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Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 01

By: The Avenger



This is my last series of stories. Thanks for the people that read my stuff and hollered back. The character Jay is also featured in "The Adventures of Dr Knock-Boots."

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Chapter 1: The Emperor's Clothes

"What the fuck am I doing here?" Jay asked himself, feeling bored with his work colleagues, a bunch of yuppies, that he was having a drink with. 

Jay, the 24 year old African was studying Business IT and Accounts. He was currently on attachment, with a prestigious, affluent firm in town, that had its fingers in almost every industry. The experience was causing him to brood a lot. He had always thought all he had to do in life was graduate with flying colors, land a high paying job, buy a house, maybe a couple of of cars, get married, have a couple of kids, and that would be that. However, he was not so sure now. Was that the true meaning of life. That was what his dad had told him, that was what the education system had tried to instill in him. That was what people, all over the world seemed to believe in and live for. However, Jay most definitely did not want to end up like these jerks that he was having a drink with.

Jay looked around at his yuppie colleagues, sitting in this fancy bar, drinking cocktails with fancy names and fancy prices, feeling so special. Jay felt bored as hell, but he could see that his colleagues were so proud of the firm, their jobs, their titles, their cars, their apartments, blah, blah, blah. In fact, they identified and defined themselves through those things. Even as they drank, conversation centered on the firm; recently posted profits, new appointments, expansion plans and firm gossip, like who was fucking who and who got divorced and who got caught fucking around. 

What a bunch of bores, Jay thought. These guys didn't even have it as good as they liked to pretend. They were not dummies, like Kid Rock and Sylvester Stallone. Some of them were pretty smart. But they had sold not just the power of their bodies, but even the creative thoughts of their brains, the minute they signed their contracts. All their ideas were owned, by Seth Smith, their boss. 

They couldn't just get up one day and say "Fuck you Boss, I quit." The firm would sue their asses and get them for every single dime. Furthermore, they were mortgaged up to their gills to afford all that shit they really didn't need. If they got funny and tried to quit, they would be kicked out of their houses and lose their cars, LCD TVs, expensive clothes, credit cards and all that other fancy that made them feel special. It would be repossessed and they would be dragged to court. Even their pretty wives and girlfriends would leave them. And their so called friends would just never call back. And without those things, these guys were nothing.

These guys were getting fucked big time, and they couldn't do fuck all about it, except pretend to be something special and important, and that they had it better than other people. They were like, my firm is better than your firm, my neighborhood, my town is better than yours, my state, my country, my party, my race, my this, my that. Bitch please!

No wonder people held on so tenaciously to all sorts of prejudices. A man who lies to himself will have no problem lying to someone else. And a man who lies about himself will have very little qualms lying about someone else. That was the reason why the News was nothing but propaganda, and Television was really tell-a-lie-vision. These guys were not even really looking for Osama, (and if you doubt it, go ask Biggie's Mama, (watch Biggie and Tupac, the documentary)

It was then that Jay realized what a baggage of shit the White Man had brought unto humanity. And the shit was major! He knew many Blacks, Latinos, Asians and the like, who were aspiring to be like these guys, like his colleagues. They were giving their best, to be welcomed and accepted by these guys. They wanted to belong to these "special", so called "leading men." A black man trying to be white and corny was a bitch, as far as Jay was concerned. But a white man trying to be something special, like these guys around him, now that was even worse than a bitch! This shit needed to be destroyed and rebuilt.

However, he really had no alternative to offer. Not yet at least. He couldn't say like, alright guys, we gonna do this and that and give these people happy, meaningful, satisfied lives. 

Anyway, he wasn't even trying to be the Lord's only son. If he had to die to save the whole of humanity, he wouldn't do it, not freely. He rather grab an AK.47, take ten steps, turn and shot the first person trying to crucify him and make him some kind of a martyr, so they could build some churches around him, kick out people who couldn't pay their tithes and then go and kill, persecute and even rob whole lands in his name. There might have been a couple of people he was prepared to die for, but the whole of humanity, all these fools here at the table, and those out there, hell fucking no!

Failing to find a solution for all humanity, Jay decided to look for a solution for himself. He saw only two options, either get out of this shit completely, or gatecrash the dinner party where the people at the top sat. Hanging somewhere in the middle, getting fucked and fucking other people was just bullshit really. Fuck that! 

Someone had once told him, "Everybody needs to suck a little dick and kiss a little ass here and there just to make it in this world." Jay was determined that if any dick sucking, ass licking and ass fucking was to take place, he would rather fuck them than let them fuck him. 

As the yuppies around him kept going on with their "I am this, I am that, I got this, I got that, the firm this, the boss that, blah, blah, blah," Jay suddenly had a vivid fantasy of making these guys suck his dick and bend over to take it up the ass, right before their wives. That was part one, to show these guys that they were nothing special, just a bunch of cock suckers that were getting fucked up the ass. Part two would be about fucking these guys women, right before their eyes. They deserved better than these punks, pretenders and liars. They deserved a real man, who could fuck them good, take them all the way to heaven, and then bring them down to Earth and show them that heaven was a place to Earth, and his insatiable, big black dick held the key. Jay laughed at the shit his bored head was thinking.

As they saw the African's face crack into a smile, his yuppie colleagues thought he was feeling so good at being allowed to join their ranks. Little did they know that he had devilish plans for them, their mouths, their asses and their wives.

Jay drank to that.

Then he started thinking, damn! What is the point of fucking these guys. These guys were just rats. They thought they were all that, but they held no real power. The King, as in the Rich White Man, had the real cash and the real power. He even owned these guys. 

Yeah, it was better to be sitting at the King's table, than to be the King of a thousand of these rats. At least, when he sat at the King's table, it would give him a chance to seduce the Queen. He would fuck the queen, whilst the King was running around, surrounded by his stooges and wannabes, enjoying the fan fare and pomp, bringing wars to other countries and stealing black gold.

Yeah, he'd fuck the queen real good and send her into a state of delirium. Then he would fuck her again, and again with his big, insatiable black dick, until she was addicted to it, and only desired to worship it, suck it, lick it and get fucked by it. Then with her assistance, he would depose that fake king, turn him into a cock sucker and a fag. Yeah, why not just fuck that king up the ass and put him in his place. And then he would take the King's place. Jay knew America was not ready to see black president, so therefore, he would let the King keep the limelight, but he would definitely get a piece of the cake. 

Chapter 2: The Prince.

The King, as in Seth Smith, the owner of the company that they worked for, wasn't at the Table. But the Prince was. The Prince was David, 28 years old, handsome, smooth shaved meterosexual, with long, flowing blond hair, Michael Bolton style, and big, blue eyes.

When he started his attachment at Smith Holdings, David had immediately tried to make friends with him. There was something about David that Jay didn't like. The guy kept smiling and gazing at him with his glassy eyes like a school girl in love. Jay thought he was a fag, until David invited him for a drink, with his fiancée She turned out to be a pretty, alluring, pale, red headed woman named Ramona. 

Ramona was a 27 year old model. She was tall, pretty and slim. She came to meet them in a bar, dressed in a body hugging, short evening dress. Jay noticed instantly that Ramona liked him. In fact, she was hitting on him, right in front of her fiancée What was even more surprising was that David did not seem bothered. In fact, he seemed excited. When Ramona went to the bathroom, David surprised Jay by saying that he and Ramona had recently started trying out swinging. David said he got off watching other men take Ramona. They had done it a couple of times and absolutely fucking loved it, David said. Ever since Ramona had run into Jay at the office, she was so keen on trying out a black man. David added that the idea thrilled him, provided Jay could keep it on the down low. And if he put up a stellar performance, a financial reward would be forthcoming. The white guy looked pointedly between Jay's legs and asked him if he had a big, black one, and would he like to let Ramona play with it.

"You're joking, right?"

"No. I am serious. I saw you watching Ramona. You want her, don't you? Wanna stuff your big, black cock down her throat and then shove it up in her white pussy. She is shaved yunno. Gosh, I am getting so horny just imagining you fuck my white wife to be with your big, black cock!"

The African was surprised. It was not that he was an innocent good boy. No, indeed Jay had done some dirty deeds in the past. He had made two men watch him fuck their women and even suck his dick. (see The Adventures of Dr Knock-Boots). However, he had had to break them and force them to submit. He had always assumed that no man did such stuff of his own free will. However, this guy was asking him to fuck his wife. Jay felt uneasy about the whole thing and gently declined. He left before Ramona returned. Jay chuckled, wondering if the two would be mourning over the black dick they had just missed. 

Since then, Jay had avoided David like a plague. 

However, as Jay now made up his mind to invite himself to the King's table, he saw that David was his ticket. After the guys finished their drinks, Jay walked David to his car.

"Hey, listen, remember our conversation, yunno, about me and your alluring fiancée, Ramona?" Jay began, as they stood before David's Ferrari.

"Oh that," David blushed. He could still remember how the African had acted all shocked and nauseated. And what was even worse, Ramona had been pissed when she came back from the bathroom to find Jay gone. She said David had fucked up things. "Listen man, I was just drunk. I didn't mean any of that seriously."

"Oh, what a pity, coz I have never been able to get it out of my mind, you know. I was really hoping to get to know Ramona better. Your wife is so alluring. Damn man, as a matter of fact, she is sizzling hot. Think you guys might have some time at the week end."

David's heart beat wildly with excitement.

"I will ask Ramona about it. I think she will be ecstatic."

"Good, lemme know tomorrow at work. Meanwhile, tell your sweet fiancée how much I really miss her," Jay took David's hand and led it to his crotch. David's eyes opened wide as he felt a long, thick throbbing cock pressing into his palm. His fingers squeezed it.

As the white boy's hand remained glued to his cock, Jay smiled inwardly. In his book, men who liked to watch their wives with other men were bisexuals, at least. Jay could tell that David wanted his cock, and not just for the Missus neither. And he would get it too, right before his wife.

"Alright. Talk to your wife Dave, and holler back tomorrow. See you at the office."

David was reluctant to let go of the big, black cock. It felt so long and so thick. And feeling it throb with power and energy through the the young African's trousers filled him with exhilaration. He couldn't wait to get home and tell his wife about it. They would be finally getting their first big, black cock. One of many, he truly hoped.

Jay drove to his apartment, singing along to Robert Cray's Strong persuader (Right next door).

His mind drifted back to the first time that he had made a white man go down on him in college. In his first year, he had worked week ends in a pub, as bar man. A workmate of his, Brad, a white kid from upstate NY had been the lucky man. Jay had gotten along well with Brad. Brad was a tall, handsome blond guy. Girls loved the white guy. Jay had known many players in his life, but never one of Brad's caliber. The guy had a regular girlfriend, a tall, slim Scandinavian student named Mirja. Mirja was a tall, slim top notch ho, with big, blue eyes and long, bright blond hair. She liked to dress skimpy and guys were always trying to fuck her. However, this did not stop Brad from doing at least two to three other chicks per week. Jay just figured the 24 year old guy was over sexed. To be honest, he was even envious of Brad, because fly girls just seemed to be all over the blond hunk's dick.

Brad was always very friendly to Jay, and liked to hug him before and after work. They would go out for a couple of beers after knocking off. Brad would always invite Jay over to his place for breakfast, but Jay always turned him down, coz all he wanted after a long shift was his bed, with or without something to poke on. However, he never thought much of Brad's over friendly manner to him, until he met a brother who used to drink in their pub. Rahim, for that was the brother's name, said something that Jay could not believe. He claimed that he had gone drinking with Brad and they had ended up going to Rahim's, to smoke a joint or two. Brad had then surprised the brother, by saying stuff like, "Ain't nothing wrong with men getting intimate. I mean, we all find it sexy when two women go down on each other. Why shouldn't men be accorded the same right?"

"Coz that's some homo, fag shit, fool!" Rahim responded.

"Come on dude, don't be old fashioned and priggish. Men know how to suck cock better than women, if you want, I can prove it to you. Gosh, I have been waiting to suck on a black cock for so long!"

With no further ado, Brad had then apparently reached out to stroke Rahim's cock. He was trying to fish the brother's dick out of his pants when Rahim grabbed him by the throat and put a size 12 Timberland boot up his ass.

"That white boy's a fag yo! I swear, I ain't never talking to that boy no more."

"Word son. Word!" Jay had responded. 

"Can you believe, that white dude wants to suck a black cock? Can you imagine?"

Jay did not say so, but he definitely could imagine. In fact, in his mind, he saw it like a motion picture, in 3D, full color, with Dolby surround and all.

The thought of having a white guy kneeling at his feet, sucking on his long black cock simply excited and thrilled him. He couldn't even wait.

Jay called Brad and invited him over to watch a basketball match and smoke a blunt or two. Brad accepted immediately. By the end of the second quarter, both guys were stoned. It was then that Jay turned to the blond hunk and said,

"Yo, I ran into Rahim the other day and he told me what went down..."

"What did he say man! Rahim is a liar!!!" Brad said quickly, his face going beet red before Jay even said a thing.

"Chill Brad. Rahim is a fool. And why the fuck you wanna suck his cock for any old how? That Nigga got a little ass dick and he doesn't even shower..."

"He is a liar man, I never said I wanted to.... It was just a joke..."

"Chill Brad. Look at this," Jay slowly pushed his short shorts down his dark, powerful thighs. He laid his long, thick black dick along his thigh. "You wanna try a black cock, here is one for you..."

Brad trembled and shook his red face from side to side. But his big, golden eyes were glued to the twitching black snake.

"Don't be shy Brad. You wanna try out a black cock, well, here's a real mother for you. Go down and lick it, white boy..."

"No!" Brad gasped.

Jay couldn't wait a second longer to get his black cock sucked by a blond white boy, so he simply cupped the back of Brad's head and pulled his face down towards his cock. Brad put up token resistance. But as soon as his lips met the throbbing black man meat, the white boy started licking.

As the Ref blew the whistle for the third quarter, Jay kicked off his shorts and made Brad kneel between his parted thighs.

"That's the right position for you to suck my dick from boy, whitey. Now gobble up the dick and wank the motherfucker and shit. Plus stroke them big black balls, or better yet, lick them."

jay leaned back in the couch, puffing on a blunt and watching Kobe hit 3 pointers, whilst his white workmate sucked his dick. Kobe was the top scorer, but the Knicks lost, which meant Jay's day was perfect. But to make it even better, he fucked the taste out of Brad's mouth and bust three nuts back to back. Seeing the tall, handsome blond hunk feed hungrily on his cock just made him feel so elated. He even pulled it out and shot it in his eye.

After satisfying his hunger for black dick, Brad was all shy and embarrassed, and he begged Jay not to tell the boys at work about it, because they were homophobic. Jay said he wouldn't, as long as Brad brought his girlfriend the next day, and let her enjoy the black meat treat as well.

For several months, Jay would fuck Mirja, the blond Swede and then stick his cock in her boyfriend's mouth and let him taste her pussy off the big, black cock. Mirja found it so exciting and so amusing to see her boyfriend being dominated by Jay and made to suck black cock right before her eyes. What pleased Jay the most was that Brad seemed to be very ashamed of his actions, yet he just could not resist the black cock. The blond just had to kneel before the dark man and suck on his dick whenever he was told to. The Swede begged Jay to fuck her boyfriend up the ass and then he did him. She loved it so much to see her boyfriend being fucked by that black cock that she loved so much. The only other thing she liked so much was to see Brad being made to eat Jay's black ass, something he loved and did so slavishly.

Jay finally quit his job in the pub and quit fucking with the white couple. However, it had been fun whilst it lasted.

As Jay pulled up in front of his apartment, his dick was rock hard. He couldn't wait to do the same with David and Ramona. If David thought the black man would just play substitute stud for him and his wife, he was dead wrong. Jay had devious plans for that rich white boy and his wife. Both of them.

Chapter 3: The cock hungry wife

Jay visited David and Ramona at their fancy, spacious apartment for supper, the following Saturday. Since it was warm outside, and he was going to service a white woman, who craved black cock, Jay simply put on a tight, white wife beater, that hugged his bulging chest muscles, and a pair of long shorts that hung loosely around his hips.

The twenty four year old student was of mediums height, and had a very athletic body. His skin was dark, and he had very African features. He had big, mysterious brown eyes. His hair was cropped shortly. The thing about him that turned women on the most were his finely defined abs. 

Ramona and David lived in an exclusive apartment block that his family owned. The place was like a small palace. The furniture alone could have fed a whole trailer park 5 course meals for a year. As they waited at the bar for the fiancée to come and join them, David proudly informed him that he had it every tiny bit removed and replaced once or twice a year, so as not to get bored. He was even proud of his decadence.


Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 01



When Ramona walked in, David immediately rushed to meet her, took her hand and proudly led her to Jay, to present his darling, pretty, alluring wife to be. Jay's heart nearly stopped beating, and he was to ever wonder how it still managed to pump his dick full of blood, giving him an instant erection.

Ramona wore her long, blazing red hair open, like a silky mane. Her long, pale, pretty face was well made up. Her lips were a glossy, cherry red, that matched her hair. The sexy fiancée was wearing a short and sexy, mini halter dress with subtle sparkle and beaded fabrication. It had an enticing deep-plunging neckline and completely open back. It was glued to her curvy hips, and went a quarter way down her thighs at the most. Her juicy thighs were encased in red, transparent, mid thigh stockings, that disappeared into a pair of knee high, red, studded boots with rhinestone heels and side zippers. They were very pointed. 

"You like," Ramona asked the impressed, dark African, in a soft, husky voice, her blue eyes smoldering with lust.

Jay panicked for a second. He could not believe that David was offering him this hot woman on a silver platter. Then he caught himself. They wanted him. They needed his dick, to do a man's job. So there was no need to act nervous.

"You are looking hot Mama. Turn around with it, and show a Nigga that ass," he said in a good natured, deep, husky voice.

"Is it okay for me to use the N word?" she asked him, smiling coyly and licking her glossy lips.

"You can say what you want Mama... Long as you show me that fine white ass," Jay chuckled dirtily.

David proudly held up his wife's hand she turned gracefully on her high heeled boots. The dress was cupping her round, juicy ass globes like a second skin. Jay couldn't wait to grab them and shove his cock in between them.

"That's hot baby. You got a Nigga's dick all hard, I swear."

"I'm wearing red thongs too." She slowly raised her dress, to reveal her pale, onion bottom. Indeed, it was split by a tiny, red thong. "You like?"

"Most definitely."

"You guys cool it down a sec. Lets go eat," David said, smiling. He was looking forward to an evening of watching his fiancée thoroughly fucked. Something about the athletic, energetic young African made him know that his wife was going to enjoy herself and cumm thoroughly.

Supper was served by two maids. It was a tasty, delicious 3 course, poultry meal, accompanied by semi sweet, imported French wine. Jay knew he had a man's job ahead of him, so he ate heartily. Ramona nibbled at her food, she said she didn't want to be too full of the other stuff, in her rear. "Good woman," Jay thought, as he devoured the tasty morsels. All throughout supper, Ramona just couldn't take his eyes off him. She was just raring to have a go at the handsome, athletic black man.

David had told Jay to be careful with Ramona. She liked things done her way. Jay had to promise to listen to her and let her be fully in charge. Jay had readily agreed. However, he had no intention of letting a woman boss him. He was the man with the dick that she wanted. He wasn't a weak wimp like her husband to be.

Afterwards, they retired to the spacious living room. Ramona and David sat on a couch. Jay took out three blunts, fired them up, and handed them out. The weed was potent, and Jay felt his awareness seeming to expand to encompass the whole universe, as he puffed away. Then he compressed it all together and focused it entirely on Ramona For now, he ignored David. Late on, the guy would have an important role to play, but for now, he was just a statistic.

"Ramona. I wanna see your tits. Pull your dress off them and show them to Nigga..." Jay said in a polite, yet firm tone.

Ramona met and held his confident gaze for many long seconds. He didn't waver. David bated his breath. He couldn't believe that Jay was already screwing things up. Ramona hated being commanded around.

"Mmmmm. A man who gives orders. I like that..." Ramona pulled her tits out of her dress. They were medium sized and were crowned with long, pink nipples. 

"Those are beautiful tits, Ramona. I wanna see those nipples real long and hard. Stroke them for the Head Nigga in Charge!" His tone was jocular, yet there was no doubt that he meant it.

"Head Nigger in Charge!" Ramona chuckled and and started pulling on her nipples and tweaking them slowly, deliberately. Ramona moaned as she pulled on her sensitive, engorged nipples. I think I am gonna love giving this nigger head. By the way, David told me that you have a big cock. Is it true?" she giggled. "He told me that you made him touch it, and he found that very exciting."

"You'll soon find out, my dear. But right now, its all about you though. Ramona, why don't you part your thighs and show me your sweet, lil white pussy. David told me that its shaved clean."

Ramona cooed as she eased her dress around her hips and threw her thighs wide apart, putting one booted leg across her husband's thighs. Jay found himself gazing at a cunt, covered in a tight, red gusset. 

Following Jay's lurid instructions, the horny white fiancée smiled naughtily as she pulled her thong up between her pussy lips, revealing the sides of her pale, smooth shaved pussy.

"Yeah, that's it, you horny white slut. Pull that up and down you wet pussy.. Play with your cunt!"

"Oh!!! I like it when you talk like that to me. You make me feel like a horny slut!"

"You are a horny slut! I want you to frig your clit and finger fuck that pussy until you cumm. Cumm for me bitch! Show me how horny you are."

Ramona's face reddened slightly. But she followed his instructions, licking her digits, and then pulling her pussy lips apart, so he was looking down her wet, dripping hole. She then fingered her clit, and stroked her pussy. She was so horny and so stoned, and the lewd situation was turning her on so much. She rolled her hips on the couch, moaning as she fucked her dripping gash with three digits, whilst her other hand rubbed her excited clit vigorously.

"That's it, you white slut! Frig that fucking white pussy that's screaming for my big, black cock! You want a Nigga pole up in that white hole, don't you. Make yourself cumm, you white whore!"

"Oh fu-u-u-ck! He's turning me on so much with all that dirty talk! I wanna fuck that NIGGER!" she cried at her husband. "Please lemme fuck that Nigger darling!"

"Yes! Baby! You can fuck him all you want!" David said to his wife, and she exploded all over her fingers. The force of her shattering orgasm knocked her back into the couch. Jay gazed at her pale pussy. It was contracting, as if gasping for breath. He knew he was gonna love fucking that ho.

Jay gave her time to recover. David stuck his blunt in her mouth and she puffed away. 

"Ramona, I want you to get down on your knees and crawl here to me. And pull that dress up, so I can see that hot ass and them tight thongs!"

"Come on, dude, you don't have to make her crawl around like some cheap whore!"

You gonna do what I say, and come get yourself this Nigga dick, aren't you, you horny white whore!" Jay said, cupping his fat bulge in his hand.

"Dot do it darling. And don't talk to her like that Jay."

"Oh relax, David. We're just having dirty fun and games. And I like it for a nigger to talk to me like that," Ramona told her husband, eying Jay's bulge. She blew David a kiss without looking at him. Then she forgot all about him. 

She sank down on all fours and pulled up her dress way up to reveal that fine, pale ass in the tiny, red thong. She crawled on all fours to Jay. He parted his dark, powerful thighs and she crawled in between them. He leaned down at her and caught her face in both hands.

"Come to get some big, Nigga dick huh? White whore?" His voice was deep, husky, taunting yet erotic.

"Uh huh!" she gasped, her face beaming.

Then his dark, hungry lips were devouring hers as his hands grabbed her pale cheeks and kneaded them like dough. He shoved his tongue deep into her mouth and kissed her fiercely, whilst sinking his fingers into her flesh. Ramona shuddered and moaned deep into his lips as they kissed greedily, almost as if their mouths were wrestling. David started stroking his cock. 

Jay pulled his lips off hers with a loud smack. Her lust filled eyes blazed up at him. There was something about those big, blue eyes, and the wanton look on her face, the pure, raw lust, that told him that he could do what he wanted with her. She was desperate for a good, thorough fuck. She didn't want to be made love to, she wanted to be taken and fucked. 

Jay grabbed a handful of hair in one hand and yanked. With the other, he slapped her cheek, hard enough to jolt her, but not not enough to hurt, several times. Then he hooked his thumb into her mouth. She moaned and started licking it greedily. He shoved his dark face into hers.

"I am gonna fuck you like you have never been fucked, white bitch!" he yanked on her hair, turning her face to the ceiling. With his other hand, he grabbed her by the throat.. Then his thick, wet, soft lips devoured her neck. He licked, sucked and nibbled on her soft skin, pulling his lips off her with loud plops. He even put hickies on her. Then he nibbled on her ear and put his tongue in there.

"You like that huh! White slut! Like that!" he slapped cheek lightly.

"Oh yes! I love it when you do that to me. Treat me like your nigger whore, please! I love it!" gasped. 

Jay stood up and pulled his wife beater off. Ramona gasped as she saw his dark, defined belly muscles. Her mouth watered instantly. Almost in disbelief, she reached up to trace his six pack with her dainty fingers.

"Wow! Now that's a man's belly."

"Take off them shorts and see the big, Nigga dick you crying for bitch!"

She hastily undid his buckle and his pants dropped, leaving him in loose boxers, which had a mighty tent in them. 

"Oh gosh! Looks like you have a black snake in here!" Ramona gasped. She hastily pulled his boxers off. His cock sprang free and it pointed at her face. Her mouth watered as she gazed at a long, fat, dark, thickly veined shaft, with a round, bulbous head, that was covered by his foreskin.

"Gosh, is all that black cock for me?"

"Yeah, white bitch! Now, I'm gonna baptize you in the name of black Nigga dick!" Jay grabbed it and grabbed her by the hair and rubbed his thick, spongy head all over her face as if anointing her. Ramona moaned and cried with pleasure, trembling as she felt it all over her eyes, cheeks, lips, nose and forehead.

"Now, show your husband how a white wife to be like you sucks a black dick. Show him how much you love a big, hard Nigga dick!"

"Oh, I am falling in love with this nigger cock for sure!"

Ramona grabbed the thick, throbbing black dick in her dainty, manicured white hands. She greedily licked it, smearing her lips into it and dragging them all over the thick shaft. She bathed the entire shaft in her saliva. Jay then pushed her face lower and dropped his fat, dark dick on her pale forehead. The white fiancée feasted on his big, black balls. She slurped and sucked away loudly, greedily. The horny white ho even tried to get both balls into her mouth at once, but failed. Then she resumed licking them.

Jay gazed at David. The guy was staring in awe as he saw his wife turned into the black man's cock slut. He had shared his wife with other guys before, but none of them had ever been this dominant, rude or vulgar to her. She had called the shots. David could not believe that his dominant red head was allowing herself to be thus treated, and loving it. 

Jay yanked Ramona from his balls. He shoved two fingers into her mouth and roughly opened her jaws. Then he spat into her mouth.

"Stick your tongue out bitch!" She did, instantly, and he beat her tongue with his dick, repeatedly, producing loud, succulent slaps. Ramona gasped and grunted. She now had a wild, possessed look on her face.

Jay eased into her mouth like an old school vet, stretching her pretty, red mouth lewdly. 

"Mmmmm!" Ramona moaned, smacking her lips around him like he was juicy and tasty. She ran her tongue around the fat head and chewed on it languidly.

"Go down on me baby, show me how far you can go! White whore!"

Ramona pushed down on his dick, and it filled her mouth to overflowing. She managed half his length, and felt the fat head lodge at the back of her throat.

"Fuck that, white ho, you can do better than that. Deep throat that motherfucker. And look up in my fucking eyes, slut!"

Ramona's big, blue eyes blazed with wanton lust as she bore down on him, forcing his thick head into her tight throat. She reached up, to wrap a hand around his shaft whilst the other cupped and started squeezing his big, dangling balls. 

David felt pity for his wife, with her mouth gaping so widely around the huge, black cock. There was no way she could take that dick down her throat. Her lips seemed to be opening and clamping back around Jay's dick in desperation. But he underestimated his wife. She started bobbing her head up and down, her palm corkscrewing around the thick shaft that was wet with her saliva. Slowly, but surely, she was fucking more and more of the black cock down her constricting throat. Now she had three quarters. David started believing that she would make it.

But suddenly, Ramona shot back, yanking her mouth off the cock. She coughed, spluttered and gurgled, slapping her throat and gasping for breath. Her face was all red. Saliva and mucus drooled down her chin.

"Fuck!" she rasped! "You nearly burst my throat. I thought that nigger dick was gonna burst right through my neck!"

"If you wanna fuck this dick bitch, you gonna have to deep throat the motherfucker, and I mean all of it. Now, do it bitch!"

"Wait, I need a drink. Gimme my glass, David."

She barked the order, and David obeyed. She drank slowly, rubbing her throat. Then she handed David the glass and told him to refill it.

"David, take off your clothes and wank your cock whilst your wife deep throats this black Nigga dick!"

David blushed as he undressed, but he did it pretty fast too. His wife stated the obvious, as her husband palmed his hard erection.

"He is much smaller than you. I deep throat him easily." Jay laughed. David smarted, even his palm closed around his rock hard, six inch pecker

"Now, lets see if I can handle this big nigger cock! Here we go again," she announced and went back at it. 

Determined, she bore down on the big black cock. She fucked it slowly down her throat. She passed the three quarters. Her eyes were bulging wide open and going all glassy with tears. Even as her gaping mouth resembled a snake trying to swallow a chicken, Ramona was no quitter. She pulled more and more of his dick inside, fucking her constricting throat farther down.

Jay suddenly snatched her red hair in both hands and shoved her all the way down his turgid cock. She jerked hard. His powerful, dark arms flexed as he pushed her into his groin, squashing her pretty face into his shaved pubes. He held her there. Her body jerked repeatedly an she gurgled, but he kept her there. Even when she slapped his thighs, he kept her there. David was getting sick with worry. He thought Jay was gonna choke his wife to be to death, with that huge black cock of his. But something kept him in his place, wanking his cock ferociously.

Jay finally released her and she shot back. Her eyes were glassy with tears as she gasped and looked up her tormentor. She gasped weakly, stroking her throat trying to catch her breath and her bearings.

"You fucking nigger asshole. Fuck you!" she gasped.

"You are going to, bitch!" he laughed. "Its like virginity, its only painful the first time. Now that white whore throat is open like a highway for this black cock. Now, suck my fucking cock. Do it again bitch!" he smiled down at her and put his hands behind his back. 

"Fucking big dick nigger! You had better be good, you hear!" 

She spat a thick amount of mucus and saliva on his cock and rubbed it all over his shiny, dark shaft. Then she vacuumed his thick head into her mouth and went down on him with voracity. She slurped and sucked away wetly. Her red head bobbed up and down ferociously, as she wanked his dick, furiously, hard and fast. 

David was surprised that his wife was continuing her oral ministrations to Jay. He had expected the feisty, dominant redhead to terminate all proceedings after what Jay had just done to her. He was even more surprised now, coz she was obviously trying to make Jay cumm.

She sucked him wildly, greedily, breathing through her flared nostrils as both her hands worked his shaft. She pulled her lips off him with a plop and wanked his dick head fast, her hands moving in a blur. Then she spat on it and gobbled in up again. She was devouring his cock with hunger.

"Ah fuck bitch!" Jay suddenly jerked away from her, laughing. "You horny bitch, trying to force the cumm out of me huh?"

"After what you did to me, you gonna have to reward my white whore mouth with your creamy cumm. And I want that dick to stay hard, you hear?"

"No problem, but only on one condition. After I pump my cumm in your mouth, I want you to go and share it with David. Save some for him!"

"What! That's so horny. Come here baby!"

Ramona was beaming with joy and excitement as she went back to sucking Jay. David's hand paused in the middle of wanking his bursting dick. He wanted to protest and explain to Jay that he was only a passive watcher when Ramona fucked other guys. He would only fuck her afterwards, when the other guy had left. However, he could see that the two had no intention of hearing that. And something about the lurid idea excited him. The white husband to be beat his meat with a vengeance.

Ramona felt wild and exhilarated. She even deep throated Jay all the way and held it. Proudly, she rubbed her nose into his crotch. It was all much easier now since he had opened up her throat. 

She then held his dick head between her lips and vacuumed it with intensity as she beat his meat ferociously till he came hard, exploding in her mouth. The thick torrents of cumm that spurted angrily into her mouth surprised her. She filled up rapidly. She pulled back and was caught by a jet of cumm to the forehead, and another and another.

"Oh fuck! That's awesome!" David exclaimed and he shot a fountain of cumm high above the couch.

Jay then yanked her to her feet by the hair and led her to her husband. He pushed her onto his lap and she immediately hugged David. He seemed unsure if he should really do this. But she sealed her cumm drenched lips onto his and forced her tongue in. He tasted Jay's thick, salty creamy cumm on her tongue and lips. Then she forced his jaw open and let a thick globule of cumm slide into his mouth and another. He heard her gulping and swallowing and did like wise.

"Lick my cumm off her face!"

"Oh shit! This is hot!" Ramona gasped. "Lick his cumm off my face. Do it darling!"

"No! No!" David gasped. 

"Yes! Do it!" Jay growled, grabbing the blond guy by his long hair. He directed his mouth to the spots that Ramona held out for her husband to lick till she was clean. David slavishly cleaned his wife with his tongue. He did not know why he was doing it, and why it gave him such perverted pleasure. 

Jay picked Ramona off her hubby to be and dumped her on the couch besides her husband.

"Lemme take off my dress!"

"I'm gonna fuck you in that hot outfit," he told her, as he parted her thighs and raised them. "Hold them thighs up David."

As David did so, Jay fished her thong out of her crack and hooked it over an ass cheek, freeing her dripping, gleaming, bald pussy. He slapped her shaved cunt repeatedly, making her yelp and shudder.

"Look at that fucking white pussy, dripping like a river. Hungry for some big Nigga cock huh!"




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 01



"Oh yessssss! Yesssss! I want that big black dick in me! Please Jay. Please shove it in me!"

"In my own good time, bitch!" he slapped her pussy again, then he wriggled two fat digits into her sloppy cunt and stroked the roof, whilst he teased her engorged clit with his thumb. He finger fucked her with ever increasing tempo, till his hand was slapping wetly into her squelchy cunt. She moaned and gasped, rolling her hips and fucking his hand back lustily.

"Oh fuck. Yeah. Fuck me. Shit! Ahhhhhh!"

As she started crying out aloud, tossing her red hair all over the show. Jay yanked his fingers out and shoved his dick in her. She screamed and bucked hard as the thick black man meat invaded her orgasming pussy, filling it up and stretching it.

"I have a nigger cock in my pussy! Oh my gosh! David! See that!" she screamed.

Jay sank his powerful hands into her hips and started fucking her hard and fast, pumping her onto his cock like she was rag doll. His cock sloshed loudly in and out of her dripping pussy as he rammed it into the farthest depths of her tunnel. Ramona, was sent hurtling into the throes of a fierce orgasm. And the more, the harder and the faster he fucked her with his thick, hard, black cock, the harder she came and the louder she shrieked.

Ramona thought she was going crazy. She glared with exploding eyes up at the muscular black beast that was fucking her, a dark, menacing, mean fucking machine that was giving her immense pleasure and sending her into delirium. She felt as if his dick was fucking every tiny cell in her body, like she was just one giant pussy being fucked by the big, hard black dick!

She wanted to scream at him to stop before he killed her with pleasure. But even more, she wanted to shout that this was exactly the type of mind blowing sex she had searched for and never really found and she never wanted it to stop. She looked up at her husband who was holding up her thighs, gazing with a mixture of worry and fascination at his screaming, threshing wife. She grabbed his arm and sank her fingers into him, brutally.

"Yesssssss! Yessssssss!!!!" she shouted like a lunatic, screaming the house down as Jay continued pummeling her. 

Finally, the white woman's head snapped back and she lay still, tongue hanging out of her gasping mouth, her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

Jay laughed and pulled his dick out of her pussy with a loud plop.

"Is she alright?" David asked with slight worry. From the moans emanating from his wife, she was definitely alright.

"The bitch is fine. Just got knocked out by a Nigga dick I guess. Keep holding them legs up. She is gonna be needing more of that soon."

Chapter 5: Dominating David

Jay walked to his drink and sipped it casually. He lit another blunt and walked back to where the husband was holding up his rasping, well fucked wife's legs, gazing at her gaping, well fucked pussy. Jay walked straight up to him and took his blond head in his hand. His thick, hard dick pointed straight at David's mouth.

"What are you doing! Jay! Stop that!"

"You need to keep that dick hard for your woman, bitch!"

Jay rubbed his spongy dick head all over David's smooth shaved face. David struggled feebly, but he kept holding Ramona's legs up. Jay pressed the thick shaft of his dick lengthwise on David's lips. 

"Lick it boy. Taste your hot white woman's pussy off my dick. Do it."

David wanted to protest. He wanted to say , "No! I cant do this! This is unnatural!" But there was something hypnotic about the thick, veined dark shaft that was filling up his vision. It felt so god, the way it was pulsing on his lips. It was attracting his mouth like a magnet. And the smell, of her pussy, and his black dick, was just so mouth watering.

He could not even move back. Instead, he found himself opening his lips to the throbbing manhood. His ears started ringing with excitement. His heart beat like a drum. And his mouth watered so immensely he had to swallow. He started licking it, tasting his wife's familiar juices, and Jay's male muskiness. Jay see sawed his cock back and forth along the white man's mouth.

"That's it boy. Lick it like a lolly boy. Slurp away with them lips. Suck on that big Nigga dick"

David did too, licking it clean. Jay then brought the fat, spongy head to his lips. The black man pushed. David felt the thick head slip in past his white man's lips. Then it was resting on his tongue and nudging the roof of his mouth.. David just didn't know what the fuck to do. His brain ceased working.

"Suck on it boy. Suck it like a vacuum, that's a good boy."

David vacuumed it. Jay groaned and started pumping his hips back and forth, telling him to stroke it real good with his tongue.

David felt his cock harden instantly as the black man fucked his mouth, feeding more and more black dick into him.

"David, make some noise. I cant hear a thing!"

David made music with his mouth, slurping away. The more he put into it, the more he enjoyed it. Soon his groans of relish were filling the room.

"oh fuck!" Ramona gasped, looking up at her fiancée sucking the black dick that had brought her so much pleasure. "I cant believe this."

David froze. Then he tried to pull back, but Jay's powerful hands held him trapped and kept the cock lodged between his lips. He looked wildly at Ramona, with a mouth full of black cock.

"I am making him keep that dick hard for you."

Ramona giggled. "Damn! You are one nasty nigger. Making my husband to be suck your dick right in front of me."

"Its the least he can do, since his dick cant even satisfy you! Tell me when you are ready for more!"

"Fuck his face some more. Gosh! This is crazy, sexy hot! Fuck his face with that black cock!" she started stroking her vagina, her face covered by a beaming smile. "Fuck him some more please..."

"You heard boy. Suck that dick! Your lady wants to see just how much of a cock sucker you are, don't disappoint her!"

Jay proceeded to fuck David's mouth and David proceeded to suck him. At first he was shy, blushing away coz Ramona was watching. But as he heard her groan with lust, David gave it all he had. He sucked away greedily, till Jay finally withdrew his cock and returned to Ramona's pussy.

Jay made David slide his cock up into Ramona Then he fucked the pale white fiancée, slowly at first, letting her enjoy every single inch of black cock as it fucked her wet, hungry tunnel.

"Oh! I love that black dick! Please fuck me Jay. Don't you ever stop. Keep feeding my hungry white pussy with your black flesh!" she begged.

"Yeah, take that!" Jay fucked her long and good, taking her to the edge of another orgasm. Then he made David lick her clit as he fucked her slit. He simply pulled him down by his Michael Bolton hair and gave him a close up view of his dick in his wife. David nibbled and sucked away on Ramona's fat clit until her hips started bucking wildly. 

Jay fucked David's mouth again. Then he made Ramona bend over the back of the couch. She sucked his dick for a change as David went and got a tube of lube. David was made to eat her asshole and stick his tongue all the way up in her pink bud as Jay fucked her face. Jay then told him to lube her asshole and his cock. David found himself obeying all of Jay's orders. He even slipped the fat black cock into his wife's asshole. He held the throbbing tool firmly and pushed it in, seeing her tiny hole slowly mushroom open around it. 

David was so fascinated from seeing her tiny asshole so stretched by the thick, hard back dick. Jay made him wank the thick shaft as he fucked more and more into her.

Ramona loved the brutal ass fucking Jay gave her after she had acclimatised to his cock. His hips slapped loudly into her ass, plunging his dark, black cock deep into her rear tunnel. She pushed back at him loving every jarring thrust that shook her to the core of her being.

"Oh fuck! This nigger can fuck!" she screamed. "Don't stop please. Fuck my white asshole. Tear me a new one please! Baby!"

Jay finally pulled it out and made David suck it. 

"Go on bitch! Taste your woman's ass off my cock! Suck it boy!"

David sucked away happily. 

"Oh fuck! This is amazing!" Ramona gasped in disbelief. "I cant believe this. Jay. I love you baby! Thanks!"

"Come and grab him by the hair and pump his face up and down my dick!"

She did it instantly. Jay fucked his dick into David's mouth, whilst his wife yanked on his long, blond hair and banged his his head on the black, turgid piece of man meat. His face got fucked dizzy. 

"This is so fucking funny. And so horny!" Ramona gasped. "Suck that black nigger cock darling. You look so good with a mouth full of black cock."

Jay finally pulled out. He made Ramona go on all fours over David and bring her pussy down on his face. David did not even have shit to say. He was told what to do and did it.

Jay fucked her ass doggy style. She was all wild and wanton, feeling so excited from their devilish deed they had just done and were doing. David's tongue felt so good in her pussy, and Jay's dick felt so hot in her asshole. She loved feeling it slide in and out of her well lubed hole as David's tongue stroked her clit licked her slit. She threw her ass back at Jay as he pummeled her viciously. She knew she might even bruise Davids nose, but she did not care. She screamed the house down as she experienced an orgasm in her clit and another in her ass simultaneously.

Jay then came in her asshole. His cock swelled to great proportions and she had to wince even as she came, again and again. Finally, he pulled out of her, leaving thick torrents of cumm gushing out of her gaping hole.

"Squat over him and feed him."

Ramona giggled with excitement and did it. "oh fuck, this is fan-fucking-tastic. Shit! Lick my asshole David. That's it baby, stick that tongue up in my hole..."

David gazed up at the gaping, messy, cumm smeared asshole hanging above his mouth. He felt nausea. He wanted to say no! But he couldn't just say no. A thick globule of cumm gathered in her opening, it started to dangle. He opened his mouth and it dropped right on his tongue. Then Ramona's asshole descended on his mouth. She smeared it on him.

"Go on David, don't be shy now, suck my ass clean. Lick that tasty Nigger cumm straight out of my asshole. That''s it baby!""

David started licking and sucking. A wave of elation came over him and he started licking with gusto, even wriggling his tongue up into her hole to catch all of the cumm.

"Squeeze and push baby. Feed the hungry boy!" Jay told the horny wife. She squeezed her rectum and farted right in her husband's face.

David was told to go and make fresh drinks. Jay told him not to clean up his disgusting face. As he left the room, Ramona turned to him and laughed.

"Fuck, you are unbelievable. I cant believe what you are making David do. Even I have never pushed him that far. DO you think that he is gay?"

"I don't know and I don't care. When you need dick, you call me."

"Come on, he is my husband to be. I'm gonna have to fuck him sometimes. But you can fuck me any time you want."

"I wanna fuck him up the ass!"

"What! Gosh! He wont let you! No way!"

"Do you wanna see it?"

"Of course I wanna see it. And if he lets you do it, fuck him real hard, you hear. Hard core!"

When David returned, Jay made him suck his cock again. David did it eagerly. Then he told him to bend over, and said he was gonna fuck his ass.

"What! No! No! Please don't?"

"Please don't!" Ramona laughed.

"David, if you don't let me, I will let everyone in the firm know what transpired here. I will tell them I fucked you up the ass anyway. You know, everybody things you are gay anyway, with your meterosexual stuff and your long, blond hair. You will be finished in the office. Imagine when your daddy finds out?"

"No!!!"

"Bend over boy. Lube his ass, Ramona"

"Come and stick that super Nigga dick into my mouth whilst I lube him. Lemme get your cock all hard for his asshole! Gosh! I cant believe this!"

David was made to kneel before Ramona. She fed lube into his asshole and finger fucked him, wriggling three digits round and round his tiny hole, loosening him up.

"I wanna put it in," the red haired fiancée gasped with excitement as she brought Jay's dick to her man's pink ass hole. She directed him to the hole. David winced and gasped as the thick, spongy head pushed against his opening.

"No! Its painful!"

"Stop bitching, bitch!" Ramona snapped and slapped his ass cheek. "Shove it in Jay... Fuck his bitch white ass with that big black dick!"

Jay plunged his dick in and David screamed with immense pain. He tried to break free but the both held him down. Jay kept his dick in him letting him get used to it. Ramon was so nice she even stroked his ass cheeks for him.

Jay slowly started rolling his hips. Then he was fucking the white husband to be up the ass, right in front of his wife to be. David hated himself for loving it, but love it he did. Soon, his erection was raging and he was moaning with pleasure on every thrust of the fat black sausage up his ass. Jay and Ramona's words stung him as they amused themselves over him. But this seemed to increase his wanton lust. As he felt the black dick slide in and out of his tunnel, he felt such immense pleasure, like he had never felt before. 

"Oh fuck!!! I'm cumming!" he tried to stifle it, but he couldn't They all heard his cumm shoot wetly onto the floor. 

Jay fucked his ass relentlessly, slamming his dick into him, making him bawl with a mixture of pleasure and pain. To make the white boy's humiliation complete, Jay then made him suck his cock and taste his own asshole, until he came all over his face.

Chapter 7: A foot in the door is better than two in the bush

Things had not exactly gone the way that David had envisioned them. However, all three of them knew that things would never be the same again. Ramona gave Jay total access to her body. He could drop by and fuck her any time he wanted and David couldn't have shit to say. No one wanted his opinion and what not. Jay could have David's ass any time he wanted, just to see him with an asshole full of black cock. 

David loved being humiliated and violated anally. Ramona went and bought several strap on dildos, all of them black. She made him lick and suck her pussy and asshole to several orgasms and then she would reward him with a dildo up the ass.

Jay now had a foot in the door. David was his yes man. A couple of times, he even made him suck his dick at the office. However, he realized that fucking David on his own was not all that appealing. He only liked to fuck the white boy when his wife to be was watching and telling him to rip that white ass wide open with his black dick.

