9 comments/ 22668 views/ 13 favorites Texas Dirt By: ChokoLitStixxx332 Perilous Dank was one of dem bandana wearin', silver sunglass sporting, motorcycle riding white boys that would make you salivate at the mere sight of him. He stood at 5'11, with jet black hair, a large wide nose, succulent lips and piercing gray- green eyes. He wore skin tight Levi jeans, tattered brown construction boots and a simple black t shirt with the sleeves cut off. As he disembarked from his motorcycle, spit to the ground and walked towards the gas station, LeArra was in a state of awe as she watched his massive ass switch from side to side. The dark skinned sista felt her nipples harden and clitty bud tingle as she imagined pulling and massaging the 260 pound redneck as he skewered her to pieces with his THIRTEEN INCH rod. "Oh hell naw," LeArras girlfriend, Kiki, smiled. "Girl, for a white boy, that muthafucka right dere is hot!! He could do me right now," LeArra did the ghetto girl knee-drop to emphasize her point. "He does have a nice build," Kiki acknowledged. "I bet his dick is big as fuck." "Hell yee-ah, girl. I know dats right. " "I'mma wait for him to come back out," LeArra made her mind up. "For real?" KiKi smiled. "I bet that would get him off real good to do two sistas at the same time. I'd sit on his fuckin' face...you could try to deepthroat dat nigga as you finger dat juicy ass. "It's on," LeArra gave KiKi a high five. "Let's go get em." Perilous pushed the swinging doors open and calmly walked towards his motorcycle. He felt like someone was watching him, and following the magnetic pull- he was surprised to see a pair of dark eyes resting on the huge outline in the front of his pants. It wasn't like he never got that (cuz he did), but this was a sexy ass black chick who seemed to be in a trance.Perilous simply licked his lips and let a smile wash over his face. At 37, it was good to know that he "still had it." He began to reach for the gas hose when a hand rested on his huge chest. "I got dat," a ghetto voice said. It was LeArra, who hid behind the pump until Perilous reached it. As she stared into his sexy eyes, she seen a white stud who she knew could fuck the living shit out of her. So without asking, she rested both hands on his chest and locked lips with him in a juicy, passionate kiss. "Mmmm," Perilous moaned, as he felt a second pair of hands slide down into his back pockets and squeeze his ass. KiKi had taken the liberty to hug him from behind (her huge melons mashing into his back) as LeArra massaged his pecks. LeArra broke the kiss and knelt in the hot 'Texas Dirt' before the huge white cowboy. With his huge dick coiling around, LeArra bit his dick through his jeans. "Fuck yea," he moaned, as it dawned on him they were at a public gas station, and their activities were most likely being recorded on camera. Not to mention the clerk, who was in fact watching through the window. "Shit, if he don't say nothing- I ain't gon' worry about it." KiKi then lifted his shirt over his head from behind and threw it to the ground, his red nipples rising in the hot Texas sun. KiKi quickly knelt and started kissing his ass through the jeans. "Fuckin' shit," the clerk felt his own dick harden. He hoped nobody else showed up, desperate to see how far things could actually go. Meanwhile, the girls worked as a team to slide Perilous' tight jeans down to his ankles but kept on his huge construction boots. Finally naked, his skin hair turned a beautiful gold as the sun bathed him in warmth and KiKi palmed his ass wide open. She wildly stuck out her tongue and took a swab deep into his sweat soaked asscrack. "Oh gooawwwddd," he sighed, as her tongue slid over his clenching hole. "Dayum dat shit feels good." His boots crunched loudly on the gravel pavement as he spread his legs wide and squatted down. He spit on two fingers, slid them in LeArras panties and deep into her pulsating pink gash. LeArra was now turned around backwards and was looking upside down to see KiKi's face stuffed up the cowboys butt and slurping away. LeArra took that as her cue to lean her upside down and pull NINE inches of the hot Texas slab down her throat. Her stomach retched and heaved but it still wasn't deep enough. "C'mon, slut. Choke it down," Perilous spread his legs even wider, as KiKi shoved her tongue so deep up his ass that he swore he felt it in his stomach. Spit ran from his soaked ass and over LeArras upside down face, also covered in all of the throat slime being dredged up by his INVASIVE dick. LeArra bucked her