5 comments/ 36071 views/ 41 favorites Black Bred Celeb 01: Cassie Lane By: alysonbraid 1. Cassandra Lane. America's sweetheart. Her filmography included a dozen movies as the most popular a child starlet since Shirley temple and one of the hottest streaks of young adult mega hits. Ever since she had been cast as Super girl in the most expensive summer blockbuster ever made, the young darling from Northern California had become the hottest barley legal star in the world. What do people love about Cassie? Well, natural dirty-blond hair waved down back, with an adorable set of bangs across her forehead, put puffy young lips that didn't even really need lipstick, and big almond colored eyes that radiated with youth and innocence. Playing Super girl also gave her the world record for highest paid eighteen year old actress of all time. Even with all this fame, this wealth, this love, Cassie had avoided the pitfalls of so many girls in her profession. Succumbing to drinking, partying, even drugs, those things weren't for Cassie. Cassie was raised right. The daughter of a Minister and a Plastic surgeon Cassie had grown up with an appreciation for natural beauty, and Jesus. The wind blows past her face as the crane carries her across the green screen. She really does feel like super girl, especially when she's in the arms of Batman, or should she say? Manning Latemn. A twenty-eight year old super hunk that Cassie had been harboring a crush on since the controversial announcement of a blond haired blue eyed Caped Crusader. She's wearing a blue uni with tall, knee high red boots muscular forearm wrapping around her waist as they fly though the sky together. She looked up into his big blue eyes and smiled right on cue as Manning landed back on the ground, Cassie's feet being set down by the hunk in the black and grey costume. She looked deep past his cowl into his blue eyes. She felt his arm slide out from around her and was awoken out of dreamily state by the Director's yell of "Cut!" "That's a wrap for today, Cassie, Manning, great work. We'll pick up here tomorrow." "Oh, that's it for today?" Cassie whined. Manning removed his Cowl, "Great work everyone, especially you kid," He gave Cassie a wink that made her knee's go weak. Cassie was disappointed. The next scene that she would be shooting with Manning was one she had been looking forward too ever since she heard that the hunk had been caste opposite her. The kissing scene. This is a BIG deal for Cassie. It's a big deal because for the first eighteen year's of her life Cassie parent's not only made sure to keep her away from the seedier elements of the industry, they also made sure to keep her away from the boys. Cassie had been forbidden to date all throughout high school and had no experience with romance at all. She's never even kissed a boy, much less have one's arms wrapped around her while flying though the sky. Since this is the first movie she's staring in since turning eighteen that meant it was her first shoot that didn't require parental supervision. While Cassie had always loved having such a close relationship with her family, and had always taken security in the knowledge that if anything went wrong her Dad or any of her three older brothers would be just a few feet away, watching over her like a guardian angel. Being able to work on her own, as an adult, was a new level of responsibility that gave her one of the greatest rushes of her young life. Cassie almost can't stand the thought of having to wait another day to do the next scene. The idea that her very first kiss ever wouldn't just be with a super hunk dressed as Batman, but it would be on screen, for all the world to see. It gave her such a rush that her young soul couldn't explain. Manning reaches up and gently caresses some hair out of her face with his black gloved hand, "Guess I'll have to get that kiss tomorrow." He smiles. "Yeah, I guess so," Cassie blushes and turns her head away. 2. Cassie was such a hot name that she was actually given second billing on the movie's poster, right under Manning's, and that's with a star studded cast featuring Matthew Machoneghy as Superman, Jennifer Lawrence as Wonder Woman and Riley Monroe as Cat Woman The fact that Cassie got billing over Riley Monroe, the biggest pop star on the planet, shocked her so much that she had ended up feeling horrible. Like she didn't deserve it. So whenever she had a scene with Riley she made sure to treat her as nice as possible, she couldn't stand the thought of someone thinking ill of her. Riley was two inches taller, and two years older then Cassie, platinum blond hair, cropped almost competently done on one side of her head with the mass of it combed into long pointed bangs over her left eye. Green mascara and blood red lipstick, even when she didn't have a scene to shoot that day. The only time she was wearing something more revealing than her cat-woman costume was what she wore off stage. Riley struts across the set in a lime green mini tress that hug tight to her body, fish net stockings ran up her legs. Her fingernails are painted blood red, all equal length save for the middle finger on her left hand, it was just a bit longer and sharpened to a point instead of flat across like the rest. After finishing a scene and changing she walked up to Cassie backstage in her matching green five in spiked heels. Cassie is sitting on a couch from an apartment sat finishing up some of her homework. It was July but Cassie knew even though she had plenty of money, she still needed to learn to take care of herself if the worst happened. So she was taking early class in summer to get a head start on School next semester. Cassie's financial future however, was more then protected. Every penny she's ever made has been handled by her father. He had invested the money she earned as a child start into one of the safest portfolio's in the market. Cassie trusted her father with her money so much that as soon as she cached her signing bonus for her role as Super girl she immediately handed her entire payment right to Daddy's hands. He would always take care of her. No matter what. "What are you up too?" Riley asks taking a seat next to Cassie crossing her legs. "Oh, just finishing up some homework." "Ugh, I almost feel like I'm about to offer you charity." "What do you mean?" "Well, the studio thinks it would be good press if the two of us were scene out together. So I'm taking you clubbing." Riley licks her lips. "Clubbing? Gee, I've never been to a club before. I don't think I'm allowed, I'm only eighteen." "You can get into a club when you're eighteen." "You can?" "You can when you're as hot as us!" Riley laughs. "But Riley, I have to much homework to do, and we start shooting at six A.M. tomorrow and I have to get my beauty sleep." "What, you are no fucking fun, you need to cut lose. You're going clubbing with me and that's final." "But Riley, my homework. That and my Dad doesn't like it when I stay out late. At least I don't think he would like it, I've never stayed out late." "Oh my god, you're coming, that's final." Riley reaches over and picks up Cassie's smart phone. Her deep red fingernails begin to tap against the screen as she types out a text message. "Dear Daddy, not coming home tonight. Out getting fucked. SEND" "WHAT! Riley how could do that! Do you have any idea how pissed my dad would be!" "That's the point, now he wont be so angry when he finds out you just hit a club." "What, oh, I mean, I