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Why Should I Beg?

By: alupine



From out of the shower a blonde woman stepped onto a pink shag rug and wrapped a towel around her torso and a second towel around her hair. She felt refreshed as she opened the door and walked down the hall to a bedroom at the end. 

After getting inside she closed the door and removed the towel around her midsection revealing an enviable hourglass figure. As she rubbed her fingers over her scalp and through her hair, her large breasts jiggled. She took care to dry her body completely and, grabbing a bottle from the dresser, began moisturizing liberally until her skin felt silky smooth and smelt faintly of lavender. 

After opening her closet doors she took a pink frilly dress and hung it on the door handle. Grabbing a pair of pinkish shoes from her collection, she held them up by the dress, but frowned and set the shoes back.

She tried on half a dozen dresses with different shoes, until it was nearly ten. The cell phone on the dresser vibrated, as it began playing one of her favorite pop songs. She slid her finger across the phone's touch screen and hit the speakerphone function.

"What's up?" she asked.

"You on your way?" her friend responded loudly through the club music in the background.

"I'm still waiting for Joey to pick me up. What time is it?"

The nearly sheer black dress she held up in the mirror barely covered her breasts and it was cut up near her hips all the way down to her ankles. The rest covered her torso below the chest and her upper legs, but it was completely backless. She had bought it almost a year ago and had only worn it once, and then only for her boyfriend. Not tonight she thought, shaking her head, and putting the dress back on the rack.

"It's 10:30, you better leave now."

"Shit. OK, I'll call Joey."

"Bye."

After hanging up, she made a few gestures on the touch screen, and it was ringing again.

"Hello?" she heard a man's voice say through a din of shouting and hollering on the line.

"Joseph, where are you?"

"Still at Frank's. The game is running late, sorry baby."

"Late? We were supposed to meet Jenny at the club two hours ago!"

"Let's go next week baby, it's already late. The game will probably be another hour."

"Uh! Joseph, not again!"

"Sorry babe I can't control the game, so-. Oh I gotta go. Call you after." And with that he hung up.

"Fucking... uh!" Her phone bounced across the bed when she tossed it. Then she pushed her dresses hard causing many to fall off the hangers onto the floor. The tight black dress fell right on top.

She sighed and stared at it.

"Fuck it, I'm not going to let him ruin another night," she said with anger, grabbing the dress.

* * *

A week ago they had planned to do the traditional dinner and movie. Justine got to Joe's room around 7. The door to his dorm room at the middle of the hall was open. With a big smile she walked in and said, "Hey babe!"

Seconds passed before he looked up from the computer screen to greet his girlfriend. Joe had a square jaw and the look of someone who worked out a few times a week.

"Oh hey," he replied. 

"You just gonna sit there?" she asked.

"Let me just... Shit! Fucker gibbed me!" he yelled.

"What are you playing?" she asked with dubious curiosity.

"Deathzone."

"What?"

"It's an FPS. Shit I just died again. I'm almost done, just a few more minutes and we can go out."

"Ok, I'll just go to the girls' bathroom over in Orange hall and finish getting changed."

"Uh, ok." He nodded.

Justine shook her head and left. She really wanted to wow him and get his attention. She had come in just a jeans and t-shirt, but she had brought the skimpy translucent black dress that showed off her lovely figure. She thought Joe would like it so much that he'd make a move before their date even started. She took about a half an hour getting dressed and putting on all her makeup.

When she opened the door to Joe's room, he was still playing video games.

"So what do you think?" she asked, leaning over and bouncing up and down a little.

"You look good," he said without looking away from his game.

Justine sighed in despair, putting her hands to her hips.

* * *

The tight black dress that lay on the bed hadn't been worn since then. Justine turned to the closet and leaned over to reach a tall pair of black pumps. She sat on the duvet and began putting her small and beautiful feet into the shiny black shoes.

This was her first boyfriend that didn't want to fuck her at least twice a week. She couldn't believe it had been two months since they last had sex. Just the memory of how she even had begged for sex made her angry.

* * *

She pushed the laptop on which he was watching a football, forward off his crotch and put her head in the way of the screen. Joe kept telling her to stop as he tried to hold her hand back. She finally started putting her mouth between his legs. Pressing against his denim jeans, his cock had already started to get hard. She laughed in victory.

"You won't quit," Joe replied with a laugh of his own as the commercial started.

"No. Come on and fuck me," she pleaded.

"Oh I'm gonna fuck you," he said picking her up and pulling down her panties. He bent her over his desk and pulled out his hard dick.

"Yes," she smiled.

He plunged his dick into her pussy, and even though she wasn't quite ready, she was happy he finally did it.

"Ahh," she sighed as his cock penetrated her tight cunt. His dick was average, about five inches, and he wasn't too bad at fucking either. He pounded her hard grinding her pelvis against the rough wood.

"Ohh fuck, yeah, fuck me Joey!" She smiled, throwing her hair to the side.

"Uhh shit," he said... "Oh my god," he exclaimed.

"Wait, not yet," she warned.

"Uh," he moaned as his cum spewed into her snatch.

