of cum hit her face. When he finally stopped cumming, she grabbed his licking cock and sucked it into her mouth. She moaned as she tasted his salty, creamy cum. He was starting to get soft, but she was so hungry and greedy for him. She eased her finger up in his hole and started stroking his prostrate. He got harder and started fucking her mouth again. Charlene as determined to catch his next blast on her tongue. She stroked his hole expertly, as she sucked on his thick, throbbing, engorged head. He groaned and gasped as his hips shook. "Damn! White bitch! You are good! Fuck!" He came again, and this time his cum poured onto her tongue. He didn't cum as much as the first time, but she loved it as she slowly swallowed his man juice, feeling the thick strings drag on her tongue and down her throat. When he pulled her to her feet, Charlene was dizzy. It was only then she realized her pussy was aching, from cumming. She had been cumming as she sucked him, without even touching her pussy. Chapter 9 Charelene felt kind of dreamy and so horny as they returned to the bar for another drink. Sean was so horny. He could wait to fuck the young white chick. Charlene sat on his lap and kept casting her fiancée some nasty grins. He seemed kind of unhappy, when he saw Sean pawing her thighs and tongue kissing her. She smiled at him like, "Fuck you!" But Mike was waving at her to get a move on. Charlene said to Sean, "Honey, I wanna get your big, black cock in. I am kind of scared, coz its so big. But I want you to fuck me! I do so want it honey! Promise you will be gentle!" "Lets get the fuck outta here!" was all he said. He took her to nearby motel. What kind of surprised him was that as he was booking the room, she kept saying stuff like, "We will just talk, OK? Promise me?" And she was saying it so loud that everyone could hear. He agreed, thinking she was just trying to save face in front of the other white folk, for them crackers were staring at them with disapproval. He smiled and grabbed her ass, squeezing it as they made for the elevator. They smoked a blunt in the suite, sitting on the couch. They passed it back and forth, as he fingered her hole and she stroked his cock. They sniffed a couple more lines and then honey was on her knees, sucking daddy's big, black cock as he puffed away. Sean leaned back in the couch and slapped his thighs around her face, hooking his feet on her back as she ate black cock like she was starving. "Yeahh! That's it bitch! Bang your head away on that cock and choke on it!" Charlene knew Jason would have been so proud of her, for the act she was putting on. Only she wasn't acting. She was so hungry for the black stud's big, dark cock. She couldn't get enough of it. She had never felt so good, being used like a dirty slut! She loved it even more as he grabbed her pale forehead with a big, black hand and banged her face away on his meat, making her gag and choke and not giving a fuck. Sean loved the complete and absolute devotion that Charlene was showing him. He could see it in her eyes. She was giving herself completely to him. He knew he could make her do what he wanted. He was used to girls doing anything for him. But black and Asian girls that he had fucked, the ones that were willing to be his whores, did it for money. He could see the dollar signs in their eyes. However, Charlene was doing it because she had succumbed completely to him. Just to be sure, he pushed the white girl off his cock and raised his foot. He told her to lick his sole and heel clean and then suck his digits like a cock and she did it, moaning. Even as he fucked her mouth with his foot, she was moaning and shivering. Sean made her lick both his feet. And then he stood up and towered over her, telling her to fuck it using only her mouth and to fucking look up at him as well. He shot another fat nut in her face and wiped his cock clean in her long blond hair. Then he sat back and told her to strip dance. She stripped down to her stockings and high heels. He told her to lay back on the carpet and spread her pussy and play with it. Charlene could not believe how horny she felt, as she fulfilled the black man's demands. She spread her excited, wet pink pussy and rubbed her clit and finger fucked her hole, shoving in four fingers and making herself writhe and cry and cum hard on the floor. Then he told her to lick her digits wet and play with her ass hole and she did it, fingering her pink little hole. Hunters and Predators Pt. 01 Sean knew she was his white bitch, and he put his leather belt around her neck like a leash and made her crawl to the bedroom, smacking her ass and making her stop so he could finger fuck her holes and fuck her face. It took them ages to cover the few meters By the time they reached the bedroom, his dick was hard and slick with her spit and her pussy and ass were itching to be fucked. He picked her up, tossed her on her hands and knees and told, "Spread your fucking white ass, open your fucking pussy for this big, black dick!" "Please be careful honey!" she begged, shaking with fear and expectation. Sean slapped her ass cheeks with his palm and them his cock. He loved the red welts that he left on her milky, pale skin. Then he rubbed the thick, bursting, throbbing head up and down her slit and she cried for black cock. He pushed the big, hard black head into her hole. He grabbed his cock at the base and shook it like he was cleaning it of piss and she started crying and trying to shove her pussy back at him. He slapped her ass hard and told her to stay still. Then he toyed with her, like she was his little whore, popping the head of his cock out of her hole, again and again. "You want this black dick, white bitch! You want it huh!" "Yes! Please Sean! Please fuck me with your big black cock!" "Come here you fucking cunt and taste your pussy off it!" She scurried around and sucked him, throwing her head at him, choking herself on his meat, and he simply loved it. "Please Sean promise you wont cum in. It might be dangerous. You can cum in my mouth or ass. OK?" "Promise!" he rasped and put his dick back in her mouth. Then he made her bend over, pretty white face down, pretty white ass up. He placed his head into her hole and it started squeezing and fluttering around him. He grabbed her hips and rolled his hips round and round, teasing her sensitive opening with his fat, throbbing head. She started wailing and shaking. Sean suddenly yanked her onto his meat and plunged his cock deep into her. Charlene felt searing sharp pain, almost like she was a virgin being deflowered. She had never had so much thick, hard cock in her hole. The fat white guys and even Jason and all the white guys she had fucked had small pink dicks. She screamed and reared wildly. She tried to pull away, but he held her in place with his powerful arms, squeezing her hips like basketballs. "Ah! Its too big! Take it out please honey! Please!" she begged, glaring at him over her shoulder, her big, blue eyes trying to implore him. But he kept it buried in her her, holding her in place as he ground his hips into her ass. She exhaled and slowly, weakly sank down on her face. Sean smacked her ass cheeks hard and sank his dark talons into them. He started pumping her back and forth on his cock, loving the way his thick, dark meat split her pink pussy. Her inner lips were stretching after him as his cock pulled back, all shiny from her juices. He pulled back all the way till only the tip of his engorged cock remained in her, then he pumped it back in her all the way, nice and smooth. Charlene started feeling good as he fucked her nice and smooth. She became mesmerised by the thick, throbbing shaft as it slid in and out of her well lubed, hot tunnel. She started rolling her hips and pushing back at him. "You like that huh! Like feeling this black cock in your white pussy!" "Oh-hhh-hhh- Oh oh oh!!!" was all she managed. Sean fucked her smoothly, deeply, till she was pumping her hips back and forth. He stopped moving and she kept on fucking him, rocking back and forth on her hands and knees. "Yeah, white bitch! Fuck that black dick! Give it all you got! I want you to knock yourself out on this dick! Fuck yourself hard!" Her smacked her ass hard! "Harder and faster! Fucking slut!" Charlene raised her head from the bed and started lunging back at him, popping her ass cheeks. Once she got used to his cock and started enjoying it, a wild arousal carried the white girl away. She bit her lower lip and started slapping her ass cheeks into his pelvis, again and again, crying out sharply. "Uhhhnnnnnh!!!! Yes! Yessss! Yeeeeeessssssss!!!!" she cried through gritted teeth as she beat his cock with her pussy. Then she leaned forwards, lunged back powerfully and buried his entire throbbing shaft in her hole. She cried gutturally, continuously as she frenzied ground her ass into his crotch. Then she started cumming. Her body shivered mightily and she wailed sweetly as her pussy fluttered and clenched around him, getting so tight and hot. Sean grunted, grabbed her hips, lifted her off her knees and started fucking her hard and fast, pounding her pussy and sending his meat hurtling in and out of her orgasming cunt. He fucked her like he wanted to murder her brutally with his cock. Charlene could feel him tearing her pussy apart. She knew she would be sore and her hole would gape like a truck went through it. But she didn't give a fuck! She was loving it, the way this black man was fucking her like a beast. She went shooting from one hard, wrenching orgasm to the next, feeling like supernovas were exploding in her head, and her whole skin was on fire like someone had doused her with gasoline and set her alight. She felt a mind wrenching, obliterating, wonderful, sharp pleasure, so intense it was like pain. Sean kept fucking her till she hung limply, shuddering and moaning weakly, all delirious. He pulled out of her and there was a loud pop as his meat left her gaping hole. She cried as air rushed into her sensitised hole. Then he yanked her by the hair to his meat and fucked her face, stuffing it full of pussy flavored dick and choking her. Something about the way the black man used her made her think he hated her. But she loved it so, being his fuck slut. Even when he made her look up at him and spat on her forehead and then rubbed it in, she only shivered and moaned and sucked his dick so sweetly. "You fucking white whore! I am gonna show you the true meaning of being black fucked!" His threat made her shiver with expectation. He picked her up and hooked her feet over his shoulders. She held on tightly to his neck as he shoved his cock into her hole. He planted his feet apart, grabbed her ass in both hands and started yanking her onto his cock as he hit her pussy like a punching bag. She went mad, cumming almost on the first thrust. The black man's face was like a mask of rage, and his awesome display of power as he gave her an airborne fuck was so incensing. She bawled like she was in immense pain as she came deliriously. Sean tossed her up and down like she weighed nothing, running his cock into her like a sharp lance through butter. His hips were slamming hard into her, knocking her breath out on every hard, jarring thrust. She went delirious. She yanked his face to hers with her arms and devoured his lips, her breath exploding in sharp yelps at every hard thrust. Then she threw her head back and her eyes rolled back in their sockets as she cried deliriously at the ceiling. She lost all sense of time and place. Then his dick got so large and hard it was almost like he was shoving a bar of iron in her hole. She cried and then he was growling at her like he hated her and his cock was jumping like a lusty young bull in her hole. She felt his cum shooting into her and she was hit by her hardest orgasm. She suddenly remembered that she was in the dangerous part of her cycle. Part of her mind screamed that she should tell him to take it out. She had planned on only letting him cum in her ass. But her body had other ideas. She found herself grinding her ass into him as her pussy sucked up his cum like a vacuum. Sean dropped her on the bed and lay on her back, gasping, moaning and quivering, her hips shaking, her gaping, cum smeared pussy clenching as if it was crying for more black dick. He was covered in sweat and his legs were wobbly. He walked to the living room, picked up a joint and a bottle of Chris and walked back to the bedroom. His cock was only half soft. Cocaine made him want to fuck and cum for ages. He stood at the bottom of the bed, gazing at the sleeping, slender, pale blond. She was moaning deliriously in her sleep. He wasn't finished with her yet. He meant to really enjoy his first white pussy. Chapter 10 Charlene was torn out of her sleep as something cold was poured on her face. She looked up to see Sean kneeling over her, tipping the bottle of Chris on her. He slapped her face with his cock and then her hair was yanked and she was pulled up. His dick was shoved into her mouth and she started sucking. He fucked her mouth and smoked his joint, as if he owned her. And she started sucking and moaning like she belonged to him. She slowly caught her bearings as he fucked her face and throat till she was sore. Then he squatted over her, poising his black ass over her pretty, pale face, spread his cheeks and told her to lick his ass. "No!" she gasped. "Do it whore! Wipe my ass with your tongue!" He grabbed her hair and yanked her pretty pale face between his dark cheeks. "Lick that fucking black ass, you dirty white whore! Fucking white cunt! Ass licking white whore!" She knew she should have been livid at his sick demand and his rude words. But she heard herself rasping as she shivered hard. Then she craned her neck and swiped his crack with her long tongue. She tasted the salty sweat from their frenzied humping of earlier. He groaned and she moaned into his crack. Then she started licking and took to it like a duck to water. She burrowed her pale face between his dark cheeks and licked and lapped like a sweet cat, moaning. He told her in a rasp voice that it felt better than wiping his ass with silk. She moaned and lapping, kissing and sucking his dark, puckered ass hole. He loved it, grinding his ass in her face. Then he told her to get that tongue up in his shit hole. She couldn't believe how happy she felt as she bobbed her head and tongue fucked his hole. Her whole body was immersed in shivers as she succumbed to him completely. He loved it so much he put pillows under her head and knelt over her chest, facing her feet and planting his knees on either side of her body. Then he simply sat his black ass down on her face. She moaned as she returned her tongue to his hole and reached up to stroke his bursting cock as she tongue fucked his black ass hole and they both loved it immensely.. She tongue fucked his ass hole and jerked his cock for ages, moaning as she ate ass and drove him mad. Then he fed his cock into her hungry mouth and came almost instantly. They smoked another fat joint and sniffed two more lines each. His cock started to soften, but Charlene wanted to get fucked bad. She put cocaine on her tongue and blew his dick as she finger fucked his hole with a slick digit and stroked his prostate. She had him hard instantly. The cocaine made his cock swell incredibly and it became so sensitive. He pulled her under him and mounted her, pulling her feet over his shoulders. Then he was lunging into her banging his cock in and fucking her like a beast. She was soon bawling from the brutal fucking, as her pussy exploded again. Then he pulled out of her dripping pussy and nudged her ass hole. Then he plunged his cock into her. Though slick from her pussy juices, his thick cock caused her sharp pain as it invaded her rectum. He buried it deep in her and ground his hips into her cunt. He devoured lips as he started fucking her ass in slow, shallow strokes, rolling his cock in her. Slowly her ass hole opened up and started lubing. Then he clamped his lips over hers and sucked her tongue hard as he started pumping his lusty hips up and down, in smooth, deep thrusts. At first she felt sharp pain, but gradually it went away, to be replaced by sheer pleasure as his cock churned smoothly, tirelessly in and out of her ass. She started frigging her clit and then she was cumming intensely in both holes. She writhed violently and tossed her head to and fro, her face grimacing as she produced loud hisses and sharp moans. Then he pushed himself up on his elbows, bit his lower lip and nailed her ass to the bed. He fucked the shit out of that white ass and she bawled, cumming so hard and so much she damn near lost her mind. He cleaned and lubed his cock in her mouth and then he fucked that ass doggy style. He grabbed her hips and banged away at her tight, stretched pink ass hole. She shrieked with sharp, intense pleasure as he fucked her ass so hard he nearly tore her a new hole. He would pull it out, shove it in her mouth and make her taste her white ass off his big, black dick. Then he would flip and toss her around as he hit that ass from many positions, penetrating her deeply till her fucked her half dead. Then he pulled it out and buried it in her cunt and exploded like a bomb. "Are you trying to give a me a nigger baby!" The words thrilled her as they rolled off her tongue. Having a black kid would definitely top anything she had done before. It was worse than even doing porn. She wondered why she opened her thighs wide and hugged tightly to her body as her pussy sucked his cum in. The cocaine, booze and weed kept them awake and horny. Sean fucked her mouth, pussy and face till the late morning. By then he had drenched her face and body with his cum. Chapter 11 Sean told her he definitely wanted to see that white ass again and fell back on the bed and passed out. Charlene snuggled to him and hugged him lovingly, stroking his dark face lightly with her digits. Then her cell phone started ringing shrilly. She panicked, wondering what she should do. She felt guilty about betraying Sean suddenly. And she felt fear. But Mike very fear instilling on the phone. Sean was in a dead slumber as she tore up her dress, tore out some hair violently, broke the hell of one of her shoes and staggered out crying hysterically. She broke into the hotel lobby, crying, "He raped me!" Jason and Mike were waiting outside, with the motor running, saying "Yeah, we got this nigger now!" They took her to a place, put on gloves and punched her and bruised her face and body, tore her clothes and then called the press and whisked her to the cops. Soon as they got there, the white ho yelled rape. The cops and the waiting reporters then got a tearful rendition. Sean's arrest was televised live. He tried to run like O J but the NYPD beat his ass like Rodney King and got away with it. The white DA was only too eager to make an example of the black man and the press bit into the story like vultures descending on a dead mule. Sean#s attorney told him things did not look good. Charlene became a regular, well paid guest on nationwide talk shows, always managing to cry crocodile tears as she described how the ex basketball star had drugged and raped her, abusing her, making her do things she couldn't even describe, suffice to say he raped her orally and anally, as well as destroyed her self esteem. Even Oprah's old ass went on TV talking about the Kobe, R Kelly scenario. Several of the girls he had fucked came out in the media, giving graphic details of how he liked to take drugs, get his dick sucked, his ass licked thoroughly and then fuck girls up the ass, two at a time, going from ass to mouth and back. The whole nation thought he was a sexual deviant and a menace to society. Bob Dole came back from the dead, talking about how law enforcement agents should be given more power to monitor such monsters. Even Sean's mom started looking at him funny. Sean's highly paid attorneys countered, bringing out her friends and even her mom who testified that her daughter was a low to no class white trash slut that had even starred in a couple of porn flicks that were flops. Of course they took some cash for that. However, the white owned Mass Media ignored all these facts. They were keen to lynch a Nigga in the media, therefore the white ho was portrayed as a poor, sweet little angel, that was unwittingly taken advantage of by a black sexual monster. Things got even more dramatic as Charlene announced tearfully that she was pregnant from the black rapist and her religion forbade her to carry out an abortion. Public opinion was solidly against Sean. He became as unpopular as O J. White people wanted to see him lynched for tainting a poor, innocent white girl. Black people wanted to see him punished for being another black public personality with a taste for white pussy. Lucky for Sean, a couple of broke, wanna be big shots contacted his attorney. They said they would give evidence for a fee. They were paid and admitted that Charlene and her boyfriend, Jason were blackmailing and bleeding them. They had evidence, the pictures and videos that Jason was using to blackmail them. They showed Charlene sucking and fucking them like a nasty little cheap whore. Furthermore, a private detective gathered some damning evidence. Charlene and Jason lost it and were video taped at a party, sniffing cocaine, laughing and talking some shit about, "We got that nigger Sean. Yeah, we set up his stupid black ass. And we are gonna get major paid!" Jason was even getting drugs on credit saying I will pay up when we get Sean's cash. The cops were given the evidence and reluctantly acted. Charlene soon cracked in interrogation and admitted that it was a scam. She confessed everything and started crying that all she wanted to do was model. The DA and the Media immediately lost interest in the case, without bothering to apologize. Chapter 12 Sean might have beat the rap, but he was disgraced and ruined. He lost all his advertising and endorsement contracts. What remained of his money went to his attorneys. In short, he became a disgraced, disabled twenty five year old black man with no source of income. That meant, no more bling bling, no more fine cars, no more Villas, no more good life, no more VIP, no more entourage, first class flights, five star hotels or top notch bitches. Sean soon learned that life was hell for a disgraced former black celebrity. Friends that used to call all the time now didn't even bother returning calls or they would simply hang up. Other celebrities knew it was unwise to associate with him. In fact, so many of them were running around talking shit about him to the Media, psycho analyzing him and talking about how they saw it all coming. The groupies realized that he couldn't do shit for them, or even land them on the last page of a cheap tabloid, so they stopped fucking him. He still felt so mad about his former employer though. He even called up the blond daughter of his franchise Club's owner and fucked the ugly, freckled, rabbit tooth blond in all her holes and knocked her up. However, her dad sent some thugs to beat his crooked ass out of shape, saying, "Don't mess with Pardner!" She was forced her to have an abortion, given expensive gifts, a new set of bigger tits and sent to a Swiss boarding school.. Sean found himself lonely and he fell into a state of depression. The only people who stood by him were his sis and mom, but he was too ashamed to show up around them. His mom even offered to sell the house he had purchased for her, but he declined. His house and last car, plus the bling bling got repossessed for spiralling debts and he moved into hotels, one cheaper and dingier than the previous. He was used to fucking top flight models, but he now had to be satisfied with ugly hos and even two bit hookers. He was drunk, high and stoned all the time, eating burgers and growing fat. Yeah in fact, he became broke fat and funky. Then the cops came for him. He was going to be locked up for drug violations and a bunch of misdemeanor charges. The media descended on him like vultures and his face was all over the papers and the media again. Hunters and Predators Pt. 01 Chapter 13 It was during this, his darkest moment, that Sean got help from an unexpected corner. Sly, aka Sylvia Smith, came and posted his bail, and got the judge to save him from going to prison, on condition that he would play in a reality show. Sean clearly remembered the days he had used Sly, and fucked her throat till it was sore. He wondered why she was helping him, for he had used her like a whore and led her on as he used her. She had stopped calling and he hadn't given a fuck. Times were different now, and Sean was desperate to escape prison and earn a buck. He had so many creditors on his back, plus a couple of guys he owed money for cocaine and weed were even looking for him with shit kickers in tow, fixing to beat his crooked ass out of shape, no doubt. When he turned up at Sly's office, it was obvious she knew only too well that the tables had turned. The same bitch that used to grovel at his feet and beg to suck him off just once, hardly even looked up at him as he was led into her small office, overlooking a back yard that was like a junk yard. He greeted her with fake affection and offered her his hand but she did not even bother. She just nodded at a chair and dismissed the tiny, super slim, petite secretary that lead him in. Sly was now forty. She had grown a bit thicker. Her pretty, dimpled face was now framed by long, artificially curled, peroxide blond hair. Her shaved, pencilled sat over cunning, steely gray eyes. She had a long, hooked nose and a pair of thick, swollen lips that were obviously done by an over enthusiastic cosmetic surgeon and looked like she had fallen face first into a jar of thick lip gloss. Her chin had an artificial, Michael Jackson style cleft. Huge, fake gold earrings hung like chandeliers from her ears. A string of imitation pearls were around her neck, sitting in the deep valley between her huge, fake tits. She wore a tight, white shirt that was straining to contain her huge bust, and the armpits were wet with sweat. "So, Sean, we meet again. You ain't doing too well huh? Drugs, DUI, rape. Oh how the mighty have tumbled," she giggled gleefully. "Fuck Sly. I don't need this fucking shit! Bacdafucup!" "Listen Sean and listen good," her voice was hard as steel, just like her face and her eyes, as she sneered at him. "I am helping you escape prison, and giving you a chance to earn some money and start all over again. I am not doing this because I like you. You know why I am helping you?" he didn't respond. "I wanna laugh at you and abuse you. You used to be all that, but now you are nothing, you fucking loser. You are only interesting for me as long as you let me treat you like shit." "Are you a fucking sadist, you stupid cow! Fuck you!" "Sean, I know its not nice, but its the truth. And I am helping you. You should be grateful. If you wont let me have my fun, believe me Sean, I will make that call and send your ass to jail. So, what's it gonna be. Wanna leave?" She gave him a nasty, evil smile. He could see she meant every damn word. "Good, now that we got that cleared up. By the way, when was the last time you shaved, or bathed? Shit!!! Your a fucking disgrace. Mr NBA star!" She threw her head back and laughed in his face. He wished he could just get up and punch her face, and then sink his long, dark fingers into her throat and choke the life out of her. But he decided to be patient, and murder that white ass when the time was right. Then she was gonna get it. Sly opened a drawer, took out a bottle of scotch and two plastic tumblers. She filled them up and pushed one to him. "We ain't popping the Chris, I am afraid. But beggars cant be choosers, huh?" She laughed again. If he had been a white man, he would have blushed. He only smarted as he picked up the glass and drained it. "And I hear you like these too, huh," she pulled out two blunts, lit them up and tossed one to him, making him burn his hand as he caught it. He took another deep sip of Scotch and puffed tough on his blunt. "Listen, I am gonna put you back in the limelight. You gonna be the new Flava Flav. You going into a reality soap, with several other washed out, broke ass ex celebrities like you. You might get Vanilla Ice and Dwight Schulz for company, remember mad Murdoch, from the A-Team. You guys gonna be working on a farm. Acting stupid and talking shit!You will earn 250k. As your agent, I will take half." "That's outrageous! You trying to pimp me, you fat bitch!" he exploded. "Hell yeah, I am pimping you, you dumb nigger. This here is the fucking contract. It don't mean shit till its signed. You not the only washed out ex celebrity out there, Sean, motherfucker! Therefore, make me happy, or get lost, ass hole! Amber! Get your ass over here." Chapter 14 The sec entered in a hurry. Sean really looked at her for the first time. She was a tiny, slim, petite girl, barely nineteen. She had a pretty face, with a tiny, perky nose, a small, pink mouth, and huge, mesmerizing, glassy, green eyes with speckles of blue and gray that looked almost too big for her. She had very curly blond hair trimmed just below the ears. Her skin was pale and milky. On the whole, she looked like a sweet little pet that one could just stroke all day. Sean could almost picture himself throwing a bone and telling her to fetch. As he looked at her thin, glossy lips, he decided he might as well throw the bone in her small mouth, his big, black bone, that is. Amber wore a small, backless halter top, that was glued to her medium sized breasts, and she was obviously not wearing a bra as her nipples were sticking out. A short skirt was glued to her small curvy hips and tiny, round ass globes. Her legs were shaved smooth and she wore high heeled shoes. "Come here, you lazy slut!" Sly sneered at her and Amber walked around the desk, blushing profusely. Sly pulled the petite blond onto her lap and shoved the joint between her lips. "We are celebrating Sean's signing on," Sly informed her, pulling her skirt up and sliding her hands onto her creamy thighs and fondling the slim beauty. The sight seemed so obscene. Amber blushed with shame and shifted uncomfortably, but she did not say anything. "How do you like my sweet little pet Sean. If you behave, I might even let you fuck her. She eats a good pussy and sucks a mean dick, don't you Amber, you little Kansas whore!" Amber's blush deepened as Sly shoved her hand between her pale, creamy thighs. The young woman gasped and tried to keep them closed but Sly clouted her to the back of the head and pulled on her hair and she parted them fast. She wore no panties and had a surprisingly big, bald pussy for such a small girl. It was like a big, ripe, juicy fruit, split by a long, pink slit framed by two crinkled, long, pink lips. Sean gazed at Sly's hand stroking the young woman's shaved pussy and playing with her lips casually. Amber averted her eyes and looked like she wanted to sink into the floor, but Sly's fingers were soon wet. "She was just another struggling actress, yunno. Came to NYC on the greyhound from Kansas with big dreams of making it big. Thought there had to be some room for a sweet, little petite talented chick like her. She would probably have ended up broke and whoring. But lucky enough for her, I was so kind to make her my sweet, little pet. Now, Sean, see how I treat my pets and learn fast, coz you are now my pet too." "Fuck you!" he swore, but he was mesmerized by the sight of her fingers sliding in and out of Amber's dripping hole. Then Sly made Amber lick her digits, tasting her own pussy. Sean couldn't believe how the petite blond lapped and sucked away slavishly, mewing. She seemed like she was getting off from being humiliated by nasty Sly. "I will break you and train you good, just like my sweet little Amber here. You are gonna eat and suck this thick body of mine and worship it with your mouth. I will sit in your face and you will tongue my ass like I once did you, and you will love it, and thank me for it." Sean's stomach turned at the idea, as Sly now finger fucked Amber, sloshing three digits in and out of her pussy and frigging her clit with her thumb. Sly must have had the skills to play the pussy like a star pianist at a concert. She had Amber making music in her throat, gasping for breath, and rolling her hips in Sly's lap, fucking her boss' fingers back. Sly pulled her fingers out of Amber's cunt and made her lick them clean and wet. Then she made her lean back and raise her thighs and hold them up. Then Sly was fingering the girl's pussy and ass hole, just like that. Amber gave up all pretence of shame and started moaning and fucking Sly's fingers wildly. Sean stared in disbelief. His cock was hardening in his pants, rapidly. The nasty, dirty Sly sure had some freaky shit going on. "Oh yes!!!" Amber moaned passionately, her eyes rolling back in her head. Sean could see her holes clenching around the invading digits as she fell deeper into arousal. "You like that huh, you lil whore! Like the way I play with that sweet, lil shaved pussy! And that tight little ass hole" Sly slapped her cunt hard and then she pinched her clit hard. Amber cried out sharply, shuddering intensely. When she shoved her fingers back in her, Amber came hard, jamming her eyes shut and moaning sweetly. Sly made her lick her fingers clean. She then pushed her chair back, pushed Amber on her feet and stood up. Sean gasped with shock, realizing Sly had not even been wearing a skirt or longs all the time, under her desk. She was in a tiny thong, swallowed up in her fat, shaved pussy, and a pair of mid thigh, black stockings that cut into her full, dimpled thighs. She told Amber to remove her shirt. Sean observed that though she was thick, her body had all the curves in the right places. Her belly had a soft curve at the bottom, and her hips were curvaceous. Her ass looked like a swollen, over sized pear. She had booty like a black mama. However, Sean did not feel turned on by the sadistic bitch. "Fuck you Sean, looking at me like that. You're gonna lick me from head to toe or you wont get that fucking contract!" she swore. Then Sly grabbed Amber by the hair, dragged her to a couch and pulled her on her lap. She snaked an arm around her and pulled her face to hers. Sean thought the pretty blond would cringe back, but Sly had definitely turned her into her cum slut. The blond dove at the thick, swollen lips and sucked and licked them hungrily. Sly tongued her mouth and fingered her pussy leisurely, then she pushed her downwards and made her feast on her exploding, silicon tits till they were shiny with her saliva. Then she forced her down on her knees on the floor, raised her legs and and told her to peel off her panties. Then Sly parted her thighs and yanked Amber's pretty face between them. "Come here hon, lemme feed you!" Sly shoved her pussy into Amber's face. "Suck the piss out of my pussy, you pretty little whore!" she sneered at Amber and smacked her. Sean couldn't believe it as Amber buried her face in the fat, bald twat and started sucking and slurping away loudly. Her ardor increased rapidly and she was soon munching rug and moaning like a horny lesbian. "That's it, little whore. Bury that tongue deep in my pussy. That's right. No. Leave my clit for later. Just shove your tongue in there and lap like a cat, that's a good girl. Isn't she cute Sean," she said in a lustful voice, smiling boisterously at Sean and stroking Amber's blond hair. "She's such a sweet little pet. Aren't you Amber, you fucking Kansas whore!" She smacked her face again. Amber's big, doleful eyes were shining with lust as she burrowed deeper and deeper into Sly's cunt. Sly made Amber suck the piss out of her pussy and then she raised and parted her full thighs and made her lick her crack and tongue her pink, puckered hole. "Yeah! Get your tongue up in my ass. Slither it in like a little snake, that's sweet! Damn! Kansas whores eat a damn good ass for sure!" Amber moaned so sweetly and buried half her long tongue in Sly's hole. She started bobbing her head, tongue fucking Sly and mewing and groaning with joy. Sean couldn't believe how Amber seemed to get off on the sadistic, ill treatment. He felt sorry for her, and he felt horny for her at the same time. He wanted to rescue her from Sly, so he could make her his own submissive cum slut. Chapter 15 Sly now focused her steely eyes on Sean. "Sean, ass hole! Remember back in the day, I used to lust after you, but for you, I was just some fat white bitch, right. Now, the tables are turned. Get up and get naked." When he hesitated, she sneered at him. "Get the fuck out!" Sean squashed out the roached blunt and drank his scotch down, smarting with anger and shame. Had he sunk so low to become this bitches whore and play thing now? Yes, he had, he decided, as he stood. He sighed and started opening his shirt. "Fuck that, I want you to strip dance, ass hole. Do it slowly, sensuous." Sean felt so humiliated and embarrassed, as the chubby woman made him strip naked, telling him to swing them hips. He had put on some weight, but he still had a dark, sexy, athletic body. Sly licked her lips with lust as he danced out of his pants and boxers. His dick dangled like a fat, long, jet black tube between his legs. She gazed at it, licking her lips, her eyes shining like a greedy cat eyeing a fat rat. "Yeah, they all said you were hung as a horse. Guess they were right, huh? Now, come here, you sweet black boy," she reached out for his cock with one pale hand. Sean hated himself as he walked up to her and she grabbed his cock like she owned it. She gave it a squeeze, sinking her fingers into his meat. Then she gave it a mean slap. "Jerk your big nigger cock. Get it real hard. I'm not fucking joking." "You do it!" "Fuck you! Who the fuck you think you are? You my little bitch. Just like little Amber here! Wank that fucking nigger cock right now!" she snapped. Sean would have loved to beat the hell out of her. Especially as she smacked his cock and then smacked Amber's head as the girl tongued her pussy. "Sean, either walk, or jerk. I wanna see that big, nigger dick all hard." "I will get you one day for this shit, you fucking white whore!" he swore, laughing evilly, but Sly didn't seem phased. She snorted and made Sean wank his big, black dick for her amusement. She laid back, getting her ass tongued, telling him to jerk off like a real nigger and telling Amber to dig deeper into her hole. "You are sick and depraved!" Sean exclaimed, shaking his head. "Jerk that cock hard and fast, boy! Shit!!!! Gimme that fucking nigger cock! This big, black nigger dick!" She snorted, pissed at Sean's lack of enthusiasm and grabbed his cock. She seemed to go crazy with lust as she clutched his fat, throbbing cock like a gear stick. Her other hand frigged her big, fat, protruding, clit, while Amber ate her ass ravenously. Sly came violently, throwing her head back on the couch and writhing like a frenzied, zealous beast. For ages, she lay back gasping and groaning, heaving for breath, her huge breasts rising and falling violently. Then she concentrated on his cock. She spat into her palms and gave him a hot, skilled hand job. He couldn't believe it but she sure knew how to handle a big, fat dick. She wanked and squeezed him fast and smooth as her other hand stroked his balls and teased his crack. It was exquisite. She was such a shameless slut, shouting at him to shoot his nigger dick in her mouth. He didn't even want to, but it happened anyway. She just beat the cum out of his balls. Sean had never thought a woman could rape a man, but Sly proved him wrong. She brought him off fast, making his balls explode violently. Sean shot one angry spurt of creamy cum after another, into her gaping mouth, but she did not allow him to touch her lips. She milked his cock dry, to the last drop, taking it on her tongue. She then swished his thick, creamy cum around her mouth, moaning with relish, before swallowing it down. "Mmmm. How you like that Sean. I just milked your big, black dick like a fucking cow. You're my milk cow now. Amber, get your tongue out of my ass and get back to work. Sean, get on your knees. Do it, you fucking loser. You had it all but you lost it. Now, suck my toes and slowly work your way up." She raised a foot and pushed her toe at his lips. Sean realized he had reached rock bottom as the fat lady sang while he licked her feet upwards. She made him skirt around her cunt and lick her stomach and tease her navel. Then she snaked an arm around his neck, pulled him to her tits and and fed him her big, silicon tits, one after the other, making him suck them till they were all wet. Then she got horny and shoved his face down between her full, juicy, dimpled thighs. She had a big, fat, bald pussy, with long, furled, dark lips that were like flaps. She reached between her legs and pulled her shiny lips apart, exposing the pink insides of her gash. She was so aroused that her juices were flowing in torrents, gathering at the bottom of her slit, and then trickling down her crack. The thick scent of her cunt filled his nostrils like a thick, musky perfume. At least she smelled good, Sean thought as she told him to eat her. He averted his eyes as he went down on her. Sean had always had an appetite for pussy. He would much rather have shot her than eat her, but she held all the cards. He swore he would get the white ho later and then did his best, sliding his long, wet tongue into her pussy and licking up and down her slit. She tasted surprisingly good, in fact very tasty. She told him to open his jaws wide and engulf her entire fat pussy. Then she made him drink her copious juices. He did so and found his tongue exploring her delicious cunt all on its own. If she had been nice to him, he would have eagerly fucked her. Sly was enjoying herself as she fed Sean her fat twat. She loved having absolute power over someone. She had lusted after him so much, and couldn't have him. He had had once been way above her but had come tumbling down and it was so nice to spit down on Sean and call him a nigger. It was so nice to use the word on a black man and he couldn't do shit about it. She felt so powerful as she grabbed his head and humped his face, making his chin all shiny with her juices. She was rubbing it in, talking some shit about "Yeah, suck the piss out my pussy, you no good nigger!" Sean was pissed but didn't let it show. He sucked on her huge, fat clit and finger fucked her pussy furiously, trying to get her so horny that she would beg him to fuck her. He knew that once he had his long, fat black dick in her pussy, he would have the bitch speaking Spanish and he would fuck the shit out of her and make her his bitch. Yeah, he would conquer her with his cock and show her who was boss. But Sly was a smart, conniving bitch. She made him bring her off with his fingers and mouth but wouldn't fuck him. She rolled over and made him eat her ass as he finger fucked her. The arrogant bitch frigged her clit and came like a nasty, nasty slut, again and again. She made Sean eat her holes till his jaw was sore. Then she gave him another mind blowing hand job and drank his cum again, without sucking him. Finally, Sly lay back on the couch, covered in sweat and dizzy from her orgasms. Chapter 16 "Damn Sean, to think a year ago, I was ready to walk ten miles barefoot and ass naked, just to have the chance to suck your dick. I cant tell you how good I felt, humiliating you, putting you down and making you eat my holes." "At least somebody enjoyed it," he replied dryly. "Sean, if you are a good boy, I will take care of you. After this stupid show, there will be bigger and better things. Look at Flava. Everybody was laughing at him and dissing him as he did that shit with Nielsen. But look at him now, he is in his second season. And do you know how much money that skinny, ugly nigger is making?" her face lit up with greed and dollar signs flashed in her eyes. "You just have to be patient, hard working and determined." Hunters and Predators Pt. 01 "Sly, I am grateful that you came to my rescue when nobody else did. I will not disappoint you. But I am not licking your cunt or ass any more. I paid my dues to you." "You will do what the fuck I tell you to." "I wont." He told her firmly. The look in his eyes reminded her of an abused slave planning on raping and murdering his white cracker mistress. She felt scared. She knew she could not push him farther. "You have no place to stay. I will put you up but you have to put out. I will give you a tremendous hand job and you will let me drink your cum! Deal?" "You want my cum you suck my dick." "Ah ah. Hand job and a roof over your head. That's a good fucking deal. And your cum is all you have to pay me with." "Why are you so into drinking my cum, you crazy white bitch?" "Lets see," she smiled naughtily. "Its potent, revitalizing and nutritious! And so tasty. Deal?" He nodded and picked up his clothes. As he dressed, she was watching him, with lust, wondering if she would be able to keep her hands off his body. Or if she would be able to break him and make him worship her reverently, and revel in being abused, like Amber did. Sly didn't sign the contract immediately, but dangled it in his face to keep him on the leash. Sean had no home and she said he could stay in her apartment till the show began. Sean viewed the show as a chance he didn't deserve but his only chance, and he was determined to make a good job of it. He went jogging and worked out twice a day, so he would look good for the reality show. Sly would grab Sean's cock and give him tremendous hand jobs, milking his big, black balls like a dairy cow. She drank his cum in the morning, before she left for work, and in the evening, when she came back. Sean would mostly be reading books, and he would cook and clean up. Sly found herself feeling good when she came home. She would strip down to her thongs and walk around the apartment, teasing him with her curves. She would not suck or fuck him. She said she didn't like his attitude and he wasn't getting pussy unless he called her his white Queen and begged for it. His pride shined in his eyes and he said, "Bitch Please!" Sean soon shed off his extra pounds and looked fit and trim again. When she would gaze at his naked, dark, chiselled body, Sly would nearly lose her resolve to drive him crazy and break his will. But the sadist in her would not let her. Chapter 17 After four weeks, she dressed him up in nice clothes and flew with him to the reality show. It was run by some TV Network in the South. They were picked up at the airport and driven to a farm somewhere in Texas. As he got details of the show at the briefing, Sean was so glad it wasn't broadcasting nationwide. It was a tasteless, reality show for an adult audience, which would feature washed out celebrities being very embarrassing, acting stupid, talking shit, showing a lot of flesh and messing around. Infra red cameras were inserted in the bedrooms to pick up sex scenes. It would start off with ten participants, and every week, the viewers would pick one to be thrown out. The longer one lasted, the more money they would make. The last remaining participant would earn a million dollars. Sean met the other participants. There were several washed out stars and a couple of local celebrities. They were all to work on the farm, under a sadistic boot camp style farm manager, doing gruelling, stupid farm chores. Though everything was supposed to seem spontaneous, they all played to a script, written by the producers. They were filmed all around the clock. They had no privacy. Sean's role was type cast. He was supposed to play the ghetto slang, broken English talking black clown, that couldn't perform any simple task, picked fights with everyone and tried to fuck the girls, who were all white, of course, with no success. He would strut around in basketball shorts and a wife beater, showing off his beautiful, dark muscles. And whereas all the others were allowed to have affairs and even sex, real or simulated (you couldn't really tell coz it had to take place under bed covers and was only captured by infra red cameras), he was not allowed to join in, for the producers said the Southern audience wouldn't like to see him laying his hands on white women. If the jail house and the dealers he owed money had not been waiting for him, Sean would have told the producers to kiss his black ass. However, he had to kiss their asses and use his chance to bounce back. The most popular participant on the show was Janice, a rich girl from some Southern aristocracy, who was trying to walk in Paris Hilton's footsteps. She was typecast as a spoilt, rich slut, always skimpily dressed, running around with no bra, big tits hanging half out of her top, flashing her thongs and cock teasing, talking shit, drinking and being arrogant. Sean was by far the most unpopular participant. The viewers hated him and wanted his black ass to be thrown out. However, the producers manipulated the votes because they liked to have him on the show, as the black anti hero. Tabloids ran stories about the aggressive, rude, lazy, sex crazed black man. The producers kept coming up with new ideas for Sean to act very stupid and be humiliated. At one point he couldn't take it any more, and threatened to quit, even if it meant jail. They comforted him by raising his salary. Sean caught up to the game, and played along, as long as they kept raising his fee. By the fourth week, he was up from 250k to 800. He knew he could never face people who knew him again, but the show wasn't airing back in New York, and all the people he knew had long forsaken him anyway. At least, when he came out, he would have loads of cash to start all over again. The producers required that Sean and Janice always fight and dis each other. He had to play like he was so in love and in lust with Janice and hated her because he could not have her. She on the other hand was to act arrogant, rude and disrespectful towards Sean, showing that she didn't hold much of him and black men in general. She was even instructed to tell him a couple of times that in her family, no one had ever even caught jungle fever. Back in New York, the show might have caused racial controversy, but in the South, Janice was loved by all the hill billies