guess that makes sense. Can I just have my phone back? I'll go okay." Cassie asks closing her books. "You'll get it back when you earn it back." Riley smiles as she slides the phone between her pushed up breasts. "Earn it? What do you mean earn it?" Cassie asked. "You need to have a good time tonight," Riley licked her lips, "I'm gonna make sure of it." Cassie blushed "You are? I mean, I guess doing something new can be fun. Where is it." "It's downtown, don't worry, you'll love it. Manning goes there all the time." Cassie's interest peaked, "Really? Do you think we might, you know, see him there." Riley smiled, "Well, maybe. Who knows, maybe you two can get do a little private rehearsal of your big kiss tomorrow." "Golly, do you think so?" Cassie's face lit up, "I mean, that might be cool, yeah I guess I can go." "Mmm, I knew you'd come around, but there's just no way you're getting into a club dressed like that." Riley mocks Cassie's sensible capris and white blouse, "And flats, ewe." "What," Cassie looks down at her clothing, "What's wrong with my outfit, I think it's cute." "Ugh, that's the problem, it's cute." Riley stands up and heads across set to a clothing rack, "You don't need cute," she says as she starts to piece together an outfit for her costar, "We need to get you in something sexy." "Sexy? I don't know, my Dad doesn't really approve of me dressing like, well you know, like." "Like me?" Riley says, walking back to Cassie with a colorful armful of clothing. "Well yeah," Cassie's Dad had become very hesitant about Cassie doing this movie once he found out that one of co-star's would be the same girl who made headlines for masturbating live on stage at the VMA awards. In fact, he had warned Cassie to stay as far away from Riley as she could. He thought that she might be a bad influence on her. But Cassie's a grown woman, she's eighteen years old and that means she's old enough to make her own decisions. Maybe it wouldn't be the end of the world if she went out for a night. It's not like she was planning to do drugs or get into any trouble. She was just going to go dancing with a friend, totally harmless. And maybe if she met Manning there, hit it off, danced a little with him, well maybe that wouldn't be the end of the world either. Sure, Riley had a reputation, a really naughty reputation, but most of that had to just be for show right? Pop stars always play up their image to be a bit more fantastic then they are in real life. There's nothing wrong with a pair of girls hitting a club and dancing the night away. What could possibly go wrong. 3. Riley shoved the armful of clothes into Cassie's arms. She grabbed the blond's shoulders and pushed her into a dressing room, "Now don't come out until you're all changed for a night on the town." "Ummm, Riley, are you sure you gave me enough clothes?" Cassie asks as she lays out the skimpy outfit that Riley gave her. "Oh yeah, trust me, you're going to look hot as fuck in that." "Hot, oh, well okay." Cassie undid her Capri pants and slid out of them leaving on her cotton white panties. "And make sure you wear the whole ensemble, the panties too?" "The panties?" Cassie asked through the door as she held up the thin, spaghetti strap G-string thong. "I don't know about this, I've never worn anything like this before." "Trust me, it's an ensemble, you have to wear all of it together or it wont look right. It's going to look great on you, trust me." Cassie shrugged as she put the thong to the side and removed her shirt. "And that top shows off your shoulders, so make sure you take your bra off too." "Oh gosh Riley." Cassie said as she took off her white B-28 cup bra and tossing it aside before her trembling hands took down her white cotton panties. The lace of the black G-string tickled her snow white string bean legs as she pulled it up her thighs. She let out a little "Oh," as the satin crotch of the underwear tucked into her young womanhood. "Wow these don't cover anything." She said as she picked up the Skirt Riley picked out for her. A hot pink PVC miniskirt that went halfway down upper thigh. It was tight around her waist, so tight that she could barley move her legs, and when she did the skirt was tugged up high enough to just barley flash the crotch of her black thong. Riley's outfit also came with two thin black sheer stockings that were only long enough to go halfway past her knee. Even standing there alone in the dressing room Cassie felt exposed, dirty, in the kind of raunchy clothing that her Daddy would kill her for wearing. She quickly threw the top over her head and squeezed into it. It's a black Tank top with the phrase "Daddy's Girl" written across the front in cursive pink sequin letters. Knock-Knock. "Cassie honey, are you almost done in there?" "Yeah, just a minute." Cassie said as she tried to tug her skirt down to a somewhat modest length. She opened the door and stepped out in-front of Riley, "I mean, its' definitely different, but don't you think that this is a little much?" She asked. "Oh no, you look perfect!" Riley said as she walked around Cassie, pointing her to a nearby full length mirror. Riley put her hands on Cassie's side and slide them down to the young starlet's waistline. She ran her thumb's under either side of Cassie's black thong's waistband and tugged it up so her thong could ride up her slim little hips. "Ah!" Cassie moaned as the pop star wedged more of the thong against her young pussy. "Almost perfect," Riley said as she slid her slender fingers around to Cassie's tank top, tying the fabric into a knot that exposed Cassie's smooth flat white tummy. "There we go." "Gosh Riley, I've never worn anything like this before, not even for a movie." "That's a shame, because you look great in it!" "I do?" Cassie bit her lip, "Because I've never been allowed to wear clothing like this, I mean gosh, I would hate for my Daddy to know I was going to go out showing this much skin." "Oh really?" Riley said pulling Cassie's phone out of her cleavage, "Why don't we let him get a look?" She said holding up the camera to get a hot pic of Cassie in her new outfit. Cassie quickly put her arms around herself trying to cover herself, "What, Riley no! He'll have a heart attack." "Oh don't be such a drama queen, go on strike a pose," Riley focused the phone's camera in on the actress, "Something he can jack off too," she grinned. "Ewe, that's gross Riley, he's my Daddy!" "I'm just kidding silly, go on strike a pose, something sexy." Cassie took a deep breath, uncrossed her arms, "I don't know, He would get really angry." "So? You already said that he's going to be pissed that you're staying out late. In for a penny in for a pound?" "More like ton!" Cassie said as Riley snaps a pic of her mature, risque new look. "I'll put a little XOXO under it, so Daddy knows his little girl is thinking of him." "Oh, I guess that's okay. Does this mean I can have my phone back?" Riley's fingers kept typing away at the screen, "Oh no, you're not even close yet," Riley says "You do look really hot though, definite improvement, I think send this pic to your Twitter account while I'm at it." "Twitter! Riley, all my fans follow me there! I don't want all my fans to see me like this?" "You don't want all your fans to see you as an adult? As a woman? Do you have any idea how much they would love to see you finally dressing your age?" "Really? A woman." "Oh yeah, your fans are ready to see you grow up, wouldn't they want you to