He made David buy him a car and pay him a monthly allowance, so when he went back to college, he didn't have to wear polyester and say to some jerks, "Welcome to Micky Dees may I please help you."

Jay made David introduce him to members of his family.

David's father and owner of Smith Holdings was obviously not such a weak wimp like his son. This made Jay only more cautious. He was determined to land at the King's table, and gain access to all that wealth, power and privilege.

Jay considered breeding Ramona but decided to put it off until the time was right. She reassured him that she never let David into her pussy. Once in a while, she sucked him off. But usually, he was quite content with humiliation and a fat, black dildo.

Jay returned to University on completion of his attachment. After graduation, he would definitely be working at Smith Holdings, that was for sure. 



Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 02



Chapter 1: An angry black woman

When Jason, or Jay as most people called him, met Dianne, he was trying to get laid. He met her at an RnB club down town. The African American beauty caught his eye instantly. She had the right credentials. She had a pretty, heart shaped face, with dark, sultry eyes, a cute nose and thick full lips, framed by long, wavy hair. Her skin was smooth and brown like cocoa. She had a tall body, with a coke bottle shape. Her breasts were big and thick, her hips curvaceous and her ass was like WHOA! Thick, heart shaped, without a sag.

She was dressed in a hot skimpy outfit and was getting down for real, shaking her thick ass like a salt shaker. Jay joined her queue of admirers. She didn't go home with him that night, but he got her number and kept pursuing her until he got her high and drunk and got her panties. The sex was the bomb and the babe was cool, if a little tempestuous. Nights joined days and turned into weeks and they kept fucking and going places. And then they were dating. 

Dianne was real cool and Jay had fun with her. She was dirty, dirty. They even used to pick up girls together, once in a while and take them home and fuck them. Dianne loved eating pussy as much as she loved getting hers plated by a girl. She liked to dominate other girls and make them get down and dirty.

Jay would have loved to see her dominate a white chick, but Dianne hated girls of a paler complexion. And she especially hated white girls. If he so much as talked to a white girl, she got pissed as hell.

Though he developed strong feelings for Dianne, she had a habit of getting worked up and starting shit, especially when she was drunk. Jay was growing real fond of her, but her tantrums pissed him off. She promised to change, again and again, and he threatened to dump her, again and again. Weeks turned into months and months turned into half a year.

Jay still used to have fun with David and Ramona once in a while, but he hadn't told Dianne about it. Of course not. Not with the way Dianne hated white women. 

On a Sunday morning, Jay was reclining on his living room couch, in a sweater and jogging pants. He was nursing a serious hangover, asking himself repeatedly, "Why the fuck did I drink and smoke so much last night!"

Suddenly, Jay was ripped out of his suffering as all hell broke loose. The shrill door bell started ringing repeatedly, and somebody was shouting hysterically and banging on the door.

"Open this damn door Jay! I know you in there! Open this fucking damn door right now! Jay! Jason!" It was the hysterical voice of Dianne, his 19 year old girlfriend, screamed. No it sounded like she was kicking on the door with steel capped boots.

Jay switched off the TV and jumped up, wondering what the hell was going on. He yanked the door open and Dianne barged in, shoving him aside. 

Her head covered in a Nigga hat and her body was hidden under layers of thick clothing. It was snowing outside. Her boots were covered in snow and sleet. All he could see was her heart shaped, cocoa brown face. It was usually very beautiful, however, it currently resembled the snarl of a pissed off, murderous beast.

Eyes blazing with fury, Dianne looked around the room, then she glared at him, her facial expression hurling anger, hatred and pure poison at him. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Jay asked his girlfriend.

"Where the fuck is she?" she growled.

"Where is who?" he was perplexed.

Dianne rushed off to his bedroom and kicked the door open. Jay followed her, and saw her yank the wardrobe open, with a fist raised, ready to do some smashing. Then she dropped to her knees and and looked under his bed. Jay rolled his eyes and walked back to the living room. Dropping onto a couch, he reached for the remote and turned the TV on, stroking his aching brow. 

Dianne stomped in from the bedroom and glared down at her African boyfriend.

"Turn the fucking gottamm TV off!" Dianne screamed. She angrily snatched the remote from him and turned off the TV. "Who is the white bitch you fucked last night?"

"As far as I can recall, my hand was best friend last night," Jay retorted and laughed.

"Don't fuck with me Jay. My girls saw you creeping with some white bitch at the club last night," she snarled with emotion.

"Oh, her. She wasn't even white man, she comes from Persia!"

"Oh, so you creeping on me with some fucking chink ho!"

"Don't be ignorant. Persians ain't Asians man, they are more like what you guys call Camel Jocks. But they ain't really Camel Jocks neither," he chuckled.

"Oh, you clowning around huh!" Dianne cast him a murderous sneer as she pulled her hand out of her jacket and levelled a pistol at at his face. "Wanna clown my ass, huh? How about I down that ass!" She cocked back the hammer. Her hand was shaking.

Jay jerked his head back in shock. 

"Are you out of your head?"

"Yeah! Maybe I am Nigga. And maybe I'm gonna make your brains hang out your head!"

"Alright. Calm down Dianne. Lemme clear this up." He reached for his phone.

"You trying to call the fucking cops on me Nigga! Huh!"

"Nope, I'm calling the Persian. Hold up!" He dialled and put on the speaker. They heard the phone ringing, then a female voice answered.

"Hi. That you Sanaz?"

"Hi Jay. What's up? You up early, huh?"

"Yeah. Say, did you and Mehmet get home well last night?"

"Yeah, except my ass was frozen. But then Mehmet rubbed it with oil for me and things got real hot around here..." she giggled dirtily.

"Word. Listen, I'll call you later about the paper, alright. I gotta bounce now. See ya." Jay hung up and turned to Dianne, who was lowering her gun and sort of blushing.

"So, what's up? I had a threesome on the back of a camel with some Persian couple or what the fuck now?"

"You're lucky Nigga. If you was creeping, I'd have ripped the roof off this motherfucker!" She uncocked the weapon and twirled it around her trigger finger, cowboy style.

"Dianne, you think you can come in my fucking flat and pull a gat me!" Jay was looking real pissed now.

"It ain't a real heater man. Its a toy. Chill out." She tossed it at him. It was a very well made plastic imitation. Jay gazed at it, shaking his head as Dianne pulled off her Nigga hat and shook her long, curly hair. She had a pretty face, dark, sultry eyes, a cute, snub nose and thick, pouting, African lips. 

"I don't believe this shit!" he snapped the toy in two. "Dianne, are you fucking crazy!"

"Nigga, why you tripping man? You a man or a mouse? Come on," Dianne broke into a sweet, dimpled smile. She slid off her coat, leaving herself in a pull over and hipster jeans that were stuffed into her boots. Dianne was a tall woman with a voluptuous booty. "You ain't creeping, so we cool. A'ight? What you want for breakfast?"

"I want you to grab your shit and fuck off for good. I mean it this time."

"Stop trippin Jay." Smiling silly and keeping her eyes averted, she slumped onto the couch next to him. "I'll make it up to you baby boo! I swear! I mean, look on the positive side, I came through the rain and snow and freezing cold just coz I love you! But, from now on, I ain't pullin no more dumb shit. I swear! Put it on my mama."

"No. You always starting shit. You just gotta do it," he shook his head in exasperation. "Remember last month. I take you out to that Italian place and you embarrass me in front of everybody threatening to beat up that white girl from my class just coz she came over and said hi."

"She was interfering. I'm trying to get some romance going with my Nigga and she just jumping up in there with her monkey Caucasian ass or what the fuck? White bitch better back the fuck up or get smacked the fuck up. Straight up."

"So, you reckon all I am trying to do is cheat on you with some white girl, right?"

"I know Niggaz. All a white bitch needs to do is come shake her skanky ass in front of a Nigga, and he ready to dump his black woman. You Niggaz are fucked up, disloyal bastards! I ain't going out like that"

"How about you go out through that door and just never come back until you grow up."

Dianne furrowed her brow, glared at him and pointed a finger at his chest, "You just waiting for me to make a tiny, lil mistake so you can dump my black ass and go hook up with your cracker bitch! Nigga, you ain't fooling nobody here, Nigga!"

"Dianne, I dated White, Asian and all them other women before you, so what the fuck you saying?"

"I bet you're real proud of that huh?" she waved her arms in the air, "Look at me, I'm a Nigga done fucked White and Asian hos!!! Hoo-damn-fucking-ray!!!"

"Oh fuck! Lemme get you a mirror so you can just see yourself Dianne. You're nuts!"

"Quit tripping Nigga. Didn't we see Dennis Rodman's dumb ass on TV saying he wont date a black woman, coz we're so fucked up. Yet he was crying crocodile tears coz his white ho ex-wife wont let him see his kid. Did he say white women are fucked up and he wont date them no more? No! Black bitches are the ones that's fucked up. Who gave birth to that Nigga and raised his dumb ass. A white ho? Man, fuck all you all Niggaz!!! Treacherous bastards!"

"You guys all hate each other. Black women and black men hate each other. Queens and Bronx Niggaz hate each other, East Coast Niggaz hate West Coast and Southern Niggaz," Jay sneered. "But it ain't even just the Niggaz, Mexican Americans hate Colombians, Haitians hate Cubans and Jamaicans, Japanese hate Chinese, Indians hate Arabs... This ain't the united States of America, this is the fucking Disunited States of Asshole-Merica!"

"Oh Nigga please! You motherfuckers are always shooting each other up, plus you got them big bellied, starving kids with flies buzzing all around they faces and shit!" 

"Its where you came from, yunno! You diss Africa you diss yourself," Jay laughed.

"I got nothing to do with you all. I am an American."

"White Americans that been here 200 hundred years will proudly tell you, I'm Irish-American, I'm Italian or Romanian, or whatever. Yet you guys deny and despise your origins."

"What's there to be proud of in Africa? Zebras and lions and child soldiers, huh? Poverty and starvation."

"How you gonna talk shit about a place you never seen you ignorant dumb ass?"

"I seen it on TV a thousand times."

"The white man shows you that shit to keep you dumb, ignorant, confused and divided, fighting and hating each other."

"Its just natural for people to hate each other? I mean, what them out of town Niggaz or them Spics and Chinks and them offay hos in their SUVs want in my hood anyway? They need to fuck off!"

"Your hood? Which Nigga own anything in your Hood? That shit was stolen from the Indians, and you all renting them slum dwellings from some cracker anyway. Dumb asses!"

"Nigga, next time you come through I'm a tell the homies what you saying and we'll see what they do to that Zebra riding ass!" Dianne said indignantly.

"Listen Dianne, its called "Divide and Rule!" The white man keeps you all hating each other so that you don't unite and kick his hypocritical, lying, greedy ass. And you are all playing his game so dumb. That's why the white reigns supreme over all you Niggaz, Spics, Chinks and whatever. He lives in luxury whilst you all die for a street he owns."

"Jay, I ain't dumb. Them white chicks I work with at Hooters is poor, white, trailer trash. And there's them strippers, hookers, winos and homeless crackers. They ain't got it all that good neither."

"But even the poorest white man be smirking like, "At least I'm white. I'm better off than them Niggaz, Chinks, Spics, Wetbacks and Camel Jocks." But in fact, them poor whites are getting fucked up the ass just as bad. You are all dumb!"

"Oh, so you reckon you're all that just coz you're trying to get a punk ass college Degree. Man, there's Niggaz riding in the hood your age making a gang of grip you can only dream about Nigga."

"You think the white man is scared of them gangsters, pimps and dealers? He'll let them sell drugs, shoot up the place and destroy their own. And any time they want, Five-O will get that ass quick, lock him up, fry them and give them prime time Media exposure to show how fucked up Niggaz are. The only Nigga he fears is an intelligent, educated, civilised, peaceful, successful black man living the good life. That's why you never see such Niggaz on TV. Coz them Niggaz prove that the white man is nothing better. "

"Whatever, yo! I hate them crackers. Especially them white hos! Riding through the hood in their SUVs looking for some black dick!"

"Was it them white bitches that enslaved Niggaz? Was it them white hos that raped black women?"

"I hate them. Soon as a Nigga makes it, he thinks he is too good for a black woman. Even 50 and Puffy were trying to date that alcoholic Lindsay Lohan. Niggaz are just stupid dumb!"

"You black women talk as much shit about Niggaz as them damn crackers that used to whip us and hang us and then come in the night, rape you, give you a mixed child looking like a life saver and then deny it by calling it black. Fuck this black male bashing, I don't feel that shit. There's a bunch of good Niggaz out there, but you all talk about the bad ones, like all Niggaz are fucked up. But like DMX said, "Bring it, we right here, we ain't going anywhere, we right here. Talk your shit but we don't care, we right here!"

Dianne thought about it for a while.

"You claim to be an intelligent black man, right? But all you wanna do is dump your beautiful black woman, instead of nurturing and cherishing her?"

"Dianne, self preservation is the first law of nature. I love you, but you got all this anger, hate and negativity, and you wanna pull me down with you."

"Oh, so I am just some worthless, dumb black hood rat slut that fucks you good, huh? Thanks." Her eyes became glassy as tears welled in them.

"No, Dianne. I really love you, or I would have dumped that ass a long time ago. I mean, you are a beautiful, vibrant, strong black woman. But you just feed your brains garbage. You're riding without a plan, and so you are going nowhere."

"I told you, I am looking at my perspectives and stuff..."

"Bullshit. You're kicking it with your girls, listening to Lil Kim, always doing dumb shit and you find it cool. You are wasting yourself. I need a woman I can go somewhere in life with, yunno"

"You really know how to make a girl feel special," Dianne pouted and sniffed. 

Slowly, a big tear drop slid down her cheek, leaving a wet trail. Jay wiped it. Dianne suddenly broke into heavy sobs and threw her face onto his chest. Jay held her, stroking her hair and she wept heavily. In the six months he had been dating Dianne, she had never cried. Not even once.

After she calmed down, he lit a fat joint and they smoked it in silence. She was snuggling to him, her head on his chest, her hand under his shirt, stroking his belly.

"Jay," she said softly. He looked into dark her eyes. They were red from crying. "Make love to me please," she said softly. 

"I don't know if that is such a good idea. I mean, we always break up, fuck one last time, and before you know, we are back together again and its just a new day, same old shit. I don't want that no more."

"Shhh!" she put a soft finger to his lips. 

Dianne was nervous. She could see that he really seemed to mean it this time, about dumping her. That Nigga was fed up.

She had heard from several people that the way to a man's heart was through his belly. She had her own theory and it went, "The best way to keep your man is to fuck him long, hard and good." She wanted to keep her man. Some of the stuff he had said made sense. She wasn't sure about some of it though. However, right now, she did not want to ponder. She wanted to know that Jay would stay hers, or at least give her a fair chance to fight for his love.

Chapter 2: After the storm

Dianne rose to her feet and put on some RnB music. She turned up the bass and bump and grind rhythms filled up the room. She stood before him, swaying and gyrating her hips to the music. Slowly, sensuously, she stripped off her clothes, till she was left in a tiny cream coloured thong. She knew he just loved to see her big, heart shaped ass in a thong. 

She posed before him, one hand on her hip. 

"D'you like what my Mama gave me baby?" she teased in a deep, husky voice. He didn't need to answer. The lust blazing in his eyes said it all.

Jay's cock hardened instantly, causing a tent in his jogging pants. Dianne was such a bootylicious brown princess, with cocoa brown skin, smooth as silk. A pair of big breasts, like juicy, ripe fruits, jutted proudly from her chest. They were crowned with dark, crinkled nipples, thick and long like thumbs. Her flat belly had a soft, feminine curve at the bottom. A silver ring glinted in her navel. Her waist was slim, her hips wide and flaring hips. She had a thick, satiny, heart shaped butt, with cheeks like full blown balloons. 

"Someone would like to say Hello," she said huskily, and insinuated a dainty finger under the gusset of her tight thong. She slowly peeled it to the side, revealing a plumb mound, covered by a trimmed, dark bush. The long, dark, engorged lips of her womanhood were shining with wetness. 

"Come with me baby," she took his hand and led him to the bedroom.

Within seconds, she had pulled his sweat-shirt and his pants off. He stood naked before her, a lean, athletic, muscular black man, with dark, smooth skin. Her manicured fingers traced the bulging chest muscles. Then they lingered on his well defined, six pack belly, before descending farther downwards, to the long, thick, dark cock that was dangling between his big, powerful thighs. She took his throbbing organ into her palm and grabbed it possessively.

She stroked his cock lightly as she raised her other hand to his handsome, dark face, to trace his temple, his cheek and his chin. He had big, brown eyes framed by bushy eye-brows. His nose was big and wide, his lips thick and full. She traced them with her finger and probed them. Then she slid her fingertip into his hot, wet mouth.

"I'm your woman, your lady, your mama, your princess and your bitch baby. Take me and fuck me," she said in a husky voice, filled with carnal lust. 

Jay's hands went straight for gold. He slid one palm around a thick, soft, warm tit and ran his thumb over an excited nipple as as the other hand snaked around her hip, to cup a thick, firm, soft ass cheek possessively. Dianne trembled, pressing her hot, crisp young body into his. He devoured her mouth and shoved his thick tongue inside her hot cavern.

"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, sucking on his thick tongue like a dick, her lusty hips grinding wildly against his meat.

He slapped his palm between her thighs and met with the hot wetness of her dripping gash. 

"See how fucking wet I am darling. I'm staving for you cock," she rasped into his ear and nibbled it making his body tremble.

"Fuck the princess and the lady, right now, I want the bitch in you," he groaned.

"Have her," she responded, her eyes smouldering with carnal lust. She wrapped both hands around his engorged cock, double fisting him and wanking him, making his hips jerk and twitch. 

"Oh damn! I love this dick!" she cried, peeling the foreskin to reveal a thick, dark, mushroom shaped head. She pulled it to her pussy and rubbed it along her slit, bathing it in her moisture. Sparks to explode in her loins, making her lusty hips tremble. 

"Oh fuck!!! Stick this dick up in your bitch baby, please. I need you to fuck me..."

"Oh, you are getting fucked my darling," Jay swore as he hooked his arm under her knee and raised her thigh, leaving her to balance on one leg. "Put that fucking dick up in your slimy pussy, bitch" he growled at her.

Dianne ducked the fat head into her cunt and bore down on him, swallowing his hot, throbbing manhood into her lubricated hole.




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 02



"Oh yes! That's it. Fill me up daddy!"

Her begging voice incensed his senses. His powerful hips thrust his hard manhood deep into her tight, gripping snatch. Dianne held onto to his shoulders and the incensed woman pumped her hips vigorously to meet him blow for blow. The wet, succulent sounds of flesh slapping into flesh filled the room.

"Fu-u-u-ck! I love that dick in me! Pump me full of cock baby!!" Dianne moaned, as her engorged rubbed against his swollen cock repeatedly, sending sharp currents ripping through her cunt, and hurling her headlong towards a fast orgasm. 

The lusty young woman jumped into his arms, wrapping both legs around him. She used her powerful arms and thighs to propel herself up and down, impaling her hole repeatedly on his turgid man meat. 

Jay sank both hands into her thick ass cheeks and kept slamming her cunt onto his dick like a Shaq Diesel slam dunk, until his body was drenched in sweat.. One thing he loved about Dianne was that she loved a hard dicking. 

"Oh yes! Fuck the shit out of me. Hit that pussy Nigga! Tear it up! Fuck!!!!!" Dianne screamed as her pussy exploded all over his dick. 

As he kept slam dunking her pussy, Dianne's eyes rolled back into her head and screamed the house down, hurtling from one shattering orgasm its the next till she finally hung limply in his arms, her tongue lolling out of mouth whilst she gasped and gobbled like a turkey.

Jay backed onto the bed, sat down and sank onto his back. Dianne climbed off his hard cock with a loud pop. She crouched over him, lovingly stroking her gaping cunt.

"Fuck, you scanless Nigga!" she teased, playfully slapping his dick. "You damn near tore up my pussy. Trying to tear me a new hole or what the fuck!"

"You know my still-o? Rip the motherfucker wide open, a 100 miles and running, all up in the pussy BIIIEEETCH!!!" he laughed.

"Oh," she pouted playfully. "You evil Nigga. You need to apologise to my poor lil pussy..."

Dianne scuttled up Jay's body and climbed astride his face. She grabbed her thong and stretched the gusset, wedging it up her dripping, gaping slit. Then she pulled the garment tantalisingly up and down her gash, rolling her hips, just inches from his face. He licked his lips with greed at the naughty, appetising lewd display. He could see the naughty girl was trying to incense him, and it was working.

"Open that pussy up for daddy!"

The naughty temptress dug her fingers into her vulva and drew her pussy lips wide apart, leaving him gazing into the gaping, dripping, pink-reddish interior of her cunt. He could see rivulets of pussy juice flowing down the gleaming walls. Baby was leaking like a broken tap right there. The musky scent of her cunt intoxicated him, making his mouth water with lust. And wouldn't you know, the naughty girl scooped up pussy juice on her digits and flicked it into his face.

"Oh, you fucking tease! I hope you know you're gonna pay for that!"

"Oh come on, Mama just wants to feed you baby." 

She sank her finger up her pussy and then licked it like a little cock. "Mmmmmm. I think the temperature is just about right for my lil baby to take a dip. Want mama to sit on your face..."

"Oh yeah baby! Bring that pussy to daddy," he grabbed her hips, pulling her tasty chocolate twat down. He opened his jaws wide to engulf her engorged, soft, moist, sensitive womanhood into completely into his mouth. She looked down into his eyes and her moans of pleasure mingled with his groans of relish.

"Oh yes! That's it baby! Shove that tongue all the way up my horny little hole that you love fucking so much?" Dianne ground her hips slowly round and round as she fed him her salty, musky, delicious wetness. 

"Mmmmm!" Jay groaned deep in his throat as he wriggled his hot, agile tongue into her hole, teasing her sensitive nerve endings, tantalising her.

"Oh yes!!! Eat my pussy hole baby. Eat me out. I love that shit..." she moaned with carnal lust, grabbing his head to pull him deeper into her twat as she fucked his face lustily, with ever increasing urgency.

Jay slid two digits up in her pussy, stroking the sensitive walls and roof of her tunnel exquisitely, as he teased her clit with his lips and tongue, making fireworks explode in her crotch.

"Oh yes baby! Suck the motherfucker! Oh yes! That's my spot darling. Yeah! I'm gonna cumm all over your face! I swear Jay! I'm busting all in your motherfucking face! Ye-s-s-s-s!!!" Diane growled through a clenched throat, grinding her hips harder and harder.

Dianne's face turned into a vicious snarl as her cunt melted all over his tongue, and a gentle but powerful orgasm washed all over her body. 

"Oh fuck! That's it. Keep your bitch cumming baby! Drive me fucking crazy Nigga!" Dianne moaned, tossing her head back as her hips were hit by sharp, continuous spasms. Jay kept up his diligent work, till she felt like every single cell in her body was cumming and her body was just one, big, happy vagina. She felt so dizzy finally, that she tittered and dropped onto her side.

Jay could have let her catch her breath, but he wasn't giving that tasty pussy no kind of slack. 

"I'm gonna brand that pussy with this hot iron, bitch!" he growled and flipped her over, pulling her onto her hands and knees. "Bend that fat ass over and get fucked...." 

He slapped her heart shaped butt and she wagged it right back at him. He grabbed his dick in one hand, wanking the head as his digits dabbled in her soaked slit. Her cunt was so hungry it simply sucked his digits in. 

"Ohhhhhhh yes. Come on baby. Shove that dick up my pussy and let me twurk it on you baby.." Dianne moaned.

He penetrated her smoothly, plunging his dick to the hilt in her tight, hot, slick womanhood. Dianne rolled her ass round and round, gyrating away on his cock. The sight of her thick ass cheeks clenching and unclenching as her stretched pussy danced all over his thick, engorged cock drove him insane with lust. Her hot, tight lubricated tunnel squeezed and milked him so exquisitely. Damn! That was pure talent! Jay exclaimed to himself. 

"You like that daddy? Like the way I'm putting it on you?" she teased him over her shoulder, her white teeth flashing him a naughty, dazzling smile. She started pumping her ass like a salt shaker, beating a succulent staccato on his crotch.

"Yeah baby. Shake that ass all over my dick!" he groaned, slapping and pinching her ass cheeks.

"You like that freaky shit huh! Take that Nigga!"

Dianne lunged back at him, impaling herself brutally on his dick. Wonderful sensations ripped thorough her cunt, making her walls contract heftily around his dick. She ground her ass feverishly against his crotch.

"Oh yes daddy! Nigga grab them hips and fuck the shit out of me!!!!" she begged.

"Oh fuck! You're gonna get it now bitch!" Jay growled as he sank his talons into her curvaceous hips, his face set seriously. Then his powerful hips whipped back and forth, hammering his cock into her, churning her dripping, stretched cunt. Diane rearing wildly, bawling her lungs out as she felt his hard dick thrusting into the deepest folds of her hungry pussy. 

"Oh yeah! Fuck me baby! Fuck me to death with that big ass dick! Tear me up darling!" 

Jay yanked her onto his cock like she was a rag doll, ramming his dick into her tight sheath repeatedly. She went mad delirious, burying her face into the mattress and biting into the bed sheets, nearly tearing holes in them as her dripping pussy was hammered brutally, just the way she liked it. She came hard, her pussy blazing into an inferno as bombs and grenades exploded in her head. 

Feeling her tight hole contracting around his cock, squeezing him like a hand, Jay lunged at her pliant ass, fucking her even harder. His dick swelled so large it was almost painful, but he simply gritted his teeth and kept fucking her cumming pussy till his balls were boiling. 

He gave a final, brutal lunge, burying his dick deep inside her pussy, and then his balls exploded to shreds. His cock leapt in her pussy like a wild bronco, spouting thick cumm deep inside her, as fireworks exploded in his head.

As she felt the thick, hot cumm being pumped into her hole, Dianne's pussy exploded again and she squealed aloud, shoving her hungry hole at his cock to gladly receive his cumm.

Chapter 3: R.E.S.P:E.C.T

They lay side by side, sweat covered limbs intertwined, as they shared a fat blunt. Dianne could feel the thick torrents of cumm seeping out from her well used pussy. Her mouth was getting jealous. She wanted some thick, creamy cumm to drink. However, first things first. She wanted to know what was up with the dick. Was she still leasing it with an option to buy or what the fuck?

Jay realised that his resolve to dump his girl had softened. His logic told him to stick to his guns. However, his heart did not want to lose her. And neither did his dick. He gazed into her face.

"So, I guess I should leave now huh, since you are all disgusted with me and my dumb ass," she pouted, stroking his sweat covered, muscular chest.

"I didn't say that. But listen, can we have a happy hour? Like, everybody can say what's on their mind, but nobody gets pissed off. And nobody holds grudges."

"Sounds like you are planning on dissing me again," Dianne said suspiciously.

"No. We just talk, alright?"

"Alright. You go first," Dianne said, watching him warily.

"Cool. First of all, I want you to do something with your life. Less you wanna work at Hooters till you're fifty."

"I told you, I am checking out my prospects."

"Bullshit! You are 19, go back and complete your high school. Then go to college. An idle mind is the devils workshop. You got brains, use them. That is not negotiable."

"So, you gonna be checking on my homework as well, Pops?" she sneered.

"Hell no. You can drag a horse to the river but you cant force it to drink."

"Your Mama's horse."

"Look, I will help you all you want, but you gotta do it."

"I don't need your help, Nigga. What other bullshit you wanna bitch about?" Dianne was pissed now.

"Well, this shit of you shouting at me and using foul language has got to stop. I am your man, not your kid. Show a Nigga respect!"

"Oh, so you want me to be nice and polite when you piss me off? Get fucking real," Dianne sneered.

"You see what I am saying. What the fuck is wrong with you! Is that how your mama talked to your father?"

"Nigga, if you love me, take me the way I am. I ain't perfect, but I am perfect for you. And you know what, this fucking happy hour bullshit is over. I ain't sitting here to let you insult me over and over ass hole! Fuck you Nigga!" Dianne sneered and poked him in chest.

Jay raised himself up on his elbow and glared down at her. She glared right back.

"Alright, Dianne, listen, fuck you! You hear, motherfuck you!"

"Fuck your Mama Nigga!"

Jay shot to his feet. "Stand up Dianne. Get up on your feet!" he yanked her to her feet.

"What the fuck you want Nigga!" she growled, putting on her gangsta bitch attitude.

They glared into each other's eyes. His were seething with fury. Hers were shining with cheek and rage.

"Listen, lets clear this once and for all, alright?"

"There is nothing to clear up here Nigga. Who the fuck do you think you are? I ain't scared of you Nigga!"

"That's good. Then give me your best shot. Hit me with all you got." He stepped close, spreading his arms. "Go for it. Show me that you are the better man."

"Nigga, you don't know who the fuck you're fucking with, do you? Back the fuck up!" She poked him in the chest.

"Listen, Dianne, you don't hit me in the next three seconds, I'm giving you my best shot!" he poked her in the chest. "Go on baby, rep your Hood. Show me how a true gangsta bitch like you get down." He balled his big hands into fists.

"Are you crazy?" Dianne rasped, back pedalling as she realised that he meant to bash her for real. "Jason, I'm warning you."

"Yeah? You're warning me? Well, I am hitting you."

"Dont you fucking dare. Jay, you so much as even..."

"Your three seconds are up!" Jay reached way back and threw a vicious punch at her. At the last second, he drove it in the wall behind her, punching a hole in wood. Dianne screamed and bolted out as fast as she could. She locked herself up in the bathroom. Jay laughed aloud and went after her. Even when he reassured her that if he had really wanted to bust her jaw, he wouldn't have missed at such close range, she wouldn't come out. Finally, he heard her running water into the tub.

She came out half an hour later, and found him repairing the hole in the wall. She sneaked up on him and jumped onto his back, wrapping her legs around his waist. 

"Aren't you ashamed of yourself, a big man like you trying to beat on a poor little girl like me," she chided, nibbling his ear.

"It was the happy hour. Remember, no talking about it afterwards, no grudges. We agreed."

He eased her onto the bed. 

"Well, I got something to say too. I want you to stop talking to me like you know it all. That really pisses me off. And don't call me dumb. Even if I talk and act dumb, don't you fucking use words like dumb, stupid and all that shit, alright? And don't you ever fucking laugh at me. You want me to respect you, you gotta respect me too."

"Fair enough."

"And, I don't like it when you talk shit about my fucking country, and anybody don't like it can can just eat a dick and shut the fuck up. Got it?"

"Alright, ignorance is bliss, I guess?" Jay chuckled as he slid on top of her.

Chapter 4: Why do Niggaz like white girls?

2 months later, Dianne had enrolled for night classes and was working on her high school diploma. Jay found it funny that initially she had hidden it from her friends, like it was something to be ashamed of. She still threw tantrums and gave drama, but the episodes were few and far between. Dianne had calmed down a lot. It was like High School had given her a purpose in life, and something to focus her mind on. And with class and her job at Hooters, Dianne no longer had much time to be doing dumb shit. 

On a Friday evening, Dianne came to visit him after her evening classes. Jay had just returned from a week long seminar with colleagues from the firm that he was on attachment with. 

They had Chinese take away food and fucked on the couch. They did not smoke during the week, but Fridays and Saturdays were weed days, and they huddled on the couch, blazing a fat one for the world and chatting and watching TV.

She cupped the back of his head and pulled his face down to hers. He could tell by the twinkling eyes, the flared nostrils, and the way she was licking her thick, dark lips that baby was horny. 

She insinuated her hot tongue into his mouth, as her palm encircled his cock. They kissed languidly, with no hurry as she stroked his dick. Jay reached between her thighs and stroked her cunt, but she winced and jerked back.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?"

"What the fuck you think, shoving that dick up in me like a jack hammer."

"You were shouting at me to bang that cock in. And I know you loved it."

"So, did the white bitches from the office come on to you at the Seminar?"

"Damn, you always act like all that white women want is black dick. Do you know that most white women would rather die than be seen talking to a Nigga."

"Yeah, one of these chicks at work started dating a Nigga and the other white bitches don't kick it with her no more! Serve that bitch right though. So many lonely crackers in the world, what the fuck does she want with our men?"

"Would yo date a white guy?"

"Hell no, I'd never date a white guy, an Asian or any of them pale guys. They cant fuck, that's why so many of their bitches wanna fuck Niggaz."

"So, according to your logic, if a black girl dates a white guy, it means black men are fucked up, right?"

"No, it means she cant find a black man coz them horny white bitches have taken them all," she laughed. "You fucked white hos before, havent you?"

"So?"

"Why? I mean, why do Niggaz fight white chicks?"

"I fucked her coz she was hot, we clicked and we had great sex, so we started dating. It wasn't this shit like I started feeling important or all that bullshit people say. We were two people in love. Simple as that. She was a pretty white girl, and white guys really used to hate seeing us together, yunno. Man, I used to laugh my ass. I used to walk with my hand on that ass so they wouldn't even have any doubt that I was fucking her."

"Come on, Niggaz hate it too if a black girl dates a white guy."

"No, Niggaz hate it if a hot black girl dates a white guy. But that's normal. Every man hates it when a hot girl dates any other guy except himself. However, white guys hate it even when the fattest, ugliest white woman that they don't even want, dates a black man, coz it puts the black man on the same level as the white man. If a white man sees a white girl holding hands with a Nigga, and looking all happily in love, it makes them sick. They would rather see us as emotionless, unloving animals. They got all the money, all the bombs, the Army, the CIA, the FBI. Yet every white man is scared of us. But after all they did to us, we are the ones that should be scared of them."

"Is it different, fucking a black or a white girl?"

"Pussy is just pussy man. It ain't about the colour it's all about the performance."

"Come on, my cousin was saying he loves fucking white chicks. He says seeing his black dick entering her white pussy drives them both real wild and shit."

"That's only coz dem crackers declared it a taboo for black men to date a white girl, coz it challenges white supremacy. So, when you cross that line, they put you and the white girl on their shit list. So you are outcasts, undesirable elements, rebels. And rebels are free and wild. So, there is this added excitement and exhilaration. And then you do wild shit, yunno"

"So, were the white chicks you fucked better than me?"

"No. You the best, hottest, wildest woman that I have ever slept with," Jay chuckled, rubbing her ass.

"You'd be dumb to say anything else, right? Come on, I wont get pissed. What wild thing did you do with your white chick?"

"Well, I used to fuck a white chick right, and her husband used to like to watch. And then he'd suck my dick straight out of her pussy. Do you think that's sick?"

"You lying Nigga. No white dude would ever let a Nigga do that to him."

"I ain't lying. I did it."

"You mean, you used to fuck his face right in front of his wife?"

"hell yeah."

"Was he gay?"

"No, he was one of them patronising, arrogant, better than thou crackers. But he loved to see a Nigga like me run up in his wife and I used to fuck his face."

"Right before his bitch! Mmmm. That's nasty!"

"You don't think its fucked up?"

"Nigga that's pimp shit! Right there. I sometimes fantasise of making a white bitch kneel down and worship my black pussy with her mouth."

"So, how about we dominate a white couple. You make the wife eat your pussy, I make the guy suck my dick... Then I'd fuck the guy up the ass."

"That's nasty! I'd like to see you fuck a white man up his white cracker ass. Make him taste his ass off your cock too."

"Been there, done that!"

"You're lying!"

"No. For real. I fucked him up the ass, pulled it out and shot it right in his face! Right before his wife!"

"Man what a punk ass cracker! Shit, I wanna see some funky shit like that man. Serves the white man right! Man, I wanna make a white man lick my toes and suck my ass, as you fuck him up his pink corny white ass with this big Nigga dick! Nigga that's pimp shit! You are gonna have to fuck me now!"

The fantasy got them so hot that they fucked each other senseless. Little did they know that the day when the fantasy would become reality was on its way.



Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 03



Chapter 1: From Buccaneer to Billionaire.

Jay was amazed at how rich David's family was. They were not even rich, they were wealthy. The terms that people in the hood used for describing someone's money couldn't even apply to them. You could not talk about a long ass grip, a fat ass stash, a gang of ends, or a big ass stack of dollar dollar bills y'all. 

Jay could not believe it when David told him that their net worth was close to 7,5 billion Dollars. David was quite proud to prove this to him though. He showed him files and documents that only immediate family members and upper, upper management had access to, and Jay saw it for himself. They had their fingers in everything. They owned heavy duty factories, car manufacturing plants, weapons manufacturing businesses, aircraft manufacturing concerns, shipping holdings, alcohol and cigarette concerns, financial institutions and a host of other stuff. The beauty of it was that they did not even have to run them, they owned the majority stakes, and let someone else do all the hard work. David's father, Seth, only came to collect his money and multiply his wealth. The family fortune increased by a net value of close to 200 million dollars annually. Jay had heard of rich black people but none of them came close to this range.

What amused Jay was that the whole family fortune had been built through crime. David's ancestors were rumored to have been pirates, highway men, armed robbers, smugglers and traffickers as far back as three hundred years. They had also owned plantations and traded in slaves, the only one of their activities that wasn't criminal; maybe morally, but legally, definitely not. The family fortune had been passed down through the generations and continued multiplying.

Jay found poetic justice in the fact that one of the heirs to this vast family fortune, was this long, blond haired, feminized, submissive, Metrosexual white guy, who not only let him fuck his alluring wife, but also sucked his dick and took it up the ass with pleasure. Whatever would his buccaneer ancestors have said to that.

Jay wanted a big slice of that pie, and he would definitely use David to get it.

Jay told David to invite him to a family luncheon. David was a nervous about how his family, especially his dad, would react to having Jay and his girlfriend, two niggers, join them at the family table. Niggers were always at the family luncheons, but they didn't sit at the table, they rushed about in maid's uniforms and aprons, serving the wealthy white family. 

Jay could see that David was really scared of his father. Normally he did anything that Jay ordered him to do without even raising a brow, but risk crossing his father, no! He was so reluctant and scared, looking like Jay was literary putting him between the devil and the deep blue sea.

Chapter 2: A fantasy cumms true

Jay did not like it when his white pussy boy did not do what the hell he ordered, so he decided to teach him a lesson. He showed Dianne, his African American girlfriend, a photo of David and Ramona. 

"Who the fuck is this Michael Bolton look alike? He some kind of a drag queen or what? He wear lip stick? Ugh!!!" Dianne wasn't impressed.

"Ain't you heard, they call them meterosexuals. Anyway, that's the son of the owner of Smith Holdings. Would you like a romantic supper this evening, served by this rich white boy?"

"Why the fuck would that rich white boy wanna serve two Niggaz supper? You been smoking la la or what the fuck, Nigga?"

"Chill baby, I got this shit on lock down, how you want your white waiter. Want him dressed up like a clown, with a red nose, want him naked? Speak."

Dianne contemplated the shit for a few seconds, and then she said, "Alright, how about he puts on make up, lip stick, and he wears nothing but a thong, a pink one, an apron, and high heels, plus I want a purse slung over his shoulder. And, after supper, I want the white boy to lick the balls of my feet, suck on my toes, lick my ass clean..."

"Do you want him to suck my cock when I fuck you?""

Dianne laughed. "Nigga, you a fucking daydreamer, huh? Alright, but since you into freaky fantasies, how about he sucks on my clit, whilst you fuck me, and then, after I cumm, to my contention, you fuck him up his ass, whilst he eats my pussy and makes me cumm again?"

"However you want it baby. Just make sure you're home by eight. I will make it happen. You want his white wife there too? Want her to eat you out whilst I fuck him up the ass?"

"No! Fuck a white bitch! I hate them bitches! Just bring me the rich cracker in an apron and thong and I'm cool."

Dianne didn't yet know about Jay, David and Ramona, and she thought that Jay was just talking shit. Imagine her surprise when she rang his bell at eight and the door was opened by David, in a tiny white apron, a pink thong and high heels. Dianne couldn't believe it. She laughed so hard. David looked uncomfortable, but he did everything that Jay said.

"Nigga, what's going on yo! What's up with this? You got that motherfucker on drugs or what the fuck?"

"No, I am black mailing him. I go some nasty info on him. Chill mama. Why don't you clap your hands and tell the white boy to move faster. Cuss him out a lil bit."

Dianne found great pleasure in humiliating and ordering David around. She was like, "yo, hurry up you lazy cracker, pull my chair, pour my drink? What the fuck kind of service is this. Fuck you, worthless piece of shit."

As she observed David, she noticed that he seemed to find pleasure in being humiliated, in some perverse kind of way. 

"Yo, that white boy is sick, yo! He needs psychiatric help, real quick," she said to Jay. Then she turned to David and said, "Hey cracker waiter boy, come dish my food, ass hole! Get a move on, you bastard. Mother fuck you!" As David rushed to obey, his face blushing crimson, Dianne laughed her lungs out. As he bent over the table, she pinched and fondled his ass.

"Say, cracker boy," She gave that ass a smack. "Is you gonna sue me for grabbing that ass? You gonna file charges for sexual harassment. Hell fucking no, cracker boy, you ain't gonna do shit. Coz you ain't shit. Motherfuck you! Now pour my fucking drink. Hurry up, moron!"

"Damn Dianne. You really hate white people huh?"

"Damn right. Gee, thanks for this wonderful present Jay. I ought to call my home girls over so we can abuse him together. They'd just love this. Can I?"

"Maybe later. Lets just enjoy our private evening with the waiter, alright?"

After the tasty supper, which was delivered by a five star restaurant, on David's credit card of course, Dianne got her wish. She slipped on some new, skimpy, purple lingerie, that made her look like a black sex goddess. The bisexual white guy's mouth watered and he licked his lips greedily. Dianne reclined on a couch and told David to crawl to her, massage her feet, and then lick the soles and heels whilst she puffed on a joint. She couldn't believe it as he complied. She squealed with laughter. Then she got serious and told him to suck her toes. She then told him to call her black goddess and lick every little inch of her body and worship it with his mouth, and she wanted to see some real reverence, not some fake ass shit. Dianne thought there was room for improvement, but she could see he was giving it his best. She climbed astride Jay and eased his hard cock into her dripping pussy. She could not believe how absolutely wet she was. She then told David to eat her big, black ass whilst she rode her boyfriend's dick. She told him to probe his long tongue deep into her shit hole and he did it with gusto. She came so hard.

She then climbed off Jay's hard, thick cock, took it in her palm, slowly wanked it and told the white, submissive guy to crawl closer.

"Listen, you damn cracker. I want you to lick my boyfriend's big nigger dick, alright. Lick it like a lolly!" She grabbed him by the hair and made him lick it. She rubbed the dark, spongy head all over his face. Then she made him stick his tongue out and slapped it with hard, black cock.

"Damn! This is so funky!" she squealed with delight. She then made him gobble it up. She could resist the impulse to grab his head and press him down on the thick, engorged cock, making him gurgle and choke on it. 

"Damn! I cant believe this shit! Look Jay, he really loves your cock. You love a big, Nigga dick, don't ya? Crack ass cracker! Answer me?"

"Yes, my black goddess. I do."

"Now, suck them balls boy, lemme see you just stroke those big black balls with your tongue and lather them with your saliva. Do it nice and slow. That's it. Now open up real wide and suck em in. Yeah. Pull them lips off real loud. Good! Atta good boy!"

Dianne was so amazed. She was however, simply astounded when Jay even made him lick his ass hole and David did it meekly, lapping, licking and sucking away, and moaning softly, with so much relish. She go to so horny that she lay on her back and begged Jay to fuck her pussy real hard. She didn't even take long to cumm. Then she said, 

"Oh Jay, darling, please lemme see you stuff that cock in his mouth. Make him taste my black pussy from it."

David simply rushed at Jay's cock and gobbled it up, sucking on it greedily. Then Jay slid his dick up Dianne's ass and told David to suck her clit whilst he fucked her. Dianne came again and again. Then she desired only one thing, to see David taste her ass hole off Jay's dick. He once again didn't disappoint, sucking on the black cock with a voracious appetite. Jay came up in Dianne's ass, and she lay back and told David to suck the messy goo out of her gaping hole. He did it without hesitation.

"Gosh Jay, I love him to death. Feed yourself white boy. Lick that Nigga cumm out of my black ass hole. Yeah!"

Jay then made him bend over. Dianne lubed his ass hole and held his cheeks apart as Jay penetrated him. She slapped and pinched his pale cheeks as her boyfriend stuffed his thick, hard, black cock up that ass.

"Oh yes, that's it, fuck his ass with that big dick. Fuck him hard baby!" Dianne couldn't stand it. She grabbed a cam coder and filmed it all. She especially loved it when Jay went from the guy's ass to his mouth and back.

"Oh fuck, Look Jay, he's cumming. He's taking a black dick up the ass and cumming all over the floor!" Dianne squealed, zooming in. David was kind of embarrassed for a second, but when Jay fucked him harder, he started crying for more.

"Listen Jay, I have always wanted two dicks up in me at once. I couldn't take two huge Nigga cocks, but he got a tiny one. Please let him stick his tiny pole up my ass whilst I ride your dick. Please honey."

At first Jay didn't want it. But finally, he let her have her wish. David was so overjoyed. It was the first time that Jay allowed him to penetrate a female hole in his presence. Usually, only his holes were fucked. 

Dianne went AWOL, taking the two dicks, bouncing up and down between the men's bodies and cumming hard. 

For the finale, she wanked Jay's cock until he shot it in David's face. She directed the jets of cumm with precision. She let David catch one in the eye, another on the forehead, then in the ear and of course, on his lips. Then she told him to scoop up the goo and lick it from his fingers.

Afterwards, the three of them reclined and smoked a joint. Dianne was as happy as kid that had just met Father Christmas and a bunch of sweet, friendly green aliens.

But Jay was all business now.

"Listen David, we just filmed this funky shit. Now, either you get me invited to the family luncheon, or every member of your family gets to see this tape. You, double teaming a black nigger woman. And then you, getting fucked up the ass by a nigger. Now, something tells me, it would be much better for the whole family to just have the two of us at the family luncheon."

David nodded hastily.

Chapter 3: The billionaire boys club

The luncheon was held at the Smith's impressive residence. The huge Manor on the hillside must have cost a fortune. It was huge and simply awesome. It was like a Victorian Palace and you could have made five stadiums out of the gardens. 

All the family members stared at the two guests that Ramona and David brought along with them. You could see they had never had Niggaz for lunch.

Seth, David's father, head of the family and President of Smith Holdings, was a tall, thickset white man of about 65, with graying hair, and steely blue eyes and a jutting jaw of a man used to commanding people around. He was neither friendly nor rude to J but he hardly acknowledged his presence. He was however, genuinely interested in Dianne, the lusty, alluring dark beauty and insisted she be seated next to him. In fact, he kept gazing at the alluring, dark young woman in a way that Jay didn't like. 