and white trash voyeurs that watched it regularly. Sean had a feeling that Janice had no problems at all with the role. In fact, she seemed to relish putting him down. He imagined she normally would not talk to a black guy, other than a waiter or valet. He hated her. But then, he hated them all, the producers and participants and Sly. He couldn't wait to be thrown out so he could pick up his cash and leave, to make a new beginning with his life. Chapter 18 The producers decided to add a new plot twist to the script. Sean was to try and fuck Janice try to fuck Janice, in a barn, but she would turn him down. He would then try to rape her, but she would fight him off successfully, of course, popping one to his balls. He would then be suspended from the show, and then come grovelling and apologizing to her profusely and begging her to let him be allowed back on the show, at which point she would show the rogue some mercy. Sean was reluctant to play the part, even after they offered him 1 million. Then they threatened to kick him out, without a single cent. He said he would sue them. Sly was pissed and told him that the drug dealers he owed money had contacted her and if he refused to follow the script, she would let them have him. And they now just wanted him dead really. Sean finally gave in and said he would do it for 1,5. He demanded it in writing. Sly smiled, for she would get half of that. There was one room that had no cameras. It was a room in which the participants could disappear and take soft and hard drugs that were secretly supplied by the producers, in order for them to feel good and lose their inhibitions, for the show required of them to really act the fool. It was a small living room, with plush couches and a small table that was always littered with several little mirrors, razor blades, crisp bills, vials containing a certain white powder, ecstasy pills, weed and papers. Sean was chilling in this room one day, sitting back in a couch, after sniffing a couple of lines. He was smoking weed and stroking his hard, agitated cock through his basketball pants. The door opened and Janice walked in. She was twenty years and had some Spanish blood, which gave her a light tan and long, thick, curly, raven black hair that framed a pretty, oval face. Her eyes were big, sultry and dark, her lips full and pouting. Janice was tall and had a curvaceous, feminine booty like a black girl. She had thick, full breasts, a tiny waist and curvy, wide, flaring hips, giving her an hour glass shaped body. She had a gorgeous, pear shaped ass, juicy, silky thighs and long, shapely legs. Janice was hot and she loved flaunting it. She was dressed skimpily as always, wearing a tiny bandanna wrapped around her big, jutting tits and a wrap around mini skirt and high heeled glass slippers. She entered and nodded at Sean, who stopped stroking his cock but kept his hand over it. He didn't give a fuck what she thought of him. Janice rushed to the table, bent over and sniffed a couple of lines. Her skirt had risen high around her hips and Sean found himself gazing at her fine, round, taut ass globes, split a tiny, siren red thong. A plumb mound was cupped in the gusset of her tiny, tight thong and it was was wedged up in the slit of her twat. Sean's cock grew rigid in his pants as he ogled her ass and pussy. She smiled lasciviously down at him, rubbing her nose, her eyes blazing from the drug. "See something you like, cowboy?" she teased, pushing her ass out at him wagging it. Sean reckoned she was just out to tease him again and rub it in. He knew if he grabbed, the white ho would yell out rape, like the other one did. "Why the fuck are you doing this?" "You know my role, I am supposed to be a nasty cock teaser!" she said cheekily, smoothing down her skirt and coming to perch next to him on the couch, keeping some distance. She pulled her long legs onto the couch and let them fall apart, giving him a bird eye view of her red thong covered cunt. Yeah, she was really into her role all right, Sean thought nastily. Probably had an ever dry pussy and couldn't even suck dick in real life, old skanky ass rich bitch. "No. Why are you on this show? Your folks are rich. You don't need this?" he passed her the blunt. "My brother and my fiancé are producing it, and they talked me into coming on, to add a Paris Hilton touch, hi hi hi." She puffed deeply, then continued, breathing smoke like a dragon. "Its all just an act, yunno. Without all this assistance," she nodded at the drugs, "I could never pull it off. I mean, I play such an embarrassing ass hole really, and everybody loves me for it. I cant believe I am so popular," she chuckled. "Maybe I should take Paris' crown as the most notorious rich slut in this country. That skinny blond ain't got shit on me. She cant even compare to my curves..." she shook her tits proudly and giggled naughtily. "What do you say? Please put on the hood accent. I love it." "But, your parents, I mean, how do they feel about this?" "They know its just a show, and I am earning a cool two million." "Two! Fuck!" "Yeah, and I am going to win too. Its in my fucking contract! This stupid show is my diving board to bigger, better things. I always wanted a career in the media." "Damn! So its loaded dice all the way!" "Of course. I mean, you know that everything here is fake. I know you are not as stupid as you have to act. Why do you put up with it?" She gazed into his dark eyes and they sparkled with intelligence and pain. "Well, when you are desperate for money, you do all sorts of things. I mean, I fucked up big time, and am trying to sort out the mess." "It doesn't mean you have to let them trample all over you though. And Sean, I think its really stupid of them that they don't allow you to even make out with the girls. Some of them really think you are cute." "The producers think the viewers would hate it. You know, white men hate it when white women date black men." "Yeah, they all talk bad about it, but they love to watch. I mean," she broke into a dirty giggle. "Don't say this to anyone, but my fiancé Ray, has a large collection of IR porn. Of course, he says its disgusting and calls the girls whores and sluts, but he is a regular consumer." She paused and broke out into naughty, dirty laughter. "He loves to watch hung black thugs taking white girls, believe me, I noticed big, big, time..." Sean joined in her dirty laughter. "You like watching too." "Its fun. Though its all fake of course." "Why would you say that?" "Come on, I mean, those black studs are all hung like horses, and they seem to just go on for hours. And they make the girls do all sorts of degrading, humiliating stuff that no girl would do. Its all fake, just like this show." "Have you ever fucked a black dude?" "No! Of course not!" she gasped, surprised by his coarse, direct question. "So, how would you know then?" he looked pointedly into her face. His gaze seemed to mesmerize her. "Don't knock it till you try it." "Is that an offer?" she teased. Chapter 19 Janice started feeling naughty and it wasn't just that the drugs and the alcohol were removing her inhibitions. Sean had this aura about him that she found attractive, something raw, wild and animal. She and the other girls had often whispered about him, and the naughty ones had said he seemed like a wild, nasty nigger that would fuck the hell out of a bitch and make her cum for hours! Hi hi hi. That made her curious, and she was always stealing quick looks at Sean's dark, sexy muscles and the thick bulge in his pants when they carried out their chores. When she would catch him ogling her, which he did openly, she always found herself feeling very excited, even though the script demanded for her to be annoyed by his advances and put him down. Normally, she would never have flirted with a black guy. Her fiancé and her parents would kill her. But Janice felt like teasing him. After all, things could not get out of hand anyway, with everyone just a few meters away. "I said is that an offer?" she teased again, her dark eyes gazing seductively into his. Smiling naughtily, she leaned close to him, pressing her thick breast into his arm. She took the joint from his lips and took a deep toke. The she cupped his chin and opened his jaws. "Open up," she said huskily, and exhaled into his mouth. He sucked in the thick ganja clouds in. She felt excited and naughty and did it again. "Lemme show you how to do it properly," Sean took the blunt and inhaled. Then he slid an arm around her neck and pulled her face close. Janice froze, her brains reeling. She felt she should pull back from his touch. She knew exactly what he was planning, for she had done it before, with her girlfriends. Sean opened his lips and placed them gently over hers. Their eyes stared into each other at very close range. Janice felt herself drown in his dark, lustful gaze. His tongue gently pried her lips apart. Janice stifled a gasp and shivered. Then he exhaled the thick weed smoke into her mouth. Her glassy, dark eyes suddenly blazed into his. She sucked in the smoke and Janice felt the potent drug seem to shoot up to her brain and expand, spreading a tingly, exciting warmth all over her. Sean was about to release her, then he decided to do what he had been wanting to do for ages. He eased his tongue into her mouth and gently licked the insides of her lips and her gums. She remained frozen still. Then his long, wet tongue slid onto hers and invited it to a dance. She sighed into his mouth and her body went all soft. Then her soft, tasty mouth sucked on his and they kissed languidly. He cupped a large, soft breast and squeezed it, as his other hand stroked a soft hip, following its curve down to a soft, silky ass cheek. "Mmmmm!" Janice cooed like a dove Chapter 20 Janice felt like she was in a dream which she was powerless to direct or control. She was swept away on a warm, buoyant cloud that carried her up and made her soar. Her young, excited, hot body responded automatically. Her hands suddenly leaped at him, sliding in under his wife beater to grab hot, firm muscles. She started feasting on his lips ravenously, and Sean squeezed her tits hard and tweaked on her nipples as his fingers sank into her ass cheeks. She moaned into his mouth and pushed her hot body feverishly into his as she licked and chewed on his thick lips, sucking and producing succulent slurps. His pent up lust and sexual frustration drove him wild. He felt like his whole body was one big, hard, excited cock and a pair of thick balls filled with boiling cum. He wanted to fuck and he had to have Janice fast. He slapped his big hand into her cunt and squeezed it hard. Janice released a long, prolonged moan as her body was hit by heavy shudders. Her pussy was hot and soft in his hand, and his palm immediately became wet with her juices. His fingers slid in under her tight gusset and they met the soft, hot, dripping folds of her smooth, shaved vagina. He was so horny he only stroked her a bit and then shoved a long, big black digit in her hot fuck hole. It was sucked into her clenching, hot tunnel. "Fuck! Girl you hot!" he groaned, and he tried to push his body on top of her. But Janice pushed him back. As she felt his fingers in her pussy, she snapped out of the horny dream. Shrill alarm bells rang in her head. The black man had his fingers in her cunt. She almost sobered up completely from the drugs she had taken. "No! Stop it at once Sean. Stop it!" "Yeah, fuck you Janice! Sticking to the racist script from your fiancé, right. You know what, I am tired of shit!" He shot to his feet and his hand snaked out and grabbed a handful of her long, dark hair. "Let me go or I will scream Sean and you will be in shit!" she threatened. A sudden change came over him. He glared at her with a face covered by a dangerous mixture of pure lust, cold anger and hatred. "You do that, and I will take that face apart before anybody can come in here!" he growled in a murderous, cold voice. Sean was so mad. His arousal and all the pent up cum in his balls was driving him nuts and making him reckless. He was tired of being teased, by Sly, her and the producers. He jumped to his feet and dropped his basketball shorts. His large, thick, black cock pointed angrily at her. He grabbed it and started wanking it slowly. Her eyes opened wide and remained glued to his dark meat. She looked at it like it was a poisonous about to bite her. Her lips trembled and she whimpered. "You staring now, huh! White fucking bitch! You like to watch it in porn but wont grab it when its just an inch from your face huh... You think its too dirty for you huh, this fucking big, black Nigga cock? Is that it?" He inched closer and peeled the foreskin back. His thick, shiny, dark, heart shaped head emerged and the big pee slit was weeping thick pre cum The musky smell of his excited manhood hit her nostrils and got her even higher. She felt dizzy, her mouth watered and the juices dripped into Janice's young cunt like a river in flood. He seemed to sense her arousal, despite her reluctance. "Take it in your fucking hands. Do it bitch!" he yanked on her hair making her wince. Janice swallowed hard. Her eyes opened wide, like a trapped animal. Her pale, shaky hand slowly reached out in slow motion, and she touched his cock tentatively and pulled back, gasping, like she thought the venomous snake would strike with its deadly fangs. Hunters and Predators Pt. 01 "Don't fuck with me now, grab the motherfucker!" Sean knew that if anyone walked through the door, he was done and finished with. He would be thrown out, charged with rape, whatever. He would be in such shit he would wish he was never born. For what, just Janice and her white pussy. Was she worth it? As he gazed down at her, he realized she was. He wanted to fuck her. He wanted to make her his. He knew he really couldn't have her. She was a rich white girl, he was a washed out, broke black man. But he would do it or die trying. He had never wanted anyone or anything so bad, ever since he stopped playing ball. He felt a primal instinct embedded deep inside him come alive. He felt like a hunter and Janice was his prey. He would devour her. This white gazelle. "I am going to make you mine, Janice. You hear? You are going to become my woman. My bitch! My slut! My white whore!!!" he growled at her, with a confidence and conviction that scared her and excited her at the same time. She gasped. The black man wanted to conquer her. Something inside her desired to be conquered by a strong male. She felt a passionate, feminine spirit come alive in her. She tossed her hair back and her eyes sparkled. Her nostrils became flared and her pendulous breasts rose and fell to her sharp, shallow breaths. "Grab my cock like a grown up woman. You are not a fucking kid but a beautiful, attractive woman. Go on, grab that fucking big black cock in your hand..." Janice's hand was no longer shaking as she lay it around his dark, veined shaft. It felt like hot velvet. She could hardly get her hand around it. She squeezed it and felt it throb and pulse with life and raw, male energy. "Stroke the motherfucker. You know the routine, just like them girls in the porn flicks. Only I ain't your fucking fiancé getting off watching niggers fuck. I am the Nigga that's gonna fuck you. Now, stroke that big Nigga cock!" His voice was commanding and filled with lust. His words made her blush and gasp, but her body seemed to understand them very well. Her other hand rose and she double fisted his cock. She loved cradling him in her palms, and she was so excited from the arousing contrast between the dark, velvety cock and her pale hands. His dick was so huge and so black. It seemed so threatening and so dominant. It seemed to mesmerize her. She felt her head get woozy. Something warm started melting and spreading in her belly. She started stroking up and down, slowly, sensuously. A groan escaped him and his hips twitched. She felt excited. She was doing good. She started rolling and twisting her palms as she stroked him. His dick grew even harder. "Lick up your little appetizer!" he said huskily to her. "Do it now!" he pulled her to his cock. With a deep blush on her cheeks and neck, and huge, glassy eyes, she leaned forwards as if in slow motion and her tongue lapped up the cream from his pee slit, slowly, as if in slow motion. A string of his cum dangled wetly from the tip of her tongue. She sucked her tongue back into her mouth. The tangy, salty cream hit her taste buds and made her senses reel. Her mouth filled up with saliva. She swallowed. "go on and get the rest. Its all for you baby." He didn't have to pull her this time. She held his cock up like baseball bat and squeezed, forcing the blood into the head. "That's a fucking huge nigger dick!" she rasped, all the air leaving her. "I didn't mean it like..." she stuttered, blushing and looking up at him. "Yeah, its a fucking huge Nigga dick, Janice," he said in a gentle voice and stroked her head. "Now, lap it up, like a good little white whore!" "Gosh, you are coarse," she rasped, shivering, her eyes glued to his cock. She licked her full, pouting pink lips, making them wet. Then she dipped down and her tongue swiped his thick dick head. As her tongue stroked the spongy, hot head, she felt herself sink into a dream like state. Bubbles popped all over her tingly skin. A carnal lust overwhelmed her. She lapped up the strings of his man cream, and mews of relish escaped her. Then she smeared her mouth to his pee slit and sucked. He groaned and his hips shook. "Mmmm! You taste real good..." she rasped. "I cant believe I am doing this," she whispered hoarsely, feeling powerless against her carnal desires. She had sucked Ray's pink cock but had never felt like this. Sean's cock was so appetizing and so attractive. She wanted to make it happy and please it all she could. She pursed her lips and pressed them against his dick head. Then she dragged them all over his throbbing, thick head and showered it with wet, loving kisses that were soft like butterfly wings. Then she dipped and went down the shaft, kissing it, licking it, drenching it with her saliva. She paused and leaned back, gazing at his alluring, dark, meaty cock, now all shiny with her spit. It looked so beautiful in her pale hands and so appetizing. Her belly rumbled. She had to have it in her mouth. Groaning with want, she pressed her lips against his head and bore down on him. Her pink lips mushroomed open around him, as she vacuumed him inside, engulfing him in her hot, wet mouth. She looked up at him with her glassy eyes as she nibbled and chewed on his head, moaning with relish. Her fists started pumping slowly, smoothly, up and down, squeezing more blood into his head, making him fill her mouth up to bursting. She alternated between sucking him hard and stroking the sensitive underside with her tongue, all the while gazing up at him. She wanted him read it in her eyes just how much she wanted to please him. "Oh fuck!!!!" Sean growled deep in his chest. He was having such a hard time holding back. His balls were screaming with the dire need to explode. As she felt his agitation, Janice felt powerful and daring. "Like that huh, Sean. Like the way I suck your big, black cock!" she teased, with a shine in her eyes. She spat on the thick head and rubbed her saliva in, rolling her palm around his thick head. "fuck, I don't wanna cum off like a one minute Nigga Janice. But, you know I haven't been getting none baby. I couldn't even jerk off with all them cameras." "You wanna cum huh!" she teased, smiling naughtily, rolling his dick head around her tongue and lavishing it with kisses. "Wanna empty these big, black balls in my mouth and make me have to drink your black babies!" Janice was in her element now. She loved to play with Sean and drive him mad with arousal. She forgot all about her fiancée as she worked on Sean's bigger, fatter, black cock that was burning into her pale hands and begging to explode. The aroused girl didn't even waste a thought on Ray, her fiancé. She felt wicked as she spat into her palm and slapped it around his big, hairy balls, making him gasp and jump. Then she started pulling and stroking them. They felt so fat and heavy. "fuck! You are full to your ears with cum! Lemme drink you! Fill my mouth with your tasty black babies..." All Sean could do was gasp and groan as she vacuumed his dick in. She gazed up and held his eyes with her dark, sultry, passionate slits, as she clamped her mouth around his cock like a tight pussy and started bobbing her head up and down, while she wanked his cock and stroked his balls to the same rhythm. It was simply so exquisite. "Oh fu-u-u-u-u-u-ck! Take my cum, you hot white bitch!" Sean's dick swelled so thickly she though he would gag her. Then his huge balls simply exploded like a vicious bomb blast, making him see starts in broad daylight. A thick, angry jet of cum hit the roof of Janice's mouth, nearly knocking her on her back. But she held on tenaciously and started sucking and swallowing greedily, pumping him frenziedly. Sean's face was a vicious mask and the tendons of his neck stood out. His hips jerked violently as she beat his meat hard and fast and he shot thick wad of cum after another into her mouth. For a second, Janice felt fear. Her mouth was rapidly filling up with his thick, creamy, hot salty cum She had so much in her mouth she thought she would drown. She gulped and swallowed desperately even as she beat him till he was empty. She knelt before him, gasping for breath as her tongue chased up the cum that was dripping down her chin. She felt her belly filling up like she had just eaten hot, creamy mustard. "Shit! That's a tasty, salty cock tail there. Ray never ever gave me so much cum to drink. Thanks darling," she said huskily and then she licked his cock and balls clean. Chapter 21 "Shit!" Janice rasped as she sat back on her haunches. "That was pretty stupid. If anyone had walked in, we would have been in deep shit! I better leave, before anyone gets suspicious. And Sean, this stays between us. And it cant ever happen again, all right?" "Fuck that! I ain't done with you yet." Sean pulled Janice into his arms. "No! Sean. We will hook up when we get out of here. I am engaged, and we have pushed it far enough as it is. He will freak out.." "Forget that white boy!" He yanked her into his body and embraced her tightly as he engulfed her lips with his. He shoved his tongue into her mouth, tasking his cum as he explored her. Janice tried to push him off, but his animal assault made her melt like putty. She opened her mouth and sucked on his thick lips. She loved them, they felt like thick, warm, soft pillows made to lick and suck and slurp. She felt Sean's big, powerful hands roaming all over her body, spreading wonderful, tingly sensations as they sank into her flesh. They followed the curve of her hip and landed on her butt cheeks, squeezing them through the thin material of her wraparound skirt. Then they slid under the tiny garment and his powerful fingers sank into her soft, bouncy ass globes and it felt so good. He raised her, leaving her on her toes and pulled her itching cunt onto his rapidly hardening cock. She felt woozy and her legs melted. She sagged into his body and moaned into his mouth. Her hands started stroking his hard, hot muscles and the juices flowed into her cunt. She felt one of his hands slide in between her cheeks as the other cupped her cunt. As his fingers slid into her pussy, she put up token resistance, then she was parting her legs, allowing him to finger her. His palm slapped furiously into her cunt as his big finger churned her excited pussy, making her moan with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. "Fuck! I gotta have you!" Sean grunted like an animal and ripped her wrap around skirt from around her hips. Janice thought she should stop him, but she succumbed to her carnal arousal and grabbed his cock and gave it a possessive squeeze. Then she started wanking it, enjoying that it was hard again. "fuck! You are so hard again! Ray needs at least half an hour in between" He is a weak white boy, I am a nasty, real Nigga!" Sean snorted with derision and she realized that she shared it. He grabbed her flimsy, red thong and yanked on it, stretching it. It started to crack at the seams. He tugged harder, and ripped it off her hips. He brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply of her musky scent and groaned with relish. Then he licked it, and groaned even deeper. "Shit, that pussy smells and tastes so good," he groaned, slapping his hand into her cunt and shoving a digit up her, screwing it in to the depths of her hot tunnel. "Aaaah!!! Please Sean. You should stop it.... Please" she whimpered, her lusty hips fucking his hand back lustily, as she tried to cum on his hand. "Don't be a fake bitch! I need to go straight to the source." Sean wrapped his arms around her and raised her off the ground. He turned her around, bringing her ass to his face and her face to his cock. She felt dizzy as the blood rushed to her head. Her dark curls hung to the floor. She held on tightly to him, fearing he would drop her. "Suck my cock and spread them thighs for my tongue!" he growled. "No. Sean. Please put me down. Someone can come in..." That would be so embarrassing, she thought, blushing deeply. "I will drop you on your head if you don't start sucking right now..." Janice whimpered with fear and started sucking his dick. Sean held her up easily and she felt him nuzzling her genitals. Then his thick, soft, wet, hot tongue was swiping her slit and it felt so good on her excited, engorged lips. He sucked them between his thick lips and gorged himself on them, groaning with relish. Her dizziness increased as her pussy melted on his tongue. He gorged himself on her tasty twat, sucking the juices out of her. Then he burrowed his tongue into the soft, delicious, tasty folds of her vagina. He buried half his long tongue into her tunnel and bobbed his head, fucking her exquisitely. Janice forgot all about the people who might walk in on them and the fact that she was hanging precariously upside down. She started rolling and thrusting lustily with her hips, fucking his face as she threw her lips at his cock. Her mouth wrapped around his throbbing meat like a tight, hot, wet vagina and she blew his dick like a horny, shameless ho. "Oh yes! That's it you rich white bitch. Suck the skin off my cock. Blow that Nigga dick! Shit!" Sean's hips whipped back and forth as he fucked her upturned mouth with his huge cock, and tongued her pussy frenziedly. The two of them were so wildly aroused, and they moaned and groaned with pleasure. Sean impressed her with his physical fitness as he turned her around and pulled her up in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he scooped up her thighs. She felt him guide his cock to her hole. "No! Stop it Sean!" she cried in panic as her pussy melted around the thick, spongy head. Sean grunted and punched his dick into her slit. She cried sharply, feeling so full of hard, black cock. Wild arousal gripped her as he sank his fingers into her cheeks and ground her cunt into his meat. Then he started pumping her easily up and down as he rammed his dick smoothly into her pussy. She was so stretched she thought his big dick would tear her open, yet she felt so great, so alive and so horny. She was so tingly. It was like her whole body was one, big excited pussy that desperately needed to get fucked. She clamped her lips around his, sucking hard on his tongue as she started bouncing in his arms, fucking him back lustily. Sean parted his powerful thighs for balance and hit her pussy like a punching bag, making her cry sharply at every deep, wonderful thrust. Then he started walking around the room, fucking her at every step and Janice felt like she was flying and she never wanted to come down. She had never been so beautifully fucked. His movements were like dancing, yet so powerful. She loved the way he was pulling out only to ram his cock all the way up her cunt, again and again. She closed her eyes and cried sweetly as her first orgasm ripped through her. And she knew there would be many more to cum. Sean finally dropped her on a couch, on her back and dropped to his knees, keeping his long cock embedded in her dripping gash. He pushed her thighs up and parted them. Janice stared in disbelief at the large, fleshy black tube that was stretching her pink cunt lips around it. It was all smeared with her juices. "Fuck! What am I doing here? This is so obscene. Ray will kill me..." "Who the fuck is Ray?" "My fiancé! Oh Sean. Lets stop. Please!" "Fuck Ray!" Sean snorted and slapped her mons hard. "Squeeze that pussy real tight around me, Janice. There you go, milk that big Nigga dick all up in your white twat!" Sean groaned huskily and she found herself obeying. Janice found herself obeying. She moaned, loving feeling the big, black cock throbbing in her pulsating pussy. Sweat broke out on her forehead from the effort as she squeezed him harder than she had ever squeezed a cock before. Sean loved it and groaned deep in his chest. Her pussy felt like a tight sheath filled with hot butter around his cock. Sean started moving faster as his arousal rose. He grabbed her slim waist, surrounding it with his big, dark hands and he started pumping her back and forth on his cock, as he plunged it into the moist depths of her cunt. Janice moaned, a deep blush covering her cheeks, neck and chest. She started rolling her hips, grinding her itchy, burning clit into his dick. "Fuck, that's good. Get into it, you married whore!" he grunted and stepped up the tempo. Now his hips were slapping with succulence into her ass and his balls were hitting her in the crack of her ass. She felt so good as his huge, black cock filled her up again and again. Janice gazed at his dark, muscular body flexing as he fucked her lustily. She felt overpowered by him and succumbed to him and her carnal lust. "Oh yes! Fuck me Sean! Fuck me with that big, black cock!" "Yeah! Take it whore!" he swore and fucked her hard. "Take that Nigga dick deep inside your white pussy. I wanna fuck you so hard your fiancé will hear you screaming for more big, black Nigga cock!" His words shocked her, reminding her that she was not only cheating on Ray but about getting fucked hard, by a black man, and anybody could walk in and catch her, lying there full of black dick. She suddenly felt so ashamed and wanted to stop. But her body had a mind of its own. Her hips pumped furiously, slapping into his pelvis as his cock plunged repeatedly into her tunnel, sending her orgasm rushing at her. As he felt her pussy clench tightly around his dick, Sean started yanking her violently onto his cock as he rammed it into her. Janice went wild as a shattering orgasm crashed into her body. Her pussy exploded around his cock and she saw a myriad of bright colors, that gained in intensity as Sean kept fucking her. Janice felt pure bliss. She fought to muffle her screams of pleasure, as her body threshed about violently and her head tossed wildly, sending her long, dark mane flying. Sean buried his cock in her to the hilt and it grew big and hard like steel. Then he was hissing and grimacing and his hips were jerking violently as he came hard, emptying his balls in her. He collapsed on top of her and their sweaty bodies hugged each other as they gasped and kissed. Finally, Sean pulled out of her. His dick was still hard and smeared with her pussy juices and his cum. He pulled her up and brought it to her face. She started licking it, whimpering with joy. Chapter 22 "Damn! That was hot! You guys need to be careful though." The two of them whirled to see Chad, or Chaddie, as everyone called him. He was a former rock singer who had tried a career as a porn star after his band was dropped. He was married to a former porn starlet and had several kids with her. He had stopped the porn business and was apparently going to become a pastor. He was in his early thirties, and was a tall, muscular beef cake, with short, spiky blond hair.. He was wearing a sports vest stretched around his muscular torso. His pants were around his knees and he was wanking a hard cock, that was way smaller than Sean's. His eyes kept darting from Janice's gaping pussy to Sean's hard cock. "Ray would be mad as hell, Janice, to find out his fiancé is fucking a black man. Sean, the producers might not like this. You know they are racists..." "Don't you dare say anything about this," Sean growled. "I wont," he replied with a smile. "As long as I can play too." He walked up to them, his eyes darting to and fro between their genitals. Sean smirked as he saw the white boy was lusting after them both. However, Janice closed her thighs. "Chad! No! I ain't fucking your pink little cock. I wont even feel it," Janice spat with derision. "Sean, don't let him fuck your bitch!" "You heard her. And if you say a word, I will break your head." "I just wanna lick her. Please!" "But I just came in her!" "I know!" Hunters and Predators Pt. 02 Note: When I started on this, I actually intended to do some corrections on a previous submission of mine. However, the thing developed its own dynamics and became a new story. Therefore, what I now have is a story inspired by an elder submission, but it does not have much to do with it anymore. I decided not to change the names, so, if you are one of those nuts out there that love my stories you will know the original story. If not, well, I hope you still enjoy this. Other than that, well, this is really, definitely my last story. * Prologue: Rules of the hunt 1) The hunt shall be carried out by black males and females to acquire power over people of pale complexion, with Caucasians beings the Prime Prey. 2)The Prey shall be persons that can further help you in your endeavor to acquire wealth, power and influence. 3)The Hunt shall not be carried out solely for recreational purposes. 4)The Hunter shall subdue his/her prey, and achieve full and total control over them. The Hunter shall then fully exploit The Prey's finances, knowledge, social status, contacts. 5)Where the necessity arises for The Hunter to resort to barbaric, brutal or even sadistic practices in order to subdue his prey, the Hunter shall try and refrain from enjoying himself too much. (Barbarism destroys and dehumanizes the perpetrator, just look at those people there.) 6)The consumption of addictive drugs by The Hunter is strictly forbidden, although these may be used to soften up the prey. The only exception is limited amounts of weed and its derivatives and alcohol. 7)The Hunt may be extended to any persons of a paler hue, of both sexes, however, fellow blacks, Africans and Aborigines shall not be used as Prey. Black women may still be fucked thoroughly and out of their minds, but they shall be treated with respect. 8)The Hunter is strictly forbidden to enter emotional relationships with the prey, except in the case of a female bearing his children. However, special care should be taken when falling in love with a white woman, for they have a reputation of being disloyal, opportunistic, frivolous and fickle disposition, rumored to be at the most, only capable of feeling true affection for their young off spring. 9)When a white male is chosen as Prey and subdued, he shall be made to play the female role, allowing the Hunter access to his tongue, mouth and hole. The Hunter shall however return him no favors, he may only be allowed to play with himself in some small dark corner, at the most. For his pleasure shall not be derived from fulfilling sex, but rather from serving slavishly and being humiliated. The male Prey shall be made to revere, worship and love the Hunter's black man- or womanhood, and be constantly demeaned and reminded of his inferior and perversive self. He shall be watched at all times, and the hunter shall always be on the ready to do him in at any time, in case the sneaky conniver tries to pull some shit. 10)The Hunter shall keep his body fit, healthy, attractive and virile, through regular exercise and good eating and living habits. He shall develop his mind constantly, through the enjoyment and study of literature and Arts. He shall be of good disposition, smiling,laughing and enjoying life to the full, for a happy Hunter is a good Hunter. 11)Females of The Prey who conceive black children and behave themselves, may be treated with respect and allowed to enjoy life, as shall their female off spring. 12)However, male members of The Prey shall only be allowed to feel joy when they partake in humiliating practices, something most of them enjoy anyway. All a good Hunter has to do is get them to accept this part of their psyche. 13)Remember, you are playing with fire, therefore, always be careful, never take unnecessary risks, do not hunt any prey unless you have the upper hand, physically and mentally. Show no weakness, show no mercy, leave no hard evidence, and enjoy the hunt to the full, so that you may have the appetite for many more hunts to cum. Enjoy the Hunt and be successful in life. As the Financial Manageress went through the secret rules that guided their corporation, she nodded with approval. The Hunt was perfect for a black owned company trying to make it in the financial world. It had brought them so far. Most of the companies their corporation had taken over in recent years were run by black appointees, who stayed in the back ground, but controlled all the white male and females in the meaningful positions, ruling and dominating them, impregnating the women and giving them beautiful black babies, whilst the men were reduced to cock sucking,feminine pussy boys. All visiting black members of staff were allowed access to any female they desired to enjoy or any male they wished to debase. One might have thought the males got the wrong end of the stick,however, truth be told, they seemed so happy and content with their role of being used and abused by blacks. She had never made any white dude suck her black ass, who didn't love it. In fact, she reckoned the only problem she had was that she sometimes went on the hunt for recreational purposes, way too often, actually. She was feeling all excited and tingly, for the boss was returning soon, from another successful hunt. She coulndt wait to hear accounts of new conquered white mouths, pussies and butt holes. An hour later, she was exclaiming, "What the fuck! I mean, you go off and buy a bunch of loss making TV stations that cater for a white audience. Nigga, is you crazy?" the financial manageress asked her boss as her cocoa brown hand stroked his jet black cock. They were relaxing on a couch in the New York office of his corporation, looking down on Manhattan and feeling like TONY (Top of New York). He had just jetted in form a long business trip, and she had quickly welcomed his big, black bossy cock back to town. "I am building a Media empire?" he told her, enjoying the sweet caress of her hand on his flaccid but long cock, that was still wet from her saliva, pussy juices and his cum. "The fuck for? There ain't no big money in that shit. We make more money in construction." "It ain't always about the cash, its about projecting the images. Look baby, the Media is controlled by old money, rich white men. That is why they typecast and stereotype blacks, Latinos, the minorities and even the poor whites. I mean, the American dream is a fake. At the most, 5 percent of the population have the chance to change their class and move up..." "Like you did." "Yeah, but if I wasn't talented in sport, I would probably be in the Ghetto or locked up. Other than music or sport, most of us do not have the opportunity to come up. But the Media wants to make us and the world believe that its our fault, for being lazy, criminal drug dealing, irresponsible assholes." "Yeah, what they do to blacks on TV ain't funny." "Its not just blacks. Look at Jerry Springer. You see poor whites there, behaving like ass holes. Violent, cheating, promiscuous, dumb white trash. I mean, middle class and rich white people cheat, fight, cuss and all that, but you don't see them on Jerry Springer. Its like they saying, "Only white trash behaves like this, that's is why they are poor." I mean, the same applies to your favorite Sitcom, "King of Queens..." "What you got against it, come on. You know I love that shit." "Look at Doug, he is working class, right..." "Yeah, he's a cool, funny, cuddly white guy. In fact, I don't even think about his race when I watch that... "Yeah, but Doug is poor, right. You know he is not gonna rise up in life, unless he wins the lottery. Coz Doug is dumb..." "He ain't dumb!!!!" "He is. He has a limited vocabulary, he never reads a book, he drinks beer and watches TV with his friends, he has no ambition, his wife is smarter than him, he cant cook, he cant do much for himself. Therefore, in the back of your mind, every viewer is going, "Yeah, Doug deserves to be where he is." The same message, "The working class are poor, coz its their own fault. That's why I bought those white stations, but none of the workers are supposed to know that they are now black owned. We will put Chad at the front. He will give them my directions. I am gonna reach a white audience with my own type of propaganda." "Which is?" "We are gonna be smart and subtle, working on the sub conscious level, yunno. We will produce and broadcast typical, white movies and series in standard formats, just like any other TV station. But in all our productions, white men will be stereotyped as weak, perverted, corrupt, sick, cheating, fucked up type of guys, who taint, betray and destroy everyone they touch, even their wives and families. Which is true anyway, but nobody dares say it. Black and other minority characters will be featured in minor roles, and they will always be portrayed as being nicer, cooler, stronger, smarter and much more humane than the white males. I mean, it has to be done carefully, but we will employ professionals." "We will also have a series of so called reality and documentary programs which will show white people acting fucked up. You know, this cheap, semi pornographic shit." "But there are loads of those already, like you said." "The difference is, we will focus on rich and middle class whites." "They wouldn't participate." "Oh, there are a lot of formerly rich blue bloods who have fallen on hard times, are broke and in debt. We will offer them a little cash, white people will do anything for cash. And there is loads of them like Paris Hilton, who don't have to, but love being in the spotlight, even it means doing fucked up, disgusting shit. Natural whores, yunno. We will get those. The rest of it, we will just fake. There is loads of struggling actors out there, we will give them fake Ids, families, everything. If it comes out we will say we didn't know that they were lying. We will even make a show of suing them. We will put blacks in charge of the scripts and they will control the final products." "What if the staff refuse to work on such productions? I mean, they will soon realize that we are cartooning their honky asses like they always do us." "As long as they are getting paid, whites will do anything. If they act funny, we will just fire one or two of them, that will put them in line." "Damn, this is such a cool idea. You know what, this shit might not make a profit, but I am all for it now. I am getting so horny from the idea. Wanna fuck again?" "Yeah, but why don't we go out and hunt us a sweet, pretty little white couple to ravish and debauch?" "We should make a reality Porn Series with the title, "Hunting young white couples" or something. You know what would really be cool would be a series that shows straight white men who turn into black cock loving fags. Mmmm!" she sucked his dick to demonstrate. "Yeah, and they should be shown sucking black ass and being beaten and treated real bad by black man and women and loving it.." "Shit, cum in my mouth baby, then lets go and hunt us a sweet, little white couple! Not one of them white trashy ones, but yunno, rich daddy's lil boy and girl. I wanna kick some ass and fart in their faces." The black boss moaned and groaned as the black woman ate his dick hungrily. Soon, they would be on the hunt. The Prey: It couldn't have started off better for Max, the 22 year tall, athletic and handsome blond with glassy, cobalt blue eyes. Max, the son of a wealthy, upper middle class family from upstate New York, left the prestigious University where he was studying business, the same one that his dad and grand dad had attended before him, to fly to New York City and spend the week end with his girlfriend, Lisa. Lisa met him at the airport, looking alluring, in a wrap around halter top and a pair of tiny, short shorts, looking like his very own private Paris Hilton. She was tall and slim, with a tom boy body, a pretty, sweet, heart shaped face with big, captivating, green eyes and short, smooth blond hair. Not only did she look similar to Paris, but she seemed to be tearing herself several pages from the notorious, rich girl's book. After picking her hunk of a boyfriend up from the Airport, she let him sit behind the wheel of her tinted SUV. As he drove to her apartment in fashionable Manhattan, she lit a fat blunt and helped him smoke, by taking tokes and then kissing him and exhaling into his mouth. As they got caught in slow traffic, she helped him calm his nerves by going down on him and giving him a wet, slobbering blow job. Max was thrilled and ecstatic, but part of him became slightly nervous as he reflected that ever since coming to the big apple, Lisa had become real wild and dirty. On his last visit, he hung out with her and her new, best friend, a hot slut called Ann, who also came from money, but stripped and pole danced for the heck of it. They went out partying, hitting in clubs, drinking naughty cocktails with names like wet pussy and sex on the beach. Back at Lisa's apartment, they smoked weed and took cocaine and e. Lisa told him to get naked and sit in a chair and watch her and Ann get wild. He felt like he was watching his favorite DVD Collection, Girls Gone Wild as they put on a hot strip show and a steamy lesbian show for him. He glared in disbelief at them sliding their tongues into each other's throats, pussies and asses. He came all over his fist but was hard again instantly. Lisa and Ann sucked him off and fucked him together. As these hot memories flashed through his mind, Max' cock exploded in Lisa's mouth. She sucked him dry and washed it down with a swig from her water bottle which was filled with a potent mixture of vodka and orange. Max couldn't believe that Lisa was the same girl who had not allowed him to fuck her for the first four years they dated, and had never sucked his cock. Now, she was all wild, dirty and nasty, just like he had always wanted her to be. However, at the back of his mind, some doubts began to grow as he wondered what his wild girlfriend did, when she was all alone in New York and he was far, far away, at University. When he did express his misgivings, she reassured him that she loved him very much, and him only. Max and Lisa spent the rest of the day at her apartment, smoking weed, drinking and fucking. He could never cum more than twice in a fuck session, but Lisa gave him a dildo and had him sucking her clit and fucking her with the rubber dong as she came and came again for ages. They ordered take away then dressed for the evening. He put on a silk, black shirt and a pair of designer jeans and leather shoes. A gold chain glistened around his neck and wrist. Lisa put on a short, backless halter dress that hardly covered her hips. It had a tight, deep v front, that cupped her big, round, proud, unfettered breasts. If she bent over you could see her pussy, cupped in a tiny, siren red thong. The two of them looked good together, a young, handsome, well to do white couple about town. They went to a club that Lisa said was absolutely in. They spent hours standing in a long, slow moving queue. Max was annoyed that several black men just came and were allowed past everyone else, with their whole entourages, which included several young blonds. He complained to Lisa, saying, "Why are the niggers just barging in?" but she said not to use the N" word, coz those guys were rappers, singers and sports stars. They hung at the bar, sipping on strong cocktails, bobbing and swaying to the music, chatting and kissing. Max sat on a bar stool and Lisa put her fine, small, round ass globes on his lap. Her dress rode obscenely high and she made no move to pull it down. Several guys and even girls were eying her with lust and Max felt proud, because she was his and his alone. He placed his proud hands on her hips and his rapidly hardening cock nestled between her cheeks, feeling the heat of her excited, dripping pussy. Max was getting hard from all the hot, young girls, who were running around and dancing raunchily, dressed in the hottest, skimpiest fashions. Lisa ground against his dick getting him harder and harder. Lisa's eyes kept darting to the VIP enclosure, where several celebrities and stars were having a ball, drinking Chrystal and Dom by the case load. Max swore that as soon as he sat at the helm of dad's firm, he would acquire a New York domicile and put himself on the VIP guest list of all the top clubs in town. A couple of girls that Lisa knew squealed as they spotted her and fell all over her, hugging and tongue kissing her, pressing her soft body into him. Lisa pulled him onto the dance floor and she started humping and grinding all over his cock to the latest RnB hits. Max wasn't one for dancing, but she carried him on the wings of her excitement. Her dress kept sliding off her tits, exposing the pale creamy orbs and her thick, excited nipples. As they finally returned to the bar, a waiter approached them and served them glasses of champagne and an invitation to the VIP. Max wondered who had invited them but Lisa squealed with excitement and dragged him over. They soon found themselves sitting with a black couple. They were both around thirty. He was an athletic, dark, handsome man with short cropped hair and a dark, very African face covered in a pleasant, confident smile. He was dressed in a t-shirt and designer jeans and an ill, jewel studded Rolex sparkled like ice on his wrist. She was a tall, curvaceous cocoa brown woman with a pretty