have a good time tonight?" "I mean, I guess they would, but," Cassie fans her face with her hands, "This is all happening so fast, and this outfit. It just feels like it's all a bit too much." Cassie felt her thighs rub together and a heat grow within her at the idea of millions of her fans seeing her dressed like a tramped up call girl. "These pics are gonna be everywhere tomorrow you just watch, I bet you'll even make TMZ." "TMZ? Oh golly!" She took a deep breath and her heart skipped a beat, "So many people." "Yeah wouldn't that just be the best." Riley said sliding the phone back between her tits. "I hope that seeing me dressed like this doesn't hurt anyone's opinion of me." "Are you kidding, they're gonna love it." "Okay, if you say so. I mean, it's kind of comfy, i feel like I'm playing dress up." She laughs. "That's the spirit," Riley smiled, "You just need one more thing to make this ensemble complete." "What's that?" "Two words, New. Shoes." "I still don't see what was wrong with the ones I was wearing, they were cute and really comfy." "Oh my god, you talk like you've never worn a pair of heels in your life." "Oh come on, I've worn heels?" "Have you worn heels that weren't for a movie?" "Well yeah, just not that much, I'm a total klutz and their so hard to walk in." "You just need practice," Riley's six inch green spikes clicked as she walked over to the clothing rack, she reached under the colorful super hero costumes to a row of footwear laid out beneath it. "Oh yeah, these are perfect," she said as she grabbed a pair of five inch clear pink platforms. "They match your outfit and everything." Cassie's eyes budged as she saw the obnoxious footwear. She took the pair of shoes from Riley and took a seat on the coffee table to lace them on. "I don't even know how you expect me to walk in these," Cassie said as she finished buckling the second shoe, standing up her knees knocked together as she tried to find her balance. The tallest heel Cassie had ever worn was only three inches, and this pair was almost twice as high as that. "Perfect." Riley thought to herself as she watched the young blond struggle to stand, "We better get going, the limos waiting." 4. "Riley I can barely stand in these heels!" Cassie said as she wobbled along in her heels like a baby lamb. "You just need to learn how to strut," Riley said, "Try balancing yourself, straighten your thighs, stick out your chest, pop that plum little ass out. "Like this?" Cassie asked as she straighten her body out, she let the arch of the heels line up with her back making her eighteen year old ass stick out a bit as she put her hands to her sides walking like a runway model practicing with a book on her head. "There you go, now just follow me," Riley said as she led Cassie to sound stages exit. "Do you really think that Manning will be there? At the club?" "Lot's of guys are gonna be there," Riley opened the door and stepped outside where a black stretch limousine was waiting, "and dressed like that, everyone is gonna want to fuck you tonight." Cassie gasped, Riley gasped, "What, you don't mean that do you? I mean, I'm only eighteen and this is the first time I've ever been in a club. I don't want things to get too carried away, do you promise that tonight wont be too crazy?" Riley brings her red painted fingernails to her chest, "Cross my heart sweetie." she says as struts outside, brimming with confidence, as the nervous Cassie follows her. The studio back lot is fenced but just outside that fence poking though with their 10x mega zoom camera lenses are a horde of Paparazzi. When she sees them Cassie jumps back behind the door. "Riley, I can't go out there, there are way too many cameras." Riley beckons Cassie outside with her finger, "Everyone knows that you're dressed like this, there's nothing to hide anymore, come on, the limos waiting, I have a lot planned tonight and I don't want to be late." "Oh gosh," Cassie bites her soft pink lip again as she walks out, trying not to fall as she follows Riley to the limo. She gives the paparazzi a little beauty queen wave, blushing a red deeper then Riley's fingernails as she's pepped with flashing lights of the voyeuristic cameras. Unlike Cassie, Riley bathes in the flashing lights, she gives them a taste of tongue as she extends it out in front of the camera's opening her mouth wide before giving her red lips a slow, luscious, sexy lick. Riley put her tongue back in her mouth before reaching to the hole cut in her top and pulling it down to give the tabloids a flash of her perky breasts and sweet brown nipples. Then she grins, and then flips her middle finger to the Paparazzi as she opens the door of the limo. Black Bred Celeb 01: Cassie Lane "You coming sweetie?" She calls out to Cassie. Cassie slowly makes her way to the limo, trying to cover herself with her arms as she nervously makes her way to across the back lot. As Riley lifts one of her legs to get into the limos red leather seats her green dress hikes up her thighs and Cassie catches a quick glimpse of the Pop Star's vagina. Riley isn't wearing any panties. Cassie almost stumbles and trips, but is able to grab the limos door for balance as she climbs in next to Riley. She closes the door behind herself as the back-lot's gate opens and the limo pulls outside of it leaving the photographers as they all begin to contact their editors with news of what the front page of every tabloid tomorrow is going to say. Riley Monroe, Bad Influence? Inside the limo there's plush red shag carpeting, luscious red leather seats, and a small chandelier hanging form the auto's ceiling illuminating the back seat. "I can't believe you just showed them your breasts like that. How could you just flash them like that?" "Well it's what everyone wants to see anyway, isn't it?" "Yeah but, all those cameras." "I do it for the thrill, knowing everyone's looking at me, wants me, gawd it's so exhilarating." "I don't think I could ever do something like that, it's so embarrassing." "Well, you're still learning." "You really like just showing your body off like that? You're not wearing any panties either, some of those camera's may have seen your vagina." "Oh yeah, they go wild for stuff like that, I hate wearing panties." "But don't you feel exposed?" "That's the point," Riley leans in and whispers in Cassie's ear, "easy access, I like to let people know that I'm down for anything." "But aren't you afraid of getting a bad reputation." "I already have a bad reputation, I just own it," Riley reaches over and slowly slides her middle, sharp as a knife, red fingernail up and down Cassie's leg "We're gonna have so much fun tonight, I have so much planned for you." "What do you mean, I thought we we're just going to a dance club." "Oh we are, don't you worry. You're in for the night of your life." "Now Riley, you promised things weren't going to get too crazy. I want to be home before midnight." Riley laughs, "Oh my god, you have no idea what you're in for do you," she says leaning in to Cassie as continues slowly sliding her nail up and down Cassie's leg. 5. The stretch limo pulls up to a large neon blue lit building, the club's name in a bright blue neon sign outside SexXx. "Wow look at that huge line outside." Cassie said. "Oh don't worry about that sweetie, we're famous. Famous people don't wait in line." "Are you sure we're gonna be allowed inside? I mean, We're both under twenty-one." As the limo pull's up to the line Riley steps out, giving