hips on the white man's huge fingers as he finally squatted down far enough to tear her panties totally off. He palmed all ten of his fingers under her ass and hiked her high in the air for a STANDING SIXTY NINE. He roughly held her in one hand, as he deftly reached down into his motorcycles storage bin. He found a huge ten inch dildo (that he always kept handy for times like these) and inserted a quarter inch into her pussy, in addition to circling the tip of his tongue over clit. Perilous wanted her to consume all THIRTEEN INCHES of his fuckin' dick. So he made her work for what she wanted : the more of his dick she crammed down her throat- the more he plunged the dildo and his licks became more drawn out. Perilous staggered to remain upright as KiKi stopped tonguing out his ass and began beating him with his own leather belt. THWACK...THWACK...THWACK. "FUCK!!" he spat around LeArra's wet pussy. "Dayum dat shit stings." As KiKi viciously beat the cowboys beefy ass, huge red welts slowly appearing, LeArra decided to take the high road. She placed her hands on the bottom of his back (safe from the belts range) and pushed up to SWALLOW HIS ENTIRE DICK. "Fuckin' hell you black bitch ...fuck you!!" KiKi simply went ham on my nigga and for the next ten minutes she turned the cowboys ass beet red as LeArra continuously bobbed up and down, sending huge cables of spit flying through the air. "No fuckin' way," the store clerk finally pulled out his own dick, spit on it and lewdly jacked off to the interracial trio. Perilous finally nutted down the whores throat and sat her rightside up. Then before KiKi could whip him anymore, he spun around -catching the belt in one hand- and used it to Yank her back into his chest. "You had your fun beating me," he growled into her ears. "Now it's my turn..." Texas Dirt Pt. 02 DISCLAIMER: For those who may be offended at the conclusion of the story- RELAX. It's only fiction. ***** "You had your turn beating me," Perilous used the belt to draw KiKi deep into his chest. "Now it's my turn." KiKi began to squirm and used her feet to kick off the side of a gas pump. That, in turn, caused Perilous to crush both of his hands over KiKi's neck and squeeze until the air backflowed out of her nose. "Stop fighting, whore," he ordered. "Huattt, huackkk, ptuhhh," he haulked a loogie over her face. The humongous cowboy tired of KiKi struggling, so he spun in a circle and threw her down at his feet. LeArra took that as an opportunity to sit on KiKi's back and use Perilous' black T-shirt as makeshift handcuffs. "What now?" LeArra looked up to the handsome cowboy, who stood wide legged with his massive dick standing tall in the air. "Let's get this bitch inside," Perilous suggested. "You're not going to use the wheelbarrow?" LeArra stared at a rusted wheelbarrow which sat baking in the 'Texas Dirt'. Perilous felt his eyebrows raise as he quickly swallowed a wad of spit in lust. "Good idea." Before he did that, though, he fished a few clothespins from his trusty toolbox. He attached one to each nipple, and clamped the third one directly over her clit. KiKi started to scream until LeArra grabbed her by the hair and jammed the dildo (still coated in pussy juice) deep down her throat. Admiring his work, Perilous teased KiKi by holding the huge leather belt before her eyes. He then spun around like an angry slave master and crashed it over her clothesbitten chest. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK the blows came hard and fast as Perilous beat KiKi to a pulp. INSIDE THE GAS STATION... "Awwfoougggckkk," the store clerk finally threw his head back and nutted all over the floor of the gas station. "It's so fuckin' hot. ..ummm...ugh...unnnn." Perilous knew that he had a captive audience so he gave a performance to be remembered. He yanked KiKi by the roots of her hair and bodyslammed her into the wheelbarrow so that her chocolate legs spread high in the air. "Ahhh," she screamed from the scalding hot metal. "It's burning me." KiKi struggled to rise, but was powerless against the 260 pound stud. Perilous gripped the sides of the wheelbarrow, dug his boots deep into the 'Texas Dirt' and sank his THIRTEEN INCH white snake deep into the hot black pussy. "Fuck," Perilous screamed as the metal burned his hands as well. The wheelbarrow seemed to teeter totter and was on the verge of capsizing from the intensity of his lust driven thrusts. He knew that her back would be burnt a little, but nothing an aloe vera plant couldn't fix. Shit. The same went for his hands. If he could