His wife, Madeleine, David's mother was a 55 year old old, tall, slim, pretty, bubbly brunnette. She was sparkling with jewels and diamonds. She had an air of class and elegance about her. She spoke with a sweet, French accent. David had proudly told Jay that she was from an aristocratic family in Monaco. She was immediately enchanted with jay and insisted that he sit next to her. Dianne wasn't too pleased about the way that the elderly lady was gazing at her boyfriend, like he was a mixture between a pretty, exotic animal at the zoo and a delicious piece of cake on her plate.

David had three siblings, his elder brother, Raymond, who was thirty five, but looked more like fifty. He was balding prematurely, and his skin was pale. He had lines on his face, and he was chubby. David had told him that Raymond was a workaholic, who tried too hard to please their father. He also had a rocky marriage with his wife, Maureen. Jay could see straight away that Maureen was a snobby gold digger. However, she was a hot, sexy, leggy, big titty blond.

David's elder sister, Hilary was 32 and looked like she was in her mid twenties. She was a tall, pretty brunette, with sharp, intelligent eyes. Jay noticed that there was something prim and innocent about her, like she had never sucked dick and always switched the lights off before she fucked, probably in the missionary position. Hilary's husband was Rob, a tall, handsome, sandy haired guy. He was a loud mouth and an ass kisser. He kept sucking up to David's dad, Seth. He looked like he was so desperate to belong in the family.

Last but not least was David's young brother, Edgar. Jay knew Edgar from the University. They took Accounting classes together. Edgar was 26 year old. He was a handsome, brown haired haired guy with a crew cut. He looked like an actor from some TV series. Edgar was always well dressed, polite and well spoken, and people nicknamed the gentleman. However, he had a reputation of being an anal kind of guy. 

Edgar was accompanied by his girlfriend, Melissa, or Lisa. She was a tall, pretty, slim blond aged 23. As it turned out, she knew Dianne. They had once worked together at Hooters, before she had started dating Edgar. Edgar kept putting Lisa down, making fun of her, and it seemed like the rest of the family enjoyed laughing at her. Like Robert, the son, she was trying too hard to belong to be accepted by the billionaire family, smiling from ear to ear and sucking up to everyone.

What struck Jay was the absence of children at the table. He couldn't believe that Seth had four children, all grown up, and not a single grandchild. The next generation of the Billionaire Boys Club was missing in action.

During the luncheon, a discussion about Edgar moving out of the house came up. His mum did not want him to live alone. She said he wouldn't manage. Edgar did not seem too keen to move out at all, but his Dad insisted that it was high time he left the nest. Seeing an opportunity, Jay said he was also looking for a new apartment, and maybe they could move in together and see how it worked out. Madeleine immediately seconded the idea. She had obviously taken a strong liking to Jay. She took his number and said she would call.

Chapter 4: House warming.

Madeleine called Jay and they went looking at apartments. They spent several afternoons together, looking at different places. Not once did Edgar come along. Jay had lunch with Madeleine several times. She was cool, was the European woman. She was fascinated with the young black man. Jay flirted lightly with her and charmed her with compliments and little gestures. He did not over do it, he did just enough to make her feel desired, without acting like he was trying to fuck her. It went down well with her. He even got the impression that she kept finding new places to look at just to be with him. A couple of times, real estate agents mistook them for lovers. Madeleine blushed, but Jay told her he felt honored that they thought she was his girl.

"Aren't you embarrassed? I am old enough to be your Mum," she said, her face beaming.

"The elder chicken makes the best soup," he chuckled dirtily.

"You naughty boy!" she gasped and kissed his cheek quickly.

From then, jay always put his hand on her back when they walked and no one was looking, and she liked it, so she started taking his elbow. She liked Jay in a strong way. He was confident, relaxed, polite, charming and intelligent. And not only did he make her laugh and feel good, but he made her feel desired and attractive. 

Madeleine settled for a spacious apartment house. Jay said it was really great, but out of his range, coz it cost five thousand dollars a month rent. Madeleine waved with her hand, and they drove to the real estate agent. She signed a check and bought the house. It cost 4 million, but she got it for three point five. She then renovated it and had it decorated.

A month later, Madeleine called Jay and asked him to meet her at the house. Madeleine proudly showed him around the place. 

"I thought beige and hazel brown would be a good motto, for a boy's apartment. Tell me what you think."

She then took his elbow, leaned into him and showed him around the house. Jay was impressed. It had all definitely cost a fortune, but the place looked magnificent. It wasn't his hard earned cash any old how, so Jay enjoyed the view. Madeleine had furnished the place completely. She said if Jay did not like anything, he should feel free to have it removed or exchanged. He was simply impressed with everything. 

"This is so wonderful, Madeleine. I don't know how to thank you. Are you doing anything this evening?"

"No. Why?"

"Then I am going to cook you a tasty meal and we will have a house warming supper."

"No, you shouldn't bother really. We can go and eat somewhere."

"No. I Insist Madeleine. Why don't you just sit tight, and I will be back in a few."

Jay drove into town. He stopped at a supermarket and bought some premium cut steaks, two bottles of wine that cost a fortune and a half and some candles, and a bottle of massage oil, amongst other things. He had his opportunity with the billionaire's wife, and he was not going to waste it. He would make a lasting impression and conquer that ass for good. 

Then he stopped at a music store and bought an Al Green CD. He then went into a shop that specialized in ladies evening wear. One of the assistants was similar in stature to Madeleine and he asked her to model a couple of naughty, sexy dresses that caught his fancy. He then settled for one. He drove to a Victoria's Secret Shop and bought a tiny, sexy thong that matched the dress.

Madeleine was watching TV when he came in. He handed her the outfit, which was wrapped up.

"I have a present for you Madeleine. I always see you in these ladies suits, but for this housewarming supper, I would like you to put this on. I hope you do not think its presumptuous of me. Please humor me."

As Madeleine got dressed Jay, he cooked a tasty meal. He had just finished cooking when Madeleine appeared in the door way, blushing profusely, yet looking rather pleased.




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 03



I like the color," she rasped. "But I am too old for such a sexy dress."

"Oh my! Is that you Madeleine! Gosh! You are hot!" Jay said in a hoarse voice, gazing at her. Madeleine was looking hot, in a ravishing, dramatic, aqua, V-neck halter dress that gathered at the midriff. It had a gorgeous bias-cut hemline with a floor length back and mid-thigh length front. Her pearl necklace was draped between her creamy orbs. Jay wondered if she had been naughty enough to put on the aqua tanga he had also purchased. 

He walked to her, kissed her hand and then led her to the table. Jay then dished the tasty food and they had a candle lit supper. Madeleine loved the tasty food.

"You know, my husband and my kids have never cooked for me. They cannot even cook," she laughed. "Not even my daughter, Hilary."

"When my mom was alive, I always cooked for her."

"What did your Mom die of?"

"Oh, she had kidney trouble. We moved here when I was 12, so she could get medical treatment. She survived 10 years, but then she died."

"Oh, poor you. She did a great job with you. Do you feel American or African?

"I feel like an African American," he said and they both laughed. "And you?"

"I am a European aristocrat," she responded with a cheeky smile."The Americans have no culture and no religion. They worship money. But I don't wanna talk politics. I wanna be charmed. Its my fifty fifth birthday, yunno."

"It is, gosh. Congratulations," he kissed both her cheeks and she purred. "I cant believe that you are 55. You look so young?"

"Its all from a strict diet and sports," she paused. "And a whole lot of cosmetic surgery," she laughed.

"Well, then I have to say it was done by the best. You look great, Madeleine. And you are such a cool person."

Jay definitely charmed her through out supper. He then led her to the living room. They drank the wine and smoked a blunt, listening to some Al Green, which happened to be her favorite. He then invited the mature lady to a dance. He slid his arms around her and pulled her close. She placed her hands on his strong shoulders and looked up into his eyes..

"Thanks Jay. You make me feel so happy," She kissed him lightly on his lips and then laid her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and they swayed to Al Green.

Madeleine felt so excited, seeing her pale hands on Jay's dark shoulders. She stroked his upper arms, feeling his hot, firm, young muscles. She noticed he was looking at her face, smiling. She blushed and giggled. He kissed her forehead. His palms slid up and down her back, stroking her gently but firmly. She pressed her breasts into the young, muscular chest. 

"I have always found black men fascinating," Madeleine said.

"Have you had black lovers?"

"No!" she chuckled. "I got married at 19. And I never cheated on my husband," she said. "not with another man." She flashed him a naughty smile.

"And with girls?"

Her smile became wider. "A sweet maid or personal trainer, can be a very nice person to have around, when your husband is always traveling on business," she laughed. "I never got involved with guys, coz with girls it didn't really feel like cheating. However, that was in my wilder, younger days."

"What do you do nowadays?"

"Nothing," she said. "People have changed. Everybody is greedy, malicious and scheming, and they all love scandals. I don't want to end up being blackmailed, or in some seedy video on the Internet, yunno."

"So, you mean you are celibate?"

"I sleep with my husband once in a while. But he is a busy man, and we are both no longer that young, yunno. And, anyway, sex really happens in the head, yunno," she smiled. "The mind is the biggest sexual organ."

Jay took her hand and lead it between his legs. He placed it over the thick, throbbing bulge in his pants. She rasped, her blue-gray eyes opening wide.

"Would you rather fantasize about my big sexual organ, or would you like to experience it?"

"Gosh, you are so crude," she smiled as she stroked his cock, loving feeling the turgid manhood.

"You didn't answer me?"

"I have always fantasized of sex with a black man. I want you to make my fantasies come true. And make me enjoy it. But I don't want things to get complicated, O.k? Can I trust you?" 

"I wont make things complicated," Jay said earnestly, looking into her blue-grayish eyes. They were sparkling with excitement and smoldering with lust.

Jay dipped his face to hers and kissed her lips. She stiffened and gasped for breath through her nostrils. His long, hot tongue licked her pouting lips, making them wet. Then he sucked her lower lips into his mouth and chewed on it. Then her upper lip. 

"O-o-o-o-o!" she moaned into her lips and her body shuddered mightily. Then the billionaire's white wife opened her mouth and sucked his tongue in. Jay pushed his thick tongue into her hot, tasty mouth and licked her forcefully. She snaked her arms around him and clasped him tightly. He grabbed her ass and pulled her onto his hips, grinding his hardness into her steamy, excited cunt as they kissed passionately, with Al Green in the background.

Madeleine purred sweetly as overwhelming, wanton lust took a firm grip over her faculties. She ground her hips feverishly against the young black man's dick. She sucked on his thick tongue like it was a cock, and then she devoured his thick, full lips like a starving sailor who had just been given a tasty, juicy steak.

"Fuck, you are horny huh!" Jay gasped. He pushed the mature woman to a couch and made her sit down. He eased between her thighs and pressed his athletic, muscular body into hers. 

"Oh, what a body!" Madeleine thought. She literary leaped at him, and snaked her arms around his dark, powerful neck as she wrapped her long legs around his waist. One big, black hand cupped her ass, as the other grabbed her by the hair. He pulled her pretty face up to his, gave her such a lusty look. Then he squashed his mouth into hers. His long, thick tongue forced itself between her lips, and he explored her mouth aggressively. Madeleine swooned, felt dizzy. She moaned and shuddered, her hips jerking against the hardness in his pants. 

His hands undid the knot behind her neck that held her halter dress up. He slowly lowered the backless dress off her thick, creamy tits. They stood firmly and proudly. If she hadn't told him, he would not have guessed that they were fake. And anyway, his reasoning was, rather a pair of beautiful, full creamy fake tits on a fifty five year old woman, than a pair of saggy, drooping ones, if the cash was there. And it definitely was there.

"I have never had a woman over thirty," he said huskily, and then his lips descended to her creamy breasts. He held them up to his mouth and devoured them, stroking them with the flat of his tongue first, to get them all wet. Madeleine moaned and shivered as she gazed at the young, dark face feasting on her creamy orbs with such abandon relish. It was such a long time since a man, her husband, had made her feel so sexy and desirable. They hardly made love any more anyway. And when they did, it did not last very long and there was no seduction involved. She hardly remembered him being this excited about her at all.

Jay devoured her skin ravenously, licking her tits, the valley between them and the sides of chest. Her skin got all tingly and her head was woozy form all the sweet sensations.

"Want me to suck on them thick nipples huh?" Jay rasped huskily, looking into her eyes with his dark, smoldering eyes as his dark thumbs rolled over her thick, excited pink nipples.

"Oh yes Jay. Please do, dear. Suck on them..."

Jay snaked his thick tongue around an engorged pink nub as he tweaked and pulled on the other. She felt sharp bolts of electricity that shot straight to her pussy as he worked both her nipples, making them stand out like two little thumbs. He leaned back and sat on his heels.

"Part your legs Madeline."

She blushed and did so. Jay looked between her parted thighs. A tiny, little green tanga, matching her dress, peeked at him. It was so small that the gusset just covered the mouth of her pussy, leaving the shaved sides in the open. Jay's jaw dropped.

"Wow! That's hot!"

"I went and got a full waxing. I heard that young guys like it like that. Do you like it?"

"So you planned all this huh?" Jay laughed. "Gosh, I am flattered. Pull up your dress."

Madeleine blushed profusely.

"Shouldn't we go to the bedroom?"

"No. Do it now. Pull it up." She did it. She hooked her trembling fingers into her hem and pulled it up her splendid, silky thighs, and then her gorgeous, curvy hips, to bunch it around her waist. Jay gazed at the tiny, green gusset, covering the mouth of her mature white twat. 

"Are you wet? Are you horny Madeleine?" he asked in a deep, husky voice, and her cheeks turned red. But she did not avert her smoldering eyes. "play with yourself, stroke your pussy..." 

Her trembling hand dipped between her thighs. Her pale, dainty fingers stroked the light green gusset. It became dark and damp, wet from her copious juices. Jay stroked her pale thighs with his dark, big hands. Madeleine sank her fingers into the panties, rubbing firmly, pushing them into her itchy hole. She moaned and bit her lower lip, gazing at Jay. Her cheeks were red, but no longer from embarrassment

"Now, ease that thong to the side and show me your pussy. Show me how wet and horny you are."

Madeleine did it. She wanted so much to show him her womanhood, for him to admire. She hooked her fingers under her gusset and slowly pulled it off her engorged, shiny pussy lips. She was so wet that her pussy was leaking. The musky smell of her excited pussy immediately filled their nostrils. 

"Damn! Madeleine!" Jay exclaimed. "That's beautiful pussy," he said in a thick, lust filled voice, that had her feeling so gratified. He brought his dark fingers to her mouth and stroked her lips. "Lick my fingers and get them all wet."

Madeleine grasped his hand and kissed it. She licked his fingers deliberately, lovingly, getting them all wet.

"Tonight, I'm your woman, Jay. Make me feel like a woman," she moaned and brought his hand to her mound. She gazed at the dark fingers stroking and exploring her pussy, feeling the heat and wetness of her arousal. As he eased a thick finger into her opening, she bore down it with her hips, sucking it all in. 

"Pull your thighs up to your waist and hold that pussy wide open."

Madeleine could not believe it, as she did just that and held herself wide open as he fingered her pussy. She had never exposed herself like this to a man before, in her whole life. No man, not even her husband had ever made the European aristocrat to do such stuff. And she loved it.

He fingered her slowly, deliberately, wriggling his finger in and out of her hole, stroking the walls of her pussy so exquisitely.

"Oh yes Jay. That feels so good," she moaned, rolling her lusty hips.

He soon added and second digit, sending his fingers deep into her pussy and dragging them up the sensitive roof of her pussy. Then the mature Mum couldn't take it any more She grabbed onto his strong, powerful, dark arm and ground and threw her hips at him, fucking herself on his hand. 

Jay smiled down at the feverish, mature white woman. She was so into it, her eyes had a wild light to them, and her cheeks, chest and breasts were oh so red. He fingered her hard and fast, his palm slapping into her pussy whilst he tweaked on her tits. When she started gasping aloud and moaning through a clenched throat, he used his other hand to vigorously rub her fat engorged clit. 

"Ah!!!! I wanna cumm!!!!" Madeleine screamed, her face taking on a possessed look. She did not care where or what she was, or how many taboos she was breaking. She had only one aim, to cumm. Jay worked her and got her on the edge of a shattering orgasm. Then he suddenly just stopped and took his fingers away from her, leaving her hanging over the edge of a cliff.

"Oh!!!" she pouted.

"Hold on, you greedy slut!" He slapped her pussy with his palm and then he pulled off his t-shirt over his head. Madeleine gasped as she gazed at his dark, defined upper body.. he came down on her and she grabbed and licked and sucked at his chest feverishly. 

"You don't know just how much I have wanted you Jay! Since the day I first saw you... Mmmmm" she blurted and devoured his skin, and grinding her cunt against his hard cock.

Jay let her feed herself on his cock, loving the way she was grabbing handfuls of his firm, young muscles and licking chewing away at him like she was a cannibal. Then he finally slid down to her pussy.

"Hold up your legs up." hastily, she grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs up and wide apart. She shivered as his dark eyes gazed directly into her womanhood, seeing the evidence of her arousal, her longing for him. Oh gosh! How much that excited her. 

Her pussy lips were fat and engorged, looking like thick flaps. Her slit was dripping with shiny moisture. As he gazed, he saw a thick drop of cunt juice gather at the bottom of her pussy, then slowly drip down into her crack. Some remained in her puckered, pink hole, and the rest flowed down her wet crack.

"Mmmmm!" he groaned and went down on her. She felt his hot breath on her pussy. Then his mouth closed over her cunt, engulfing her in hot, soft wetness. He sucked on her, drinking up her copious, tasty, salty juices. Then his thick, soft lips slid all over her sensitive flesh as he made oral love to her womanhood. He slurped and plated away, and she loved every second. She pushed her cunt at him. He wriggled his thick tongue into her slit and it was sucked in. Her stomach muscles tightened, and her hips gave little spasms. She cried out and fucked his tongue as he pressed against her like he wanted to enter her with his whole body.

"Mmmmm!" he groaned between her legs, rubbing his lips vigorously into her cunt. He ate her greedily, voraciously, like a black beast seeking to devour her aristocratic pussy. His carnal, wanton lust over powered her and carried her away. She grabbed his head and pulled him into her cunt, crying wildly.

"Yes Jay. Eat me baby! Devour my pussy."

And he did too, tonguing her, sending his thick tongue deep into her hole, teasing her excited nerves. His lips clamped over her fat, engorged clit and he sucked the fat, little nub as he pumped his fingers vigorously into her cunt.

"oh fuck!!! Fuck!!!" Madeleine screamed as her pussy exploded. Jay held her down and kept working her genitals, sending her tumbling into a prolonged, shattering orgasm. Madeleine came so hard that she nearly lost her consciousness. She collapsed on her back, mouth wide open, tongue lolling, as she gasped for breath.

Chapter 5: The Billionaire's wife's first big, black cock

When she finally regained her composure, he was sitting besides her, stroking her hair and puffing on another blunt. He held her to her lips and she puffed away contentedly.

The white mum got up, emptied half a bottle of juice down her throat. She shimmied out of her dress and came to him in thongs and high heels. She slid astride his lap

"Oh, thank you so much baby. Thank you..." She showered him with kisses and devoured his neck, his muscular chest, his abs... "Oh gosh, I love your beautiful black body..." She kissed every little centimeter, savoring it, burning every little impression into her memory. 

It was with tremendous effort that she finally tore herself away from his body. But she had a much more urgent need. She slid purposefully to her knees and deftly opened his trousers. He raised his ass and she pulled his pants and boxers down and discarded them. She pushed between his thighs and gazed at his lolling, long black cock as it lay along his thigh.

"Its beautiful, like the rest of you..."

She dove for it, and slowly licked his entire length, making it slick with her saliva. She loved feeling the throbbing, spongy organ against her tongue. She nibbled on the dark shaft and felt so aroused as it grew fatter and harder. Her sweet, soft, wet mouth was all over his cock, kissing it, licking it, smacking her lips so loudly at the tasty treat, accompanied by deep groans and hums. She was enjoying herself immensely.

She then took it in both her hands and ran them up and down the slick, hard, black shaft. 

"Oh Jay! You're just as beautiful as I thought!" 

She peeled back the foreskin, held it to her nose, and inhaled the essence of his maleness. She licked the shiny, bulbous head like a tasty treat. Then she slid her pouting, pink lips over it and sucked and nibbled on it, causing his hips to twitch fro the great sensations.

Her eyes shining with wild lust, she brought her tits to it, she rubbed it all over her creamy breasts and rolled it against her nipples, shivering sweetly. She touched the thick, spongy head all over her neck, her cheek, her chin.

Jay felt a heat in his balls as the billionaire's wife worshiped his cock. His whole body was tingly, and every hair on his body stood up straight.

Madeleine inhaled the scent of his cock again. The she looked up into his eyes and said so sweetly, 

"Gosh. I cant believe I am finally going to suck my first black cock!"

"Its about time, isn't it. Go on you rich white bitch, suck a nigger dick!"

She giggled sweetly, "I need this nigger dick in my mouth!" 

She held his gaze, her eyes telling him, "I want you so bad." She licked her pink lips, wetting them. Then she pressed his fat, dark cock against her pretty, pink mouth, and bore down on him, letting her lips mushroom open around it.

"A-a-a-a!" She groaned deeply, sinking down on him until she felt him push against the roof of her mouth. 

"oh-h-h-h-h!" Jay gasped, as he was engulfed into her hot, wet, velvety mouth. "Damn! Madeleine. You look so beautiful, with a mouth full of black dick...!"

Madeleine went wild with desire and hunger. She bobbed her head up and down, wanking his dick and sucking it hard. Her naughty, little tongue danced on the underside as the white mum sucked her first black dick. Jay sat back and let her have the dick.

"Yeah, suck that black nigger dick like a good white slut, Madeleine! Suck me good baby!"

His dirty words filled her with thrills. What indeed would the world say to her, a European aristocrat and wife of a billionaire, sucking a young African student's cock, and loving it. They would call her a white nigger whore. And right now, she wanted to be just that. 

She grabbed handfuls of his powerful, dark inner thighs as her stretched lips rode up and down his thick, black dick. Nothing else in the world mattered to her, except that turgid, black erection. She wanted to make this young black man happy, elated, ecstatic. She wanted him to feel the same joy that she was feeling from giving him this pleasure. She drooled and sucked and slurped away, loving feeling his throbbing cock sliding on her lips. She was dribbling so much that her saliva covered his dick, his balls and was even trickling between his cheeks, and on to the couch.

His cock was so huge and hard that he was afraid it was going to bruise her tongue and the roof of her mouth but the cock hungry woman did not seem to care. She kept bobbing her head, wanking his cock with one hand, pushing more and more of his cock into her drooling, hot mouth. It felt exquisite for him. 

He felt his thick tip nudge the back of her throat. Madeleine looked into his eyes as she started bearing down on him. He couldn't believe it, she was taking his dick down her throat. It was so tight and constricting and it felt wonderful. She started fucking him deeper and deeper into her windpipe. She would pull back to breathe through her nose, then she would take him deeper into her constrictive tunnel. 




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 03



Her pretty face was beaming, she had an aura of wild, bubbly energy around her, almost like a halo. Suddenly, she gave a loud growl and just sank down on him, engulfing him all the way, till her nose was buried in his pubes, and his whole cock was swallowed up. She made gurgling noises as she rubbed her nose into his pubes. She finally pulled her mouth off his cock and gasped for breath, fanning her beaming face whilst the other held his cock at the base, and wagged it around.

"Where the fuck did you learn that, an aristocratic lady like you?" Jay exclaimed.

"I used to have a nasty, black fitness trainer who liked to make me deep throat her big, black strap on," she giggled. "Are you enjoying yourself baby?" She was definitely having great fun!

"Oh yeah—" Jay stood up and stood over her. He shoved his dick into her mouth and sent it right into her throat. She smiled around his cock and offered him her gaping mouth to use for his pleasure. Jay grabbed her head and made her look up to him as he fucked her face with, firm urgent strokes. He couldn't believe that this 55 year old wife could take dick like this. She sucked him so hard and juggled his balls as he rammed his dick down her throat till it was burning red hot.

"A-a-a-a-a!" he groaned deep in his chest, and his balls exploded. He pulled back and left just the swollen tip in her mouth, then he shot jet after jet of thick cumm in her. Madeleine wanked his dick hard and sucked and swallowed with amazing hunger. Even after his balls were empty, she milked him and got the last drop of creamy cumm.

Jay threw her over his shoulder and carried the rich white Mum to his bedroom. She had given him the biggest bedroom. He wondered how her son would take that, but didn't give a fuck.

He laid her on her belly on the bed and then Jay got a bottle of massage oil he had purchased at the supermarket. Jay oiled his palms and slowly massaged her back. He ran his big, strong hands up both sides of her spine, over and around her shoulders, and back down the sides, several times. He worked on her lower back, hearing her exhale and purr as worked on her muscles. Madeleine felt her muscles being kneaded, felt them relax and loosen, taking on a fine, warm glow. She groaned with satisfaction as he did her upper back, neck and shoulders. 

He hooked his fingers under her thongs and eased them down her ass. She raised her hips and said,

Jay took her hips in his big hands, and rolled his thumbs all over and around the small of her back. Madeleine started rolling her hips ever so sexily, moaning, simply loving it. He started massaging her ass cheeks. His oiled hands slid and slithered over the thick, round promontories, leaving them gleaming, looking so ripe and appetizing. As he went on to the insides of her buttocks, her hips quivered. He slid a big, dark hand from the small of her back, down into her crack, and back up, stroking her lightly, tantalizing her. Madeleine just went wild. 

"Oh, that feels so good," she gasped. Jay slid two digits in her, and they were sucked up in her wetness. He fingered her exquisitely, and stroked her ass crack with the other hand. 

Whenever his fingertips slid over her puckered hole, she bucked her hips and gasped. Jay rimmed her little hole with his big finger. Then he slowly eased his first knuckle in. She froze. 

"No. Give it here and lemme lick it first." She grabbed his hand and licked his finger wet, sucking it like it was a cock. Jay sank in one knuckle, then the next, then he completely buried it in her anus. He slowly fingered both holes. She loved it. Her hips suddenly leaped off the bed and she pushed her ass at him.

Jay fingered both her holes and she groaned with fulfillment, pumping her ass furiously on his fingers, harder, faster, rising to a crescendo.

"A-a-a-a! Yesssss!!!!" she screamed, and came, howling. She collapsed onto the bed in a panting, heaving, delirious heap. She groaned with regret as he slowly eased out of her orifices. Jay kissed her face and rolled her onto her back. She parted her thighs and reached for him.

However, he made her lay back and straddled her chest. He oiled her creamy orbs till they were all gleaming and mouth watering, like two delicious, aromatic, freshly baked buns. Then he eased his hard, long, thick black dick between her tits. He slapped the valley between the fleshy peaks for good measure. Then he made her thick mummeries around his thick black cock, enveloping it in the hot softness. He fucked her tits.

Madeleine gazed with fascination as the black manhood pushed out through her breasts.

"Gosh, this is so naughty," she squealed.

"Open your mouth and suck it when it comes through," Jay said to her. 

He held up her head with one hand, whilst the other teased and tweaked her nipples. Jay started pumping his hips slowly back and forth. He would pull back until the head was swallowed up in the wet, slippery, creamy cushions. It felt so tantalizing, sending sharp tingles all over his skin. Then he would push forwards and his thick, excited head would go straight for her gaping, panting mouth. Every time it reached her drooling lips, she would suck it in greedily, wrapping her mouth around it. As he eased back, she would pull her lips off it with a loud, tantalizing, mellifluous plop.

They played dirty games with his dick, her tits and mouth. He made her suck her own nipples. She giggled dirtily as she did it. Madeleine was definitely having fun, and that was what Jay wanted. He fucked her tits and finally exploded all over them, showering her mounds and her face with his cumm. He then told her to scoop it up and suck it off her fingers. Madeleine did it excitedly, giggling about how naughty he was.

They smoked a joint, lying side by side. As she felt his hard cock pushing into her side, Madeleine could not believe that her young lover was hard, yet again. But she did not complain, she went down and sucked him to full hardness. Now, she wanted his dick in her. 

She rolled on her back and pulled him on top. Jay eased his dick inside her pussy like an old school vet. The moment his cock slid into her, her hips leaped at him and she wrapped her arms and legs around him.

Jay fucked her slowly, letting her enjoy his cock. She rolled her hips to meet his dick, loving feeling his hot, young body moving against hers. They kissed languidly as he slid in and out of her hungry, clasping, contracting pussy hole. 

"Oh Jay, this is so great baby!" Madeleine moaned between kisses as her young lover fucked her exquisitely. She stroked and kissed his face and sucked on his flesh. They played like two young lovers, tickling, teasing and kissing each other as the fat cock slid in and out of the wet, itchy pussy.

As the heat of their passion began to rise, jay raised himself up on an elbow. He grabbed the back of her neck and started pumping her up and down her cock so easily.

"Oh yes Jay! That's great! I love it!"

"This dick is all yours. Go ahead and knock yourself out on that Nigga dick Madeleine!" 

Madeleine grabbed his strong, powerful shoulders and humped him feverishly. She felt so free, so liberated with Jay, like she could do whatever she wanted and it was O.k. And what she wanted right now was to fuck herself mad and she did just that. 

"Ah yes! Fuck yes!!! Uh huh! Yeah!!!" she cried, her face set in a vicious grimace. She wasn't fucking around, she meant business. She used his shoulders for leverage to throw that cunt at his cock. He wasn't fucking her back, just holding his dick up for her to fuck herself on and she loved it. There was a burning fire in her loins, and his hot rod was fueling it. The hot flames were engulfing her whole crotch, sending her wild. After several minutes, she felt her orgasm approaching rapidly. 

"Ah fuck!" she cried and started cumming. Jay pushed her thighs up, hooking her feet over his shoulders and then he fucked her hard. Madeleine bawled and went crazy as he sent her plummeting into a fierce orgasm. Jay bit his lower lip and fucked her harder and harder. He lunged into her pussy, pounding her hips repeatedly like he wanted to tear up her mature pussy. His cock swelled up so much that her pussy felt like a tight, gripping sheath around his meat. Madeleine went so crazy and threw her head back, her eyes rolling into their sockets. He fucked her into a state of delirium, and then finally, his balls exploded. 

Jay banged his cock deep inside her and pumped his cumm deep into her pussy. Madeleine held him tightly and ground her hips against him to take his potent, hot cumm into her belly.

They lay besides each other, their bodies soaked in sweat as they smoked another joint.

"Gosh, sex with you is just so unbelievable. Its simply so much fun. And you are so naughty..." Madeleine gasped, stroking his lolling cock. 

"I wanna fuck you some more," Jay said, sliding two digits into her loose, sloppy, well fucked pussy. "Lick my ass and get my cock hard again."

"What!" she gasped. "You are so naughty."

"Its the easiest and fastest way to get that big Nigga cock hard again," he told her as he stroked her clit.

"I don't know if I should really do this," she said huskily, blushing, even her hand slid under his balls, between his cheeks, stroking his sensitive crack so sweetly..

"Just do it Madeleine! Go on," he rolled over onto his belly. 

"You are unbelievable."

Jay heard her crawl to his ass. He felt her sweet, long fingers stroke his sensitive ass crack. 

Then he felt her hot breath on his ass. Suddenly, he felt her hot, wet tongue licking the small of her back, sending thrills up his spine. He started rolling his hips. Then he felt her tongue delve lower, to the top of his crack. She made him ease his thighs apart and knelt between them. Jay gasped with emotion as he felt her tongue slide into his crack. The warm, wet sensations drove him wild. 

Madeleine groaned with delight as she licked all the way up and down his crack. She could not believe that she was doing this, but she did not want to stop. She licked him nice and good. Then she concentrated on his puckered hole. Her body shivered immensely as she licked and rimmed his dark hole. She sank her manicured fingers into his cheeks and pulled them apart. Then she stretched out her long tongue and it slithered into his hole.

Soon, they were at it again. Madeleine was bent over on her bed. Jay was pumping his cock in and out of her dripping pussy. He slid his thumb into her pussy and lathered it with her juices. Then he rimmed her ass hole with it. She moaned with pleasure. He slowly slid his thumb into her hole and rolled it exquisitely inside her. She moaned sweetly, shuddering, feelings sharp, exciting sensations. Her ass hole was definitely feeling left out, and wanted its fair share of African cock.

"I wanna fuck your ass, Madeleine..." he told her.

His lewd words made her shiver. She turned her head to him. "I have never done it. But I would like you to put it in there."

"Beg me. Beg for my big, black dick in your ass! Beg me, Madeleine."

"Please do it..."

"I cant hear you."

"Fuck my fucking ass, alright!" she screamed.

Jay smiled and pulled his cock out of her pussy. It was all wet and shiny with her juices. He brought the engorged head to her puckered hole and bore down on her. Madeleine started pushing her hips back at him. Slowly, the hole opened, mushrooming around his cock. Madeleine winced and gasped sharply.

"Careful." She pushed further back. Slowly the head got past her sphincter.

"Oh fuck! That's so big. Pour some oil on that dick!" she growled.

Jay did, and then gazed at his oily, shiny, dark cock sinking slowly into her stretched pinkness. She pushed back at him, till his balls nestled against her pussy. 

"Oh damn! It feels so good to be so filled up with cock!" she cried sweetly. "Now fuck my ass, but slowly please."

Jay did it nice and slow, gazing at every centimeter pull out, only to sink back into her stretched, sweet little anus. At first Madeleine just groaned deep in her throat, but the more they did it, the more she got into it. 

Finally, she was holding on to the bed with her hands and rocking herself forwards, till only the tip was inside her, then she would throw her ass back at him, banging him all the way in. Jay watched her do this several times, enjoying the sensations. That hole was way tighter than her pussy. 

He eased his cock out of her and was fascinated to see her hole gaping wide open, flashing pink. It seemed to breathe as it slowly started closing. He oiled his cock some more and slid it back in her ass. 

"That's better. Now fuck my ass, Jay. Pound my ass!"

He slammed his cock into her, wanting to cumm up the first female ass he had ever fucked. Madeleine was going all crazy, rearing like a wild buck, her long hair flying all around. 

"Ah fuck yeah! I'm cumming!" she screamed as her hips were hit by heavy shudders. Jay kept fucking her until she collapsed on her face, kneeling there just heaving and gasping frenziedly. He fucked her ass harder and harder, urging his cumm to boil. As he felt his orgasm coming, he gave it his all, almost fearing his back would break. Finally, his balls exploded. Again, he had this feeling of the whole universe being at one with him and his cock. 

He fell on top of her, his cock still inside her ass. They dozed off.

Chapter 6: Mission on track

Madeleine spent the night with Jay, in the apartment. Her husband was traveling on business. She called the maid and said she had had a little too much to drink and would be sleeping in a hotel.

Jay played fun and games with the mature wife until the morning. He was as fascinated from fucking her mature body as she was from fucking his young body. They licked each other's asses and then he fucked her up her tight, mature ass. It was her first time doing anal sex and she absolutely loved it. Jay did not care that she was a European aristocrat from one of the oldest monarchies and a billionaire's wife. He grabbed her white hips and pumped his thick black African cock up her fifty five year old ass making her scream with pleasure. He fucked her to an oblivion and then he rewarded her gaping hole with a load of his thick cumm.

In the morning, she thanked him so much for the wonderful night and told him that she had never had such a hot night of passion and sex had never been so much fun. 

She said that since he had a girlfriend, she understood if he did not want to see her again. Jay said they would have to be careful, but he definitely hoped to see her again, some day. And he would like to bring his girlfriend along.

Jay was feeling good. 

His plan was developing rather nicely. He was already fucking the King's wife, his son and daughter, and they were addicted to him. Sex was the world's most potent drug, and a handsome, naughty black man who could fuck well and long, was simply the bomb. 

Jay liked Madeleine. He didn't like David and Ramona was well, O.k., but Madeleine was pretty cool. He couldn't wait to unleash his girlfriend on her and watch Dianne dominate the aristocrat and feed her her black pussy. He realized that he had to find a way to stop Dianne hating white girls and letting all that pussy go.

Calmly, he planned his next step. Edgar was the next target. He would break the billionaire's youngest son. But Jay was not in a hurry, and he had school work to take care of. Jay was not in a hurry, but his progress was good. 



Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 04



Chapter 1: Anal Edgar

Jay moved in together with Edgar and soon realized why everyone at the University said Edgar was anal. He was a pompous, arrogant bastard and he was stingy as hell. Though he had a long grip, as in generous allowance, he was such a miser. He did not have to pay a cent for the family apartment, but he secretly charged Jay an exorbitant amount of rent. Jay simply got the money from David. Edgar avoided doing groceries and when they went drinking, he always sneaked off to the gentleman's when it was his turn to get the next round. He let his mum or a maid do everything for him. He would simply remove his clothes and leave them where they lay. He also paid other people to do his assignments for him. 

Jay soon realized that holding a conversation with Edgar was a waste of time. The guy talked constantly about his dad, "My dad's got this, my dad knows this and that guy, my family is this, my family is that, blah, blah, blah!" 

Edgar also had a very ignorant opinion of blacks, talking about them as if every brother was a dumb ass thug, gang banger, car jacker and drug dealer. He had a severe case of propaganda induced racial prejudice, and it was incurable, like AIDS. It made him feel good, obviously, to fear and loathe brothers. 

Jay started feeling a strong desire to put Edgar in his place. However, he put that off for a while. He was concentrating hard on his studies. He was doing a lot of reading, finding out the ways that rich white people did business and always ended up making more money and getting richer whilst the poor got poorer. He was preparing himself for the future that he wanted, a future with a big slice of the cake. A couple of times, Edgar's mother dropped by when she knew her son was not at hoe. He chatted with her and massaged her shoulders. She loved him so much for it. He knew he would have to fuck her one day and try out her mature white pussy. But right now, he just didn't have the time to court her and fuck her real good, so he put it off.

Edgar's girlfriend, Melissa, or Lisa, the 23 year old girlfriend had a tall, slim, athletic body and a pretty face framed by long, blond hair. (Dianne maintained it wasn't natural, she said it used to be a disgusting, rusty yellow when they used to work together at Hooters). The most striking thing about her were her big, blue eyes. They were big, like a doe's eyes. She was learning interior decorating, and dreamed that through Edgar's family, she would have access to wealthy clients.

Edgar treated Lisa like shit and enjoyed putting her down. He sent her around like a servant. He talked shit about her behind her back, calling her a dumb ass bimbo and shit. He often told Jay that he was planning on finding a new, younger, slimmer, prettier blond But Lisa put up with it, because his family was rich and hers was just lower middle class.

Initially, Lisa used to look at Jay with very skeptical, Angst filled eyes. She acted jittery around him, like she thought he would hold her up and rape her and then sell her mother drugs. It was only after Jay recovered a very important file she had lost on her Laptop, that Money started liking a brother. She became all nice and friendly to him. 

When Lisa started warming up to Jay and smiling from ear to ear and laughing gaily whenever she chatted with him, that did not go down well with Edgar. The guy got mighty jealous. This pissed Jay off because Edgar was always fawning over Dianne, looking like he wanted a taste of chocolate desperately. 

Lisa and Dianne hated each other. It must have started back in Hooters. Maybe it was just natural for pretty white girls and pretty black girls to hate each other; no idea man. 

However, shit really hit the fan one afternoon, when Dianne walked into the kitchen, wearing a short skirt that hugged her thick, heart shaped butt like a second skin, and a tiny, tight top that was stretched around her thick tits. Edgar, who was drinking a cup of tea, gazed at her with greedy eyes. He started hitting on her, dissing Jay. 

"Listen, do you think Jay is true to you. I am not saying he is a dog or something, although black guys usually are. But, if I had a beautiful, gorgeous girlfriend like you, I would never even look at another woman. I would do anything for her. And you know, I could really do a lot for you."

"Quit that type of talk Edgar. I am really flattered, but I have a boyfriend."

"And what can Jay do for you really? I mean, those guys usually end up dead or in jail. Or they leave you all alone with kids. I am not saying Jay is that type, but you never know. Is that what you want? Don't you think you are wasting yourself? You can do better."

"Excuse me Edgar, but please stop that."

"Listen Dianne," Edgar said, moving real close to her. "I think you need some to think about this. How about we take one of my dad's private jets and fly over to the Caribbean. Or would you rather Europe, Monaco, you know, or Switzerland. We can see places Jay could never show you. You can go shopping, anything you want, you can have. I will take you eating in places frequented only by nobility. We will stay in 5 star Hotels. Anything you want baby. Jay could never give you that!"

Edgar slid his arms around her waist and grabbed her thick ass cheeks. "Edgar, take your hands off me immediately. And as to your proposal, lemme just go and discuss it with Jay, and hear what he says."

Edgar immediately ripped his arms away, his face going pale.

"No! Please, don't say a thing to Jay."

Dianne thought to herself, "How the fuck you gonna try to get a dude's girl when you so scared of him. Fuck you! Silly ass wimp!"

"Eh, is Jay home?" Edgar asked.

"No, he's working out. He's coming in two hours."

Edgar became bolder. He just had to have this black woman. As she turned to leave, he jumped her. He pressed her in a corner, pinned her arms and tried to grab her ass and tits. He ripped her top wide open. Dianne was taken by surprise from his vicious, animal attack. She tried to push him off but he was like a beast. He was so horny and so in lust with the black woman, and he couldn't believe she was turning him down. Dianne struggled but he grabbed her by the throat and pushed her against the wall. He kneed her to the belly, knocking her breath out. Then he tried to shove his hand under her mini skirt. 

Dianne just couldn't believe that a white man was trying to rape her. She was seething with rage but she was trapped. Edgar was bigger and much stronger than her and he had the strength of a man possessed. He called her sweet names, offered her lots of cash and licked her cheek.

Over his shoulder, Dianne saw Lisa walking in through the door way. The white girl stopped dead in her tracks and gasped. Then she just stood there, watching passively. Dianne couldn't believe that the white girl was standing there watching her boyfriend trying to rape her. 

"Alright, Edgar, I see that you really want me," she said to him. "Calm down and I will give you what you want. Hold on. Do you want me to suck your dick baby. Want me to go down on you, and suck that big, pink dick?" she asked him in a husky voice, stroking his bulging erection through his pants.

"Oh yes, you black slut! I wanna stuff it in your mouth. Please Dianne. Please lemme fuck your beautiful, dark face, you black temptress," he rasped.

"Alright then. All you have to do is ask, now step back and take your cock out, lemme see that pink dick. It feels so large. Go on, you handsome white guy. Take it out. Lemme suck you, then you can fuck my black pussy!"

"Oh yes, you black slut! I wanna fuck you hard!" Edgar gasped, ripping his pants open and yanking out his cock.

"Mmmmm! Nice!" Dianne cooed. "Lean against the wall baby! I'm a lil shy. Please close your eyes for a sec."

Edgar leaned back, and closed his eyes, expecting his cock to be swallowed up between her lush, dark, hot lips. However, the next thing he felt was cold steel, against his meat. He opened his eyes to see that Dianne was holding a huge, sharp knife to his dick. The silver blade was gleaming so wickedly. His erection withered and he trembled. However, Dianne grabbed a firm hold on his cock and pulled it hard, making him dance on his toe tips. She stroked it with the blade, an evil glint in her eyes.

"No! Please! Please!"

"You wanna rape me huh, cracker boy! Wanna rape a Nigga slave! Huh!"

"Oh no please, Dianne!!" Edgar sobbed. "Please don't cut off my dick!"

"If you ever, ever touch me again, I will chop it off. Then I will tell my Nigga about all this shit, and he will fuck you up your ass, you hear!"

Dianne then raised the knife. Edgar screamed. She drove it into the wall besides his head.

Dianne saw Lisa quickly disappear from the door way. She stomped after the white girl, leaving Edgar sobbing like a kid.

Dianne caught Lisa at the main door. The white girl was leaving.

"You fucking white whore! Why didn't you come to rescue me? You were gonna watch him rape me? Just coz you don't wanna lose your rich boyfriend, you stupid gold digger."

"Its all your fault! You seduced him. I hate you, you black bitch! I hate you all! You just want to take our men, coz your own men are such losers..." Lisa sobbed and ran away.

From that day, the two women hated each other with a passion.

Chapter 2: Squabbling chickens

Dianne did not say anything to Jay about the incident. She was afraid he might go loonies and kill Edgar with his bare hands. Edgar also left her alone after that. However, she and Lisa now hated each other, like GW and Saddam. They hardly talked, but the evil looks they exchanged could have easily qualified for Weapons of Mass Destruction. In fact, had a former secretary of state who bowed out in disgrace known about it, those two women would have had their asses kicked and thrown in Guantanamo Bay by a certain GW, his friend, PM TB and a couple of much less important white boys. 

Jay did not like disharmony, and initially he tried to get those feuding hoes to start acting their ages and not their shoe sizes. He asked Dianne to make an effort to stop the war, but she said,

"Fuck that white ho! She hates me coz I am a beautiful, intelligent black woman. Fucking racist cunt." 

"Come on," Jay protested, "she ain't no racist. I get along with her fine."

"Look, Jay, I don't wanna come between you two, yunno. Or is it the three of you?"

"Stop being ridiculous."

"Why the fuck do you even talk to that skinny, starving offay when you know damn well that she is my enemy. Where is your fucking loyalty?"

"Listen, all I am saying is, try and be friendly, yunno."

"Fuck that skinny white ho! She got the body of a boy. No tits, no ass, flat booty white bitch! The bitch got eating disorders. I should feed her my nutritious knuckle sandwich."

Jay thought it might be better to try and get Lisa to make the first overtures. When he chatted with her however, she said, "Look, I don't wanna talk bad about your girlfriend Jay, but she's got a fucking attitude, you know. This a race issue."

"Come on. She gets along with Edgar."

"She hates me coz I am a tall, slim, blond girl. I mean, she is obviously frustrated with her figure."

"What? Her figure is perfect."

"Come on Jay, its decent of you to be loyal to your girlfriend, but the truth is that she's got a fat ass. You can turn a blind eye, but you are not really doing her a favor, in the long run. I mean, if I put on too much weight, Edgar always tells me, and I like it that way."

"Listen Lisa, I really dig her fat ass. And this is not a problem about weight or race, the two of you are acting like bitches man!"

"Oh, so your girlfriend sent you to insult me, huh?"

"No. But I am tired of the two of you fighting over shit!"