any lucky bystanders with a camera phone a shot of her exposed pussy as Cassie scoots across the red leather seats to get out behind her. "Just follow me sweetie," Riley said beckoning Cassie with her finger, tugging her along on an invisible leash. "Okay," Cassie said as she tried to hide keep her face turned away from large crowd waiting outside. Standing at the front of the line, guarding a red velvet roped entrance is a large bald black man in an expensive grey suit. Riley walks right up to the door man and licks her lips and doesn't say a word as she grabs the hem of her skirt and pulls it upwards, flashing the her naked completely shaved pussy. The doorman also stays silent as he steps to the left and unhooks the red rope letting the twenty year old VIP walk right though it. Cassie follows her but is met with a big black wall as the bouncer closes the rope back and looks down at the under 21 starlet. "You twenty one?" He asks. "Oh um, well, I'm actually here with Riley." "Imma need to see some ID," His voice is deep and monotoned as he stares bullets at her. "ID? Oh, I'm sorry I actually just changed and I don't have one on me." "Imma need to some ID," he asks again. Riley looks past the bouncer and cups her hand around her mouth yelling to Cassie, "Go on honey," she reaches down and runs her fingers along them hem of her skirt, "Show him some ID." Cassie feels the color leave her face, Riley couldn't seriously be asking her to do what she just did. "No ID, then you got to go." Cassie considered taking the bouncers advice and getting back in the limo to get back home and hopefully avoid getting grounded by her Dad the instant she walked back inside. But when she looked over her shoulder she saw that the limo was already gone, and without her cell phone she had no way of calling a car to get her out of there. Cassie's legs began to shake and she started to get that warm, fuzzy feeling between her legs again. I guess it's not a big deal, I have underwear on. She thought as her trembling fingers reached down to the hem of her Pink PVC skirt. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes as she quickly lifted it up, showing off her crotch, the black thong pulled up in a camel toe against her pussy. She opens one eye to look at the black bouncer. Staying totally straight faced he nod's in agreement and opens the rope to let her in. Cassie runs past him to the clubs entrance, her face red, her body hot. "Oh my god I can't believe I just did that. I feel so dirty." "I know right, isn't it just the best, and that bouncer was totally checking you out." "Really? You think?" After a lifetime of seclusion from the rougher sex had left Cassie totally devoid of sensual attraction. The idea that a guy could look at her Riley said he did, it gave her such a rush. Maybe after tonight Manning would start looking at her like that. "Oh my god you're all red, see, I told you how fun it was to show yourself off." "I mean, I guess your right, it is fun to try something new." "You mean to try something a little naughty for a change?" "Well I wouldn't put it like that, but yeah, I guess it is." "Come on, let's hit the bar." 6. The club is blaring loud dance music with a base line so hard it almost knocked Cassie off her high heels as she nervously followed Riley across the clear blue lit dance floor. The place was totally packed but even in the crowds of studly six foot hunks and size 0 beauties Cassie and Riley were showing the most skin by far. Riley tugs Cassie along by her hand to the blue neon lit bar. Riley takes a seat on the bar stool and crosses one silky smooth leg over the other. "Two here!" She says, signaling the bartender to slide a pair of double-sized shot glasses with totally clear liquid inside them. Riley grabs one and tosses it back in her mouth before slamming it down on the bar. "Fuck yeah!" She yells. Cassie slender little fingers wrap around her glass and she brings it up to her nose, "Ewe, what is this?" "Pure fucking everclear, you're gonna drink it write? Don't be such a fucking child." "It smells really strong, I've never drank before." Riley reaches over and runs her hand up her leg, "Well nows as good a time as any to start." Cassie heart started beating, strobe lights waxed and wend over her and Riley as she could see the Pop star smiling as she continued to gently stroke her leg. She brings glass to her lip and a drop of the one-ninety-one proof alcohol touches her tongue. "Ewe, no way that's way to strong! Can't I get something like a Shirley temple?" "Oh my god, you are just too cute." Riley said as she reached up with two fingers to Cassie's glass and pushed it to her lips, tipping it over into her mouth and sending the entire glass of drinkable gasoline into her mouth. Cassie chokes the drink back and almost vomits it back as she puts her hand over her mouth and drops the glass on the bar. She takes a deep breath and pants her tongue around trying to get the taste of almost pure grain alcohol out of her mouth. "That was so gross Riley!" "You just need to get used to it!" Riley smiles holding up her two fingers again summoning two more drinks down the bar. Cassie coughed again "Oh no, I couldn't do another." "Come on, one is hardly enough to get a buzz," Riley picked up one glass and put the other in Cassie's hand. "Don't be such a stick in the mud, I ordered these because their Manning's favorite drink." "Really?" Cassie asks, groaning as she looks down at the clear drink again. Riley looped her arm around Cassie's for a Russian toast, "Really, now drink up sweetie." Cassie grasped her glass tightly and brought it to her lips, "Okay, one more." They slam their drinks down together and again Cassie fights off the urge for throw it back up. "Oh," She takes a deep breath, "I'm starting to feel all warm inside." "That's the spirit," Riley says as she reaches into her cleavage and pulls out a small silver lip-stick sized tube, "Now we can have some real fun." "Real fun?" Cassie says, scared of what Riley's idea of "Real fun" could be. Cassie screws the cap over the tube and puts it to the bar as she slowly paces out a thin trail of white powder on the bar. "Oh my gosh Riley, what is that?" Riley sighs, "Oh my god you're such a light weight, how long have you been in show business? Don't tell me you've never done coke." "Coke, you mean cocaine? Drugs? Me? Gosh I would never, you need to put that away, you could get arrested, what if there's a cop here." "Famous people don't get arrested bitch!" Riley leans her head down to the bar as she presses her sharp red middle finger against the right side of her nose, and in one long motion vacuums the two inch line of powder up her left nostril. "Woo!!!!" She screams as her pupils dilate and her entire body shakes. "Riley, how can you just do drugs like that, aren't they addicting?" "Only if you can't fucking handle it," Riley runs her sharpened middle red fingernail around the inside of the silver tube and pulls out a bump of powder. "Your turn." She says holding her finger up to Cassie's face. "I don't know, I don't want to get hooked." "'It's just a little bit, don't be such a nerd." Cassie puts her hand on Riley's wrist to push it away, "I couldn't, my Dad would kill me." "You're always so afraid of Daddy, that's so lame. Everyone in the business does it, even Manning." "M-Manning does it," Cassie takes a deep breath and looks down at the pump of snow white powder on the tip of Riley's finger. "I don't know, I