With a sigh, he pulled out and collapsed onto the bed.

"Already?" she asked.

"Sorry babe," he replied, and promptly fell asleep.

* * *

She was tired of asking for him to fuck her. After getting off the bed, she went to her dresser and opened the small drawer on the top. There was a little pile of underwear. Looking through them quickly, they flew out onto her floor like a stack of cards. Then she went to the next drawer. Inside she had various skimpy and adventurous bits of lingerie. Off to the side she pulled out a lacy black thong that looked brand new.

From the ground, she pulled the thong up her legs and onto her bald pussy lips and thin blonde landing strip.

As she arched her back, her nipples pointed straight forward, her magnificent breasts bobbing as she fastened a black choker with an ivory brooch around her neck. 

She shrugged and pulled the tight fabric of the black dress over her head and down below her jutting chest and over her hips. She pulled up the straps and tied them around her neck, as they nestled between her breasts. Then she pulled each strap over a breast and pulled it smooth and flat to cover her areolas. It was a tight fit, but it was designed to stretch and accentuate her every curve with a slightly transparent fabric that outlined her nipples and made visible the thong over her hips.

Opening her purse, she removed the wallet and took out a few twenties. Folding them neatly, she tucked them beneath one of her breasts. As she walked out to the front door, she reached to the key holder, but then swore.

"Uh how am I going to get there?" She growled, pounding her hand against the wall. She usually drove, because Joey was always late, but her car was being repaired. 

"Fuck, I'll just take the subway," she said with annoyance. She opened her purse again and took a subway card from her wallet. She also picked up her phone from the dresser in her room. As she left, she grabbed a long coat from the closet, and went out the front door.

She walked quickly downstairs and towards the street where she only had to walk a block to the subway. In the station she swiped her card to move past the turnstiles and walked to the main platform. She crossed her arms tightly until the subway train came, avoided looking at anyone, instead staring straight down. When the subway car came she got inside and sat in the only available seat.

After getting to the right stop she went up to the surface streets. The air was hot and humid, and her dress, although translucent, didn't breathe very well. After taking off the coat, the thick wool was heavy on her arm but she was happy to let free her now moist skin.

She failed to notice the young black men across the street. The sound of catcalls and whistles greeted her ears as she passed. Her face started to turn red as she looked to see them shaking the fence.

"Nice dress girl," the tallest man said.

"Look at that phat ass."

"Big tits," another player said.

"Why don't you come back here?"

She only responded with a weak wave, as if to fend them off.

"Come on girl, why don't you give us some of that? You don't need to go to those clubs," a shirtless guy said.

She laughed and then after a second responded.

"If you're still here when I get back, I may take you up on that," she said with a sassy but joking manner.

"I'll be here babe," the young man with loose pants said.

"I'll be waiting too," said the shirtless guy.

Some of the others also announced their agreement.

She shook her head with a laugh and continued down the block until she reached the club. Outside, the line was quite extensive. With only a second hesitation she sauntered up to the front of the line, sticking out her breasts and swishing her hips like her life depended on it.

When she reached the front she was about to speak to the bouncer when he simply opened the chain and let her walk through. He was very tall with a shaved head and thick limbs.

"You're lookin' nice," he smiled.

"T-Thank you," she grinned back, and entered the club. The moans and protests of those in line faded as the din from inside the club enveloped her. House music was thumping through the club at a rhythmic beat, just like a heart. A man at a podium looked Justine up and down as she entered.

"How much is it?" she asked.

He pointed to a sign that said "WOMEN FREE FROM 10-12, on Fri."

"Thank you," she mouthed, and walked down some stairs to a young man sitting behind a small desk near the wall, staring at the dancers. He turned to see Justine as she approached.

"Can you check this?" she asked, holding up her long coat.

"Oh sure," he smiled. He took the coat and handed her a small ticket.

Peering through the darkness and flashing lights as she approached the small tables around the dance floor, Justine began to search for her friend Jenny. She felt a tap on her shoulder and she turned around and almost turned right back. A man in his late forties smiled with two green drinks in his hand, apple slices freshly cut and hanging on the rim of the glasses. His paunch hung a few inches below his belt and the buttons on his Armani shirt struggled to keep his belly in.

"Hi, you looking for me gorgeous?" he grinned confidently.

"Uh no," she replied as she turned back.

"Are you sure, I got this drink for you," he smiled. She said something inaudible as she walked off.

Her friend was nowhere to be found, and just as she thought to start looking upstairs she heard her name faintly through the din.

"Justine!" Jenny said again. She hung over the edge of the balcony, her hand raised.

Jenny pointed to the stairs and Justine navigated them carefully with her heels.

"Wow you look great! Where's Joe?" she said after they hugged.

"Don't even ask," she lamented with a shake of her head.

"Hi Justine, How've you been?" said a girl sitting at the table with Jenny. She looked mixed Asian and Black. A short white man nursing a martini sat next to her, his eyes wandering the dance floor below.

"Hey Sarah, I'm good," she lied.

"I love your dress." 

"Thanks. Where's everyone else?"