face, framed by long, curly, shiny, jet black hair. Her eyes were dark and mesmerizing, her lips thick, full and glossy. She was dressed in the Serena Williams leather outfit. A black leather tank with silver buttons threatened to burst around her big tits. A platinum ring sparkled in the navel of her defined belly, with a soft, feminine curve at the bottom. A short, shiny, black leather skirt was glued to her curvy, sexy, accommodating hips, and matching, knee high, black leather boots covered her legs. Max and Lisa joined the friendly, black couple, at a table overlooking the dancing crowd. The two introduced themselves as S and M. There was something familiar about the S, the black man, but Max couldn't quite place it. He could have been a Rapper or singer who had had a couple of hits way back, or a retired sports star. He didn't want to seem like an ass kisser or ignorant fool, therefore Max didn't ask. Lisa didn't either, she was in the VIP and that was all that mattered. Max was a bit reserved, wondering why they had picked them out of all the hot girls and guys about. But Lisa was all excited and she made sure everyone could see her chilling in the VIP. She kept calling out to her girlfriends and quaffing Chrystal in front of their envious eyes. M, the black woman started flirting with Max and he found himself melting to her seductive charms. Meanwhile, the black man leaned back in his seat and made Lisa lean close as he whispered things in her ear that made her laugh gaily and slap his arm playfully. The alcohol kept flowing like water and M kept refilling his glass, so Max was soon feeling tipsy and so was Lisa. He couldn't believe it when his girlfriend jumped on the table to table dance raunchily. Everyone could see her ass and pussy. And her big tits were popping out of her dress, exposing her flushed orbs and her big, stiff nipples. Max blushed deeply and wanted to call her down. But M put her hand on his arm and pressed a soft, warm breast into his arm. He felt her hand rest over his excited cock under the table and she stroked him. He looked into her dark, mesmerizing eyes and she winked and licked her lips slowly, sensuously, suggestively. Even as the black man, S, made Lisa bend her ass over in his face and he smacked her butt cheeks, and she squealed and giggled like a cheap whore, Max couldn't do anything about it, because he was just about to shoot. However, the black woman's skilled hand kept him on the edge, but she did not let him cum. Hunters and Predators Pt. 02 The black couple invited them to hit another place. They climbed into a Hummer Limo with a fine leather interior. The black man filled their glasses up with the Chris and the black woman produced some blunts. Lisa was given a small mirror, a razor blade and a hundred dollar bill. She greedily sniffed two lines and passed it to Max. He felt a bit self conscious, but he sniffed two lines as well. He did feel funny because the blacks did not sniff, but told them they could have as much as they wanted. They hit the next club. Max and Lisa both felt so proud, climbing out of the Limo in the envious eyes of the losers who waited in a long line, then calmly walking past them, with the black man leading the way. Max felt funny about his position. The black man was upfront, followed by M, followed by Lisa, and he trailed behind. No one really seemed to mind him. The hefty bouncer even blocked his way and Lisa never even looked back. However, S nodded and he was let in. After a couple of clubs, they drove in the Limo to a huge, affluent apartment, with a splendid view of Manhattan. Max and Lisa were so excited. Their families were wealthy, but this was entirely another league. This was like something from the lifestyle of the rich and famous. The two of them sniffed a couple more lines as they lounged, sipping Chris and puffing on fat blunts. Max noticed his girl was sitting dangerously close to S, almost on his lap. She was telling him all about herself, how she dreamed of being a model and starring in her own reality show. She said she was more talented than Paris, and did he have connections in the industry? He said yeah, he knew people alright. Max didn't like the way Lisa began pushing her chest at the black man. One of her nipples slipped out of her dress but she didn't even pull it back in. Max couldn't believe it. Back home, she would not even be seen dead talking to one of them. Yet she was smiling from cheek to cheek as the black man ogled her bared tit. She even pushed it into his powerful upper arm. Max wanted to do something, maybe suggest that they should leave. But M said in his ear, with a very husky, dark voice, "Darling, could you please come and help me with something." He looked into her dark eyes mesmerizing eyes. Her tongue flicked her full, glossy, dark berry lips, making them moist. Max found himself imagining his pink dick between those, dark lush lips. His cock nearly burst in his pants and he nodded immediately. She took his hand and led him out. His eyes strayed to the thick, round butt cheeks that were working in her skirt and remained glued there. He had never dated a black woman before. He thought they were not his type, with their thick asses and bad ghetto attitude. M led him into a bedroom and closed the door behind him. Her hand snaked out and grabbed his neck and she slammed him into the wall, making him gasp sharply. Her dark eyes blazed into his, as her other hand slapped into his crotch and took his cock in a vice grip. She started stroking him. "Hey! What are you doing?" he rasped. "The fuck do it look like I'm doing, genius?" she sneered, as her hand ripped his pants open. "No, please stop it, Lisa..." he stammered and tried to push her away, but she was strong and powerful, and she simply wasn't having it.. She pinned him by the throat against the wall... "Fuck that skinny blond, she got no ass, like a fucking boy..." she ripped his pants down his hips and grabbed his cock. She pulled and stroked it. All his pent up cum started boiling in his balls. He felt powerless as the black woman held him by his neck and did wonderful things to his cock. She stroked his thick, excited head in her soft palm. Then she grabbed the shaft and sank her fingers into it, squeezing him so firmly it almost felt painful. Then she started wanking him, hard and fast. His knees turned to jelly and his balls gathered. He moaned, his cobalt blue eyes bursting like a moron's. "Ahhhhh!!!!" he cried sharply and his cock exploded in her hand. She kept wanking him and his hips jerked violently as he shot several thick wads of cum into her hand. His knees were now rubbery and he was gasping and blushing profusely. "What! You must be joking white boy! You a one minute white boy or what the fuck! Motherfucker!" she sneered at him. "Sorry, I was so excited," he apologized. The black woman only snorted and shoved him down on his knees.. She held her cum covered hand in his face. "Lick my hand clean, ass hole!" "What! No! Are you crazy!" "You want me to go and show my husband that you came all over his wife's hand?" "You took it out and made me cum!!!" he wailed. "I will tell him you forced me to suck your pink dick. Is that what you want. He'll fuck you up the ass and then shoot that ass, ass hole. She-bang! Boom bye bye." Max shivered like a wind in a storm. She shoved her fingers in his mouth. "Lick motherfucker. And I wanna hear you moan with relish!" She smacked him hard across the face. He tried to protest but she raised her knee and brought it close to his face. "Do it! Or else.." her face was a dark, angry mask and she wore such a mean smile on her face. Max had never felt that scared in his life. But he decided he would be better off pleasing her than letting her get her husband. No telling what the black man would do to his lily white ass. He opened his mouth and sucked her fingers clean, moaning with relish and slurping away like she said. At first he was only moaning because she said it. But after a short while, he felt showers breaking out over his skin from a weird arousal. He sucked up his salty cum from her fingers, moaning with relish. M showed him cum spots on her boots and told him to go down and lick them clean. He blushed crimson as he did so. For a second, she place her foot on the back of his head and pressed his face into the carpet. Then she kicked his ass and told him to sit on his heels, right before her. "Why are you doing this to me. What have I done to you?" he wailed. "You are a victim, mother fucker. Now, shut the fuck up before I kick that ass!" Her voice was so firm that he zipped it up, in other words, he didn't say shit. She pulled her skirt around her hips. She was wearing a tiny, black tanga that barely covered her bald pussy. She hooked her fingers into the garment and pulled it off her pussy, stretching it. She kept pulling it. It started creaking at the seams. Then it ripped loudly. She tore the flimsy garment off her hips and grabbed him by the hair. She rubbed it roughly all over his face. It was so wet, soaked in her juices. His face was soon shiny with her pussy juice. The musky scent of her pussy made him dizzy. "Open your mouth!" she snarled and stuffed the torn garment into his mouth. She forced his jaws closed, gagging him and making him choke on her thongs. He almost feared she would force him to swallow and digest her soiled thong. But she only pulled on his hair and slapped his cheeks. "Damn. That's a good bitch! Open your fucking mouth, jerk!" He did and she yanked the thongs out. Then she parted her knees and he found himself staring into her shiny, bald black pussy. Her lips were long, dark and furled, guarding a shiny, pink reddish gash that was dripping with juices. Max couldn't believe it, but his mouth was watering so much he had to gulp. "Eat my fucking black pussy. Worship it with your pink mouth, white boy." "No! Lisa! Your husband!" "You're pissing me off ass hole. I made you cum. Turn about is fair play, asshole!" She smacked his face and then grabbed his head in both palms, hooking her fingers behind the back of his head. She yanked him to her pussy and lowered it on his lips. "Open your mouth and take the whole fucking pussy in your mouth. NOW!!!" He voice was so commanding and he found himself obeying. M moaned as he engulfed her wet, excited pussy in his mouth. Her copious juices poured like tasty, delicious juice into his mouth. She told him to eat her out and he started lapping and sucking away. Max' befuddled head couldn't believe a black woman was raping his face. But seeing was believing and all he could see, touch and smell was delicious black pussy. She fucked his face and used it for her pleasure. She made him drink all her juices, then he had to lick up and down her slit with his long tongue. She pressed him against the wall and fucked his nose like a little cock. All he could breathe in was her cunt and it excited him so much. He thought he would suffocate and drown but she didn't care. She came all over his face, calling him a white mother fucker, but she was only getting started. Meanwhile, in the living room, Lisa was suddenly aware that her boyfriend had been gone long. She intended to marry Max and didn't want her handsome, blond, blue eyed boy to be all alone with the black woman. She knew she shouldn't worry, that black woman was so ugly, with her thick lips and big ass. Yet Lisa felt very worried, for deep down she knew she was inferior, with her pale skin, thin lips and flat ass. "Where is Max and M. I should go and check on them." "Oh, don't worry, hon. Just stay put!" the black man said in his deep, dark voice, his eyes gazing at her tits. "In fact, come closer honey," he slid an arm around her slim frame and pulled her into his body. "No What are you doing. Please. We have to go. Let me get Max." "Listen," S said, his hand shooting out to grab her palm and yanking her close. "Your boyfriend's licking my girl's black ass. She likes to make white boys suck the piss out of her pussy and eat the shit out of her ass. If you disturb her, she will get very pissed." "What! No! Where are they..." she whimpered, trying to get up. "Bitch please..." S grabbed her by the hair and forced the whimpering girl to her knees. "Listen Lisa, you were throwing it in my face all night. Now I am gonna fuck you. No way around it. The only question is, do I rape that white ass and tear your holes or do you do it willingly." "I don't wanna fuck you. No! My boyfriend.... We are getting married." "So? Bitch, you better do what I want or you gonna get it." S raised a big, black hand as if to pimp slap her. His face turned all mean. She cringed and cried out. "No! Please don't hit me. Please. I will do what you want." "Good girl. Now, don't be dumb, Lisa. Look, your boyfriend cant do shit for you. But I can help you. I got connections. Hell. I could even open a modeling agency for you, if I wanted to. Your job is to make me want to." "How do I know you ain't lying?" "bitch, who brought you to the VIP. Who let you ride in the Limo. Shit, the life is mine and you know it. You better ask somebody bitch, you really better ask somebody." "I am sorry, I didn't mean it like that. But, can you really help me. I mean, do you know people, who know people?" "Bitch, I know people, period. Now, open your fucking mouth!" The alcohol and drugs were making her horny. And she was so excited. If S could help her get her very own reality show, now that would be awesome! Simply awesome. She felt so excited she nearly came in her pants. But Lisa was daunted as she saw the huge, long, thick, veined black cock approaching her mouth, filling up her eyes. She felt the spongy, velvety tip push impatiently against her lips, and his musky, male smell filled her nostrils, intoxicating her. She couldn't believe she was about to suck a big, black nigger dick! She tried to pull back saying, "No! I have changed my mind." but S grabbed her by the hair and spanked her face with his dick. Then he forced her jaws open and shoved it into her mouth, making her gag and choke on it. At first she was reluctant, and tried to be defiant. But as her mouth and throat were fucked by the huge, throbbing black cock, much bigger and sexier than her boyfriend's, she found herself crumbling and succumbing. There was something about the dominant black male and his huge cock that made her wanna follow him and serve him. She started sucking his dick and she felt so good doing it. She scooped it up in her tiny, pale hands and wanked it feverishly as she sucked the skin off his dick. She was such a good dick sucker and she did all she could to please him. At one point a carnal hunger she had never known grabbed her and she tried to force his cock down her throat. She gagged and choked and sputtered until he told her to calm down and suck it slowly, wrapping her mouth around it like a tight pussy. S groaned as the white girl slurped and sucked away, telling him how much she loved his black meat. He grabbed her by her short blond hair and fucked the taste out of her gapping, drooling mouth, using her for his selfish pleasure. He and M had been on the hunt for a sweet young white couple to debauch and slut fuck and it seemed like they had picked winners. This was a perfect target. A materialistic girl with slut dreams and a slavish, submissive soft boyfriend. The night was very promising indeed. He picked up theblond and dumped her on her back on the couch. She cringed from his huge black cock. But he tore the tongs off her hips and shoved his cock deep inside her. He grabbed her small, round ass globes and yanked her onto his dick as he hammered it deep inside her tight pussy, repeatedly. She whimpered, saying it was hurting her. He promised she would enjoy it and cumm likethe bitch she was, once he had stretched her pussy and asshole out. He set about the task of teaching her holes to accommodate a nice, big, black one, by plunging it deep into her, hurling knock out punches at her tight pussy with his cock. Meanwhile, Max's face was buried deep inside a soft, wet black pussy. M finally jerked him out of her cunt by the hair and laughed at him that he was getting off from being humiliated. He blushed and tried to lie that he wasn't, but she stepped on his hard, pink cock with her black leather and threatened to kick it, and it he cringed. She threw him on his back and rode his face, her lusty hips humping his face till he was dizzy. "Keep your fucking tongue in my pussy!" she sneered down at him, making him bury three quarters of his organ in her dripping, hot, tight tunnel. She made him crane his neck and grabbed his head, yanking him into her pussy as she fucked his face furiously. Then the black woman spat in his face and told him to strip and put his trouser belt around his neck like a leash. He asked about his girlfriend and got beaten. She even grabbed a near by flower pot and threatened to smash it on his head. Max was overwhelmed by fear and a weird, perverted desire to be humiliated and punished by the dominant black woman. He could not believe that he was relishing his weird experience. She dragged him by his leash to the bed, smacking his ass. She lay on her back and raised her juicy, dark, silky thighs, she made him eat her pussy until his jaw was sore. As she started going wild, he felt so excited, he so wanted to please her. He ate her pussy slavishly, slurping and sucking away like a Labrador. She kept smacking his face and telling him what a good job he was doing. tongue fucked her furiously, She told him to bury his tongue in her slit and fuck her with it as she frigged her clit. Max was banging his head back and forth until her pussy clenched around his tongue nearly ripping it off. She came so hard she squirted in his face. Then she fed him her clit and came again in his face. "Now, lick my fucking black ass!" "No! I cant do that!" "Yes bitch! Do it, right fucking now!" she yanked the white boy's face into her crack and he started licking. She told him to pleasure her hole, licking and teasing it with the tip of his tongue and he did it. As she moaned, he moaned too. Then he was slithering in and out of her hole, teasing her acrid ass hole on his long, pink tongue. She rolled onto her knees, pushed her thick, gorgeous brown cheeks in his face and made him bury his tongue in her ass. Max gave up all pretending. He plated her ass with greed and passion. He shoved his tongue up her acrid tasting hole and tongue fucked her so passionately you would have thought he was a diabetic and her ass was full of insulin. She clapped her booty in his face and came all over his tongue. Then she made him suck her ass and farted in his face. After she had cumm all she wanted, she led him on the leash into the living room. Max cried in anguish as he saw the black man just about to start cumming in his girlfriend's ass. Lisa's tiny, pink hole that he had never been allowed to fuck was stretched incredulously around a huge, black fucking cock and it was being rammed in and out of her. But instead of screaming with pain and yelling "Rape!" and shouting at him to take his dirty black cock out of her at once, Lisa was bawling for him to do her, screaming, "Yesssssss!!!! fuck my white ass with your big nigger cock!" S laughed in the face of the shocked white fiance as he finally pulled out of Lisa, leaving a thick cumm deposit in her. The pretty, blond Paris Hilton wanna be was covered in cumm. Her jaw was so sore form sucking on a huge black cock that she could hardly speak. Her pussy and her ass were gaping wide open, like a train had just run through them, and thick cumm was leaking down the insides of her thighs. And Lisa had this expression on her face, like she was the happiest woman on Earth. Max suspected that his little cock would never satisfy her again. M and S looked at each other and smiled nastily. "Does he suck a good ass?" the black man asked. "For sho!" the black woman replied. "Let him demonstrate!" friend did try to cover herself up, but S yanked on her hair and told her to quit fretting and she did. Max couldn't believe what they made him do. At first he felt like dying as he was made to suck her pussy ad then her ass clean. As he did so, his girlfriend surprised him by starting to moan. Then the black woman sat in her face and made the blond suck the piss out of her bald, black pussy. She fucked her face feverishly and the blond couldn't stop licking and sucking. M liked it so much she pulled the blond onto her lap and fed her her big tits. Max felt something long, hot and spongy nudge his cheek. He turned and found himself facing a long, hard black dick covered with cumm and his girlfriend's juices. He tried to say, "What, what what!" But it was shoved in between his lips and banged into the back of his mouth. Then he was told to suck and get it all hard for his ass. He tried to stall but he was told that if he didn't get his act together, he would get it with no lube. He started sucking in earnest. A few minutes later, he was groaning with genuine relish as bubbles broke all over his skin, due to the perverted pleasure he was deriving from chewing on S' big, black meat, and wanking it feverishly. As he was made to lick the lack man's thick, dangling balls and then clean up his crack with his tongue, he wondered what it was about him, that made him love to slavishly serve these dominant blacks. The black man must have thought the answer lay in his white ass, for that was where he shoved the black cock. Max felt so embarrassed, moaning and fucking back like a two bit whore, as he got banged before his girlfriend and loved it so much he ejaculated prematurely, again. For Max and Lisa it was a dream turn into a nightmare. It was an ordeal. And it was an eye opener. Max had never known he was a natural born cocksucker for black cock. Lisa had always looked down on black woman, but she now knew that M was her natural Mistress and she was willing to serve her to the best of her ability. Max left her behind as he returned to college. Rumor has it that he became notorious for being a black cock addict, doing anything just to be allowed a go at hard black cocks. However, that is irrelevant to this story, so who cares if that blond, cobalt blue eyed boy is getting black fucked and put in his place. Hunters and Predators Pt. 02 For S and M it was just another sweet young white couple that they debauched and used for the whole week end, and sent home with aching jaws and sore hole. made him lick her ass crack. and tore it off her Intro: It was a hot, sweltering late afternoon in Gainesville, a small, sleepy, but very wealthy town. Gainesville was wealthy due to its strategic location. It functioned as the logistical center of a whole, huge region. The citizens were proud of their heritage and invested a lot in keeping the appearance of a western town. Many restaurants and pubs had names inspired by cowboy movies. Tapping her fingers on the wheel to the music of her favorite artist, Gillian Welch, a woman in her late twenties negotiated her shiny, silver colored Honda SUV into the parking lot of Gainesville Airport, a few kilometers out of town. She killed the motor, reached for her hand bag, and held up a heart shaped purse mirror as she spruced up her make up. She had a pretty, angular face, framed by a wave of curly, strawberry blond hair that went halfway down her back. Her skin was smooth, with a dash of freckles that added to her allures. Her mesmerizing, glassy eyes were the color of honey. Her eye brows were trimmed and penciled, her long lashes plucked. Her mouth was wide, and her lips were made fuller by glossy, strawberry lipstick. She climbed out into the hot rays of the sun that was blazing down from the clear blue sky. She was a woman of medium height, dressed in an immaculate, peach colored, ladies skirt suit that looked good on her body; full breasted, slim waisted, with curvy hips, and a perfect, pear shaped bottom. Her short skirt revealed juicy thighs, encased in silky stockings. A pair of high heels accentuated her shapely calves. With a pleasant smile on her face and an air of relaxed confidence, she entered the arrival cum departure lounge of the small Airport. A quarter of an hour later, she stood at a window and gazed in fascination as a gulf stream jet descended from the sky, like a mighty, shiny bird of steel. It landed smoothly and taxied to a halt. "Lifestyles of the rich and shameless," she said under her breath, smiling with a mixture of envy and fascination as a tall, athletic blond man walked down the stairs. He was followed by a black woman and a black man. They were all carrying an assortment of light luggage. Angie met the three new arrivals at the gate, flashing an alluring, dazzling white smile. She offered the blond man her hand. "Hallo sir, my name is Angeline Parson, from Murphy Inc, here to welcome you," she said in a honey sweet voice. "You can call me Angie." "Hi there, Angie" the blond man replied in a cheery voice awarding her a pleasant, appreciative smile. "Call me Chad." Chad was a tall and athletic man. He had a handsome, confident, smooth shaved, innocent, appealing face that one simply had to adore. He wore a well fitting dark, striped business suit. His white shirt was open to reveal the top of his muscular, smooth, tanned, hairless chest. Angie's envy increased. He was in his mid thirties. How could a man so young be the owner of Smith Holdings, a corporation that was listed on the New York Stock Exchange and worth several hundred millions. "This is Sean," Chad said, nodding to the black man, who smiled pleasantly and swallowed Angie's dainty hand in a big, strong, dark one. He was about thirty, a dark, handsome black man, with big, brown eyes, a big nose and thick, full lips. His hair was cut short. He wore an open, blue, silk shirt and tucked into a pair of pleated trousers and leather shoes. He was of medium height and his body was muscular and athletic. "Hi there. This is Mandy Davis, our financial manager," Sean said in a deep, dark voice, nodding at the black woman. "Hi there hon," Mandy said in a pleasant voice, flashing her a warm, toothy smile. "How you doing?" "Fine thanks. Welcome," Angie responded, giving her a quick look over. Mandy was also about thirty. She was tall, with an athletic but curvy body. She had a pretty, cocoa brown, heart shaped face, framed by a wave of silky, dark, long black hair. Her eyes were big and dark, framed by long lashes and lush brows. She had a cute, round nose and thick, full, pouting, heart shaped lips that wore a sweet, flirt smile. She wore a backless, beige, halter top that was stretched around a pair of large, proud breasts. Tight fitting jeans clung to her curvy, flaring hips and thick, round bubble butt like a second skin. The jeans were stuffed into a pair of finely crafted black leather boots. Angie turned to Chad and gave him her most charming smile. "I hope you all had a pleasant flight sir." "Yes indeed. Why don't you guys get a drink while I go and log in and all..." Chad said and dashed off. "Does Mr Smith fly his own plane?" Angie asked, impressed. as the three of them went to the refreshments counter. "He is a man of many talents," Sean chuckled casually, in a deep, dark voice. They ordered juice and stood at the counter, with Angie in the middle.. "So, what do you do for Mr Smith?" Angie asked the black man. "Well, anything that is required of me," Sean responded and sipped his drink. Chad joined them, and she led them to her SUV. Sean rode shotgun besides Angie as Chad and Mandy settled in the back. As Angie settled in her seat, her short skirt rode higher up her thighs, exposing the tops of her mid thigh stockings. Sean took a good, appreciative look, then his dark eyes looked into hers, mesmerizing her for a second. They twinkled mischievously, and his thick lips broke into a flirtatious smile. Angie felt hot around the ears and she smiled shyly and started the car quickly. "So, Angie, what did Mr Murphy do to deserve such an alluring chauffeur like you?" "I actually work in the sales department but I usually take care of visiting clients. It gives me a chance to get out of the office. But don't tell my boss please," Angie said with a sweet chuckle. "Do you hate office work?" "No. I like it. But I like meeting people from out of town. It must be exciting to live in a big city like New York." "It can be. By the way, is that Miss or Mrs Parson?" "Mrs. Married for 8 years, with two sweet sons aged 8 and 4," Angie responded, with a sweet smile. "What's it like, being married to the same guy for so long?" Chad asked incredulously from the back. "Oh, its wonderful.," Angie replied, smiling sweetly, her face all radiant. "You know, you build a relationship, start a family, develop this sense of trust, intimacy..." "Yeah, good, regular intimacy," Mandy chuckled dirtily. "I like that." Everybody laughed. Angie found herself blushing as she laughed heartily too. "No. Not that! I mean, its such a joy, to build something special, with someone special. You go through thick and thin together. You give birth, watch your kids grow..." "I have never lasted that long, unfortunately. My girls always dump me after our first major fight," Chad said. "Its always easy to walk away. However, staying and making things work is the more difficult but worthwhile alternative. Its the road that leads to joy," Angie said with a wide smile, her voice all sweet. "Don't waste your wisdom on Chad. He is a cynic," Sean said. "Look who is talking," Chad retorted and laughed heartily with Mandy in the back. "But, doesn't it get boring, pardon my French, fucking the same dick every day," Mandy asked with another dirty chuckle. "Even if the dick is good, you kind of get fed up, eating the same meal every day, don't you?" "Oh well, after ten years, its definitely not like the first days, believe me," Angie responded, chuckling dirtily "But well, its alright. Now please stop making me blush." "Yeah, Mandy is sassy, dirty and nasty. Be warned." Sean chuckled dirtily. "No, I'm sweet. Sweet and tasty," Mandy chuckled dirtily. "So, Angie, where can we go to have a good time? Where are the nice cowboy bars with sexy, tanned, sweaty, muscular cow punchers and stuff? Good, ole, reliable men of the range." "I am afraid the cow puncher days are long gone. But we do have a few, nice country bars," Angie responded with a sweet laugh. She was feeling infected by Mandy's rawness, so she added, "But, unfortunately most of the good looking, hot ones around here are married." "Oh!" Mandy pouted. "And I brought my best clothes too. Is there at least somewhere where a girl can buy a good, reliable vibrator around here." They all broke into laughter. Angie pulled up at The Pilgrim, a comfortable, luxurious, five star Hotel on the outskirts of town, set on a green, wooded hill. She checked them in and led them to the lift. They had adjacent rooms, on the third floor. She opened the master suite and turned to Chad. "This is your suite Mr Smith, sir..." "Well, actually," the blond man nodded at the black man, "he is Mr Smith." All three broke out laughing as Angie stuttered and blushed profusely. "Don't worry, hon, most people make the same mistake," Mandy chuckled. "Come on Chad, lets cast our envious gaze on the Master's chambers. Cheer up hon," she placed her hand on the small of Angie's back, nudging her inside. She handed Angie a brochure from Smith Holdings. "Here, just so you know we are not pulling your leg." She called to Sean who was making a beeline for the well stocked bar. "A double scotch for me, boss." "Me too, Oh master my master!" Chad teased as he slumped onto a couch. Sean brought drinks for everyone. Angie perched on a couch, feeling rather silly as she leafed through the brochure and realized that Sean indeed was Mr Smith. He handed her a glass of Scotch. "I am sorry," she stuttered. "I mean, about..." "Oh, don't be..." Sean responded calmly. "People always make that mistake." She quickly took a large sip. "And he enjoys it too. He has a wacky sense of humor. That's why he always sends blond me upfront. So he can laugh at white people when they start to blush and look stupid," laughed Chad and slapped Sean's shoulder. "Ass kissing ass hole!"Angie thought angrily, but didn't say it. As Mandy and Chad asked Angie about the town, Sean unpacked his lap top and set up office on a desk at one end of the spacious living room. He checked his mails. "Hey Mandy, lets get lost before the slave driver finds something for us to do," Chad said and left with Mandy. Angie stood up and approached Sean who was tapping away at his lap top. Angie sipped her drink, steadying her nerves. She had a double function for her boss, old Amos Murphy. Not only did she play hostess for visiting clients, but she was supposed to spy on them, using her sharp observation skills and her charms to gather some information which could be useful for Amos in negotiations. She stood up, pushed her bountiful cleavage and walked sexily to Sean, flashing him her most dazzling smile. "Excuse me Mr Smith..." she said in a sweet, charming voice... "Sean please," he said, leaning back in his chair, his eyes lingering on her breasts for a second. "I wanted to apologize again. Its not because you are black. Its just that Chad was in the lead, so I just assumed..." "Its alright, Angie. I send Chad ahead. Your boss sends pretty, alluring, charming you," he chuckled. "And you do make for a wonderful welcoming party. I think I am gonna enjoy my stay here. "Thanks," she blushed sweetly, and it wasn't just an act. "I hope you enjoy your stay here sir. If you need anything at all, just give me a call," she said, handing him her card. "Anything?" he raised his eye brows and rose, to stand face to face with her. His dark eyes descended to her alluring breasts and stayed there. "Mmmm!" his voice dropped several notches to become a deep, husky rumble "Well, actually, right now I could do with some of that, ah..." His eyes narrowed down to dark, smoldering slits. He took a sudden step towards her. Angie's heart leaped into her mouth as she suddenly realized she was alone in a hotel room with the black man, and he was looking at her like a predator. And she felt scared, like powerless prey. She gasped and backpedaled fast. Sean's face broke into a dazzling smile and he laughed heartily. "Sorry, I am a terrible, cheeky bastard, I know." He patted her shoulder. "You are," Angie rasped, the color rising to her cheeks. She caught herself fast though. "What time shall I send the driver to pick you up?" His smile disappeared. "No, you do it, Mrs Angeline Parson. I want you here at 9. And you better be on time, right on the dot, and looking as good as you are today," he ordered, wagging a cheeky finger at her. Angie blushed profusely and her eyes blazed with anger. Sean laughed heartily, again, making Angie feel like telling him off. "Damn! This is so easy. I am gonna enjoy your company, Angie!" He reached for his wallet. It was thick. He pulled out some crisp bills and put them in her hand. "I hope this makes you bear my wacky humor with a light spirit." "No! You don't have to. I am only doing my job!" Angie said testily, with pride and held the money at him. "Take it back please!" But Sean engulfed her dainty, pale hand in his big, dark, warm one and closed her fingers over the cash. "Buy some presents for your kids. I hope to meet your family soon," he said in a warm voice. He put his hand on the small of her back and led her to the door. "See you tomorrow. And thanks for the hospitality." His charming smile was infectious. Angie found the corners of her mouth rising. Feeling cheeky, her eyes suddenly twinkled. "You were right Mr Sean Smith, you are a cheeky bastard. See you at nine, sir!" she gave him a mock salute and walked out. He didn't close the door immediately and she could feel his eyes on her. She felt excited, a bounce came to her step and a swing to her hip. Chapter 2 Angie drove several hundred meters from The Pilgrim, then she pulled over and hastily counted the money. It was $1 000, more than half her monthly salary. She smiled from ear to ear and hastily stuffed it into her purse. She drove into town and picked up a couple of expensive toys her sons had been bugging her about. She then went to a Sportswear outlet and purchased the jersey of her husband's favorite football player. She got it gift wrapped nicely. As she drove past a Victoria's Secret store, Angie went in on impulse and was soon looking at an array of sexy, tasty underwear. The attendant showed her some steamy lace thongs and bra sets that were on special offer and Angie blushed profusely. She did not wear thongs. She found them too daring, and anyway, since giving birth to her kids, she had put on weight and now found her ass to be too big. She settled for lace, silk, smoky, semi transparent, pale blue hipster panties and matching bra. Angie still had six hundred dollars left over. This, she stuffed deep in her purse. She would take some time to decide just what she would buy herself. There were so many things on her wish list, and so little money in her wallet, after she and her husband had paid the monthly mortgage rates and the bills. Angie drove home singing along to her music, feeling very happy. The cash in her purse and the presents for her family definitely lifted her spirits. She had never had personal contacts to blacks before. Sean fascinated and intrigued her. She was not quite sure if he was an ass hole, or, what was the word for rich people? Yes, eccentric. She wondered what his five days in town would bring. She would have to be quick witted around him, or the jokes would be on her, she thought, with a smile, looking forward to seeing him the next day. Angie dismissed the baby sitter, giving her a generous tip, and the gratitude in her eyes was worth a million bucks. "It pays to be nice but its nice to pay," she thought to herself. She theatrically gave the boys their presents. They were so happy and excited. When her husband returned from work, a tasty supper was ready. She gave him the jersey and he hugged and kissed her. He wore it at supper. Mark, 30, worked as an Accounts Manager in the same firm as her. They went to the same high school and started dating when Angie was 16. She fell pregnant at college when she was 22. He had just completed his Bachelor in Business Studies and they got married. They had two sons, Brandon, aged 8 and Tim, 4 and lived in a nice house on the outskirts of town. "So, tell me hon, what kettle of fish is our Mr Smith?" he asked cheerfully as they ate supper."Is he another lecherous old moron like Sirius Harrington?" he asked, referring to one of their companies clients, an old man who always tried to paw Angie. "No! Actually not." Angie replied with a pleasant smile. "He is about 30, is worth a couple hundred millions, owns a private jet plane and is listed on the New York stock exchange. And..." she handed her husband the brochure from Smith Holdings. "What the hell! He is a nigger!" Mark exclaimed, feeling very jealous. "Mark. Don't use that word in front of the kids," Angie chided. "His company is probably a front for money laundering." he said spitefully, wondering, how the hell did that nigger get that money. "Oh, don't be nasty. He is nice. He even tipped me for just doing my job." Mark did not like the way his wife was smiling and defending Sean. "So, this nigger, I mean, African American, is coming here throwing his money around like some big shot!" "He is a big shot, Mark." "He is still a nigger! Did he try anything funny with you?" "mark!!!! Come on!" Angie said, exasperated. "Just kidding!" Mark laughed. "Hey boys, I don't want to hear you calling any Negroes niggers, alright?" He guffawed. Chapter 3 Sean sat at his laptop, reading and replying to his mails for the next hour. There was a knock on the door and Mandy entered, followed by Chad. They were both dressed in bathrobes. "Hey boss," Mandy said cheerfully. "Making those millions huh?" "I need to, with such money hungry people on my staff," Sean chuckled, as Mandy slid onto his lap and rested her big, soft, warm ass on his crotch. Her robe split open, exposing her juicy, alluring, cocoa brown thighs. His hand automatically slid onto one and started stroking it as Chad came to sit on the edge of the desk. She glanced at his computer screen. "How is it shaping up with them hillbillies up in Texas?" "Oh, alright. They are starting to make a profit. I need you to run through the figures later on. Fran was asking when you are gonna drop by. Says they could use some of your guidance." "She just wants me to drop by and sit my pretty black ass on her and her husband's faces," Mandy chuckled dirtily. "Damn! That was one acquisition I sure enjoyed." "You nasty girl, taking a big black dildo to a good, clean and wholesome, hardworking white couple with three kids. You are the type of Nigga my parents warned me about," Chad chuckled dirtily, stroking Mandy's hair. "Chad, its all about business," Mandy said, flashing him a lascivious smile and sliding a hand up his thigh to cup him between the legs. "The best way to keep your staff motivated and loyal is to pay them good and fuck them good. Ain't that right, Boss?" she slid her arm around Sean's shoulder and kissed his cheek. "Its a philosophy that's served me well up to now," Sean chuckled dirtily, his big hand sliding in under Mandy's robe, right between her legs. "What are you two up to?" "This place is wonderful," Mandy said excitedly, laying out the hotel's brochure on his desk. "Look at this. They have a well equipped gym, beautiful pool, and a cool beauty salon. I'm gonna get my nails done, by these pretty girls here," she pointed them out on the brochure "These southern belles look so fly. I wonder if they suck toes and eat pussy good too." Hunters and Predators Pt. 02 "Well, if they cant, I am sure you can teach them, right," Sean chuckled as he stroked her between her silky, cocoa brown thighs. "Ain't no thing like a chicken wing. I've booked us all massages." "I'll pass. I got work to do!" "You need it hon. Look at all this tension..." she massaged his shoulders. "And here too," she rolled her ass in his crotch. "Just suck my dick and lick my balls and I will be as relaxed as I need to be," Sean chuckled. "I can arrange that as well. I booked you this girl here," she showed him a tall, slim and pretty blond in her early twenties, who looked immaculate in a white uniform. "And I am getting this hunk here," she pointed to a handsome, sun browned beefcake. "Just picture them big cow puncher hands all over my chocolate body! Mmmm!" "And who is Chad getting?" "He wants Mr Beef Cake too." "You cant teach an old dog new tricks, I guess," Sean chuckled. "Oh he is young. I am sure I can break him in and train him into a real nice dog," Chad laughed dirtily, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Make sure you are downstairs at 7 Sean. Come on Chad." "Alright. I will come down at six and work out a bit. Have fun, but don't go pimping out the whole damn Hotel you two." Sean smacked both their asses and the two dashed out. He turned back to his laptop. Mandy called Sean at 6 and told him to switch off his computer and come down. Sean reluctantly did so. He spent half an hour in the gym and then went for a quick swim at the pool, where Chad and Mandy were lounging, having spent the afternoon swimming, sunbathing and drinking tasty cocktails. Mandy had had her hair and nails done and she looked like a million bucks. After his swim, she gave Sean the directions to the massage parlor on the first floor. He walked in to find a pretty, young blond standing behind the reception desk. She was writing something and didn't notice him initially. "Hi there," he said in a deep drawl. She looked up and her big eyes widened immensely as she looked at Sean. She saw a black man, dressed in a pair of swim trunks. He had a lean, athletic body, like a light heavy weight boxer. His chest was wide and deep, and he had awesome abs that looked like they had been sculpted from granite. His arms were long, not that thick, but very well defined. A pair of wet, light green trunks with the Brazilian flag at the front hung low around his hips, showing the tops of his shaved, dark pubes. They seemed a size too small for him; and were stretched lewdly across a sizable lump between his legs. She looked like she was about to run, or call the cops. "My name is Smith, Sean Smith. I am here for my massage, at seven." "Oh. Yes. Good afternoon, I mean, good evening sir." Catching herself, she flashed him her dazzling, service smile. "My name is Bridget. Welcome," she stuttered. Sean smiled, enjoying Bri's obvious discomfort. "You must the beauty from the brochure You look even better in person. I am gonna enjoy feeling those hands on me." Bri blushed profusely and hastily cleared her throat. She was in her early twenties. Her pretty, long face, with sparkling, blue-gray eyes, a cute pointed nose and pink lips was framed by silky, shoulder length blond hair. She was looking cute in a chic white uniform, consisting of an Asian micro mini dress with a keyhole halter front and mandarin collar that went down to her hips and had slits in the sides, and a pair of white slacks. She was of medium height and had a slim frame, with round, curvy hips. Her medium sized breasts were causing two alluring mounds in her robe. "Lemme just get someone for the reception sir," Bri said, a slight waver in her voice. "Excuse me. Rick," she called out to a back room and a tall, brown haired hunk walked in, followed by a middle aged woman in a business suit. "This is my fiancée, Rick, sir," Bridget said pointedly, earning a frown from the woman. "this is my seven o'clock appointment," she said, hardly able to conceal her reluctance. Rick was a tall guy in his mid twenties, in a short sleeved, white t-shirt with the hotel's emblem on the front. "Good evening sir," he said, watching Sean warily. As his eyes roved over Sean's impressive, dark body, they filled with worry and he exchanged quick, nervous glances with Bri. "Hallo. I am Stefanie, the manageress. Welcome," Stefanie said in a friendly voice, shaking hands with Sean and Mandy. "You must be Mr Smith. Please escort the gentleman to the rooms, Bri." she said, giving nervous Bri a stern look. "Please come this way," Bri said through a parched throat and led the way. Bri led Sean down a long corridor. Sean's eyes drifted to a pair of cute, round globes that were rolling sexily in her tight fitting white longs, that showed a white thong underneath. She opened a door and led him into an immaculate massage room. A large massage table was positioned in the center. The curtains were drawn wide open, giving a splendid view of lush green hills. Fragrance candles were burning, spreading a nice fruit aroma. Soft, classical music was playing. "Would you like me to close the curtains, sir?" "No. The view is gorgeous," he replied, looking pointedly at her. She squirmed visibly. "Please make yourself comfortable on the table sir, and I will return shortly. You may use the towel to cover your hips, ma'am" she said and darted out. When Bri returned, Sean was lying on the table, with a towel around his hips. Bridget saw his trunks on a chair, next to his small bag and trembled, knowing he was naked. She was agitated. She had tried to talk her boss into making her fiancée massage the black man, but Stefanie had said either she did it, or she looked for a new job. When Rick tried to voice his concern, Stefanie said she would do the massage herself. Bri's relief was short lived however, as her boss added that their letters of immediate dismissal would by written soon after she was finished with Mr Smith. Therefore, Bridget was very pissed and nervous as she grabbed a bottle of oil and walked up to the prone black man. Sean fixed his dark eyes on her. "You ever did a black man before?" he asked her casually, smiling in a way that made her realize he was enjoying her discomfort. Bri gasped at his rude, direct question and had to remind herself that he was a paying client. "No. I never dated a black man..." she answered gruffly, making an effort not to be rude, since Stefanie did not tolerate trouble with clients. "I only meant if you had massaged one actually..." Sean chuckled. "I promise I wont bite!" he said cheekily and laughed. Bri blushed profusely and felt very pissed. "My muscles are tense from my work out. Knead them real good please," he said and turned his head away from her as he started fast dialing on his cellphone. For a second, Bri considered telling him that he should switch off his phone. Then she decided that she would rather his attention was elsewhere. She oiled her hands. They were shaking as she laid them on his black back. Sean started talking on his phone in a lazy drawl. Bri had never massaged a black man before. She was scared of Sean. And as she looked at her hands on his body, she thought it wasn't right, for her to have to cater to a black man's body and make him feel good. This was definitely something she would not be telling around town. She had often been complimented for being good with her hands, but she just could not bring herself to give him her best. Her movements were snappy, uneven and jerky. Sean soon became irritated. He put his call on hold and turned over his shoulder, to fix his dark eyes on her. "What's your name again? Bri, right?" she nodded. "Please hand me my bag." She almost said "get it yourself," but she went and brought it. Sean reached inside and his hand came out with a shiny, crisp, hundred dollar bill. "Here is your tip. You do a good, I will give you another, just like that one. You fuck up, I will take it back." He gave her the money. "Now, make my black body feel good like I know you can." Bri's heart beat hard and fast as she looked at the crisp bill in disbelief. The biggest tip she had ever received in two years was $30 dollars. This man was promising her a total of two hundred. Bri's reluctance to massage the black man disappeared instantly. She was damned if she wouldn't earn the second hundred. She was going to make him feel damn good. "Please spend a while on my lower back," he indicated just above the small of his back."I have some tense spots there." "I will take good care of that sir," Bri said eagerly. "Please, call me Sean." Bri applied more oil to her hands and rubbed them vigorously together. "What's that?"Sean asked curiously. "This, sir." Bri