guess maybe a little." Riley licks her luscious red lips, "That a girl," Riley reached up with her other hand and gently pressed a finger against one of Cassie's nostrils, and then held up the bump to the open nostril "Breath deep babe." Cassie heart was already beating a million miles a minute as she snorted the bump of coke clean off Riley's finger. Her eyes shot open and she yelled out as she felt her blood rush and boil over one hundred degrees. Cassie brought her hands to her face and quickly started to fan herself, "Riley, Riley, Riley, oh gosh, oh gosh, oh golly." "Mm, isn't it just the best," Riley laughed as she put both her hands on Cassie's legs. She ran her palms up and down, her fingertips just barely running underneath the hem of Cassie's skirt. "This is, this is, Riley what is this!" Cassie whined. "It's a fucking rush, You would know what it is if your parents didn't drag you to church every day." Her fingers squeezed Cassie's string bean thighs, "Everyone knows nothings more fun then being a fucking coke whore." Riley ran her hands up Cassie's sides and then down her arms, grabbing her wrists as she got up from her booth, "Time to hit the dance floor." 7. Cassie almost tripped over at least three times as she scuttles along the dance floor in her five inch heels. Her eyes were starting to glaze over as Riley towed her though the crowd of beautiful people bumping and grinding against each other. "Riley slow down, I can't stand, my legs." Her knees were so weak, and her voice carried so little weight that Riley couldn't have even heard Cassie's pleas to slow down if she wanted too. The thumping dance music shook her body to the core as the white powder started to work it's magic on Cassie. Riley pulled Cassie's body against her own. She wrapped her arms around the eighteen ear old as she pushed her hips up against Cassie's. "Mmm, don't you just feel so sexy right now?" Riley asked as her hands slide down Cassie's back to cup her buxom little teeny-boper ass, giving it a squeeze as she ground her pelvis against Cassie" Cassie found herself wrapping her arms around Riley's neck for support, the mix of booze, strobe lights, and coke turning her into warm putty in Riley's grasp. Riley put her forehead against Cassie's "Isn't this the funnest night of your life." "Oh Riley," Cassie groaned feeling her hips begin to move on their own, pushing back against Riley's as the two girls twerked on each other to the beat of the music. Riley gave Cassie's ass another squeeze as she pressed her forehead to the young starlets, "Isn't this just the best night ever." "Oh god Riley, my body's on fire," Cassie said, closing her eyes as the hit of coke made her heart hit humming bird speed. Riley leaned into Cassie's shoulder and extended her long slick tongue out to slowly slide up the teenagers neck, all the way to her ear, giving it a soft, gentle nibble, "This is just the beginning," Riley whispered in Cassie's ear before she moved her face back in front of the blonde's and leaned in to press her lips to Cassie's. Her first kiss. She had been waiting so patiently for it since she was cast as Super girl, she was waiting for Manning. But Riley had just casually taken it from him, from her. But Cassie loved it, the feeling of that long promiscuous tongue sliding into her mouth, wrapping around her own, expertly sliding in and out of her mouth and around her lips. It was unreal. It was magical. "Mmm, you're gonna love this," Riley said. She gave Cassie's ass one last squeeze as she slides her hand down the back of her leg and lifts it up, using her other hand to hike her own skirt up and reveal her perfectly shaved pussy to the dance floor. Riley licked her lips as she looked deep into Cassie's eyes, "Come on babe, let's grind," she said as she lifted Cassie's leg up off the ground, wrapping her other arm around the young virgin's waist, spreading her legs open causing Cassie's own skirt to hike up and let Riley push her bare shaven exposed pussy up against Cassie's Silk G-string clad mound. Cassie's lips quivered as she felt Riley's pussy lips kiss her own. Sparks flew as their clits gently bumped into each other and rolled over one another as Riley began to twerk to the beat of the thumping baseline shaking the dance floor. Cassie threw her head back, her dirty blond hair falling behind her and Riley took the opportunity to slide her tongue back out to slither across Cassie's neck. "Oh god, Riley, I'm going crazy." "Yeah, me to," Riley said she slid her tongue back in Cassie's mouth, grinding her hips against Cassie's tribbing their hot wet pussies together. Cassie grabbed onto Riley's shoulders and buried her face into Riley's neck, inhaling her cheap stripper perfume scent of Vanilla, Jasmine, and Candy. So many sensations, the buzz from the overly strong alcohol making her body loose and warm, the coke making her heart pump and pump, and the jolts of the pleasure coming from the friction of Riley's pussy against hers. It was just too much for the young starlet to bare, she felt more alive then she ever had before as Riley's hand pulls her leg up closer to twerk and grind even harder against her dripping wet pussy. "Riley! Riley! Ahh" She throws her head back as Riley licks up her neck and slides her tongue back into Cassie's mouth. After another kiss Riley grabbed the back of Cassie's head and begins to roll her hips around on the dance floor. "Yeah, do it girl, just let it all go," She laughs. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Cassie pants and moans as she feels her entire body begin to tingle. She experienced her first orgasm. "Riley! I cant stand! Ahh," Her knees wobbled and knocked together as she went limp in Riley's arms. 8. Riley held her up and went to grab her hand to bring her to a large, vacant, leather couch at the other side of the dance floor. The slutty pop-star reached up and ran her fingers though Cassie's hair as the teen starlet collapsed on the couch panting like a puppy dog. "How was that," She laughed. "Ohhhh Riley," Cassie reached up with a weak risk to caress Riley's face, "This is too much, I feel so naughty." Riley took her middle finger and slowly brought it to Cassie's mouth, gently pushing it between her supple pink lips, "Mmm, we're not naughty yet babe, not even close." Cassie began to gently nurse the sharp red finger as Riley slowly pumped her digit in and out of the girls mouth. After it was wet Enough from Cassie's tongue she slid it out, a trail of warm saliva dangling from her digit to Cassie's mouth. She flipped her bird to Cassie and said, "Do you like my nails," she licked her lips. Cassie looks at the nail, her mouth dangling open, "So pretty, so red." she leans up and slowly slides her tongue Riley's finger. "See how sharp it is, I made it special for tonight," She reaches down and slowly runs the razor sharp tipped nail up and down the inside of Cassie's legs, which opened on their own as Riley cuddled up to her on the couch. Riley kisses her way up Cassie's neck and whispers in her ear, "I call my cherry buster." "What? My Cherry?" Riley gently nibbles Cassie's earlobe before the words slither out, "You're going to get fucking finger popped tonight." "Finger Pop?" Cassie takes a deep breath, "What's that." "I'm gonna pop your cherry babe, I want to make you a bad girl." Riley's hand slides up the inside of Cassie's thigh. "A bad girl?" "Mmhmm," Riley nods before going back to gently necking Cassandra. Riley's fingers