"Well, listen Mr, tell her to stop being such an ass hole, and I will be decent to her."

Jay gave up. The two hoes were just so determined to feud.

Chapter 3: I'll take your ho

One Friday evening, the boys threw a party at their apartment. Loads of people came. A DJ laid down fat tracks and the apartment was like a disco. There were so many hot, skimpily clad chicks that Jay felt like he was in a pussy supermarket. Many guys were cursing themselves for having brought their girlfriends along.

Blunts were passed around like the Olympic torch and the alcohol flowed like water. Everybody got pissed and stoned quickly.

Dianne was dressed in a very hot, skimpy white outfit, designed to get the dicks hard and the girls envious. She was boozing and dancing with some homies of hers. She'd come to Jay once in a while to mark her territory, catch her regular dose of kisses and rub her hot goodies onto him to remind him of the after show private party in the bedroom. They were both having a great time. 

At one point, Jay bumped into Lisa. She was looking hot. The leggy blond was dressed in a tiny mini skirt, high heeled shoes and a backless halter top. She wore her blond hair open, like a shiny, smooth mane that went down to her breasts, framing her pretty, long, well made up face. She was looking bored and down. Edgar the jerk was hanging with his rich, white homies and ignoring her like last year's paper.

She tried to bitch and mourn so Jay plied her with drinks and joints and told her a few dirty joints to raise them low spirits. The two of them danced. Lisa was getting her groove on, shaking that ass like a salt shaker and putting it on Jay. Jay pushed his hips out and gave her something to rub that tight, white ass on.

Jay noticed that Edgar was watching them with a sneer/frown combination. He was hanging with his white homies, smoking blunts profusely. Jay could tell the dude was player hating on him, coz they all kept sneering and laughing at him. He ignored the jerks.

Their dancing was not even all that XXX-Rated but when tipsy Dianne spotted them, she fell into jealous fits. She thought the white chick was trying to steal her man. She stomped over and said Lisa danced like a typical white girl, in other words, SHIIIIEEET. And her outfit really made her look like a cheap, white BIIIIEEETCH! Lisa shot back, claiming that Dianne looked and moved like Ms Buffalo Butt. Plus she was dressed like a whore! Dianne threatened to bash Lisa. Tipsy Lisa began bouncing up and down like one of Charlie's Angels and going "Lets take it outside." It was on.

People gathered around and the DJ turned the music down so he wouldn't miss out on the beef. Dianne and Lisa were zealously hurling insults at each other. People were already dubbing it a black and white girl fight. Jay tried to lead Dianne away but she wanted to feud.

"Don't fucking touch me. Nigga get dem hands off me!"

"You're making a scene man. Chill out! You're fucking up my party!"

"Me! Nigga! Its that offay done fucked up everything." 

"Dianne, you started this shit! You were dancing with other dudes all night, did I even trip?"

"Oh, so its like that huh? Well, you made your choice loud and clear. Have fun with your white bitch! But watch out coz when daddy finds out you're jigaboo, you're thru. I am Audi. And I am taking my sweet black pussy with me." She cupped her pussy. "U-u-u-uh! Its soaking wet and itchy, Nigga. Chew on that shit!!" 

Dianne grabbed her stuff and took off with a couple of her homies. Dianne was talking shit and Jay could hear those nasty bitches pouring oil into the fire, calling him "a scanless, white pussy loving jigaboo."

Jay was pissed for a second, because he really hadn't been planning on fucking Lisa's white ass. Not yet, anyway. However, true player for real that he was, he wasn't about to spend the evening sulking. He smoked, drank and danced with a gang of hos.

When Jay met Edgar and his boys in the kitchen, his stoned room mate proved that he was indeed a moron with a P.H.D (Player Hating Degree). He smirked at Jay and said,

"What's up dude. You were having fun with Lisa, huh? Bumping and grinding huh?"

"What's up Edgar? Are you jealous?" Jay teased.

"Don't get your hopes up too high just because Lisa smiled at you. She is not one of those cheap whores that like you guys. She ain't the type to catch the jungle fever, she's immune to it, pal."

Edgar and his dumb ass homies laughed. Jay smiled evilly, and took off with their joint. 

He decided to show the player hater that he could take his bitch. When a slow number started, he took Lisa onto the dance floor. She had obviously been doing some serious drinking and smoking. She gave a whoop of joy and jumped into his arms. He wrapped his arms tightly around her slim body and pulled her close. The blond snaked her long arms around his neck, resting her cheek on his and pressing her tits into his chest. Jay felt the heat of her young, crisp body almost as if she were naked. 

As they swayed to the music, Jay ran his big hands up and down her back, stroking and caressing her. He felt her tremble, heard her purr in his ear and then her hands started stroking his dark, powerful arms and shoulders, touching bare flesh since he was wearing a white wife beater. He pressed his hips into hers making her feel his hard dick. 

Lisa nearly jumped, with elation and excitement. His dick felt so hard and so long and fat. She could feel its heat even through his shorts and her skirt and thongs. It pulled her pussy like a magnet and she found herself grinding against it. Her heart beat like a drum and the juices poured into her pussy. Lisa dug her fingers into his dark upper arms and never let go again. 

Making sure that Edgar and his cronies had an unobstructed view, Jay eased his big hands slowly down her hips, all the way to her butt cheeks and cupped them. Lisa trembled and rubbed her cheek against his. His big, strong fingers kneaded her butt cheeks like dough as he ground his hard, throbbing cock into her cunt.

He looked over her blond head at the white boys. Edgar's mates were getting all frantic and gesticulating wildly and and pushing Edgar like they were saying, "Go rescue your woman from that nigger!" 

But Edgar baulked and only pulled tough on his joint. Jay smiled and thought, "What a wimp!".

Lisa noticed Jay throwing her boyfriend challenging looks and knew he was out to piss off Edgar. Initially, she went along with it to tease her boyfriend for ignoring her like a jerk. She also wanted to see if he would storm the dance floor and rip her out of Jay's dark arms. When she saw him watching, but scared to come and get her, she said, "Fuck him and his daddy's cash!" 

All that mattered to her was the hard dick that was grinding into her wet, itchy, excited pussy. She purred into his ear like a cat and licked his lobe. She pushed herself up on her tip toes, so she could feel his turgid cock right along the whole length of dripping, excited slit. It felt so good that she started grinding her dripping cunt tortuously into him. The white girl nestled her face in his neck and blew her hot breath onto his skin as she exhaled. 

Feeling her butt cheeks clench and unclench in his palms incensed Jay, making him wish his dick could just tear through their clothes and stab its way deep into her the dripping pussy. Since he did not have supernatural powers to pull off that type of shit, Jay slid his hands under her skirt and took her firm, soft, taut ass globes into his palms. They felt like hot buns straight out of the oven. He just had to sink his fingers in there and squeeze them like juicy fruits.

As she felt his hands on her bare skin, Lisa was overcome by such a wanton lust. She did not protest but burrowed her face into his neck and intensified her grinding. Her pussy searched desperately for stimulation and found it on the the black man's big, hard phallus. She smeared her soft lips into the skin of his neck and licked him with her hot, wet tongue. Jay eased her skirt higher so Edgar and his cronies could see his black hands on her white ass. He didn't want them to even have a small doubt.




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 04



Jay threw Edgar a smirk and half lifted Lisa off her feet and lowered her cunt on his hard dick. He pumped her against it and she bit his shoulder and licked it with her tongue. 

Lisa was aware that her boyfriend was watching Jay grabbing her bare ass. He was seeing her dry humping Jay right in front of him and his fraternity brothers. And he did not even have the balls to come and cause a scene just like Dianne had earlier on, she realized he was a weaker than Dianne a girl. She said, "Mother-fuck him!"

She felt a rush of adrenalin. She now had only one consuming desire, and that was to cumm all over Jay's big cock whilst her boyfriend and his cronies watched. In fact that really heightened her lust and excitement. Her clit was itchy as hell, her pussy was on fire and Jay's cock was the only remedy. She ground her pussy harder and harder into the large black cock till she saw relief appear on the horizon, in the form of shimmering lights that she saw through her closed eyelids.

She dry humped Jay even harder as she rushed to meet her orgasm.

Jay gave the neglected blond assists like Scottie Pippen, squeezing her ass cheeks, pulling her onto his cock and shoving his dick at her. He kept a careful eye on Edgar and his mates just in the case the white boys might want to squabble. But the pussies didn't. They kept watching. And Lisa kept rubbing her cunt on his cock until her body was suddenly hit by mighty shudders. Jay held her tight and let her cumm on his dick. She moaned sweetly and bit and licked his neck as her ass popped heftily in his palms. Even after her orgasm finally died down, she continued licking and sucking on his neck. 

As the slow song ended, her eyes were misty and she had a dreamy, happy look. He kissed her on the mouth. She opened her lips, ready to take his tongue. Jay chuckled and led her to Edgar and his boys, a cheeky smirk covering his dark face.

Edgar, the jerk with the P.H.D. cast Jay a baleful look. He snatched Lisa's hand and literary handcuffed her to his side. He was so pissed. 

"You fucking ass hole!" he swore at Jay.

"You wanna go outside? You can even bring your boys along, come on Edgar. You a pussy, huh? Thought so."

Jay patted Edgar's shoulder and smirked.

Edgar's sneered, but he didn't make a move. Neither did his friends. Jay winked at Lisa and she grinned, breasts jigging with laughter. He could tell she now knew that her boyfriend was nothing but just a "BIEEEETCH!" 

Chapter 4: Sweet dreams

Around 4 am. the party came to a halt when the neighbors called the cops. As the last guests left, Jay and Lisa discovered her boyfriend, Edgar, sleeping behind a couch. He was stoned immaculate and out of it. Together they helped him to bed. They put him on the bed and he muttered something and started snoring, his mouth wide open. Lisa sat down on the bed besides her sleeping boyfriend.

"Thanks, Jay," she said sweetly.

"For helping that jerk, or do you mean for the orgasm?" 

Lisa blushed and giggled shyly. "For both, I guess. Gosh, I hope he wont be pissed at me tomorrow."

"No he wont. He is a bitch...." Jay said. Lisa saw him open his fly. He fished out his cock. It was a long, dark, fat tube, with a thick, round, bulbous head. She exclaimed, staring at it.

"Jay. What are you doing?" she whispered frantically.

"Turn about is fair play, don't you think? I made you cumm. Now you are going to make me cumm!"

"Are you crazy!" 

"Yeah..." Jay moved in close and cupped the back of her head. "I want you to suck my dick, right here, while you sit besides your punk ass boyfriend."

"Jay! No! He'll wake up!"

Jay took a firm grip of her hair. "Only if you keep talking. Now, go on girl..."

Jay rubbed his cock all over her face. Lisa was too paralyzed to move. As she felt the hot, throbbing man meat on her skin, she shivered and trembled, feeling dizzy. The musky smell filled her nostrils, making her mouth water. 

"I cant believe you Jay!" she exclaimed.

Jay rubbed his cock along her mouth. "Go on lick it. Lick that cock and let your boyfriend snore like a fool, instead of taking care of business."

Lisa looked at Edgar for a second. The whole thing nearly made her giggle, her white boyfriend snoring through his open mouth whilst his black flatmate rubbed his hard cock in her face. She found it all so devilish and so dirty. Her cunt filled rapidly with hot juices.

"Be quiet," she said to jay and reached for his cock. It throbbed in her palm, pulsing with life. It was so dark, and so much thicker than Edgar's. And it somehow just seemed so potent.

"Your cock is very beautiful," she gasped.

"I want you to take Edgar's hand and hold it, whilst you suck me.

Lisa giggled and did as he said. Then he pulled her face to his dick, and she started licking it. She ran her tongue up and down the thick shaft.

"That's it bitch, get it all shiny. Lemme feel that tongue all over. Yeah! Suck on that black cock, you horny white girl. Yeah!" Jay rasped ass he worshiped his dick with her mouth.

Lisa pulled back to gaze at the thick, shiny dark cock that felt so heavy and looked so huge in her tiny white hand, and she felt awed and exhilarated. As if in a daze she peeled back the foreskin. The shiny, bulbous head emerged.

"Oh, that's so beautiful," she gasped. Then she leaned in and licked the musky dick head, She rimmed it with her tongue and felt it twitch. She gave a groan of lust and wrapped her tongue around it. Then she vacuumed it into her mouth.

"That's it white bitch. Suck that black dick..."

His dick filled up her mouth and it felt so good. She felt like it belonged in her mouth. She forced her jaws apart to make room for her tongue to dance on the underside as she bobbed her head up and down.

"Yeah, that's it bitch! Suck that fucking black cock! Make some noise bitch" 

"Mmm" Lisa moaned, gripped by such a carnal hunger for his dick. She couldn't believe she was sitting besides her boyfriend, in his bedroom, and Jay was shoving his dick into her mouth. She didn't want him to stop. 

"Look up at me with them beautiful big eyes..."

She looked up at him, blushing. Her eyes were sparkling, and wide open like a doe's. Her mouth was gaping obscenely around his thick, swollen black cock.

"Fuck, its so nice to look into that beautiful face as I fuck you with my big, black cock..."

"Mmmmm," Lisa moaned and smiled around his dick... She let go of Edgar's hand. She grabbed his balls and cock in her palms. She squeezed his cumm filled nuts as she wanked his cock firmly, whilst pulling it into her throat. 

She wrapped her mouth around his thick shaft and tried to cram as much black cock in her mouth as she could. She gave him a wet, loud, greedy, slobbering blow job. The black dick seemed to just keep on growing, longer and longer.

Then Jay grabbed her head in both hands and rammed his dick repeatedly into her gaping drooling mouth. Lisa moaned sweetly as he fucked her face. He was using her mouth for his pleasure and she loved holding it wide open for him. 

Jay held her face firmly between his palms and started pummeling his dick into her mouth, making loud squelches. He fucked her mouth so hard that foam and bubbles were forming at the corners. Lisa loved it. She moaned and cried around his thrusting cock.

She thought Edgar would definitely wake up, but she did not care. All she wanted for Jay to flood her mouth full of his cumm. His huge cock swelled so much it could hardly move in her mouth any more. Then she felt his balls contract in her palm. She sucked even harder, and then he suddenly exploded. His thick jets of cumm shot onto the roof of her mouth.

"Mmmmm!" Lisa moaned, and her pussy orgasmed, without even being touched. 

Jay shot three strong, thick jets of cumm into her mouth, then he yanked his dick out, grabbing his shaft in a firm tight grip to choke off his cumm. 

As she rolled his thick, creamy, taste cumm in her mouth and then swallowed it, he moved to stand over Edgar's snoring face.

"No!" Lisa exclaimed, a smile of utter disbelief on her face. She could not believe that Jay was about to do what she thought he was about to do. He looked at her, with a naughty smile.

"Take my cock, wank it and spray it all over his stupid face..."

"No!!!!" Lisa rasped and hastily grabbed his dick. She wanked it hard and fast, her face beaming with excitement. Jay let go and his cumm sprayed in Edgar's face. She wanked even harder and pointed it at his forehead, letting the sleeping guy catch another blast. She then milked and drained Jay's cock, making sure every drop hit Edgar's sleeping face.

"Jay, you are unbelievable.," she exclaimed as she licked Jay's cock clean. "What a waste of precious, tasty cumm though."

"Lick it off his stupid face, and if you still want more, you know where to find it."

jay walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Lisa grinned wickedly as she scooped up jay's cumm and fed it into Edgar's gaping mouth. He licked it up in his sleep. Lisa then kissed his mouth, shoving her cumm drenched lips against his and penetrating his mouth with her tongue. 

Chapter 5: Black and White girl fight

Jay lay back on his bed dressed only in his boxers, stroking his hard dick and puffing on a joint. 

The door slowly opened its hinges. He looked up expecting Lisa, and was surprised to see Dianne walking in. She was a little less tipsy than before. She raised her brow at her boyfriend lying on his bed covers with his hard dick is his hand.

"Wassup Nigga? You jerking off?" she broke into a dazzling smile.

"No. Just keeping the motor running till that pussy got back. Where the fuck where you?"

"I went to a club with my girls. Sorry about earlier. I was drunk and shit yunno. I just hate that white bitch! I cant help it Jay. I hate her fucking guts."

"You bitches are like two little cats. I ought to spank you and make you eat each other."

"Oh, so you jerking off to some Interracial Dyke shit fantasies Nigga. It ain't that type of a party Nigga! This black booty bitch don't need no assistance form no offay bitch to take care of that there black cock."

Dianne dropped her leather jacket from her shoulders. The tall, voluptuous, cocoa brown beauty was in a semi transparent white halter top that was stretched across her awesome bust. A white mini skirt was stretched across her curvy hips. Her juicy thighs and shapely legs were encased in semi transparent, white mid thigh stockings. Her feet were in high heeled sandals that accentuated her shapely legs. The contrast between her white outfit and her dark skin was so alluring. 

Jay's cock leaped in his palm as he decided to fuck her in them clothes. It was like a motion picture, he saw it in his mind. He would just push that mini skirt up around her hips, fish the thong out of her crack, hook it over an ass cheek, and ... Lights camera Action, Fuck!

He couldn't believe that he had been dating and fucking Dianne for two years and every time he looked at her body, he still wanted to fuck her again and again. 

As if sensing her boyfriend's dirty thoughts, Dianne turned her back to him and slowly pulled her tight skirt up to her hips, revealing her thick, silky ass, split by a skimpy white thong. She bent over and let her fat mound peek at him from between her thighs. There was a damp spot in the center of her gusset.

"Fuck! Lock the door and come over here and get your punishment for acting up, you nasty bitch!" Jay said in a deep, husky voice.

"You wanna spank my fat black ass. Or do you just wanna eat it and fuck it," Dianne teased naughtily. She locked the door and climbed onto the bed on all fours to crawl to the dick he was holding. It drew her lips and hands like a magnet. She was soon ass up, face down, double fisting him and licking his dick like a chocolate lolly. Jay leaned back on two pillows like a true blue vet and let her have his dick.

"Whew, that was fucking close!" he said to himself, as he gazed at Dianne sliding her thick lips over his fat, spongy, bulbous dick head. She smacked her lips all around it like a juicy fruit. He groaned deeply. 

"Mmmmm!" Dianne groaned with relish. 

Then there was a knock on the door.

"Hi Jay. Its me, Lisa. Can I come in?" She tried to pen the door, but it was locked. 

"That fucking cracker bitch!" Dianne swore, her eyes blazing with anger. "What the fuck she sorry about, Nigga!" her eyes narrowed at Jay.

"No idea man. She tipsy and shit," Jay answered quickly. "I'm sleeping Lisa, I will see you tomorrow."

"Oh come on. Let me in. I just wanna thank you. Please Jay, lemme just talk to you a sec. Come on."

Jay rolled off the bed, pulled up his boxers. He opened the door a crack. Lisa was in a short gown that was tied together at the front. Jay tried desperately to throw her signals with his eye brows, eyes and even nods of the head, to say, "Shut the fuck up, trouble is on the road, bitch!" But tipsy, guilty, nervous Lisa didn't even notice. She just stood there blushing, her hands fidgeting with a toothbrush.

"Hi there. Why did you lock me out. Look what I put on for you..." She opened her gown to reveal a pink, lacy half cup bra that was holding up her medium sized tits. She was wearing matching pink, lace thongs.

"Oh, cool. I am sure Edgar will love those."

"Fuck him. That bastard is still asleep. You know, he hardly even fucks me. And I never cumm when I am fucking him, anyway... Thanks for making me cumm, earlier..."

The door was suddenly yanked open. 

"Oh fuck!!!" Lisa swore, going pale as Dianne charged at her with a murderous look on her face.



Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 05



Chapter 1: My enemy's enemy

WHACK!!!

Dianne smacked Lisa across the face, sending her staggering onto the couch. She raised her talons, planning to scratch the skin off the cracker bitch and then strangle her and kill her.

Jay jumped behind her and wrapped his arms around her, pinning her arms to her side and lifting her off the floor.

"Lemme go you scanless Nigga. I'm a kill that offay ho. Then I'm killing you you white bitch lover!" Dianne tried to kick him with her sandals and butt him with the back of her head.

Melissa saw red. She couldn't believe that the nigger whore had smacked her. Seeing Diane held by Jay, Lisa jumped in and smacked her hard in the face. 

"You're dead, you fucking cracker bitch!" Dianne lashed out with her feet, catching her on the shin. "Shit ass chicken shit offay whore!"

Lisa snatched a bottle of wine and searched for a good angle to smash it on Dianne's head.

"You're dead, you black bitch! Nigger whore. I'll make those fat lips explode!" she growled.

Jay got fed up right there. He tossed Dianne behind him and snatched the bottle from Lisa's hand. Then he grabbed a handful of braids in one hand and handful of blond hair in the other, and yanked real hard. They both yelped. He dragged them both into his room and kicked the door shut.

He pulled their hair hard and growled into their wincing faces.

"Alright, listen to me you bitches. This shit is gonna stop right now. You are going to sit your asses down and the first one that starts some shit is gonna have to fight me!" he shoved them both onto the bed.

"Jay, you fucked the white bitch and then you held me so your white whore could hit me! I cant believe this shit!"

"Shut the fuck up Mel. I didn't fuck her."

"She said you made her cumm. Don't fuck with me Jay."

"Is that your revenge Lisa, that your man tried to rape me!"

"What!" jay exclaimed.

"This fucking bitch watched her boyfriend trying to rape me and she didn't even help me. How could you Lisa!"

"What was I to do? You were always flirting with him. You lead him on," Lisa insisted desperately.

"No Lisa. He tried to rape me, and you saw it and didn't do anything."

"I was paralyzed And I felt like shit. Like it was all my fault."

"What the fuck is wrong with you Lisa!" Dianne exploded. "You got a boyfriend who treats like shit, he uses you like a servant and he tries to rape another woman. And you feel like shit! You were even crying! Are you dumb? Bitch, is you stupid?"

"I love him!" Lisa wailed. "I know he is an asshole, but I love him..."

Lisa started sobbing heavily.

"bitch please!" Dianne groaned and rolled her eyes. Then she moved to Lisa and wrapped her arms around her. Lisa tried to pull her off. Then she threw her head onto Dianne's chest started sobbing.

Jay rolled another joint and lit it.

They all sat on the bed. A thick cloud of weed smoke hung in the room.

"How the fuck come I didn't know about this?"

"It wasn't no big deal man, I put a knife to his dick and it shrunk. I didn't want you killing him or something, neither."

"You are a tough bitch!" Lisa said and they both laughed. "I am really sorry. Its just that, imagine you see your boyfriend lusting after another woman. It makes you feel like shit. Like you failed..."

"My Nigga fucks other bitches, but I don't feel like shit!"

"He does, and you know about it?" Dianne nodded, smiling naughtily. "And it doesn't drive you mad?"

"With desire. We like sharing girls. Don't tell me you never fucked a chick. All you white girls are pussy eaters, ain't you?"

Lisa blushed. "I used to do it with a good friend of mine."

"Yeah," Jay said. "Ass hole Edgar told me that you fucked girls before."

"That ass hole has a big mouth. What did he say?"

"Well, to put in mildly, he said he rescued you from some trailer, big, ugly butch type trailer trash Dyke you used to fuck with."

Jay and Dianne laughed.

"Edgar is such a jerk. It ain't even true. She wasn't trailer trash and she wasn't a butch. She's very pretty. He was just jealous."

"Come on Lisa, don't be shy now, tell us about your butch. Did she have a clit like a lil dick!" Dianne said and squealed with laughter.

"Oh, you guys are laughing huh? Jay, you know what he tells his fraternity brothers about you. He says you are some starving African refugee that he picked up from the street coz you were homeless and shit. And he lets you stay here for free. And you cook, clean, wash and do his laundry. And that you like it when he calls you boy!"

Dianne fell over laughing. "I wouldn't laugh so hard if I were you Dianne. He said you got an ass like a fucking duck and your lips are so fat that you look like you just went ten rounds with Tyson and got bashed bad."

"That cracker is an ass hole! Have you ever fucked a black chick, Lisa," Dianne asked, looking into the big blue eyes. Dianne's eyes were narrowed to dark slits.

"No!" Lisa replied and swallowed. "Have you ever been with a white girl?"

"no!" Jay answered for her. "Dianne hates white girls. She is a racist."

"They hate us too. Its like that, isn't it?" Lisa nodded. "But I don't wanna hate you no more sweet heart. Come here."

The black woman's face broke into a sweet, devilish, dimpled smile. She stood up before Lisa and pulled her to her feet and looked into her big, blue eyes. They were sparkling with excitement. 

"I cant believe I am about to fuck a white girl."

"Gosh. You are so crude Dianne," Lisa blushed.

"Oh don't you act shy on me," Dianne voice was now a soft, sexy, husky low drawl that sent tingles down Lisa's spine. "You wanna fuck my Nigga, you're gonna have to make me cumm first, alright? Do you want that?" Lisa nodded shyly. "Say it, do you wanna fuck me and do you wanna fuck my Nigga?"

"Yes. I wanna fuck you both."

"You wanna eat some Nigga pussy and suck some Nigga dick? Say it."

"Gosh, Dianne."

"If you cant say it, you wont get it. Simple as that," Lisa kept blushing.

"I cant say the N word. I'm a white girl."

"Uh huh?" Dianne moved in close, pushing her tits against Lisa's. She stroked her blond hair with one hand, whilst the other stroked her face lightly, going from her forehead, down her temple, cheek and chin, fluttering over the tanned skin like butterfly wings.

"Don't mean to tell me you never call us niggers, when you're with them other cracker hos. Tell me the truth. You do huh? Everybody uses those words." Lisa nodded bashfully. Diane grabbed a fistful of blond hair as she slid her palm around Lisa's throat.  

Jay sat back with a fat joint and a glass of wine, stroking the big bulge in his boxers. He loved it when Dianne dominated a girl. And he could tell that Lisa was about to be dominated and made to eat Dianne out. It was Dianne's favorite past time. She loved breaking hos.

Dianne's grip on Lisa's hair tightened, stopping just short of making her wince. She applied firm pressure on her throat, stopping just short of choking her. Dianne made Lisa look into her eyes. 

"Say it, you cracker slut. Say you wanna eat some Nigga pussy and suck some Nigga dick!" she pulled on her hair harder, making her wince and she sank her thumb and finger into her throat.

There was something about the dark skin, and thick features, that scared and paralyzed the white girl. Yet something about the dark, sultry eyes hypnotized her and made her wanna drown in them. Was this creature human, like her, she puzzled. She felt fear and excitement. It was like a fatal attraction.

"I wanna eat your nigger pussy and fuck Jay's big nigger cock!"

"That's better. You're a hot cracker slut, you know. I am gonna enjoy fucking you," Dianne said huskily. Lisa felt her warm, moist breath on her nose, and mouth. 

She trembled and moaned softly. Dianne's thick lips closed over Lisa's mouth, sucking her lips into her mouth. She moaned deeply as she licked and sucked the white girl's lips. Lisa cried sweetly, her body shaking. 

Dianne suddenly pulled hard on her hair, making her wince and forcing her to tilt her face upwards. Then she surprised Lisa by shoving two digits into her mouth. She stroked the white girl's wet tongue forcibly.

"Lick my fingers with that tongue bitch. Show me how happy you are to be Mama's lil white slut! Go on now sweet heart. Lick..."

There was something hypnotic about Dianne's husky, horny voice. Lisa found herself complying, slurping and licking away at the two dark digits. The black woman shoved her face into Lisa's soft neck and devoured her like a vampire, licking, sucking, nibbling and chewing away. Lisa closed her eyes and tried to stifle the moans. 

Dianne dropped Lisa's gown from her shoulders, leaving her in her half cups and thongs. Then the black woman's palm slid between her thighs, to cup her cunt and squeeze it. They both felt her wet pussy squelch in her gusset. 

"Mmmmm. The lil slut is so fucking wet!" Dianne eased her fingers in under the gusset. 

They gently stroked and traced her dripping gash, slipping and sliding on her sensitive, wet flesh. Lisa exhaled, and her hips shuddered. Dianne located her hole. Slowly, gently, she wriggled her fingers into the wet pussy. 

"O-o-o-o-o!" Lisa moaned sharply.

"Yes baby!" Dianne groaned huskily and smeared her wet, succulent lips into Lisa's. Then she pried the white girl's lips open and shoved her tongue into Lisa's mouth, just as she sank a digits up in her pussy. 

Lisa moaned deep in her throat as Dianne's tongue explored her mouth, gently but firmly, just like her middle finger was exploring her wet, itching, excited pussy. 

Exhilarating sensations washed all over her body. She cried softly into Dianne's mouth and started rolling her hips against her hand as Dianne finger fucked her exquisitely

"Mmmmm!" Lisa moaned and her arms rose to embrace Dianne. Dianne suddenly pulled Lisa's head back, making her wince and open her eyes in shock.

"You like that huh, white girl. Open your mouth!" Lisa complied and Dianne withdrew her fingers from her pussy. They were shiny with Lisa's juices. "One for you, one for me. Lets eat some white pussy."

They looked into each other's smoldering eyes as they each licked a finger, lapping up Lisa's salty, musky pussy juices. Then their mouths found each other and they tongue kissed each smoothly, but hungrily. 

They explored each other's mouths, their tongues dancing and snaking around each other as they grabbed and fondled each other's tits. Dianne slid a thigh between Lisa's and they dry humped each other, kissing continually.

Jay was starting to get bored form all that kissing and slurping. He was just gonna say, "get it on yo!" but Dianne beat him to it.

The black girl once again grabbed the blond hair and tugged, making Lisa wince. Then she chewed and licked her cheek and neck. She bit her and Lisa shuddered. 

"You like that huh! Bitch!"

"Oh!!! Yes! I like it when you are like that to me."

"Want me to finger fuck you again Lisa? Huh? Is that what you want, white bitch!"

"Oh yes! Please do it again. Please. Make me your bitch!"

"You wanna be my bitch, you gotta cumm for me bitch! You gonna do that! Cumm for me!"

Dianne place one foot on the bed and made Lisa lean her ass against her thigh and part her legs even more. Dianne wriggled three digits into Lisa's pink shaved pussy and finger fucked her, whilst she rubbed her clit with her thumb. 

Lisa felt overwhelming sensations as Dianne manipulated her pussy. The dark digits were skilfully stroking her walls and the roof of her cunt and her thick, engorged clit. Sharp currents of electricity ripped through her pussy, making her whole body tremble.

"Ah yes! Oh, that's so good Dianne!"

"Then cumm for bitch! Show me how good it really is...." 

Dianne clamped her mouth over Lisa's and tongued her as she finger fucked the white girl hard and fast. Her palm slapped into Lisa's mons making loud, succulent sounds as her fingers squelched so loudly in her flooding twat. 

Suddenly, firecrackers were exploding in Lisa's pussy. She bounced and jerked on her feet. Dianne felt the white pussy contracting wildly around her fingers. She fucked her harder, faster and deeper, sending her hurtling into the throes of an orgasm. 

"A-a-a-a-a-! Yessss!!!! Yesss!!! I'm cumming all over your fingers..." Lisa moaned sharply.

Dianne ripped off her top to expose her thick, proud dark breasts. Lisa gasped.

"Gosh! Those tits are fucking awesome!!!"

"You like them big Nigga tits huh! Come and breathe my air bitch!"

Dianne hooked an arm around Lisa's neck and pulled her into the valley between her big tits. Lisa's vision was filled by the dark, creamy orbs. She felt soft, warm flesh close around her, blotting out the light. The dark skin engulfed her into total blackness. Dianne's powerful arms closed around her head, pulling her deep into her soft flesh. Her nostrils were filled with Dianne's rich perfume and the scent of her feminine flesh. 

Then her nose was squashed into Dianne's hot flesh and she could not breathe. She tried to pull back but Dianne wouldn't release her. Her nostrils sucked at Dianne skin, searching desperately for air. As she struggled futilely, it then struck her, why Dianne had said, "breathe in my air."

Finally, Dianne released her, and her head snapped back. Lisa's face was all red and she gulped breath desperately. Lisa hastily inhaled deeply.

"Do it again," she rasped. Dianne was glad to, again and again. Then she pushed Lisa onto the bed and straddled her, pushing her tits in her face.

"Damn, you bitches are into this Dyke shit big time huh!" Jay laughed, seeing the excited aroused looks on their faces. They ignored him.

Dianne snatched Lisa's hair again and pulled her to her face as she held up a big tit and brought it to meet her. "Lick my tits bitch. Come on. I'm itchy all over.

"Oh..." Lisa moaned and dove into Dianne's tits. She scooped up a big, black tit in each hand and ran her long tongue all over the dark orbs, loving the texture of the smooth, hot flesh on her tongue. 

"Yeah, get them titties all wet baby. Dribble all over them and shit! Yeah. Spit on the motherfuckers and lick it up."

Lisa gasped and complied. Dianne had her hair in a firm grip and directed her mouth all over. She made her lick her tits and the valley between her orbs till everything was lathered in saliva. 

Then a nipple was pushed onto her lips and Lisa hastily vacuumed it into her mouth. She wrapped her tongue around it, then she flicked and teased it. As she heard Diane moan deeply in response, she felt pride and joy. She ate Dianne's nipples till they were hard as pebbles. 

Dianne gazed at Lisa's pretty white face feasting happily on her big, black tits. The sight was very arousing, especially the contrast in their skins.

"Oh yes baby, girl. That's beautiful. Go on you lil white slut! Suck on these big Nigga tits. That's so fucking hot!"

"Oh fuck yeah Dianne, I love your big Nigga tits," Lisa exclaimed. She shoved them together and tried to get both nipples into her mouth. She smeared her lips into the soft fleshy mounds and pulled them off with loud pops. Both of them gasped and then she did it again and again.

"Oh, she's getting freaky on me now! You wanna get freaky on me bitch!" Dianne growled in a thick voice as she started stroking herself between her thighs.

"Oh yes Dianne. Lets get real freaky. I wanna do you baby!"

Dianne grabbed the blond by the hair and kissed her passionately. Then she jumped onto the floor and yanked Lisa to make her sit right on the edge of the bed. 

"Oh fuck Dianne, you are so sexy in white!" Lisa cooed, stroking Dianne's thighs that were in white, semi transparent mid thigh stockings. 

The black girl hitched up her short skirt and and placed one foot on the bed, leaving Lisa gazing at the fat pussy in her tight white thong. It was so wet you could have wrung it and watered a garden. Dianne stroked her gusset, running her dark fingers over the soaked, white material.

"Fuck. See what you doing to me. Just the thought of seeing that pretty cracker face of yours between my thighs is making me drip like a tap baby. Be proud Lisa," Diane chuckled.

Lisa grinned, "Shit, I'm about to eat my first nigger pussy!"

"Then get started honey. Duck your head in there and get acquainted with this pearl tongue, white bitch!" Lisa's was pulled by the hair to Dianne's cunt. The horny black girl rubbed her soaked gusset all over the pretty, pale face, drenching it with pussy juices. "Yeah. Lemme water that pretty face..."

Lisa got woozy as the rich, musky scent of the black woman's arousal filled her nostrils. Her heart was beating like a drum and her mouth was watering so much Lisa had to swallow.

"You like that huh! Damn! Bitch!" Dianne grabbed her gusset and bunched it together, then she pulled it up her slit, leaving the sides of her dark, bald pussy exposed. They were shiny with her secretion. Diane pulled her thongs lewdly up and down her slit, rolling her hips like a sex crazed vamp.

"Oh fuck Dianne. You're so kinky! I never knew nigger chicks were this kinky!" 

"Quit the jaw jerking and lick that Nigga pussy you darn cracker ho!" 

Lisa could not resist her, she just had to obey her. She rasped and leaned in close, to lick the dark, shiny vulva. As her tongue made contact with the bald skin both women moaned. Lisa smeared her lips into it and dragged them up and down the sides of Dianne's pussy, sucking as hard as she could, moaning so sweetly with relish. 

"Damn, you like them sweet pussy juices huh! Lemme take you to the source bitch!"

Dianne pulled her thongs off her cunt and jammed them to the side, leaving Lisa gazing straight up into her shiny, pink slit. Lisa's eyes sparkled with fascination. Dianne's pussy was like a greedy mouth about to devour her hungrily, and she went into it like a lamb to the slaughter.

"So, a black pussy is white on the inside. Hi hi," she giggled.

"Then put that white tongue inside!" Diane lowered her wet, steamy gash on Lisa's mouth.

"O-o-o-o-o!" Lisa moaned opened her mouth. She gave Dianne's pussy a long, wet gentle kiss. She sucked and slurped away at the thick, dark lips lapping up the salty, musky juices that flowed in abundance. 

"Mmmmm!" she moaned repeatedly as she drank her fill and licked everything her tongue could reach.

"Fuck! I wanna get up in that nigger pussy!" Lisa declared, then she suddenly wrestled Dianne to the bed. She pushed her dark, juicy thighs up and knelt between them. She yanked Dianne's thongs out of the way, and then she grabbed the vulva in both hands. She pulled the lips apart, leaving Dianne's pussy hole gaping at her. 

"Fu-u-u-uck!!!"

Then Lisa dove in and buried her tongue all the way up in her. She bore down on Dianne's pussy hard as if she wanted to enter her bodily, as as her long tongue played around inside, teasing the sensitive walls.

"A-a-a-a-ah!" Dianne cried. "Yesss!!!! She's a real fucking pussy eater! Fuck!" 

She grabbed Lisa's head and shoved her into her pussy as she ground her hips slowly but very lustily on her tongue. Lisa huffed and puffed for breath through her nostrils as she bobbed her head up and down. She threw her head into Lisa's cunt repeatedly, tongue fucking her and swallowing the black girl's copious juices.

"Oh fuck! I love it! Shove that pretty white bitch face all the way up my pussy!!! Yes! Eat me! Fucking eat me!" Dianne cried.

Lisa pulled her face out and it was covered in pussy juices. She gave Dianne a vicious slap to her cunt. "Hold your fucking thighs up bitch. And spread them wide!" she growled. Dianne complied hastily. Lisa pulled the pussy lips wide apart and gazed into the gaping hole, seeing it contract and expand like it was breathing.

"Oh fuck! I love that pussy!!!" she wailed and dove back in there, to bury her face it it. She tongue fucked her again. Then she took the lips between her thumb and index and pressed them together. She clamped her lips on them and ran them up and down, sucking hard and pulling them off with loud, succulent smacks.




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 05



Dianne went mad. She came repeatedly and kept shoving her cunt at Lisa to eat her feel. It came as no surprise to Jay when his lusty girlfriend suddenly sprang up, picked up Lisa, dumped her on her back, with her head on the edge of the bed, and then Dianne simply sat on her face and fucked her drenched cunt on her nose and tongue. 

Dianne was like a beast in heat, grunting and gasping and groaning, as her fingers rubbed her clit ferociously, whilst Lisa tongue fucked her hole like a possessed woman.

Dianne reached a shattering climax and screamed, her eyes rolling back in her head. Yet she kept frigging herself and riding Lisa's tongue till she literary fell over.

Lisa rolled after her and rolled her onto her back, Then she parted Dianne's thighs and dove into her thick, dark ass cheeks. She grabbed a cocoa brown cheek in each palm, pulled them apart and dove into Dianne's crack. Then she licked her wet. Dianne started moaning and rolling her hips. Lisa latched her mouth onto her hole and ate her ass. She rimmed her with her tongue, then she slithered it inside and tongue fucked her hole.

"Oh fuck! Oh yes!!! Eat my black ass! Suck my ass!!!" Dianne cried and shoved her ass back at Lisa. She reached behind her and grabbed her head to shove her face right where she wanted it. Lisa slid three digits inside Dianne's dripping cunt and fingered her hard as she tongued her ass. Dianne was soon cumming hard, again.

"Fuck. These bitches is sex maniacs!" Jay exclaimed watching them go at it again. Finally, Dianne dove away and fell on her face.

Lisa rolled her over.

"No! No! Please! Dianne gasped. "I cant take any more!"

"I just want you to kiss your sweet little bitch!"

"Fuck that you my girl! My pussy white pussy home girl..." Dianne laughed and embraced Lisa, pulling her between her thighs."

They snaked their arms around each other and Dianne wrapped her dark, powerful legs around Lisa and they started kissing each other gently, lovingly.

Chapter 2: Three is company

"Fuck, this is the hottest Dyke shit I have ever had the privilege of witnessing," Jay exclaimed as he came to kneel besides their kissing faces. He dropped his dick on their foreheads.

"Fuck" gasped Dianne. "I am gonna kick my fat ass. I been meeting the best pussy eater in town everyday, and didn't even know..."

"Look, he is filming!!!" Lisa giggled, pointing at the Cam coder in his hand.

Dianne gobbled Jay's cock into her mouth and Lisa started licking the stem. 

Dianne rolled Lisa onto her back and bore down on her face. 

"Now, I am going to eat you out. Gonna turn you out like a trick, white bitch!"

"Mmmmm! Do it. I'd love for you to turn me out, Dianne!"

"You love black meat, huh!" Diane kissed her, sucking the white girl's lips into her dark, lush ones. She tongued her, then she kissed her way down her nape, making her moan and rasp with pleasure. 

"Drop that dick on her head whilst I eat this white bitch out, Nigga..." the dark girl growled at jay.

"Fuck Lisa, you are gonna eaten now..." Jay chuckled, laying his thick, engorged dick across Lisa's smiling lips. Lisa immediately latched her lips on it. She licked and sucked the shaft as Jay see sawed it back and forth across her lips. 

Dianne grabbed Lisa's medium sized tits in her palms, sinking her fingers in them and squeezing hard, making the nipples look like they were about to explode.

"Oh fuck!" Lisa moaned. "You're a nasty bitch!"

"Yeah bitch! My dirty white bitch."

"Oh yes. I'm your bitch baby! Turn me out."

Dianne dove down to the pale tits and devoured them. She closed her mouth over them like suction cups, almost swallowing each one up whole. She licked them wet and then she went for the nipples. 

She pushed them as close together as they could go, then she looked into Lisa's eyes as she made her tongue real wide and licked both nipples at once. Lisa went crazy, seeing Dianne dark face in her tits. It was so off the hook, she just had to wail sweetly.

Dianne alternated between them, pulling and tweaking on one nipple whilst she sucked and nibbled on the other, sending sharp bolts of electricity straight to Lisa's pussy. Lisa threw her hips at her and rubbed her cunt lustily on Dianne's belly moaning around Jay's dick. 

"Nigga, slap them pretty lips with that black dick! Go hard on a bitch!" Dianne growled and then she latched her lips onto a nipple and pulling her head back, stretched the white girl's tit like she wanted to pull it off. 

"Oh fuck yeah Dianne. Do me baby!" Lisa wailed.

Diane kissed and nibbled her way down to Lisa's cunt. She ripped Lisa's thongs off and pushed her thighs into her chest. She gazed at the pink, shaved pussy in fascination as she ran her fingers lightly up and down the sticky, wet gash. Lisa's lips were swollen thick and pouting. 

"Shit! This is the first time I go down on a white bitch yunno!" she chuckled and dove down into Lisa's cunt. She licked her gash, teasing it with her tongue. 

"Mmmmm! This pussy tastes good though. Mmmmm! Fuck..." Dianne ate Lisa greedily. She opened her mouth and engulfed her pussy, then she sucked and swallowed drink pussy juicy like a thirsty construction worker. Lisa's hips simply leaped from the bed and stuck to Dianne's mouth like glue."

Dianne munched and slurped away frenziedly and Lisa simply fucked her face for a while. Finally, Dianne calmed down and giggled. Then she stuck her long tongue out and licked her way up and down the white girl's slit and crack,swabbing her from the small of her back all the way up to her clit and back. 

"Oh yeah. Eat me please Dianne. Eat my pussy baby! Please!" Lisa begged.

Dianne then made love to Lisa's pussy. Her thick,soft lips slid in there and massaged her cunt wetly. She sucked and slurped away, grinning and moaning with relish. She teased Lisa's opening with her tongue, before finally wriggling it inside to tease her sensitive nerve endings. 

"Oh yes baby! That's it baby. Oh yessss!!!!" Lisa moaned and begged. "Fuck me with your mouth Dianne! This is fucking wonderful. Eat your bitch baby! Drive her crazy!"

She threw up her legs, grabbed her feet and pulled them wide apart, offering Dianne her honey pot and the black woman devoured it. 

Jay held Lisa's head up so she could see Dianne plating. He then eased his dick into her gaping mouth. Lisa immediately started wanking and sucking him, but she kept her eyes on Dianne's beautiful face between her thighs. Dianne licked two digits and then slowly, tantalizingly drilled them into Lisa's pussy. 

She finger fucked her dripping, tight cunt exquisitely whilst she sucked and devoured her clit ravenously Her hungrily lips were making loud, wet, succulent sounds that filled the room like fuck music. Then Dianne spat on Lisa's clit and rubbed it in vigorously. Lisa jerked hard and came, crying all around a mouthful of black cock. 

The delirious white girl's lips teeth were starting to dig into his cock and Jay yanked it out and wanked it slowly as Dianne finger fucked Lisa furiously and sent her into a prolonged orgasm. Lisa came like a bitch! She came so hard she thought she'd die.

Chapter 

Jay had seen enough. He need some pussy man, fuck that shit!

Dianne had stopped fingering Lisa, but her dark digits were still hooked up in Lisa's pink pussy, resting on the roof of her cunt. 

Lisa was simply heaving and panting for breath, eyes narrowed to tiny slits. He wanted to grab Dianne and shove it in her but she was a good host. 

Jay decided to give Dianne his cock, but she was a nice host.

"No, fuck this bitch first, " Dianne said, raising Lisa's cunt up a couple of inches with her fingers. You're gonna love her. She's tight. Edgar must have a tiny white cock," Dianne chuckled dirtily.

"He's nothing compared to Jay," Lisa gasped. "And he cant fuck long. I never cumm with him."

"Oh, you will cumm on this big, black dick baby. Go on baby, give her that Nigga dick that she craves so much. Fuck her little white pussy. That's what you want huh!" she slapped Lisa's pussy and raised her thighs up... "Beg for that Nigga dick, white bitch!"

"Please ask your boyfriend fuck me with his big, black cock," Lisa begged, her pussy watering as she gazed at the thick, dark cock that Jay was wanking so slowly, ad tantalizingly, as he knelt over her pussy.

"Beg the Nigga..."

"Oh please Jay, please fuck me that big, black nigger cock. I want it so much. Shove it up my lil white pussy, please..."

"With pleasure. Put it in Dianne..."

Diane directed it home. All six eyes gazed fixedly at her hand as she ran the thick, dark helmet up and down Lisa's slit until it was all shiny with pussy juice.