giggled like a happy child and laid her hands on either side of his spine. They felt hot and it was very nice. Sean groaned deeply. "That's good!" Sean laughed. "Glad you like it," Bri giggled cheerily. It was a new and improved Bri who now went to work on him, beaming with excitement. She immediately started to find the massage enjoyable now. Sean's dark skin felt smooth and soft like silk and gleamed so alluringly from the oil. His thick, strong, rippling muscles felt so hot and vibrant to the touch. The sight of her pale hands on his dark skin was exciting and arousing her, making her her heart beat faster, and causing an ever deepening blush. She meticulously worked on his lower back, starting him off with smooth movements and light pressure, to get him to relax. Then she used all the techniques she knew, stroking, draining, kneading, wringing his muscles, and leaning into him, using her body weight for extra strength to work his thick muscles. Sean sighed and exhaled deeply, continuously, and Bri felt happy for that was the sound satisfied clients produced. She couldn't wait to see the look on Rick's face when she showed him her two hundred buck tip. Sean observed Bri's face in the wall mirror through his eyelids. She looked very excited, her face was radiant, beaming. It was wonderful, what changes money could bring to dumb ass red necks, he thought, as the young blond turned his muscles to putty in her hands. He wallowed in pleasure as she worked magic on his entire back, shoulders and neck, spreading a warm, radiant glow. She made him feel so relaxed and drowsy that he dozed off momentarily. He came back to as she moved to his side, to work on an arm. Bri picked up a long, dark arm, ridged with finely sculpted muscles. She was so impressed that a gasp escaped her. She had never seen or touched such arms. "I used to be a professional basketball player," Sean chuckled in a drowsy voice. "You mean, as in NBA?" Bri asked incredulously, her voice rising. Sean nodded. "Wow! This is awesome. You are a sports celebrity!" Now, she could hardly contain her excitement. "Oh, its years ago. I had to quit due to a plaguing knee injury." Bri's initial resentment was entirely forgotten now. A thing of the past. "What do you do now?" "Oh, I am in business. I own several companies. I jetted in yesterday for a couple of meetings." "Do you, eh, have your own jet?" Bri was so excited now. Sean was now like someone from a magical, fictitious world to her. She felt like squealing and asking for his autograph. "Yeah," Sean chuckled. "But its just a normal life, really. And please don't stop the wonderful massage." "Sorry," Bri blushed realizing her hands had stopped moving. The massage went from excellent to tremendous. She did both his arms and then moved to his legs. Like his arms they were ridged with developed, defined, powerful muscles. "How fucking sexy!" Bridget thought to herself with a gasp, as she sank her fingers into the dark flesh. She felt so excited and so hot around the ears. She had massaged many hotel guests, but never found them sexually attractive. They were usually elder, flabby white men. A couple of them had tried to grope her and asked for a blow or hand job for an extra tip. She had threatened to report their asses to her boss. She worked her way up to his thick, dark thighs, and felt so excited: they were almost bursting with powerful muscles. She sank her fingers deep into them, stroked and kneaded them meticulously, deriving as much pleasure as Sean was, from her touch. She eased the towel upwards to the bottom of his ass cheeks. She saw something like a thick, round, blunt tube poking out and it was jet black. Bri blushed as she realized she was looking at a black cock for the first time in her life. All she could see was the head, dark, thick and round, covered by a shroud of foreskin. Her heart beat even faster, beads of sweat broke out on her forehead. She almost eased the towel lower, to cover it up, but a wild excitement made her leave it there. She oiled her hands lavishly, and slipped them under the towel, onto his ass cheeks. She felt hot, firm muscles, under soft, silky skin. She moved her hands in circular motions and they felt like loving caresses with a soft glove. Sean looked at her through his eye lids again and chuckled silently as he realized she was horny. She had not even been willing top touch him. But now, her stiff nipples were poking prominently through the thin material of her Asian micro mini dress. Her breathing was fast and shallow, her skin was almost glowing, and an excited smile covered her pretty face. As he saw her steal yet another furtive glance at his cock, he felt a desire to take the blond and punish her hard, ramming his big dick deep into her pussy and fucking the shit out of her. That was exactly the thing such dumb white girls needed, to be ravished and debauched by a big, black dick, made to worship it and have it shoved in all their holes. It was something he had done so often, with immense pleasure. He knew he could and should fuck and debase her and send her home to her stupid fiancée, covered thickly in his cumm. But he brushed the thought aside. That shit was beginning to get boring. He didn't have to do it. He would much rather fuck a woman he appreciated and respected, and one that had been begging for it, running half naked around the pool, teasing cocks with her skimpy, tiny, semi transparent thong. Yeah, he intended to take his financial manageress to his suite, strip the chocolate mama naked and ram his big dick repeatedly deep into her deep, tight, big, fat brown pussy, fucking her to several intense orgasms. Sean loved fucking Mandy, she was a girl who loved dick and knew how to take it. He forgot all about Bridget as he fantasized of Mandy. The blood rushed into his cock, making it harder. Bri noticed that Sean's was taking deep, even breaths and his eyes were closed. Feeling unobserved, she took a good look at his cock. It cock had grown longer, bigger and fatter and at least two inches were now poking out from under his towel. She felt so excited, thinking she was causing it, that her touch was turning him on, making him want her. She felt a tingle in her pussy and her panties felt sticky. "He is making me wet!!!" she gasped to herself. She sank her hands into his firm, hot ass muscles, squeezing and kneading her way round and round. She slid them down the insides of his thighs, coming so dangerously close to his cock that she could feel the heat it was radiating. A twinkle came to her eyes as she used the backs of her hands to to push the towel higher and higher. His big, hairy, round black balls came into view, resting on top of his cock. She stifled a gasp and a stupefied smile came on her face as she gazed at his cock. It was a long, big black cock for sure. It seemed to be soft and yet she couldn't believe it, for it was longer, bigger and fatter than her boyfriend's hard erection. Bri checked carefully to see if Sean was sleeping. He seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were closed shut. She smiled right back and continued massaging his ass, her eyes riveted to his big black cock. As the hour was finally over, Bridget felt regret. She woke up Sean. "Damn! You are good Bri. You have wonderful hands," Sean said drowsily."This is one of the best massages I have ever had. You should give me one every day." "Thank you sir." Bridget beamed. A thought crossed her mind and made her heart beat faster. She didn't know if Rick would be cool with it, but this black man had money, and she wanted to get some of it. They would need it, for their upcoming marriage, she said to herself, to justify what she was about to do. She picked up her courage and calmed her voice, "I could give you my private number. You can call whenever you feel like a massage. It will cost you less than coming here. And it will be at your convenience." "Cool. You are a smart, business minded girl. I like that," Sean said. He gave her his phone and she put her number in. He gave her the promised tip and she was beaming as he left. Sean picked up Mandy at the pool. Chad stayed behind, talking to one of the service guys from the pool area. Mandy said, with a dirty chuckle, that he was up to his ways, as usual. As they walked up to their suites, Sean told Mandy about his experience. "She was acting all funny till I gave her some cash and told her who I was. Then she was drooling all over me." "Did you fuck her mouth and make her choke on your dick, silly ass hill billy bitch?" "No. Fuck her. I ain't gonna waste my good cock on that bitch!" "Lets see, she is young, blond, pretty, dumb, racist, arrogant and about to get married! That's a thousand reasons for debasing the slut right there Sean!" "I could have. But I'm tired of that shit! Why fuck a dumb, brainwashed whore when I can have a top notch bitch!" he said, patting Mandy's thick ass cheeks. "You're getting soft!" Mandy teased. "Soft Sean," she added as she reached between his legs to stroke his cock. "Well, I take that back..." She laughed softly. Chapter 4 After supper, Angie brought her happy kids to bed and joined her husband in their comfortable living room. Mark, her tall, brawny husband was lounging in the living room, in his new jersey and jogging pants, sipping on a beer. Angie poured herself a glass of wine. "So, what is this Sean like?" "No! I mean, he has a strange humor, but they all do, these rich guys. Lifestyles of the rich and shameless." Angie poured herself another glass and got Mark a beer as her husband enviously read and reread the brochure. Finally, he tossed it away spitefully. He also did not like the smile on Angie's face. "Did he try anything funny with you?" "No! Of course not. He is a gentleman." "Well, he better not try anything, coz I will him in his place. In fact, do you think its safe, you being around him? All alone?" His eyes narrowed. "You know how they are all so horny for white woman, these O J. Types!" Mark sneered. Angie realized that he felt inferior to Sean and threatened. "I am not alone with him. He has his financial director, a woman, and his pilot, a blond young man. He tips well and his money is green." Angie chuckled and kissed her husband. Then she eased her long, pink tongue into her husband's mouth. She licked his gums and then invited his tongue to a wet, slippery dance. Angie was feeling happy, light spirited, excited and aroused. She needed some loving. She snuggled up to Mark and then slid astride him. Mark slid his arms around his pretty wife. "I would kill that nigger if he dared try anything..." Mark swore feeling his wife grind her cunt into his lolling cock. Her arousal was infectious. His dick started hardening rapidly. Angie knocked back her glass and tossed it onto the couch. She cupped Mark's clean shaved face and pressed her cunt into the growing hardness between her husband's legs as they tongue kissed passionately. Angie was an avid, talented kisser. She loved to kiss until she was drowsy. As her tongue danced in his mouth, Mark's big hands slid in under her short skirt and cupped Angie's round ass globes. He kneaded them like dough and her hips trembled mightily. He sank his fingers into her soft, tender flesh and pulled her cunt onto his cock. Hunters and Predators Pt. 02 "Fuck, is today Christmas Eve?" Mark teased, gasping into her mouth. "Come to the bedroom in five minutes honey, I have another present for you," Angie said huskily. Mark's jaw dropped as he walked into the bedroom. The lighting was dimmed and soft music was playing. Angie was lying on her side, propped up on an elbow, with a hand on her hip, one knee raised seductively, and a sweet smile on her lip. Her hair was combed open and it was like sexy strawberry blond mane. Her full breasts stood proudly in smoky, pale blue lace, her pink nipples threatening to burst out. The soft light was bouncing off her bared, smooth buttermilk torso, with a soft, feminine curve on her lower belly. Her smoky, semi transparent hipster panties clung to her curvy hips and cupped a plumb mound between her legs. The seam in the middle was wedged into the slit of her pussy and her strawberry colored pubic hair was peeking so sexily through. Her shaved, smooth, silky thighs and long legs seemed to shimmer in the soft light. Mark's cock leaped zealously in his pants as he gazed at his alluring wife in the brand new, sexy underwear that he had never seen before. For a second a thought riled him. "You bought that with his money too, huh?" It pissed him that his wife was looking so hot wearing lingerie she bought with a black man's money. "My money, Mark. Now come off it. Darling. Come here..." Angie said, batting her eyelids seductively at him as she raised and held up her inviting hand to him. Mark forgot his misgivings and climbed onto the bed. Angie slid her arms around his neck and they kissed deeply and passionately. Angie smiled like a seductive temptress as she undid her bra and her big breasts spilled into his hands. Mark's cock raged in his pants as he gazed as he kneaded her pendulous breasts. He dove face first into her creamy orbs and went licking and sucking away greedily. Angie moaned and gasped, sinking her fingers into his head. Angie was turned on, the musky scent of her arousal was wafting to his nostrils, intoxicating him. A blazing lust engulfed Mark and he eased Angie onto her back. He hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them down her thighs, revealing her trimmed, strawberry bush and the long, pink, gleaming slit. Mark groaned with lust and hastily ripped off his clothes. He slid on top of his wife and Angie opened her arms and legs to welcome him. His cock was hard as a rock and it poked impatiently against her soft inner thigh. Angie handed him a condom and Mark slid it on smoothly. Angie had allergic reactions to the pill, hence they always used rubbers when she was in her fertile phase. Mark slid his excited cock into the depths of her hot, moist pussy and Angie moaned sharply, wrapping her long limbs around him. Mark rode his wife spiritedly, churning her pussy with his raging erection. Angie fucked him back lustily, throwing her hips to meet his thrusts, moaning sweetly, wanting to feel his cock deep in her pussy. The bedsprings sang underneath them as their frenzied movements rapidly gained in speed and intensity. Mark felt his balls beginning to boil as Angie felt a raging fire in her cunt that every thrust of her husband's cock was fanning into a blazing inferno. She felt a wild lust engulf her whole body and her hips whipped up at his cock feverishly. She wished Mark would fuck her forever. Then Mark grunted sharply, plunged his cock deep into her and his balls exploded like a bomb. Angie humped him frenziedly, rubbing her clit vigorously against his cock, trying desperately to cumm. As her sweating, gasping husband collapsed on top of her, his cock growing flaccid, Angie felt a nasty itch in her pussy. However, Mark did not look like he would be scratching her itch. Angie grabbed the condom tightly around his shaft as he slid out of her. She slid the rubber off him, tied it together and kissed him tenderly. He kissed her back, his eyes all satisfied and dreamy. Angie stood up and went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. She took a pee and wiped her sticky, wet pussy clean. As she returned to the bedroom, Mark was snoring peacefully, his chest rose and fell regularly. Angie had never had an orgasm with Mark. She was a very shy woman, who found it hard to let go, and Mark did not last long enough for her to cumm. As she noticed her husband sleeping, Angie suddenly had a naughty idea. The resourceful wife had long discovered the joys of solo sex. She had a couple of vibrators and dildo hidden away at the back of her underwear drawer, and when her hubby was away on business and the kids were in bed, Angie would get these out and have fun with her pussy. She did not dare rummage in her drawers, with Mark sleeping in the room. However, she smiled naughtily, blushing, and returned to the bathroom. She locked the door securely, and sat on the toilet seat, splaying her thighs wide. Her fingers hooked into her cunt and she started stroking her dripping slit and her engorged clit. Angie felt sharp currents of electricity sizzling through her genitals. She closed her eyes as she stifled her moans and sharp gasps. She frigged herself harder and faster. Then her pussy exploded on her fingers. She stifled a sharp, long moan as firecrackers exploded in her cunt. Angie slumped back on the toilet seat, her whole body trembling, gasping, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. Meanwhile, Mark wallowed in drowsy pleasure, feeling exhilarated. He had had sex with other girls before his marriage, and when he was traveling on business, he usually secretly had sex with hookers. For a few bucks more than the standard fee, some of them did wonderful things, sucking his cock, balls and ass and even letting him fuck their asses. Mark also licked their pussies and butt holes and immensely enjoyed it. His most favorite hooker was Holly, who whored in a neighboring town. She had a way of dominating him, and taking him under her control. She would take her strap on to his butt hole at least once a month, something he hated, but enjoyed thoroughly. It was something he was so ashamed of, but he couldn't get enough of it. However, though sex with Angie was limited to the missionary position and she was inexperienced, and rather conservative in bed, rarely even sucking his dick, Mark felt there were certain things that a hooker did, but not a good wife, especially not his wife. After she recovered from her shattering orgasm, the strawberry blond wife wiped her pussy and returned to bed. She fell into a deep slumber. Chapter 5 Sean was working on his lap top at his desk. It was daytime in Africa and he was taking some business calls to the motherland, where he had several business interests. There was a knock on his door. He ignored it. It came again, and again, getting louder. Then a fist was banged on the door. Irritated, he put his call on hold and walked to the door, looking very aggressive. He yanked it open and Mandy stood before him, covered completely in a dressing gown. Her silky, combed dark hair cascaded down the sides of her pretty face. She had applied dark berry gloss to her luscious lips. A fluffy, white fur scarf was slung loosely around her shoulders. "Wassup?" he growled. "You going skiing or what the fuck?" Mandy smiled at Sean, dressed in a pair of loose boxer shorts and nothing else. He had the torso of a fit, light heavyweight boxer. His chest had dark, bulging muscles and his belly was finely chiseled and defined, with a perfect six pack. "All work and no play makes Sean a boring Nigga," the black woman said and chuckled as she brushed past him. He closed the door behind her. "I'm taking a call." He picked up his phone and sat at his desk. Mandy settled on the living room couch and lit a blunt. She puffed casually and started channel hopping on the TV as Sean kept on talking on the phone. When the blunt roached, she stood up and went to the bathroom. Sean was doing something on his laptop when she returned. Mandy walked to him and snapped his laptop shut. "Are you fucking crazy!" he growled, glaring at her. "I am doing something important." "Nigga, I came to get fucked up." "Shit! Don't you get enough dick, bitch!" "I was a nice, sweet lil waitress until you dropped by and got me addicted to your big fucking cock. Now your chickens have cumm home to roost! Sit your ass on the couch and light a fat one, coz I am about to turn you out," she said in a husky voice, with a lascivious smile on her face and a blaze in her eyes. Mandy hooked her fur scarf around his neck. Sean groaned and rolled his eyes. Mandy threw him a fierce smile and he laughed heartily. "Oh. Is that where its at now! Nigga, if I hear you moaning all over my shit, I'm kicking that ass!" Mandy swore and lead him to the couch. She pushed him onto the seat and turned on some bump and grind music. "I swear that pussy better be good bitch!" Sean said and smacked her big ass. She wagged it at him. "You know its the best Dada!" Sean sat down on the couch and fired up a fat blunt, bobbing his head to some bump and grind music. Mandy moved to the center of the room, putting her fur scarf around her neck. Swaying sensuously, she slowly opened her robe. Sean's dark eyes lit up and he whistled as he gazed at his financial manager, a chocolate brown treat in shiny white. A silk, milky quarter cup white bra was holding up her jiggling, pendulous, round breasts, crowned with excited, turgid nipples that were thick like thumbs. A shimmering, white pair of silk lace hot pants with a deep v front were stretched to bursting around her curvy hips and thick bubble butt, and cupped a thick mound between her alluring, smooth cocoa brown thighs The flimsy, shoe lace straps of a tiny white thong were sitting high on her hips, cutting sexily into her flesh. She was wearing a pair of of high heeled glass slippers. "How you like your baby?" she asked in a husky, dark voice, her eyes seductive, smoldering, narrowed to glowing slits. "Hot damn!" was all he said. Mandy's started dancing, slowly, sensuously, bumping and grinding to a slow jam. She rolled her hips round and round as she played with the silk scarf, like a stripper, sliding it round her shoulder and body like a white snake and it looked so sexy. She put it between her thighs and pulled it back and forth on her fat pussy, turning herself on. "Fuck!" Sean gasped and took a deep toke. Mandy danced her way to him. She kept them curvy hips winding as she hooked the scarf over his neck and pulled his face closer and closer, enticingly rolling her big, fat pussy in his face. She pulled him into her mons and dry humped him, rubbing her hot, silk covered cunt all over his cheeks and lips. The musky scent of her pussy filled his nostrils like a rich perfume. Sean rasped and grabbed her rotating ass cheeks, sinking his fingers deep into them, feeling them flex in his hands. He felt such a carnal greed that he opened his mouth and sucked her pussy through her panties. Mandy moaned, her face twisting into a lust filled grimace. She slid onto his lap and her thick lips claimed his. Their arms wrapped around each other as their tongues danced wetly, slipping and sliding all over each other. They moaned into each other mouths, their itchy hands groping all over their bodies. Sean slid one hand down her panties to grab a cheek whilst the other scooped up a big, soft, creamy orb. Then all he did was squeeze and fondle sweet female flesh. Mandy turned to putty. She moaned and pushed her tits in his face as she ground her cunt into his hard cock. "Eat my tits baby. Lemme feed. You!" She scooped up her fat tits and thrust a thick, long nipple into his mouth. He snaked his tongue around it and teased it so exquisitely that she cooed and started licking his head. Her other tit got jealous so she picked it up and sucked it herself. Then she pressed her big mummeries together and stuffed both nipples in his mouth and Sean sucked them greedily. Sean slid both his hands into her panties, one at the front, one at the back. One big middle finger was tracing the crease of her dripping pussy and teasing her clit as the other slid into her ass crack, to stroke her sensitive cleft and tease her puckered hole. Mandy went absolutely mad, her hips jerking sharply. "Fuck, I love this freaky shit! Lemme take my panties off daddy and show you my naughty lil thong. Wanna see it? I know you'll love it daddy" Sean nodded hastily. Mandy shot to her feet and turned on her heels and enticed him with her ass, making her cheeks pop and clap till he was dizzy and his cock was raging hard. She looked seductively over her shoulder as she hooked her her fingers into her lace hot pants and slowly peeled them off, leaving him face to face with her chocolate, thick, round, silky butt cheeks. Her tiny, shimmering thong was swallowed up in her crack. She bent over for him, teasing him with the fat mound between her thighs. "Damn! You nasty booty ho!" Sean exclaimed and slapped her ass. His eyes were so excited. "Smack that ass Nigga! Smack that ass, now there you go!" Mandy moaned and shook her ass as he kept slapping it. "Spread that ass baby!" he growled in a thick voice and she hurried to obey, showing no shame. Her puckered hole winked at him and her pink- reddish slit gleamed with wetness. Sean exhaled as his hands shot to grab her crack and slit. Mandy boiled with pleasure.. "Yeah daddy! Turn me out! Please daddy! " she begged with want in her voice. "Come sit that pussy on my face, bitch!" growled and punctuated it with a slap. "Feed me that tasty wet fucking pussy!" She turned and threw her leg over his shoulder, yanking her gusset off her cunt. "Spread your fucking pussy!" "Yes daddy!" Mandy moaned and rushed to grab her long, furled pussy lips and pull them apart, and her pink-reddish insides shined wetly at him. "here. Gorge yourself on this tasty cunt!" Sean's thick, long tongue slid into the silky, dark folds of her vagina. He groaned as her tasty, tangy juices poured copiously into his mouth and sucked them eagerly. As his hot tongue teased its way up and down her dripping gash and Mandy groaned and shook like a moron. "Mmmm! Oh yes daddy!!!! That's my spot! That's it right there," she cried as his thick tongue burrowed into her fuck hole, teasing the sensitive nerves in her opening. Her hips shuddered mightily and she grabbed his head in both hands to lustily grind her excited, sizzling pussy on his mouth, trying to cum. She fucked his nose and rubbed her slit all over his face, drenching him. Then she leaned down and licked his face clean, cooing as she tasted her delicious pussy. "Fuck I taste good daddy! Say it Nigga!" "You nasty freak!" Sean laughed, enjoying himself. He clamped his lips around her thick, engorged clit and she jumped. "Calm down baby!" he told her as he slid two long digits in her pussy slit and and slowly burrowed them deep into her tunnel. Her pussy sucked them in instantly. He finger fucked her as he teased her clit with his lips and mouth till it grew hard as a rock. He pleasure for Mandy was almost unbearable. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she cried at the ceiling. But she didn't miss a stroke as she rolled her hips around his tongue and fingers. "Fuck baby!! Yes!!! Yesss!!!!! Oh shit!!!! That's it!!! Aaaaaaaa!!!!!" Mandy cried, her face taking on a frenzied, possessed look. She felt her pussy melt like hot butter. Then it gathered and exploded like a bomb! "Fuck yeah. That's it daddy! Turn this bitch out! Make your lil bitch cumm!!!" Mandy cried in the throes of passion, as her body was hit by violent jerks and spasms. She screamed the roof down, her face grimacing, her big eyes seeming like they were about to explode. Sean kept working her genitals and Mandy kept cumming and screaming, seeing stars in the bright room. Sean finally pulled his fingers out and held them to her lips. "Hungry!" he teased. "Thank you daddy!" Mandy cried with lust, her eyes blazing. She gobbled her fingers up and licked them clean, moaning and mewing. Sean laughed and called her such a tease. Mandy caught her breath in a second and peeled his boxers off. She sank down on her knees between his thighs. She teased him, running her long, soft hair on his skin. Then she got down to serious business and stroked and licked her way up his inner thighs leaving a wet trail with her hot tongue. She scooped up his spongy, hard cock and moaned with hunger as she wielded it like a warrior's spear and squeezed it. "Thanks for bringing me off daddy! I wanna serve your dick like the favorite fuck slut that I am." "Yeah bitch! Suck the motherfucker!" Sean growled. Mandy brought it to her nose and sniffed it like a dog, loving the musky, male scent. She rubbed the big, soft, spongy head all over her face and neck, then she licked his dick like it was a tasty lolly, making him twitch, squirm and groan. Just when he thought it couldn't get better, she started teasing his big, bulbous, sensitive head, licking, nibbling and lapping away at it. She squeezed the blood into the head making the pee slit expand, and then she teased it with the point of her tongue and the pleasure was so exquisite it made him shiver. "Aaaaa!!!!" Sean groaned deeply. "Shit, I need this fucking cock in my mouth!!!" Mandy bore down on his cock, making her lips open and spread around him as she vacuumed him in. "Mmm!" Mandy moaned as she looked up at him with big, innocent, dark eyes, her lips stretched so lewdly around his thick meat. She grinned around his cock and started started suckling and chewing on it. Sean sank back into the couch and couldn't stop groaning. "Yeah, that's it bitch. Chew that dick!" "Hmmmm! Uhhhh!" she groaned and grabbed his thick shaft. Her blazing eyes held his captive as she wanked his cock and bobbed up and down, sending her drooling lips riding up and down his shaft. She sucked his dick with a voracious appetite, slurping away and vacuuming it hard with her drooling mouth. When he was hard as a rock and he thought his dick would explode, Mandy slid astride Sean and crouched over him. She squeezed his cock for good measure, then she used it like an LAPD baton stick to slap her pussy. The succulent, fleshy slaps rang out across the room. "Beat that pussy up with that big ass dick baby! Whip the motherfucker!" Sean chuckled dirtily. He loved fucking Mandy. It was simply so much fun. "Oh shit! This is so freaky!" Mandy chuckled dirtily, her eyes twinkling as she lodged the fat head into her dripping, itchy slit. She held on to Sean's shoulders and started rolling and pumping her hips round and round, dancing on the sensitive tip of his dick, driving them both mad. "You like that huh? Like the way I dance all over your dick!" "Yeah. Give it to me baby!" Mandy gave a powerful lunge and screwed her pussy all the way down his cock. She shuddered and cried as her pussy was filled up with big, hard cock. She ground her clit feverishly onto his pubes and he ground his cock into her. She felt her pussy melt around him as he felt the heat rise in his cock. Then she started swinging slowly, smoothly, sensuously up and down as both of them gazed at her chocolate brown pussy riding up and down his fat, dark, marble cock. "Fuck Sean. I love fucking you baby!" she cooed and wrapped her arms tightly around his thick neck. They feasted on each other's mouths as they fucked at a leisurely pace, thoroughly enjoying the sensations of his thick, long swollen cock sliding into her well lubed, hot, tight pussy. Then Mandy got wild with arousal. She grabbed handfuls of his thick chest muscles, bit her lip and started shoving her cunt down on him, impaling herself brutally on his cock. Sean sank his big hands into her ass and yanked her on his hard meat as he hit her pussy like a punching bag. Every thrust was knock out punch that made Mandy cry out for more. The couch jarred under them to the beat of their furious fucking. Mandy felt her pussy turning into a furnace. A searing wave of heat engulfed her loins and spread rapidly all over her body. Hunters and Predators Pt. 02 "I am almost there daddy. Fuck me hard with that big dick and make me cum like a bitch!" she growled through clenched teeth, her eyes blazing at him. Sean hit her pussy harder, hammering it into her dripping, moist depths. Angie stiffened suddenly and held her breath for ages. Then her hips started popping and jerking frantically. "Aaaaaahhhhhh! Yes!!!!!!!!!" she cried and went wild on his lap, her lusty hips whipping in a blur. Her pussy was squeezing his cock so tight he thought she would bruise him. But Sean just let her have his big dick, ramming it repeatedly into her as she came harder and harder, sending her into a state of delirium. Mandy was sent tumbling from one shattering orgasm to the next until the pleasure became incensing and unbearable. Using her last energy, she jumped off his cock and left it raging angrily in the air. She was drunk from cumming. She staggered away on wobbly legs and flopped on her back on another couch. "Fuck! You trying to kill me with that big ass dick!" "Its what you came for, ain't it!" Sean teased her, stroking his hard cock. "Come finish what you started." "Yeah! Just leave me the fuck alone..." Mandy gasped as she gathered her breath. Sean fired up his blunt and stroked his cock patiently. He knew she would soon be crying for more. Soon enough, she was smiling at his cock as he stroked it, keeping it big and hard for her. Mandy slid her soaked thongs down her thighs and threw them at his face. Sean brought them to his nose and inhaled deeply. Then he wrapped them lewdly around his cock. Mandy deliberately raised her thighs and parted them. She pulled her pussy lips apart, flashing him her shiny, gleaming, pink-reddish insides. She stroked her slit, sloshing her fingers in and out. Then she brought her soaked digits to her lips and licked them lasciviously. "You like the way I play with my pussy! Like that shit, huh?" Sean did not bother to reply. He jumped up, jumped over and dropped between her thighs. He ate her pussy till his lower face was shiny with her juices. Mandy threw her pussy at him and tried to cumm. He brought her to the brink and then he rammed his cock into her. She hooked her arms around the insides of her knees and held her pussy wide open for him to fuck. "Fuck me Sean. Fuck the shit out of me. Tear up my fucking pussy now there you go!" she begged and she got it too. Sean grunted as her hot pussy squeezed and milked his cock. He grabbed her hips and started fucking her in smooth, rhythmical, deep thrusts, savoring the tight sheath of her cunt. Mandy moaned and cried out sweetly, her hips rising smoothly to meet him and offer him her pussy, to stab as deeply as he wanted. Their bodies were soon covered in sweat. Mandy started moaning and gasping. She reached for her fat clit and started rubbing it frenziedly. Sean felt her pussy tighten and start to flutter around his cock. It felt so good, arousing him so much that Sean sank his fingers into her hips and started yanking her brutally onto his cock, hammering his dick in like he wanted to tear her a new pussy. "Ah yes daddy! Rip my pussy! Rip me darling! Yes! Sean! Sean!!!!" Mandy loved a hard, thorough, furious dicking and she came violently, screaming and thrashing about. Sean yanked his cock out of her gaping cunt and pulled her to the carpet. He waved his cock in her face and she chased it with her greedy mouth and gobbled it up. She blew his cock greedily, mewing and moaning as she tasted her juices. She blew him up and blew him down. Then she went down on all fours and wagged her thick butt in his face. Sean lubed his cock with her copious pussy juices and brought it to her puckered rear hole. He pressed it against her opening and Mandy moaned and shivered with anticipation. He bore down on her hole and it slowly opened around him and took his cock in. She was loose from their regular ass fucking. He eased it into her rectum, filling her up. "Ah yes Sean. Fuck my ass baby! That's it. I need that shit. I love it baby!" Mandy moaned and started rocking her ass back and forth, relishing the way his big dick completely filled up her tight asshole. Sean started her off slow, letting her hole relax around his meat. Mandy immediately hooked a finger around her thick clit and started frigging, causing fireworks to explode in her loins. When Mandy started moaning with arousal and thrusting back against him impatiently, he knew it was time. "Fuck me daddy! Shove that dick in my ass and fuck the shit out of me!" she cried over her shoulder. "You asked for it," he grunted and grabbed her hips to yank her onto his dick as he banged it in, repeatedly. Mandy bawled as he powered away into her asshole, his balls slapping loudly into her pussy. Hes cock ripped in and out of her asshole like a hot knife through butter. "Oh yes daddy! That's it. Fuck me to death daddy! Rip my asshole! Yess!!!!" Sean bit his lower lip and put his back in it. His muscles flexed as he fucked her harder and faster, at such a furious pace you would have thought he was mad at her and wanted hurt her. Mandy's face twisted into a tortured grimace and she screamed her lungs out, but it was with pleasure. "Oh yes!!!! Yes!!! daddy! Make me cumm all over that big dick! Fuck me daddy!" "Cumm, you slut! Cumm!!!" Sean growled and fucked her for all he was worth. His cock began to glow with heat in her tight ass. Mandy frigged her clit in a blur and it exploded intensely. Then her ass exploded. Then her whole body and her head followed. Sean kept fucking her. She tried to get away but he held her down and ripped her ass until she was just a heap of heaving flesh, kneeling before him, face down, ass up, and impaled on his dick. He pulled out of her, leaving her ass hole gaping lewdly. He sat on the couch and pulled her face onto his lap. Mandy immediately started licking his cock even as she gathered her breath. Then she vacuumed it into her mouth and held on to his thighs as she bobbed her head up and down spiritedly, gurgling and gobbling like a turkey. Then, with a naughty twinkle to her eye, she bore down on him and forced his cock into the tight confines of her throat. "Yeah, deep throat that dick baby. Fuck me with your throat." Mouth gaping impossibly, Mandy started bobbing her head and fucked him with her tight, slippery windpipe. She pulled back to catch air through her nose then she went down and swallowed him up again till her gaping lips were pushed into his pubes. Then the naughty Financial Manager slid her long tongue out and started stroking and licking his balls. Sean couldn't take it anymore. He grunted and grabbed her head and started grinding his cock tortuously into her throat. His cock grew impossibly large, plugging her throat. Then his balls gathered and burst. A thick torrent of cumm shot into her throat. Mandy moaned and pulled back to take the next blast of thick, creamy, salty cumm in her mouth. She gulped and sucked away greedily, wanking his cock frenziedly, making Sean cry out as he emptied his balls in her mouth. She kept sucking and swallowing till his balls were empty. Then she cooed and mewed as she licked his cock and balls, catching the last drops of his precious cumm. Sean carried Mandy to his bed and they cuddled together, feeling elated, exhilarated, exhausted and drowsy. "Shit Mandy. I think I wanna settle down. You know, all that shit Angie was talking about in the car, a relationship, trust, intimacy, loyalty. That is what I am looking for." "Monogamy is the most boring shit in town Sean. Fuck that." "It ain't all about sex. I didn't say I wanna fuck one woman and shit. But, I wanna have a special woman in my life, yunno." "You in love with that married white woman now or what the fuck? Her redneck husband will shoot you, Nigga, for ramming that huge dick up in his white bitch and splitting her in two. She come home, he run up in it and cant even feel shit. She cant even feel his lil dick neither. Don't fuck up a happy home with that big ass black Nigga cock of yours, son," Mandy's big breasts jiggled to her laughter. "Come on, baby's push their big heads through a pussy but I have fucked some mums with tight ass pussies. And yunno that shit about tiny white cocks is just bullshit. You fucked a couple of white guys, right?" "Sean is in love with a white wife. Damn! This is getting hot in here!" "Mandy, quit bullshitting. I am serious. I wanna settle down. Mandy snuggled up to him and kissed his face. "Why don't you take me? I am a good bitch. Nigga, I make you cumm all the fucking time." "Would you wanna be my wife?" "No!" "Why not?" "Coz I want a man I can control. I wanna call the shots. You are stubborn. I hate it when a man doesn't do what I want. We would fight all the time." "Bitch!" "Your mama!" They both laughed. He felt Mandy's ass jiggling against his cock as she laughed. He ground against it and she ground back. They knew they were going to fuck at least once more. Chapter 6 The following morning, Angie made breakfast for her children and husband. After Mark drove off with the boys, Angie showered. She felt an urge to look very good. She took her time applying make up and then she tried on several outfits before settling for a pale blue blouse and a Cavalli tuxedo-inspired pant suit. The black pants suit and jacket had shimmery, Crepe-de-Chine satin accents. The pants were low waisted and comfortable. The blazer went in on the waist and out at the hips to give her figure the hour-glass effect. The pants were boot-cut, allowing her to put on a pair of fine tailored leather boots. Angie looked at herself in the mirror and loved what she saw. She looked elegant and sexy. She felt confident and radiant as she arrived at The Pilgrim. Sean, Chad and Mandy could not stop making her compliments and she felt so flattered and pretty, even though she blushed shyly. Chad drove off to the Airport to check on the jet as she drove the two blacks to Murphy Inc. She had already informed Amos Murphy, her 65 year old Boss and his son that Sean was black. However, they were still surprised at seeing him and Mandy. They were not used to being in the position of trying to impress black people. However, money was money, and they were eager to get the contract. They held a long meeting, and Amos presented them with his proposal, for marketing and distributing their products region wide. Angie then took the two of them around the firm, showing them the premises and introducing them to the staff. She took them to Mark's Office and introduced them to Mark. Mark felt a strong pang of envy as he saw Sean in person. He had to admit the cocky, confident, filthy rich black man was good looking and attractive. He had this animal, predatory thing about him. Mark did not want him around his wife. No sir. It didn't take a genius to figure out that his wife liked Sean. She had even put on her best looking suit and she looked like she had spent ages making herself look good. "So, you are the lucky man who is married to this gorgeous lady?" Sean said as he firmly shook Mark's hand. "Some guys have all the luck." "I would say Angie is lucky to have such a handsome husband," Mandy said in a flirtatious, sultry voice as she shook Mark's hand. "We should all meet for supper sometime, don't you think?" "Yes, that would be wonderful," Mark responded, forgetting about Sean as he drowned in Mandy's big, dark, sultry eyes. "Is that your family?" Sean asked, seeing a framed photo of Mark, Angie and their two blond children. He picked it up and smiled. "You got two nice, sweet kids..." Then he handed it to Mandy. "The boys are cute. Gosh, you all look good together. Like a picture book family. Sometimes I wish I had kids too." "Well, you can. I mean, you are young enough!" Angie said. "Well, I have shown you all there is to see to the firm. Would you like to return to the Hotel?" Sean said pleasantly to Mark. "I hope you don't mind if your wife shows us around town a bit." "Well, go ahead. Not that there is much to see." "Well, there is quite some beautiful scenery..." Sean said, smiling mischievously, looking pointedly at Angie. Angie blushed beet red and cast Sean a quick, chiding look. But she couldn't completely stifle a giggle. "I agree." Mandy said, also eying Angie and smiling naughtily. Mark felt hot around the ears. He did not like the black man being cheeky about his wife. He felt an urge to wipe the smile off his black face. But he knew that Amos Murphy would not take kindly to him doing anything to upset Mr Smith. After all, Mark was hoping for a promotion, so he could earn more money. "So, I guess we will be off now, darling," she said to her husband and kissed him on the lips, lightly. "Have fun," Mark said gruffly, slid his arm around Angie. He kissed her demonstratively, as his hand cupped and squeezed her butt. That evening, Mark was working late in his office when Angie called him. He could hear loud music in the background. She told him that she had left the kids with a babysitter and was in a country and western bar in town with Sean and his people and wanted him to join them. He almost refused but in the end he went. When Mark arrived at the place, he sneaked to a window and peeped in first. He saw Angie sitting at a table between Sean and Mandy, with Chad opposite her. His wife was looking alluring, and his jealousy increased. Angie must have dashed home, because she had changed her clothes and obviously taken time to make herself look alluring. Her hair, which had been combed smoothly was now worn wide open, framing her pretty face like a strawberry mane. She wore a short, black evening dress with glitter, that had a deep v front which exposed an ample amount of cleavage. It clung to her attractive, curvy body and ended several inches above her knees. Her thighs were in smoky stockings and she wore black, leather high heels. Angie's face was well made up, her lips were a glossy, cherry red and she had powdered her face lightly, giving it an alluring glow. A string of pearls gleamed softly around her neck, sitting in the deep valley between the exposed, silky tops of her breasts. Mark was annoyed because he knew she had put on her favorite and best evening wear, and he suspected it wasn't for him. When he joined them, Mandy got up and he took a place besides Angie, with Sean on her other side. They ordered food and had several drinks. Initially, all five of them conversed together. Mark did not like Chad at all because the guy had a patronizing attitude towards him. Mandy flirted with everyone and made dirty jokes the whole time, which had them all laughing. She was looking alluring, wearing a cowboy hat and a leather tank top with silver buttons at the front that ended way above her navel, and seemed like it would be forced open by her big breasts at any time. A short, jeans flirt skirt was struggling to contain her curvy hips and her legs were encased in knee high, shiny, black leather boots. At one point, Chad left the table and joined a young couple that was sitting at the bar. Sean said something and him and Mandy laughed dirtily but they wouldn't explain. As the evening progressed, Mark found himself being monopolized by flirtatious Mandy. Initially, Angie seemed to be a bit irritated with him talking to Mandy and Mark enjoyed it, wanting to show her how bad it was to feel jealous. Mandy leaned close to him and flirted with him, mesmerizing him with her dark eyes and her big tits. Something about her excited him. He blushed as he realized that she reminded him in a way of the hooker in the neighboring town, the dominant one that was able to take his control into her hands and do nasty, dirty things with him which he hated but enjoyed in some perverted way. She had that type of raw power. At first she was making some dirty small talk, but she cleverly steered the conversation to their firm and he suspected she was trying to weed information about his employer's firm from him. However, she did it in such a charming, flirtatious way and she seemed to know how to make him talk. In the end, he ended up talking much more than he intended. It was when he had Angie's loud peels of laughter that he remembered his wife and looked at her. Angie was slightly drunk and her face was radiant. She was leaning close to Sean and they were talking in lowered voices and laughing heartily. It seemed as if the rest of the world did not exist for them. He felt a sharp pang of jealous. He watched Angie wipe a strand of hair from her face and push her chest out, and Sean's eyes drifted to the tops of her buttermilk breasts. He gave a dirty smile and Angie hit him lightly with her elbow and gave him a wide smile. He just had to break it up fast, and so he said something to Angie. She seemed to require a few seconds to come back to the real world. Knowing her very well, he immediately noticed that she was very happy and excited. He did not want her to talk to Sean anymore but Mandy put a hand on his elbow and steered him back to her. His eyes went to the exposed tops of her cocoa brown, pendulous breasts, then her sweet, smiling, thick lips, and when they reached her big, dark eyes they were held captive. She steered him to the dance floor where Chad was dancing steamily with the girl while her boyfriend, whom Mark knew, was sitting at the bar and watching with a big grin instead of punching him out. Mandy put her arms around him and pressed her big, soft mummeries into his chest. Mark automatically hugged her close and she rested her head on his chest. She was a cock tease, and she rubbed her hips on his dick and made it hard. Mark blushed and gasped, and he heard her chuckle and sink her strong fingers into his back. It was almost painful and he liked it. Mandy made him dance to several songs. He kept stealing looks over at Sean and Angie, and they were chatting and smiling. They did not seem to be flirting or hitting on each other, they just seemed intimate. And that worried him. Around two, they decided to call it a night. Sean, Angie, Mandy and Mark walked out to a taxi rank outside, but Chad stayed behind, sitting at the bar, with the guy and his girlfriend sitting on either side of him, very, very close. They said their good byes. Sean told Angie he was looking forward to seeing her, and she only gave a short, sweet giggle. Mark was warm to Mandy, but he gave Sean a cold good bye. Both couples took taxis. Sitting in the backseat, Mark asked his wife; "Are Sean and Mandy a couple?" "I don't know," she said in a cheerful voice. "They are very close. But I don't know if they sleep with each other." "They probably do. He is very attractive, isn't he?" Mark said, with an edge to his voice. "She is very attractive too, isn't she? You danced a lot for someone who normally doesn't like dancing." "She made me do it." "She hold a gun to your head? Or did she have two very convincing arguments?" "You should be the one to complain here." Angie exhaled and then she kissed Mark on the cheek and snuggled close to him. "Lets not argue and spoil it. I had a very nice evening." "Me too," Mark said, getting distracted. He started hoping he hadn't talked too much to Mandy. Then he felt Angie's hand slide surreptitiously onto his lap and start stroking