grin and bare it- so could she. LeArra knelt behind the cowboy and slowly licked from the inside of his boots, up his calves and the inside of his thighs. When she reached his blubbery ass, she buried her face so deep that all you could see was the end of her hair. "Sloo-urp, sloo-urp, sloo-urp," LeArra attempted to inhale the white man's ass like a blood sucking leech. "Mmm...mmm-hmm." "Eat dat ass," Perilous rolled his eyes and sank his paws over KiKi's inflamed titties. "SPUIZZZZZZ- ITTT-IZZZZZ," KiKi squirted hard, temporarily ejecting the cum drenched piece of white chocolate from her throbbing lovehole. "See," Perilous laughed, as her squirt ran back into the wheelbarrow to cool her back. "That's mother nature at work. Perilous then stared deep into her eyes, and seeing what he wanted to see, he began to drag her towards the toilet shed. "Hnhhh?" both girls gasped, as they observed a Dixie flag draped over a toilet stall. That didn't even mention the racial graffiti. "FUCK ALL NIGGERS!!" "SUCK A DICK!!" "BOW DOWN TO THE WHITE MAN!!" "What is this place?" LeArra hesitated. True enough, her boyfriend lost a bet to the biker club, but she didn't sign up for this. "Down," Perilous forced KiKi on all fours and marched her forward so that she was staring into a piss filled toilet. "We're almost done." Perilous haulked a loogie over KiKi's asshole, then instructed LeArra to stuff her fist up KiKi's pussy, while he simultaneously PLUNGED balls deep up the whores ass. "Nigger whore," Perilous screamed pervertedly, as he viciously plowed in and out of the tight black ass. "Fuck you!!" Thirty minutes later, and simply wanting things to end, KiKi began to throw her hips back, as LeArra went back to sucking the cowboys butthole. SPLASH!! Perilous finally lost his cool and dunked KiKi's face in the toilet bowl of piss. "Don't worry, it's all mine," he gritted his teeth and shivered like he was in an ice cold freezer. "Take my cum you black bitches. FOOUGGGGKKKKKK!!" Once the white stud planted his nut up KiKi's black ass, he forced LeArra to suck it all back up. "Don't swallow it," he stood triumphantly over them, as he stared at the swastika. "Feed it back to her. Then you can go back and tell dat boyfriend of yours that we're finally even..." THE END. Texas Dirt Pt. 03 This is a continuation of my 'Texas Dirt' series. For some strange reason, people seemed to totally misunderstand and falsely label this story without giving me the chance to set it up. At first I almost gave up...but I'm a big boy. I'm NOT a quitter. So if you like it-you like it. If you don't- you don't. Either way, I'll be alright. Criticism is welcome...racist comments are not. ***** "Even?...You knew that he was gonna do this?" KiKi downed the white mans cum. "How could you?" "We were both down," LeArra tried to clean up her mess. "You already know what it is." "I expected for him to fuck us," KiKi slowly rose from the restroom floor. "But not like dis. Dat shit was brutal, girl: he called me out of my name...dunked my head in piss...I ain't sign up for all of this." "KiKi?" "Yes." "Do you trust me? I mean, for real- for real?" "I guess... but this ain't making it any easier." "I can't tell you the details, but you will be vindicated. Okay? Just trust me..." "Baby," Shalamar suddenly burst through the door and knelt to cradle his partner in his arms. "Are you okay?" "We're fine," LeArra put on her best tough girl face. "It was humiliating as hell, but we both get to live to see another day." "Who-...who's he?" KiKi was surprised to see a hulking 280 pound Rastafarian with a gun holstered at his hips. "DEA agent Shalamar Walker," the man extended a huge hand. He was dressed in all black, with long black dreads that were tied in a single ponytail. Standing at a tall 6'3, he resembled the rapper Busta Rhymes- only bigger and a tad bit more handsome. "DEA?" KiKi shivered, as a few agents quickly handed her a blanket. "That means that you all played me. This is some fucked up shit. She's trained. She was supposed to take the brunt of everything. You literally pimped me out." "Not exactly," Agent Walker stepped between the two women. "We have been watching 'The Hounds of Darkness' for years, and we have never gotten this close." "But I was able to plant a tracking device on his motorcycle," Agent LeArra Syms interrupted. "So we'll monitor his movements for a few weeks and follow up with a raid. We are confident that we can find additional information that can lead us directly to his leader." "What about me?" KiKi wondered, as