"Now, make yourself useful, you lazy ass Nigga!" she chuckled dirtily and lapped Jay's ass.

Lisa laughed. And Jay slammed it in all the way. Lisa reared violently as her tight pussy was suddenly invaded by big, black cock. 

"Yeah Jay. Fuck her. Go hard on a white bitch! Make the bitch cumm like the slut she is."

Jay grabbed the white girl's hips and yanked them repeatedly onto his crotch as he shoved his dick repeatedly into her. His hips swung back and forth, beating into her ass as he went hard on a bitch and fucked her hard and fast. Before Lisa had even found her bearings, she was cumming. He fucked her even harder and she thrashed about wildly, screaming...

"Ah fuck!!! Yeah!!! Fuck me with that nigger dick!!!! Fuck me nigger! Fuck me!!"

Jay finally stopped moving but kept his cock in her. 

Dianne mimicked Lisa, "Fuck me with that nigger dick! Please fuck me!!!!" 

The boyfriend and girlfriend looked at each other and started laughing.

"You guys are ass holes!" Lisa laughed. 

Yeah bitch. How the pussy Nigga?"

"Tight as a motherfucker.. You ready for more white girl?"

He started fucking her slowly, easing all the way in and then pulling out of her wet, clutching cunt. Dianne put pillows under Lisa's back and held her thighs wild apart so she could see the long, thick, black cock penetrating her. 

"look at that Lisa, a big, black cock up your lil white pussy. What would your daddy say?"

"I don't know him. He ran out on us, but my mum would kill my ass! O-o-o-o-o. Yes Jay. That's good. Do it nice and slow and push it all the way in. I like that yeah... Oh Damn Dianne. He is good! You lucky bitch!!!"

Lisa rolled her hips to meet Jay's thrusts, grinding her cunt on him. 

"Fuck. I cant believe I am fucking a nigger! Oh shit! That nigger cock is good. Shove it in me baby! Fuck me Jay! Push it in deeper!" Lisa moaned sweetly.

Diane tweaked Lisa's engorged nipples, careful not to obstruct her vision, coz Lisa was so enchanted from the sight of the black cock entering her wet tightness. She kept exclaiming.

"Gosh Jay. I love the way you fuck me with that big nigger dick!" Lisa wailed, her hips popping.

Her pussy was so tight and so wet and his dick was catching fire, glowing with heat. The aroused black man stepped up the tempo and pumped away lustily. Lisa whipped her hips up at him, fucking him right back. 

"Yeah, go on, white girl, fuck him back. Yeah. Take that black Nigga dick deep in that pussy!" Dianne said huskily as she spat on her fingers and started frigging Lisa's fat, engorged clit.

"Oh yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuck me with that big nigger cock! Don't you dare stop Jay! Please!" Lisa moaned through a constricted throat, going mad from the exquisite pleasure the throbbing man meat sliding in and out of her lubed tunnel was causing. She felt like she was one giant white pussy being thoroughly fucked by a big Nigga dick! 

"oh fuck!" Jay groaned and pulled his dick out of Lisa with a loud pop. "That pussy is so tight man!!!" he said to the pouting girl. Dianne dove for his cock and sucked it, relishing the taste of Lisa's pussy on his meat. Then she spat it out and put it back up and Lisa got her tight pussy drilled again.

Dianne licked Lisa's clit as Jay drilled her till the white girl came moaning and wailing. 

They turned Lisa around and Dianne held her cheeks apart as Jay fucked her doggy style. Lisa cried out sweetly as she threw her ass back at Jay, her cheeks slapping with succulence into his crotch as he plunged in and out of her hot, dripping tightness. She was so wet his cock was squelching on every thrust. Jay had to take it out a couple of times and shake it. Dianne gladly gobbled it up.

Dianne got so horny from watching that she needed her pussy seen to. She went and lay before Lisa, spreading her dark thighs and the white girl devoured her black pussy, as she was fucked hard, doggy style by a big, black cock. Dianne grabbed the back of her head and shoved her cunt in her face, grinding ferociously and cumming hard as the white girl was pounded.

When Lisa came yet again, Jay rolled Lisa on her back and Dianne went on top of her, on all fours, her pussy poised over the white girl's face. Jay grabbed the thick, black ass she was wagging in his face and entered her from behind.

Lisa gazed up, seeing the thick black cock that had fucked her so good now pistoning in and out of the wet black pussy that she had devoured so gladly. She craned her neck and started licking and sucking on Dianne's clit, feeling the vibrations of the big dick that was thrusting in and out right before her eyes. 

Lisa felt so unbelievably horny. She couldn't believe all this was real. She sucked and licked with such greed she nearly made Dianne lose it.

"Oh fuck! Yeah! Give it to me! Fuck me! Eat me! Fu-ck!!!" Dianne cried deliriously.

Jay pulled his dick out and slid it into Lisa's waiting mouth and let the white girl suck him. Then he fucked Dianne's tight pussy again. Lisa crawled between his thighs and pulled him down so that she could suck on his balls as he fucked Dianne's pussy. Jay was in heaven. 

He kept switching back and forth between the two girls, fucking their mouths and pussies. Whenever he felt he was close to cumming, he pulled his hot dick out of a tight pussy and cooled it down in a sucking mouth. He wanted to make it last forever, like the song. 

But finally, his cock was threatening to explode at even the slightest contact. He jumped off the bed and went to lean against the wall, his hard cock rearing angrily.

"What is he doing?" Lisa groaned languidly. Her pussy was aching so much from all the fucking and the sucking. She couldn't take any more. Yet she did not want Jay standing against the wall, she wanted him back on the bed, and inside her hole, deep inside.

Dianne only grinned weakly and contentedly as she pulled Lisa onto the onto the floor on all fours and made her crawl to Jay, holding her long blond hair like a leash.

"There's a couple of black balls full of cumm, waiting for your hungry white mouth. Now, go on, suck the motherfucker."

The thought of Jay's cumm drenching her mouth again got her instantly excited. Lisa reached up for the cock.

"Ah ah," Dianne said. "Don't use your hands, just use your mouth."

Lisa immediately started licking it. Then she craned her neck, turning her face upside down and caught the thick head between her lips. She knelt before Jay, holding to his dark hips as she sucked him with her tight, stretched mouth.

"I bet this is every cracker's nightmare," Dianne gasped, as she stroked Lisa's hair. "to see such a pretty, sweet white face, getting stuffed full of big, black cock!!!" Dianne laughed.

Lisa laughed briefly around Jay's cock, then she sucked him in earnest, wrapping her mouth around him like a tight, hot, wet sheath. She devoured his dick voraciously, like a greedy lil pig. 

"Gosh, white bitch really wants that thick, Nigga cumm huh!" Dianne chuckled dirtily. She slapped the white girls ass and then grabbed her hair and used it like a handle to pump her head back and forth.

"Ah fuck! Shiiiiiit!" jay groaned, and then his pent up balls exploded. He emptied them in Lisa's mouth. She kept sucking and swallowing and sucking and swallowing until his dick finally started deflating. 

Lisa then pulled her mouth off his dick and turned to Dianne, her blue eyes twinkling. She snaked her arm around the black woman's neck and plastered her lips to her. Dianne suddenly groaned and kissed her passionately.

When the finally broke their kiss, Dianne said to Jay, "She saved some for me. Good girl. I think we should keep her, what do you say Jay? Our very own white slut!"

"Oh, she is in love with Mr Ass Hole, isn't she?"

"Fuck him. He can keep his fucking money. I cant believe all this shit I put up with, just because he is rich. I am going to dump him, first thing in the morning.

"No. Hold on. He is a billionaire's son. You will marry him," Jay said.

"Are you crazy. I'd rather be poor than go through that shit for the rest of my life."

"You wont have to," Jay said confidently. Dianne started giggling.

"What's funny?" Lisa asked.

"I think Jay has some evil plans for Edgar, don't you Jay?"

"Definitely."

"What then?" Lisa asked.

"I think he going to make your stupid boyfriend suck his dick, and then he is going to fuck him up the ass and make him suck his dick!"

Lisa laughed hard. "Gosh. I'd love that. You know what Jay did earlier on?"

Dianne laughed as she was told.

"You came all over his sleeping face, you scanless Nigga."

"And then I slid it into his mouth and he was swallowing up Jay's cumm!" Lisa laughed.

"You see what I was telling you Dianne. You and Lisa were fighting each other, yet the ass hole is that guy over there. Divide and rule."

"Oh Jay, please fuck that bastard up his ass. Please darling," Dianne asked, stroking his cock so lovingly. "I wanna see that so much!"

"I would love to see that too. Gosh! Please do it Jay. Please fuck his stupid face and shove this big, black dick up his ass. Shove that big nigger dick in his rectum!"

"You serious Lisa? You would really like that?"

"Yes! Do it. But I wanna see it. I wanna be there."

"Me too. Me too!" Dianne squealed.

"What kind of a fucked up Nigga would I be, to deny my two hot bitches such a wish. Its on yo!"

Jay decided he might as well do it. He might as well conquer the next member of the Billionaire Boys Club. A plan was already formulating in his mind. He wanted to break Edgar just like he had broken his brother, David. They would then get Edgar to marry Lisa, without a prenuptial agreement. Of course, behind daddy's back. It would only be revealed after it was too late to nullify the marriage.

Edgar was sleeping in the next room, snoring and having blunt induced reams, not even knowing that his fate was being decided.

Chapter 3: Edgar is broken in

Edgar was chilling in the apartment, doing this and that and whatnot, all alone, when suddenly, Dianne knocked on his door. She was dressed all skimpily, in very short shorts with the thongs riding high around her waist, and her tits were encased in tight, tank top, thick nipples poking through and what not.

Edgar nearly drooled out of his mouth. Dianne was all nice and flirtatious. She made him his favorite tea. As he sipped it, she told him,

"You know what, I thought about what you said to me before, about me and Jay, and you were right, yunno. That nigger is no good for me. And actually, I have always liked you, yunno. Its just that the other day, I was sort of overwhelmed. I am really sorry about what I did to you."

"No, I should be sorry, Dianne."

"No, I am the one that's sorry. I just hope I didn't mess it up for us. That was really dumb of me, to hurt the man I really love, for an idiot who doesn't deserve me. You know that Jay is a drug dealer. I mean, he still sells drugs and shit, even at University. And that Nigga's got two guns, yunno. The cops are gonna get his ass, coz I think he killed a couple of Niggaz. I want out. Will you love me and protect me. Could we go somewhere, where we could be all alone?"




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 05



"My dad knows people. I can have that nigger locked away in no time. I mean, I don't mean every black man is a nigger, just ones like Jay. Want me to make a phone call right now?"

"No, we will do it later. DO you forgive me darling?" Dianne came and sat stride him, resting her fine ass in his lap, pressing her warm, soft cunt into his rapidly hardening cock.

"Of course I do, darling."

Dianne dipped her face to his and kissed him. Edgar's senses reeled as the black beauty kissed him. Then she said, 

Edgar was sucking up the pimp game, talking about how he knew to love a fine black lady like her, and and give her the love and affection she could never find with a black man. He was on the campaign trail, dissing brothers like emotionless thugs and expounding on the virtues of white man. Dianne pretended to be sucking it all up.

When she then invited him to Jay's room, saying the black thug would be away all day, and she would really like to have sweet revenge for all the pain he had caused by making love on that fucker's bed, Edgar jumped up with a rearing cock. He tried to fondle and squeeze her thick butt cheeks, telling her that she had a body like Venus, but Dianne told him, "Don't grab boo. Chill. You'll get all this ass and whatnot..."

They entered Jay's room and she was all over him, kissing him, stroking him and removing his clothes till he was standing naked before her. Then she exclaimed as she cradled his cock. She said it was so beautiful and pink and larger that Jay's by far.

"I always knew that rumor about niggers having bigger cocks was bullshit!" he snickered.

Dianne knelt before him, with his hard cock aiming at her face. She started to wank him, whilst she licked her lips. Edgar just couldn't wait to shove it all up in her mouth and cumm.

Then suddenly the door burst open and Jay entered.

"What the fuck! You creeping on me Dianne!" He exploded!

Edgar smirked at Jay, "Its over bro. She sees right through you. She deserves a real man, not a useless rogue like you. Why don't you just beat it and creep back to the slum, before I make a few phone calls and get you locked up for a long time!"

"You are both dead. Two dead motherfuckers..." Jay moved in a blur and grabbed Edgar by the throat. He pressed him against the wall and raised a huge fist. Edgar cringed and started whimpering.

"No Jay! No!" he begged, covering his face, his great fear of black men showing.

Jay slammed his fist into the wooden wall next to Edgar and the boy covered his whole head with his arms. Jay laughed and sent him flying onto the floor.

"Dianne, you scanless bitch. I'm gonna fuck you up first. Creeping on me with a white boy."

"What could I do darling?" Dianne whimpered. He wanted to rape me. He said if I didn't fuck him he'd get you arrested and locked in jail. He said you are a no good Nigga! And I ain't nothing but a nigger whore and should feel honored to have his beautiful white cock..." 

"No! She's lying dude! I never said those things!!! She seduced me." Edgar squealed.

"You calling my bitch a lying ho?" Jay growled.

"No!"

"Then shut the fuck up. What else did he say?"

"He said he'd do you and me like King!"

"What gottamm King?" Jay asked.

"Martin Luther King, Rodney King and every gottamm King from Africa!"

"What the fuck! Dianne, go too my car and get my gun. I'm gonna shoot this boy dead."

"No Jay, please. Don't," Dianne protested. "You promised you wouldn't kill no more people, after them three guys you shot over them drugs back in the Bridge. You know you were lucky to beat the murder rap. But this is a white boy! They will hang that ass!"

"No Jay. Please dude!" the scared white man begged.

The door burst open and Lisa stood famed.

"What the hell is going on here?" the white girl asked, seeing her boyfriend lying on the bed.

"He tried to rape me and Jay walked in and saved me."

"No Lisa. Its not true. Call the cops. Call my dad!!!" Edgar shouted.

"You tried to rape her again. I saw you when you tried to rape her in the kitchen. And she held a knife to your dick!"

"What!" Jay exploded. "this isn't the first time! Fuck! Motherfucker, you're dead now for sure..."

"Wait Jay. Don't kill that ass hole. He ain't worth the trouble," Lisa said. "I mean, did he rape you Lisa?"

"No, but he made me suck his dick."

"O.k. Jay, how about you make him suck your dick and you are quits."

"Fuck that. I'll just blow a hole through his head and let my boys take care of the body. My Niggaz can handle that. You're one dead cracker son."

"No, no, Jay please man. I'm sorry man! Honestly. Please forgive me! I will give you all the money you want man. A million bucks..." Edgar now had mortal fear. He was trembling and nearly peeing on himself. It was like the nigger of his nightmare was standing right before him.

"Dianne, go get my strap, or I'm shooting you both. You know I hate white people. I wanna kill them all!"

"No Jay, Lisa is right. Just make him suck your cock." She turned to Edgar, "Would you rather get shot between the eyes by this mad Nigga or would you rather suck his dick?"

Edgar whimpered and swallowed.

"That#s a fucking good idea Lisa, lemme call my Niggaz to come here and rape his ass before we kill him," Jay said, smiling madly.

"Come on Edgar, say you will do it before things get worse," Lisa encouraged Edgar. "I mean, after what you have done, you will be getting off lightly. Jay, please don't kill my boyfriend. Please. Come on Edgar!!!"

"Alright. I will do it..." Edgar whimpered.

"i didn't hear you boy." jay said. "Speak louder. Fuck it, Dianne!!!" he shouted at her. "Go and get my fucking gun! Lemme kill this cracker. I hate these motherfuckers!"

"Please lemme suck your dick!" Edgar begged. "Please Jay."

"You wanna suck my cock huh!" Jay sneered at Edgar. Then he grabbed him by the neck and pulled him onto his knees on the floor. He grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face to his groin. Jay pushed his pants down and his dick sprang out. He started wanking it right before Edgar's eyes. Edgar's eyes opened wide with fear as he stared at the black cock that was growing bigger and bigger.

Jay grabbed him by the throat and shook him, making him whimper some more. "Listen, I want you to do a good job, or I will blast ya. Now suck my dick..."

jay pulled Edgar's face to his cock. Edgar remained motionless, paralyzed

"Alright," Jay said shoving him away. "You see, girls, I gave him a chance, but he don't want. Dianne go and get my gun."

"Alright," Dianne shrugged. "I tried my best but he wont listen. Is it in the glove compartment where you usually keep it?"

"Yeah. Just hide it in a newspaper or something. Do it fast, whilst I call my boys about getting rid of the body..."

"No!" Edgar whimpered. "Lemme do it."

"This is your last chance boy," Jay said and moved to stand over the whimpering guy. 

Jay grabbed his head and pulled the pale face to his dick. Edgar whimpered with fear as the long, black cock filled his vision. It scared him like a venomous black snake. Jay rubbed his throbbing, hot black cock along the white guy's lips.

"Lick it. Kiss it. Lemme hear them lips smack, damn ya!" he smacked the back of Edgar's head and the white boy started licking the black dick. "take it in your hands and worship it with your mouth. Lick it like a lolly, you fucking cocksucker. Do it...."

Edgar blushed deeply and did as Jay said. He ran his tongue up and down the hot, throbbing cock. He felt dominated and belittled, as if he was nothing. He worked his lips, slurping, licking and sucking away slavishly till Jay's dick was covered with his saliva.

"Now, lick the fucking head..."

Jay pointed the thick head at his mouth. Edgar looked at the black cock with fear like it was a venomous black snake. He whimpered in fear and tried to pull back. But Jay held his head in place with his powerful arms and stepped closer. He rubbed the head of his dick on his lips. "Lick it, or I'll fucking bash you..."

Edgar whimpered and started licking. He pressed his tongue into the spongy, helmet head and tasted its muskiness. He stroked and swiped it with his tongue. The musky taste was making him light headed. He was fascinated by the color and the texture. It seemed to slither like a snake, scaring yet captivating him. 

Jay then pressed the shiny head onto his tongue. Edgar felt it throbbing with life and energy that dominated him and made him feel small. Jay slid it into his mouth. Edgar#s mouth was filled by throbbing black cock. 

"Look at your boyfriend Lisa. Look at him with my black dick in his mouth..." Edgar's furtive eyes glanced at Lisa. He was shocked to see his girlfriend had raised her short skirt and was stroking herself, watching with big, fascinated eyes.

"Fuck his face. Make him suck that big nigger dick!" That was all she said.

Edgar felt so humiliated, so belittled, so worthless. For a second, his eyes blazed with resistance. 

"Edgar, if you don't start sucking that dick right now, I will turn you over and fuck you up the ass!" Jay growled.

Edgar's last resistance faded and he gave himself up to his fate. He started sucking hastily. He vacuumed the big head and swiped it with his tongue. As Jay pushed it in and out of his mouth, he bobbed his head to meet it. Jay pushed his cock deep into his mouth and Edgar sucked with all his might. His mouth was watering so much. He had to swallow his saliva.

Edgar could not believe it as a perverted excitement started to take him over. He liked to feel Jay's big, black cock in his mouth. He did not want to use that word, but it felt good in his mouth.

"Yeah, that's good boy. Suck it for all you're worth. Give it all you got now. Don't hold back..."

Jay's deep, dark voice was so convincing to him. He wanted to do whatever it told him. He was blushing profusely, but his mouth was now wrapped around Jay's cock, tightly. And he was trying to more and more of that big, black cock inside. 

"Look!" chortled Dianne. "His dick is hard. What a cocksucker!"

All the three laughed. Edgar smarted, and just went on sucking Jay's dick. 

Jay pulled it out and held it before him and told him to lick every single spot. Edgar licked the dark, throbbing tube eagerly. 

"Lick the balls as well," Jay ordered, pulling Edgar's face between his thighs. Edgar opened his mouth for the big, dangling black balls. He was surprising at how good he felt doing it. He sucked on them and stroked them with his wet tongue. "Now lick them balls good. I want you to take them in your mouth and hum. Ah, yeah. That's it, you cocksucker. A-a-a-ah!!!" Jay groaned as his white roomie complied. 

Jay could not believe that it had all been so easy. Edgar obviously got off on being dominated and humiliated. It was like an anal character loved it when other people were anal to him.

Having realized this, jay had no problem dominating Edgar. He fucked his face hard and shoved his cock down his throat, smacking him and pulling on his ears and insulting him. The more Edgar smarted, the hungrier he became for Jay's cock.

"Yeah, you greedy pig, show us how much of a pig you are. Suck that cock. Yeah! You fucking slut! You stupid fag. Wank the motherfucker..."

Edgar whimpered and sucked him with gusto. Then he even started moaning.

Dianne and Lisa were so excited at seeing Edgar dominated and humiliated. They had the Camera and were filming. When Edgar noticed this, he jumped with a start. But Jay told him to continue sucking, or they would put the film on the Internet and send it to his father. 

Edgar went back to sucking and the girls were on some Spike Lee shit, zooming in and capturing the action from all sorts of angles. Edgar was made to suck on Jay's cock as Dianne and Lisa issued instructions and passed the Camera back and forth. They even grabbed his head and banged him away at jay's dick.

Lisa said, "Pull that dick against his cheek, yeah stretch his white lips. Fuck, that looks so sexy. Suck it boy! Jay fuck him hard and make him gurgle a lil, that should look real good."

Dianne told him to deep throat it while she went for a close up.

"Yeah, that's it white boy, gobble that black dick. Hold it right there, lemme get a close up of your pretty mouth full of black dick. Yeah! Do it! Now bob your head. Go down on that black Nigga cock. That's it. Boy you got fucking talent and sit!"

"This is your new home Edgar, at my feet, on your knees, sucking my black cock. Open up and stick your tongue out!"

He slapped his tongue with his cock so many times, producing such succulent sounds. Then he said,

"Open up Edgar, and take this black dick in your mouth."

Edgar stretched his jaws wide and felt the hard, throbbing black cock slide into his mouth. Jay grabbed his head in both, powerful hands and started pumping him back and forth.

Edgar had no illusion. Jay was using his mouth and hands for his own pleasure and getting off on humiliating him. Yet he loved it, succumbing to the black man. He loved all the insults and the domination. He loved having his mouth ravished by the big, black cock. He couldn't stop sucking. He felt so exhilarated, so hungry for cock. He was drooling all over his chest as he ate dick and worked the black man's genitals with both hands. 

Jay's cock weighed so heavily on his tongue. And it seemed to be constantly growing fatter. Now it was filling his mouth and threatening to burst his lips at the corners. Edgar gave it all he had, doing his best to pleasure the black man.

Jay hooked his fingers behind Edgar's head and force fucked his face, ramming his dick deep into his moth. Jay kept fucking his face until his balls finally exploded, flooding Edgar's mouth with cumm. Edgar was taken by surprise as the vicious jet spurted into his mouth, followed by another and another. He started coughing and sputtering. Jay pulled his dick out and shot copious amounts of cumm all over Edgar's face. Then he told him to scoop up his cumm and lick it off his fingers. Edgar did it with relish.

"Damn! That was hot!" Dianne exclaimed.

"Oh yes!" moaned Lisa. "I loved watching every second. Edgar, gather up all that cumm from your face, you cocksucker and lick it off your fingers. 

Edgar did it, averting his eyes and blushing, but they could all see he was enjoying it. His cock was rearing between his legs.

wailed, his face turning beet red.

Chapter 4: Edgar's new place

At first, the two girls were so excited. Then Dianne said to Lisa,

"This is fucking unfair. Why is Jay getting all the action? We reduced to voyeurs now or what the fuck?"

"You are right, if he can eat black dick, he can also eat pussy and ass, right?"

"Damn right!" Dianne said.

They sat back on the bed and made him crawl over and eat their pussies, giving him instructions and smacking his head when he did something wrong and even when he got it right. 

The girls were quick to grasp that Edgar got off on humiliation. And they both liked humiliating the white guy. Jay figured that they would humiliate any white guy if he allowed them to. They certainly were not holding back. 

Edgar had by now realized that he had been set up. He strongly suspected that they had never been any gat in the car, that Jay had never murdered any three people or dealt drugs. He probably had never even gang banged. However, Dianne now had the tape, which was worse than a bullet in the head, especially if they sent it to his family and mailed it around campus. And in any case, Edgar was greatly enjoying himself. He did not say it, but he had never had so much fun. Normal sex had always bored him. Now, he had found his true place in life.

The girls were less nicer than Jay. They sat on his face and made him tongue their holes till his tongue was sore. Lisa seemed to have a grudge. She farted in his face and said she wanted to take him to the bathroom and pee all over him. Dianne found that so cool. She said she would film it, then she wanted Lisa to also film her peeing on a cracker.

However, Lisa said, "First of all though, I wanna see him get fucked up the ass by that big, black cock. Give him a pair of your thongs Dianne."

"Here, Eddie boy. Pull them on, bitch!" Dianne tossed him a pair of her thongs. "Put those on, I bet they'll look sexy on you. Do it fast, I haven't got all day. But its gonna cost you though," Dianne searched his pockets and found a sheaf of bills. She pulled the twenties out and threw the rest in his face.

Edgar was made to put on the thongs. The two girls then lubed Edgar's ass with cold Jello. They held his cheeks apart and inserted the fat black cock up the pink ass hole. As jay shoved it inside, making Edgar scream, they cheered. Then they told him not to cry like a baby. Jay fucked him up the ass, with Dianne zooming in and out with her Camera. They took turns making him suck their pussies as he was fucked. Edgar started groaning with pleasure. Then came on the floor, whilst Jay butt fucked him. 

The girls, who were joint directors, wanted the money shot, a shot of Jay pulling out of Edgar's gaping, pink ass hole and making him suck the black snake and taste his own ass hole. Edgar seemed to blush, however, once he got started sucking, he just could not quit. He even started to wank the hard, throbbing tool. Jay shot his dick in his face and Edgar was told not to wipe it, but rather wear the black man's cumm on his mug.

Edgar was told to crawl to the bathroom and wash Jay's cock clean. True to their word, the girls then made him lie on his back in the tub and pissed all over him, telling him to keep his mouth open. He tried to resist, but they simply wagged the Camera at him. Edgar realized that he was caught in the devil's cycle. They filmed him doing humiliating stuff, and then used it to black mail him into doing even more humiliating stuff. And now he was in so deep, he just could not say no. However, even as they peed on him, he felt a kind of weird joy his three new masters did not know. He opened his mouth wide and drank the girl's piss.

They then made him kneel in the corner and film them fucking. As he saw how much fun and joy Lisa was having, and how free and wild she was now, Edgar realized that he was history. She would never like white guys again, he realized. She had to hate them. 

Edgar felt such a fear for black men. And it dawned on him that it was his duty to serve them, especially Jay.

Jay was a little wary of anal Edgar. Therefore he made many copies of the DVD of Edgar being humiliated and told the guy that should anything happen to him, or Lisa or Dianne, there were other people who would release it to the public and his dad.

Dianne and Lisa went and bought strap on dildos and several fruits and spent several afternoons using these on Edgar. They could not get enough of abusing him and he just seemed to love it. Dianne said to Jay people like Edgar were good to know. Coz whenever anything pissed her and Lisa off, they just came and passed the negative energy on to Edgar.

Jay told Edgar that he would have to marry Lisa, secretly, without a prenuptial agreement, and he would keep it a secret until it was too late to nullify it. Edgar agreed. Lisa then sat on his face.

Jay looked at his list of Seth's family. He had now fucked his wife Madeleine, his son David and his wife Ramona, his son Edgar and his soon to be wife Lisa. They would all do whatever he wanted. That only left his daughter, Hilary, her husband Rob and the first born, Raymond and his wife Maureen. But jay did not care much about Raymond. From what he heard, the guy was just a step from a burn out anyway. His next target would be Hilary, the tall, pretty, prim and proper 32 year old.

All four then drove to Las Vegas for a quick marriage between Edgar and his loving girlfriend. 



Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 06



Chapter 1: Meet Hilary Smith

Hilary, thirty two, was the head of the Accounts department in Smith Holdings. Of Seth's four children, Hilary was the least fucked up. She was a tall, pretty brunette. Her colleagues respected her, but she had the reputation of a boring workaholic who barely had a social life. Hilary was a driven person, who was determined to succeed and make it to the top of her family firm on merit. Her drive and determination were a psychological result of her upbringing. As a child, Hilary had hated being a girl. Her dad was actively involved in the lives of her three brothers from the start, encouraging and praising them for every little achievement, and punishing them for every tiny failure. However, all he wanted was for Hilary to be his sweet little girl, in a sweet, flowery dress, with two sweet pony tails, playing with her sweet little dolls. He involved her brothers in the firm affairs at an early age, yet he left Hilary out, an attitude her mom seemed to share. 

Hilary felt left out and unfairly treated. Though she was brainy and also very athletic, all her achievements were ignored by her father. She came to the conclusion that as a girl, in order to gain respect, it was not enough to be as good as the boys, she had to outdo them. However, she realized bitterly that when she succeeded and beat boys at anything, rather than show her respect, they usually hated her. For a while, she felt lost and defeated. Then she became very determined to keep excelling until the stupid men around her accepted and respected her.

When she decided to study business administration and accounting, her father even tried to talk her out of it. He suggested finding something more feminine. After all, she would sooner or later find a man who fit their class and taste, to marry and raise a family with.

However, Hilary did her thing and completed her studies, with excellent grades. Initially, her father and brothers would not give her a job in the family firm, until she threatened to work for a rival of her dad's.

Hilary was to realize that the same attitude from home applied at work. She had to work twice as hard as men, for less, grudging recognition. Furthermore, the other employees dismissed her as nothing but the boss' sweet daughter. 

When she went for an innocent drink with a male member of stuff, malicious rumors would spread that ol' spoiled "daddy's little girl" was nothing but the office tramp. More often than not, her dates put the rumors in circulation, talking about wet blow jobs and dirty trysts that had never taken place.

Whilst the way to the top was paved for her brothers, and the rest of the male employees worked their way up, Hilary had to fight her way up.

At the age of twenty four, when she joined the firm, she was an inexperienced woman who was closer to a boring dorky virgin than a horny tramp. She had only had two lovers. She was rather shy, and her dad was over protective. He had a habit of scaring away any potential lovers. He had even run a black gardener of theirs out of town, just for answering a few questions of hers.

When she was twenty four, Hilary met Robert Drakewell. He was a tall, handsome, brown haired yuppie, a year older than her. He worked in the Sales department. He was witty, dashing and rather charming and Hilary warmed to him immediately. She liked that he very attentive to her. He gave her the support, advice and encouragement that was not forthcoming from her dad and brothers. Furthermore, he was a caring gentleman, who put her comfort before his and never argued or quarreled with her. Robert seemed the only man that her father did not hate for dating his daughter. The two of them dated for several years and then got married.

Both of them shared the dream of becoming an influential, successful power couple. They worked long hours and spent more time at the office than in their home. They both rose steadily up the ranks of the firm.

Robert, or Rob as everyone called him, started changing his attitude towards her when she kept rising up the ranks as fast as he was. He became less supportive and seemed to say to her, "You have achieved a lot for a woman, let it be." When Hilary made head of Accounts, putting her on par with Rob, who was now head of Sales, it was so painful for him to congratulate her.

Realizing that he felt threatened by her success, Hilary tried her best reassure Rob that she was a loving, loyal wife, who stood behind her husband, but he wasn't convinced. She accepted his lack of support and downright negative attitude towards her career silently. She had come to expect this from men. However, she never gave up hope that one day he would show pride in her intelligence, hard work and determination.

The tension between them had recently been aggravated by the current vice president's announcement that he would enter retirement in one year. Usually, the position would have gone to Geoffrey, her elder brother. However, his wife had recently left him and after a failed suicide attempt, her brother was languishing in a mental institution She and Rob were amongst the people who came into consideration for the post.

Since then, Rob's was steadily pissing Hilary off. He tried to give their colleagues and her family the impression that he was the brains and she was the looks behind their partnership, something which everyone seemed eager to embrace. Furthermore, he was ass kissing her father and the members of the board like hell. He was also viciously trying to bully, and scare the rest of the competition, claiming to be on the inside, since he was married into the family. It embarrassed Hilary no end to see her husband turning into a shameless, vicious, pompous, arrogant, mud slinging schemer and a spineless brown noser.

Hilary loved Rob and their marriage meant a lot to her. She was even prepared to let him have the job. She told herself, "Hell, man are stupid sometimes, but what can you do. Lets hope he gets the promotion and we will have some peace in here." 

Out of the blue, Rob suddenly started talking children with her. Hilary always felt jealous and envious of women with their young babies. However, Rob had always been the one to say, "Lets wait a while darling." Whenever they visited friends with young babies, Rob would always squirmed nervously when given a baby to hold. He could not wait to pass it on. Afterwards, he would make jokes about loud, bawling babies and stinking, disgusting diaper s. And he would always point out how conception ruined a woman's body.

So, when he suddenly started talking babies, she reckoned it was simply a ploy to get her out of the competition and also to please her dad and mum, who were becoming restless about not having any grandchildren in their arms.

Hence, Hilary she could not bring herself to stop taking the pill yet. There were too many doubts in the back of her mind.

Chapter 2: The dark attraction

As she walked into their colorfully decorated living room early that Sunday morning, Hilary was in a melancholic mood. Though she was used to Rob traveling a lot, as he was head of the Sales department, she always felt sad when her husband had to fly off. Their big house on the outskirts of town suddenly felt so empty and lonely, especially on Sundays, the only day that she did not put in her usual, voluntary 10-12 hour work day.

The tall brunette was dressed in a short, loose skirt and a tight tank top was glued to her medium sized breasts. Her long, dark hair was tied back, and her pretty, pale face was devoid of make up. 

Rob was reclining on a couch, sipping coffee, his eyes glued to the TV. Wondering what was engrossing him so much, Hilary sat down besides her husband. He was watching the Men's 100 Meters of the Golden League. The screen was filled with images of athletic, muscular black men, who were going through their final warm up. 

Hilary's attention was immediately captured by the black athletes, flexing and stretching their dark, bulging muscles. Their faces were were masks of concentration, determination, aggression. She could almost see the high doses of adrenalin and testosterone pumping through their thick veins. Hilary felt excited, in a primal way. 

"Gosh, look at those guys. Scary huh?" Hilary cooed in deep, husky voice. 

"They're like human machines. Black nigger machines," Rob breathed with a tinge of awe. 

"Why aren't there any white guys?" Hilary asked. "Aren't white guys fast enough?"

"No dear. These black guys have got nothing else going for them. They have to be good at sport. White men cant be bothered, you see," Rob replied, with conviction.

"Come on Rob. There are a lot of poor white people, like the trailer trash. Surely, they wouldn't mind sprinting for ten seconds to earn a million bucks. And what about the Asians, or Arabs?"

Rob could not believe how naive and innocent his wife was sometimes. That was what came from her rich, sheltered upbringing. He also suspected bad influence from her mum. The European woman was naive and even worse than the local white liberals, he figured. And so, he patiently made an effort to explain the truth to his wife.

"No, darling, its like, if a white man is poor, its coz he is lazy and dumb. But generally, we white men, can do stuff that requires brain power, whereas blacks cant. I mean, either they are playing sport, singing and doing some jig dances or they are dealing drugs and shooting each other in the ghetto. Just watch the damn TV. At least sport is one way of turning their criminal energy into something positive. However, as far as intelligent stuff is concerned, you can count these niggers out," Rob concluded with a confident smirk.

Hilary paused for a few seconds, squinting her eyes. "Do they put something in those pants," she suddenly asked, giggling and blushing. Some of them seemed to have huge cocks in those pants.

"Oh, usually big, muscular guys have the smallest cock!" Rob said dismissively. Hilary did not contradict him, though the images on the screen seemed to be saying something else.

Then the gun was fired and the white husband and wife watched entranced as the black men sprinted for gold in a display of raw energy. It was over so fast. 

"Who won?" Hilary asked.

"Oh, the big, ugly one," Rob said.

"Yeah, but which one?" Hilary laughed and her husband joined in

They watched the replays. Hilary felt a tingle all over her body as she gazed at the winner running in slow motion. His face was like a mask, of pure ferocity... his bulging, dark, thickly veined muscles were flexing, working hard. There was something raw, wild and scary about him. Hilary could not help that he had a thick bundle between his legs, which seemed to jiggle as he ran. He definitely had a huge cock, no matter what her husband said.

Hilary suddenly found herself having a vivid fantasy. She was lost and all alone in some thick, dark, dense African jungle. It was hot and humid, and she was covered in sweat and her tank top was matted to her skin. Her heart nearly stopped beating as she heard a loud rustle and scary hiss behind her. She snapped around, to see a huge, dark snake slithering in a tree, gazing at her lustfully, flicking its a tongue out, looking all set to pounce on her and devour her. She started back peddling. From all around her, she heard the growls and snarls of beasts of prey, that frightened the hell out of her. 

Then suddenly, the black gold medal winner burst out of the bushes, a couple of meters away from her. He was dressed in a tiny loin cloth that was draped around his powerful hips, barely concealing the huge cock that was dangling between his legs. His face and body were painted, like a warrior's. His dark eyes blazed at her, with pure, raw hunger. He stepped towards her.

Hilary felt mortal fear. She gave a scream and ran for her life. She burst through the bushes, tearing her clothes and even her skin. She heard the black warrior running after her, seeming to knock down the trees in his path. His footsteps seeming to make the ground shake under them. Then he overtook her. For a few seconds he ran besides her, his face grinning, as he taunted her and made it clear that there was no escape. 

Then he simply picked her. She screamed her lungs out and kicked and hit at him, but he only laughed at her puny efforts. Then the black man body slammed her onto her back, dazing her and knocking her breath out. He tore her clothes off in seconds. Then he lowered himself down on her, forcing her thighs apart. His painted face descended on her, blotting the light out. And then she felt a sharp pain between her legs as he entered her. She looked down between her thighs and was horrified to see a huge, thick, long black snake that was forcing itself into her poor, tiny white pussy, stretching her pussy, hurting her and making her scream, for him to shove it all in. 

"What's wrong darling? You look like you have just seen a ghost!" Robert asked, with concern.

"Oh nothing. Its just that I am so scared of those people," Hilary giggled, laying her head on her husband's chest.

Part of her was disappointed that her husband's voice had cut off her nightmare. She would have liked to see how the rape would have ended. She could not believe it, but she was so wet between her legs. Her heart was beating fast and her nipples was hard, poking lewdly through her t-shirt. The following event in the live transmission was the discuss. All the competitors were white men, and both Hilary and Rob lost interest.

Hilary did not find them erotic. What a pity those black nigger guys were so fucked up, she thought, as she turned to her husband, feeling an ever increasing itch in her pussy. 

Hilary did not like black men. The black society was synonymous with failure, and the black male was an epitome of a wasted existence. Indeed, all the things she knew about black men painted them as dangerous, evil rogues. They were lazy gangsters, pimps, drug pushers and drug users. They treated women badly, cheating, beating them up, raping them and then running out on their nigger children. She had heard that black men had a keen desire to violate, rape and defile white woman, because they were jealous of white men, and their own women were ugly.

Hilary turned to her pale, brown haired, square jawed husband with his smooth shaved face. What a contrast he was to those black guys. Hilary was so glad she had found a civilized, caring, loving man like Rob. However, the fantasy of the black athlete raping her was still so vivid in her mind, and it was still exciting her. For second, she wondered why the powerful, black athlete evoked desires of being overpowered and raped in her. And why her body was itching to feel the forced touch of his dark, muscular, perspiring nigger machine body. 

But she didn't dwell for long on that. She was feeling horny and her husband would be leaving pretty soon. Therefore, it was time to act, and pretty fast.

Hilary leaned in closer to her husband, pressing her warm, soft breast into his arm. Her dainty hand closed over his crotch and she felt a hard cock. Hilary wondered naughtily if she wasn't the only one who had been excited by those muscular, sexy dark bodies.

"Did you pack everything honey?" she asked, a naughty smile on her lips as she traced his rigid member through his pants.

"Yes mummy!" he teased her back.

"Are you sure, lil boy?" she giggled, her hand sliding in under his waistband, to wrap around his cock.

"The cab should be here soon, darling," he said, with a touch of regret. He was feeling real horny.

Hilary undid his belt and fly and fished his cock out of his pants. They both gazed at the long, thin, hard, pink dick as she ran her fingers run up and down it, sending thrills up and down his spine. 

"O-o-o-o!!!" her voice went several octaves deeper and the wife kissed her husband on his lips, sliding her tongue deep into his mouth. 

Rob was surprised. Hilary was shy and seldom took the initiative. 

"Hilary, there isn't time for us to have sex..." Rob protested, in a lust filled voice.

Hilary thought about it for a second. She did not like performing oral sex. Rob never performed it on her either, anyway. However, she was so horny and she simply needed some sex play before her husband left. She decided to make an exception. 

"Then we will just to have to do something else, wont we?" she said coyly, and slid down on her knees before him, easing his thighs apart. 

Suddenly, she imagined what it would be like, to kneel down before the black gold medalist, with his big, black cock in her hand. She could well imagine that a mean looking, big, black nigger like him would force a poor, little white woman like herself to go down on him and choke on his huge cock; if he could ever have access to her, that is.

"O-o-o-o. Lemme just say a short, sweet lil good bye baby," Hilary cooed to her husband's pink cock. She hooked her fingers into his pants, blushing sweetly. Rob started wondering if it was Christmas Eve. Hilary seldom gave him a blow job at all. But he was definitely not about to complain.

"The cab, darling..." the husband protested quarter-heartedly at the most as he raised his hips so she could slide his pants down. 

Hilary continued her secret role playing. Her husband's pink cock that she was handling turned into the big, fat, hard black snake she imagined the black athletes cock to be. She double fisted it, liking the sexy color contrast between the huge, black erection and her dainty, pale hands. 

Rob could not believe the arousal, lust and excitement that were sparkling in his wife's glassy, vivid green eyes as she pulled his foreskin back. Hilary groaned as the musky scent of her husband's pink dick, or rather, the imaginary black cock hit her nostrils. She felt dizzy and her mouth watered instantly.

"Mmmmm, lemme lick this sweet lolly!" Hilary moaned, and did just that, running her wet, hot, pink tongue all over the shiny, circumcised head, making Rob's hips twitch. Rob could not believe how horny and naughty his usually shy wife was. She licked, kissed and nibbled his dick, bathing it in her saliva. She rubbed it against her cheeks, shivering and shuddering. Then she pursed her lips, pressed them into his cock and dragged them up and down the entire length. 

"Oh yes Hilary, that's so good darling..." Rob groaned deeply, his hips rolling to her ministrations. 

In her fantasy, Hilary heard the black man speak, and his voice was deep and dark and commanding, demanding. For a second, she wondered what he would say to her, and then she had it. 

"Yeah, you fucking white slut! Run them pink lips all over my black cock! Do it fucking right now bitch, or I'll smack that ass for real, bitch!"

His voice was so threatening, and so full of pure, raw lust, not at all like her husband's polite, soft voice. However, Hilary wasn't scared. She felt horny, and madly aroused. He wanted her to serve her, suck his cock for his own pleasure. And she wanted to do it, with every fiber of her existence.

"Mmmmm!!!!" Hilary moaned, sucking hard on the stem of the big, black cock.

"Ouch! Careful honey! But don't stop..." Rob's voice pulled her out of her fantasy.

"Sorry honey," Hilary said, blushing and smiling shyly. For a second, she was back in her living room, kneeling before her husband, with his pink cock in her hands. Hilary suddenly felt self conscious and shy. She retreated back in her fantasy, with the black athlete. The pink dick became the black snake again. 

Hilary licked her lips to wet them and then draped them over the thick, shiny, coal black dick head. She slowly rolled the fleshy head over the soft insides of her lips and her slick gums, relishing the spongy texture. She smacked her lips around it, moaning with need. She felt such a compelling need to engulf the black snake. She bore down on it, vacuuming it inside her hot mouth. She heard him moan, and his dark hips shuddered. She felt so proud of herself that she could handle this thick monster. 




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 06



Rob gasped for breath, gazing fixedly at his wife so wantonly sucking on his cock. Her eyes were blazing now, and was bobbing up and down with a purpose, making him feel like sucking his cock was all that had ever mattered to her. He felt a surge of adrenalin that had his heart racing and his cock was so swollen, like it was about to explode. 

He could not believe that this was wife, Hilary, the woman who more often than not closed her eyes when they made love. 

Rob was however not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. He did not know what had gotten into his wife, but he hoped it stayed in there, at least till her hand come.

"Oh yes darling. That's wonderful. Oh my gosh!" Rob groaned.

Hilary heard the imaginary black man gasping and groaning in his deep, dark voice, "Oh fuck yeah! That's it, white slut! Suck that nigger dick! Take it deep inside them white whore lips! Fu-u-u-u-u-ck!!!"

His abusive words seemed to penetrate through her skin, right to her marrow, filling her with joy.

Hilary spat his cock and gazed into his dark face, smiling naughtily. She just managed to get a grip of herself just as she was about to say, "You like the way I'm sucking your big, black cock, huh! Love the way your white slut sucks on that huge nigger dick!"

Instead, Hilary said, "You like that huh, Rob. Like it when I take you in my mouth?"

"Oh yes! Yes! Please do it darling..."

Her black lover did not say please. Instead, he grabbed her by the hair and shoved his dick into her mouth. For a second, Hilary thought about telling Rob to grab her hair, then she baulked from the idea. What would he think!!!

She returned to fantasy land. "Uh huh!!!" she moaned sucking the big, black cock as her mouth dribbling all over his hardness like a leaking spigot, leaving it all shiny.

Her big, innocent, glassy, green eyes twinkled as her lips rode up and down the hard dick. She threw her head at it, loving it when it hit the back of her throat. Her hand was cork screwing around his turgid erection, pulling more and more man meat inside her oral cavern. 

"Oh yes Hil, that's wonderful darling. I love you...." the husband rasped falling back into the couch as electrical currents went ripping through his loins, driving him mad.

Suddenly, they heard a car hooting outside.

"Fuck, my cab is here!" Rob groaned.

"Let him wait," Hilary responded. She didn't want to stop before her imaginary black lover shot his thick, hard black dick in her mouth and rewarded her with his thick, black man's baby cream.

She clamped her lips around his dick, trapping the engorged nod between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, then she sucked on it like a vacuum, whilst she wanked his slick dick hard and fast. Her hand moving in a blur, she beat the cumm out of his cock. 

Rob writhed wildly couch, feeling the cumm boil in his balls. His handsome face took on a fierce grimace. He looked at his wife' face and her lust filled eyes blazed right back at him, filled with animal lust. Her nostrils were flared and her breath was coming in violent blasts through them. 