his excited cock. It was still hard from Mandy's cock teasing. It suddenly crossed his mind that since Sean had come to town, Angie had become more direct, even aggressive, sexually. She had never done something like this before, stroking his cock in a Taxi, with the driver within arm's reach. He was glad he would be fucking that night, but did not quite fill inclined to thank Sean. He hoped that he and Mandy would be leaving town soon, never to be seen again. Hunters and Predators Pt. 02 In Sean's suite, Mandy and her boss slash fucker snuggled close together on a couch, smoking and drinking. Mandy's leather top was open and a pair of half cups were holding up her big breasts. Her nipples were big and excited and looked wet from recent licking. She had an arm around Sean's shoulder and a leg thrown across his lap. Her skirt was bunched around her waist Sean had one of his hands between her thighs. She was wearing no panties and his fingers were stroking her gaping, well fucked pussy. Sean's shirt was open, and his torso was covered with a light film of sweat. His pants were also open and pushed half way down his thighs. Mandy had a hand wrapped around his lolling, long cock and it was shiny with pussy juice and saliva. "What did you get from Mark?" Sean asked Mandy, stroking her pussy slowly, leisurely. "He is very jealous of you and his wife." "All men are jealous of me and their bitches. And that means I am sexy," he laughed. "No, I mean, anything useful from Mark?" "Yeah, I got him talking. You know me..." "Yeah, them big tits work magic." "It wasn't even that. I could turn him out and make him my bitch if I wanted. He would submit and do whatever I wanted. I almost thought of taking him outside to make him lick my boots. Shit. I should have brought my strap on." "You're diverging," Sean said, adding another digit into her pussy, and easing them deep inside and then rolling them around. "Mmmmmm! Alright. Way I see it, we would make double the money on our own, instead of going through them. On the other hand, they have the network in place, experienced people who know the region and, and, and." "How much do they need us?" "They are solid. They wouldn't go down if they didn't get our business." "Its always a disadvantage to negotiate with people who don't need you," Sean said, and groaned, as Mandy rolled the palm of her hand around his dick head. "And its a hustle to set a whole distribution company for just one line of products. But, we are talking about a lot of money here." "Maybe we can buy a smaller company, with financial problems." "Who will run it?" "Well, maybe we can get Angie. She's smart enough, and experienced. And she knows everybody around here." "And, you wanna fuck her, huh?" Mandy licked his ear and her hand slid up and down his now turgid cock, wanking him exquisitely. "No!" Sean replied. "She is happily married, loves her husband and kids. She's a good person. I don't wanna taint her. And you know what happens to women I fuck... I mean, you should, Mandy..." he kissed her on the lips. "Yeah, a girl gets filled up by this big dick, she becomes a sex crazy, big black dick addicted cum slut!" Mandy said huskily, with a naughty smile on her face as she slid onto his lap, straddling him. He pulled his fingers out of her cunt and they were replaced by his hard cock. Mandy gave a prolonged moan as she sank down on him. Sean raised his fingers to her face and she took them and sniffed them. "MMMMMM!!!! One for you, one for me..." She sucked one shiny, pussy juice coated finger into her mouth as Sean took the other and they licked them clean. Then their lips found each other and they kissed deeply, wetly, passionately, as Mandy started rolling her hips, fucking his big cock, relishing having her pussy completely filled up with big, hard dick. Meanwhile, Chad was just walking into the apartment of Hank and Liz, for those were the names of the young couple he had met at the bar. All three of them were drunk. Hank and Liz thought he was a nice, exciting guy from New York, but he thought they were just dumb ass hicks. Hank got some beer and lit up a joint. Chad shared some cocaine with them. Then the handsome blond Chad put three thousand bucks on the table. "Alright guys, listen, I know you don't make money, working as dumb ass cashiers at the discounter for less than a grand a month. I wanna help you guys out." "oh, you shouldn't.." Liz said, blushing. "You gotta earn it though. Its three thousand, one and half for each. Now, who is gonna suck first?" he said, taking out his cock. It was hard. "Hell Mr! Are you crazy! I ought to bust your jaw!" Hank exploded. "Hank. Calm down. That's a lot of money!" Liz said, putting a restraining hand on him. "I ain't letting you suck his cock!" "Actually, I want both of you to do it. Its only fair. Now look at it, all that cash, and it can be yours. And no one outside of this room will ever know." Chad said. He smiled meanly, seeing their greedy, broke ass eyes gazing dreamily at the cash. Chad had plans for their broke asses, both of them. He had often wondered what was worse for a man, to watch another man fuck his woman up the ass, or to have his woman watch while he got fucked up the ass. Chad didn't care. He was doing them both. Sean had often called him sick, but Chad felt he was just misunderstood. All he needed really was that extra kick, something the white blond didn't and couldn't find in normal sex. It was something he only found through humiliation, of others, or himself. Well, Chad really had a lot of humiliation planned for Hank and Liz. They were gonna get paid, but they would work hard for it. A couple of minutes later, every white feminist in America would have been happy to see the way the hick couple displaying an equal division of domestic labor, both were on their knees, sucking New York dick. Chapter 7 The following day went as usual. Angie came and picked up Sean and Mandy in the morning and they spent the entire morning at Murphy's. In the early afternoon, Angie drove Mandy and Sean to a diner where they took an outside table under an umbrella and had some tasty country food and wine. Then they drove back to the hotel. As Mandy went into her room, Sean led Angie into his suite. He poured them both double scotches. He stood at the window, gazing outside. "its a beautiful day. What you gonna do today?" "If you don't need me, I am gonna go pick up my kids and do something nice with them. Maybe drive to the woods or something, or visit some farm and let them see cows and stuff." "Mind if I tag along and maybe see the region a bit." "Well, come on then. I am sure my kids will love you. They might gawk at you though. Ain't too many black folks around here." "You mean they'll be like, "Mama! It talks!" Sean said and laughed. "Come on! But don't be making weird jokes around my kids, alright?" she wagged a playful finger at him. "Yeah, like, "Hi kids. I am your new daddy. Your old daddy, he ain't coming home no more. I done ran him out of town!" he laughed heartily. "Maybe you better just stay here, Sean." "Come on. He was is so jealous it was pathetic." "Why not," Angie smiled, "you are young, handsome, charming, and very rich" "Are you hitting on me," his eyes twinkled with mischief. "Alright. That's it Sean. You ain't coming along." "No. I promise I will be a good boy." Angie did have a few doubts about how Mark would feel, but she was enjoying Sean's company. She decided to take him along. Her two sons warmed up to him immediately. He sat with them in the back seat. They were wrestling and playing and laughing as she drove to a farm. Angie kept smiling as she looked at them in the mirror. She and Mark rarely shared such moments with their kids, with all the work and the overtime Mark did even at week ends. The farmer, who knew Mark very well, stared at Sean suspiciously. He assumed the worst and took Angie to the side to say that if things hadn't worked out with Mark, it still wasn't no reason to shack up with one of them. She blushed and told him Sean was just a visiting business man and he was way out of line. Sean knew absolutely nothing about cows and was even scared of them. When they wanted to ride on horses he nearly bolted. It took quite a lot of effort and teasing to get him to mount one of the beasts. They rode across the wide, open range for an hour. When they returned to the stables, Sean complained that his aching butt was killing him. Angie and the kids laughed heartily. Chapter 8 That evening, Angie and Mark had one of their worst quarrel in years. The farmer had called him to inquire if everything was alright. And when he got home, the kids could not stop talking about all the fun they had had with Sean. Mark said nothing at first, but he was mad as hell and he felt so insecure. And he was feeling jealous as hell. All evening, he was fuming, knocking down beers. Once the kids were in bed he went at Angie in the bedroom, snapping and being so obnoxious to her till she had to ask him, "What the hell is wrong Mark?" Angie asked, getting mad at him snapping constantly at her. "You tell me Angie. Or are you too busy about your day with Sean on the range. Bet you find his New York accent so cool, huh?" he sneered balefully at her. "Mark, he asked if he could come along and why should I say no. It ain't like we are gonna do something in front of the kids. Stop being silly," she pleaded, feeling annoyed. "Oh, so you are gradually nudging me out, and introducing him to the kids. Is that it?" "My goodness. You are paranoid Mark. He is leaving back for New York in a couple of days anyway." "How can you take my kids with him somewhere without asking me first? And how dare you embarrass me in front of my friends like that! Running around with a nigger!" Mark shouted, fuming. "Lower your voice Mark, the kids are sleeping." "Don't fucking tell me to lower my voice. This is my fucking house. Now answer me. How can you! And I not rich enough for you? Or am I not big enough for you? Does he have a huge nigger cock? Is that it?" "Yes Mark! And he is going to sell the kids drugs and shoot them! And then rape me!" Angie retorted with anger. Then she caught herself. "Come on Mark, this is like a bad joke!" "I ain't fucking joking Angie. Don't fuck with me!" "Look, if you had a little more time for us, maybe we could spend more time together. Then you would have to get all worked up about this. But you are either working, out with your friends or watching ball games on TV" "Why the fuck do I slave these long hours. For you and the kids, isn't it?" "How about you just spend more time with us." "Coz we got mortgages and bills to pay, dammit. I ain't some nigger millionaire from New York with a jet airplane. You want one, take him. But listen well. You will never be able to see the kids again." "Mark, stop blowing this out of proportion. Your jealous is pathetic. Pathetic. You are drunk. You are being stupid." "Then why don't you go to your smart nigger. Go fuck his huge cock and have nigger babies. But you can forget my kids!" He kicked the bed furiously, hurting his foot but he didn't care. He made for the door. "Mark. Where are you going. Come back." "No! I am sleeping on the couch, coz there is something smelly in here." He sniffed the air and twisted his face. "Smells like a nigger whore!" Angie gasped. Mark slammed the door shut behind him. Chapter 9 Mark wasn't the only one disturbed. Mandy in fact called an emergency meeting with Chad. She took the handsome blond to a country and western bar for a drink. They perched on bar stools and leaned close to each other, chatting above the din. Chad spent the first half hour telling her that since their arrival, he had fucked three hotel maids, all of them married. He had also had two bell boys sucking his dick and then fucked them up the ass. "Damn Chad, you are a mean bastard!" Mandy exclaimed, feeling her ears getting hot. She loved dirty, nasty sex and that was Chad's favorite past time. He was so much into humiliation, either he got humiliated, or he humiliated someone else. "I tell you Mandy, these hicks are so easy to fuck. You just lay a couple of hundred dollars on the table and you can do what the fuck you want with them. I even had this fool fucking himself with a corked wine bottle as I wanked in his face and sprayed," Chad laughed nastily. "For 250 measly dollars, can you believe. I love this town. How many bitches and jerks have you fucked so far?" "None." "Shit! You are getting rusty, Mandy." "No. I am worried about Sean. He is overdoing it with this settling down business." "Oh well, every player gets tired of the game, sooner or later," Chad said philosophically. "Well, I suppose. But does he have to go off and fall in love with some married, hill billy bitch?" "Fuck that. She is like a used car with loads of mileage. Imagine two big heads already pushed through that pussy. Sean can do better than that. But he ain't that dumb!" "Men are dumb when they fall in love." "Are you jealous Mandy?" "Yeah I love Sean, like a sister. I mean, I fuck him, but my love for him is sisterly, yunno. I will be happy for him if he does find love, yunno. But not some married hill billy mummy with two white kids, please. They gonna call him step daddy? Not my Sean!" "Your Sean, huh!" "Fuck Chad. We need to do something. I have a plan..." Mandy told Chad her plan. He laughed heartily. "Damn! That's nasty." "He's an old dog, we just need to bring him back to his good old tricks." "Yeah," Chad agreed. "Lets have some fun." Sean was working on his computer when Chad and Mandy joined him from their drink. Mandy was looking alluring in a short, sexy backless halter dress that clung to her like a second skin. It had a deep v front that left a generous amount of silky, chocolate breast peeking out. It clung to her curvy hips and thick, balloon like butt cheeks and exposed a good amount of her smooth, silky, juicy brown thighs. Chad produced a fat bag of weed he had bought from the hotel staff. The room was soon filled with thick clouds of smoke as they chatted, smoked and had drinks. Mandy sat between the two guys "Damn! I liked the look on that white face when Chad said, "Actually, he is Mr Smith!" Mandy laughed. "She was almost like, "No, this cant be right! He is a nigger!" "Come on guys, don't be so hard on her. Most white folks ain't used to rich Niggaz!" Chad laughed. "Except for O J. and Tyson!" Sean laughed and laid a hand on Mandy's juicy thigh. He stroked her tenderly, easing her dress up to expose her tiny, silky, cream tanga that clung to her fat, shaved pussy. Mandy's laughter peeled sweetly as she laid one hand on Sean's lap. Her dainty, dark, long fingered hands closed over the bulge in his pants and squeezed. "I would love to see her chocking on Sean's big, black cock!" Chad chuckled dirtily. "I like to see them pretty, sweet, married white women hunted, debased and turned into black fucked Nigga whores." "Chad is right Sean, you need to fuck her," Mandy said mischievously, spreading her thighs as Sean's big hand closed over her cunt and he fondled it tenderly. "Turn her into a lil white cum slut." "Oh, come on, she's a nice married woman." "So? How many married white bitches have we turned out between us? The Hunt is on." "There is nothing to be gained from me hunting Angie. She cant help me in any fucking way." "Then allow yourself one hunt just for the fun of it. Just to test if you still got it. Hunt her and subdue her. Make her your sweet, little white prey." "Yesss. Please let me witness you move in for the kill and conquer another little white slut with your big, black cock. Make her choke on it!!" Chad said dreamily, gazing at Mandy's hand stroking Sean's bulge. "I need a woman to settle down with," Sean said, as his fingers eased Mandy's tanga to the side, to reveal her silky, dark, shaved mons. Her long, furled dark pussy lips were like flaps, framing a pink reddish slit. It was shiny with moisture. He ran his digits up and down her dripping gash and she rasped and rolled her curvy hips. "You are getting old and rusty Sean. Pussy whipped! Damn! I never thought I would see this day!" Chad teased Sean. "The Hunter is played out." "He is scared that white country girl will turn him down and hurt his feelings. She will be like, "No!!! I don't fuck niggers!" Mandy teased, double fisting his long cock through his pants. "Oh, I can get her if I put my mind to it," Sean said confidently. "You know me." "Then do it," Mandy said huskily and leaned into Sean and nibbled on his ear lobe. "Fuck her! Turn her out. Be her black master! Make that sweet little white wife eat your black ass hole! make her your sweet little servant and black cock worshiper!" Mandy eased her tongue into his ear hole and teased him. Sean groaned as she deftly opened his zipper and slid her hand inside. Her fingers closed over his lolling cock and she stroked it expertly, making it hard as a rock. Sean eased a long, thick finger into her slit and it was swallowed into her hot, wetness. Mandy groaned, her eyes narrowing down to lust filled slits. "Come on Sean! Your dick is hard as a rock. I know you wanna fuck her. But I bet you you cant!" "Dammit! Alright then! You sex maniacs. But I will play fair with her. I will give her a rope, and its her choice to hang herself. If she is a whoring gold digger, she will get fucked like one. But if she is proper and decent, we all back off. Alright?" "Sounds boring," Mandy pouted. "Don't worry, if he waves a little cash in her face, that bitch will be sucking black dick and licking ass in a second. And I wanna be there to see it," Chad grinned naughtily. "Chad, you know what, you are a perverted white boy." "You are the biggest pervert of all Sean. You are talking all this shit about wanting to settle down, but I just don't buy it. Shit Mandy, you nasty!" Chad chuckled, as Mandy fished Sean's thick, dark cock out of his pants and grabbed it triumphantly. She smiled mischievously as she stroked Sean's dick, rolling her palm around the thick head like a door knob, in full view of Chad, who was gazing idly at it. Mandy's eyes twinkled with lust. "Fuck Mandy, I'm starving and shit. Lets go eat..." Sean jumped up and stuffed his cock into his pants. "Yeah, Sean is right. I am starving too." "Oh!" Mandy pouted as the two men chuckled at her and made for the door. "You motherfuckers hungry, then eat this fucking pussy. Limp dick fags! I will get you for that" She jumped up and slapped and pinched their asses as they left the room. The two men laughed heartily and slid their arms around her from both sides. Mandy walked between them, a firm ass cheek in each hand. Hunters and Predators Pt. 03 Chapter 1 The following day, Angie picked up Sean and Mandy for another bout of meetings at her firm. Her boss, Amos was bugging her because he felt Sean was stalling. Angie had a feeling Sean was enjoying himself in town. And she was enjoying seeing him and spending time with him. Mark would soon be leaving on business for several days, and Angie found herself feeling relieved, something which gave her a pang of guilt. However, things were a bit tense between them, because of Sean. She had played hostess to many of her firms' clients, but Mark had never been jealous. She started wondering why a black man made her husband feel so insecure. She decided to play it safe that day, and left the hotel soon after dropping Sean and Mandy off. Sean relaxed in his suite that evening, taking a hot, lavish bubble bath, smoking a blunt, sipping Dom Perignon, and stroking his fat cock. When he was just another kid in high school, women generally ignored him. White women would not even talk to him. However, the moment it became clear to all that he would have a top flight career as a basketball player, woman had started throwing themselves at him. As he joined the NBA, the groupies chased after him. White women were the worst groupies of all, there was always some tall, slim blond journalist, assistant, waitress, or just plain groupie, with her pink mouth wide open for his black cock. He was lucky that an O G took him to the side and warned him that he should watch them hos, or they would be squeezing on the rubber, pulling it off or trying to make it burst. If it wasnt for the O G, Sean might have ended up like O J, falling in love with a blond, getting used and then trying to murder her. However, young Sean realized that bitches (especially white hos) weren't shit, and he treated them like cigarettes, he smoked them and tossed them in the trash can. The only women he cared about were his mom, his sisters and Mandy. Sean had always taken pleasure in turning white women into his sluts. He knew how much the white man hated it, to see a black man who was rich, successful and fucking a hot white woman. He also enjoyed fucking white women because they were usually under fucked and unsatisfied from the white man, with his little cock and lack of stamina. It was a pleasure to give them a real man's cock for the first time in their lives and watch them go crazy. If he fucked a black woman, or a white woman who had already fucked black men, he had to give it his best, to impress her. But a white, Asian, Latina or even Arabian woman who had never had black dick was so easy to impress. It was enough, to just sit back and let her knock herself out on his cock. The other thing he liked about white woman was that they could be dominated and made to do perverted, dirty ass shit. It was hard to pull it off with a black woman, but with his bad attitude, he could and had made white women suck his dick, eat his balls and lick his ass, and then he fucked them in all their holes, and watched a whore go wild. Hell, he had even made white men do that shit. It was something he loved, to have the white folks just kneel reverently before him and slavishly worship and praise his black genitals with their hands, mouths and holes. It just felt right. And white folks loved it too. It didn't even take much, to make them start moaning and groaning with pleasure as they slavishly sucked and slobbered away like little, cheap, natural born whores. Sean had been turning out all sorts of women, from all sorts of races, with all sorts of pussies, asses and faces, in all sorts of places for a good 12 years now. Somewhere along the line, he had fucked a couple of arrogant, player hating, racist white boys in their faces and asses and liked it so much he added it to his repoitre. He had never felt guilty about fucking and using them. He had never desired anything else. His life consisted of working, making money, and breaking whores. However, lately, he had started feeling like something was missing from his life. It was the something Angie had talked about, the day she had picked them up from the airport, a steady relationship, intimacy, trust, love, affection, children. Sean was feeling agitated. He began to wonder if Chad was right about him. Did he really want to settle down? Could he settle down at all? He liked Angie, yet he was feeling excited about what he had agreed to do. The thought of fucking the attractive, alluring white wife, excited him immensely. He could just picture it, taking the attractive, faithful, loving white wife and mother of two, and turning her into his cum slut. He imagined her on her knees, her big glassy hazel eyes shining up at him, as he stuffed her mouth full of his big, black cock, making her go so crazy for it, throwing her mouth at it, choking, gagging on it. Then he pictured her on her hands and knees, bending her fine, pale ass over, as he grabbed her by the hair, spanked that ass and stuffed his big, fat black cock into her stretched asshole. Sean's cock became hard as a rock and he went crazy with lust. Yet Sean suddenly felt something he had never felt before, he felt guilty. Angie didn't deserve it. She was a good woman, a good mother, and a good wife. She sure didn't deserve it, to be slut fucked. It was dumb bitches, like the blond masseuse, Bri, that deserved it. His face twisted into a sneer as he remembered her, acting weird and unfriendly just because he was black, and then suddenly drooling all over him when she found out that he was rich ex sports star with millions of bucks and a jet air plane. As he thought of Bri, a nasty smile crossed his face. He decided the tall, slim masseuse was gonna get it. He would fuck and debase her, and if she was good, he might even take her along to New York, to massage, suck and fuck him whenever he needed to relax. Instantly, he picked up his phone. She sounded so excited when he called her. He told her he was getting a massage table delivered to his room. She said it was expensive and he chuckled, then she said, "silly me," and chuckled too. He said he needed a massage pronto. However, she wavered for a second. She said she had discussed it with her fiancée and he said he did not want her to do it. "Tell him you're visiting a girlfriend." "Can he come along too?" "No. Listen Bri, I don't have time to waste. You come around in half an hour to my room, you earn 200. You don't, or your bring Rick along, you get nothing." "I will be there. I mean, I just wont tell him anything. See you soon. And thanks Mr Smith." "Sean. Please. And I want you in that sweet uniform, alright?" "O k. Bye-e-e-e Sean!" Within 3 quarters of an hour, Bri had set up a massage in Sean's bedroom. He got her to have a couple of scotches and share a blunt with him, as she asked him excitedly about the life in New York and all the places he had been. "You should come visit me up in New York. I'll send you a ticket and I'll show you around." "What! You would!" she nearly squealed with excitement. Then she sobered up. "I couldn't! I mean, Rick would go nuts." "Its your life. Just because you're marrying the dude doesn't mean you cant make decisions for yourself. I mean, a beautiful, young woman like you with your talent would make ten times as much in New York. If you are serious about it, you can come up, I'll help you find a nice job, I got contacts. And you can have a place to stay. Hell, I could even help you set up your own place." "Oh really! I don't believe this!" she gasped. "Believe you me Bri, with my kind of money, I can make it happen. If I want to. And I want to!" "Oh thank you so much Sean. Gosh! I don't know what to say!" she looked like she wanted to fall down on her knees and kiss his feet. "This is all happening so fast. I need some time to think about it." "Take your time." Bri was slightly tipsy and stoned now. Sean stood up and stretched himself languidly. "I think I am ready for your magical hands now." "Just lay on the table like the last time, while I change. I mean, I couldn't wear the uniform outside, coz I am off duty today." she said. "You are gonna love my massage today, Sean. I will blow you away!" she said, feeling so excited. Sean lay back as an excited, enthusiastic Bri gave him a wonderful massage. Bri was feeling very excited as she did his back, arms and legs. The sight of her pale hands on the dark, oiled skin of the black rich man who wanted to take her to New York was exciting her so much. She had never thought about going there. All her future plans had been about marrying Rick and starting a family, in their little hick town. But now, she suddenly had new perspectives, just because she had gotten to know this rich, wealthy, attractive black man. She was sure Rick would never agree to that. But then, maybe Sean was right, she thought. Why should he have to decide for her. After all, he had referred to Sean as a nigger and said many nasty things. He was just jealous and a racist, Sean was actually really such a nice guy, she thought as she worked on Sean's exciting, dark, muscular legs. Bri was feeling so aroused and excited as she worked her way up his big, muscular thighs, digging her pale fingers into his muscles, wringing and working them, turning them to jelly. She then slid her dainty hands in under his towel and massaged his ass, careful to keep the towel low this time. "Mmm. That's good. My butt needs that, from sitting in a chair all day" Sean said, his voice several notches deeper. "I am glad you like," Bri rasped again, blushing, as she kneaded his ass, enjoying stroking the soft yet firm flesh. "Why don't I remove the towel so you see what you are doing." "No!" Bridget gasped. But Sean pulled the towel off and tossed it on a chair. "You are very naughty." "Come on, we are both grown folks. And I am sure I have nothing you haven't seen before. Unless you and your boyfriend are virgin country folks," he chuckled dirtily."Is it true you are all virgins here before you marry?" "No!" she gasped with a laugh. "Who told you that?" "I heard it through the grapevine. Now, come on, stroke my sores away..." He shook his ass a couple of times. Bri laid a hand on each of his ass cheeks. Suddenly, she thought of Rick for a second and froze. He would freak out if he saw this. But he couldn't And what he didn't know wouldn't hurt. She couldn't believe her hands were on a black man's naked ass. It was so dark and firm. And it felt good in her hands. And her hands looked so sexy on it. As she started kneading it with her slippery, oily fingers, her eyes strayed between his legs. She saw a pair of big, fat, hairy black balls, and a long, thick black cock. He had to be hard, she told herself. He was bigger and thicker than Rick. He couldn't be soft. Bri felt excited, dizzy and lightheaded. She ripped her eyes off Sean's dark genitals and forced them to look at his harmless back as she worked both his cheeks, hearing him rasp and sigh with pleasure. But her eyes kept straying to his black cock and her sexual arousal kept increasing. "Thank you. That was wonderful. Lemme turn around now. My chest is tense from my workout," Sean said and rolled onto his back. Bri's heart quickened as she gazed at his dark, defined belly and his muscular chest. He was simply awesome. Bri gasped and blushed. "You alright," Sean asked, smiling. "You are a very good looking man," Bri rasped. "Thanks. Lemme close my eyes and enjoy this." She was glad he closed his eyes and his chest rose and feel evenly. Her hands trembled with excitement as she oiled his belly and chest. She felt so excited as she felt the ridges of his belly muscles under her fingers. She fought a strong desire to trace and caress them as she massaged in circles around his navel. She finished his belly and sides and slid up to his powerful, deep chest. She loved taking his muscles in her hands and squeezing them. She worked around nipples and then stroked over them. She stole a look at his face. His eyes were closed he looked completely relaxed, as if he was sleeping. Bri gave in to a compelling urge and looked between his thighs. From the front, his cock looked even larger and longer. It simply fit to his awesome body. "Oh my gosh!" Bri gasped. Back in her high school, there was a girl in her class who had preferred dating black guys. Everybody had called her a nigger whore. Bri had never thought she would want to fuck a nigger. But with Sean, she felt different. He wasn't a nigger. He wasn't black. He was rich. And so attractive and sexy. She felt woozy and her hands itched as she looked at his big, black cock. Rick had downloaded the instructions on dick massages from the Internet, and Bri thoroughly enjoyed practicing them on her fiancée. She loved holding his dick in her hands, stroking it, making it grow hard like a rock and finally explode. She felt faint as she imagined stroking Sean's big, black cock. She couldn't stop looking at it. "See something you like Bri!" Sean said and startled her so much she gasped and jumped. "What! EH. Sorry sir. I think I should get the towel." "No. Take it in your hand. You know you want to Bri." "No! I cant. My boyfriend..." "Will never know. I'll give you another hundred if you massage it." "No!" she shook her head vehemently, blushing profusely. "Here," Sean took some bills from his bag. "Two hundred. Plus the other two we agreed on." "I am not a whore!" she rasped, looking at the crisp notes eagerly. Bri was agitated. She couldn't touch his cock. That would be like cheating on Rick. And with a nigger at that. She couldn't She shouldn't. That was so low. "Rick and I are getting married," she wailed desperately. "I cant do that!" "He wont know. Now, do it Bri." he waved the money in her face. Her eyes followed it. They darted to his cock and back to the money, again and again. Then she looked into his smiling face. She sighed. "Alright. I will do it. But you don't touch me. Alright." Sean nodded and his smile deepened. "Of course not." Bri went to a dresser and got a box of Kleenex tissues. She pulled out several. "Grab the chair," Sean said, sitting upright, swinging his legs off the table. Moving his ass to the edge, he planted his feet on the floor. "Sit here," he pointed between his legs. His long, dark cock and big balls were lying on the white sheet, right before Bri as she took the position. She oiled her hands thickly, looking very agitated. She shook them and took several sharp, short puffs of breath as if she was warming up. "Here goes!" she rasped, her face blushing deeply. "Please close your eyes and don't look." "You must be joking!" "gosh!" she pouted. "This is so embarrassing. I cant believe I am doing this." Bri's shaking hands reached to scoop up Sean's cock. She stared at it as if it was something dangerous, like a venomous snake. "It doesn't bite Bri. Stroke it baby." Bri tried to calm down and remember the massage techniques she had practiced on her boyfriend and soon to be husband. She held Sean's cock gingerly and started milking it, grabbing it at the base, pulling her hand off it and repeating with the other in fast, alternating strokes. "Slow it down Bri and grab that cock for real. I ain't even feeling anything," Sean said, in a husky, dark voice. "I gotta oil it first. Be patient," she snapped in a rasp, seeing his cock turn all slick and slippery and develop a dark gleam that excited her. "I am just excited," Sean laughed. Bri managed a grin but her blush was deepening. She took his cock in a strong, firm grip, sinking her fingers into the soft flesh. It felt so hot and spongy. As she started stroking it in slow, deliberate, smooth strokes. She intensified the pressure, forcing the dark, oiled organ to shoot out of her hands as she pulled them off. She saw and felt it harden and swell rapidly, and begin to throb. Soon, it grew so fat she could hardly that her hands around it. It looked beautiful in her pale hands, a dark, thick, veined, velvet shaft, gleaming from the oil. "Fuck! That's damn good! Keep it up baby" Sean groaned deep in his chest. Bri beamed with pride and joy. She had thought she would fuck it up, because she was so nervous. Now, she began to feel confident. She was suddenly sure she would manage, and do such a good job that Sean would probably throw his whole bag of money at her. "Shit! Bri, you're good with a cock. Stroke that black cock white girl!" Sean gasped. She gave his face a quick glance and it was a mask of arousal. His eyes were narrowed down to glowing slits. Bri felt powerful as she peeled the foreskin back and gazed at the thick, plum sized head. It was velvety, dark and shiny, and split by a big pee slit. As the musky smell of his cock wafted into her nose, she felt faint headed and her mouth started to drool. She grabbed the base of his cock firmly with one hand whilst the other clamped around the thick, round tip. She started wringing her hands in opposing directions, twisting his dick in her slippery palms as she moved them slowly towards each other until they met in the middle of his long, hard shaft. Then she pumped the lower hand down to the base and the upper up to the tip and pumped them back together again, repeatedly, draining and milking his cock from both the ends to the middle and back out. The blood rushed into Sean's dick and and it kicked in her hands. "Oh my goodness! Motherfucker!" Sean exclaimed. Bri placed her palms on other side of his thick shaft near the head and pressed them together. She rolled his cock like a primitive man making fire, only slower. "You like!" Bri rasped, looking up into his eyes. Her eyes were glowing like coals and her face had a wild, wanton look to it. She was enjoying her power over him. "Damn right I like." "How about I flick the head like this?" she teased in a husky, thick, excited voice as she stroked and flicked the sensitive spot on the underside, where the head joined the shaft his excited dick, alternating with one slick thumb and then the other. Sean gasped and his hips twitched. "Or should I roll it like a door knob?" Bri teased, sliding her palm over the big, round head and rolling it round and round over his sensitized head. "Oh fuck! Don't stop...." She kept it for a while, as her other hand pumped up and down his shaft, squeezing more and more blood to his head in milking motions. "Damn! Bri!!!! Shit!!!" "is that all you can say..." Bri teased, really getting into now, feeling all feverish and nasty, dirty. She had never done anything so wanton and freaky, not even with her boyfriend, and she felt so good. She felt like she was high on lust, running out of control but she never wanted to stop. "What will you say when I do this then? Huh?" She wrapped her palm around his cock head and forced it down, making his slick head push through it. As her hand descended to the base of his thick shaft, the other repeated the motion. She made his cock push through one hand after the other, repeatedly, gradually building up the speed till her hands were moving in smooth blur . "Does that feel like you are fucking a never ending pussy?" she teased, remembering something her boyfriend had said as she did it on him. "is that what it feels like huh?" She was breathing heavily and fast now, and so was Sean. "Yesss!!!!" he gasped. "Fuck! This is big fucking cock, you know that! A big fucking black cock!" she sneered in a lust filled voice, gripping it in both hands, sinking her fingers into it like she wanted to make it explode. Her face was twisted in a snarl. "A big fucking cock!" "Shit! Wank that nigger dick, you dirty talking slut!" "Yes!!! I wanna make you cumm. I wanna make this big, black cock cumm!" Hunters and Predators Pt. 03 "Say nigger dick!" Sean said to her. "no!" she rasped, stopping in mid movement, her skin going pale "I cant say that." "Yes you can. And you will love it, you dirty talking slut. Say you gonna make my nigger dick explode... Do it, white bitch!" "Who you calling a..." she sneered, her eyes blazing with temper. Then she gave a dirty chuckle and a nasty smile. "Alright then. Lemme wank this bigger nigger dick!" she chuckled. "I cant believe I said that!" "You just did white bitch! Now, get into to it. Wank that Nigga cock, you nasty white ho! You like that huh!" Bri started double fisting him again, with a vengeance. "Yes!!!!" Bri rasped through her teeth. "I like wanking this black nigger dick! Stroking it... Making it grow so hard! I wanna make this big nigger dick cum. Make it shoot for me. Please. Make it cum!" she rasped, begging ad sneering nastily at the same time, with a wild, feverish look in her eyes. She could not believe such vile words were coming out of her mouth as she did such vile things. But she felt so excited. She felt prickly showers all over her body. She was so wet she knew her panties would be soaked. "I have never felt so fucking horny. This nigger dick is driving me wild," she sneered at Sean as she grabbed it at the base and wagged it around like a club. "Stick your tongue out and slap it. Then suck that fucking nigger dick!" "No!" Bri exclaimed, reeling back. "I don't do such vile things!" She thought she should have seen it coming. Rick always tried to get her to suck his dick. But she had never and would never do it. She would give Sean a hand job, but nothing more. She raised her finger and told him firm and clear; "Ah ah! I wont take it in my mouth. Just forget it. But I will make you cum with my hand, and you will enjoy it, I swear. Now shoot that nigger cock..." she grabbed the bunch of tissues and raised them as she wrapped the other hand around his engorged dick head and started wanking him hard and faster, beating his dick like she was shaking a saltshaker. "Shoot it now!" she sneered. "Hell no!" Sean slid his feet to the floor and sat on the edge of the table, towering over the slim blond. His hand shot out and grabbed her hair and he yanked her to his crotch. She stifled a sharp yelp. "You are hurting me Sean. And scaring me. Please stop it. Lemme go... I should be going. This was a mistake..." She tried to get up but he grabbed her by the throat and shook her like little leaf. He glared down at her and his voice was thick with lust and menace. "Stick your fucking tongue out. DO it, you fucking nasty, dirty slut!" He yanked on her hair again. She gave one heavy sob and her eyes became glassy. "Don't fuck with me Bridget. I'm not saying it again." Bridget was paralyzed with fear. She could have screamed or tried to run. But she didn't She shook and trembled, her brain not even working. It was like her mind didn't want, but the rest of her wanted to obey Sean. She whimpered and stuck her tongue out. Sean grabbed his cock like a baton stick and slapped her tongue loudly, "Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!" it went, sending thick gobs of saliva flying. Sean rubbed the thick, hot, spongy head of his cock all over her face and neck, pressing it in. It felt so hot and it was throbbing with virility. Bri gasped and trembled and hard gasps escaped her. Then she mewed suddenly. Sean smiled nastily. "You are a natural slut for black cock Bri! Worship this Nigga cock with your mouth!" "I, I, I never sucked dick! I don't know how to do it!" that was all she said. She didn't say no, because her mouth was already drooling so much she had to swallow. Sean was in his element now. It was such a pleasure to be breaking a white ho, once again. He grabbed her jaws and forced them apart. He shoved his dick into her mouth, forcing the thick head past her lips. Then he grabbed her head in both hands and started pumping her up and down, feeding his cock into her mouth. Bri gurgled and sputtered and tried frantically to push him away but he was too powerful. He held her down and kept yanking her onto his cock and banging it into the back of her mouth. Bri couldn't believe a black man was fucking her mouth, raping her mouth, with his big, black nigger dick. As if reading her thoughts, Sean turned her face to the wall mirror and stopped moving, keeping his dick buried in her mouth. "Look at yourself Bri, with a mouthful of black Nigga dick. Isn't that fucking gorgeous? Isn't that what you really want?" "No!" Bridget whimpered around his dick, shaking her head frantically as a tear rolled down each cheek. It was such an ugly, scary, nauseating sight, seeing his large black phallus stretching her mouth hideously, against her will. "Well, that's what the fuck I want. Suck and lick. Chew on that Nigga dick! Do it, white ho!" he smacked the back of her head. As he fucked her mouth, Bri whimpered and started stroking it with her tongue and sucking. "Ah yes!! Roll your lips over your teeth bitch or I will bash you!" he growled. She did so and felt his thick, long, meaty shaft sliding back and forth between her lips. She kept looking in the mirror, seeing the muscular, dark man, standing over her, his powerful arms holding her head to his hips as they pumped his long, black dick in and out of her hideously stretched, gaping mouth, using her for his selfish pleasure. Her ears were filled with the sound of his deep voice grunting and groaning his pleasure. His face was like a man possessed. All he cared about was fucking her mouth. She felt drowsy, dizzy and powerless. Something inside her belly and chest melted. She thought she would get sick. But, as Bri gazed at his dark muscles flexing and rippling, his hips working back and forth smoothly, pumping more and more black dick into her mouth, she felt a tingly warmth, an all encompassing warmth that kept growing and spread all over her body and made her feel radiant. She hated herself as she saw her hand in the mirror, rising, to reach up ad start stroking his gorgeous, defined belly, tracing his ridged muscles like she had itched to do earlier. She squeezed his muscles and a deep moan escaped from her hideously stretched lips. She moaned again, sucking on his cock as hard as she could. "No! That's too hard... Just wrap your mouth tightly around the motherfucker, like a tight, soft pussy, and bob your head..." Sean released her hair. For a second, she thought of shooting to her feet and running. But she didn't Instead she started bobbing her head, worshiping his cock with her mouth, mewing her pleasure, letting him know how much she loved his black nigger dick. Her other hand rose to wrap around his cock and she wanked it slowly, deliberately, wringing it as her wet, drooling pink lips rode up and down his shaft. She pulled her hand up to meet her mouth, pushing more blood to the head. "Ah fuck! That's good Bri. That's fucking wonderful. Roll my balls and wank that nigger dick! Suck it good you fucking white slut!" She couldn't believe he was saying this to her, and that it was her mouth slurping so loudly, and her hands working the black man's genitals so lovingly, feverishly, but she could see it in the mirror. And the sight was driving her ecstatic. Bri shuddered and her wanton arousal intensified. She ripped her eyes from the mirror and looked at his big, black cock, jutting out of her mouth, all slick with her drool. She felt a carnal hunger to have it all in her mouth. She whimpered feverishly and bore down on it, with all her might. The fat head lodged against the entrance to her throat, choking her, but she kept pushing, harder and harder. Her eyes bulged to exploding, her mouth gaped hideously and the tendons of her neck stood out. "That's it white bitch! Choke on that Nigga dick!" Bri gasped and sputtered around his cock, sending drool and mucus flying out of her gaping mouth and flared nostrils. But she didn't care and she didn't stop. She was like a feverish, possessed woman with just one carnal desire, to swallow his cock. She whimpered and groaned, pushing harder, trying to get him in her throat, making his cock bend at an unnatural angle. Finally, she forced the spongy head into her tight throat. She pushed and forced even more in. And more. She nearly had it all in. She felt like celebrating. Then her gagging reflexes hit her. She spat it out and sputtered, her throat screaming with soreness. "Fuck Bri, you are a slut for black meat!" Sean exclaimed and smacked the back of her head. "But don't be greedy." "Sorry!" she gasped. "I don't know what came over me!" She blushed, wiping her nose and wet chin, stroking her sore jaw and throat, but her other hand remained on his cock possessively, stroking it, as her greedy eyes remained locked on it. "Don't worry. You just love black cock. Now drop your hands and just use your mouth. Bob your head up and down, slowly gently, milking that Nigga dick with your mouth!" She clamped her lips around it and started bobbing and sucking. She mewed and cooed deep in her throat as her lips slurped away loudly. She sucked so good he couldn't believe she was a novice. Sean sat back on the table and stroked her hair as Bri gave him a solid, wet, slobbering blow job. He groaned and rolled his hips as she displayed tremendous zeal, steadily managing more and more of his length. Her copious drool dribbled down to his balls and onto the floor, forming a growing puddle. "Slide your finger into my crack and stroke my ass, white whore!" he growled and Bri whimpered and shuddered as she rushed to obey. She couldn't believe his vile demand was making tiny bubbles burst all over her skin. She lathered her fingers from the drool on his balls and slid them into his crack. She stroked it lovingly. Sean groaned, raising a thigh onto the table and pushing his ass out at her. Bri stroked his cleft up and down. She felt him grow even larger in her mouth as she touched his puckered hole and her finger stayed there. She teased his hole and instinctively slid a knuckle inside. Sean loved it. He told her to slid a couple of knuckles in and stroke upwards. She did and his dick hardened as a rock. Bri's other hand returned to his cock and she started wanking it hard and fast as she vacuumed the head with all her might and finger fucked his hole frenziedly. Sean tensed and she heard him give a long, tortuous groan through his clenched teeth. Then he exhaled and his tense body went all soft. Then his dick seemed to just blow up in her mouth. A thick jet of salty, creamy cumm shot into the roof of her mouth and she cried out around him. Then another and another jet followed. She felt like she was drowning. She started sucking and swallowing hard and fast, feeling his cumm flow like hot, thick custard into her belly. Even as his cock finally started softening, she kept sucking and milking him, trying to get every single last drop of his creamy, salty cumm. As he finally slipped out of her mouth, she eased her finger out of his hole carefully. Sean caught her hand and brought it to her mouth. "Lick your finger. Taste your first Nigga ass. Do it!" Bri blushed profusely but she found herself obeying. She licked her smelly finger. It tasted acrid. But she was mewing and licking it greedily and showers were breaking out. "Fuck Bri. You are a natural slut. To think you never did this before!" Sean exclaimed, his face showing his joy. "I didn't wanna do it!" Bri pouted, but a smile turned up the corners of her mouth. She felt so good, like a cat that had just lapped up creamy, tasty milk. Her belly felt full and warm. "We're gonna have fun tonight Bri." "No. My hands are aching and my jaw and my throat are sore! And Rick will get suspicious. Its getting late." she pouted, but her eyes were shining. Sean pulled Bri to stand between his thighs and wrapped his powerful arms around her. He snaked an arm around her neck and pulled her face to his. He kissed her. "No!" She rasped. "No kissing!" She pushed weakly against his chest. His thick lips engulfed her and Bri felt herself let in his arms. His thick tongue invaded her mouth and explored her. Bri felt woozy and she leaned int him, pressing her tits into his chest. She started stroking and fondling his muscles, feeling her