she still tasted Perilous' cum in her mouth, not to mention his piss drying on her face. "Trust me...he'll get his," LeArra whispered in KiKi's ear. "Since we're so deep cover in this shit, we have room to go off grid." "I don't understand..." "You don't have to... at least for now..." Agent Walker and Agent LeArra Syms drove KiKi to a nice hotel so that she could wind down and collect her thoughts. And boy did KiKi have a whole lot on her mind. She still couldn't believe that she allowed a man to do what he did to her. Even worst, was that while the ordeal had taken a turn for the worst, KiKi had to admit: the white boy could lay down some dick. Then to top it off, he had made her squirt... again and again and again. "Stop acting brand new," a dark voice seemed to taunt her. "Brush the dirt off your shoulder and keep it movin'." But that's what the problem was: she couldn't seem to forget. While the hot bubble bath seemed to calm her nerves, her back still burnt from the wheelbarrow. Most surprising of all, though, was KiKi felt her pussy pulse as she thought of how hard the white cowboy seemed to hammer her into the ground. So with nobody around, KiKi spread her legs and slowly inserted a finger deep into her moist love hole. Then, as her mind was overloaded with pictures of the sexy white cowboy, she rubbed her clit and wildly humped into the air. "Oh f-fuccckkk," KiKi bit her lips as she imagined the 260 pound white stud plowing into her. "Ravage this black pussy.. take what's yours... ahhhh." KiKi seemed as if she were in a trance as she sensuously gyrated her hips in time to the thrusting of her fingers. Perilous was actually her first white boy, but she had secretly lusted for them her whole life. Especially the kind like Perilous, who basically was built like a nigga anyways. He had a barrel chest, huge dick and tremendously stacked ass. As KiKi reminisced on how good Perilous had fucked her, she slid her own hand to squeeze her ass in the same manner Perilous had done earlier. "Got dayum," KiKi's head banged uncontrollably into the ultra soft pillow. "He's making me cum for the tenth thousandth time. Ahhh...fuck." KiKi had always experienced hard orgasms, so after soaking the bed in girl cum, she rolled into a fetal position and slept like a baby. IN LEARRA'S ROOM... "So, how did she do?" Agent Walker held his partner in his chest. "Is she strong enough for this kind of work? I mean, it's a new age of crime these days, and it takes more than just a pretty face." "Nobody knows that more than I do," LeArra spoke from personal experience. "That's why I took my time before selecting KiKi. And Perilous, with his crazy ass. He let her have it." "Do tell," Shalamar licked his lips and spread his legs wide apart, giving LeArra access to his footlong black dick. "It wasn't nothing to write home about," LeArra brushed the days events out of her mind. "Well, except for the part when Perilous folded her in a wheelbarrow. "Oh hell naw," Shalamar smiled. "He got dat shit off me." "So I had to, you know, play the role," LeArra leaned down to kiss the tip of her partners throbbing shaft. "Oh yeah- how?" "You know how I always tease Perilous about his nice ass and being built like a nigga?" LeArra said with a smile. "He IS built like a nigga," Shalamar confirmed. "Well, I took this nasty lil tongue of mine and got all up in dat ass. I couldn't let KiKi do all the work." "Hey, I ain't mad at'cha," Shalamar prepared to receive the blowjob of a lifetime. "I just need you to play the role of a whore sucking off a Mexican drug lord: make me cum or else." He then palmed both hands over LeArra's head and shoved down with all of his might. What could he say? Being undercover was not only dangerous, but one often had to get their hands dirty as well. "You're old school DEA- and you do whatever it takes to crack the case," LeArra played the mantra over and over in her mind. "In these streets, it's literally 'no pain- no gain." LeArra allowed her mind to enter "survival mode" as she felt her nipples harden and adrenaline surge. Even though Shalamar was only playing, these situations happened in the field all of the time. So in spite of the shame, fear and humiliation, LeArra had to keep going. And that's why LeArra did NOT feel sorry for how they treated KiKi. While the training was intense, it just may very well save a life one day, because these streets ain't nothing nice. And whether KiKi knew it or not, that was a lesson still to be learned. TO BE CONTINUED... Texas Dirt Pt. 04 Read my story 'Texas