run on the inside of Cassie's moist G-string thong, tugging it to the side as Cassie opens her legs revealing her sweet, delicate young pussy. Riley takes the edge of her fingernail and slowly slides it up and down the virgin slit. She rolls her fingers over so her long middle finger sticks right as she slowly moves it down to her tight hole. "Oh Riley, I'm scared." Cassie whined her head rolling back giving even more neck to Riley's tongue. "You should be," Riley puts her lips to Cassie and slowly slides her finger inside. Cassie's toes curl in her slutty pink heels as she feels Riley's digit penetrate her. Riley's lips slowly slid up Cassie's neck, to her mouth where she gave her an uncharacteristically soft and loving kiss before moving up to lean into her ear and whisper, "Get ready babe." "Wha?" Cassie said, lost in Riley's arms. Riley thrust her finger up, and her razor sharp red nail ripped right though Cassie's precious hymen, ruining her, spoiling her. "Ahh!" Cassie shrieked as she felt her innocence ripped away from her as Riley began to pump her finger in and out of her tight pussy. "Shh, it's okay babe," Riley pushed her finger back up inside Cassie as she took her thumb and pressed it into Cassie's adorable little clit, rolling it around as the young star's legs opened up even more as Riley spooned her on the couch as she started pumping her finger in and out of Cassie's tight pussy. "Yeah do it baby, fucking cum on that finger, you naughty little virgin." "Ohhh, ohhh, Riley, I can't oh, god I can't even see straight." Strobe lights panned back and forth over Cassie as her hips rolled around on Riley's finger, thrusting up on their own each time Riley pushed her thumb up on her clit. "Get it girl, get it, let it go, Woo! Fuck yeah," Riley's breathing picked up as she twisted and thrust her finger in and out of Cassie's pussy, a trickle of blood running down it as she picked her pace up, her hand almost vibrating as it did everything it could to give Cassie another orgasm. Black Bred Celeb 01: Cassie Lane Cassie lifted up one of her legs and grabbed it to hold it open, for Cassie to finger her even harder and deeper. She brought her other hand to her mouth and bit her finger to try and contain herself as the Riley's sexy slender finger pumped her tight little hole. Her legs opened up wide as she threw her head back and forth, "Riley! Riley! Oh god Riley!" She called out her new friends name as her pussy squeezed the finger and she came again from the pop star's expert touch, before she collapsed on the couch laying against Riley with her eyes glazed over. Riley slid out her wet finger and licked the mix of blood and Cassie's juices off of it before she reached up to tilt the girl's chin up and give her another gentle kiss on the lips. "Now we just need to get some Dick in you." 9. "Dick?" Cassie asked between pants as she tried to recover from her recent defloration. "Mmm," Riley finished sucking the last drop of Cassie's juices off her fingers, "That's right sweetie," She said as she took the little lambs hand and pulled her off the couch. "And I know just the guy," Riley said as she started to lead Cassie across the dance floor to a spiral staircase at the other corner of the club. For a fleeting second what was left of Cassie's cognizance fantasized that Riley was leading her right into the arms of her dream man Manning Latemn. "There's a reason I wanted to hit this club tonight." As their platform heels clicked their way up the staircase, around and around, up to the second floor. "This SUPER hot rapper I know is having an album drop tomorrow and I thought we could hit his Drop Party in the VIP room tonight." "A rapper? But Riley I don't even listen to rap." "So?" "I...I don't even know who he is." "Sure you do, he's in our movie." Cassie gasped, "What, you don't mean?" "Ice Cold." In an effort to help market the movie to an urban demographic, the studio had the screenwriter add the Superhero Black Vulcan to the script, and to help secure the urban demographic they made the controversial casting decision of Ice Cold, a recently paroled gang member and cop killer turned triple platinum Rap superstar. "Ice?" Cassie feebly tried to pull away from Riley's grasp. "But Riley, I don't even know him, and my Daddy wont even let me listen to his music, he would never be on board with me dating a guy like that." "Date?" oh my god you're helpless aren't you, "He's not gonna date you." "Wha?" "He's gonna fuck you," Cassie licked her lips as she pushed open the door to the VIP lounge, "He loves little white girls, and he's gonna fuck you senseless." "Fuck me," Cassie's knees knocked as she tried helplessly to stop being pulled into the lounge. "That's right babe," Riley pushed the door open and the two were met with the loud blaring boom of the most hardcore rap lyrics that Cassie had ever heard. Inside the lounge were no less then twenty black men and women. The room is filled with the haze of Cigar smoke and burning Marijuina. Cassie could even see a large black man trying a rubber band around his arm as a black woman wearing lingerie heats up a metal spoon with a zippo lighter. "Ice! What's up Nigga!!!" Riley yelled as she walked over to give Ice a very black handshake. Pounding fists and smacking backhands. At the back of the club a large, dark, dark, black man stands. 6'5, towering over Cassie and Riley even in their ridiculous heels, He was wearing baggy jeans and a white muscle shirt that covered lines upon lines of various gang tattoos, some of which were so scratchy and badly drawn they had to have been done in prison. "Riley, what's up girl," Ice turns his head up and looks over to the shuddering, scared little lamb cowering behind her. "Who's this little snow flake." he takes his basketball sized bicepped arm and uses his gigantic gorilla hand to gently push Riley to the side. He takes two thick fingers and runs them along Cassie's supple white shoulder, "What's going on Super girl." he smiles, flashing a solid gold grill. Cassie looked up at the giant and saw her own reflection in the man's dark shades. He had dreads that went down to his neck and even down at her level she could smell the malt liquor and menthol on his breath. "Hey, I'm Cassie," she muttered. "Word." He says back. He takes his hand and slides it up her shoulder and neck, tilting her little cheek up to get a better look at the fresh meat. "You a cutie pie." Riley wraps her arms around the black man, they can't even get all the way around his giant, muscular body, "She's a huge fan." "For real?" he asks. Cassie, so embarrassed, so worried that she would offend her co-star. "Yeah umm, I really like your music." She says, her voice tiny and meek. Riley stands on one foot and leans up against Ice, "Told her we could hang in the VIP room with you. She was soooo eager to meet you." Ice grins, "All right then, come on little snowflake." He says turning around to head to a roped off red door. Riley excitedly took Cassie's hand, mouthing the words, "OMG he's totally into you," as she tugged the helpless little girl behind her. 10. The red VIP room is sound proof, all Cassie could hear once she was inside was the hard thumping of the club's music and gangster rap vibrating the rooms walls. Ice takes a seat in the middle of a big black leather couch, holding his arms out as Riley cuddles up to his left, snuggling around his big bear body. Rile takes her hand and gently patted Ice's thick muscular leg as