pussy drool juices into her thong. There was a large damp spot in her longs, between her legs. Sean reach down and grabbed her ass, to pull her excited cunt against his cock. Bri moaned and ground against him rubbing her excited pussy feverishly against his cock as she devoured his thick lips with greed. They kissed for long, wet ages, then Sean pushed her back into the chair. "Shit, your shirt is damp and oily..." he opened the Chinese collar. She tried to protest and he pinched her arms sharply. She winced and he pulled her shirt off. Bri did not know how to say no to anything he wanted. She loathed herself for it, but she simply felt good obeying him. Sean made her her kneel at his feet as he fed his dick into her mouth. As she sucked and wanked him zealously he fondled her tits, tweaking and pulling on her nipples, causing her body to be hit by sharp spasms. She sucked him even harder, with dedication and devotion and he grew so hard in her mouth he thought his lucky cock would burst. Then he pulled it out of her mouth and told her to suck his balls. Bri went down with a wide open mouth and greedily sucked one in. She stroked and licked it with her tongue. Sean sank back on his elbows relishing the wonderful sensations. He told her to hum and she did it. She started suckling on his balls like a baby on a teat and it was tremendous. She made his balls all wet and left no spot untouched, never forgetting to wank his cock. Sean raised his thighs and parted them wide, leaving her staring at his winking, puckered hole. "Lick my ass Bri. Put that tongue in a black Nigga ass!" "No! Ah ah. That I wont do!" she swore adamantly. "Fuck you, cunt. You loved licking your finger out my ass. Now eat it." Bri felt a perverted excitement gripping hold of her senses at the thought of licking the black man's ass hole. That was so disgusting, so gross, she thought, and her skin was aflame in an instant. But she held back. "Spit in my crack and rub it in, you dirty white whore!" " Bri sneered and spat into his crack. Then she rubbed the saliva in, rimming his asshole. He grabbed her hair and pulled her into his butt cheeks. Bri was licking as soon as she was close enough. Her tongue slithered and slid up and down his dark crack and she was moaning. She knew what drove him crazy, and she wanted to drive him crazy, so she teased his ass hole with her hot, wet little tongue until he was writhing. He told her to put her tongue into his hole and she did it. Soon, she had half her long tongue slithering in and out of his hole, moaning with relish. Sean was so horny that he sprang down from the table, picked her up and dumped her on it in one swift movement. "What are you trying to do now?" Sean didn't reply. He ripped her pants open and ripped them off her legs. "No! Stop! No!" she whispered frantically trying to grab her longs. "Shut the fuck up bitch! Look at your panties, they are wet like you dipped them in water, horny ass bitch!" Bri blushed crimson as she saw that he was right. Then Sean's hand shot between her legs, catching her unexpectedly as it closed over her cunt and squeezed in a vice grip. The touch against her sensitive, puffed up pussy made her leap and jerk. "Shit!" Sean swore and snatched her flimsy white gusset between his powerful fingers. He gave a mighty tug with his powerful arm stretching her thong. "No!" Bri whimpered frantically as the thong stretched and there was a loud sound of cloth ripping. She grabbed his arm in both hands with no effect. He simply tore her thongs from around her hips. She shivered form the cold air that hit her pussy as he discarded the tor garment. Then he vaulted onto the table. It creaked. "Fuck Sean! What are you doing! Are you mad! Stop it." Bri whimpered frantically, her head reeling. She felt dizzy. She sank her fingers into the shit on the table to stop the world from turning. "I wanna go home... I don't believe any of this. This cant be real!" "Believe this Nigga dick bitch!" Sean shoved his powerful torso between her pale thighs, forcing them apart. Even as she tried to push him off, he pressed Bri down and found her dripping, wet hole. He lodged his dick in her opening and hammered it in with all his might. Bri screamed. Her pussy was filled with so much cock she thought it would tear and she would just break in two. "Take it out. Its too big. Its killing me I swear! Please Sean.. I swear." she whimpered frantically. "Alright. Gees. I'm sorry Bri. I don't know what came over me. Lemme take it out," Sean pulled it almost all the way out, then he rammed it in again. And again. Bri cried out sharply at every brutal thrust. The table creaked under them as her pussy was stuffed full of big, black dick. Sean was reaching so deep inside her, like none of the guys she had ever fucked. She whimpered as he powered away in her. "Relax your fucking pussy or it will keep hurting," he said in her ear. "No! Just take it out. Please Sean. Take it out." "Bitch is you crazy! This black Nigga dick is in your pussy to stay ho!" Sean closed his mouth over hers and shoved his hot tongue in. he stopped fucking her, he kept his hot, hard dick lodged deep inside her and kissed her. He made love to her mouth, making it melt around his tongue. Bri felt dizzy. She started suckling on his tongue. Her hips started rolling around his dick. Sean moved it slowly, smoothly, deliberately in and out and it started to feel good. Bri felt her pussy melt around him as the juices flowed into her tunnel in torrents. Her whole body came alive. She felt so alive, so excited and horny, like her whole body was one big, quivering, excited pussy. A wild, wanton lust gripped her and she snarled like a little tiger. "Oh shit! I want you Sean. I want your big nigger dick! Fuck me NIGGER!!!!" She wrapped her arms and legs around Sean, tightly, and started fucking him with urgency. Her hips whipped back and forth, up and down, as she wallowed in pleasure, relishing feeling his hard meat slide in and out between her pussy lips, filling her up wonderfully, plunging to the farthest depths of her vagina. She added a roll to her hips and rubbed her clit on the base of his cock, feeling fireworks pop in her cunt. "Ahhh! Fuck yeah. Give me that nigger cock Sean. I'm gonna fuck the skin off your big nigger dick!" She fucked him furiously, her lusty young hips whipping in blur. She was in such a rage that she didn't even care about the creaking and jarring table under them. All she wanted was big, black cock deep in her. She whimpered and moaned feverishly between her sharp gasps. Sean eased a big hand around her hip and assisted her, grabbing her ass cheeks and yanking her onto his cock. "Take that, white whore! And another one! And another one!" "Oh yes! Fuck me Nigger. Fuck my white pussy. Make me your whore!" she cried out in delirium, trying to knock herself out on his dick. She was soon covered in perspiration, moaning and cursing and sucking on his dark chest muscles like she was starving. Then he felt her pussy clenching and fluttering around his dick as her eyes started to glaze over. That was when he hooked her feet over his shoulder and raised himself up on his powerful arms. He started pummeling her cunt, hammering his cock into her brutally. Her head flopped backwards and her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she gave one long, tortuous moan after another, cumming all over his dick in an endless orgasm. Sean felt her cunt wrap so tightly around his cock that he had to use all his strength to penetrate the young blond. He growled like a wild beast and lunged into her, again and again, knocking the breath out of her. His cock was on fire and her pussy was a furnace. His balls started to boil Hunters and Predators Pt. 03 "Fuck. I'm cumming in you bitch!" "Cumm in me Nigger. Cummmmmmmmm!!!!!" she moaned, and then his balls erupted, ripping to shred from the force of his orgasm. He reared over her like a wild beast as his hard cock expanded in her tight hole and he pumped her full of cumm. Bri wrapped her arms tightly around him and ground her cunt into him as he filled her up. Sean slowly disentangled himself from Bri's sweat covered body and pulled his flaccid cock from her gooey vagina. She stirred awake and gazed at him drowsily as if she didn't know where she was. Then it hit her. "Oh no!" she gasped, blushing beet red. Then she hastily rolled to her feet and staggered around the room, picking up her clothes Thick streams of cumm were running down the insides of her thighs. She grabbed a towel and wiped her thighs and pussy. She quickly slid on her top and longs. She ignored the bills Sean had given her,, that had fallen out other pocket onto the floor. "You came in me! What if I get pregnant?" "If its mine, I'll take care of it and you." "What about Rick. How would I explain it to him?" "Fuck Rick. He don't got shit to say. You hear?" "but I love him..." "Then take him out and buy him a tasty supper," Sean said, and stuffed the money down the insides of the front of her pants, leaving the tops peeking out. He took her cunt in his hand and squeezed. "I don't think I wanna see you again." "Of course you do." She tossed her hair back and snorted. Sean pulled her to his face and kissed her deeply. She melted in his arms and was soon stroking his dark muscles as she gorged herself on his mouth. Soon, Sean had her on her knees and she was sucking his dick back to hardness. He then picked her up and tossed her on the bed. He sprang on top of her, knowing she was spending the night. And he didn't give a fuck about a masseur named Rick. He fucked her again for another hour or so, cumming in her pussy and making her eat his ass. He then called Mandy over to come and check the bitch out. Mandy was all excited. But Bri was shocked when Sean led a naked black woman in, who was stroking her pussy lewdly as she walked to the bed. She tried to cringe back and cover herself, but Mandy grabbed the slim blond by the hair and told her to act her age not her shoe size. When Bridget whimpered, Mandy smacked her across the face. Then she pulled her across her lap and spanked her ass leaving red welts. When she was sobbing like a child, Mandy pulled her onto her lap and comforted her, stroking her tenderly and telling her everything would be alright, if she did as she was told. By her. Sean went and got his video Camera. It never ceased to amaze him what a little devil he had unleashed in Mandy. She had been such a sweet innocent girl, almost a virgin when he met her. Now she loved breaking whores and men alike and she was so good at it too. He set up the camera and filmed her proceed to break another whore. Mandy calmed Bri down with a fat blunt and let the white girl smoke. Then she made her seat astride her lap and pushed her big breasts in her face. "Have you ever licked and sucked on such beautiful, big, black ass tits before, white girl?" "No! I don't do that. Its lesbian. Its wrong!" she whimpered, cringing. "I want you to suck my tits Bri, and then you will eat my black pussy and make me cum! And its an honor for you, alright!" "No! I wont do that!" Bridget squealed in horror! "Are you a racist! Is you a redneck, whore!" Mandy's face turned into a nasty mask and she raised her hand to pimp slap her. Bridget whimpered and cringed. "No, don't hit me again, please. I will do it." Bridget started licking Mandy's tits as she fed them in her mouth. At first she was tentative, but Mandy told her to step up her game and gave her instructions. Soon she was doing such a good job, slurping and smacking away at the creamy orbs and Mandy was moaning. When Mandy reached between Bridget's legs and stroked her sloppy pussy expertly, the blond whimpered with arousal and started eating Mandy's black flesh with carnal lust. Bridget couldn't believe the tingles she felt all over her body. When Sean, who was watching, stroking his cock had seen enough, he walked over and stuck his dick in Mandy's mouth. She held Bridget's face to her tits as she sucked a black dick and frigged a white pussy. She got it all wet and then offered it to Bri who immediately started sucking. The two of them turned Bridget out all night. Mandy held her in her arms and stroked her lovingly as she feasted on her mouth. Bridget couldn't believe she was kissing a girl. But she was black and Bri had realized that night that she loved black. It seemed to be her favorite color, favorite pussy and favorite dick. Mandy laid Bri out on the bed and licked her from her head to her toe. She sucked her pussy and finger fucked her and Bri started speaking Spanish. When Sean stuck his dick in her mouth, she came all over Mandy's mouth speaking gibberish. Mandy then sat on her face and made her lick her pussy. At first, she was hesitant, but once she got started, you couldn't pay her to quit. And as Sean shoved his dick into her sore but excited pussy from behind, she dove into the black pussy and sucked it so good. "Yes! That's it white girl. Suck the piss out of my black pussy!" Mandy moaned, grabbing her by the hair and humping her sweet, sucking, lapping mouth. Bri got fucked, and she was made to suck Sean's dick out of Mandy's pussy and ass and she loved it and couldn't stop cumming. Mandy was so impressed that she decided to keep Bri as her new, favorite little fuck slut. She told her in the morning that she was coming with her to New York. Bri said she wanted to think about it. But Mandy showed her the video of herself in action and said if she tried to be funny, she would spread it all over town. Bri sobbed and said she needed to say good bye to Rick. Mandy went along, and took Chad with her. When Rick was told that Bri was leaving him, he freaked out. He wanted to kick her little blond ass but Chad bashed him up and put him down in his chair softly. He showed him a pistol and told him that if he even started shit, he was gonna get it. Ten to the dome! Rick whimpered and promised to be a good boy. Mandy gave him a check for 10 k to make his pain bearable. He watched Bri pack. She said she was sorry, but one day he would understand. She had found her destiny. Rick could not believe it when he staggered to the window and looked out to see Bri tongue kissing with Mandy, and then climb into an SUV with the black woman's hand in her pants. He felt so pissed. But he did not want to see Chad, ever again, so he decided to chill. He thought of tearing up the check. But he calmed down, went and cashed it, bought a new Stereo and new rims for his car. Bri didn't even know or care. Chapter 4 Angie felt excited as she dropped by to pick up Sean and Mandy. She hadn't seen Sean for two days and she had been missing him. She joined Sean and Mandy for breakfast. Angie was very surprised as Bridget joined them. Angie was familiar with the young blond. She was supposed to marry Rick, her husband's Mark's cousin. Therefore it was a shock for Angie to see the young blond enter looking like a dirty, hot sex fantasy in pink. She wore a knee length, open see through gown, a tiny lace teddy and tiny lace thong. She was looking like a million bucks, her hair, make up and nails looking like they had been done by the best beautician in town, which they had. The young blond thanked Mandy for the clothes and the beauty treatment. Angie's confusion and consternation increased as Mandy pulled the blond girl on her lap and fed her morsels of food. Then the black woman eased her dark hand between the blond's thighs and cupped her pussy, stroking it lovingly, like it was her favorite, little cat, which it was. Bridget blushed for a second, but did not stop her. In fact, she started moaning, throwing her head back and kissing Mandy passionately, as the black woman obviously finger fucked her under the table. Angie felt very disturbed. What was going on was a perversion, and Bridget was such a slut, a whore and a lesbian. She also felt very disappointed in Mandy. But she she couldn't deny that she also felt a perverse excitement. Her nipples were excited and hard and her pussy was itchy. As they were leaving, Bridget pouted and said she would be bored, all alone in the hotel. Mandy smacked her ass and said she had to work. But she promised they would take the jet later on that afternoon and dash off to Dallas for a little shopping. Bridget squealed with joy and tongue kissed Mandy passionately. Mandy smacked her ass again and told her to cool it. She also said Bri should not eat too much, because she would be feeding her a lot of twat and tit, later on. Bri only licked her lips with lust. She then ran to Sean and hugged him and kissed him, thanking him. Angie felt a pang of jealous as Sean smacked the girl's ass. As they drove to Murphy's, Mandy said she was really growing fond of Bridget. She was such a good, sweet little pet. Angie's curiosity got the better of her and she asked what was going on. Sean said Mandy was in love and they laughed, but wouldn't say more. She wondered if she should tell them about Rick, or if she should tell Rick that his fiancee was a lesbian whore for a black woman. Finally, Angie decided to mind her own business. Sean and Mandy were at Murphy's until early afternoon. Angie drove them to their hotel. Bridget threw a tantrum because Mandy had cancelled their shopping trip, saying she had something important to take care of, and she didnt want Bri to disturb. As the blond tried to cause a scene, Mandy threatened to spank her little white ass. Bridget started sobbing pitifully. Sean was amused but Mandy was annoyed and exasperated. She gave her a couple of thousand dollars and told her to pick up a couple of girlfriend's and go shopping at themall, and put it all on her tab. When she also promised to take her shopping in Berlin, Paris and Vienna, even though she didnt know those palces, Bridget was happy like a kid on Christmas Eve. Mandy took her to her suite for a second, to quickly get her black pussy sucked before the blond left. Angie was so embarassed and disgusted, but Sean was amused. He invited her for a drink in his suite and she accepted. Sean felt a shade of guilt as he chatted with Angie. He had agreed to a hunt and she was the prey. Part of him even hoped that he would not succeed with her, but the hunter in him was awakened and eager for the chase. As he gazed at her, he felt like an African hunter of old, sneaking through the jungle, wielding a mighty, sharp spear and about to plunge it into a beautiful buck. He smiled sweetly at her and said, "Hey, they have a wonderful pool here. Lets go for a swim," he said. "I'd appreciate it if you joined us." "No. I, I, I don't have any swim wear with me," Angie said, wanting and yet not wanting, to be seen by him, in a tiny bikini. "Oh, Mandy will take care of that. That's what I have employees for." he ushered her to a couch and called Mandy on his phone. "Listen, Angie is joining us for a swim. Go and pick her something nice downstairs, you know the deal. Put it on my card." He turned to Angie. "Lemme slip into something appropriate." Sean felt almost guilty. Angie did not know it, but she was marked as prey. He would tempt her and dangle cash and dick in her face. It was up to her to say yes or no. But no mercy would be shown. There was nothing fair in sex, war or business. He would give it his best, and it was up to her, to succumb or resist. Sean left the bedroom door a chink open and started undressing, standing where she could see him, with her back to her. For a second, Angie felt nervous and wondered if she should tell him that the door wasn't closed. But she kept mum and sipped on her drink, stealing curious looks at him as he dropped his shirt and slacks, exposing a fine, dark expanse of back, rippling with muscles. He had a fine, firm, dark ass. Angie saw a long, thick, dark tube dangling between his legs. And a pair of thick, dark, round balls. She blushed as she gazed in fascination. She had never seen a naked black man before. There was something raw and perversely attractive about him. Angie's ears and chest grew very hot. She realized she was taking short, narrow breaths. Sean pulled on a pair of tight briefs. Angie felt relieved as his thick, dark cock disappeared. She felt safer. Sean turned to walk to her. Angie's jaw dropped as she gazed at his torso. He looked like a perfect sculptor. The long, dark cock she had spied on secretly was causing a large bulge in his briefs. "Thanks for the compliments your eyes are making me," Sean drawled deeply, smiling. Angie gasped, going beet red and ripped her eyes off him. She hastily gulped her drink. There was a knock on the door and Mandy entered. She was carrying two sets of bikinis, still wrapped up in their packaging. "Damn! You looking good baby!" Mandy chuckled and patted Sean's belly. "Come on hon, lets get dressed," she said to Angie and took her hand, leading her to the bedroom. Mandy immediately began dropping her clothes. Within seconds, the dark woman was in nothing but a cream, lace half cup bra and matching, tiny thongs. She turned her back to Angie and asked her to unclasp her bra. Angie finally dared to look at her openly. The black woman's cocoa brown skin looked silky. The slim blond's eyes were drawn to Mandy's big, round, brown bubble butt, split so sexily by the tiny thong. With her hands shaking for some reason she did not know, Angie unclipped the bra. "Thanks hon," Mandy turned to face her as she slid the bra off. Angie stared at the black woman two thick, full, proud, pendulous breasts that were crowned by two huge, dark nipples and aureole the size of dimes. Her belly was flat, with a soft curve. Mandy hooked her fingers into her thongs and slid them down her hips. Her chocolate brown mons was shaved bare. Her pussy had long, dark lips that were hanging like flaps between her legs like flaps. Angie had never felt attracted to a woman sexually before. But something about Mandy was making her feel hot around the ears. Mandy smiled at Angie. "See something you like white girl?" Mandy teased in a deep, sultry, dark voice. Her eyes were narrowed to dark slits and Angie felt herself drown in them. Angie suddenly felt nervous. Mandy was like a pagan sex goddess. Angie reached for her shirt buttons, her fingers shaking. "Lemme help you with those. Don't be scared, I wont bite you." Angie remained paralyzed as the black woman opened her shirt like it was the most natural thing to do. Then the black woman stood up and unclipped her bra. Angie's big tits spilled free. "Wow! You are hot baby..." She stroked Angie's tits lightly. Angie shivered. "Damn! You look good white girl. What a slim, sexy body..." Mandy slid Angie's skirt down her hips and dropped it to her feet, going down on her haunches. She hooked her fingers into Angie's lace panties and slid them down her legs. "Strawberry blond. Mmmm. That's nice..." Mandy cooed, gazing openly at Angie's pussy. Angie's hips shivered as she felt Mandy's hot breath on her inner thighs. For a second Mandy looked like she was going to dive into her pussy. Angie felt scared, and paralyzed. Visions of Mandy doing lesbian things with Bridget flooded her mind. Even as it excited her, she told herself it was wrong and vile. She got ready to bolt. She would run naked through the corridors, if she had to. But Mandy didnt try to eat her like a lesbian. She stood up and ripped one of the packages open and handed Angie a skimpy, tiny, pink, thong bikini. Angie blushed profusely. She had never put on anything this daring before. Especially not in her town. "I I. That, that is the wrong size. A bit too small, I think..." she stuttered. "No. In New York we say the less the better." Mandy responded. "Get dressed, sexy thing." Mandy slipped into a tiny, cream colored thong bikini that made a sexy contrast to her chocolate skin. The thongs were so tight on the black woman's pussy. They were wedged up her slit. Angie trembled as she got dressed. The bra hardly contained her huge tits. And like Mandy's her thong was wedged up her slit. She was glad she kept her blond bush trimmed, or her pubic hair would have peeked out. The two women put on their shoes and joined Sean. Chad joined them, also in trunks. Like Sean, he had a muscular, well defined body and a sizable bulge in her pants. Angie hastily slid on a hotel robe but her companions went down to the pool in their skimpy swim wear, not giving a damn. A few locals and some hotel staff were at the pool. All eyes turned to the skimpily dressed, sexy visitors, who did not seem to even notice. They ordered cocktails and then Sean picked up Mandy and tossed her into the pool, as she screamed playfully and giggled. "You're next," the black man said, stepping to Angie, with a naughty smile. "No!" Angie gasped, back pedaling. Chad caught her from behind and the two men ripped the robe from her. Sean took her legs and Chad took her arms and they tossed her into the water, laughing. Angie's bikini turned almost completely transparent. She might as well have been naked. She blushed and tried to keep herself hidden in the water. Mandy's bikini also went transparent in the water, letting her dark, shaved mons and big breasts peek out lewdly, but the black beauty did not mind at all. She swam around leisurely, doing a back paddle, letting all eyes leer at her ripe, curvy body. The two men jumped in and joined the ladies. Her three companions had a great time, playing around the water. Angie was self conscious of the locals who were watching and she gave her companions polite smiles while keeping her body hidden under the water. As they settled on adjacent deck chairs, Angie dried herself quickly and wrapped the towel around her hips to hide her pussy and ass. "Come on. Don't be a bore, white girl. You got it, flaunt it," Mandy chuckled dirtily and pulled the towel away. Blushing profusely, Angie slid onto her deckchair, between Sean and Mandy. The wet thong clung to her pussy, showing her strawberry bush and the lips of her womanhood, and her pink nipples were peeking lewdly out of her bra. Angie felt naked, and she blushed profusely as Sean, Chad and Mandy ogled her. "Damn. Mami is hot!" Sean said, smiling at her pussy. Angie tried to press her thighs together, blushing. "Yeah, she is hot," Chad agreed. "Sizzling hot." "Come on guys, have some manners. Just coz Angie is a hot country Mama don't mean you gotta stare at her pussy like two dogs on heat!" Mandy chuckled dirtily. "Damn! Girl you hot!" They drank cocktails and sunned themselves. The three visitors were enjoying themselves. They drank thirstily. Angie was nervous, from lying there with her body exposed. She was also nervous about the locals, who all knew her and loved to gossip. The blond wife gulped her drinks down and soon felt intoxicated. "Listen, Chad and I have something to discuss for a sec," Sean said, winking at Mandy. Sean and Chad left and went to the bar. Mandy was an expert at getting information out of people. Soon she knew all about Angie's life. Angie asked Mandy how Sean had accrued his wealth. She said he was a former professional basketball star who had been forced into early retirement by a plaguing knee injury. He had earned a lot of money in his short career through his salary and endorsements which he then invested in business. He had been very successful and owned a diversified business empire which was active in several different fields on several continents. Hunters and Predators Pt. 03 "He is very wealthy," Mandy said. "You cannot even begin to imagine." "Wow. That is a very impressive story," Angie said and sipped on her Pina Colada, feeling very impressed. "Well, everybody has potential to become anything. Take Chad there for example, he was just a masseur when we met him. But he was cool and Sean took a liking to him. And now he is a jet pilot. And I was just a waitress, eight years ago when I met Sean. He believed in me, and now I have a Masters in Business and am worth a couple of millions," Mandy said. "Sean opened my eyes and opened doors for me into a whole new world. I was lucky." "Wow!" Angie exclaimed, wondering why she had never had such luck in life. "Is he married?" "No. But I think he likes you." "I am a married woman." "So? He can offer you much more than your husband. I mean," she looked pointedly at Angie. "Angie, what do you dream of? What would you really like to be? What was your childhood dream?" Angie smiled dreamily. "I used to dream of being a model. But it is too late now. I am twenty six, and I am married, with two children." "Its never too late. You could do something with your life, instead of being a sec slash hostess slash housewife, living on the bottom line, worried about mortgage payments, property taxes and such shit!" "I am happy with my life," Angie said defensively. "Relax Angie. We can take you out of this meaningless life in this small town and give you a new life style that is fitting with a hot, pretty woman like you. I will be glad to have you join our team. Think about it." Sean and Chad returned and they moved to a table and ordered lunch. They had lunch at the pool and then went upstairs. Something about the way Chad was patting Mandy's swinging, big, round brown ass as they disappeared into her suite made Angie think that some hanky panky was going on. "Are they a couple?" she asked Sean as they entered his suite. "Not in the conventional sense. We are always on the road, and work a lot. So they tend to turn to each other sometimes. But they aren't dating. They both like playing around. Mandy likes girls too, you see, and Chad likes men." "Is he gay!" she gasped, shocked. "Not like 100%" Sean laughed. "But he likes his fair share of dick," Sean chuckled as Angie gasped again, wondering what kind of perverted world these people lived in. It shocked her and excited her.. Casually, Sean dropped his trunks. Angie's intoxicated eyes immediately zoomed in on his cock. It was dangling between his legs like a black club. It seemed to have grown bigger and longer. "Shit, look at the agitation you are putting my black cock through, you hot white woman," he chuckled, picking up his long dick and stroking it casually. Angie flushed, looking at the long, black snake, feeling fear and fascination. It took her some effort, then she averted her eyes hastily, blushing. "Pour us some drinks, will you." He turned and walked into the bathroom. He had noticed her eying his cock. The Hunt was progressing well. Angie's eyes were glued to his retreating back, as the naked black man's lewd words shocked her. When she had first seen him, he had been just some black man she wasn't even interested in. Now he was an attractive millionaire, who oozed raw, animal sexual appeal. Angie did not need to touch herself between her legs to know that she was wet. Chapter 5: When Sean finished showering, Angie went in and did the same. She slid back into her shirt and suit and returned to the living room. She stopped dead in her tracks and her jaw dropped. Sean sitting at his computer, in a pair of shorts and a wife beater. Mandy was perched on his desk , and she was smoking a fat joint, exhaling thick, pungent clouds through her nose. The black woman was in a bathrobe, which was open, and she was naked underneath. Her legs were parted, exposing her dark, silky, shaved pussy. Her dark lips were puffed and gaping lewdly, exposing the pink, reddish insides of her pussy. Sean's finger was sliding slowly in and out of Mandy's pussy, stroking her in a way she must have loved, for the black woman was moaning, as they both looked at something on Sean's computer screen. Angie remained frozen, not knowing what to do. She felt a weird, exciting fascination, from the whole thing. These guys were such naughty, dirty perverts. They did as they pleased. "Hi there darling," Mandy cooed, making no effort to hide her well fucked pussy from view. Angie blushed profusely. "I should be getting going," Angie said through a parched throat. "No. Stay and talk to Sean. My sweet lil baby just got back home, and she wants to show me some hot, sweet little new outfits," Mandy chuckled dirtily. Sean slowly withdrew his middle finger and held it up to Mandy who licked it clean. She handed Sean the fat joint. Sean handed the black woman a CD that he took from his lap top. "Go through the figures baby girl and tell me what you think." "Yeah. Bye guys." Angie closed the door. Sean waved Angie over and patted his desk, right where Mandy had been sitting. Angie felt stiff with nervousness as she went and took the place. She could not get the picture of Sean fingering Mandy out of her mind. She wondered what type of perverts these people were. "Angie, I wanna talk business," his voice all business like and he looked at her with serious eyes. She nodded. "Do you have a College Degree?" "No. I did an apprenticeship. Learning by doing." "Well, its irrelevant. I am definitely going to be doing business around here. I will need to have someone looking after my interests, someone who knows the town and the region. I will pay you four times whatever you are making at Murphy's" "What?" Angie gasped. "You will have four fully paid vacations for you and your family, anywhere in the world, annually. Any mortgages or debts you have at the time of joining us will be paid for. What do you say?" "I, I don't know. I mean... I don't know if I can do the job..." "You will just be running a medium sized office. And I will put a team of qualified people at your side." "Excuse me, but... I mean, I feel a bit run over." "I am giving you a wonderful opportunity Angie. You don't want it, I will look for someone else." "No! I mean! I want it!" Angie said hastily. "But, I mean, you hardly know me..." "I go by instinct, Angie. And I think you could be right for this. I look after my employees very well. As you can tell, Chad and Mandy are very happy with me. But I expect 100% loyalty from you. Are you a loyal type of person?" "Yes sir. I am. You can trust me. But I need to discuss this with my husband." "No. I want someone who can make their own independent decisions. You work for me, your loyalty is to me. Is that clear? Can you assure me of that, because I will be trusting you with business worth millions?" Angie hesitated, then she nodded. Sean handed her a file. "Here is a draft contract. Take it home, read it, take it to your lawyer if you want." "Gosh! You are really serious." "Of course. I don't waste my time. Now, one more thing, if you are coming to work for me, we have to talk about your dress code. Appearances are everything, as you know." "Don't you like my suit?" Angie asked, feeling hurt, as the heat rose around her ears. "You look great. But if you work for me, at least when I am around, you wear transparent shirts, with deep fronts, and your skirts may not go lower than mid thigh. You will wear stockings and high heels. As for your underwear, I want you in tiny thongs or crotchless panties, and half or quarter cup bras, all lace and silk. And, you will need to shave your pussy too. I like my girls shaved clean." Angie gasped and flushed. Her eyes blazed. "What! Are you out of your mind! Are you mad!" "Calm down Angie. If you come to work for me, I will expect to have full access to your body, whenever and however I please. But if your work is unsatisfactory, I wont even hesitate to fire you." Angie anger exploded. "Just who the hell do you think you are! I am not a whore!" "Relax Angie. Here is..." Sean gave her some bills. "Five thousand bucks. This is a down payment. If you decide against working for me, you can keep it. If you come to work for me, you will have 150k annually, besides all the benefits. See you tomorrow at 10." Angie looked at the money in her hand and then at Sean's dark face. She felt searing anger, but her fingers tightened around the cash. Sean stood up, put the file in her hand and escorted her to the door, his hand on the small of her back. Chapter 6 As Angie drove home, she felt searing anger. She could not believe that the black man thought he could just make her his whore. The black bastard even thought she would give him access to her body and let him make her, a married woman, his nigger whore. Angie felt like going back to his suite to slap his face and gouge his eyes out. She considered suing him and getting him arrested for sexual harassment. Or telling Mark so he could go and kick his black ass. Angie got home and dismissed the baby sitter and made supper for her family. Mark arrived from work and they all shared supper. Mark watched a ball game on TV as she brought her kids to bed. Angie did not care much for sports. She retired to the bedroom and quietly took out the money that Sean had given her and laid it on her lap. She counted the bills several times and gazed intently at them for ages. As she heard her husband coming, she hastily stuffed the bills under her lingerie. Mark was surprised as his wife literary fell over him and dragged him into bed. She was as aggressive as he had never experienced her before. She ripped both their clothes off and pushed him onto his back. His cock was lolling, but Angie grabbed it and cranked his shaft till it was hard as a rock. Then she pulled him to her pussy and it was dripping wet. Angie slid him into her pussy and rode the skin off his cock. She sank her fingers into his chest and pounded his cock with her hips, making animal groans and grunts. Mark could not last long under her fiery assault. As he felt his balls about to explode, he grabbed her hips and yanked her off his cock. "What's the matter?" she gasped, her nostrils flaring, her eyes blazing with lust. "We cant afford another kid. Are you crazy?" "Put on a condom," she grunted and grabbed one from the bedside table. >She ripped the package open and hastily slid a rubber over him. Then she pulled him on top of her and put him into her pussy. Mark rode her hard and fast. Angie sank her fingers into his ass and yanked him into her cunt until he exploded. She ground against his cock furiously, desperately, as he ejaculated. Finally, as they lay side by side, sweating and gasping, Mark looked at his wife curiously. "What's the matter? Did anything happen today, with those blacks?" "No! Of course not?" she responded hastily. "You are acting strange." "Just because I wanna have sex with my husband? Isn't it my right?" "You are acting strange. Is there anything you want to talk about?" "How much will you earn, if you get the promotion." "Oh that? Well, about 100 k, including benefits. That would be so cool." "What if they pass you over again, like they did last year." "Amos personally told me it was a sure thing this time. Don't you worry. If they pass me over, I will pack and go." "And do what? You know you cant afford to quit!" "Are you trying to chump me now or what? Just because you spent the day with some nigger millionaire." "Oh, there is no point in trying to talk to you!" Angie rolled off the bed and slid on her discarded night dress. "Where you going, damn it?" "I am going to watch TV. If you allow me..." Angie stormed to the living room. She poured herself a double scotch and watched some Sitcom. But she was not paying attention. The only thing on her mind was that even with the promotion, Mark would earn only two thirds of what Sean would pay her. And that was excluding the benefits. However, what would she do about Mark. Did Sean expect her to dump him and turn her back on her family? Hunters and Predators Pt. 04 Chapter 1 Angie was all jittery and nervous the next morning. After Mark drove off with the kids, she thought about her predicament. She felt greatly disappointment with Sean. She really liked him and had never thought he would do something like that to her. She considered discussing her problem with Mark, but she dismissed the idea. He would do something emotional and stupid, like picking a fight with Sean, and would lose his job. His boss, Amos would rather fire Mark than have the lucrative negotiations with Sean messed up. Angie went through the contract. It included all the benefits that Sean had promised her. It was a dream job. One did not get offered such a wonderful contract. There was nothing in it about her dressing up or being Sean's whore. She considered simply telling Sean that she wasn't interested in working for him. She was not obliged to take the job or ever see him again. But Angie dismissed the idea. She would be the biggest fool in history, to turn down such a job. She decided that she would take it, but would have to find a way not have sex with him. Sean could have any woman he wanted, he didn't need her. She had a dim hope that the things not included in the contract were just part of his wacky humor, that he did not mean them seriously. But she doubted that. She knew that Sean wanted her. She found him attractive too, but he would just have to respect the fact that she was married and would not cheat on her husband. Period. Angie showered and dressed. She tried not to look sexy. She put on her plainest, biggest panties. She slipped into a plain white, long sleeve shirt and a modest, navy blue skirt that went below her knees. She slid on mid thigh stockings and high heels. She tied her hair in a pony and only put light, pink lipstick. Sean and Mandy were waiting for her at the reception, ready to go. "Can we talk about your proposal from last night?" she asked Sean as Mandy talked on her cell phone. "We will have to do that later. Lets go. Come on Mandy!" Sean said to the black woman, without giving Angie more than a glance. Mandy briefly put her call on hold till they were in Angie's car, then she continued. Sean sat besides Angie as she drove off. "Listen. I am going to set up my own distribution network in this region. You will have to do some head hunting for me, people with experience in the logistic business in this state. As well as marketing people with contacts. I will pay you a premium on anybody you can woo from other companies. 20K per head. Of course, if they fuck up, I will hold you accountable, so you better find good people. Can you manage that?" "Look, I haven't agreed to work for you." "You would be a fool not to," Mandy quipped in from the back. "by the way, you are looking gorgeous, hon." "Can you find those people?" Sean asked. Angie thought about it. 20 grand per head? She knew everybody in logistics. 20 k. "Of course. I will get the best heads, if you are prepared to pay them more. But Amos will be pissed at me. And my husband works for him." "You work for me, remember?" he smiled at her suddenly, his face becoming all nice and friendly. "By the way, Mandy is right. You look gorgeous today. You are a natural beauty. Now, park the car a second. We want to discuss Amos' offer with you." "I shouldn't I mean, I work for him..." Angie protested but she pulled over. Angie felt a bit guilty as she pointed out that Amos was overcharging Sean on several things. But she decided that Sean's offer of 150k p a was much more attractive than the 60k that Amos paid her, including her bonuses. Sean decided to stall and learn more about what Amos could do for him, before he would do it alone, or with someone else. Mandy and Sean stayed at Murphy's until early evening. Angie then drove them to the Hotel. Mandy said she was going out about town with Chad. Sean asked Angie to join him for supper, then they could discuss his job offer. The coast was clear as her husband, Mark, was putting in overtime. A babysitter was taking care of her children and she called to say she would be back later. Angie wanted to start talking, but Sean said he never talk business on an empty stomach. Angie did not want to eat in the hotel restaurant alone with Sean. She would feel conspicuous, as all the stuff knew her and they would gossip. Sean ordered over room service and Angie remained out of sight as the food was delivered. They had a tasty supper and a bottle of fine wine. They then retired to the living room and Angie perched nervously on the edge of a couch. Sean sat besides her casually and fired up a fat joint. He took three deep tokes and exhaled thick, pungent clouds. Then he passed it to Angie. "I don't smoke." "Do it. Its weak." He told her and it sounded like an order. Angie had only smoked a couple of times before and she was soon feeling buzzed. Some of the tension went out of her. "So, Angie, have you made up your mind?" he asked casually, sinking back into the couch besides her, "I would like to come and work for you. But I don't want to become your whore!" "You don't wanna become a nigger whore! Is that it?" "I am a married woman! I have a husband and kids! Look Sean, you can get any woman you want, young, pretty, black, white, anything. Just leave me alone. You cant have me." "Its not like we will be fucking all the time. Its just that when I am in town, or when you come up to NY to give me reports, I will expect access to you." "Sean, why are you doing this to me. I like you and I respect you. How can you?" "I wanna fuck you!" "No! You are being an asshole. I love my husband and I will not cheat on him!" "What he don't know wont hurt!" "I will know. And you will know. What will you think of me?" "I will make you a deal Angie. We will fuck for," he glanced at his platinum Rolex for a second. "Lets say for the next hour. If you don't enjoy it, we will never have to do it again. And you can still have the job." "No! I just want to work for you and that's all." "That is non negotiable. I am giving you the chance of a life time. One hour. If you really love your husband and are so put off by the idea of cheating on him, then it will be easy for you to say you don't want my black dick in your white pussy or mouth, ever again. Think about it whilst we smoke another blunt." Angie fidgeted in her seat as they finished the blunt. Sean lit one for her and another for himself. He put on some Al Green music and excused himself as he made a couple of phone calls. Angie blotted him out and focused on her dilemma as she puffed on the joint. The idea of cheating on her husband with the black man made her balk. Cheating on her husband was something she had never thought she would do. But Angie felt that she just could not let the great offer he was making her pass through her lap. The bonus for finding the people alone would bring her 200k. She could pay off all their entire mortgages. And the fringe benefits she would have from the job would allow her to give her children a much better life. As her joint roached she stubbed it out and knocked down her glass. She decided that she would make a sacrifice and let the black man have her once. But she would just switch her mind off and let him get it over and done with. After all, going by Mark, it would last just a few minutes, and she definitely wouldn't enjoy it. She wash herself clean, and start a brand new, affluent lifestyle. Sean returned to the couch and sat down next to her. "Have you made up your mind?" Angie nodded and cleared her parched throat. "Alright. I will do it. But you are just wasting your time, because I wont enjoy it." "We will see," he said with a confidence that scared Angie. "Now, lets seal our sweet little arrangement with a kiss..." "Sign the contract first," Angie said, pushing it between them. "Later." "How do I know I can trust you?" "Angie, I call the shots here. Come here." Angie rasped as his dark eyes bore down into hers. She blushed redly. "Oh my goodness..." she whispered, looking at his thick, dark lips, She was going to cheat on her husband and have sex with a black man. Her eyes opened wide like a trapped animal and her lips quivered with fear. "Come on girl. I ain't gonna kill you," Sean chuckled. Gently, his arm slid around her body. He pulled her into his warm body and squeezed her hip as he nuzzled her face. She tried to avert her mouth. His lips kissed her cheek. Then his hot, thick tongue licked her face. She gasped sharply, feeling a strong impulse to run. But he held her firmly in place. His other hand cupped the back of her head, grabbing her hair tightly, holding her still. She looked at him with wide, rabbit eyes as his mouth descended on hers. His thick lips engulfed hers. He lapped her wetly. She jammed her lips shut. "Open your mouth. Don't play with me!" He pulled on her hair and she winced and gasped. Then he shoved his thick tongue into her mouth. His hand descended to her jaw to force her mouth open as he explored her with his thick tongue. He took his time, and licked the insides of her lips, her gums and tongue. Angie remained frozen stiff till he finally pulled back. She could not resist a strong impulse to wipe her lips after the black man had just kissed them. "Oh, so you reckon I am a dirty Nigga huh?" His dark eyes bore down on her. "No! Its not that! You are a very attractive man Sean, but I don't wanna do this. I cant.." she whimpered. "Look, you belong to me for the next hour. Do a good job and we can enter our new, bright future together. Unless you want us to call it all off right now." There was an open threat in his words. Angie sighed, realizing he was forcing her hand. She could either fuck him, or let everything slip through her fingers. "O k. Take me, do what you want and get it over and done with..." she rasped, blushing. "But no kissing!" "Ah ah. You are going to kiss me, Mami! A nice, deep, wet kiss. Impress me, alright?" Angie inhaled deeply. Then he pulled her onto his lap, forcing her skirt to rise high around her hips. He grabbed her hips, squeezing hard, so that it was almost painful, and pulled her cunt down onto his cock. She felt a large, hard fleshy bulge under his longs, pressing into her womanhood. She fought down her fear and revulsion. "Now, come kiss me honey..." he said in his deep, dark voice that caused showers all over her skin. She knew she had to give him a little something. She was determined to delay fucking him. In fact, she wasn't even sure she could go through with it. She decided to give him a short, wet kiss, to stall a little. Angie exhaled. She licked her quivering, pink lips making them wet. His dark face filled her vision as her face descended to his. She closed her eyes . She had always been told she was a great kisser. Mark always said it. She felt a sharp pang as she thought of her husband. Then she blotted out any thoughts of Mark and opened her mouth licked his lower lip. It felt like a thick, soft cushion. She sucked on it and nibbled on it. Sean opened his mouth and sucked on her lips. His lips felt so full and so thick and she had to admit they were great to kiss. She dribbled her saliva on them, then she sucked