"Oh fu-u-u-u-ck!" the husband howled and his hips shot off the couch, jamming his cock up in her mouth. His balls exploded and thick torrents of his cumm jetted into his wife's mouth. To his surprise, Hilary drank and gulped away. Usually, if at all she sucked his dick, Hilary would spit his cumm out. However, now she was drinking him down greedily. 

Hilary cooed with gratitude as she drank her black lover's salty, thick, creamy cumm. She kept squeezing his cock, milking him down to the last drop.

"Oh, thank you so much for that darling..." Rob's voice brought her out of her reverie. Hilary smiled naughtily. 

"What would he say if he knew I was fantasizing of sucking that black man, like a filthy, no good, nigger whore!" she chuckled to herself. 

Had Rob known, he would fainted with shock. However, as they say, ignorance is bliss. The white hubby had such a blissful smile on his face as he lay back on the couch, his eyes glazed, his tongue lolling out of his mouth like a moron, as he rasped for breath. 

The cab hooted again and Hilary walked to the window, blushing at her naughty fantasy. She pulled back the curtain and shouted,

"He's coming!" then she turned to Rob and chuckled cheekily, "Or should I tell him that you've cumm already.

Rob hastily pulled up his longs and Hilary adjusted his tie and smoothed his clothes for him, then handed him his traveling bag and laptop case. 

"Have fun in NYC darling," she embraced him and kissed him hungrily. She meshed her lips into his and shoved her tongue into his mouth. As he tasted his own cumm, Rob froze for a second. He knew that it should disgust him, but instead, it excited him greatly. He groaned and kissed her back voraciously. Hilary felt his cock hardening against her. She was surprised. Rob usually needed quite a while to get it up again. 

She made up her mind that from that day onwards, she would let him taste his own cumm from her tongue, if that was what it took to get him horny. For the first time in her life, Hilary found herself thinking about sex in a vulgar, raw manner. She was so sad that Rob had to leave. She would liked to drag him into the bedroom, jump on top of him and gallop away on his cock! Her pussy was itching so much it was making her restless.

"Hurry back home darling," she cooed at her husband, stroking his cock as the cab hooted again.

"You bet, darling. I love you honey, " he said and ran off.

As her husband drove off, Hilary was glad to see that the men's two hundred meter race was just about to commence, and the runners were all black. She poured herself a glass of sparkling wine, drew the blinds and hitched up her skirt and dropped her panties. She sat before the TV, with parted thighs and gazed at the big, muscular black men as she ran her fingers up and down her sensitive, sopping, excited pussy. As she saw the names and close ups of the athletes, she realized that they were from all over the world, Americans, Latinos, Africans and Europeans, and they came in different shades of brown, but they all were black men. 

She wondered if her husband's explanation was at all true, or if they were indeed superior to other races, at least in the athletic sense.

Her heart would beat every time the camera pulled out and she could look between the athletes legs. The shorts were really tight and quite a few seemed to have long cocks. As she was trying to decide which one of the ten contestants she would bed, if she could, she had the chance, her first orgasm washed over her. 

She decided that she liked that darker ones, with the thick African features. And she found their shiny, bald heads that some of them spotted really alluring. Hilary finally decided that in the perfect world, where she was queen and all men were her subjects, she would bed them all. Then she would make them race, and the winner could have her, or rather she would have him. As they raced, her fingers moved in a blur. They beat her to the finish line, but she came right on their toes.

As they showed the replays, she came again.

Hilary had never had interest for athletics, and she was usually not one to day dream and think some stupid nonsense. But she remained glued to the screen. There a couple of women's races. She realized that black women also seemed dominant, but not as outrightly as the black men. There were several white and women of other races on the line up. This relieved her. Hilary had always found other women attractive. She had never so much as kissed with another woman, but the thought of two women making love excited her. As she gazed at the athletes, she was disappointed that they mostly seemed to have flat chests. However, she liked the thick, firm asses, especially on the black ones. In her perfect world, where she was queen, and everyone was her subject, if she ever decided to take a female lover, she decided that it would be one of those black girls. There was one pretty one she especially liked. As she imagined seeing that pretty, dark face between her pale thighs, Hilary felt an awesome rush of lust. 

The following race was the 400 meters. To Hilary's surprise, there was a white men amongst them. She decided he was probably there to keep the white men interested in the sport. She could not imagine that white men could otherwise stomach something that obviously showed black superiority. To her even greater surprise, the white man actually won. However, Hilary did not find him sexually attractive. He could keep the gold medal, but she would not fuck him. She would rather have one of those big, muscular, bald headed black men. They seemed to hold a promise of wild, hot, mind blowing sex... She would console them for losing to the white guy. Hilary frigged another orgasm out of her clit. She wallowed in joy for a while, then she realized she was beginning to feel ginger.

"What have these niggers done to me!" she exclaimed and giggled, as she finally rose from her seat. She had never cheated on Rob. She seldom fantasized of sex with other men, and usually masturbated in the safe secrecy of her bathtub, with the door locked.

Hilary deemed her and Rob's sex life to be satisfactory. Given the fact that they both worked a lot and were often exhausted when they got home, she considered sex, once or twice a week to be good. She usually played the passive role. It seemed to put Rob off if she became active. She suddenly wondered if those black guys would also be the same. Would they feel threatened and insecure if she became bold in bed, or would allow her to let go, and run wild on them. She could not imagine them whistling back a woman wanted to run wild on their cocks.

"Damn you niggers. Get the hell out of my head!" Hilary laughed in exasperation.

With a smile on her face, Hilary made herself a light, healthy breakfast. It was a hot, sunny day. Hilary put on a tiny, skimpy, two piece thong bikini. She never wore it unless she was home alone. It was so tight and revealing, and it turned almost transparent when wet. Hilary gazed at her body in the mirror. Despite regular workouts and a healthy, low calorie diet, her thirty two year old body was beginning to gain curves, especially around the hips and bottom and thighs. She was becoming fuller. Rob had said this was a typical problem for women her age, but nothing that cosmetic surgery could not remedy. However, as she gazed at herself, Hilary decided that she liked her body. She looked so womanly. She decided to put off the surgery, for a while at least.

Feeling rather cheerful, Hilary made her way to the pool, with a bottle of sparkling wine. She spent a long, lazy day swimming and sunning herself. She was glad her pool was well hedged and protected from view of their neighbors, as she was feeling unbelievably horny and just had to masturbate a couple of times. As she came all over her fingers, do you think she was fantasizing of her husband or of Mr Golden League Gold Medalist? 

Chapter 3: Enter the blacks.

The following week at work, Hilary received a visit from her brother David, and the young black man that David and his and his wife had brought along to the family luncheon a year earlier. He said he was studying Business IT and Accounts, and would like to do a three month attachment in her department, working directly under her. He promised he would not be in her way.

Hilary readily agreed. They always had some students on attachment in their firm. And she liked Jay immediately. He was friendly, handsome and and charming. And she took it for some divine sign, to have a young, handsome black man land in her department, after she had started having sexual fantasies about black men.

Jay soon impressed Hilary. He was punctual, hardworking and learned very fast. He was the first one in the office and left when only things were done, although he was not even on a full salary. 

As the annual audit came up and there was a heavy work load for everyone, Jay soldiered along with everyone else. He would stay on in the evenings, even after the other employees were gone. Hilary told him to go home, but he said it was alright. He enjoyed the work and he wanted to learn. He started asking her questions and Hilary was someone who loved explaining things and showing off with her knowledge. And so it happened that they stayed behind at work together, every day for two weeks.

Jay would order some food and a bottle of wine so they could eat. When they ate together, in her office, he would ask her questions about herself, and he would make compliments. Hilary found his deep, dark voice so sexy. And she loved the sound of his laughter. And she definitely found his dark, athletic body rather sexy. Hilary soon decided that her husband's talk that blacks were dumb and unemotional was utter rubbish. However, she was careful not to tell Rob that she was spending much time with Jay and chatting with him., She guessed that he would not find that very nice at all. 

Jay had a way of getting her to talk about even the most private of things. He had a dirty humor and wasn't shy at all. When she asked him any questions about his private life and his relationship with his girlfriend, he gave her sordid, exciting details that made her blush and got the prim, white wife very excited. When he then asked her about her own life she felt compelled to respond, but felt like she and Rob had a boring, pale sex life in comparison.

When Dianne came to pick up Jay on an evening, she found them in Hilary's office, eating and chatting. She kissed Jay and then came to Hilary and surprised her by hugging her.

"Hi there gorgeous. I'm Dianne. Remember me?"

"Of course. How could I forget the pretty young woman that my father was so besotted with."

"Yeah," jay laughed. "I was even scared the old guy would steal my baby."

"Oh Don't you be acting all jealous on me, after I walk in and catch you sipping on wine with this gorgeous white woman here..." Dianne joked.

"Come on, we were just talking about work," Hilary said, blushing.

"So what?" Dianne responded with a naughty smile. "That doesn't change the fact that you are one hot MILF."

"What's that?"

"Mother I'd like to Fuck!" Dianne said and they all laughed. Dianne went and sat on Jay's lap and her skirt rode high, revealing her juicy thighs. The three of them chatted and finished the bottle of wine.

Hilary was impressed by the way the two young blacks seemed to have such a close relationship. She never sat on Rob's lap at all. And Rob never kept touching her and kissing her like Jay was doing to Dianne. As they chatted, she started imagining that Jay and Dianne definitely had an even hotter sex life than what Jay had told her. She suddenly found herself having voyeuristic wishes to be a fly on the wall, watching them make love. This soon turned into a wish to become an active participant.

One evening after work, Dianne and Jay invited Hilary to join them for a drink and she did. She had a great time with them. They repeated this several times. On one occasion, Rob also joined them. Rob and Jay seemed to get along well enough, but Dianne and Hilary got along like a house on fire. Rob was surprised to see his wife whispering and giggling with the young black woman constantly. Hilary had very very few female friends. In fact, she hardly had friends at all. Rob had always been the one with the social contacts.

The weather was currently very hot. They were talking about the stifling heat, when Dianne suddenly said,

"Hey Hil, you guys have a fat ass pool huh? Why don't I and Jay come visit you for the week end and we can all go out dancing in the evenings and we can use you pool in the day."

"Cool! Lets do it!" Hilary replied without even thinking about it or asking Rob.

Jay smiled. He now had a foot in the door of Seth#s third and final child. Geoffrey was in a mental institutions and would not be playing a role for a while. Jay thanked Dianne and when they got home, he couldn't wait to reward her with a nice, long, thorough fuck.

Dianne gladly accepted, but she told him that she liked Hilary and couldn't wait to eat her out and turn her out like a pimp. Dianne told Jay that the freak was in the meek and she could not wait to set the freak in that white girl free.

When Hilary and Rob got home, he complained about her having invited the two over. At first he said this and that, blah, blah, blah, then he finally came out with it and said he didn't really want a bunch of niggers in their house. Hilary told him firmly that Dianne was her friend, and if he didn't want them over, tough luck.

Rob was surprised. Hilary usually never went against his wishes. 



Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 07



Chapter 1: Hilary makes new close friends

Hilary took off early from work that Friday evening. Two maids had cleaned up the house but she wanted to inspect it. She had grown very fond of Jay and Dianne. And the fact that Rob was against them, because of their complexion somehow pleased her. She remembered all too well the stupid things that Rob had always told her about black men and she guessed he disliked Jay because he did not fit into his stereotypes. She did not care any more She was looking forward to a week end of fun. Hilary put on a simply dress and waited for their guests.

Jay and Dianne turned up guests around 8 o'clock. Jason looked even more handsome in his easy, leisure clothes. She gazed at him, a very handsome black man of about twenty five. He was slightly shorter than Rob. He had a dark, rugged face, with a trimmed beard. His nose and lips were thick, and he had dark, African features, which she found rather attractive, as much as his ready, charming smile and his deep, dark and friendly voice. He was wearing a tight t-shirt, which was glued to his lean, athletic torso. A pair of long shorts hung limply around his hips and he was wearing white trainers. 

Dianne was simply looking hot. She had put her long, curly, dark hair into a bob at the back of her head. Her cocoa brown, pretty, heart shaped face was lightly powdered and she wore dark, glossy lipstick. Hilary liked her exotic face, those eyes that were like dark, sultry wells, framed by thick, lush eyebrows. And that cute, snub nose, with a glittering brooch in one nostril. And those thick, lush lips were alluring. Having thin lips, Hilary had always been jealous of women with full, pouting lips, and Dianne had those for sure. 

Dianne was the same height as Hilary, but that was where the resemblance in their bodies ended. The black woman was wearing a cream colored, backless halter top which was stretched across a thick, awesome bust. Her tits were big and firm, jutting proudly like two rockets about to blast off. Dianne was sure she had had them enhanced. If they were real, she decided she would just lock herself up in her room and get a good, well deserved, stress relieving crying session. 

Dianne was definitely not wearing a bra, and her thick nipples were poking lewdly out of the thin fabric. Her belly was flat, her waist small. The black woman was in a pair of tight hipster jeans that were glued to her wide and flaring hips. She had a thick, round, heart-shaped ass. It was so thick Hilary thought she could probably place a glass of water on it, and Dianne could walk around without so much as spilling a drop.

Hilary felt a tinge of jealous when she realized that Rob could hardly stop gazing at the young woman, smiling "stupidly". And she thought he was overdoing it with the questions. The white wife chuckled at herself as she realized that she was feeling jealous. She regretted having put on a drab, dreary dress. However, she feared that if she suddenly went and changed into something attractive, everyone would notice that she was competing with Dianne.

When Hilary heard her husband saying how glad he was to have the two over, she sneered silently. "Not only a racist but a hypocrite as well."

Hilary hadn't quite realized it yet, but ever since meeting Jay and Dianne, she was becoming less and less satisfied with her husband. 

Hilary wanted to order supper but Dianne talked her into cooking. The two women made supper together whilst the men sat on the patio, chatting. They opened a bottle of wine and Dianne was all talkative, going blah blah blah, and laughing constantly. Her laughter was infectious, and Hilary found herself warming up to her even more. Hilary did not have many friends. Most women at work were into gossiping and shit talking, which bored her. And they seemed to find her boring for always talking about work. Dianne told her about her hood and her studies and this and that. When she asked Hilary to talk about herself, Hilary replied,

"Oh, I'm afraid I lead a boring life."

"Then bore me to death, come on."

As she talked, Dianne listened attentively, nodding and asking questions, and did not seem bored at all. Finally, she said,

"Damn, sounds like the same Nigga shit that Jay goes through."

"What?"

"You talking about having to fight coz you are a woman, he's always talking about having to fight coz he is a Nigga in a white man's world. Same shit different day, yunno. Like different scenario but the same bullshit! Lets drink to that," she said with a smile and they clicked their smile.

"And? How does he cope with it?"

"Oh, I reckon he likes it, the fighting, I mean."

"Yeah, I reckon there is something in me that likes it too. Does he ever feel down though?"

"Sometimes, but then I just say come to mama baby, let him talk, "Blah, blah, blah," then I fuck him good and put him back on his feet," Dianne said and they both laughed. "Does your husband have to play motivator too? Though I reckon its harder for men huh? I mean, a man comes home depressed, you give him the pussy, tell him, "Yo, Nigga hit it, give it all you got!" he's all happy. But the last thing a depressed, frustrated woman wants is for the husband to start trying to get laid, right? I'd be like, "Fuck off, motherfucker! Put that dick away before I bite it off!"" Dianne laughed heartily. 

"Gosh, you are so raw!" Hilary laughed. A note of sadness touched her as she thought of her situation with Rob. However, she was not about to hang her dirty linen in the open and start whining like, "Oh, he is not supportive, in fact, I think he feels threatened..." So, she lied and said,

"My husband and I are very supportive of each other. He is always there for me when I need him."

The four of them had several drinks after supper. Hilary and Rob rarely went out. However, Dianne wanted them to try out a new Latin American Salsa disco in town. Rob made a mean, nasty joke about Wetbacks which met with strained laughter. The blacks exchanged quick looks. Hilary found herself rushing to explain that Rob was really just joking, he wasn't really like that. Hilary made a note to chide Rob later. 

Hilary said she was going to change and Dianne immediately said she would join her. The two of them went into Hilary's bedroom. When Dianne commented that the room looked 100% female, Hilary explained that she and Rob had separate bedrooms. They worked a lot, and both needed some privacy sometime.

"What! If I was a dude and I had a hot wife like you, pardon my French, but I'd be giving her dick every other night," Dianne said, with a dirty laugh. 

"Come on, nobody has sex every night. I mean, do you and Jay?"

"Oh, he has to read and shit but when I see him, I make sure he makes it up to me. One time he was like, "Damn bitch, you trying to work a Nigga overtime or what the fuck?" But I was like, "Nigga, you don't wanna fuck, why the fuck you keep pushing that big, hard, black dick against my ass." That's like waving a red flag in front of a bull and then going, "Oh, he pierced me with his big horn!" she laughed.

"Gosh!!!" Hilary exclaimed and laughed. "You are so vulgar, young lady!"

"Then spank my big, black ass for being a bad girl," she wagged her ass in front of Hilary.

"What!"

"I ave always wanted to be spanked by a white girl. Go on," she smiled naughtily. "put your hand down on my naughty, big, black ass. You scared. Alright, then I'll spank that white ass," Dianne suddenly pulled on Hilary's dress, making it tight around her buttocks and smacked them, hard, but not too hard.

"What!" Hilary exclaimed with disbelief and spanked her back. 

"You go girl!" Dianne laughed. "Do it again! I didn't feel a thing."

"You asked for it," Hilary did it, and again, laughing. "Gosh, I haven't laughed so much in a while.

"You got a nice ass, why you hiding it inside that tent. Put on something short, tight and sexy, you hear. Lets make our mans proud to have the two hottest bitches tonight."

Showing any shyness at all, the young black woman dropped her clothes. Hilary stole looks at her, as she applied a dab of perfume to a shaved, bald black pussy and then pulled on a tiny, skimpy white thong. Then Dianne bent over her suitcase, and this made her cheeks expand sideways.

"Gosh! Now that is ass like an astronaut!" Hilary chuckled silently, though she found the silky, brown balloons definitely alluring, especially with the white thong sliding tantalizingly down the black woman's crack. Hilary's eyes strayed to the thick mound cupped in the white thongs and stayed there. She thought she detected a dark, damp spot in the middle. Hilary felt her cheeks grow warm, and her heart beat faster. When Dianne straightened up, Hilary hastily looked away. 

Little did she know that Dianne had been observing her from the corners of her eyes. The black girl was pleased to see that the white woman found her alluring. She was planning on having fun with her. 

Dianne and Jay liked Hilary, but Rob irritated them with his patronizing manner, and the way he was constantly saying they were different than other blacks, just because they were normal. They were also pissed by his constant bragging about Hilary's dad's firm as if it was his. Jay and Dianne were determined to reduce him to a cock sucking eunuch, and rescue Hilary from that fool whilst they had fun with Hilary. 

Dianne was eager to set their devilish plans in motion. And as she saw Hilary ogling her thick, black ass and fat, moist pussy, Dianne felt the juices flowing into her pussy.

"Tell me, Hil, what do you think I should put on?" As Hilary looked at her, Dianne could see that her semi nudity was making the white woman blush sweetly. She took her time holding up different outfits.

They finally decided on a white, backless halter top with disco dots and a tight pair of white longs, with the zipper at the back. 

"I don't know about this top though," Dianne pouted. "It makes my tits look so big."

"So? That's what men want, isn't it?" Hilary responded wittily and they both laughed. Then her curiosity got the better of her. "I hope you don't mind my asking, but, are they real?"

"You tell me," Dianne responded. "Come and feel them."

"What?" Hilary exclaimed.

"Go on, we're both girls. And they ain't nothing but tits. Go on."

"No!" Hilary rasped.

"Of course girl..." Dianne dropped the top on the bed and moved closer to the white wife. She took her pale hands in her dark ones and deliberately led them to her breasts. She placed both palms over her thick, dark tits. Hilary could not believe she was holding another woman's breasts. They were firm, soft and very warm, and they were over spilling her hands. 

"Girl why you looking like you just seen a ghost. These ain't nothing but a pair of Nigga tits. Squeeze the motherfuckers."

Diane pressed her hands into Hilary's, making her squeeze. "Does that feel like silicon to you?"

"No!" Hilary rasped and shook her head.

"Alright, now do me a favor."

"What?" Hilary asked, her ears ringing with excitement as her palms continued to squeeze and fondle the big, black breasts.

"Run you thumbs over my nipples and get them real hard. I like them poking through my top. Gets Jay all excited."

"What! No. I couldn't!" Hilary blushed.

"Coz you can. Go on, before I spank that white ass for real." Dianne said it light heartedly, but there was something commanding in her voice.

And Hilary realized that she really wanted to do it. Her hands trembling, she gently ran her pale thumbs over the black woman's dark, crinkled nipples.

"Do it firmly baby girl," Dianne said. "I ain't fragile."

Hilary stroked them firmly. They started to harden. She stroked them more.

"lemme hold them up for you," Diane picked up her tits and pushed them at her. "Go on pull on them and roll the motherfuckers. You are a woman, you should fucking know what to do with nipples. Come on..." Dianne chuckled.

Hilary chuckled too and picked each nipple between a thumb and an index finger. She rolled and tweaked them, and they grew very hard. Hilary was so excited and Dianne was looking right in her beaming face. When she noticed the black woman's dark, sultry eyes fixed on her, Hilary blushed and dropped the nipples.

"Did I tell you to let them go?" Diane suddenly growled, her face turning into a sneer. Hilary shook her head, feeling fear, towards a woman ten years younger than her, in her own house.

"I guess I am gonna have to make you suck them now, for being stupid."

Dianne snaked her arm around Hilary's neck and pulled her face to her tits, holding one up and pushing the nipple at her mouth. "Suck it into your mouth. Do it now." Her voice was so firm and commanding. Hilary opened her mouth and sucked it in. "Yeah, roll your tongue around it."

Hilary's heart beat hard as she pressed the nipple against the roof of her mouth and rolled her tongue around, round and round. "o-o-o-o-oh! That's good, you naughty white girl. Suck the mother fucker. Let Mama feed you.." Dianne pushed the tit into her mouth. He palm dropped around Hilary's waist and she pulled her closer. 

"Do what you like baby, lick, chew, suck. Show me what a white girl can do to these big, black tits..." 

Hilary felt exhilarated as she sucked on it and chewed on it. She craned her neck and stuffed her mouth full of the soft, dark flesh. She snaked her tongue around the nipple and Dianne gave a deep moan, lusty moan. 

"Oh yes, get that nipple hard baby!"

Hilary worked on it. Then she sucked hard on the nipple, and pulled back, stretching the big dark tit. Then she let it go and it sprang back and jiggled. Dianne's face broke into a big grin as they both looked at her jiggling breast.

"Gosh. You naughty white girl!"

"Its your fault. You made me do it!" Hilary rasped, wiping her mouth, a grin across her face. Her eyes were twinkling.

"Well, one down, one more to go."

"Gosh, I cant believe the audacity. You are coming into my house and making me eat your tits! Gosh!" Hilary rasped, licking her lips.

"Don't be mean, Hilary. My other tit is crying for attention too. Don't you see you are creating sibling rivalry. Come on," Dianne held her other tit up."

"Damn, I hope my husband doesn't walk in on us," Hilary rasped and reached for both of Dianne's dark, prominent tits. She dipped her face to the second and snaked her tongue around the nipple. She was more confident now, and really into it. She worked it with her lips and tongue and got the nipple all stiff. Then she turned to the first one and ate it again. Then she ate them both, pulling her lips off them with loud pops. Dianne was gasping and moaning away.

"Oh damn! Lick my tits. Lemme feel that tongue all over them."

"how the hell am I supposed to lick all those two big mountains," Hilary teased and dove into them. She licked the tits and the valley between them, her hot, roving tongue leaving a wet trail. 

"Get the undersides too. They're itching for that precious lil tongue," Dianne held them up and Hilary craned her neck to get at them. She licked and sucked away. She was really beginning to like popping her lips off them and Dianne liked it too. She had to stifle her squeals.

Finally, Hilary pulled back, and gazed at Dianne's wet, stiff nipples.

"Damn! Thanks Hil. Want me to return the favor!"

"No!" Hilary squealed, backing off. "tell me, are you a lesbian?"

"What the fuck would I be doing with a Nigga then?"

"But, I mean, I have never done this kind of thing before."

"You are such a prude, Hilary But I will take care of that. I like to have fun with girls sometimes."

"And, how far have you gone?"

"That's for me to know and for you to find out," Dianne winked naughtily at her. 

Dianne pulled on the disco top and her nipples were poking prominently through the material. Hilary pinched them again. When Dianne asked her to close the zipper at the back of her tight longs, Hilary's hands came in contact with her her thick, soft ass cheeks. The white woman felt thrills coursing through her body. Dianne wriggled her ass naughtily against her hands. Hilary smacked both her cheeks.

Dianne went through Hilary's wardrobe and picked out an elegant, short, tight, backless black evening dress and a tiny black thong. Hilary felt very self conscious, as she gazed at herself in the mirror. She looked hot in the dress. It was glued to her like a second skin, showing off her medium sized tits to their best advantage.

"I think I look fat in it," Hilary pouted critically. "Look at my big ass!"

"Big ass! Then what do you call mine!"

"Huge!"

"My boyfriend calls it Lethal Weapon 2," Dianne laughed and patted Hilary#s ass softly and said,

"Oh don't give me that dumb white girl "My ass is too big shit!!!! Girl, you got a hot booty. I hate those flat booty white chicks. Lets do the flat booty test."

"What's that?"

"Hold up," Dianne picked up a stereo remote control. "Pull up your skirt."

"What"

"Don't be shy, I saw everything already, remember?" The black girl pulled up Hilary's hem and pulled a cheek to the side, revealing the thong that was lodged in the crack. She then slid the remote into the crack, placing the long, narrow edge against the thong and let the cheek go. The remote was clamped between the cheeks.

"Look, its stuck in there. Now walk."

"Gosh! You are unbelievable" Hilary giggled and walked. She took five steps before the remote fell.

"Now, do it to me," Dianne pulled her cheeks apart and Hilary placed the remote in her crack. It was held firmly in place. Dianne walked around with it, rolling her ass. Then she hopped up and down five times before it finally fell down.

The girls rolled with laughter. 

"Lets get ready to rumble baby!"

Chapter 2: Salsa Nights

When they came out, the guys were both impressed. Both women kept an eye on their respective men, and saw the lustful eyes they both received. Hilary was excited to see that Jay was definitely impressed with her, even though he had such a hot, younger girl.

The four of them hit the Salsa place. Rob couldn't dance much, and he decided to hang out at the bar. Hilary was also like, "I don't know how to dance to salsa," but Dianne said,

"So what? Neither do I. But we are hot, so we'll just shake our hot asses and get all the dicks hard."

She pulled Hilary onto the dance floor and the girls danced together.

Jay was kind of bored with Rob. He was constantly talking about work and his pending promotion like he already had it in the bag. Jay was good at his work and he liked it, but at the end of the day, all he wanted was to earn money. However, Rob's whole life seemed to evolve around work. He was glad when the girls returned and rescued him. 

Hilary felt jealous as she noticed the physical intimacy between the black couple Jay seemed to always have a hand on Dianne's ass. He just loved those big balloons and could not stop fondling and stroking them. They were always chatting and giggling and kissing whilst she and Rob stood passively and stiffly next to each other. Public display of affection had never been their thing. She didn't want it at the office, they never did it elsewhere.

Dianne dragged jay onto the floor and she started hitting raunchy moves, bumping and grinding to the salsa. Like a true blue cock tease, she was gyrating her hips and making her ass shake, rattle and pop, all over his dick. Jay's dick got hard in his pants and she ground her ass harder on it.

When they returned to the bar, Jay had a stiff time walking, because of his long, hard stiffie. 

Dianne took Hilary's hand and put it Jay's. She whispered to Hilary,

"I got his dick hard and I want it kept that way. Tease him, rub it on him baby..."

She winked and pushed them on the floor. Hilary felt very self conscious at first and she was blushing at the handsome black man. Jay slid an arm around her waist, pulled her close and led the way. As their hips rubbed together, Hilary felt Jay's hard cock and stiffened.




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 07



"Shit, sorry about that but it was fucking Dianne. She literary raped me when we danced..." he said in her ear, almost blushing.

"Your girlfriend is one naughty girl," Hilary chuckled dirtily. She did not pull away from Jay but put her hands on his upper arms feeling the light pressure of his cock on her belly. It was attracting her pussy like a magnet. Since he was wearing a short sleeved t-shirt, her palms were on his bare, muscular upper arms. Dianne gazed at them and even in the disco lights, she was aroused from the contrast in their skin tones. Jay gazed over at Dianne and Rob. He was seated and Diane was dancing in front of him.

Jay returned his full attention to the white MILF. He placed both hands around her waist and stroked her lightly. Hilary shivered. She liked the feel of his big hands around her. They were so strong, and she felt a desire to do whatever they wanted her to. She smiled at him shyly, His hands stroked up and down her back firmly. She started stroking his arms, tracing his bulging muscles. She liked feeling feeling his hot flesh under her palms. As he pulled her closer, she leaned into his muscular body, putting her tits on his chest and letting him carry her weight. She took a quick glance and was glad to see that her husband and Dianne were obstructed from view by the many dancers. Then she laid her head on his powerful chest, inhaling his Deo, mixed with a musky, male smell. She felt the heat of his body, and she purred. His hands were now roaming up and down her back and they felt so good. She closed her eyes and laid a hand on his chest and started stroking it, tracing his muscles.

The song ended and the next began. They remained on the dance floor Jay worked his hands down her back and stroked her hips. She rubbed her face into his chest like she wanted to burrow it in. cupped her cheeks. Dianne rubbed her face into his chest and he started stroking her cheeks.

"Dianne told me that you passed the test," Jay suddenly said into her ear.

"Oh gosh, she told you," Hilary gasped, blushing. Then she shrugged and chuckled, "I only managed five steps though."

"2 steps is the minimum requirement," he said. "Well done." He surprised her by kissing her cheek. His thick lips sent electricity sizzling through her body. "Yunno, I love to look at that ass in the office..." he chuckled and she felt his deep voice vibrating through his chest.

Diane slid her arms around his waist and pressed her breasts into his powerful chest. He felt so manly, she liked feeling the heat of his body. He seemed to like her ass, because he was now literary cupping her cheeks. Hilary wriggled her hips closer, feeling his hard manhood. She was glad Dianne had gotten him hard. It thrilled her to feel his hard, man meat pressing along the length of her excited sex. 

He started rolling his hips as he lightly stroked her butt making her move and roll it. The friction of his hard cock on her pussy was exquisite. Hilary thought that if he rubbed it any harder, she would cumm. Jay was going crazy, feeling the heat of her cunt through the clothes that separated them. She was definitely pushing it on him now. He glanced over at her husband and his girlfriend. She saw him.

"Can he see us?" she asked.

"No, he is looking at Dianne's ass."

"Good girl," she giggled dirtily.

"Lets go around the corner though. I don't want some white cracker going at me..." Jay chuckled and maneuvered them to a part of the floor that was obstructed from the bar. 

With the heat and the movements of the multitude of dancers around them, Jay sank his fingers into her ass and pulled her cunt onto his cock. It was like everyone else ceased to exist for the two of them. Jay dipped his face to hers, and Hilary felt his thick, dark lips close around them, sucking them in. His lips were like big, soft wet cushions. Her senses reeled and she remained passive. Her heart was thudding. She couldn't be doing this. She was a married woman, and her husband was just around the corner, a few meters away. But it felt so natural that Jay was kissing her whilst their bodies ground together. Even as she was trying to gather her thoughts, she realized that her body was responding, pressing hungrily against him as he ground his cock into her. 

"Oh Jay, shouldn't we stop this," she moaned into his ear as he pulled back.

"You want me, don't you?"

"Yes, but..."

She was cut off as his lips closed over hers again. He kissed her aggressively, possessively. He sucked her tongue into his mouth, then his tongue slid over hers, into her mouth. He shoved it, in feeling her mouth. His tongue slithered and rolled over hers, forcing it to dance. He felt the white woman shudder and moan into his mouth in sweet surrender. Then she was sucking and chewing on his tongue. As he sank his fingers into her ass cheeks and kneaded them like dough, her kisses became voracious 

Hilary could not believe that she was dry humping a black man she hardly knew on the dance floor But there she was, doing it, rubbing her cunt on a black cock, right on the dance floor, and feeling the most exquisite sensations in her pussy, which were driving her insane with lust. She snaked an arm around his powerful neck and pulled him down to her face as she sucked on his thick lips and licked them greedily. He ground his cock harder and harder into her. She pushed herself up on her tip toes to get the pressure right where she needed it, on her excited, engorged clit. 

"o-oo-o-o-o!!!" Hilary cried, sharp electrical currents ripping through her cunt. She parted her legs to press her sensitive clit harder into his cock. He ground his dick even harder into her. Whether or not by design, she didn't know, but his big hand slid to wedge between her cheeks and it felt so exquisite as he stroked her crack firmly, like his hand belonged there. 

Hilary felt an overwhelming lust that made her not give a damn where she was. There was an incensing heat in her loins. She snaked and hooked her leg around his, pressing her clit solidly against his cock ad grinding her hips with all her might. 

"That's a wonderful new form of Salsa there," a guy with a strong Latin American accent said into their ears.

"Fuck off!" Hilary cussed and ignored him as he laughed and was dragged to his girlfriend, who pressed her cunt into his cock, making him forget about them instantly.

Jay yanked her lips back to his and reclaimed them devouring them. Hilary devoured his mouth right back and jammed her hand down his pants, grabbing his bare ass cheek and sinking her talons in it. His hand shoved her dress up and claimed her bare ass cheeks, cupping them both and squeezing. She humped his dick frenziedly, getting all these wonderful, maddening sensations in her clit. She was rushing closer and closer...

"Ah fuck, Hilary. I would never have guessed that you were such a hot, horny white bitch!" Jay gasped.

"Oh fuck yeah Jay! I am your bitch baby! Make me your nigger whore!!!" The words escaped her before she could stop them. 

Then her pussy was exploding like a hand grenade, all over his dick, right on the dance floor It was like a hefty explosion ripped through her crotch. And millions of lights exploded in her head, threatening to knock her unconscious.

She held on to Jay, digging her fingers into his muscles as as she came hard on his cock. He continued dry humping her. She moaned sweetly, eyes jammed shut as her body shuddered and her hips kept on jerking violently.

They danced to another song, arms wrapped tightly around each other, as she recovered from her daze. One could have asked her,

"Who are you? Where are you?" and she would have responded,

"I don't know and I don't fucking care."

Jay then led her back to the others. She kept her hand inside the back of his pants, grabbing on to his ass until they had almost cleared the dance floor 

The four of them stayed at the bar, drinking. Dianne managed to drag Rob onto the dance floor, but he seemed to mostly stand still whilst she got her groove on and put it on him. Jay and Hilary leaned close to each other, watching, and laughing at how Dianne's raw, sexy moves seemed to be making Rob nervous. It was like he wanted it, but could not take it. He kept glancing around at all the people around them, who didn't give a fuck about him, no way.

"You have one hot girlfriend over there. Gosh, I feel guilty about what we did..." Hilary said in Jay's ear, but she had no regret on her face. Her eyes were filled with lust as she gazed at the dark man.

"Don't worry about Dianne. If she didn't like you, you couldn't even smile at me, yunno."

"And you? Do you like me?"

He glanced quickly at Rob, who was looking the other way. He leaned in and kissed Hilary. "Does that answer you?"

"I really like you too."

"And you haven't seen me naked yet," he laughed.

"Gosh, now I am scared."

"Of the black snake or what?"

"Gosh, you are as raw as your girlfriend," she laughed.

After several more drinks, Dianne dragged Hilary to the floor and danced with her. The young black woman took the mature white wife in her arms and gyrated her hips against hers, pushing them thick tits into hers. Hilary felt decidedly excited. 

"By the way Hilary, thanks for earlier on. My nipples are still hard, feel that?" 

"Of course."

"Are the guys watching?"

"No, they are not."

"Good!" so saying, Dianne squashed her lips into Hilary's and gobbled them up in her big, soft lush ones. She chewed on them. Hilary felt woozy and moaned into her mouth. Dianne then gently penetrated her with her tongue. She explored her mouth, licking her gums and the insides of her cheeks, and then inviting her tongue to a dance. Hilary moaned and their tongues danced together in her mouth. The kiss seemed to last an eternity. Finally, Dianne pulled back, winked at her and continued dancing, like nothing had ever happened.

Later on, when they went to the rest room, Dianne pulled her into a stall. The black woman pushed the white woman against the wall, jammed her thigh between hers and kissed her again, aggressively She sucked her lips then her tongue into her mouth and sucked and slurped away. Then she invaded her with tongue and the y kissed deeply. Hilary found herself grinding her cunt against her thigh and kissing her back as she grabbed her big tits and squeezed them. They moaned and gasped away until someone started banging on the door.

"I need the bathroom you fucking dikes."

They giggled and walked out.

As she sat besides her husband in the car, on the way back home, Hilary could not believe all the events that had taken place that evening.

She almost felt like she was in a movie, about someone else far removed from her. She could not believe that she had done such wild things.

Suddenly, she found herself regretting that her husband was around. Oh how she wished that he had been away on business when these two visited.

 By the time they left, they were all plastered. Jay had acquired some dope at the club, so the four of them had several kick ass joints when they got home. Hilary and Rob then showed their guests to their room and retired into their bedroom. Hilary literary fell over Rob and they made hectic, wild, passionate love. Rob could not remember his wife being so daring and so horny. They fucked their brains out. As they finally lay back in bed, covered in sweat, they heard Dianne moaning sweetly from next door. The two young blacks seemed to go at it for an eternity. Hilary pretended to fall asleep in Rob's arms, but she started wishing she was a fly on the wall in the black couple's room, seeing them go at it. She could just imagine that fireworks were exploding. As she heard Dianne moaning and screaming frenziedly, seemingly having yet another orgasm, she felt so horny and so jealous. She wished she were laying in the next room, right between the two of them, getting it on with both of them. As she heard Rob snoring besides her, Hilary quietly reached between her thighs and hooked a finger over her clit. She frigged herself to a quiet orgasm. It wasn't even difficult to do. All she had to do was fantasize about black meat. Jay's thick cock, which had felt whilst dancing with him, or Dianne's thick tits and even thicker butt cheeks. Mmmmm.

Chapter 3: Having Hilary

The following morning, Rob and Hilary had an altercation. The two of them had been invited to a pool side grill at the house of a close mate of his. Several hot shots from around town would be there. Rob wanted them to go without their visitors. Hilary said that was plain inhospitable.

"Well, come on, you know how folks around here are."

"Come on, they are nice and friendly people..."

"All the same, you know how they are. This is like a closed function. People might not take kindly to them."

"So what! They are just ignorant...." Hilary paused for a few seconds. "Like I was. But now I am glad I met them..."

"All the same..."

"If they don't come, I wont either. I will stay with them and show them around town a bit."

"No! We promised that we would both turn up. Don't forget loads of influential people will be there. We gotta go there and make contacts..."

"Yeah right," Hilary thought to herself. "You just wanna have me as the pretty bitch hanging on your elbow and smiling whilst you make contacts. And you don't want them to think you associate with Niggers..." Though they had initially made the plan together, Hilary suddenly thought that was pretty fucked up. However, she didn't voice her opinion. 

Hilary and Rob had breakfast with their guests and then said they had to attend a work function, and the two blacks could take a swim and have anything they wanted in the house. Before they left, Jay got Hilary all alone and said to her, 

"Well, maybe you can come back a bit earlier and hang out with us, and have some fun."

Hilary started blushing profusely.

"I mean, only if you really want," he finished, stroked her chin for a second and turned and walked away, in his confident gait.

Hilary shivered. She still couldn't believe what she had been up to the previous night. But she felt no regret. She felt some embarrassment, shock and utter disbelief. But the overwhelming feelings were excitement and arousal. And this really scared her.

They left around mid day.

After hobnobbing with the familiar crowd for a while, Hilary was simply bored shit less. She had a foul taste in her mouth and kept knocking her drinks down till she was feeling tipsy. She felt like she was just fed up, and didn't know why. 

She made an excuse that her head was aching and returned home. Rob didn't mind, he was sucking up to their boss big time. Hilary kissed him bye and watched him rush to grab glasses of wine for the boss and his wife, who had superfluous, high pitched laugh that she just couldn't stand. She called a taxi and rode back home, feeling excited.

Hilary paid the cab and walked into the house. Jay and Dianne were nowhere in sight. She heard them splashing around at the pool. She removed her shoes and walked to the pool area. It was surrounded by a tall hedge which shielded it from view. Hilary decided to tip toe to the hedge and peek in. 

She was shocked to see Jay laying on a deck chair, naked, as Dianne swam in the pool, also butt naked. The black woman looked like a dark fish moving smoothly through the water, hardly raising a wave. 

Hilary watched her as the young, black woman climbed out of the pool, water cascading off her dark, fabulous body as she took the steps. The white woman's eyes were glued to the dark, bald pussy between the juicy, silky thighs. Dianne was shaved clean and she had a thick, fat mound. Hilary felt excited.

Dianne stood over Jay, who gazed lustfully at his girlfriend as she toweled herself. 

Jay's thighs were pressed together, hiding his cock. His pubes were shaved smooth, and looked satiny. 

"What's up, Mamacita?" he greeted his girlfriend in his deep, dark voice, a lecherous smile cracking his dark features. 

"Where is the dick at, Nigga?" she answered in a thick, horny, honey laced voice.

"Where's the pussy at?"

Dianne sat down on the deck chair next to his and slowly let her thighs fall apart. Jay and the eavesdropping white wife found themselves looking into her shaved pussy. Her mound was silky, a shade darker than the rest of her body. Her pussy lips were even darker, and they were long, hanging like the lips of a purse. Dianne had been told by her Grandma to pull them when she was still a lil kid. That was great advice too, coz she had discovered that men loved to see her lil purse swallow up their cocks. And they loved the way they wrapped around their dicks, looking like flaps. Gazing at them dark lips, plus catching a peek of the pink-reddish gash they guarded, Hilary's mouth watered.

"Now, show me your black snake, Nigga!" Dianne teased.

Jay slowly parted his thighs. His dick was a sharp, sexy contrast to the white towel on which he was lying. It was uncut, fat, long and had a thick, round head. It wasn't 12" long and fat like a cola bottle, but both women watching were not at all disappointed In fact, Hilary felt the heat rush to her chicks. She had never imagined that it could be so exciting to look at a black cock. 

As Dianne gazed at the African cock with her lust filled eyes, it seemed to twitch with a life of its own. Jay's brow knitted slightly with concentration and his dick rose several inches in the air, and then he let it slowly descend to the towel.

"Yeah, Jay. That's talent right there," Dianne laughed. "bet you're thinking of that white ho, ain't ya!"

"Fuck off, bitch. You the one that was really cumming on to her last night. Bet if we hadn't been there, you'd have been eating that white pussy till daylight."

"Hell fucking yeah. But don't try to change the subject here. You wanna fuck her, dontcha?"

"Dontcha?"

"Of course, I do..." Dianne laughed dirtily. "Roll a motherfucking joint."

As Jay started rolling a joint whilst Dianne mixed them new drinks, Hilary sneaked away quietly. She went back into the house, feeling hot around the neck, cheeks and chest. On one hand she was shocked about the explicit conversation she had just heard. However, it flattered her and thrilled her to know that the two sexy young blacks had the hots for her. The fact that they obviously thought her husband was a dick didn't even bother her. In fact, it pleased her.

"fuck that jerk!" she sneered as she dropped her clothes. Hilary was feeling adventurous and excited like never before. She dropped her clothes and took out a tiny, thong bikini. It was white. However, when it got wet, it became almost completely transparent. She only ever wore it when she was alone at home. Indeed, she even blushed as she slid the tiny thongs up her thighs and felt the gusset ease over her shaved cunt. 

She slid into high heeled slippers, knocked down a couple of shots for courage and then made her way to the pool, carrying a glass and bottles of Martini and lemon.

She walked onto the pool area. Jay and Dianne looked up at her. They were surprised, but caught themselves quickly. They were fast on their feet. They made no move to hide their nakedness. They simply smiled at her and greeted her warmly. Hilary made an effort not to look at their genitals as she returned their greetings.

"Hi baby," Dianne said, patting a spot next to her on the deck chair. "We decided to skinny dip, hope you don't mind. I mean, we are all grown folks. Baby, that outfit is hot, turn around with it girl..."

Hilary blushed, but she turned around. She heard Jay gasp and Dianne smacked her ass and pulled her onto the chair next to her. 

They chatted as they drank and smoked weed. The naked black couple were so nonchalant about their nakedness that Hilary almost overlooked it. But she couldn't stop stealing glances at their bodies. She also noticed them gazing at her body, only they didn't bother to hide it. As the weed and the alcohol got her so high, Hilary felt excited and horny. She found herself hoping that her husband would take his time getting back home.




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 07



At one point, Jay and Dianne grabbed a shrieking, giggling Hilary and dumped her in the pool. They jumped in to join her and swam around with her, splashing water at each other and giggling. Soon, the two women ganged up on Jay. He grabbed them one after the other dunked them. Finally, all three climbed out. Hilary's bikini might as well not have existed. Her shaved cunt was peeking lewdly thorough her tight, transparent gusset.

"Damn girl, that bikini is hot!" Dianne exclaimed, resting her palm on Hilary's ass.

"What bikini!" Jay laughed.

"Don't listen to the pervert. Make yourself useful and roll a joint whilst me and Hilary here greet each other properly," Dianne said and sat down on a deckchair, pulling Hilary onto her lap.

Hilary was feeling all woozy, from the alcohol, the weed and the wild excitement that was gripping her. She slid into Dianne's lap and felt the black girl's fingers flutter all over her skin, like soft, tantalizing, butterfly wings. Dianne cupped a breast and and an ass cheek, as she kissed the back of Hilary's neck.

Hilary turned to face her and Dianne's thick lips engulfed hers. Memories of their hot kisses from the previous night came alive. Then Dianne's tongue invaded her mouth as the black girl stroked her cheeks. Hilary kissed her back hungrily, grinding her cunt into the black girl#s belly. Hilary was so excited that her pussy was dripping like a river. 