Dirt', parts 1-3, to know who's who. ***** As KiKi lie in her bed, with the mornings sun flickering through the white sheer curtains, she didn't quite know what to make of her current situation. It had been nearly a year ago when LeArra made her first appearance in KiKi's life. KiKi simply ran into her at the grocery store, they made small talk and have been inseparable ever since. While the friendship blossomed, Kiki always knew that LeArra was the wilder one of the two. But as long as she was kept out of it...who was she to judge? With this latest incident, though, LeArra had involved KiKi. As a matter of fact, LeArra (and who she now understood to be her DEA handlers) had played KiKi like a fiddle. LeArra had feigned interest in a sexy ass white boy, all in an attempt to supposedly plant some kind of tracking device on his motorcycle. LeArra had claimed that the DEA was tracking the man in an attempt to get closer to a rogue biker gang. So for that, KiKi felt a little useful. But they still could have given her a heads up. "KiKi," came LeArra's voice, as she knocked on the door. "Can I come in?" "Only if it's just you," KiKi said sarcastically. "I'm not in the mood to have a biker boy dunk my head in a toilet bowl filled with piss." "About that-" "No," KiKi cut her off. "Whether it was a sting operation or not, you were supposed to be in my place. You're the one with the training." "Girl, I went through the same kind of training that you're going through," LeArra said with no sense of sympathy. "And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?" KiKi felt like slapping the taste out of her home girls mouth. "You're in...you passed the test." KiKi didn't know what to say. While she actually had applied with the CIA, a whole separate entity, her recruiter told her to tell no one and she did just that. So how could LeArra know? "But... but...I never even mentioned anything to you," KiKi thought of calling her recruiter. "You didn't have to. Your call sign is 'apple', right?" "Y-yeah." "I spoke with Roberto and he said you're in...you are officially an undercover agent." "Yeah," KiKi still tried to sort everything out. "But how can that be? You're DEA and I wanted to be CIA?" "All interchangeable when we're fighting a war against the same enemy. Do you understand?" "Yes,mamn." "Un uh, girl. Don't be getting all official on me. I'm still you're home girl LeArra. Ain't nothing changed." "You're good," KiKi finally smiled. "I would have never knew." "But you want to know something?" LeArra smiled back. "You're even better. Because you could have blown your cover several times to make it easier on yourself." "No," KiKi shook her head. "Failure is not an option. And you do whatever you have to do to get through what you need to get through." "Spoken like a true agent," LeArra gave her sum dap. "Now can I tell you something else that you might not have picked up on?" "What now?" "Perilous is your new partner." "Who? That sexy ass white boy?" "Yee-up," LeArra said. "I thought you might like that." "Mmm-hmmm," KiKi reminisced. "Well at least we can't say that we don't know each other. I know what he looks like... smells like... hell, I can even tell you what the muthafucka taste like." "Same here," a deep voice broke into the conversation. "Hnhhh?" KiKi jumped in surprise. "Okay, look...I'm on the team now. No more surprises. Is there anybody else in this damn room?" "Just us," Perilous made his way to sit next to KiKi on the bed. "Can I say something to you... Agent?" "You damn well better say something, nigga. You owe me an apology," KiKi reverted back into ghetto girl mode. "My back is still hurting from that wheelbarrow." "And my ass is still hurting from when you beat the shit out of me with my own belt," Perilous threw an arm over her shoulder. "The truth is that we're all playing a dangerous game out here. That's the only reason why I went so hard on you the other day. You do understand that, right?" "Yes, sir." "Good, girl," Perilous instinctively leaned over and planted a kiss directly on KiKi's lips. "Long as we have an understanding." "So does that mean I get to squat over your face and take a piss on you?" "If you want to," Perilous licked his lips. "That's a fetish of mine, actually. I'll drink you dry, bitch?" "Bitch?" LeArra flicked Perilous on the back of the head. "We're not in the field right now, so get it together." "My bad, my bad," Perilous threw his hands up. "I just wanted me and you to be on the same page. Our first mission is tomorrow." "Already?" KiKi was still