and nibbled on them. She was aware of his fingers sinking even deeper into her hips, pulling her against his cock as he ground it into her. It seemed to have grown incredibly large. She felt a sizzling tickle in her cunt. She suddenly felt was woozy. She pulled back and gasped. "Did you like that?" "You can do better. We ain't teen age virgins..." So saying, Sean rolled her on her back on the couch and slid on top of her, pushing her legs up and squeezing his body between them. Angie felt scared and trapped suddenly. She whimpered and tried to push him off, but he was too strong and determined. His face had an animal shine as it descended down on hers. He squashed her mouth with his and sucked her tongue into his mouth. He teased it, sucking on it, nibbling it. Then he forced it to a long, slippery dance with his. Angie felt her body melt like butter. She got scared and yanked her tongue back into the safety of her mouth. But his lips remained latched to hers. Now he shoved his tongue into her mouth. It was so big and thick. He took possession of her mouth and explored it like he owned it. She felt his hands slide in under her skirt. She felt his hands slide around his hips, palming her ass cheeks. He kneaded her ass globes like dough, squeezing her cheeks together and pulling them apart, again and again, causing her panties to rub again her clit. Angie couldn't believe there was a hot, excited tingle in her pussy. She could feel the juices flowing into her cunt, in an ever growing tickle. "I don't wanna do this! No!" she whimpered into his lips. He pulled her ass onto his cock, grinding it into her cunt. The large, hot bulge between his pants throbbed against her cunt, scaring her, yet pulling her cunt like a magnet. Sean dry humped her, rubbing his cock into her pussy slit as he ravished her lips for ages. Then she felt him shove his hand between their bodies. She tried to pull back frantically, but his hand grabbed her cunt and squeezed it hard. "No!" Angie wailed, blushing beet red and feeling desperate fear and anger. "Stop that at once Sean! Stop it!" She used her sharp, commanding voice that would have had her husband backing off fast, as she grabbed his hand and tried to pull him away. But he was too strong and he simply ignored her. "Yes Angie!" His voice was so thick with lust. "I can't do this Sean. I am sorry. But I feel like a whore!" "Then be a good whore for the next hour." His face was like a dark, hard mask. Angie felt like a whore as she exhaled and released his hand and let him have his way. Shame washed over her as he casually squeezed her cunt through her panties. His other hand bunched and pushed her panties into her ass crack making them like a thong. His big middle finger slid into her crack and stroked her where no other man had ever touched her. Angie felt a sharp electric shock as he lightly stroked her asshole. She jerked sharply and squirmed desperately, whimpering. Her horror deepened as he yanked her panties off her cunt and she felt his fingers carousing her bush casually, as if he owned her pussy. Then they were dabbling in her soft, tender slit. "No Sean!" she whispered desperately. "I don't want this. Stop it. Lets just call it off. I wanna go home to my husband and children." "Its too late," Sean grunted, his eyes twinkling, his face breaking into a smile. "You are a whore, Angie. Don't fight it." He shoved a knuckle into her opening. Angie yelped sharply and slapped his face hard. He glared at her with angry eyes that scared her. Then his hand shot out and grabbed her throat. He sank his fingers in, choking her wind, and pinned her to the couch. "Listen, white bitch!" he growled in a threatening, dark voice. "You have just fucked up big time. If you even act up once more, you are in deep shit. I will gag you and rape your white ass! I mean, your asshole, bitch!" Something about the mean look in his eyes and the nasty, cold edge to his voice scared the shit out of her. Angie whimpered and worked her mouth but no words came out. "I am gonna fuck you, is that clear?" His fingers sank deeper into her soft throat. Angie tried desperately to breathe but she couldn't "I said is that fucking clear?" Angie had thought she could detach herself and get it over and done with. But fucking the black man theoretically had been much easier. Now she realized that she had bitten off more than she could chew. And there was no way out. She whimpered desperately and nodded her head frantically. Then she sank back into the couch like a deflated ball. They both knew she was his to do with as he pleased. He released some of the pressure on her throat and she gulped air desperately. He grabbed her blouse and ripped it wide open, sending her buttons flying in all directions. "Now, lets see them big tits!" He grabbed her bra and tore it apart, where the two cups met, and her big breasts spilled out. Her chest was flushed red and her pink, crinkled nipples were big, stiff, and turgid. "I knew you were loving this!" He sneered and her eyes became glassy. "Now, lick my finger and get it all wet for your pussy..." he shoved his digit into her mouth. She could taste her musky pussy on it. He pressed it into her tongue roughly, making her moan sharply at the pain. "Lick the motherfucker. Suck it like a cock!" he growled impatiently and cuffed her head hard and yanked on her hair sharply, twice. Then he returned his digit to her mouth. Angie sucked it desperately. He slid it in and out of her mouth, stroking her tongue and the insides of her cheeks. Then he pulled it out and it was gleaming with her saliva. "I am gonna play with your little, white pussy, spread your fucking legs." Angie whimpered, blushing deeply as she complied. "And pull your panties off your pussy. Do it now!" He growled and her blush went even deeper as she pulled the lace garment off her strawberry bush and pink, pussy slit. His wet finger descended to her womanhood in slow motion. He lodged the thick tip in her opening and rolled it round and round. "Look at that black finger fucking your pussy, and you cant do shit about it!" Angie glared in disbelief, seeing and feeling him sink his black finger into her soft pinkness. He started sliding in and out, and rolling it round and round. A moan escaped her and her hips shuddered. "Yeah. You love it, don't you bitch!" She had never felt so powerless and humiliated. She stifled a sob and tears rolled down her cheeks. But Sean showed her no mercy. He finger fucked her, burying his digit into her depths, stroking the walls and roof of her tunnel. She couldn't believe how good it felt. Her back arched of its own accord, and her pussy pushed at his finger. Angie felt such shame as the juices flowed into her cunt. When he pulled his finger out, it was shining with her juices. He held it her nose and it was reeking with the musky scent of her arousal. He shoved it in her mouth and made her suck it again, looking at her with amusement. She averted her eyes and sucked his finger, tasting her cunt. Her mouth salivated immensely and she swallowed and sucked hungrily on her finger. She realized with shock and disturbance that she was feeling a strange pleasure. He made her lick his thumb too. He returned his digit to her cunt and rolled it extensively around her opening, making her hips twitch against her will from the exquisite pleasure. Then he eased it into her hole and it was sucked in by her hungry pussy. He found a rough spot on the roof of her cunt and started stroking it, firmly, in small circles, as he he hooked his thumb over her clit and started teasing it. It nearly exploded at the first touch. Angie felt bubbles bursting on her skin. Even as she sniffed and sobbed, her hips started rolling. A moan escaped her. "Yeah, get into it slut! Show me you love it!" Sean's finger sloshed in and out of her dripping cunt as his thumb stroked her clit with growing speed. Angie felt a rapidly growing heat in her pussy. She gasped sharply and her hips started bucking sharply. "Aaaa!" she cried sharply as he jammed his digit all the way in her and stroked the back of her pussy, his thumb pressing into her fat clit. He ground his hand tortuously into her and Angie gave a long, prolonged moan from deep down in her chest. "Fuck, I need to taste that fucking white wife pussy of yours!" Sean grunted and slid down her body. He ripped her panties off her and shoved her legs up into her chest. Angie wailed and tried to cover her pussy with her hands. Sean laughed and bit them hard. She yelped sharply and pulled away her hands and jammed her eyes shut. Hunters and Predators Pt. 04 "Ah ah bitch! Look at me eat you out! Look at this Nigga face feasting on that white pussy!" he growled and slapped her cunt hard, making her yelp sharply. She forced herself to look into his dark, smoldering eyes as he dove down and his mouth opened to cover her pussy. She tried to jerk away and he pinched her sides so sharply she cried out. His mouth hot, wet mouth engulfed her womanhood and she felt her cunt melt like butter. Sean sucked her pussy hard, gulping her tasty pussy juices. Then his tongue slid all over her wet, pink lips, lapping away at her slit, wriggling deeper and deeper into the pink folds of her pussy. It was exquisite. A searing wave of heat engulfed her pussy. The juices poured into her pussy in torrents. "Mmmm!" Sean groaned with relish, burying half of his long tongue deep into her cunt. He started bobbing his head as he lapped and sucked away greedily. "Ahhhhh!" a long prolonged moan escaped her. Her hips started grinding against his mouth. "You like that huh! That's a fucking tasty country pussy bitch! Spread them white bitch pussy lips, whore! Pull them real wide open." "No! This is humiliating," Angie whimpered, blushing crimson with shame. "DO it! Whore!" He commanded and slapped her pussy hard. Her shaking hands took her pink, pussy lips between her thumbs and fingers and pulled them wide apart and shivered as the cold air caressed her sensitive vagina. They both looked at her lips, stretched like flaps, exposing her pink, shiny insides. Angie nearly died with shame. But Sean groaned and exhaled his hot breath on it and her hips twitched with excitement. "Shit, that's a good looking pussy! Lemme spit on that white bitch cunt of yours." He spat into her slit and chuckled. Angie felt showers of humiliation washing over her. But for some explicable reason, she felt the juices just pour into her cunt, to well at the bottom of her slit. Sean groaned with lust and returned his long tongue to her cunt. He grabbed her hips and started pumping her cunt back and forth on his tongue, sliding it smoothly in and out of her as he sucked and lapped slurped away loudly, wetly, with immense relish. It felt so exquisite. Sharp electric currents sizzled through her loins. Angie gave up and started fucking his face, moaning and whimpering. Sean slid two long digits up her cunt and latched his lips around her engorged clit. He nibbled and sucked on it, as he finger fucked her in deep strokes. Sparks exploded in her vagina and Angie's face twisted in a grimace of intense arousal. "No. Please stop it!" she wailed, even as her blood started to boil. Sean could tell she was getting close and started finger fucking her hard and fast, his palm slapping into her cunt. She thought her clit was going to explode. Her hips rose off the couch, shoving her cunt at his mouth. "No! What are you doing to me!!!" Angie moaned, her hips jerking sharply. "Cumm you fucking cunt! Cumm all over my black Nigga face!" He spat on her cunt and then rubbed his tongue frenziedly into her clit, shaking his head from side to side in a blur as he he finger fucked her furiously. Angie felt a shattering orgasm gathering in her pussy. She tried to cut it off. She couldn't. Sean seemed to just snatch the orgasm out of her cunt. Her tunnel squeezed tightly around his fingers. Then her pussy and her clit seemed to explode simultaneously, a violent, shattering blast. "Aaaaaahhhhhh!" she cried sharply from deep in her chest and then her hips were whipping frenziedly, throwing her pussy at him as a fiery orgasm ripped through her pussy. "Yeah, that's it! Cumm Angeline. Cumm, you fucking bitch!" even intensifying his ministrations, sending her hurtling deeper and deeper into the throes of a violent, intense orgasm. Angie had always stopped frigging herself as soon as she came. However, Sean now took her beyond that point, way beyond. The pleasure she felt was orgiastic, delirious. She went absolutely crazy. Her hands whipped out and she grabbed his big head and yanked his black face into her pussy as she humped him furiously. Fireworks and millions of bright lights exploded in her head. She felt herself tumbling into a state of delirium, and fucked his face even harder. The pleasure became unbearable. Her head snapped back and her eyes rolled back in their sockets. She lay in a writhing, heaving, moaning heap, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. She wanted to beg Sean to stop but she didn't have the energy. Sean kept working her pussy and she kept cumming. Then she was squirting, once, twice, thrice. Angie finally couldn't take anymore pleasure. Sharp cramps hit her pussy. She desperately jammed her thighs together. As Sean pulled back from her pussy, she lay back, gasping for breath, her big tits rising and falling to her labored breathing. Angie closed her eyes and wallowed in pleasure. She was in a place she never wanted to come back from. Chapter 2 Angie was faintly aware of clothes rustling. Then she suddenly felt something long, hard and fleshy being shoved into her pussy. She reared frantically as Sean buried his long, hard cock into her pussy. It felt bigger and fatter than anything she had ever experienced. Her pussy was full of dick, filled to the brim, and stretched. She thought she would tear. This couldn't go well. "No!" she wailed frantically. "Its too big. You are hurting me!" "I am gonna fuck the shit out of you, white bitch!" "No! Take it out please!" she wailed desperately. But Sean had other ideas, obviously. Even as she tried desperately, but weakly to push him away, he grabbed her thighs and shoved her knees into her chest, leaving her pussy at his mercy. Then he started hammering her cunt. His long, thick cock sloshed in and out of her tight hole. His hips slapped into her ass, repeatedly, plunging his cock to the farthest depths of her pussy. It was so large and so long. When he pulled out she felt as if he was pulling the insides of her cunt out with it. When he hammered it in, it felt as if he was shoving a log deep inside her. It was almost painful. Yet she loved it. She didn't want Sean to fuck her. But she didn't want him to stop. "Yes! Bitch! Take that Nigga dick!" Sean grunted, yanking her brutally, repeatedly onto his cock as he thrust it in with all his might, his flesh slapping loudly, succulent into hers. He was like a man possessed, with just one intent, to fuck the piss out of her pussy. He kept fucking her till everything just seemed to blur and all she was aware of was the big dick sliding in and out of her pussy. Then he seemed to calm down. He stopped moving, just rolling his hips and grinding his cock into her. "Go up on your elbows and look at my black cock in your pussy." Angie whimpered and did it. His thick, dark shaft was buried to the hilt in her, stretching her pussy mouth wide. "See Angeline. I am fucking your married pussy, with this big Nigga dick! See that!" Her eyes gaped with disbelief and fear. She blushed with shame and her eyes became glassy. "Oh no!" "Yes bitch. Now, lick your fingers and frig your fucking clit while I fuck you! DO it." He slapped her cunt. Angie rushed to obey and started rubbing her clit. At first she was reluctant, embarrassed But Sean started fucking her slowly, smoothly, his hips moving with oiled precision, sending his thick meat sliding so wonderfully in and out of her stretched, filled tunnel. Angie started moaning. She pressed her fingers deeper into her clit. Her eyes fixed on the thick, black cock fucking her. They started to blaze with lust and arousal. She felt a searing wave of heat engulf her body, spreading form her pussy. She started whipping her clit with her finger, rubbing it vigorously and it felt so wonderful She arched her back, holding her pussy up for him use for his selfish pleasure. She wanted him have pleasure with her, for she had never had such a long, hard thorough fuck that she enjoyed so immensely. She moaned sharply at every deep thrust, feeling herself sink deeper and deeper into another world, a world of pure, animal pleasure. "Oh!!! Yessssss!!!!" she moaned through clenched teeth. You love that black cock huh Angie. Love to feel it fucking your married white pussy!" "Yes! Sean! Yes!" "Beg me to fuck you. Beg for this Nigga dick!" Angie didn't want to. She definitely didn't But she heard her own voice begging, pleading. "Yes, fuck me with your black cock Sean." "No! Beg for the Nigga cock Angie. Beg!" he teased her, rolling his cock in her opening. Then he hammered it deep inside. Her hips leaped off the sofa. "Aaaahhh! Please fuck me with your big nigger cock! Shove it in me... Please..." Violent jerks hit her hips ad her clit exploded. "Fuck, I am cumming!" Angie fell back on the couch and released rubbed her clit vigorously as her hips jerked violently, furiously, throwing her pussy at his cock. Sean fucked her clenching pussy harder and harder until he knocked her out and had her gaping at the ceiling, heaving for breath, with glassy unseeing eyes. He felt pleased. This was how he liked his girls, fucked senseless. Suddenly, Sean ripped his cock out of her. Cold air rushed into her gaping hole, making her cry out and shudder. He climbed astride her as she gasped for breath and tried to gather herself. Sean grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head up to his cock. He slapped her face with it. "Suck my dick, bitch! Go on, white whore. Suck the black motherfucker!" "No! I don't do that" she tried to protest and he shoved it in. He was so thick and large that he filled up her mouth and she feared her hideously stretched lips would tear. He held her head in a firm grip with both hands and kept his dick buried in her mouth. "Suckle on it like a baby on a tit, bitch!" He growled and cuffed her head with his knuckles. It was so painful and humiliating. Yet it seemed right. She wanted to please and pleasure his big, black cock, that was filling her vision and stretching her mouth. Angie felt exhilaration as she gently suckled on the throbbing, big black cock, tasting her pussy. Her mouth drooled immensely. Sean groaned and started rolling his hips, fucking her mouth gently. Angie felt the meaty shaft slide back and forth on her lips and tongue and it was entrancing, mesmerizing. "Suck it like you are sucking the meat off a chicken bone!" Instinctively, she wrapped her mouth around his dick like a tight pussy. As Sean groaned with pleasure, she beamed with joy. She mewed and cooed as she started stroked it loving with her tongue and vacuuming it. "Wank the motherfucker bitch! Stroke it and shit!" Sean growled and cuffed her again. Angie elated. Feisty bubbles exploded all over her skin. She reached up and took his long, thick throbbing shaft in both hands, sinking her fingers into it. She wanked it up and down, pumping more blood int the thick head and relishing feeling it grow in her mouth. Sean fucked her mouth till her jaw was sore. As she wanted to pull back, he hooked his fingers behind her head and force fucked her face. The black man pummeled her face. She felt his cock grow even large and longer till she thought her lips would split. Sweat beads gathered on her forehead. She got dizzy from the thick cock that hammered the back of her mouth, making bubbles form and explode at the corners of her mouth. Her drool flowed in torrents from her gaping mouth, drenching her chest. "Oh shit!" Sean exclaimed suddenly, and pulled out of her mouth. His cock reared angrily at her, a big, obscene black appendage, gleaming with her saliva. Thick cream oozed thickly out of the big pee slit. "Lick my cumm bitch. That's your appetizer!" Angie opened her mouth and swabbed his dick head with her tongue. The sharp salty taste of his cumm made her moan sharply. She clamped her lips around his head and sucked him hard, sucking up his cream. She wanted more. She nearly begged him to cum in her mouth. But Sean yanked his cock out and flipped her onto her belly, her legs dangling to the floor. He pushed her skirt high around her hips and slapped her ass cheeks hard, leaving angry welts. "Shit, what a nice little white ass. I'm gonna fuck you so hard till its flat as wood!" Angie cried out as he rammed it back deep inside her stretched pussy. She was sure she would not be able to walk for days. Sean didn't seem to care. "Fuck, Angie, that strawberry pussy of yours looks so good, all full of black cock!" He grabbed her hips, sinking his fingers in and yanked her onto his cock, ramming it deep into her pelvis, again and again, knocking the breath out of her and making the couch jar and move. His hips moved powerfully, yet with rhythmical smoothness, a mesmerizing, well oiled precision. She could not believe it. Mark would have cumm a dozen times already, yet Sean was going and it seemed like he had no intention of stopping. And she didn't want him to stop. She felt such an overwhelming desire to be gutted and torn apart by his cock. She grabbed onto the couch and started throwing her ass at him, fucking him back frenziedly. "Yes! White bitch! Get into it! Rub your fucking clit! Do it." He slapped her ass hard! Angie gave an animal snarl and frantically grabbed her clit. It had never been so big and hard, so engorged and full of blood. She rubbed it and sparks flew. She started frigging herself frenziedly and fire crackers popped in her pussy. A wild arousal gripped her, making her shove her ass back on his pole, taking it deep inside her hole as his hips slapped rhythmically into her. Sean's huge cock felt so wonderful in her pussy. She was dripping so much that he was squelching loudly in her hole. Sean kept fucking her, grunting and groaning like a beast and it was infectious. Angie felt herself fall into an animal delirium and she humped him back like a beast in heat, enjoying every deep thrust into her stretched hole. He fucked her to yet another shattering orgasm, making her flop over the couch, sweating, heaving and huffing for breath. When Sean suddenly yanked it out, she wailed in complaint. Sean yanked her onto her knees and shoved his dick into her face. "Suck the motherfucker!" he growled and shoved his dick into her mouth. Angie was determined to make him cumm. She had such a carnal, overwhelming hunger to drink his cumm, out of the dick that had fucked her so wonderfully. She grabbed his cock and kissed it lovingly. Then she vacuumed his hard, turgid black snake into her mouth and wrapped her lips around it. She bobbed her head frenziedly as she pulled on his balls and beat his meat like she was shaking a salt shaker. She grunted with gratification as he groaned deep in his chest. She intensified her effort and gave him a loud, wet, frenzied blow job. Bubbles exploded around the corners of her mouth and her saliva drooled in thick gobs, hanging from her chin like a thick, shiny strand. Her shirt front was soon wet. "Yeah, suck that black motherfucker! Show me you love my black dick!" Angie sucked and wanked for all she was worth, but Sean did not cumm. She started feeling desperate as sweat broke out all over her body and her wrist began to hurt from wanking him and her jaw was sore all over again. She switched her hands and kept wanking him, trying to force him to cumm. Finally, she moaned with exasperation, kneeling at his feet, looking desperately up at him, her mouth gagging around his cock. Sean laughed at her and pushed his dick deep in her mouth, till it pushed against the back of her throat. She tried to pull back but he grabbed her head and held her trapped. "take a deep breath and relax your throat. I'm burying this dick down your throat, bitch!" He kept pushing and she felt the spongy head being forced into her tight throat. He was so big, she thought she would burst. Her eyes became watery. Tears broke from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. His thick meat slid into her throat, gagging her completely. "Relax your throat bitch!" Angie fought her gagging instincts as he went deeper and deeper into her. Then he started grinding his cock into her, sinking deeper until her nose was squashed against his pubes. She thought she would suffocate. But she felt such an immense inexplicable joy that his dick was all in her. She wouldn't have moved. But he finally pulled it out. She fell back on her haunches, gasping and sputtering. "Be careful bitch! Black cock will kill your white ass!" Sean laughed and sank onto the couch. He pulled her onto his lap. He shoved his dick into her and pulled her into his arms. "Get used to it, Angie. You are my bitch now. I am going to take care of you. And I am going to fuck the shit out of you, on the regular. Now, earn the good life. Ride my dick, white bitch!" Sean ripped her shirt and torn bra off her and took her big tits into his palms. He groaned and dove into them, licking and sucking on her nipples as he kneaded her enhanced mummeries. Angie moaned, as lightning bolts ripped from her nipples to her clit. She grabbed his head and yanked him into her tits as her hips started whipping up and down. Angie could not deny the immense pleasure she was now deriving from fucking the black stud. She sweat profusely and her clothes were soon matted to her body. But she could not stop riding him. She felt as if her skin was on fire and her cunt was hot like a furnace. "Fuck, you black animal. You bring out the beast in me," she growled and devoured Sean's thick lips. She feasted on them as she rode his cock frenziedly. Her hips whipped up and down, slapping her cunt on his cock, sending right where she wanted him, deep inside her vagina. She fucked Sean until her pussy exploded around his cock. Dazzling lights ripped through his her head. Feeling exhausted and blissful, she sank into his arms. She would have been glad to fall asleep and give her pussy some rest. But Sean wasn't finished turning his bitch out. He stood up and held her up by the ass cheeks. Then he walked around the room, hitting her pussy like a punching bag. Angie held on to him, not believing his stamina. And she could not believe it as her pussy started heating up again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his face as she clutched his cock tightly, moaning and groaning with pleasure. Sean fucked her to another orgasm. Then he dumped her on the carpet, slid on top of her and buried his cock into her again. He hooked her feet over his shoulders and started lunging into her cunt. Angie wrapped her cunt around his cock with all her might, till he had to shove in hard at every thrust. Then he started groaning deep in his chest. Angie felt relief as she realized he was finally about to cumm. Then she suddenly reared with shock. "No! Sean! Don't cumm in me. Cumm in my mouth please!" "Alright. You are right!" Sean made as if to pull out. But then he grabbed her throat, pinned her to the floor and fucked her even harder. "Oh yeah! I'm cumming now, you white bitch! I'm gonna fill your pussy with my black babies!" he shouted into her face. "No!" she wailed weakly and then felt him bury his large, thick cock to the hilt in her. His cock seemed to kick like a young, lusty, wild bull in her cunt and his cumm shot into her. She felt like he was squeezing thick, hot cream out of a bottle and into her guts. She felt her pussy explode as another orgasm ripped through her. She grabbed onto his ass cheeks and yanked him into her pussy as she came all over his dick. She felt cramps in her pussy and belly from all the cumming. They lay in a heaving, gasping heap of flesh and fell asleep. Angie woke up and realized that Sean had carried her onto the couch and covered her with a blanket. He was sitting at his lap top, dressed in a pair of shorts. He hand reached tenderly between her legs. Her pussy was gooey and messy, and she was sore all over. Even her wrists and jaw were hurting. And so did her throat. Angie realized that she had been well and truly fucked by the black man. Hunters and Predators Pt. 04 She felt embarrassed and humiliated. She slowly sat up. "Oh, you are finally up. Hold on, lemme just finish what I am doing." "I am going to clean up," she said and picked up her handbag. She walked on weak legs to the bathroom, feeling a soreness between her legs. She took a long, hot shower as if trying to wash off the whole experience. She soaped her sore pussy and washed it gently. Her clit became engorged from the touch. Angie was so ashamed of herself as she frigged her clit and came on her fingers. Angie returned to find Sean had closed his lap top and was puffing on a joint. She had touched up her make up and was holding her shirt around her body. "You ruined my shirt. How will I get home." "Its just a shirt." He exhaled at her. "I have a husband, yunno!" Angie snapped sharply, her temper rising. She was wondering if he would just kick her out, now that he got what he wanted. "I had Mandy deliver something for you. There," he nodded at a jogging suit that was lying on another couch. "Now, run home and come back tomorrow at 10. You and Mandy will go and look at some possible office premises. And you need a new wardrobe. I don't like those conservative panties" "What about the contract and I will go." "Listen Angie. You don't call the shots here, alright. I will sign it when I feel like it. How did you like your first black cock?" "Do you have to be so course? "Shit bitch, you were cumming like a whore. And you squirted in my face too. What a hot bitch!" Angie's vision became blurred and she grabbed the jogging suit. She rushed into the bathroom and sobbed as she changed rapidly. She staggered out and ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her. She jumped into her car and drove home, sobbing. As she arrived, she found Mark sleeping on the couch, with several empty beer bottles besides him. She quietly made her way in. She slipped into a nightdress, a long one, to cover her welts and sore pussy. She slid into bed and fell asleep. She was fatigued and stoned and she slept like a rock. Chapter 3 "Where the fuck were you last night?" Mark woke her up, glaring and growling at her. "I took Mr Smith and his people out around town, to a Diner and a couple of bars." "I was worried sick about you." "You never complain when I take other people out. Is it because Sean is black? Are you a racist?" "Fuck you Angie! Don't fuck around with me." "Stop making a scene. You will scare the kids!" "Fuck you!" "Alright. If you want me to, I will tell Amos you don't me to look after his biggest potential clients. Is that what you want? Huh? Then you can just forget your promotion. Want me to call him right now?" Angie glared at Mark and reached for the phone. "Don't be stupid. But I don't want any funny stuff, alright!" Angie rolled off the bed and brushed past him. She entered the bathroom and slammed the door shut. Mark punched the bed where his wife had just been sleeping. Chapter 4 Angie felt so embarrassed as she turned up at The Pilgrim. Despite Sean's words, she had put on a conservative suit. Sean was sitting at breakfast with Mandy and Chad as she arrived. She joined them, quietly returning their warm greetings. Sean talked to her as if nothing had happened. After they finished, he nodded to Angie and said, "You and Mandy will visit a good Real Estate Agency and see if there is a nice block of offices to rent. Money is not a problem. But don't throw it out of the window." The black man stood up and left. Angie spent the rest of the morning viewing offices with Mandy. The black woman was in a good mood. When she noticed Angie was distracted, she told her to get her act together. Incompetence would not be tolerated. Then she hugged Angie and kissed her on the forehead. "I am glad you are on board. Don't worry, everything will work out fine, and you will be glad you made this decision." Angie blushed profusely, wondering just how much Mandy knew. The two of them settled on a three story building. Mandy paid for it with a check. The sum was something Angie had never ever possessed. They then went off to a restaurant and had lunch. As they returned to the hotel, Sean was sitting on his lap top, and taking business calls. He motioned Angie to a couch. Mandy left the room, saying she was going to her baby. Between calls, Sean said to her, "I think you still have a lot to learn, as far as sucking dick is concerned." "I don't normally do such vile things!" "Watch and learn. I expect competency from my employees." He picked up a remote and switched on the TV. He started a DVD. A close up image of a black woman sucking on a big, black dick filled the screen. "Black girls suck a damn good dick. Learn from the best." "Sean, we need to talk." "I have to take some calls. Don't you dare interfere. Smoke that blunt there and watch and learn." He tossed her a set of wireless headphones and indicated to a blunt on an ashtray on the table. He turned his back to her and dialed. Angie gasped with exasperation.. She felt riled, but as Sean took a business call, she did not dare bother him. She bit her lower lip, settled back on the couch and fired up the blunt. The DVD had many blow job scenes on it. After the first, Angie slid on the head phones. Her ears were filled with the sound of slurps, sucks, gurgles and groans. She heard cocks sloshing and squelching away in hot, dripping, sucking mouths. The girls and the studs talked dirty to each other, using such raw language. The studs were all black, and so were most of the girls, but there was a sprinkling of white, Latin and Asian girls. All of them sucked dick voraciously. Angie's jaw dropped to the floor and she exclaimed several times, seeing the nasty, dirty things the girls did to the huge black cocks until they spouted creamy cumm in their faces and mouths. The girls all seemed to love drinking cumm and getting their faces sprayed. A couple of scenes included ass licking action. The first time she saw a white girl sliding her tongue in and out of a puckered, black asshole, Angie thought she would puke. But she couldn't deny the torrent of juices that were flowing into her cunt. As she got high from the fat blunt, Angie could not believe how easily the girls made the huge cocks disappear. She felt envious. The scenes with white girls sucking black cocks excited her the most. She could identify with them. She exclaimed, hearing them say how much they loved sucking on a big nigger dick! She told herself she wouldn't do all that. She couldn't do all that. She decided that if Sean expected that of her, he should go to hell. When Sean was finished, he joined her on the couch and lit up a blunt. Angie exhaled at Sean and said, "I don't like what you did to me last night. You made me feel cheap!" "Then why couldn't you stop cumming! You are natural born cum slut Angie. Just admit and make peace with yourself. I don't have time to baby sit you!" "Fuck you, you nigger bastard!" Angie exploded. "Your mama is a nigger!" Sean retorted and started laughing. "And I am not doing any of that." She nodded at the screen, where a girl was deep throating a black cock and making it disappear like a magic trick. "You forced me to do it, last night." Angie snorted and puffed on her blunt. She was soon feeling numb and relaxed. But she was still feeling uneasy. "So, what's gonna happen now?" "I want to buy a local logistic firm. You know someone, with the know how and the infrastructure. But much smaller that Murphy's? Preferably someone with financial troubles." "Maybe. But I don't even have a fucking contract. What if you take them and kick me out." "No, I wont. I love fucking you." "Sean, this cant go on. I had a row with my husband this morning! I have kids. I mean, I... Fuck!" "Angie, the deal was, if you don't enjoy it, we don't do it again. You came at least ten times by my count. Therefore, you enjoyed it." "That's unfair. You said it was my decision." "You have made your bed, now have a comfortable night's sleep in it. Stop acting childish." Sean stood up and walked to a drawer. He took out a large box and handed it to her. "Its for you." Angie opened it. The box was filled with an assortment of silk and lace thongs and bras. Angie looked at the skimpy, tiny, revealing garments. "What's this?" she asked, raising a black, plastic object. "Its a butt plug. You must lube it and slide it into your ass, to loosen yourself up coz I wanna fuck your ass." "No Sean. I am not some cheap slut!" she said sharply. "Not like this Sean. I am not a bitch!" "You are my bitch and I am your Nigga... Now, lets see..." he reached into the box and fished out a flaming red silk thong and matching half cup bra. "Take these into the bathroom, slip them on and spice up your make up." "Sean! No! Not like this, I said!" "If you prefer, you can just leave, and that's it. Its your choice, Angie. The door is open." "You fucking nigger bastard! I hate you!" She jumped up and tried to slap him. Sean caught her hands in a vice grip. "that is the last time you call me nigger, unless we are fucking. And you seem like you don't wanna be here," he started pushing her towards the door. "Sorry Sean. Alright. Stop it. But you don't talk like that to me unless we are fucking either, alright?" Sean laughed. "Deal. Now get dressed." Angie averted her eyes as she picked up the garments. She sat on the toilet seat and smoked the blunt. Her hand strayed to her pussy and she was soaking wet. She started stroking herself until it roached. Feeling woozy, she peeled off her clothes and slid on the garments. She blushed as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror. She looked like a whore, she decided. Then she took another look and decided she looked hot. Sean would definitely find her hot. In fact, any man would find her hot. And Sean was not just any man. He had taken her and made her cumm harder and more often than any man had ever done. Her pussy started dripping. She slid her fingers in under her thong and stroked her dripping wetness. She wanted more of Sean. She wanted his big, black cock, in her mouth and pussy. And the contract. And the job. And the money. Nothing and no one would take that away from her. Chapter 5 Sean was lounging on the couch, talking on his phone when she walked in, a hot strawberry blond dream in red thongs and high heels. Her tits were looking awesome in the half cups. She posed in the door way, a hand on her hip. Sean looked at her and his eyes smoldered with lust. "Listen, I have to go. I will call you back later, but it shouldn't be a problem at all. Thanks and bye now." He killed his phone. "Turn it off." Sean did. "How do you like me?" Angie teased him, walking slowly, sensuously to him. "Turn around and show me that fine white ass," he said in a deep, dark voice, filled with lust. Angie did so slowly. He whistled, as he gazed at her ass. Her round ass globes, split so enticingly by the red thong. "Bend over and show me your pussy." Angie blushed, but she felt exhilarated. The flexible, long legged wife reached down and touched her toes. She parted her legs and her upturned face smiled at him from between them. "You like?" "Pull your thong off your pussy and show it to me." Her cheeks became red, but she did it, revealing her strawberry bush and her long, pink slit. Her lips were puffed up. "Are you wet?" "Uh huh!" she said in dirty, husky voice. "Play with your pussy. Slide your fingers in there. I wanna see them all wet from your cunt juices." Angie blushed profusely now, but her fingers seemed to move of their own accord, rising to her cunt, to stroke her engorged clit and dip into her dripping slit. Her hips trembled and she started moaning. Her fingers were soon gleaming, coated from her juices. "Shit bitch. Come here and get this dick out. Get on your knees and crawl over here." Angie sank to her knees and crossed the few meters between herself and Sean. She felt so self conscious and ashamed on one hand. But she was eager to get to him and his cock. She realized the humiliating, hard fucking and the shattering orgasms had awakened a hunger in her, a carnal craving for his dark meat. She belonged to him He parted his thighs and she moved to kneel between them. "I want you to lick and kiss my body. Worship me with your mouth, white slut!" She took his joint from his hand and took a deep toke. She held it in and exhaled into his face. The dirty talk from the video came into her head. Words she had found embarrassing and shameful now appealed to her and made her feel excited. "You want me to eat your dark meat like a nigger whore! Is that what you want? To make this white slut worship your big nigger cock and suck the piss out of it." Her hand reached between his legs and she grabbed the fat, soft bundle in his pants. She fondled it, almost roughly and heard him rasp. She took several tokes and exhaled in his face. Then she handed him the blunt. "my pussy is too sore. I never had anything like your big, hard nigger cock in there before. But my mouth is hungry for you baby. You gonna let me suck that big nigger cock? Please?" Angie pouted at Sean, stroking his cock and feeling harden rapidly. She leaned into him and pressed her big, soft tits into his hot, dark muscles as she feasted on his mouth, sucking on his tongue like a cock till they were both drowsy. Then she kissed her way down his chin, neck, all the way to his chest. She palmed and fondled his muscles, entranced by the sight of her pale, dainty hands on his dark meat. Then she went down and teased his nipples with her lips. She sucked on them, nibbled them and licked his silky, black skin. Down to his belly she went, teasing him, and licking him like a piece of chocolate. Then she hooked her fingers into his shorts and pulled them, stretching them. She dipped her head and chewed and sucked on his shaved, silky pubes like he was a juicy, tasty steak. Then she slowly peeled his shorts off. His long cock lay along his thigh. Angie felt daunted for a second as she gazed at it. It was like a potent, poisonous black snake, and so huge and long. She stared it for ages, still not believing that this black dick had fucked her and made her cumm so many times. Angie groaned with lust and dipped her face to it and licked all along the shaft. She teased the head with her tongue and it twitched so sweetly she had to smile His dick was growing to huge proportions now and she felt so proud. Her dainty, manicured, pale hand, wearing a wedding ring caressed his cock lovingly. Then she scooped it up sinking her fingers into his long, thick, turgid black cock, squeezing and wringing it. She double fisted it, wanking it, peeling back the foreskin back, to expose the shiny, fat, heart shaped cock head. Thick, creamy precum was oozing out of the big third eye. The musky smell of his cock filled her nostrils and intoxicated her. Her mouth watered. She rasped, full of lust "Mmmmm! Your beautiful black cock smells so delicious" She licked her pretty, glossy, cherry red lips, then her pretty face descended towards his cock. Her long wet, pink tongue licked the incision of his cock, lapping up his precum. The she twirled her agile tongue around his dick head, causing him to gasp as his hips twitched and jerked. Soon his head was shining with her saliva. Sean groaned in a deep, dark, black voice, "Yeah, that's it Angie. Suck my black dick, you slut wife..." "Mmmm! You are so tasty... I love your black nigger cock!" She pressed her cheery red lips to his dick, and they opened around him. She vacuumed him into her mouth with a loud slurp. The pretty mouth was stretched almost to deformity by the huge cock. Undaunted, the white woman started sucking the black cock. "O-o-o-o-o-o! Ugh! Ugh! Slurp. O-o-o. Slurp! Ugh! Ugh!" She gurgled and slurped away loudly, wanking the big, black cock and feeding more and more of it in her mouth. Her pretty cherry lips rode up and down the thick, black cock, whilst her tongue danced on the underside. She was giving him a greedy, wet, slobbering blow job, drooling down her chin and onto her chest. Bringing the joint to his lips and puffing leisurely, Sean stroked her long blond hair softly, gazing at his fat black organ sliding into her mouth. "Ah!!! Yeah, white bitch, suck my black cock. That's it," he groaned deep with gratification. "Ah!!!!! Go on bitch, play with your cunt. And take that dick down your throat." Angie hastily pulled the soaked gusset off her steaming, dripping cunt and slid her fingers between her wet lips. The fingers disappeared, sucked in by her hungry cunt, and she shuddered and moaned around his cock as she shamelessly frigged her clit. She bore down on him and started pushing his length down her throat. Sean gasped. This woman was a natural talent. As she fucked him with her constricting throat, he took her hand and slid it between his cheeks. Her long, dainty, white fingers started stroking and probing his dark crack, rimming his chocolate hole. Sean started grunting like an animal, "Ah!!!! You're such a hot bitch! Lick your finger and ease it into my hole. Be gentle!" "gosh! You are such a pervert Sean!" Angie exclaimed. But she licked her finger. As she brought it to his hole, she felt exhilarated, and deviously dirty. The white woman sucked him for all she was worth, mewing, and moaning with intense pleasure, gobbling and slobbering away as she teased his hole with her finger. Then she slowly slid the first knuckle in. Sean groaned deep in his chest and his cock seemed to kick in her mouth. "Sink it in and stroke upwards. Yeah, thats it. A bit deeper. Fuck!" he groaned and Angie felt wonderful and so proud. "Ugh!! Ugh!!! Ugh!!!" She gurgled, fucking him with her throat as she slid her wet middle finger in and out of his asshole for ages, making him wallow in so much pleasure he thought he would go insane. Finally, he jumped to his feet, his face a dark mask of lust. He grabbed her by her long hair and started force fucking her face, banging her mouth onto his cock, producing loud, squelchy sounds. The white woman opened her mouth wide and let him use for his selfish pleasure. Sean gasped and groaned like a beast, fucking the shit out of her pretty, married white face without giving a shit about her hubby. The fool should have known better that you cant turn a natural born whore into a housewife. "Oh shit bitch! You so hot!" he groaned, feeling the temperature rise in his balls. He did not want to cumm just yet, so he turned around and offered her his ass. "Eat my ass Angie!" "No!" She gasped. "Yes! Eat my nigger ass, you white slut! Lemme feel your fucking tongue right fucking now!" Angie was glad he could not see her red, blushing face as she planted her dainty palms into his cheeks. Her manicured fingers sank into his dark flesh and she pulled his buns apart exposing his dark crack and the chocolate hole. Her long pink tongue swiped his black crack, running from the small of his back, down to his dangling balls and all the way back up. Angie felt a perverted, carnal lust as she did the dirtiest thing she had ever done. Bubbles of exhilaration broke out all over her skin. She kissed his hole, a loud smacking kiss. He groaned ans she did it again and again. She pulled back from the crack and groaned with a voice full of lust, "Mmmmm! I love you black ass. You are so tasty..." She stroked his crack lovingly, making his hips shudder. "Then eat it, you white slut! Eat my black ass." She wedged her pretty face between his cheeks and concentrated on the hole, smearing him with her lips and slurping and sucking away. "That's it you white slut! Eat my black ass! Get into my hole bitch!" Hunters and Predators Pt. 04 Angie grunted and shuddered, pulling his cheeks wider apart as she slid more and more of her tongue into his hole. She had never even thought of eating a man's ass before. Yet now, she could not get enough of it. She soon had most of her tongue in him, and slurped away greedily. Sean ground his black ass in her pretty face, relishing feeling her hot tongue in his anus. Feeling mad with arousal, he turned around and grabbed her head in both hands. Sean mutated into a beast. Sinking to a half squat before her and digging his fingers into her scalp, his hips whipped back and forth, humping his cock into her mouth. Angie was getting all frenzied, diving at Sean's cock, slamming it to the back of her throat, before she pulled away only to throw her mouth at it again. Her lips smack loudly and drooled over the black meat as she frigged herself in a blur, her other hand buried between Sean's ass cheeks. "Ugh!! Ugh!!! Ugh!!!!" she gasped and gurgled... "Ah, that's it you white bitch! Suck that black cock! Shit! Oh SHITTT!" He howled out as he jammed his cock deep down her throat and pumped his cumm into her mouth. His hips jerked violently as the huge cock shot torrents of cumm down her throat. Angie swallowed hard as she could, as a carnal greed for his creamy baby juice overwhelmed her. She gulped the black man's semen down like she was born to it. but thick creamy cumm poured out of her mouth. Her chin and chest were a mess. But Sean was not yet finished. He pulled his cock out and wanked it, shooting more cumm into her pretty, white wife face, marking her as his slut! Then he made her rub it in like lotion, so she could wear it home to her husband. Angie returned home early that evening. She spent sometime with her children, playing with them and helping Jason with his homework. She felt some guilt at her amorous activities with Sean. But the two boys were so happy with the presents she brought. Chapter 6 Sean, Mandy and Chad went down for supper in the Hotel Restaurant. They had tasty, hearty meals and several bottles of fine wine. Chad got a hotel porter brought him a bag of local weed. The three of them retired to Sean's suite and were soon smoking blunts and drinking. "I must say I am not surprised at all. I knew she would give it up," Chad said, smirking. "Women are such whores. What are you gonna do about her?" "I don't know," Sean said. "I mean, she betrayed her husband. I don't know if I can trust her