As they kissed, she felt Dianne's hand slide between her thighs and cup her pussy. Suddenly, Hilary baulked. She wanted it more than anything else, but she couldn't do it. She grabbed Dianne's hand and said, "No! Please stop it Dianne. I cant!"

Dianne snorted and dropped her on her back on the deckchair, sliding on top of her. She grabbed Hilary by the throat.

"Fuck that Hilary. You know you want me and my man, you horny white bitch! And we want you too. Ain't nothing going on here but fucking. Now act your age bitch!" Dianne told her, as she forced her body between Hilary's thighs.

"Stop it Dianne, please. Jay!!!...." Hilary begged frantically. "My husband..."

"Fuck that cracker bitch! We are serving lunch and black meat is on the menu..." Dianne told her, pressing her down firmly. 

She felt the black woman's palm close over her pussy, cupping her womanhood through her soaked panties. Dianne rubbed the ball of her hand so tantalizingly over her sensitized, dripping pussy. Dianne saw Jay's big, dark hands ease the bra cups off her tits and engulf them. He rolled her pink nipples between his dark thumbs and fingers and pulled on them. Hilary shuddered mightily and moaned.

"Here baby, eat a white milk shaker." Jay offered Dianne a thick, pink nipple to feed on. Hilary's eyes were wide open as she gazed at Dianne descend on her tit. The thick, soft lips engulfed her nipple into hot wetness. Dianne snaked her pink tongue around the rock hard, excited nipple and Hilary felt sharp, tantalizing sensations. Then Jay's face joined his girlfriends and the two blacks feasted on her tits. Dianne's long, strong fingers slid in under her gusset and she stroked her wet cunt, making her hips jerk violently. Then the young black girl penetrated her white pussy. Hilary nearly leaped off the deck chair as if she had just received a sharp, electrical bolt to her loins. But the two held her down and feasted on her breasts.

Hilary gazed mesmerized at their dark mouths that were devouring her. As Dianne's fingers screwed their way deeper into her cunt, Hilary found herself spreading her thighs and pushing her hips up. Dianne pulled her digits out and held them up. They were wet, shining with the white wife's juices.

"Damn! The bitch is so wet!" Dianne licked her fingers and moaned with relish. "Mmmmm! She taste good too."

"Damn! Get more of them white pussy juices and lemme have a taste..." Jay said.

Dianne obliged. Hilary groaned as she was finger fucked a couple of times, then Dianne fed her boyfriend her pussy juice coated fingers. Jay licked the fingers clean.

"Shit! Lemme go straight to the source Nigga! I'm about to eat that white pussy!"

"Yeah, eat her out. You want that, don't you Hilary. Want my girlfriend to bury her pretty black face between them pale thighs, huh!"

"No! I don't!" Hilary gasped and they both laughed at her blatant lie. Jay grabbed her thighs and raised them, forcing them apart as Dianne kissed her way down Hilary's body. Dianne pulled her thongs off and gazed at Hilary's shaved cunt. Her pink lips were engorged and puffed up with arousal and she was so wet she was leaking onto the deck chair.

"Fuck, look how horny this bitch is. Mmmmm. I gotta taste this!"

Dianne slapped Hilary's pussy loudly. She repeated it, making her yelp several times. Then the pretty black face descended down on her cunt. Jay grabbed Hilary and raised her head so she had a splendid view of Dianne dipping down to her pussy. 

The black girl winked up at Hilary and then her long, gleaming tongue was tracing the white woman's soaked gash. She felt it flutter gently, lightly all along her sensitive crease, making her hips twitch. She felt the hot breath on her genitals. Then Dianne opened her mouth and took the whole cunt in, engulfing Hilary in a hot, soft wetness. She moaned deeply around Hilary, and then her tongue was lapping up her juices hungrily. 

Hilary's hips were hit by violently spasms as Dianne ate her greedily, moaning and groaning and slurping away loudly as she drilled her tongue deeper and deeper into the leaking pussy. . Dianne ate her out with such a voracious appetite that Hilary simply went mad.

"Ah yessss! Yesss!!!!" Hilary found herself moaning as her hips pumped of their own accord.

"you like that huh! You horny white wife..." Jay laughed and dipped his face to Hilary. He devoured her mouth ad invaded it with his tongue. She drowned in the sweet kiss of his thick, black lips. She slid her arms around his neck, pulling him tightly to her as she kissed him back whilst Dianne fed herself on her cunt. 

Dianne buried three digits into her pussy and finger fucked her ferociously as she started sucking on her thick, engorged clit. The white woman went wild and her hips started bucking. She ground her clit against Dianne's tongue as the black girl sent her into a prolonged orgasm. 

Jay knelt over Hilary and dropped his large cock onto her forehead. It felt so hot against her skin and so heavy. Hilary shuddered and automatically reached for it and wrapped her palm around it. She pulled her head back and gazed at the black cock in her palm in fascination. She couldn't believe she was at her pool, palming a big, black dick whilst a black woman ate her pussy.

"Oh fuck! This is crazy!" Hilary gasped and pulled the cock to her mouth. She pulled the foreskin back and the thick, shiny bulbous head filled her vision. The pungent smell of his maleness invaded her nostrils, hitting her like a kick ass potent drug. Her sense reeled and her mouth watered.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Hilary cooed. Jay rubbed his spongy cock head against her cheeks and all over her face. Hilary shivered and moaned softly. Hilary stuck her tongue out and started licking the big, black cock that was all in her face. She sucked on the dark stem, feeling it throb against her lips. 

"Damn! That's good Hil," Jay groaned, loving the greed and hunger with which Hilary was going down on him. "Open up your mouth baby and take this big Nigga dick in your mouth!"

"Oh yes! Stuff that big nigger dick in my mouth!" Hilary moaned and pulled the head to her mouth and engulfed it greedily. She pushed her head at him, taking in as much of his pole as she could. As her mouth stretched to accommodate his girth, it suddenly hit Hilary that she had a mouth full of black dick, and she loved it. 

All it took was one more flick of Dianne's tongue and she was cumming again. She moaned out around Jay's dick as her hips bucked violently. Her orgasm was violent. It was like a rapture that threatened to blow her brains out.

But Jay and Dianne did not give the white wife any kind of slack. Jay grabbed two handfuls of her long, dark hair and started fucking her mouth. He was in no rush, he fucked her nice and slow, letting her feel every single inch sliding in and out of her mouth. Dianne had four fingers 

"Oh yes! That's it Jay. Fuck that pretty white face with that big black cock. Feed the white ho black cock straight like that!"

Dianne was now kneeling, with four fingers buried up Hilary's pussy and her thumb hooked over the clit. She finger fucked the white wife hard and fast as she tweaked on her nipples, whilst she encouraged her boyfriend to stuff the pretty, wide pink lips full of black cock.

Hilary felt incensed. She clamped her lips tightly around Jay's dick and damn near sucked the skin off his dick. She was so hungry for his throbbing black meat. She wanted to ingest his essence. Jay was glad to feed her carnal hunger. He fucked her mouth, his thrusts getting harder and deeper. He pushed his cock past the back of her throat and Hilary gurgled and sputtered suddenly. Jay and Dianne laughed.

"Fuck Jay, I said fuck the bitch, not fucking kill her." Dianne laughed, slapping Jay's rearing cock as Hilary blushed, gasping and stroking her sore throat. "Lemme teach you how to deep throat a big, black cock, you lil white slut!" Dianne kept her hand up Hilary's cunt as she pulled Jay by the cock to her face.

Hilary raised herself up on her elbows watching the black girl go down on her man whilst frigging her at the same time. The white wife rolled her hips as she gazed intently. 

Dianne was well acquainted with Jay's cock, obviously. She engulfed him in her mouth, and held Hilary's eyes as she started bobbing her head. The thick lips rode up and down the black stem, making more and more of it disappear. Jay grabbed the back of Dianne's head and pulled her to his hips as he sank his pole into her mouth.

When he reached the back of her throat, Dianne swallowed, and then she deep throated him. Then she pushed him inside and started fucking him with her constricting throat. She grabbed Jay's balls, squeezed and rolled them as she pulled him deeper and deeper inside.

Hilary couldn't believe it as Dianne's lips reached jay's shaved crotch. The whole damn dick was out of sight now, but not out of mind. Dianne's gaping mouth grinned around Jay's cock. Then she pushed her tongue out and started licking Jay's balls.

"Oh fu-u-u-u-u-u-ck!!!" Jay groaned, his hips shaking. He started fucking her mouth in earnest. Dianne made loud gurgling sounds like a turkey as Jay used her mouth. She finally pulled back, pulling her lips off his cock with a loud smack. She gasped for breath.

"Fuck, ain't nothing like deep throating a big Nigga dick..."

"Show me how to do it..." Hilary gasped, feeling excited. 

Jay was soon feeling like he was in heaven. His girl and the white wife were both kneeling on the deck chair, sharing his cock. At first, Dianne was teaching Hilary how to relax her throat muscles and take the thick cock in without sputtering. Hilary almost felt like she was at an academic seminar. She was fully concentrated, as she pulled the black dick into her mouth and felt it slowly enter her throat. She was sure she would be split by it. She couldn't believe it when it entered her throat and started sinking in deeper and deeper. She felt elated and so proud of herself. She almost wished her husband and her parents could see her doing her whole family, town and race proud, deep throating a big, fat Nigga dick. She was so sure they would or should have been so proud of her.

Dianne grabbed her by the back of the neck and pumped her head up and down.... "Yeah, that's it white girl, relax that throat and take that big dick down there where it belongs. You're doing good. Damn! Jay! Ain't she a natural born slut for black cock...."

"Oh fuck, this shit is good. Suck my balls baby..."

Dianne went down and sucked on his balls whilst Hilary proudly fucked his bursting cock with her throat. The white woman's face was beaming with pride and her stretched mouth was smiling.

"Don't be greedy bitch. Lemme have some of that big Nigga dick!" Dianne said, slapping Hilary's head like a tag team. 

The two girls held up the long cock and licked and sucked on it, passing it back and forth. Their eye met and the girls giggled. Their faces drew together and their lips met. They kissed each other with carnal hunger. Then Dianne deep throated it whilst Hilary went down to the thick, dangling black balls. She felt so excited, knowing they were full of Jay's black cumm. She felt a carnal lust for thick, creamy, salty cumm.

Jay was always proud of the fact that he could fuck for ages without cumming. However, the horny, double stimulation was driving him mad. Dianne realized that her spouse was close to cumming. She loved drinking his babies. However, she was a considerate girl...

"Jay, why don't you reward our fine host. Stuff that black cock down her throat and shoot her full of your Nigga babies."

Jay did it too. Hilary felt four hands grab her head firmly and then Jay was fucking her stretched mouth frenziedly. He banged his cock into her. Hilary felt woozy. He fucked her face dizzy and his cock seemed to be growing larger, harder, impossibly. She thought her mouth would burst. Bubbles were forming at the corners of her mouth and his cock was making wet, loud squelches as it pummeled her. She held on to his dark hips and held her mouth open.

"Ah, fuck yeah...." Jay groaned and then his dick exploded in her mouth.

His cumm seemed to spurt into her mouth in thick, angry torrents that threatened to drown her. Hilary sucked all she could, but more cumm kept pouring in. She started coughing and sputtering. Jay pulled his cock out and shot more angry spurts at her forehead, cheeks, neck and tits. Hilary fell on her back, coughing and gasping.

Dianne grabbed the dick, giggling and milked it, letting the rest of the cumm drip all over Hilary's body.

"Yeah, Jay, anoint the white bitch!!! That's it! Welcome to the black cock league, white bitch! Now rub in that black man's cumm like lotion."

Chapter 4: Hilary's black treat

The three of them smoked a joint and had some drinks. Hilary's head was reeling. She could not believe what she had just done and how much she had just loved it. She never even lost one thought on her husband.

After catching their breath, Dianne kissed Hilary and said, "turn about is fair play... Lets get freaky whilst the Nigga gets his batteries recharged."

Dianne rolled on her back and pulled Hilary on top of her, wrapping her arms and legs around the white woman. She kissed her passionately. Then she pushed her face down to her tits, holding them up to feed her. Hilary sucked and licked the big, black creamy orbs eagerly. She couldn't get enough of them. She made them so wet with her saliva. 

Dianne eased Hilary's face downwards and she licked the dark belly and tongued the navel eagerly. She left a blazing wet trail on the dark skin. However, she became hesitant as she reached the black woman's shaved mons.

"What's the matter. Scared of the black pussy?"

"I, I, I have never done it before. With a girl, I mean..." Hilary blushed.

"Don't worry, mama will teach you baby girl. Move to the side so my Nigga can see you go down on that black cunt..."

Dianne raised and parted her thighs, leaving the white woman staring straight at her bald, fat, black pussy. She reached between her legs and pulled her long, dark, gleaming lips apart. Hilary gazed at the alluring black cunt as her nostrils were hit by the intoxicating smell that made her mouth just dribble. 

"Kiss it like a mouth. Smooch my pussy baby..." 

Hilary felt scared but exhilarated as she dipped and met another woman's pussy with her lips for the first time in her life. She kissed Dianne's pussy tentatively. Hilary shivered as her tongue made contact. The taste hit her buds sharply, making her moan and salivate. She loved it. She opened her mouth and welcomed Dianne's cunt. She loved the taste. She smiled up at Dianne and tongue kissed her pussy lovingly. 

Then she smeared her lips and tongue into the bald, dark vulva and licked and sucked and slurped away. She was so excited her face was beaming and he breath came in rasps. She dove into Dianne's honey pot and wriggled her tongue into her hot fuck hole. She bobbed her head up and down fucking her pussy with her tongue like it was a little cock.

Dianne loved it all, stroking her long blond hair and telling her to eat her black pussy good. She tried to follow Dianne's instructions, but her carnal hunger made it difficult.

"Watch the teeth baby. Yeah, ease that tongue in there... AH!!! Yes! Suck on my pussy. Suck the piss out of my pussy. Yeah. Dig in deep with that tongue... Ah fuck! You're a natural talent. Yes!!! Slide it in deeper. Lick around. Oh yes! Oh my fucking gosh!!! That's it!"

Dianne was aroused by now. She pushed her onto her back and straddled Hilary's face. She sat on her and fed her pussy, grinding it into her lips. Hilary ate her with an appetite and made Dianne cumm all over her tongue. 

Her tongue slipped into Dianne's crack and Dianne gasped sharply. As Hilary tried to go back up to the pussy, Dianne grabbed her by the hair and said, "No you don't. Finish what you started. Lick my hole!" 

Dianne started frigging her clit as she pressed her hole against the white wife's mouth. Hilary licked and tongued her hole. She grabbed on to her hip and pumped her ass against her tongue, slithering it all around her crack and the dark, puckered hole. 

"Ah yes! Slide your tongue in there. That's it. Eat my ass!"

Hilary did it too, tongue fucking her hole till her tongue was aching. Dianne came even harder. Hilary was shocked as her face was squirted into by the heaving, gasping black girl.

"Fuck Jay, the bitch has earned your dick! You need to fuck this bitch real good, Nigga!"

So saying, Dianne dismounted and grabbed Hilary's thighs, pulling them up and pressing her knees into her chest.

"No! Get a condom please!" Hilary gasped....

"Fuck that. My Nigga is gonna bare back on you..."

"Yeah white bitch! You gonna get this dick raw!" Jay growled as he climbed between Hilary's thighs. His dick was hard, thick and long like a truncheon. He slapped Hilary's shaved cunt with it several times, making her yelp and shiver. Then he ran the thick head up and down her slit.

Hilary wanted to shout and scream for him not to enter her without protection. At the same time she wanted to scream at him to shove that big nigger cock all up in her twat and fuck the shit out of her.

Jay did not torture her long. He pushed his cock into her, burying it in to the hilt. Dianne cradled Hilary's head on her lap and held her up so she could see the dick that was filling her up so deliciously. Jay slowly pulled out halfway. His shaft was shiny with her juices.

"Look at my black dick up in your pussy, you white bitch! Look at me fucking you with my big Nigga cock!"

Jay started fucking her slowly, letting her relish every little bit.

Hilary could not believe that she was lying in a black woman's lap whilst her black boyfriend fucked her pussy with his large black cock. It felt so wonderful and she did not want it to stop. She fought to keep herself from screaming at him to fuck her senseless. 

She stifled her moans as Jay hooked her feet over his shoulders and fucked her pussy with deep, slow deliberate strokes. She could feel him touching every little part of her tunnel and it was driving her crazy. 

She loved it when he slid into her depths. She loved it when he filled her up. And she loved it when he pulled back. She simply loved every single part of his stroke. And when he started rolling his hips as if he was dancing in her pussy, she simply could not help cumming.




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 07



"Ah yes! Jay! I am cumming the whole time baby! Fuck me with that big nigger cock. Put it in me please!"

"She's begging for Nigga dick!" Dianne laughed. "What would your rich daddy say to that, white bitch! Fuck the white bitch darling. Dance in that white cunt!"

Jay pressed Hilary's thighs into her chest and leaned on her as he rode her cunt. He stepped up the pace and his cock plunged in and out of her with oiled precision. Hilary was soon cumming again. Jay pulled out and walked to her face. 

"Go on bitch! Taste your pussy off my dick...." he ordered, dangling his dick at her mouth. Hilary sucked on it greedily. She sucked him clean. Dianne went down on her tits. She grabbed them in her powerful hands and squeezed them as she feasted on her nipples whilst Jay fucked the white wife. Hilary went berserk. She started throwing her hips at Jay's cock whilst she grabbed Dianne's head and pressed her into her tits.

Jay started hitting the white pussy like a punching bag. 

"Ah yes! Fuck me senseless Jay. Shove that nigger dick in me! I want it so much! I love it!"

Jay was only too glad to oblige. He rammed his dick into her repeatedly. She went mad as she threw her hips up to welcome him into her hot, moist depths. She felt as if her pussy was on fire. A searing flame engulfed her loins and spread out to devour her whole body. She felt like the dick was fucking every single cell of her body.

"Ah fuck!!!!" Hilary threw her head back and screamed as a hefty orgasm shattered her. Jay stepped up the tempo and fucked her harder, sending her into a state of delirium. Hilary screamed and writhed and jerked violently as she went mad from the thorough black fucking. Finally, she fell back, spent, rasping for breath, her eyes glazing over.

"Damn! Dianne giggled. "You damn nearly killed the white bitch!" she slapped her boyfriend's cock playfully, then she pulled him to her lips and devoured him. She moaned, relishing the taste of Hilary's cunt. 

As Hilary regained her senses, Dianne was climbing astride her. The black girl lowered her soft body onto the white woman's she shoved her tits into her face as she wagged her ass at Jay in invitation.

Jay moved in like an old school vet and slapped Dianne's thick, abundant cheeks with his cock. He lodged his fat, excited dick head into her opening and Dianne lunged back at him, engulfing his dick into her tight, hot, oiled cunt.

Jay grabbed his girlfriend's curvy hips in his powerful hands and pumped her back and forth on his cock. Dianne was crying out and squeezing his cock with her cunt muscles as she rolled her hips round round. Hilary could feel Dianne's pleasure as she heard the loud, succulent slaps of of flesh hitting flesh. She grabbed both of Dianne's thick tits and fed hungrily on them as the black couple fucked lustily over her.

"Oh yes! Fuck my pussy Jay! Suck my tits Hilary! That's so good baby!"

Jay yanked Dianne's ripe, thick butt on his dick, slamming it hard into her. Dianne loved a nice, thorough fuck just like he loved delivering it. He fucked her hard till his brow was covered in sweat. He gazed down at his dark, thick pole jutting out of her black pussy and it inspired him to do it again. So, he drilled his girlfriend harder, until she started cumming. She reared and bucked like a wild horse....

"Oh yes Jay! Fuck me hard daddy. Send that dick bursting out through my back! Oh yes!" Hilary looked up into the black girl's face and Dianne's had a crazed look and her eyes were rolling back in their sockets. Hilary wrapped her arms around her and kissed her hard, feeling Jay jarring into her new found friend. 

Jay had them sixty nine, with Hilary on top. The girls licked each other like two black and white hardcore lesbians. He went to Dianne's face and stuck his cock up Hilary's pussy. Dianne felt so excited, looking up at her boyfriend cock all up in their white host's pussy.

"Oh yes baby! Fuck the bitch hard. Blow her fucking mind. Show her how dangerous a Nigga dick is!" Dianne encouraged him, licking the half of his cock that was jutting out. Jay fucked the stretched white pussy her hard. Hilary went mad, and Dianne had to press her cunt into her mouth to stifle her screams. Jay fucked her harder and finally pulled it out to feed Dianne his dark steak.

Then he walked around to Hilary's face and fucked Dianne's pussy. Hilary couldn't believe her eyes. She was less than an inch from a big black dick that was stretching out and filling a black pussy. The smell of sex filled her nostrils.

"Oh, this is so decadent and so filthy dirty. Please fuck her Jay. Fuck that black pussy good!" 

Jay delivered the dick up that pussy. His hips slapped into Dianne's as he thrust in and out of her dripping gash. Hilary felt so horny that she dipped her face and started devouring Dianne's bald, black pussy. When jay finally pulled out of Dianne and jammed his dick into her mouth, Hilary was in heaven. She sucked him greedily.

Jay finally came all over both chicks and they milked and sucked his dick dry.

They spent the rest of the afternoon at the pool, swimming, smoking and fucking.

"Fuck!" Hilary exclaimed. "You guys are bad news. I never had such wild sex in my life. Thanks for sharing, Dianne..."

"As long as you don't try to monopolize my man, you can come and have as much black dick and pussy as you want, you little white slut," Dianne replied and pulled the exhausted, white wife onto her lap.

"You mean like, I could come visit you guys?"

"Yeah bitch! Bring that white pussy over any time it needs thorough fucking."

Chapter 5: Plans for Rob

Rob remained at the pool party until rather late. By the time he got home, all three were sleeping. He was feeling very chaffed with himself, having been rubbing shoulders and ass licking some very important people from town all day. He was feeling kind of self important and horny and tried to get some play but his wife was sleeping like a log. When he tried to stroke her pussy, she winced and turned her back to him. 

Hilary was rather sad to see Jay and Dianne depart. Jay had finished his attachment so he would not be coming to the office. During the days that followed, she was in a daze as she relieved the horny afternoon of carnal lust. Her panties got wet all the time. Whenever she was home alone she would frig her cunt and cumm all over her fingers, thinking of Jay's cock After a couple of days, she was so glad when he suddenly turned up at her office. He walked in and locked the door. Within seconds, she was sucking his dick until he flooded her mouth with creamy cumm. He then laid her out on the desk and ate her tasty pussy. She had to bite on a book to avoid screaming as he then fucked her on the desk till she had had many shattering orgasms.

Rob would be out traveling on business at the week end so Hilary decided to pay Jay and Dianne a surprise visit. 

Jay was working out when she arrived at their apartment. Dianne welcomed her with a hearty hug and a deep kiss.

"Wassup Hilary, come to get some more black meat?"

"No. I came to feed you some white pussy!" Hilary retorted with a giggle.

She couldn't believe how liberated and free she felt around Dianne and Jay. It didn't take long for her to be lying in Dianne and Jay's bed, naked except for her tiny white thong, which Dianne said to leave on. The white woman made up for the past two weeks by eating the tasty black pussy to her heart's contentment. She didn't pause until she had made Dianne squirt in her face. The two of them were working on Hilary's squirting when Jay returned home from a workout. Jay did not even bet an eyelid. Like a true blue vet, he divested of his clothing and fed the two women thick, hard, black cock.

They spent the whole evening fucking, until daybreak.

The following day, they all flew to Las Vegas and went shopping and gambling and partying. 

As the three of them were relaxing after another exhausting but very exhilarating fuck session, Hilary snuggled up between them and suddenly blurted,

"I feel like such an ass hole!"

"Coz of your husband. Fuck him girl, you need to get what you need."

"No! Fuck him. I don't even feel guilty any more!" Hilary responded, and she meant it. "Its just that, all my life I have always thought negatively about black people."

"Its the white man," jay responded. "He always highlights any shortcomings of black people, yet there are many fucked up white people too. Its like they make it seem like there are no white crack heads, dealers, criminals and thugs."

"Its not just that. I was taught to fear you guys and to hate and despise you all." She reiterated the things Rob had said about them.

"Damn! White guys!!!" Jay snickered. "Always shit taking and shit treating everybody. I hate those motherfuckers."

"Me too," Hilary nodded, thinking of her husband's lack of support, and her ill treatment at work as a female. "I always have to work twice as hard as my male counterparts, for half the recognition."

"The white man needs to know that he can fool some people some of the time, but he cant fool all the people all the time."

"Fuck those white men. I am no longer in their corner. You know what, my husband is so jealous of my success he is trying to get me to have kids so he can keep me in the kitchen."

"Yeah," Dianne said sarcastically. "He wants to put you in the kitchen, then you cant have shit to say."

"A fine woman like you ought to be having babies though."

"I want to have children. But not his."

"I wasn't talking about him, I was talking about me."

Hilary gasped. The idea really excited her. She turned to Dianne. "How do you feel about that, young lady?"

"I am two months pregnant. I wont mind you giving my kids half brothers and sisters. Long as you don't try and fuck up my shit. But its gonna cost you though."

"What?"

"First, I want Jay to fuck your husband's face and fuck him up the ass."

Hilary thought about it for only a few seconds.

"Gosh! I would love to see that!" she exclaimed.

"Secondly," Jay said to her, "I want to take over your daddy's company. With you, of course. I want in."

"Gosh, if you come and join me, we can take over that company and run the good ole boys out. Most of them are old and retiring soon anyway. I should be making Vice President soon enough, if my ass licking husband doesn't monkey wrench me."

"Don't even worry about your husband, we will put him in his place. We will make him our white slut boy."

"Gees! Do you reckon we could really pull that off?" Hilary held her excitement in check.

"Lets put our three intelligent heads together and see how we can get this white man and his kin folk."

As Hilary drove back home, she was feeling exhilarated. She decided to stop taking the pill. However, she would not be bearing Rob any blond children. And she just could wait to see her husband sodomized and slut fucked by herself, Jay and Dianne.

After seeing Hilary off, Jay and Dianne discussed their plan.

Dianne had a rough idea what Jay was up to. She knew he was trying to fuck his way up into them billions. She was along to enjoy the ride. She couldn't see anything wrong with a black man fucking a white man up his ass. She found it hot, just like she loved abusing white men.

She wanted Jay to tell her exactly what he wanted to do but he wouldn't. 

"Nigga, just make them crackers give you 10 million bucks and we get the fuck outta here. We can go to Africa, the Caribbean or wherever, and leave these sick fools behind."

"What's fucking 10 million?"

"Nigga, we got 10 million dollars, we rich."

"I don't wanna be rich, I wanna be wealthy. And wealthy begins at at least 2 billions."

"Two billions! You think dem crackers will give you 2 billions? Nigga, they#ll tell you to get it out their asses."

"Then that's what I will do," Jay laughed.

Then he ticked off Hilary from his list. The only left now was Rob. Hilary had told him that Rob liked to watch muscular, black athletes. Jay had also noticed the guy gazing him as he danced. It was time to find out just how much Rob liked athletic black men.



Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 08



Chapter 1: Setting up Robert

Jay told Dianne not to tell Hilary about him fucking two of her brothers. 

"She might hate them for being ass holes and never supporting her, but blood is thicker than water. We can only trust her completely when she had delivered my child. Coz then, she will stand behind the father of her children."

Therefore, Hilary was kept in the dark, concerning her brothers' cock sucking activities, initially.

Jay and Dianne met Rob and Hilary for several double dates. Jay always dressed in tight, body hugging clothes, that exposed his dark, muscular body and outlined the big bulge between his legs. Hilary had told him that Rob liked gazing at muscular black guys, and Jay realized that she wasn't mistaken. Rob was always stealing looks at Jay's alluring, bulging dark muscles, in a female kind of way. 

Rob actually liked both Jay and Dianne and found the young black couple to be very attractive. If they had been white, he would have easily declared them close family friends. However, Rob knew how the people in town thought, and frankly speaking, he thought like them too and did not see a reason to change things. He found separation of races was indeed a good thing. In his last year at college, he had seen a couple of black guys join his ice hockey team. One of them was a write off and soon quit, but the other one was really talented and he was actually now playing for the US national team. Rob had been scared and real pissed. The blacks already had basketball, football and even baseball. Why the hell were they trying to get ice hockey as well. 

The experience made Rob realise that one had to make sure the niggers stayed in their place, otherwise they would come out of it and take away from the white man. Therefore, Rob did his best to sneer down on those guys and put them down. He wasn't some naïve white liberals.

Rob realized that Jay scared him. The black guy was so dynamic, handsome and confident. Even though he was younger and did not have money to compare with Rob, when the two of them talked, Rob felt dominated by him. He could see that Dianne and Hilary followed Jay, like the alpha male, and even he was prepared to follow Jay. Sometimes, when they were drinking, Jay would flirt with him and Rob found himself blushing like a shy girl. His heart would beat very fast and the colour rose to his cheeks. Rob had never felt this way about a man, but the young, handsome black stud awakened forbidden desires in him. The same forbidden desires that he felt when he watched muscular black athletes.

Jay gave Hilary a porn DVD and told her to watch it with Rob and seduce him. Rob was surprised when Hilary asked him to come home early one evening. He found his wife waiting for him in a skimpy, short dress. She fed him a tasty, mouth watering dinner, washed down by his favourite wine. Afterwards, she led him to the bedroom.

Rob was even more surprised when Hilary led him to her bedroom and told him to strip down to his boxers. She lit up a blunt and snuggled up to him on the bed. She started a Porn DVD and the two of them smoked the weed and watched two couples, a black and a white one, who were doing a partner swap. It was well shot and the actors were good looking and really into what they were doing. 

Hilary was very turned on as she stroked her husband's cock excited cock.

"Say Rob, wouldn't you like to do something like that," she whispered in his ear and nibbled on his earlobe.

"You mean, as in us?" he asked incredulously.

"I mean, Jay and what's her name again, Dianne, are coming tomorrow, and way I remember, you couldn't take your eyes off her. I wont mind you experimenting a bit with her, if you wont mind me having some fun with Jay."

"Are you crazy!" he exclaimed, shocked, yet very excited. "I mean, you cant... And I cant... We are married, for fuck's sake!"

However, even as the words escaped his lips, Hilary felt his cock leap in her hand. She squeezed it tighter, giving it a slow, long wank.

"It was just a suggestion, Robbie. I mean, we are both curious, and you know, Jay and Diane are not from our circles. We wont be bumping into them again. "

"What if you like it? And you could pick up diseases as well."

"We will definitely use protection. And I could never develop feelings for a black man, yunno. Its just pure curiosity darling. Its something I would just like to get out of my system. And I know you would like to sink this big dick into Dianne, wouldn't you. Gosh, I would love to see you bury this cock of yours deep in her black pussy... And she told me she has always found white men attractive."

A moan escaped Rob's lips. Hilary engulfed his excited cock in her mouth. Hubby was hard as a rock. She gave him several long, deliberate licks but did not let him cumm. They both gazed at a close up of the black woman sucking the white stud's thick, long cock. The actress was really into it, giving a deep, wet blow job.

"Mmmmm. Imagine this dick being swallowed up between those thick, lush, dark lips. I get so wet just from the thought of seeing you fucking her thick nigger lips. I know you wanna fuck that nigger chick don't you?"

"Oh fuck!!!" Rob gasped, rolling his hips. "But, I mean, yunno..." He was wavering. "We cant just say to them we wanna have a swap, yunno... They'll think we are perverts."

"I will talk to Dianne. I will offer them a lil cash. They're students, yunno... We will just see how things will develop."

"Alright... Lets just see what will happen..." Rob groaned as his cock was swallowed up between his wife's hungry lips. 

Her eyes had an evil twinkle. Just as the scene was reaching an end, the white guy knelt at the black man's feet and started sucking his huge, dark black cock. Hilary pretended not to see, concentrating on Rob's cock. However, she felt Rob's cock grow real hard. And he started panting for breath. She sucked him some more, letting him watch the white stud suck the big, black cock voraciously. Then she suddenly pretended to notice

"Oh my gosh! What are they doing!"

"This is some sick shit!" Rob sneered hastily, but his eyes remained glued to the screen.

"Oh I think its so sexy. Look at that. Oh my!!! Gosh! Rob. That's really hot...."

"He is sucking the black man..."

"Yeah! Isn't that wonderful. Gosh, I am so wet from watching this. Would you do that for me baby?"

"No!" He panted.

"Come on. Think about it. I would love to see you go down on such a big, black one... Maybe we can ask Jay to let you do it, just a lil bit, yunno"

Hilary sucked her husband greedily and he came hard just as the black actor came in the white stud's face. Rob's mouth watered tremendously, and he really wished he could trade places wit the white stud. He felt so excited as Hilary informed him that Jay and Dianne would be coming to visit, that week end.

Chapter 2: The heat

The young black couple came visiting on a Saturday afternoon. Hilary split the couples up. She and Jay prepared supper whilst Dianne and Rob got a fire going and set the table. Dianne was dressed in a pair of hip hugging, hipster shorts and she wasted no opportunity in bending her ass and revealing the new, sexy butterfly tattoo on the small of her back and her tiny little, red thongs. She flirted with Rob, rubbing her tits against his arm at every opportunity whilst listening attentively to him and giggling happily at whatever he said, without overdoing it. Dianne was an expert flirt. Rob's dick was hard all the time. 

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Jay and Hilary had a hard time keeping their their hands on the food. They exchanged fiery, lustful looks constantly. They would peep to see that no one was coming, then steal passionate kisses and gropes. 

"Fuck Jay, I wish you'd just throw me across the sink and fuck the shit out of me with that big, black cock!" Hilary rasped to him as she stroked his cock through his shorts.

"Don't worry baby, patience. Though I have to confess I cant wait to pump that white pussy full of black babies. You off the pill?"

"Yeah darling, I am. I cant wait to carry your sweet seed."

"Yeah, I want you to have my black babies."

"They wont be black if I contribute, now will they?"

"In this country they will be."

"Fuck this country, my kids will be half cracker and half nigger, and they will be the sweetest babies this planet has ever seen. And they will be strong and mad, just like their daddy!"

Jay just had to give her a deep kiss for that. He couldn't wait to have his two women running around with thick bellies, carrying his seed.

The four of them sat together chatting away till late into the night. 

All four were so horny when they got to bed. However, Hilary and Dianne had secretly agreed not to fuck their husbands, so as to keep the tension going until the big day, which was the next day.

Rob had an appointment to play golf the following afternoon, which he wouldn't cancel because he wanted to ass kiss his boss. Hilary and Dianne drove into town together to do some shopping. Jay was content to sleep long since he had had a rather taxing week at work.

Rob returned from his golf game feeling very elated. He had gotten his boss to more or less promise to give him special consideration for the post of vice president. He wasn't worried. Seth, the company founder and owner did not believe in women running companies. Rob was confident that he had his nose way ahead of his wife. Therefore, he was in very high spirits. And they really went soaring as he beheld Dianne. The sweet black woman greeted him with a lingering kiss to the cheek and Jay did not seem to mind at all, neither did Hilary, who also kissed his other cheek. Rob slid an arm around each woman and stroked their hips.

After a tasty supper, Rob and Dianne went and switched on their Sauna, which needed an hour to get going. 

They smoked lot of weed and everybody made sure that Rob always had a joint between his lips. They wanted him real stoned and uninhibited. They then entered the Sauna. Each of them took a side of the four walled room. There was a strong, latent, sexual tension in the room. The men sat opposite each other. Initially, all had their legs pressed together, eyeing each other. Slowly, the sweat started coming out. First it was just tiny droplets that gathered on the skin, and glinted in the light. Then the droplets flowed tantalisingly down the bodies. 

Rob gazed at Dianne, seeing tiny rivulets of perspiration flowing down her sexy, dark skin. Her big, brown tits gleamed like two delicious, freshly baked buns. Dianne smiled at him, giving him a cumm on look that had his cock fighting for freedom between his thighs.

Slowly, she let her juicy, chocolate brown thighs fall apart, revealing her freshly shaved pussy, which was gleaming like a shiny, brown bald head catching sun rays. Her long, hanging pussy lips were shining. Her nipples were sticking out like thumbs, pointing straight at Hilary.

"You are looking hot, girl!" Hilary gasped. Rob turned to gaze at her. The fine brunette was all wet and sweaty now, looking so alluring. Her cheeks were red, and not just from the heat. As he his eyes met his wife's twinkling eyes, Hilary let her crisp, tanned, shapely thighs fall apart, and Rob was staring straight at her fat, engorged clit and her dark pink, furled lips. A mixture of sweat and her juices, was slowly trickling down her crease. Even as he looked, Hilary leaned back and pushed her hips forwards, and her pink hole winked at him. 

"Fuck, aren't we just the luckiest men on Earth, Rob?" Jay chuckled in his deep, dark voice. Rob turned to see the black man's eyes feasting shamelessly on his wife's genitals. A mixture of strong emotions gripped Rob, jealous, pride and pure lust.

Rob gazed at the black man. His dark muscles were gleaming as if he was made of marble. His body indeed resembled a sculptor, a work of art. It was symmetrical and simply beautiful. Rob had never been this excited, looking at another man. Just like the others, Jay slowly let his dark, powerful, sweaty thighs fall apart. When he saw the black man's dark penis, Rob's eyes remained transfixed to it. It was longer than his, and thicker. It looked a potent, virile black snake. It seemed to vibrate with life. Rob had found it to be beautiful and attractive.

"Come on Rob, time to show us yours," Hilary teased her husband. He looked at her shyly. She was stroking her parted thighs, wiping off the sweat.

Rob's cock was so hard, he did not want to show it and reveal his arousal. However, it was only fair. He took a deep breath, and let his thighs part. Once released from its confinement, his cock leapt up and pointed at the ceiling. All of them giggled. Rob blushed for a second, then he joined in.

There was now a very tangible sexual tension in the room.

The girls left the sauna first. They hit the adjacent shower and showered, giggling happily as they soaped, washed and fondled each other. Jay leaned back, eyes closed and breathed evenly. Rob stole a quick glance and realised that Jay was probably dozing. He took the opportunity to leer at the dark man's body. The layer of sweat on the dark flesh was making it look so sexy and alluring. As his eyes drifted down the chiselled chest and abs, to rest on the black cock, Rob felt a strange excitement. Jay's cock had definitely grown thick and longer, and he just could not take his eyes off it. 

Rob felt secure, since Jay's eyes were closed. The white hubby licked his lips involuntarily. Watching him from behind slightly open eye lids, Jay smiled inwardly. The fish was definitely biting. Jay suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at Rob. 

"See something you like, Rob?" he asked in a friendly voice. Rob blushed profusely and looked away. "I was just, eh, yunno. Its just a lil curiosity. Come on. Don't say you have never looked at another guy's cock."

"Its alright. White guys look at my cock all the time. Some even ask to touch it, yunno."

"What! Those guys must be fags."

"No, they're not. They're just normal guys. Like you and me. Just curious, yunno."

"And you let them?"

"Of course. I didn't say I fuck with them. But ain't nothing wrong with just touching. Come on, don't tell me you are a priggish homophobic."

"We're finished guys," they heard Hilary's cheery voice from outside, followed by loud giggles and the sound of departing feet. 

Jay stood up and walked slowly over to where Rob was sitting. He stood over the seated white guy. His dark, thick cock dangled inches away from Rob's curious eyes.

"Go ahead and touch it if you like. Don't be scared now. I wont tell the girls if you don't"

"No! I couldn't possibly touch your cock man. Are you crazy."

"Come on. I didn't say wank it. Just touch it. It ain't nothing but a cock... Unless you wanna say you are scared of black dicks, Mr White Man," Jay teased good naturedly.

Rob felt weird. But Jay was being so relaxed about it. And he had to admit that he was curious and excited. 

"if the girls walk in and find me with your dick in my hand, that could seem awfully weird, yunno."

"Come on, we will hear them approaching. Go ahead. Its getting too hot for me here, so you gotta do it fast. This is your only chance, Rob."

"Alright," he rasped. "But don't tell anyone." Rob glanced furtively at the door, then he slowly raised his hand and reached for the dangling, dark meat. He poked at it lightly with his index finger. It felt soft to the touch. An excited giggle escaped him.

"There you go now, it doesn't bite does it? Now, take it in your hand and hold it. Come on."

Rob hesitated a few seconds, fighting an inner battle. Then he gave another giggle and wrapped his palm lightly around the dark, sweat covered organ. It felt so hot and heavy. 

"Come on Rob, you are a like a lil sissy. Take it in both hands and examine it. I ain't gonna rape you now, come on. I ain't a fag."

"I know you are not..." Rob chuckled and raised his other hand. He cradled the black cock in one hand, whilst he lightly, gently examined and stroked it with the other. He turned it this way and that, examining it.

"This is funny man," he chuckled again, fascinated like a little child. But he felt an excitement that wasn't all that child like. His heart was beating fast and his mouth was watering. 

"Damn Rob, is this the way that Hilary holds your cock, you poor guy?"

"No, of course not."

"Alright then, hold it like she does. Show me."

"No. I cant."

"Of course you can Rob. Come on now, for just a second."

Rob's mind told him to immediately let go of the black snake that was exciting him so much, but the weed, the alcohol and the weird excitement got the better of him. He did what he really wanted to do. He wrapped his palm firmly around the black stem.

Jay pushed his hips forwards, fucking his cock through Rob's palm. Rob half chuckled as Jay's foreskin was peeled back and a dark, shiny, mushroom head emerged. The musky scent of the black cock filled his nostrils, making his senses reel. He could feel Jay's cock hardening. He could feel it pulse in his palm.

"Cup my balls," Jay said softly but firmly. Rob obeyed automatically, cupping Jay's big, sweaty black balls. "Yeah, that's it Rob, roll those big, black balls and stroke that black dick. .. Go on..."

Rob felt an exhilarating excitement as he did what Jay told him. The black dick grew into a turgid, long, thick black snake that his own dick could never compete with.

"Come, lets go to the shower," Jay said and turned and walked out. Rob could not take his eyes off the athletic, dark body. He realized that his own cock was hard as a rock.

The moment they were in the shower room, Jay handed Rob a piece of soap and asked him if he wanted to wash his cock. He promised to return the favour. Rob grinned shyly but he bent and reached for the thick, long black dick. He started to soap it.

"No man. Go down on your knees. Then you can do it better," so saying, Jay grabbed Rob's shoulder and firmly pushed him down on his knees. Rob was a head taller than Jay, but the black man seemed to tower over him. He found himself obeying.

The white husband felt a bit weird, kneeling at the young black man's feet, palming and washing his black cock. But he would not have stopped for anything in the world. He peeled the skin back and soaped then rinsed the cock lovingly, almost with reverance. He simply washed it spanking clean. Jay then turned the shower off and said...

"Many white guys beg me to let them take it in their mouths. I usually don't et them, but with you, I'll make an exception," Jay said in a bland, conversational tone. "Take it in your mouth, Rob. Take that big, black Nigga cock between your lips..."

"No man! Are you crazy!!!" Rob rasped, but he held on to the black cock and balls.

"Come on. Do it, Rob. We both know that you want to. I wont tell the girls if you don't.. Go for it."

Jay gently cupped the back of Rob's head and eased his face towards his cock. Rob could not believe it as Jay pushed his spongy dick head against his mouth. 

As he felt it touch his lips, he closed his eyes. Jay rubbed his cock onto his lips. Rob slowly opened his mouth and Jay eased his cock in. Rob felt the thick head slide past his lips and onto his tongue. It filled his mouth. It was hot, fleshy and pulsating. And it had a musky, delicious taste. Curiously, he examined it with his mouth and his tongue. It felt hard, and yet soft.

Jay gasped and started rolling his hips.

"Oh yes Rob, wrap your mouth around that big nigger cock. Don't be shy now. Suck on it real good..."

Rob felt a wild exhilaration that suddenly just overpowered him. He started licking it, running his tongue around the head, pressing it into the spongy, throbbing flesh. He licked the whole shaft. Jay told him to cup his big, dangling black balls and Rob did it. The black man groaned. Rob started enjoying himself, as he got positive responses from Jay. He slid his lips over the head and vacuumed it into his mouth. His was rolling and twisting it in his palm, wanking the firm turgid black cock as he sucked on the thick head.




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 08



"Oh yes baby! That's it Rob. You look so good with that big Nigga dick in your mouth..."

Jay's dirty talk really excited him. He liked feeling the throbbing black cock in his mouth. It excited him, and aroused him. He started moving his head back and forth. As he swiped it with his tongue, he heard the black man groan, and the thick cock seemed to grow even harder and larger. 

"Go on white boy. Suck that dick like a vacuum cleaner. Gobble it up..." he heard Jay groan.

Jay's cock had grown so hard and thick that it was stretching Rob's lips almost to bursting. But Rob was getting the hang of it now, he was so into it, his movements smoother, and more confident. His lips were riding up and down the dark shaft with ease and he was managing more and more of it without the fear of gagging.

"Yeah, that's it! Cock sucker! Suck that black dick good!" Jay groaned deep in his chest, and reached to cup the back of Rob head. "Are you sure you're doing this for the first time?"

"Yes man," Rob replied, beaming. Then he gobbled it up again and sucked the thick cock, wanking it in firm long strokes. 

Suddenly, Jay gasped and pulled back, literary yanking his rearing cock out of Rob's mouth.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?" Rob asked, with concern.

Jay only chuckled as thick, creamy cumm sipped into the pee slit of his dark cock.

"You nearly made me cumm! Now, its time to finish me off."

Rob felt embarrassed at the thought of the guy cumming in his mouth. But the thought excited him. The sight of that cream gathering in the slit had his mouth watering. And his arousal was incredible. Suddenly, he felt a strong, dark craving, to make that thick, potent black cock spout cream. He wanted to taste Jay's cumm, feeling it gushing into his mouth.

Rob leaned forwards and licked the drops from the head slowly and groaned with relish. He loved the rich, thick cream. He vacuumed the black cock back into his mouth. As the warm mouth closed over his cock, Jay cupped Rob's head and fucked the white man's face. Rob sucked him hard, his mouth feeling like a tight, hot velvet sheath. He was drooling like a leaking faucet. The black man towered over him, panting and gasping for breath as he stuffed his dick into the gaping white man's mouth.

"Wank the motherfucker white boy! Wank it hard and fast and suck it hard."

Rob pulled back, wanking the black dong furiously, as he feasted on the head, smacking his lips.

"Oh fuck!!!" Jay rumbled deep in his chest. He froze and tensed suddenly. Nothing happened for a long while. Then suddenly his hips were convulsing and he was cumming.