she looked up at Cassie, "Come on babe, take a seat." "Yeah girl," Ice said, "Get comfy." Cassie's heel's wobble as she stumbles over to him, motivated entirely by fear she obeys the black beast and gently takes a seat on his leg. "There you go girl," Ice's voice is deep and bellowing as he wraps his giant arm around her back. His giant hand slides under her shirt so he can run it up and down the smooth white skin of her back. "God damn you tiny, even for a white girl, how old is you?" He asked. "Oh Umm, I'm eighteen." "Eighteen, god damn," He smiled to Riley, "I got kids older then you." "Kids? How many?" Cassie took a deep, nervous, breath. "I got twelve, youngest just turned twenty," "Oh my god, twelve, how old are you." "Forty Four." Cassie shuddered, "Oh my god, you're older then my dad." Riley reached over and took Cassie's supple young little wrist in her grasp. She drew Cassie's hand under Ice's muscle shirt to push her supple little white fingers against Ice's carved hunk of pure ebony muscle. "Oh wow," Cassie's lips quivered. She thought Manning was in good shape, but his abs were pretty much painted on compared to Ice's. She didn't even think a man could have an eight pack."Your abs are so, hard." "Got to be hard girl, earned that shit in prison." "You were in prison?" Cassie asked, her eyebrows going up, a rush tingling up her spine that felt like it should be fear, but confused her the way the tingle lingered as it went back down between her legs. "Ice is a convicted rapist," Riley bit her lit and moaned as she continued to slide Cassie's hand up and down the convicts abs. "Six counts." He said as his hand moved down Cassie's back to give her pert little ass a squeeze with his big black fingers. "You've been to jail six times?" Cassie's lips dropped. "Hell yeah," Ice leaned in to whisper in the frightened white girl's ear, "And I ain't afraid of no seventh." "Oh god," Cassie said as Riley let go of her hand and let the young girl continue exploring Ice's body on her own. "You should show her your prison ink, Cassie gets so turned on by tatted up guys." "I do?" She said as she looked up at Riley. "Oh yeah," Riley said, running her fingers under Ice's muscle shirt and helping him pull it off. Ice's chest was completely covered in black ink. Running up the middle of his eight pack abs was a giant ornate cross with the words "Street Nigga 4 Life" written across top bar it in bold black letters just under his massive pectorals. On his left pec was a profile of a skull wearing a bandanna with a cigar in it's mouth, and from the smoke of the cigar formed the words, "Nigga's don't die we multiply." His right pec had twelve distinct tally marks with the word "GHETTO BLASTER" in bold, curved font underneath it. "So many," Cassie said as she slid her hand's over the rough, scratchy, slash marks. "Your body's so, hard." Cassie said, running her fingers over the twelve tally marks. "Got to be hard when you on the inside girl." Ice said. Riley cuddled up closer to Ice as she started to kiss up and down his giant basketball sized biceps, "I've seen Ice bench three hundred and fifty pounds, it's the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen." "Wow," Cassie squeaked. Ice took his other and rested it on Cassie's stocking clad, string bean leg. "So what's the word little girl, you here to party." "Party, I mean, I don't know, OH!" Cassie yelped as she felt Ice's calloused black fingers slide up her leg, crossing over from the stockings to the exposed skin of her creamy white thy. Riley leaned over and gave Cassie a soft, sensual kiss on the lips, "Tell him what you came here for." Cassie took a deep breath, before she looked back up at the black Adonis, "Riley told me," her breathing is slow and deep, she can't believe the words are coming out of her mouth, "Riley told me, that you were gonna give me some dick." Ice laughed, "Oh shit, hell yeah, been a while since I laid some pipe on a little white girl." "Lay pipe, what do you mean?" "You cute girl, I like you." Ice laughs as Riley reached down to unzip his baggy jeans and pull out his massive eleven inch cock. It flopped around in Riley's had as blood started to pump in it, whacking against Cassie's thigh. She looks down at the first live cock she has ever seen. "Oh my god, that thing is huge!" She put her hand to her mouth, and couldn't help but notice that she had begun to salivate. "What's wrong girl? You scared of it?" Ice said as his arm wrapped around behind Cassie's head, reaching under her face to tilt her chin up and give her a deep kiss. Cassie closed her eyes, she melted into the kiss, the disgusting lace of Menthol on his breath, liquor on his tongue, metal on his teeth and pure testosterone in his blood had some how combined to the most exotic, erotic, taste she had ever had. Her body had become so hot and bothered from the events of the night that she let herself be taken away by Ice's lips as he pressed his to hers and gently pushed her off is lap and onto the couch. Ice's pants dropped to the floor as he stood up, towering over the scared young blond. He reached down and took his cock into his hand, now hard and pointing directly at Cassie. It was growing to at least eleven inches, maybe a foot, thick, easily as thick as Cassie's forearm. And veiny, so may veins, all throbbing as the dick rose in his hand. Cassie tried to scoot back on the couch as Riley slithered behind her, licking around her neck then kissing up and down her collarbone. "What, what are you doing Ice?" Cassie asked, lips quivering. "I'm getting me some of that throat." He said coldly. "What?" "You heard him, didn't she Ice." "Hell yeah," Ice reached down and put his hand on the back of Cassie's head. "Open wide sweetie." Riley said. Cassie's heart began to beat out of pure fear as she felt Ice's hand grasp the back of her head and pull her towards his dick. "No, Ice, wait I," GULP Ice shoved the tip of his dick between Cassie's lips, pulling on her head as Riley held the teens arms down in place tightly. Tears started to drop from Cassie's eyes as the big black sausage forced it's way in her mouth, and down into her throat in one slow, long, hot, drill. "Mmm get girl, thats some tight throat, Mmm" Ice groaned as he bottomed out against Cassie's lips. The blond chocked and gagged, almost spitting up on the dick as his black meat penetrated all the way down her throat, so hard, but flexible enough to turn down and go into her neck. Cassie couldn't image a more painful, more humiliating state of affairs. Until Ice started to pump his hips. He pulled half of his meat out of her mouth only to shove it back in just as soon as the chocking blond could take a quick breath, her little nostrils flared as Ice violated her throat. Over. And over. And over again. His hips moved in a rhythm pumping that mouth like a fucking black iron piston. Ice took his hand off Cassie's hand only to let Riley grab two handfuls of dirty blond hair to pull and shake the little girls mouth around Ice's thick black meat. Ice grunts some more as he pumps Cassie's hot little mouth, "Give it up girl, give that throat up." Cassie felt her throat get violated by the black meat, shifting in and out of her throat, pushing down her esophagus making her gag. Her eyes were rolling in the back of her head as Ice continued to make love to her throat, until finally, he pushed her head off his package and grabbed his wet dick. "Time to get some of that real shit now." He said. She