trying to wrap her head around how fast things seemed to be going. "Mm-hmm," Perilous stood to walk away, placing his juicy booty square in her face. KiKi knew they had just been officially introduced as partners, but as she stared at dat ass, (knowing what it felt like to squeeze and hold as Perilous hammered her into the ground), KiKi put a finger in his back pocket to halt him. "Whoa there, cowboy. Leaving so soon?" Perilous quickly turned around, towering over her, as he threw a foot against the back of the couch, locking her in place. "That's more like it," KiKi submissively palmed her partners massive ass, while he fumbled around with unbuckling his belt. KiKi helped him by grabbing the belt and yanking it out, all before curling it around her neck so that either end formed a handle. "Are you sure?" Perilous tentatively grabbed the belt. "Do they go easy in the field?" KiKi teasingly licked over the bulge his pants. LeArra came from behind and massaged his shoulders as KiKi leaned under him to sniff his nutsac. "Can't say that they do," Perilous laughed, all before he turned on her. "So suck that fucking dick." KiKi and LeArra once again worked as a team to strip the white boy down to only his construction boots. Once totally uncovered, KiKi leaned under him and swabbed her tongue from his asshole, over his balls and up every throbbing inch of his THIRTEEN inch pipe of white chocolate. "Mmm," Perilous flared his nostrils and caught the tip of his tongue between his lips. "That feels so fucking good. Awww, fuck yeah." "Urgggck...aggg...urgg...ooomkt," KiKi hungrily pulled down on her partners ass while pushing up with her head. She was determined to devour his dick in one try. Her throat felt like somebody was trying to shove a bat down it, which caused her throat to emit ungodly sounds. "C'mon," LeArra reached under Perilous' legs so she could wildly smack KiKi's massive melons. "Swallow dat nigga down to the balls." "Hell yeah," Perilous felt his adrenaline surge, as LeArra kissed his ass from behind. "Eat that dick up." KiKi had already swallowed a respectable SEVEN inches, but that still left a good SIX inches and Perilous wanted to see her get it all. "Don't make me use this," Perilous wiggled the belt around in his hands. "Just open wide, stick out your tongue and go for what you know." LeArra held one hand behind KiKi's head and pushed up, while she used the other to slide in her panties and pinch her clit. "Dat a girl," Perilous rolled his eyes into the back of his skull. "Almost dere." When LeArra pinched her clit, KiKi gasped for air and that allowed Perilous to sink FIVE inches down her throat. With one more inch left, Perilous spread his legs and towered over her from above. "Look at me, look at me," Perilous screamed. "You can choke yourself out on that dick all you want. But you're not leaving until it's all the way in there." KiKi knew that she could do it, because she did it before. But last time it was from a different angle. Nevertheless, KiKi grabbed the white stud and finally stuffed his dick all the way down her throat. "Aww fuck," Perilous moaned. "Now I need you to act like you're on a mission. Pretend that you have somewhere to be. Make me nut in five minutes or less. Let's see what you got." KiKi didn't know what it was, but there was something in the tone of her partners voice that made her want to go all out for him. She knew they weren't in the field just yet, but situations like these had to present themselves all of the time. So KiKi pulled the massive slab of white meat from her throat and pushed her titties together. No man could resist a nice pair of chocolate titties. "Hey, big boy," KiKi said in a sexy voice. "Why don't you slip and slide down here for a minute? And when you get ready to nutt, just aim it straight for my face." Perilous began a sensuous rhythm and swung his throbbing dick between her titties like a swinging pendulum. He and KiKi had become so enamored with what they had going on, they totally forgot about LeArra still being in the room. But that was soon to change, as LeArra knelt behind the fake biker boy and jammed her tongue deep up his ass. "Grrrrrfugggccckkk," Perilous threw his head back and nutted uncontrollably. "Eat daddies cum." The nasty trio sucked and fucked one another through the night. While some of it was simply business (because they needed to be credible to maintain a cover story), some of it was also pleasure. "Hell," KiKi justified within herself. "He can get down in the bedroom. What more is there to say?"