"I'm cumming in your mouth bieeetch!" he growled and his hips jerked violently. Rob felt the first spurt hit the roof of his mouth. Then the second and the third. 

Rob felt the creamy cumm flow into his mouth. He groaned and started swallowing. The young black man pumped thick torrents of salty, creamy cumm into his mouth and Rob groaned with relish. Rob was forced to drink and swallow, and he did.

He then looked up Jay, his pink lips all messy with cumm.

"Are you going to return the favour now?"

"No!" Jay said firmly. "I ain't a cocksucker. Now lick my dick and my balls clean, whilst you jerk off, boy."

Jay made him clean him up with his mouth whilst he wanked his won cock. Rob was so excited he soon came all over the shower floor. He felt a carnal craving for Jay's cock and would have loved to suck it again, but Jay said they had to get back to the girls.

In Hilary's bedroom, the two women hugged each other and cheered as if their team had just won the play offs. They had placed a hidden camera in the shower room and had watched and recorded everything that transpired between the two men. 

They now had Rob right where they wanted him.

It had been that easy really. Now, they wanted to have fun with him.

Chapter 3: The meat swap

All our of them sat on one long couch, with both women in the middle. They were drinking, smoking and chatting. The women were both wearing skimpy tops and tiny miniskirts, with their thongs showing, sitting high around their hips. A thick, sexual tension hung in the room like a cloud. 

Dianne casually dropped her hand in Jay's lap and started fondling him. For a second, Rob was embarrassed. Then Hilary also settled her hand over his cock and gasped as she felt his engorged cock. Ever since the incident in the bathroom, his cock had been constantly hard. Dianne slid her hand under Rob's waistband and wrapped her warm fingers around her husband's hard, throbbing cock. She groaned.

"What's the matter hon," Hilary asked, with a naughty grin. "Is his dick hard?"

Rob gasped. He had never heard his wife using such rude language. It thrilled him. He guessed it must be the weed and alcohol. Hilary flashed her twinkling eyes at him and gave him a quick wink, then she eased hand down his pants and took a possessive hold of his cock. 

"Oh, he is hard as a motherfucker alright," Dianne said cheerily. "Wanna see his dick?"

"Yeah. Show us a hard black dick. Me and Rob have never seen one." Hilary lied.

Both women could not wait to see Jay stick his dick back up in Rob#s mouth and fuck his face right before their eyes, and they were determined to get things moving fast.

"Do you mind darling?" Dianne asked Jay, and kissed his lips.

"Come on baby. Calm down..." Jay pretended to be embarrassed, even managing a blush.

"Oh, don't be shy now baby. They already saw that dick in the sauna, remember."

Dianne kissed Jay again and then she slid down on her knees, between his thighs and slowly opened his draws. She winked at Hilary and Rob and then eased his shorts and boxers down. She fished out his hard, black cock and wagged it.

"Look at that. Mmmmm. I tell you Hilary, ain't nothing like a big, hard black cock..." she cooed, pulling the skin back and forth in a most mesmerising manner. Jay moaned deeply, his hips twitching.

"Oh Dianne, you lucky girl. All that dark meat for you. Isn't she naughty darling?" she pulled the head of Rob's cock out of his pants.

"I haven't seen a white one, why don't you show us your husband''s dick, Hilary. Come on Hil, don't be shy now. Lets get the party started girl."

"Oh please can I take it out darling? May I?" Hilary squealed with excitement as she also dropped to her knees between her husband's thighs and opened his pants to take out his cock.

"Oh yeah Hilary. Way to go white girl."

The girl's stroked their men's hard cocks shamelessly. 

"Can I touch your husband's cock Hilary. Lemme touch that white dick please girl. You can touch my husband's black cock too..." Dianne said naughtily.

Then both women were reaching over, and each man had a black and a white hand on his cock. Rob's cock leapt with excitement. He was so thrilled with the way Dianne was gazing at his cock as she stroked it. However, part of him wished his hand was also on Jay's cock. In fact his palms were itching.

He could not remember which woman went down first, but soon, both women were sucking on their husband's dicks. Rob eyes went from Hilary's sweet, pink lips stretching around his cock, to Dianne's dark, lush lips riding greedily up and down Jay's turgid dick. Jay's cock was glistening from her saliva, she was dribbling so much.

"Mmmmm!" Dianne groaned as she spat Jay's dick out and slapped her tongue with it. "Damn! I love that big, black cock. Mmm!" She gobbled it into her mouth again.

"Damn! You so nasty Dianne!" Hilary giggled and slapped Rob's cock on her tongue. 

Rob's dick was so hard it was nearly exploding. He had never experienced such a horny situation. He could not take his eyes off Dianne as she used the black dick like a toothbrush, whilst he rolled his hips and groaned.

"Yes, that's it Dianne, suck that dick for daddy baby! Deep throat that shit baby..."

"Mmmmm!" was her only response as she made the entire dick disappear down her throat. 

"Oh, you nasty girl. That's hot!" Hilary slapped Dianne's ass and slid her hand under her skirt.

"Yeah, that's it Hilary, slap her naughty, big, black ass!" Jay laughed. "Pull that skirt up and slap that fat black ass..."

Hilary squealed and pulled the black woman's skirt up, exposing her thick, dark ass, split by her tiny, little white thong. Holding and wanking Rob's cock in one hand, she spanked the black girl's thick ass cheeks. Dianne wagged it at her like a happy little dog as she gorged herself on Rob's black cock. She finally pulled her lips off it with a loud smack of the lips.

"Oh Rob, rescue me. These guys are so mean to me..." Dianne giggled and dropped Jay's cock. She crawled over to Rob. "Go over to your partner in crime, Hilary. I'm not fucking with that Nigga no more..." she pouted playfully as she reached for Rob's cock, pushing Hilary's hand off.

"Oh!!!" Hilary pouted back. "You took my husband's cock, so I am taking yours."

Hilary shrugged at Rob, and then crawled over to Jay. All eyes were on her as she took Jay's big, hard black cock in her hand. The black meat overflowed her white hand.

Dianne knelt between Rob's thighs and stroked his cock but she didn't suck him. Instead, they all watched Hilary go to town on Jay's cock. 

"Gosh! That's a fucking beautiful, big, black cock...." she gasped as she double fisted the dark man meat. 

"Then go ahead and feed yourself," Jay told her. 

"Mmmmm! I thought you'd never ask!" Hilary put her lips where they had longed to be all afternoon. She vacuumed Jay's big, black cock into her mouth and went down on him voraciously, groaning and slurping away wetly.

Jay sat back, rolling his hips and fucking Dianne's face. Then he finally stood up and dropped his clothes. The athletic black man towered over the white wife and stuffed her mouth full of cock. Hilary double fisted his long, veined black dick, pulling more and more of it into her greedy mouth.

"Ah shit! That's it bitch! Suck that black cock, you horny white slut! Yeah!" Jay groaned.

Hilary pulled her lips off the black baton stick with a loud plop. She rubbed the head feverishly all over her face, shivering and shaking.

"Oh gosh! I love this black dick!" she groaned and showered the fat tip with wet, succulent kisses.

Rob's eyes opened wide with worry. His wife seemed so much in love with Jay's cock. Even as Dianne's lips worked magic on his cock send him to heaven, he felt fear. He knew first hand how entrancing Jay's cock was. Part of him even wished he could trade places with his wife. But she did not seem like she would be interested in a switch.

"Stick this big black cock down my throat. Fuck my throat with big, black cock..." she begged.

"Yeah baby, lemme fuck that white wife throat of yours. Open up your mouth slut!"

Jay grabbed Hilary's head with both hands as she pulled his cock into her mouth. His hips pumped back and forth as he fucked her mouth with his dark tool, making loud squelching sounds in her drooling mouth. Hilary groaned, a frenzied covering her face.

"Damn! Take that Hilary..." Jay grabbed handfuls of the white wife's brunette hair and pushed his engorged cock down her throat. Rob was sure her throat would burst, but his wife soon made the whole cock disappear like a magic trick. She reached around his hips to sink her dainty fingers into his firm, dark ass cheeks and pulled him deeper and deeper inside, till her nose was buried in his shaved crotch. 

Jay stepped up the pace and started fucking banging his cock into her. Hilary opened her gaping mouth even wider, and Rob could see her tongue swiping the underside of the big, black cock. She started shamelessly frigging her clit. He had never known his wife had it in her to suck dick like such a shameless slut. His cock leapt in Dianne's hand.

"Like the way my husband is fucking your wife's white face with that big, black cock. Like that huh!" Dianne sneered at him and started pumping her hands up and down his shaft, wanking him hard and fast. The cumm boiled in his balls. Rob rolled his ass on the couch like it was burning hot. Then suddenly, his cock exploded. Dianne pointed it at his belly, making the white man cumm all over himself.

"Shit! You cumming already, motherfucker! Not only have you got a lil pink dick. But you're a two minute jerk as well. No wonder your wife is so crazy for my man's big, hard, better Nigga dick! Play with your lil cock whilst I go get me some real dick!"

Dianne then went over to join Hilary at Jay's feet. The two women sucked his dick and ate his balls. Rob couldn't believe it when his wife crawled behind Jay and started sucking and licking his ass. She did not even waste a single glance at her husband, she just dove deep into black ass.

"Yeah, that's it bitches..." Jay groaned, getting his dick sucked and his ass licked. The black man finally came over both women.

Chapter 4: The fuck fest

Dianne eased onto the couch and raised her thighs. She turned to Rob and told him, 

"Go on, make yourself useful, hold my legs up and watch Hilary eat me out. Go on white girl, eat my black pussy..."

Hilary squealed and dropped to her knees before the proffered pussy and proceeded to devour it wetly, noisily.

Rob's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, seeing Hilary pull the shaved, black pussy wide open with her pale fingers, exposing the wet, pink interior. Then his white wife was running her tongue up and down the wet gash. 

"Mmm! This is delicious. Uuuuu!"

Hilary took the whole fat, black pussy into her mouth. Then she drilled her tongue into the wet fuck hole, making wet, succulent slurps as she drank up Dianne's juices. 

"Oh ye-e-e-s! Eat my pussy baby. Fuck! Devour me Hilary! Gorge yourself you slut!"

Dianne grabbed Hilary's hair and fucked the white wife's face till she was dizzy. 

"Fuck, this is some horny shit!" Jay groaned, climbing onto the couch to kneel besides Dianne. He brought his cock to Dianne's mouth. She gobbled him up instantly and started sucking him frenziedly as she was plated by a pussy hungry bitch. She reached a shattering orgasm, with a dick in her mouth and a tongue in her pussy. 

"Fuck, its your turn now baby!" Dianne yanked Hilary off her pussy and made her take her place. As Hilary settled back, Dianne pushed the pale thighs up.

"Hold them up, Rob. Mmmm! Look at your wife's sweet lil white pussy!" She licked two digits and wriggled them up in Hilary's twat. Hilary moaned as she was finger fucked. "What a horny lil white bitch! Here. Taste your fucking pussy." 

Dianne stuffed her glistening fingers into the white wife's mouth and Hilary sucked on them greedily, moaning with relish.

Dianne slapped her cunt making her yelp.

"Damn! I love my horny white bitch!" Dianne gasped.

Then she went down on her. Her thick lips engulfed the white cunt and she moaned as she tasted Hilary. She gave her loud, smacking kisses. 

"Oh fuck yeah! Eat my pussy Dianne. Please baby. Lick me..."

"You like the way I eat your lil white pussy huh! Like that, slut!" She dove into Hilary's soaking cunt and plated her her.

Jay moved closer and put his dick on Hilary's forehead. He let it roll down her nose, onto her lips. Hilary kissed it. Then she licked it as he see sawed it back and forth along her parted lips.

"Oh fuck! I love this black cock! Mmmm!" 

Jay cut off any further conversation as he stuffed his cock into Hilary's mouth and started face fucking her. His thick, black cock stretched the wife's lips, inches from her husband's face. 

The neglected hubby watched entranced, his eyes darting quickly between the pretty black face eating his wife's dripping pussy, to the black cock fucking her pretty face. He started stroking his cock. He had to slow down, or he would have cumm instantly.

Hilary wanked Jay's cock frenziedly, sucking like there was no tomorrow. Her eyes blazing with pure ferocity. Dianne stepped up her game too, finger fucking and rubbing the white wife's clit ferociously, till Hilary threw her head back, her eyes rolling back in her sockets as a shattering orgasm overcame her.

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming! Oh yes!!!" the screamed.

"Come here and fuck the bitch Jay. She needs that black dick all up in her cunt!"

"You want this black dick up in you huh! Want me to fuck your white pussy?" Jay asked her, slapping her mouth with his dick.

"Oh yes Jay! Please fuck me with that black cock. Give it to me!"

Jay climbed off the couch and Dianne made space for him to kneel between the splayed thighs. He slapped Hilary's cunt with his fat, long dark cock.

Dianne grabbed it and rubbed the fat head up and down Hilary's slit.

"Oh ye-e-e-e-s! O-o-o-o."

"No!" Rob suddenly rasped. "You, you, you don't have a condom...."

"fuck a condom. He is gonna give her that dick raw! You want that dick raw, don't you Hil!!!"

"Oh yes. I wanna feel it in me... Give it to me raw please"

"No!" Rob gasped as Jay slid his cock up in his wife. Hilary immediately threw her hips up at Jay, sinking the fat black cock into her. "Oh yes! Oh, that is so wonderful!!!" She grabbed on to her husband's arm as she pumped her cunt on Jay's cock hungrily. Jay grabbed her thighs and pressed them back and started fucking Hilary ferociously.

Hilary cried out and threw her head from side to side as she cried out for more cock. Rob was mesmerised y the sight of the fat cock invading his wife's pussy. It was so long and thick and black. Hilary's pink lips were stretched wide around it, and it was now gleaming, coated in her copious juices. Rob was so turned on and so scared. He had never seen his wife so cock crazy. She looked like a possessed woman. The black dick pistoning in and out of her lubed hole was definitely sending her into a state of delirium like he had never ever managed.

"Oh fuck yeah! That's the way to fuck a white bitch Jay. Let her husband see you just ram that cock all the way up her pussy! Fuck her hard!"

"Oh yes! Fuck me harder. Deeper! Harder please!!!" Hilary gave high pitched squeals as Jay rammed his cock repeatedly into her dripping cunt.

"Please jay, don't cumm in her!" Rob almost begged, sick with worry, but unable to take his eye off the dick that was violating his wife's cunt.

"Fuck Rob! You're spoiling the mood. You need something to occupy your mind..." Dianne climbed up on the couch and stood astride Rob. She grabbed the back of his head and lowered her smouldering black cunt on his mouth. "go ahead Rob eat my black pussy. I know you been wanting to do that for a while. Go for it..."

She pulled his face to her pussy and started humping him. He opened his mouth and the salty, tangy taste of her pussy made him moan with relish. Rob licked and sucked Dianne's pussy voraciously. She was so wet her copious juices were leaking onto his tongue. His entire face was soon covered in pussy juices as the lusty black woman fucked his pink face.

"Oh fu-u-u-u-ck!" I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Hilary screamed frenziedly, threshing and jerking about on the couch as she came hard.

Jay then pulled his cock out of Hilary. He stuck it in Dianne's face and she licked Hilary's juices off it. Then he picked her up and laid her on top of Hilary. Hilary embraced her and started grabbing Dianne's big tits, pulling and tweaking on her nipples as Jay entered his girl friend. Rob was now treated to an up close and personal view of black dick fucking black pussy.

"Oh yes darling, fuck me good. Fuck me like you fucked the white boy's wife!"

"Yeah! I got enough dick for you both. Take that!"

Jay's hips pumped back and forth as he hammered his cock in. Their bodies made loud, wet succulent slaps as their bodies met in wild passion.

"Oh yes Jay! Fuck her baby! Fuck your bitch good! Give her that dick like you gave it to me!"

Dianne's big eyes were almost exploding in their sockets as she threw her cunt at him, pumping away vigorously. 




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 08



Chapter 5: Rob joins in the fun

Rob couldn't believe his eyes. The three were all sweating and they were like frenzied sex maniacs. Hilary was licking on Dianne's neck and grabbing her tits whilst the black woman cried out for more cock. Jay seemed to have the stamina of a horse. He fucked Dianne to a shattering climax, then he pulled his shiny cock out of her and slid it into Hilary's cunt and started fucking her pussy again.

"Come on baby, don't just sit there wanking!" Dianne growled at the white hubby, making him smart and drop his cock. "make yourself useful. Come eat my pussy."

She pulled him to his knees, grabbed him by the back of the hair and pulled him to her gaping, recently fucked cunt.

Rob tried to pull back but she threw her cunt at his mouth and caught his face between her legs. Then she was pumping away at him. He started licking her and he couldn't stop. He ate the tasty black cunt as the couch was jarred by Jay slamming his black cock into the white man's wife. 

Jay pulled out of Hilary's pussy and slid his dick up in Dianne once again. Rob wanted to pull back but Jay held him by the scruff of the neck.

"Suck on her clit whilst I fuck her. Suck on it, go on now. That's the least you cant fuck, small dick white boy."

Dianne and Jay both held him down as Jay fucked Dianne. Rob licked her clit and he could feel Jay's dick thrusting in and out. Dianne cried out and writhed, taking dick deep down in her twat. 

"Oh yes Jay. Fuck me baby! Lick my clit Rob. Suck on the motherfucker! Oh yeah! I am cumming again!" Dianne was soon hit by another orgasm!"

"Of fuck, that was hot!" Hilary rasped. "I want it too. Please!"

Rob soon found himself sucking on his wife's clit whilst the black man fucked her. 

"Oh yes! Yes! Fuck! Oh shit!!!" his wife screamed frenziedly, pushing her husband's face into her pussy as Jay fucked her.

Finally, Hilary pushed Jay back.

"Fuck! I need a break." she slid into Dianne's arms.

"You gonna leave me with a hard dick or what the fuck!"

"Let my husband take care of it. Go on Rob. Suck his dick and make him cumm!"

"Yeah!" Dianne said enthusiastically. "Suck him off Rob! That#s your duty..."

"What! No!" Rob shrieked. 

Then he felt Jay's arm on his shoulder and realized that the black man was now standing over him. He felt the dick on his shoulder and the head was pointing straight at his mouth.

"What!!!" he stuttered.

"Go ahead, darling, taste my pussy off his cock! Lick his black cock!"

"No! I cant!"

"Come on Rob, we know that you sucked him in the bathroom. Look...."

Hilary pressed a remote and they all turned their eyes to the big LCD screen. Images of Rob sucking jay in the shower filled the screen. 

"No!" Rob shrieked and tried to back away. Then he realized that the two women had closed in on him from behind. They both grabbed his head.

"Do it Rob. We wanna see it, and you are gonna do it," his wife said firmly. "If you don't, I am filing for divorce, and I am showing my dad and everyone at the office this tape... Do it. Suck the big, superior nigger cock."

"Yeah Rob, do it. I wanna see you suck on that black cock. Go on now!" Dianne quipped from the other side, clouting him for good measure..

"Go on white boy. You know you love this black dick..."

Jay moved closer, his thick, dark cock looming before him. Rob felt paralyzed. Jay slapped his face with long, big, black cock. Then the white hubby was made to black suck dick right in front of his wife. At first, he was smarting with shame and remained impassive. However, Dianne and Hilary wanted to see some action so they stroked his balls and cock and turned him on. Then Rob just went berserk and sucked Jay's cock greedily. Jay had to tell him to watch them teeth. Then he fucked the white boy's face a second time. 

"Turn around and make him eat your ass. I wanna see him eating black ass," Hilary said. 

Jay bent over on the couch and Hilary pulled his cheeks apart, whilst Dianne zoomed in with the Camera. Rob looked on reluctantly.

"Rob, unless you are eating that black ass in a second, I am calling my dad and sending him a DVD. You know he hates cock suckers. Eat that nigger ass Do it darling..."

Rob jumped up and ran to the cabinet where he kept his gun. He yanked it open, but there was no weapon in there. Hilary laughed at him and said they had removed it. Rob was cuffed and clouted for good measure, then he slavishly ate Jay's ass. The women also wanted their asses eaten, and so he was filmed licking all three asses. Jay then came in his face and made him drink his cumm.

Chapter 6: Giving up the ass.

They smoked a joint. Rob was made to kneel on the floor. 

Hilary handed a tube of lube to Dianne who proceeded to lube Jay's cock. Dianne bent over before Jay and Hilary lubed her hole.

"Oh yes! Stick that black cock up my ass," Dianne moaned sweetly, wagging her ass at him.

"Wait, lemme put that dick up that ass for you..." Hilary offered and went to kneel besides them. She pulled Dianne's thick cheeks apart and lodged Jay's hard cock at the dark, puckered hole. Jay pushed. The dark asshole slowly mushroomed open around the black cock. Dianne sighed as the thick head eased past her sphincter. Jay fucked her ass regularly and she enjoyed it tremendously. He eased in all the way, filling up her rear hole. 

"Oh fuck, this is so sexy. Fuck her asshole Jay. Tear her a new asshole!" Hilary smacked Dianne's thick cheeks and fondled them as Jay fucked her ass hole. Rob was so excited that he craned his neck to see Jay fuck the tight hole, slowly and gently. Dianne loved it. She was moaning away and humping him back. Jay rammed his dick up in Dianne, fucking her tight ass, stretching it wide open around his pole.

"Yeah, fuck my ass baby! Fuck me good!" Dianne cried, throwing it back at him. Jay fucked her hard. He then pulled out of Dianne's ass hole, leaving it gaping.

"Mmmm!" was all Hilary moaned as she bent down to lick Dianne's gaping hole. Rob gasped with shock. But his shock got even more as his wife then sucked Jay's cock, without even wiping it. His wife just gobbled it up greedily. Then she put it back up and Jay fucked his girl's ass hard until she came screaming, banging her hands onto the couch. Hilary then took Dianne's place. 

Rob was made to suck Jay's cock and taste the black woman's asshole off the black pole. Dianne then lubed Hilary's asshole and Rob was told to hold her cheeks apart as the black man 

"Come on, open up your wife's ass my black cock, white boy!" Jay said and Rob found himself obeying. "put my cock up in her white ass..." Jay groaned and Rob did it with shaky hands. He guided the throbbing cock in and heard his wife cry out with lust. 

Jay fucked Hilary's ass and she went absolutely wild. His engorged, fat black cock ploughed in and out, stretching her pink hole to the extreme and she loved it like crazy.

"Oh yes! Fuck the shit out of me! Fuck me Jay!" she cried, throwing her ass back at him. 

Jay pulled his hard, enraged dick and pushed it at Rob's mouth-. "Go on white boy, taste her ass off my cock!" he growled.

"Yeah do it. Lemme see you suck that dick straight out of Hilary's asshole!" Dianne rasped.

Rob opened his mouth and gobbled it up. Jay fucked his mouth, banging his cock in. Rob sucked it like a vacuum. Then he was told to put it back up in his wife's asshole and he did it too.

Rob was fascinated and horny as hell. His wife had promised but never let him fuck her ass. He watched her enjoying herself so wildly. After she came, screaming the whole neighborhood down, Jay pulled his hard cock out of her. 

The black man made Rob suck it again, though he didn't need much persuasion.

"Its your turn now," Jay said. Climb on the couch and bend that white ass over...."

"What! No!"

"Yes boy! Do it."

"No! No!" Rob shook his head, gazing at the large black cock in fear.

"Come on Rob, do it. I wanna see him fuck you up the ass," Hilary told him firmly. "You are going to love it. Go on now."

Rob was ushered onto the couch. He felt Jay move in behind him. Dianne and Hilary stroked his cheeks and lubed his asshole. 

"Lemme put it in," Hilary said, pointing the thick, dark head at her husband's tiny hole. The three of them all gazed at the black cock as it bore down on the white man's asshole. Rob could not believe that a black man was about to fuck his ass right in front of his wife. Yet he felt exhilarated. 

As Rob felt the thick head push against his hole, he gave a sharp cry. The black cock felt so large. He held his breath and stiffened, afraid it would tear him up. Jay bore down on him. Rob gasped sharply, feeling it stretch him to almost tearing point. As he felt the fat head slide past his opening, he groaned with relief. The slick shaft slid easily into his loosened, well lubed hole. Dianne and Hilary each held an ass cheek, pulling him wide open, their eyes bulging with excitement as they gazed at the black cock fucking the pink, white man's asshole. 

"Gosh!" Hilary gasped and giggled. "I have always wanted to see this. Look at that big black cock just going in there! Fuck him Jay. Fuck his ass good." 

"Yeah give it to him. Fuck that cracker up the ass with that big Nigga cock! Do it darling!" Dianne purred.

"Gosh! I'm so full of black cock!" Rob gasped. He started pushing his ass back at Jay as the black man took a firm hold of his hips and started pumping his cock in, slowly, gently at first. 

"Oh yes Jay. That feel so good!" Rob rasped.

"His dick is hard as rock!" Dianne gasped, stroking Rob's cock.

Jay started fucking him faster, his hips moving smoothly back and forth.

"O-o-o-o!!! Yes-s-s-s-s!" Rob groaned deeply on every deep stroke of the thick cock.

"Yeah! Take that, white boy!" jay groaned. Hilary and Dianne slapped the pink ass cheeks.

"Oh gosh! This feels so good!" Rob moaned and the black dick sank deeper and deeper, driving him crazy. 

Dianne got the Camera zoomed in, catching close ups of the white brown noser getting fucked up the ass by a black cock. Then she panned to his face, which was twisted in a grimace of joy. 

"fuck him hard and fast now. Make him cumm as you fuck his cracker ass!" Hilary growled and started stroking Jay's balls. He gasped and started hammering his cock in with more urgency. Rob dropped his head, overwhelmed with the intense sensations.

"Oh fuck yeah!!!" he screamed, again and again, his voice getting louder and more frenzied. His cock was squelching in and out of the lubed asshole loudly, as his hips slammed into Rob's ass.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cumm in you now, you cracker! Take my Nigga cumm!"

Suddenly, Jay grunted sharply, and his cock swelled incredibly. It kicked and leapt in Rob's hole, spurting thick, creamy cumm. Jay finally pulled out of Rob, leaving his asshole gaping and leaking cumm. Rob was in a daze, moaning deliriously. Dianne zoomed in.

Chapter 7: Playing ball...

Rob sat opposite the three. Jay was lounging between the two women, who were both snuggling up to him and stroking his cock. Rob's face was red and his head was hanging.

"What's it gonna be, Rob?" Dianne asked him in a scornful voice. "You gonna play ball, or you wanna have your coming out."

"No! Please, no! I will do whatever you want."

"Well, on Monday, you quit your job. We will decide the rest of your fate later," Hilary said.

"But for now, 1 black dick and two pussies need servicing. Get down on your knees and crawl over here," Dianne told him. "Now, show us that you know your place, white boy!"

For a second, he looked like he was about to cry. However, he crawled over to them. They made him sit on his haunches and gathered around him. Jay pushed his cock at him and made him suck it. Hilary then pulled him off the dick and made him lick her pussy. His face was then shoved into Dianne's pussy and she fucked his face.

Rob's brains were reeling. He could not believe that his wife and this young black couple had set him up and fucked him bad, literary as well as figuratively. He knew he was finished.

Rob let them use his mouth for their own pleasure. He was used as a cock sucking, pussy licking eunuch, who was fucked regularly up the ass by Jay, or either of the women, with dildos, cucumbers or whatever was handy. They didn't give a fuck about his own pleasure. He was just a toy for them. And he knew better than to sulk, coz they didn't tolerate him acting up.

Indeed, Rob soon fitted himself quite well into his role of groveling, pussy and ass licking cumm bucket.

After securing the position of Vice President, which left her effectively running the company, Hilary employed Jay and they set about changing things. They planned to get rid of all the Caucasian males and only employ women or men from minorities. Any racists or stupid guys would just have to be fired and fucked up the ass.

Dianne meanwhile soon set up a brothel. Rob was the chief stud. The brothel catered for black and other males from the so called minorities, who were pissed off with whitey and wanted to fuck a white man in the mouth or up the ass. They could just come around and have a choice of fine, blond blue eyed white boys to choose from. And they could have them at a discount. Business was booming. Even women came around just to fuck a white boy up the ass with a fat strap on and make him lick their holes and toes. What surprised Dianne the most was that she never had problems recruiting straight white studs of any age. It was like she gave them a place where they really belonged. She seldom had problems motivating the staff and she realized she had to expand the business and branch out into other towns.

Rob loved his new job and he excelled. He just could not get enough cock,especially the black ones. Dianne threatened to fire him when she discovered that he was running around sucking black dick for free in his spare time. She told him she had no place for a stupid ho in her establishment. She kicked his ass and sat on his face till he licked her clean.

It was a small step for 3 people, but a great step for a great country.

Jay now had only one person left on his list, and that was Seth. 



Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 09



Chapter 1: Seth's dark secrets

Jay had planned on waiting a while before moving in on Seth, but the old boy forced his hand. When Hilary put Jay's name forward for promotion to head of the sales Department, Seth opposed it. Without his approval, the promotion would not happen.

It was then that Jay threw all his energy into digging for some dirt on Seth.

Jay called up Madeleine, the 55 year old wife of Seth's. He met the European aristocrat and fucked her all night, whilst Seth was away. She told him that Seth was travelling on his yacht, sailing around the Caribbean Jay became interested when Madeleine said that he never took her along.

"You think your husband is doing a little hanky panky abroad?"

"No. All the crew are male. I mean, they are all handsome, sexy young men and maybe that is the reason he never wants me along coz he is afraid I might get lecherous in my old age, she laughed.

When Seth flew back home, Jay flew to the Caribbean and located Seth's yacht. It was a huge, modern ship. He paid the Captain, Costa, a young, handsome, athletic Greek a couple of thousands and was taken aboard. The yacht was actually a moving palace, with tasty, expensive furnishings and enough Persian rugs to stock a bazaar for the affluent. It was armed with the latest technologies and had communication capabilities to equal Microsoft Headquarters. Seth could literary run his entire business empire from that place.

Costa and a couple of crew members, who were all Greek, young and handsome, with the bodies of Greek sculptures, cast off and took Jay on a short cruise.

"SO, tell me the truth, does the old boy pick up some hot Caribbean chicks on these cruises. Does he fly in some hot models, or belly dancers, or what does he do?" Jay asked Costa, as they drank some of Seth's expensive whiskey and smoked some Caribbean weed. They were lounging on one of the decks, watching the beautiful, red Caribbean sun set.

"No," chuckled the drunk, stoned Greek. "The old boy has some hanky panky going on, but it ain't with girls."

"What do you mean?"

"I can show you..." Costa said, with a twinkle in his eye. 

Costa then led Jay into the Captain's quarters. Locking his door securely, he then switched on his lap top and showed Jay some secretly filmed Videos. Jay could not believe what he saw. There was Seth getting down with three young Greek men. The old Billionaire Boy was sucking two thick, long fat Greek dicks, whilst he took another up the ass. Seth was into cock sucking and butt fucking in a big way. Jay skimmed through several DVDs of the old boy doing giving and taking cock like crazy.

Jay tried to buy some DVDs off Costa, but the young Greek refused. He was scared of losing his job. Seeing as the young Greek had been eyeing him lustfully most of the time, Jay then let him suck his dick. He butt fucked him to an oblivion. As Costa was dozing in gay dream land, Jay quickly copied the hottest, most explicit DVD. Costa did not even notice.

Jay then flew back home.

Chapter 2: Hostile buy in

The Manor was a stately residence on a hillside. It had been in the family for almost two centuries. Seth Smith, the current head of the family, walked down the long hallway, a glass of whiskey on ice in his hand, as he gazed with pride at the portraits of family patriarchs that had come before him. The sixty five year old was a tall, wide shouldered man with a square face, with a strong, jutting jaw. His beard and hair had a silver-greyish tint. There was something dominant and overbearing about him. He was a man used to barking out orders and having them followed. 

Seth stood before the portrait of the founder of the family dynasty, William Smith. He had always been his role model. It was William Smith who had started the family business and built this Manor. Rumour had it that he had come from Liverpool, a highway man who only escaped the hangman's noose by agreeing to migrate to the USA and never return.

Rumour further had it that William had started off robbing stage coaches and banks. He had been smart enough to marry into a rich, well respected business family. He had never really been accepted, and so he had secretly killed all the males of the family and taken over the family business. That had been in New York. To escape the malicious rumours about his criminal, murderous ways, William had then migrated to Denver where he had established his new family and business headquarters. Seth suspected that there was more than a hint of truth in the accounts about his ancestor. However, as far as he was concerned, life was all about winners and losers, and William Smith had definitely been a winner. Seth considered himself a winner too. 

However, as far as his own children were concerned, Seth was not too sure. His wife, Maude, had borne him 3 children. They were really all a disappointment for Seth. His first, 35 year old Geoffrey, was undergoing therapy, after a drug overdose which reeked of attempted suicide. Though the doctors stated that Geoffrey was making progress, Seth could not see his first born ever taking over the reigns as the head of the family. No sir. That was not a job for a weakling who committed suicide just because his wife was cheating on him with their black nigger gardener. Seth had offered to have both of them taken care of, but Geoffrey had only continued crying like a baby. Then the slut wife and the nigger gardener disappeared off the face of the earth and Geoffrey accused his dad of having them killed and disposed of. A private investigator informed Seth that the two were in Miami, living it up and spending his son's money. When Seth showed Geoffrey the photos and said, "Divorce that slut and forget her," his son had attempted to commit suicide. Seth had the fool committed into an institution. A couple of reporters got wind of the story and tried to run it. But Seth was well connected about town, so he had them fired and ran them out of Dodge. 

His second, Hilary, was an irritation. The 30 year old was always trying to be a man. As far as Seth was concerned, a woman's place was in the home, raising children and looking good. However, Hilary was driven and over ambitious. Seth had to admit that she was the smartest and most capable of his children, but he would be damned if he would let a woman inherit his business and pass it on to kids who bore another name. Seth did not like his son, Robert. Robert had in fact proved to be a great disappointment. He was an opportunist and an ass kisser. To make matters worse, of late, he had begun sucking up to Hilary in the worst way, always backing up her so called "modern, progressive" ideas up in meetings.

Seth was not too sure about his last and youngest child, David, 26. David was smart and had always had excellent grades at school. However, he did not seem to really care that much about the firm. And there was something about David that Seth did not like. He seemed to be, oh well, unmanly, to say the least. David was a meterosexual. Seth had hired a private eye, and found out that his son got regular all body waxing and peelings, as well as manicures and pedicures. He also wore lipstick, powdered his face and had a cosmetics cabinet which was better stoked than the average woman's. Seth had his suspicions, but the private eye had found no conclusive evidence of homosexuality. David actually dated a girl, though she looked like a boy in drag, as far as Seth was concerned. In fact, he was having investigated. Seth's wife loved their last born very much and saw nothing wrong with his behaviour. She quoted Bob Dylan, saying, "The times, they are a-changing." Seth did not care much for Bob Dylan and his harmonica and this meterosexual stuff. He had a list of things for which he was prepared to disown his offspring. He had always told his children than he would not tolerate homosexuals and nigger lovers. 

Seth blamed his disappointment with his children on his wife. He sometimes wondered why the hell he married some French speaking chick from Monaco in the first place. He didn't give a damn about her royal title any more However, his recent attempts to father new, better offspring worthy of carrying on the family name and traditions had not been that successful. Helen, a good, clean and wholesome young Texan woman had borne him two sweet, blonde children, but they were both girls. Women were such a disappointment, he decided, as he sipped his whiskey.

"Excuse me sir," a maid in a uniform interrupted Seth's reverie.

"Yes!" he replied curtly. He hated being disturbed.

"Sir, there is a gentleman who says he needs to speak urgently to you."

"Tell him to call my office and get an appointment."

"Sir, he says he is from the office and its very urgent sir."

"Alright send him in, but I hope for both your sakes that it is really important. I am in my study," he turned abruptly on his heel. 

Seth was sitting behind his desk in his study. He sat in a presidential armchair, behind a massive oak desk. Seth had an impressive library of books about great men in American and European history. In his mind, he felt like he belonged to them. After all, he had diversified the family business and multiplied the family fortune he had inherited at least 10 times. 

His brow knitted as the young black man walked in. He knew him. It was Jason from the office. Seth didn't like him. He was smart, competent and charismatic. But Seth just didn't like black men, especially not young over achievers. Seth and his daughter had recently had a big falling out concerning Jason. She wanted to appoint him Head of the Accounts Department. That, although he had only been with the firm for about a year, and was a black man at that. Seth preffered the good old world he had grown up in, where blacks were servants. If they wanted fortune and fame, why, they could be sports stars or musicians. If they wanted to do business, they could do it in their communities. However, there was no place for them in his family business. It angered Seth to think that his daughter was not only a girl, trying to play the man's role but also a white liberal.

"What can I do for you?" he said coldly, without a greeting. 

The young black man calmly closed the door behind him. He was a handsome man with a lean, athletic build. He looked good in his dark, pin striped suit, white shirt and tie, but Seth was not even impressed. Not really. Confidently, Jason, or Jay, as everybody called him at the office, took a seat opposite walked up to him and handed him a DVD.

"Evening sir. I would like to talk to you about my promotion to HOD. I want the job..."

"You want! Listen, you cheeky bastard...." Seth could not help exploding. He just couldn't stand the cheeky black bastard barging into his home and making such a demand, like...

"I think after watching this sir, you might reconsider. Just put it into your lap top."

"Listen, I am not watching anything and you you might as well rush back the office and pack your shit coz you have just gotten yourself fire. That's what happens when you forget your place boy!"

"Listen sir, do you think I am so foolish that I would barge in here like this if I didn't have something explosive on that DVD. I know you are an intelligent man, lemme do this..."

Jay reached for the Laptop that was on the desk and slid the DVD in. He pressed play and turned the screen to Seth. The film was only one minute long. It was a collage of a few scene.

"Where the hell did you get that!" Seth rasped. "You filthy animal!" Seth looked up at the black man who was sitting on his desk nonchalantly. "Boy, I will have you killed for this."

"Calm down sir. I ain't here to start shit..."

"Listen to me, you no good nigger!" Seth said in a very cold voice. "You have just committed suicide. I have friends in this town. It wont take much for the police to find enough drugs and guns and such stuff on you to send your black nigger ass to jail for life. Or I can just simply have you whacked, you hear. You will be one less nigger to worry about!"

"Oh sir, I wouldn't advice you to do that. If anything should happen to me, every little newspaper, magazine and TV station will get a copy of that DVD and I mean the full length version. This will cause a scandal bigger that the Paris Hilton tape. What I am saying is, if you fuck me, you will also be fucked big time."

Seth's eyes flashed madly as he glared at the black man. For a second, he seemed on the verge of just losing it and attacking Jay. Then he caught himself.

"How much do you want?"

"I want in."

"In on what?"

"The family and the business. You can consider this a hostile buying in. I want the job as HOD. I need a few years to get to know the lay of things in the firm, and then I will ascend to CEO."

"You must be kidding. That post is only reserved for family members. And we never had niggers in my family!"

"Well you do now sir. Hilary is pregnant, and in five months you will have grandchildren sir! And I say grandchildren coz she is carrying twins."

"What!!! If Hilary should be so stupid as to bear a bunch of niggers, I will disinherit her. I will not accept niggers in my family!"

"They carry at least twenty five percent of your genes, sir, so technically speaking, they aren't niggers. And as far as disinheriting her, that wont be that easy. We hired a private detective sir," Jay threw a few glossy photos onto the desk. They showed Seth with his young blonde mistress, Helen and their two kids, at an amusement park. "If Helen lets this come out sir, your wife, who is the only person behind you right now, will become your worst enemy. And since the two of you don't have a prenuptial agreement, why, sir. You will be in shit. This would be a very dirty fight sir. I mean, you are sixty five, right. That means you got 15 years at the most. Is this how you want to spend them, fighting your family."

"Gottamn!!!!" Seth rasped, finally showing shock. He gave Jay a baleful glare.

"Sir, we can fight each other on this and both lose. Or, we can handle it like grown ups. We need each other."

"Nobody needs you, you filthy nigger!!!" Seth spat.

"Oh, but you do. You have no grandchildren. The family needs new blood. The company needs new impulses and ideas. Everything here is old, stale and stagnant. You need a breath of new life, and a little colour!"

"This family business was built with hard work, honour, integrity and trust, things you know nothing about, you rat!"

"Without the cheap slave labour that was supplying you with the cheap cotton, you would never have prospered this much. Not to mention that William was a common thief, bush whacker and a heinous murderer sir. And, the whole foundation of this country was built with slave labour and exploitation of blacks, native Americans and even the Chinese who built the railway lines. Where was honour and integrity in that, sir!"

"I cannot accept you in the family. You spit on everything we value. You are coming to my table, holding a gun to my head and saying you want to sup with us!"

"Do I have any other alternative? Would you otherwise welcome me with open arms? Didn't you run that black gardener out of town that Hilary talked to when she was 16?"

"You have cold anger, hatred and lust for vengeance. You wanna destroy us, don't you?"

"No sir! I have grown mature now. I want to have a meaningful future for me and my children, your grandchildren sir. We cant change the past, but we can bury it. Destroy and rebuild, sir."

"I wont accept this. Never!"

"You are being emotional sir. You want your family and your business to prosper, after you are gone. Do you see either of your two sons managing that?" He paused, fixing his dark eyes on Seth's. Seth flushed and looked away. 

"I wont accept it. You are a filthy animal. What you were doing on that film is vile and decadent."

"Well, sir, if you don't agree to my demands, I will publish those photos on the internet. Call me tomorrow sir, and let me know your answer."

"Does Hilary know what an evil bastard and a filthy rogue she is dragging into my family."

"Oh, she helped me devise the plan. She, her husband and your son, David are all part of this. They seem to hate you, for the way you tried to raise them. Its like, you told them a bunch of lies about life and the world sir. I suggest for the sake of the business and the family, that you cooperate. Thank you for your time sir."

Jay retrieved the DVD out of the laptop and walked calmly out of the room. He closed the door gently behind him.

The white patriarch poured himself at least three shots of whiskey and knocked his glass down. He sat back in his chair and pondered. Seth was no softies Many people who had messed around with him in the past had lived to regret it big time. He assessed Jay. He knew that he would have no problem at all getting the black man locked up or even killed. He would be just another dead nigger. One less, to worry about. 

However, Seth did not think that Jay was bluffing. He was a determined maniac. 

Seth played different scenarios through his head. He thought of luring Jay, pretending to agree and then moving in on him. He could easily have some experts tail him, monitor him around the clock. He immediately discarded the idea. The last thing he wanted was for some private detectives witnessing what he had just seen on the DVD. No matter how much he paid them, the temptation of selling it to the media would be too great even for a very loyal person to resist.

Seth decided that he could not blame the nigger for wanting in on the action, and trying to get a piece of the pie. However, he was so disappointed with his children, his daughter Hilary and his son David. He called David, but the guy was not answering his phone. Then he called Hilary. She told him that she was 100% behind Jay.

"You are destroying the family you whore."

"Dad, if you live in a glass house, don't throw stones. A nigger whore is better than a fag. I know that you have a penchant for Greek dick. You should try some black dick, yunno."

"What the hell you talking abut?"

"You know damn well dad. Goodbye." She hung up.

"You are a traitor and a nigger whore!" Seth shouted, but the line was dead.

Chapter 3: New times

Seth did the best he could do in those circumstances, he played ball. Three days later, Jay, his wife, Dianne, Seth's children, David and Dianne, Dianne's husband Rob came for supper in the manor. Everyone was in jovial spirits, except for Seth. He was bitter and frustrated. 

After supper they all retired into Seth's study, where contracts were signed, which effectively gave Hilary power over the firm's affair. Joints were then produced and lit. Wine was consumed in vast quantities.

"So dad, I think that it is now time for the grand finale." Hilary said, a devilish twinkle in her eye.

"What grand finale."

On cue, Jay stood up and walked to the centre of the room. Without much fanfare, the black man simply stripped off his clothes and stood naked before them all.

What the hell is the meaning of this!" Seth snarled, ripping his eyes off the alluring, dark body.

"Oh daddy, stop acting up. We all know about your little secret. Which is good, coz a family should not keep secrets. Now, we know you love sucking the dicks of muscular, young Greeks and Arabs. Of course, you have to pay for it, so that makes you nothing but a John. Now, you wont be needing to do that any more We have something better in the family, we have big black cock!"

"I don't know what the hell you are talking about."

"Of course you do dad. Jay showed me footage of your last cruise. That was really kinky Dad, you sucking on two huge Greek cocks on the deck, whilst you took a third one up the ass. Now, dad, all of us here would like to watch you sucking on that big, black cock over there, don't you Mum."




Destroy and Rebuild Pt. 09



"By all means. I have always known that your dad was into male humiliation and cock sucking. It pained me that he did not share this part of life with me. I am so happy this is about to change."

"No! Its a lie Madeleine. Please believe me."

"Oh shut the fuck up. I want you to crawl to that black man and suck his dick right now, or the whole town will know that you are a cocksucker and a fag."

"You don't understand. It is an old tradition. The Greeks, and the Romans, all Empires from Europe practiced that. Read History books."

"Excuse me sir," Dianne said, with a grin. "But we don't need to read books to know that most white guys like sucking on big, fat cocks. Now, since you are the man of the house, we will allow you access to my husband. Just get up sir, crawl over to him and suck the black cock. If you do a good job, we might even allow you to take his cock up the ass."

"Why do you have a camera."

"Oh, this Video is just a souvenir, anyway, why worry about one video when we have several DVDs showing you sucking cock and taking it up the ass."

As Seth crawled to jay and knelt before the black men, he realised that his family, as he had always loved to envision it, would never ever exist again. This you black man had seen to that.

Seth took Jay's throbbing cock in his strong, pale hand. He weighed it in his palm and stroked it. It was indeed a nice, good, strong, hard cock, worthy of fucking his rich mouth. Seth opened up for it and engulfed it.

The rich man's wife, his son and daughter and is son then were treated to an hour of servant cock sucking by Seth. The old guy loved Jay's black cock instantly. He was a great cocksucker and he sucked for all he was worth. Jay finally came all over his face. Seth was in heaven, for he so loved feeling a hard, throbbing cock spurt its cream cumm into his mouth.

Chapter 4: The conclusion

Jay was glad that he had finally joined the Billionaire Boy's Club, for it gave him access to some new information. Strong winds were blowing and some things were happening which would change the face of the Earth. And only the Billionaires knew about them. One could even say they were more or less behind them.

The End