coughed, "Real?" She asked. All her life her father had warned Cassie about men like Ice. Black men. They were mean, they were violent, they were dangerous. She was ashamed of herself for it, but that's why Cassie felt so scared when Riley brought her up to the VIP room. She had never been around that many black people in her life, she couldn't even remember the last time she was in a room with more then two black people. But something felt different. As afraid and scared as she was, felt Ice's eyes on her exposed slit, she felt safe, free. She was free from control as for the first time in her young life she had none. He wasn't mean, he was direct. He wasn't violent, he was passionate. He wasn't dangerous, he was an alpha male. He was an alpha male and he wanted to mate with her. "Mmhmm, time of the main event." Riley said as she began to undo Cassie's skirt and toss it aside. Cassie quickly closed her legs as she felt Riley begin to tug at her G-string thong. Riley tossed Cassie's underwear aside as she kissed up and down her neck, "Don't be such a prude Cas." "I'm not a prude, it's just." "Just what?" Riley asked. "I'm, I'm..." "Oh my god, you're a virgin aren't you?" Riley licked her lips. Cassie looked back up at Ice, seeing her own whorish reflection in his glasses. "Breaking in some tight white today." Ice said ignoring Cassie's reluctance as he put one knee on the couch and grabbed one of Cassie's ankles lifting up her leg and separating her thighs, completely ignoring the girl's reluctance. As her legs were forced open Cassie felt a shiver run up her spine. The feeling of being taken, of losing control. No. Giving control. Cassie couldn't fight it anyone, as soon as Ice put his big, strong, calloused black hands on her she knew that she was about to be taken. "Oh god, Riley I'm scared." Ice smacked Cassie's pussy with his dick, "That just means you gonna like it girl," he said as he pushed his dick head against her tight wet flower. Cassie reached up and held tightly onto Riley's arm, "Oh god," she began to take quick deep breaths in and out. "Pussy feels tight, I got some work to do," "Yeah Ice, stretch her good." Ice's eleven big inches began to push her folds open, penetrating her. Cassie had to bite her tongue, the feeling of being opened, being stretched, she closed her eyes and leaned back into Riley, who was holding her other leg up for Ice to push in easier. Riley continued to kiss up and down Cassie's neck, "I got her all primed up for your Ice, shes ready for you to just slide in" "No," Cassie panted, "I'm, I'm too tight," as her body tried to fight off the big black rod's invasion. "Not for long," Ice groaned as he pushed inside her, her tight loving lips wrapped around his dick head and began to suck on it. "Oh wow, you're so big, but, but," Cassie looked up at Riley. "But what babe?" Riley smiled. "He's not wearing a condom." Ice laughs, "Shoot girl, don't you know?" "Know what?" Riley licks her lips, "Black men, don't use condoms," she said, her lips drooling over the idea. Cassie put her hands up on Ice's broad black chest, "Wait no, I'm not on the pill," Ice took Cassie's thin little wrists in his hands and slid her hands along his tatted up chest, "Then I guess that means I'm about to make yo ass lucky number thirteen." "Thirteen?" Cassie asked, looking up and seeing the twelve slash marks on his chest. "Mm mm, yeah Ice, show her why they call you Ghetto Blaster." "You bout to find out girl, ughh" Ice grunted as he "Cause I like blasting a little piece of ghetto deep up in you." Tears of joy started to pool in Cassandra's eyes as she looked up at the body of her black lover. Carved in his chest from the cheap patchwork of a prison-made tattoo gun, twelve slashes. Twelve slashes that were about to get a new neighbor. "Up inside me OHH!!" Cassie screamed out as Ice rammed his meat inside her. Riley cackled like a sexy witch, sticking her slithering tongue way out yelling "Fuck yeah!" as she gave one of Cassie's nipples a rough, sharp pinch. The rapper wasn't waisting any time breaking off a piece of that tight white pussy. Her love tunnel wrapped around him in a tight as fuck pink sock, being pulled in and out as he started pumping away at the ravished blond. "Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" Cassie yelled over and over as the world's hottest rapper pumped her hot little body. "Fuck yeah Ice! Yeah Nigga!" Riley cackled as she held up Cassie's leg, "Drop it like it's hot Ice. Drop a fucking load in her." Cassie tried to push Ice away, but all she could do was uselessly push her hands on his rock hard body, only making her pussy wetter and able to take his fat black dick even deeper. "No please, I'm not on the pill, oh no!" Cassie screamed. Riley took a bite of Cassie's ear, talking into it as she continued to get pounded, "Ice is gonna shoot a fucking black baby into you! Isn't that sooo fucking hot." Cassie's took long deep breaths with each hot pump of black meat, "Oh God! Oh God! No! No! No!" She yelled over and over throwing her head back and forth before screaming out, "Yes!" "Your baby! Your gonna make me have your baby!" "That's right you bitch, you think your fucking better then me?" Riley grows, "Good luck playing super girl when your fucking pregnant with a black baby." A black baby. Cassie was about to become pregnant with a black mans child, a black man she barley knew. Cassie's eyes began to roll into the back of her head as orgasm after forceful orgasm courted around the thick black cock. "Give me your baby, Give me your black baby!" Cassie yelled. "Oh my god she's hot for it," Riley reached down and started to flick Cassie's clit back and forth, "I just knew you would be a little black cock slut!" She was hot for it, hot for the idea of giving birth to a black mans child. As she sat there, being pumped over and over again she began to fantasize about what it would be like in the delivery room, with her family watching her, the look on her fathers face as his angelic daughter pushed out a African child right in front of everyone. "Ohhh Ice," Cassie groans as she wraps her arms around the big bulging neck, "Ice, I... I want your baby. Please give me your baby!" "There it is girl, careful what you wish fo!" Ice groaned as he pushed to the hilt, stretching Cassie's little hole out as she felt his dick head grind up against her womb. "Yeah, Wooo! Milk it girl, milk that fucking big black dick." Riley laughed, feeling herself orgasm just by watching the ebony black Adonis inseminate his lily white skinned prey. Black Bred Celeb 01: Cassie Lane Ice's thick hot dick began shooting off hot jets of cum inside her. Cassie ran her fingers up Ice's chest in mock protest, feeling his thick muscular body throb with each hot jet of cum he sprayed inside her. He was plowing her, fertilizing her fertile white womb with black seed. Ice groaned as he slowly pulled out of her, his dick leaving behind a gaping, freshly stretched, worm out red love tunnel. Riley leaned down as she held Cassie's leg behind he head She stuck out her long tongue and slithered it up the side tasting wads of cum mixed with Cassie's virginal juices. With her other arm wrapped around the blond's back she held Cassie's phone up taking a selfie of herself with her tongue out next to Cassie's totally ruined perfect little pussy. Cassie laid sprawled out on the couch breathing hard gasps as the pic of Ice's damage on her pussy was tweeted to all her adoring fans.