to work for me. What if she betrays my company?" "Maybe you can keep her as a fuck slut. Treat her like a cigarette, smoke her up and toss her in the trash can," Chad suggested, smirking. "I will test her. If she is prepared to betray her kids, I will toss her away. DO you think she will, Chad?" "Definitely. What do you think, Mandy?" "I don't know. She is a money hungry slut. But maybe its not the money but Sean's dick she is really after." "Yeah, she was almost like a virgin. She had never even cum from getting fucked. Her husband is a jerk. Chad, I want you to see if you can dig up some dirt on him. Hire some local private eye and see if he is fucking some other girls or something. Something I can use. I want him to leave the picture with no hassle." "Alright," Chad nodded. "The plot thickens." "Lemme take care of him," Mandy said. "I will put him in his place." "Yeah?" "Yeah. Don't even worry. I will turn the white husband out, and teach him discipline." "Yeah. Did you get to fuck some local pussy Chad?" "Oh, loads of pussy and ass, Sean. They give it up for a hundred bucks, yunno. And all of them married." "This town is full of whores." "You are the biggest whore" "Shut the fuck up and suck my dick, white boy?" Sean meant it as joke. But Chad sank down to his knees and crawled to Sean. He fished his cock out of his pants and slid his lips over it. He started licking and wanking it to full hardness. Mandy watched eagerly, her fingers stroking her dripping, excited pussy. When she couldn't take anymore, she stood up and hastily dropped her clothes. Then she walked over and climbed astride Sean, taking his fat cock into her pussy. She started riding up and down slowly, leisurely, as Chad sucked her clit and ate Sean's big, black balls. Chad was so excited. He hoped he would have several cream pies and mouthfuls of cumm that night. Chad didn't have to suck Sean's cock. But Chad wanted to. The blond craved to feel his black boss' thick, throbbing cock fucking his mouth. It was one of the best benefits of his job, that once in a while, Sean or Mandy would let him suck their black genitals and tongue fuck their holes. If he wasn't out there, humiliating and debasing other white folks, Chad was sucking black pussy, balls, dick and ass. And it made him feel so good, and so complete. The white boy was so happy. He only felt a bit sad when Mandy told him to spit Sean's cock out. But as she dropped her pussy on his mouth, his joy returned. Sean and Mandy were so nice to him. Soon, he was sucking his first tasty, cream pie out of the black woman's pussy. He hoped Sean would leave another one in her ass for him. And he had such an itch in his own hole which he hoped the black cock would be nice enough to satisfy for him. Chapter 7 Two weeks had passed since Angie started fucking Sean. She fucked him on a daily basis. She couldn't get enough of his dick. She stopped pretending that she didn't enjoy fucking Sean. She didn't even feel guilty anymore for lying and cheating on her husband. Sean's black cock was much better than her husband's pink one. And Sean was a much better lover. In fact, she deserved to be fucked like Sean fucked her. She deserved the life he was offering her. And she deserved the joy he brought her. He was simply a better man than her husband, and not only because he had a bigger dick and more money. Even her children were happier around Sean and had more fun with him. And everyone knew, kids were good readers of characters. Mandy had started taking her kids secretly to meet Sean and told them not to tell their dad. The kids did so, they even asked her if Sean could be their new Dad. They already accepted him as their head male, just like she did. Recently, she hadn't even been fucking her husband anymore. A couple of times, he had complained, but she told him she wasn't in the mood, he should just wank. Angie turned up one sunny morning at The Pilgrim, looking as bright as fresh rose on a summer day. She became even happier when Sean told her the contract was just about to be signed. "There is only one thing though. I want you to divorce your husband and cut contact with your kids. You may visit them, but they cant stay with you." "What! Are you mad!" "Kids are a distraction. There is no place for them in the business world. I mean, they will still be your kids. So?" "Sean. How can you be so heartless." "Look. I will give you 250k cash. If you do that. Its all yours. Here it is." Sean opened a briefcase and it was filled with crisp 100s. Take the money and go get rid of the kids." "No! Sean! I wont!" "You will. Or you are out. Your choice!" his voice was cold and hard, his face dark. Angie grabbed the briefcase and hurled it away, sending the bills flying. Then she started sobbing heavily. "No! I wont leave my kids! Never, Sean." "Alright. Stop crying that was the final test. Here." Sean handed her the contract. Angie ran at him with bared talons. She scratched his face before he finally caught her hands and pinned her down. She needed almost an hour to calm down. After two hours, they were fucking. By the third hour, Sean was fucking her ass. She then asked him what he would do about Mark. She didn't actually say it, but he could tell she wouldn't mind if her white husband would just disappear, gone, never to be seen again. Sean called Mandy and told her to stop sitting on Bridget's pretty face, and go pimping. Angie didn't understand what he meant, but he told her not to worry. Chapter 8 Mark was surprised when Mandy suddenly walked into his office. The black woman stood before him. She wore a semi transparent white shirt, and with a lace bra holding up her big breasts. A white pair of longs cupped her curvy hips and juicy thighs tightly, and she wore a pair of high heels. Her dark eyes were fixed on him and he felt mesmerized and dominated. "Hi Mark, I don't have much time. Listen, we must meet and talk, meet me at my Hotel room tonight at eight. Think you can manage?" "What's this about?" Mark asked. "Its serious. Its about Sean and Angie. Both our interests are threatened. That is all I can say for now. Make sure you there. Bye." Mandy then turned and left. Mark was sick with worry. He lied to Angie that he had to work overtime. That evening, at eight o'clock Mark turned up at The Pilgrim. Careful not to be seen, he sneaked to Mandy's room. Mandy opened the door dressed in a robe. She gave him a double scotch and drank one herself. She gave him a blunt and smoked one herself. He tried to turn her down but she promised he was gonna need it. For a long while, Mandy sat opposite him and stared at him. When he wanted to say something she waved him to silence. He squirmed and felt uneasy. He thought of leaving, but he didn't think she would allow it. Little did Mark know that right there and then, his wife was getting fucked up the ass by Sean's big, black dick and tasting her hole eagerly off it. After the blunts were finished, Mandy stood up and stretched herself languidly. "Listen Mandy, can you please tell me what this is about. I want to go home or Angie will be worried." "I have something explosive to tell you. But I am doing you a favor, so I want a favor from you too." Mandy stood up, towering over Mark. She opened her robe and slowly let it slide off her shoulders. Mark gasped and his jaw dropped to the floor. Mandy was dressed in a tiny, two piece, white thong bikini. It was almost completely transparent, allowing her chocolate brown skin to show through so alluringly. Mandy's big, pendulous, proud, creamy orbs were threatening to burst out of the immensely stretched bar and her thick nipples were peeking out like two small fingers. Her tiny thong was plastered to her shaved, dark mons and wedged up lewdly in the slit of her pussy. She smiled lasciviously at Mark, who was struggling to pick his jaw up from the floor. "Eh, excuse me Mandy. I think I should leave. I mean, I am very flattered, but I love my wife." "Don't be silly Mark. I don't wanna fuck you. I need a massage. Just a massage." "I cant do that. It ain't right. I am married." "Listen, I can tell you something about your marriage. But I need my massage." "Mandy, just tell me what's going on. Quit playing with me!" mark said, raising his voice. Mandy took a sudden step at him and glowered down at him. "You are going to come to the bedroom with me and massage me right now Mark. Alright?" There was something about her dark eyes and her stern face and commanding voice that made him obey. Even though Mark was a big, strong man and several years older than Mandy, he nodded obediently. Mandy took his hand in a firm grip and led him to her bedroom. She gave him a CD and pointed to a stereo. "Put it in." Mark went and did it. Bump and grind music filled the room. Mandy told him to turn it up louder. "Undo my bra for me and set these big ass tits free?" She said in a seductive, silky voice, her dark eyes fixed on his, mesmerizing him. He blushed and made to walk around Mandy. "No, just reach around me..." Mandy said, moving close to him. Mark found his hands shaking as he eased his arms around Mandy, carefully trying not to touch her. "What are you scared of? Are you a baby!" She moved close to him and her big, warm soft breasts touched his muscular chest. He fumbled with shaky fingers until he unclasped her Bra. Her big tits spilled out onto his chest and he gulped, fighting to rip his eyes off them. "I know its hard to believe but they real. All natural," she said proudly, picking them up and shaking them. Then she turned and walked sensuously to her bed. Mark's eyes did a shock zoom straight to her alluring, thick, round ass cheeks, that were split so sexily by her white thong, which disappeared in her deep crack. Take off your shoes and climb on the bed. The oil is over there. Mark exhaled silently as she laid on her belly, with her legs slightly parted. He felt slightly dizzy. Mandy smiled up at him and cooed, "Lets get it on, hon." Mark oiled his shaky hands and slid them onto her silky smooth back. Mandy exhaled at the first touch. "Mmmm. I like your big, strong hands. I am gonna enjoy this. Rub my back honey," she cooed in a languid, husky voice. Mark felt his heart beating faster as his hands slid up and down her cocoa brown body. He was mesmerized by the sexy contrast between his pale skin and her dark, cocoa brown shade. Mandy told to oil her whole body, from her neck down to her feet till her body was looking like crispy, grilled chicken. His eyes kept straying to Mandy's alluring, big, round, silky ass buns that made his mouth water like they were tasty, crispy, freshly baked buns. Then there was this plumb mound between her slightly parted thighs, and he could could make out her thick, long, dark pussy lips under her damp gusset. As if intent on torturing him, Mandy suddenly cooed seductively "Do my lower back baby. Lemme just get this thong out of the way, I don't want you to miss a spot." She reached back with both hands, hooked her thumbs into her thongs and eased it halfway down her thick cheeks, exposing her deep crack. She parted her thighs a shade wider and her puckered, dark hole winked at him. The gusset of her thong remained plastered to the mouth of her pussy, making him suspect she was wet and sticky. It was the sexiest sight Mark had ever seen. A prominent tent formed in his pants. His cock was running riot. He had never had sex with a black woman. But Mandy aroused him so much, dirty thoughts of ramming his hard dick between her alluring chocolate ass globes kept flooding his mind, making it hard to concentrate. Mark started sweating, and it wasn't just from he exertion of the massage. The hot black woman was making his hormones run wild. He rubbed and stroked her lower back. Mandy told him to rub the small of her back with his thumbs. As he did, he couldn't help looking into her crack and his dick nearly exploded. "Oh yes, that's it Mark. That feels so, so damn good." Her sweet, soft moans filled the room and Mark felt horny as a man at a nasty, steamy, hot strip show. "Take off my thong and do my ass, Mark," batting those seductive eyes at him and shaking her ass, making her cheeks jiggle. Mark exhaled loudly, he couldn't help it. His hands shook, his throat was parched and his heart was beating like a drum. "No!" he gasped, fighting his lust and his itching hands. Angie would kill him. And he did not feel right about doing it. It would be wrong, to grab those ass cheeks like basketballs, squeezing and kneading them, pulling them apart, squashing them back together, exciting her pussy indirectly... "I am afraid I cant do that." "You are going to do it Mark," she said firmly and he found himself obeying. "But please this better not get out," he rasped hastily. His hands shook as he peeled her thongs off and his eyes gazed at her bald pussy. It was dark and silky, and her lips were so big they like flaps, framing a pink-reddish gash, and it was shining with moisture. His mouth watered immensely as he hastily oiled his shaky hands. As he laid them onto her soft, firm cheeks, he was mesmerized "Sink those fingers in Mark, I ain't fragile!" Mark did what he had been wanting to do for ages, he sank his fingers into the dark ass globes and kneaded them like dough. Mandy grew louder. "Ah yes Mark. That's it. Ohhhh!!!" she started rolling her ass round and round in his hands. Mark went mad as he felt her ass muscles clenching and clenching in his palms and his dick nearly burst out of his pants. Mark started squeezing her cheeks, digging his fingers in, pulling them apart and squashing them together. Mandy was gasping and moaning. She lifted her hips off the bed and she rolled her ass like she was riding a dick. Mark stopped froze. "Slap my ass daddy! Slap my fucking ass!" Mandy ordered. "No!" he gasped. "Do it. Now!" A wild arousal was gripping him. He smacked her ass and she moaned sharply. He did it again and she pushed her ass back at him, rising to kneel before him, offering him her alluring ass. The black woman parted her thighs wide and shot to her hands and knees. Mark's eyes were instantly riveted to her slit and her puckered hole, which both were contracting. His mouth watered tremendously as the scent of her arousal hit his nostrils, making him light headed. "Eat my ass Mark. Eat my black ass." "No!" he gasped, fighting the animal urge to dive into her ass and gorge himself on it. "I cant do this. Angie... No! I am sorry." "Fuck Angie. DO it Mark!" "No. "I think I had better go." "Listen Mark," Mandy's eyes were suddenly hard and her voice was cold and commanding. "You are mine to do with as I please, white boy. I will scream and say you tried to rape me!" "What! That's a fucking lie and you know it!" Mark exploded. "I will rip my clothes, bang my head against the wall, bruise my face and lips, break some things in here. Then I will say you came here saying you want to give me some inside information, and then tried to rape me. Yeah, in fact, I will says you said you always wanted to fuck a nigger whore and make her your slut!" "No one will believe you!" "You wanna bet? Sean will beat that ass to an oblivion and Mandy will divorce you and your boss will fire you. Is that what you want, motherfucker!" "Why are you doing this to me!" Mark wailed. "Coz I wanna make you my bitch, motherfucker!" Mandy grabbed Mark by his tie and pulled him down, then she slapped him and made his head snap back. His eyes blazed murderously at her. "Listen to me you little black nigger bitch! Stop this shit right now or else!!!" "Have it your way!" Mandy took a deep breath and opened her mouth to scream. The color drained out of Mark's eyes and he shook like a leaf in a strong wind. "No. Please no!" he gasped. "Then get with it , motherfucker!" Mandy growled and threw a book in his face for good measure. "Now, get naked. Right now." Mark undressed with shaking hands and his clothes spilled to the floor. Mandy parted her thighs and her hand slid down between her legs. She shamelessly stroked her dripping pussy, gazing at his tanned, muscular body emerge "Mmmm! Come here." Mandy rolled onto her back and grabbed his dick. It was soft but her experienced hand had him hardening fast as she made him oil her big tits and massage them. She had him tweak and pull on her nipples and they grew hard as pebbles. "Now lick the motherfuckers!" she growled and snaked a hand around his neck, yanking him down to her proud mounds. "Lick and suck, boy!" She stuffed a thick nipple between his lips. "Yes, suckle on it like a baby on a tit. That's a good boy. Suck boy! Chew and shit! Do it!" She pulled on his hair making him wince sharply. Mark's eyes blazed and he glared at her with anger. Who the fuck did this black bitch think she was. Mandy sneered at him contemptuously. "Who the fuck you looking at like that white boy," Mandy spat. Mark's blaze diminished. Mandy stared him down. Then she smacked his cheek hard. "O k. I will do what you want, but don't hit or insult me, please!" he pleaded. "Oh yeah!" she sneered contemptuously and slapped him hard across the face again, making him see stars. "I will do what the fuck I want with you. You are my fucking whore!" She slapped him again, and again, showing him who was boss. The big white man whimpered like a little dog.. Hunters and Predators Pt. 04 He whimpered and averted his eyes. He succumbed to the dominant black woman. Mandy made him eat her tits till they were all shiny with his saliva. She was wanking his dick enough to keep him hard but not letting him cumm. He found himself wantonly sucking on her tits and chewing on them. As Mandy moaned, his lust to please her knew no bounds. He ate her tits slavishly. Mandy moved her ass to the edge of the bed and made him kneel on the floor. "Eat my pussy." She grabbed him by the hair and yanked Mark into her pussy. His eyes were filled with her silky brown mons and her winking gash. He trembled. "i don't know how to do it." "You don't know how to eat pussy. Gees. Fucking jerk. I will teach you. "Open them jaws and take it all in your mouth," she commanded and yanked impatiently on his hair. She plastered her wet, dripping gash onto his lips. The smell of her cunt filled his nostrils like a thick perfume, intoxicating him. He opened his mouth wide to engulf her big, fat, black vagina. Her copious, salty, tasty juices poured into his mouth. Mandy grunted huskily and grabbed the back of his head in both hands, locking the fingers together. Her powerful arms yanked him deep into her pussy, pressing his nose in her mons. Though he was bigger and stronger than Mandy, Mark felt like a powerless piece of junk. Something about the dominant, rude, aggressive black woman was making him feel like her slave. He wanted to obey her. And please her. "Now kiss it gently, tenderly and lovingly like you are kissing your wife's mouth. Suck them up boy. Lemme hear you slurping and sucking real loud." He worked his jaws, chewing on her pussy softly, sending his lips and tongue slid all over the soft, salty folds of her pussy. He couldn't get enough of her tasty juices. He sucked them like a vacuum. Mandy pulled back and told him to latch his lips onto a pussy lip and suck on it, pulling it and stretching it lewdly, then let it snap back. Then she made him burrow his long tongue into her cunt and suck the piss out of her pussy. Mark felt a perverted joy that made moans escape him as he sucked up her slimy pussy lips and slurped and sucked away. "Yeah, that's it white boy. Lick that black fucking pussy. Slide that tongue all over my cunt. Don't leave any spot untouched. Make me happy, bitch! Do it!" Mark slid his tongue up and down her gash. He took her thick ass cheeks in his hands and held her tasty pussy up like a platter as he licked and sucked her greedily, drinking up the torrents of juice the excited black woman was producing. "Ah yes. That's it Mark. Look into my eyes while you stick that tongue deep in me. Tongue fuck my pussy boy!" Mark was gripped by a wanton, carnal lust. Humiliation and shame washed over him, but he could not stop tonguing her. He lapped away at her pussy like a greedy, starving Labrador. The black woman was feeling exhilarated. She was loving dominating and humiliating Mark and making him her fuck slut. She smacked and clouted him, then she stroked his head like a good dog as she rolled her hips around his hot tongue, feeling electricity ripping through her pussy. A wild, wanton lust gripped her and she sank her hands into the sides of his head. "Slide your middle finger up my pussy and eat my clit." she grunted gutturally. Mark slid his middle finger up in her fuck whole and it was sucked in. "Fuck it in and out and stroke the roof, and suck that fucking clit." As he complied, Mandy started tortuously grinding her pussy on his mouth. Her face became a fierce grimace and her dark eyes blazed down into his. Suddenly, she gasped sharply and froze, except for her hands that were moving his head, rubbing her clit onto his sucking mouth. "Ah!!! Fuck! That's it! I'm cumming all over that face, white boy!" her body was ripped with violent jerks and shudders. Mark felt pleased and kept sucking and finger fucking her frenziedly, gasping and groaning into her cunt as the black woman used him for her pleasure. Finally, Mandy fell back onto the table, gasping and cooing. Mark remained kneeling uncertainly, his eyes glued onto her dripping, contracting pussy. "That was good boy. Now I need my ass licked..." Mandy told him and he gasped. The black woman smiled nastily and as she hooked her hands on the insides of her knees and pulled them into her chest, spreading her pussy and ass. "Kiss my black ass, white boy. Give it a nice, wet, loving kiss." Another wave of shame washed over Mark even as his wanton lust intensified. He felt as if he had no more control over himself. Mandy was in charge of him and no one could rescue him, not even his girlfriend. He dutifully dipped his face into her butt crack and kissed her puckered hole. "Come on, you can do better than that. Press them lips in and give me a bunch of nice, sweet deep, wet loving kisses. Just think its your girlfriend's mouth, man." Mark did it. He kissed her ass slavishly, again and again. He found his lips opening up and his tongue stroked her hole. He felt so humiliated and yet so content. He would purse his lips to kiss her hole, then he would lick it lingeringly. "Yes! That's much better. Shove your face between my butt cheeks and lick my crack till I'm all wet and clean." Mandy grabbed his hair in one hand whilst the other returned to her engorged clit as Mark licked her with increasing vigor. His tongue darted and swabbed all over her brown cheeks greedily, lapping away like a dog as Mandy moaned and writhed. He sucked on her soft, dark flesh and chewed it with wanton lust, groaning. Mandy rolled her hips, making him lick every little part of it. The heat of his tongue in her crack was driving her insane. "Fuck!!!! Slide your tongue into my asshole. Slide it deep inside." For a second, Mark froze. But his tongue was already nudging her hole, teasing it to open. Then he slid it inside and the acrid taste of her hole hit his buds. He moaned like it was so tasty, feeling goose bumps of exhilaration break out all over his skin. "Yesssss!!!! Fuck it in and out. And look into my eyes, cunt!" Mandy growled through clenched teeth. Her hand whipped in blur on her clit. She made a sharp intake of breath and held it in, her belly muscles tensing mightily. Her face turned into a fierce grimace. Mark could tell she was about to cum again and his wanton arousal made him tongue fuck her frenziedly, as if he was trying to shove his whole head into her ass. "Ahhhh!!!!! Fuck yeah!!!!" Mandy bawled as a violent orgasm ripped through her. She frigged her pussy harder and harder as her asshole clenched around Mark's tongue, but he kept on tonguing her. The black woman suddenly squirted into his face several times. Then she finally sank back onto the table, heaving and gasping for breath. Mark gazed at her like a good slave watching his master sleep. Then he looked at a wall clock and said, "Excuse me Mandy. I should really be going home." "You're not going anywhere. I love feeling your tongue in my ass. Do it again," Mandy rolled onto her hands and knees. She put her face down and her big, brown ass up. Her hands reached up to sink into her round buns and she pulled them wide apart, leaving her well licked asshole winking at him. She told Mark to slide two digits up in her pussy and finger fuck her as he tongue fucked her black ass again. Mark was glad the music was loud as Mandy moaned feverishly, pushing her ass back on his tongue and digits. Her lusty hips rolled round and round as she enjoyed a type of massage his wife had no idea that he was giving. He felt another pang of shame and humiliation, and guilt but his tongue felt so good in her hole and his fingers loved being in her hot, wet, tight hole so much. "Do it faster now!" Mandy growled huskily and he started working her frenziedly, plastering his lips to her hole and slithering his tongue deep into her rectum. Mandy was frigging her clit feverishly crying aloud. Suddenly, she was jerking and rearing wildly. Mark held on tightly to her hips and kept frigging and sucking her ass as she had her most violent orgasm. The black woman finally sank back on the bed, sweating profusely and breathing in long, loud moans. Mark realized that his wrist and his jaw were sore. He worked his mouth as he stroked his jaw. Then he brought his fingers to his lips and licked her juices off them Mandy yanked Mark to her by his cock. "I bet your balls are full of cum huh. I want you to empty them in my mouth," she smiled nastily. "Its not because I wanna suck your dick, yunno. There used to be this Chinese queen in the old days. She used to keep a bunch of fit, healthy young men like you, and their job was to wank and cumm in cups, so she could drink their sperm. Sperm is nutritious and life giving. She lived to a very old age. If you produce a good amount of cum, I might keep you as my cum cow." She said, grabbing his cock. "Frig my clit. Rub it real nice and fast!" Now, Mandy was wanking his cock with a hand made slick with massage oil as she rolled his balls. Her soft, wet lips were clamped around his excited, turgid dick head and she was working it with her hot, turgid mouth. As he rubbed her engorged clit vigorously, she would moan sharply around his cock and her body would jerk violently. Then she started fucking his hand, her body jack knifing as she simultaneously threw her lips at his cock. Her lust and arousal were so infectious and Mark had never felt so horny. His dick had never been that hard and he felt like his balls were bursting with cumm. The last vestiges of his pride were urging Mark to deny her his cum, but she was working magic on him. And it was such an arousing sight to see his pale cock buried between her dark, thick lips. His hips started rolling of their own accord. Mandy's head bobbed back and forth, a fiery light burning in her eyes. She drooled and dribbled all over his cock, as her tongue caused incensing sensations on his dick. "Ahhh!!!" he grunted sharply. Melinda grunted back and her eyes locked his and her mouth sucked his dick like a vacuum. Her hand whipped back and forth in blur on his cock. "Ahhhh!" he grunted again. "Uh huh! Uh huh!" Mandy groaned huskily, smiling around his cock. Then Mark's balls were ripped by a violent explosion. His cock reared and spurted thick gobs of cumm into her mouth, one after the other. Bright, shattering explosions ripped through his head and his hips jerked violently, but Mandy held on to his cock tenaciously, groaning deeply as she gulped his semen down hungrily, blast after blast. She milked his cock and rolled his balls till she had drained him empty. She pulled her lips off his cock with a loud plop and smiled sweetly. She then made him lick her lips and taste his own cumm. Mandy used Mark for several hours. She sat on his face and fucked his mouth, nose and tongue. She humiliated him, smacking his face and head and spitting on him, and hitting him with anything she could grab and Mark let her. He enjoyed being used and debased by the black woman. Realizing he was really such a big softy, Mandy got a strap on, with a huge black dildo and fucked him up the ass with it. Mark came yet again. When she took him to the bathroom and told him to open his mouth and drink his pee, he did so. She finally felt disgusted with him and told him to get dressed and get lost. "Don't call me, I will call you," she told him. Chapter 9 Things moved very fast. Chad hired a shameless, sleazy, cheesy, white private investigator from about town, who specialized in busting cheating spouses. It was almost ironic that he was a good friend of Mark's. Therefore he knew quite well that Mark was fucking whores on out of town trips. Chad offered him a lot of money and the guy would have sold his soul for less. Since time was of essence, he immediately invited Mark to a week end out of town and they fucked several prostitutes together, something the private eye captured graphically, on Camera. The film could not have been more damning. Mark was filmed sucking and ass-licking three cheap whores. Then they fucked him up the ass with a strap on dildo and made him taste his ass. Mark was invited to a meeting with Sean. The white husband wondered why two burly men in dark suits and sunglasses, one white, one Chinese, were standing besides Sean. Sean said they were his business associates. Sean immediately got to the point. "Listen Mark, this is an uncomfortable situation for me. But, Angie is coming to work for me." "What!" Mark exploded. "How come I don't know anything about it! No such thing will happen buddy." "Oh, definitely. And you know what, I want you out of the picture. I want you to divorce Angie. She will keep the kids and the house! She is now my bitch you see, she really loves sucking on my big, black cock. And she says its much bigger and better than yours. If you don't believe me look," Sean tossed Mark some glossy prints. One showed Angie's stretched, drooling lips gaping around a huge black cock. The next showed Angie smiling into the Camera, with Sean's huge, black cock jutting out of her stretched asshole. There were a couple more photos but Mark had seen enough. The irate husband jumped up and charged blindly at Sean. He wanted to murder the black man instantly. However, the two burly business associates in dark suites caught him and pushed him against the wall. Then they beat the shit out of him and kicked his ass just to give him a taste of what could happen. "I have something you need to see Mark." Sean then switched on an LCD screen and it was soon filled with images of Mark licking the cheap whores' asses and getting dildo fucked. Mark went pale and red at the same time and started stuttering. The associates remained emotionless but Sean laughed. "Listen Mark, any judge would grant Angie a generous divorce settlement. I mean, you are endangering her life and that of your kids, with unprotected anal sex with hookers. And anal sex is not even legal in this state. You are history buddy. I could run you out of town with nothing, but I am a nice guy. I will give you 100k. But you gotta earn it. Do you want to? You just have to star in a short little film." As Sean got his camera, like Spike Lee, Mandy then came in and she bitch slapped Mark and made her lick her boots. He found himself obeying, for he had no spine, that white husband. She made him suck the piss out of her pussy and the shit out of her ass right there and then. Then he was made to suck Sean's big, black cock. Sean told him he had not washed it, since fucking his wife's holes with it. Indeed it was caked with something and Mark was made to lick it clean and suck Sean's balls and ass till the black man finally came in his mouth and sprayed his face. He was then told to scoop up the cumm and lick it off his fingers like a little whore. Mark did it, moaning with relish. The two so called business associates were not only thugs and shit kickers, they had been in jail several times and only had one thing to do with submissive cowards. They took their long cocks out and fucked Mark's face and then his ass. They double teamed him and used him like a whore. At first he was told to pretend to love it, but after just a short while, he loved it tremendously. The number one shot of the day showed the white husband moaning with two dicks in his ass, at once. He was shot in the face and left covered in cum. Mark was shocked as he heard Sean clearly giving instructions for the tape to be copied, edited and shown all over town. All other faces, except Mark's were to be cut out. And there had to be several close ups of his mouth and ass full of dicks and dildo, as well as his tongue in asses, both black and white, male and female. Mark gasped sharply. That meant he had to race against time and leave town fast. "Sign the divorce papers and I will give you a check for 20 k," Sean said. "But, you said 100k!" he whimpered. "I didn't know you were gonna enjoy sucking dick so much, you fag. Now, head out of town. Or my associates here will dismantle your ass. Guys, give him another taste, please" Mark was bashed again. He whimpered like a dog, took the money. He did try to linger around town a bit, but in a few hours, the tapes were leaked extensively all over town. Mark was disgraced and became laughing stock. He could not even show his face anywhere. Nobody would even shake his hand, and several groups of people were looking for him, the sheriff wanted to arrest him, the KKK wanted to crucify him and burn him in his front yard. However, to be fair and honest, most of the white guys were being hypocrites, for secretly, they were all wanking to the DVD and identifying fully with Mark's role. Mark left town that night, never to be seen again. Some say he started a business with the cash, a tuck shop or something, and grew prosperous. However, most believe that he spent it all on cheap hookers and ended as a wino on welfare. Epilogue Angie was sad that Mark was gone without a trace. But she was also relieved since she was pregnant and Sean was the father. He asked her how she felt about having a brown baby and she said she was ecstatic. Sean said he would be taking her and the kids on Holiday. He told her he wanted her by his side and she felt so happy. She said if he took her kids too, she would be his, forever. He said alright, but they would not be his heirs, and as long as they didn't join the KKK it was o k. When Angie found out that Mandy and Bri were also carrying Sean's seed, she felt jealous. Then she shrugged. She realized that Sean was not like her white ex husband, who did not even have enough dick for one woman. Sean had a big, black cock, and she felt honored to have access to it, but it was obvious she had to share it. After leaving her kids with a baby sitter, Angie joined Sean, Chad, Mandy and Bri for a final supper before they all flew to New York. She would be joining Sean later. After a tasty, hearty supper washed down with several bottles of wine they all relaxed in Sean's living room. Chad fired up blunts and gave everyone one as Mandy put on some Al Green and started moving sensuously to the cool vibes. Sean slipped off his t-shirt, revealing his muscular torso and slumped onto a three seater couch and Chad sat down next to him. Angie sat down next to Bri. Mandy was wearing a short, pleated, blue gray and white school girl skirt and a sleeveless tie top that held up her thick breasts proudly. Her face was lightly made up. She swayed to Al Green as she untied her top and shrugged it off her shoulders, leaving her big breasts free. Then she undid her skirt and shrugged it down her hips. It dropped to the floor. She stood naked before them. "I am so wet," she moaned seductively and started stroking her cunt before them. Her fingers were soon gleaming with wetness. Smiling mischievously at the two men who were eying her, she slid onto the couch between them. She laid her head on Sean's lap and her thighs on Chad's. Mandy started stroking Sean's cock and Angie nearly died with jealous. Chad licked his fingers and they descended to Mandy's pussy as she opened Sean's longs and fished his cock out. As Chad's pale fingers expertly worked her shaved, dark pussy, Mandy lowered her head to Sean's cock and she wrapped her long tongue around his dick head. He groaned as she vacuumed him into her hot mouth. "Excuse me Sean!" Angie said. "Oh don't get jealous, Hon," Mandy said and winked at Bri. "Sweet heart, why don't you eat her little pussy and get it all wet." "No!" Angie gasped, going red. "I think I should go." "Angie, take off your clothes and spread your thighs for Bri. Do it right now." Sean told her as Mandy sucked his dick, and Angie couldn't believe that she obeyed. Chad pulled off his longs and t-shirt and slid onto his knees. His handsome face descended to Mandy's cunt and he started licking the black woman tenderly. His long, soft, hot wet tongue caressed her pussy, sliding into her slit and teasing her dark lips. Mandy moaned around Sean's dick as it grew long and hard in her sucking mouth. She cupped his balls and pulled and squeezed on them, making him roll his hips. Sean took her long, dark hair in a tight grip and used it to pump her face up and down his cock. Mandy rolled her hips on Chad's tongue as he feasted on her pussy. Hunters and Predators Pt. 04 Meanwhile, Bri stripped Angie naked and pushed the strawberry blond back on the couch. Ever since Mandy had introduced her to pussy, Bri could not stop eating and sucking. She preferred Mandy's dark chocolate pussy, but Mandy had told her to obey whatever she was told. And she did like Angie, therefore she did her best to eat her pussy wonderfully. Her hot little tongue slid up and down Angie's wet, pink slit as the elderly woman blushed but moaned with lust. Bri was soon sucking on Angie's engorged clit whilst finger fucking her exquisitely. Angie realized that the wild, perverted situation was driving her wild with arousal. She let herself go and her juices flowed in torrents into Bri's sucking mouth as she humped her pretty, young face. Mandy pulled her mouth off Sean's dick with a loud pop. She slid astride him, with her back to him. "Put this big fucking Nigga cock inside me, white boy," she said to Chad. Angie couldn't believe it as Chad knelt between Sean's parted thighs and picked up his cock in both hands. He stroked it tenderly, running his hands off the tip. He slid his lips over the thick, dark head and Angie felt shock as she saw him sucking on a black cock. She blushed as she noticed that Mandy and Sean were looking at her with amused smiles. "Wassup, Angie?" Sean asked. "He, he is sucking your dick. Are you gay?" "You tell me." Sean laughed. "But, why are you letting him..." her eyes were bulging, seeing Chad deep throating Sean with greed and hunger. "He is a white boy. Its his place, on his knees, sucking on a big, black cock. Isn't it, Chad?" Chad nodded and kept sucking, till Mandy finally tapped his head. Reluctantly, he pulled his lips off Sean's dick and brought it to Mandy's dripping slit and lodged it in the opening. Mandy rasped as she slowly sank down on Sean's pole until she had swallowed him up in her pussy. "Don't move Sean. Just rock me back and forth. And please be so sweet and suck my clit again Chad." "With pleasure hon," Chad said huskily, gazing at where their dark genitals were joined. He cupped Sean's big, dark balls in his pale hand and started rolling and stroking them. He licked his lips greedily, and his lust covered face descended to Mandy's clit. Mandy cupped his face and led him to her swollen nub. She pulled his soft, wet lips onto it and sighed. Chad began flicking her with his tongue and showering her clit with kisses. Mandy moaned and started rolling her hips round and round. Angie found the scene so astonishingly sexy. Mandy's passion built up in intensity till she wanted to ride Sean's cock lustily. She pushed Chad's face downwards. "Eat his black balls. I wanna see you suck those big, black balls while I ride the skin off his cock..." Chad only groaned with lust and dipped his face to Sean's balls that were in his palm. He snaked his hot, wet tongue around them, making Sean moan. Chad groaned with carnal lust and vacuumed one big, fat, black ball into his mouth and sucked on it, moaning with relish. He began to feast on Sean's balls with an insatiable appetite, slurping and smacking and groaning away loudly. Angie gazed at Mandy bouncing up and down on Sean's cock lustily, and then at Chad licking his balls. The sight always turned her on so much. She felt her orgasm rushing to meet her and fucked Bri's tongue faster as Mandy fucked Sean harder. Bubbles broke out all over her skin. As tiny fireworks exploded in her pussy, Angie grabbed Bri's head and buried her face in her cunt, humping her furiously as she came all over her face. Bri rose from between Angie's thighs and her face was shiny with Angie's juices. She hugged her and kissed her on the mouth as Mandy screamed the house down, cumming all over Sean's dick. Slowly, she pulled her pussy off Sean's cock, leaving it rearing. "Go on Chad. Here is my reward to you for being such a good boy. Taste my pussy off his cock." Chad eagerly licked the thick, dark shaft, lapping up Mandy's juices. Then he moved to the head and gave it long, lingering, wet kisses. As Sean groaned, he slid his lips over the turgid tool and vacuumed it into his mouth. Mandy slid her dark hand into Chad's long, blond hair and stroked his scalp lovingly. "Damn! That's hot! Suck his dick Chad. Go ahead. That's a good boy!" Chad moaned with a mouth full of black dick. He started bobbing his head and his pink, wet lips slid up and down Sean's thick, veined black cock. He sucked him wetly, slurping loudly and moaning constantly. Mandy then motioned for Angie to come and take her place. Angie could not believe it. She felt so embarrassed as Chad looked straight into her pussy, and guided Sean's big, black cock, that he was stroking so lovingly, straight into her. But as she felt Sean in her, her lust began to rise rapidly, making her forget everything else. Angie started riding Sean's cock smoothly, rhythmically, relishing feeling his thick pole slide in and out of her. When Chad latched his lips onto her clit and started flicking her with his agile tongue, Angie had her first orgasm of the hour, then another. The scene was simply so perverted and so hot. "Oh fuck! That's hot!" Angie cried. She looked over at Angie and saw her sitting on Bri's face, making the blond eat her black pussy and ass. Angie's mouth watered. "Stand up for a sec and let suck your pussy," Mandy and said and Angie blushed crimson, but she felt so excited. She stood over Cad and lowered her cunt onto his mouth. "Suck my pussy and taste Sean's dick, she said to him. Chad opened his mouth and started lapping away eagerly, sucking up her copious juices, for she was so wet now. His hand kept stroking Sean's dick as he ate Angie. Angie liked the whole set up. It was simply perfect and right, for her to ride a black cock, and have a white man on his knees, catering to their genitals with his mouth. She felt so exhilarated she humped Chad's face and then returned her pussy to Sean's dick. She held Chad's head and kept his lips clamped to her clit as she slowly rode up and down Sean's cock, tortuously grinding her clit into Chad pink lips until she came again. Bri came and tapped Angie's shoulder and said it was time to switch, she also wanted black cock. Sean flipped Bri onto her back and rammed his cock deep into her cunt. She winced for a second, then she wrapped her arms and legs around him and started fucking him back spiritedly. "Come here darling, lemme feed you some black chocolate pussy," Mandy cooed in Angie's ear and pulled her into her arms. The tow of them rolled onto a sofa. Angie's heart hammered in her chest and she tried to push Mandy back. "No! I am not into girls. I don't do that..." "Yeah right, after letting Bri eat you. Come here, bitch! Don't make me have to set that ass straight." Mandy covered Angie's lips with hers. As the black woman's tongue slid into her mouth, Angie felt her resistance crumbling. She melted into Mandy's hot, soft arms and kissed her back lustily. They stroked and caressed each other, their heads getting woozy. Then Mandy pulled her on her lap and fed her her big, black tits as she fingered her pussy and made her cumm. Mandy made Angie lick her pussy from her fingers and then she pushed her down and made her worship her cocoa brown cunt with her pink mouth. Angie had never done such a thing, but she loved the taste of Mandy's salty, musky pussy. She lapped away at her pussy like a cat lapping milk. Mandy took her head in her hands and directed her movements, telling her how to eat her. Angie sucked her feverishly and greedily. She couldn't get enough. When the black woman started to moan and cry with immense pleasure, she felt so proud that her face was beaming. When Mandy came on her tongue and squirted in her face, Angie was so overjoyed. Meanwhile, Sean was fucking Bri as Chad palmed and stroked his big black balls, coaxing them to reward her pussy. As the lusty blond fucked him zealously, rushing to her orgasm, Sean lunged into her again and again. Bri came crying and screaming under him, threshing like a young, lusty, zealous beast. Sean felt his balls tighten. He buried his dick inside her. His balls contracted in Chad's stroking hand and he spurted his cum angrily into her squeezing pussy. As he finally rolled off her, pulling his cock out with a loud plop, her cunt was gaping and leaking thick, creamy cumm. Chad eased between her parted thighs and lapped up the gooey mess eagerly. Mandy was so horny she grabbed his head and fucked his face lustily, smearing him all over with cumm and pussy juices as he lapped and sucked away greedily. Sean lit a fat blunt and puffed away, stroking Chad's head as he cleaned up Mandy and gorged himself. Sean then slid his lolling cock into Chad's mouth and the blond guy sucked him eagerly. The black man eased onto the couch and raised his legs. "Suck my ass Chad. Lemme feel that sweet lil tongue of yours white boy." "With pleasure," Chad moaned and dove into Sean's ass. He pulled his cheeks apart and slid his tongue into his crack, licking him all the way up and down. All three women watched him worship the black man's genitals. The three women joined the guys, sucking and sharing Sean's cock between them as Chad slurped away at his asshole, slithering his long tongue in and out. Sean fucked the girls in a variety of ways, and Chad sucked his dick and ate his ass at every opportunity. He came inside each woman and Chad cleaned them up with his mouth. Angie soon realized that Chad was there to be used and made to lick and suck. Sean fucked the girls, but Chad only sucked pussy, cock and ass, and he seemed to be completely satisfied with his role. She therefore allowed him to lick her hole and even farted in his face. When Mandy told her that if she wanted to, she could take the white boy to the bathroom and piss in his mouth, Angie said she would remember that. When the girls were well serviced, Mandy asked Angie if she wanted to see Sean fuck Chad's ass. "What! No! You are joking." Angie could not believe it. "Yeah. He is a pussy boy for black cock! Let me get the jell." Sean stood over Chad feeding his cock into the kneeling blond's hungry mouth. He fucked his face as Chad sucked him eagerly, wanking and stroking his hard black cock. Mandy returned with some lube and fed it into Chad's hole. Chad bent over and offered Sean his ass. "Please fuck me Sean. I need to feel your big black cock in my tight little asshole" he begged, wanking his cock. Sean knelt behind Chad and Mandy fed his cock into his asshole. Sean pushed it in all the way and Chad moaned with pleasure. "Fuck him Sean. Fuck his pale ass." "Yes please Sean. You know I love it." "Then take it, pussy boy!" Sean grabbed Chad's hips and fucked his ass. His big, black cock stretched his tiny, pink hole as he fucked him leisurely at first. Then he stepped up the tempo and fucked him harder and faster. "Oh yes. Fuck me Sean! Fuck my ass!" "Yeah! Take that black dick!" Mandy growled, slapping his ass cheeks. She grabbed his hard pink cock and wanked it. Chad gasped and came all over her hand. He sprayed the carpet causing a puddle. Sean sank back on the couch and cleaned his hard cock in Chad's mouth, making him taste his own ass. Chad was ecstatic, running his pale fingers up and down the dark, shiny shaft as he licked it clean. "Its all yours Chad. Suck that black mother fucker and make it spray!" Mandy said huskily. The girls frigged their cunts watching as Chad sucked the bi, black dick with a voracious appetite. Mandy felt so excited and her pussy was on fire. She grabbed Chad's hair and banged his head away on Sean's cock as the black man humped the blond's mouth lustily. "Shoot him Sean. Spray that black dick in his face. Shoot the white boy! Damn! I'm cumming all over my fingers!" Sean growled and buried his cock deep in Chad's mouth. Then his balls exploded and he sprayed the white man's face with his cumm. After the others were gone, Angie snuggled up to Sean in his bed and kissed him. She wanted to be his woman. He was a real man, not those wishy washy white boys she had always known. Like Chad, there was only one place they belonged, on their knees, and there was only one thing that belonged in their mouths, BBC, and not the British Broadcasting Corporation, by the way. "So, you are really out the game?" Mandy asked Sean. They were cruising at 8 kilometers altitude. Chad had put the jet on auto pilot. He was sucking Sean's dick as Bri fed on Mandy's pussy, loudly, wetly. "Yeah, I am out the game," Sean replied. "I can't wait for my woman to come and join me." "Maybe I am leaving the game too. I mean, I got one nice little bitch, two babies on the way. Mm." Mandy and Sean did not talk much for a while, and neither did Chad and Bri, for the mouths of the two blonds were filled with black genitals. The two really planned on leaving the game, but for starters, Mandy left her pussy juices all over Bri's pretty young face as Sean a thick amount of cumm in Chad's throat. Chad and Bri were like two happy, squealing little pigs.