"Rick and Alan just left," Jenny replied. "Britney had work early tomorrow, and Steven's around somewhere."

"Probably trolling," Sarah scoffed.

"There's a lot of girls here tonight," Justine said with a look around.

"There always is this time of night on Girls night," she said. "A couple of girls hit on me," she laughed.

"Is this a lesbian bar?" Justine said, whispering the L-word.

"No, I don't think so, but that new bouncer always lets in more women than guys."

"Hey so are you and Joe fighting or something?" Jenny asked.

"I really don't want to talk about it," Justine warned with an icy glare.

"I'm gonna get out of here," Sarah said. "There's no hot guys," she declared, picking up her purse and putting it around her shoulder. "Do you want a ride?" she asked the guy with the martini.

"Hell yes," he said emphatically, and then finished the rest of his drink. "By the way honey, that dress loves you," he smiled.

"Thank you," Justine smiled with pride.

They waved goodbye as they waded through the crowd.

"Have you done any dancing?" Justine asked. 

"Earlier, but one of my heels broke," Jenny complained.

"Wow." Justine looked down at her shoes. "Oh no, those are the Ambra's I love, right?"

"I know."

"Well, just kick off your shoes and we can go dancing," Justine smiled.

"Are you kidding? The floor is sticky and gross!" she said. "And I think there's glass on the floor. I saw someone drop a bottle earlier."

Justine sat down. She looked over the crowds. There were a few good looking guys. At least they might be. It was tough to tell from this high above the dance floor.

"I'm gonna get a drink, do you want anything?"

"I'm ok," Jenny responded. "I'm gonna wait for Steven."

"Do you want to try a different club after this?"

"I'd have to get new shoes."

Justine nodded and then went towards the stairs. She brushed up against a guy with tangled hair and bright blue eyes. She fluttered her lashes at him and he gave her a beautiful smile. She thought she might have found a nice guy, but then his vengeful girlfriend grabbed his shoulder and gave Justine the evil eye. She passed them on her way to the bar, giving a small sigh and then a chuckle.

"Gin and tonic," she said after about a minute of waiting for the crowd to abate. After she finally got her drink she went back to the stairs, but someone stopped her before she was able to assend.

"Want to dance?" a tall woman with a handsome suit asked.

"Oh, uh.. I.. no thank you," she smiled sweetly.

"You sure honey?" she asked.

She smiled and waved as she went back up the stairs.

"I just got hit on by a woman," she reported back to Jenny.

"I told you."

Justine took a sip from her drink, a speared olive swam in it. She grimmaced as the liquor slid down her throat.

"You hear about Frankie and Danna?" Jenny asked.

"No what happened?"

"He proposed last week."

"Shit," Juarine swore.

"Danna freaked out and dumped him."

"Wow."

"They'll be back together."

"Probably. You're not jealous anymore are you?"

"No. They can have each other," Jenny smiled weakly.

Justine gave sip drink and coughed a bit. The bartender had made it unusually strong. 

"You're better off."

"Yeah..." Jenny sighed. "Where's that bastard?" she said, looking around the club.

"Hmmm?"

"Steven, where is he?"

"He could have actually found a girl. There are a lot of them here," Justine laughed.

"I feel sorry for her," she smiled. "Well, I'm gonna go."

"Already?"

"Yeah I should get home, I can't really have fun with this broken heel."

"Ok I'll go out with you, I don't want to be here by myself." Jenny drained the rest of her drink in a big gulp, which was probably a mistake. She groaned and then coughed for a bit.

"Damn babe, you're gonna get drunk."

"Fuck... you're probably right. I didn't have dinner either."

"Shit," Jenny laughed.

She began limping on her broken high heel towards the stairs, almost as if her foot was actually hurt, and Justine followed.

With Jenny's lame gait, it took them a good five minutes to reach the front. After Justine got her coat, they went out the front.

"It's hot, why did you bring the coat?"

"I didn't want any weirdos to ogle me on the subway."

"What?! You took the BART here?"

"Yeah, fuckin' Joe is at one of his friends' house. I swear all that dumb meathead does is watch sports all day."

"Come on, I'll drive you home."

"No, that's ok, I'll get him to pick me up. I'll try to at least get some pity sex out of how he snubbed me tonight."

"What was his deal this time?"

"He gave some excuse about a sports thing again."

"Has he at least... you know lately?"

"No, it's been like a month."

"Fuck."

"I know," she said, running her hand through her hair. She could really feel the gin now.

"I don't know how you last one week," Jenny said honestly.

"I should be used to it by now, but I mean, he acts like I'm crazy for being horny."

"He's an idiot."

"I know I mean, he's a guy, he's supposed to want sex all the time, right?"

"A guy should be at least good for that," Jenny agreed.

"But he doesn't, so that makes me like the freak, or the... the slut or something."

"No way, he's the weird one. Maybe he's like asexual or something. Maybe gay."

"Yeah... I don't know..." Jenny said, pulling out her phone.

"You want me to wait with you?"

"No that'ssh ok," she replied.

They hugged, Justine's breasts pressed against Jenny awkwardly for a moment and then they pulled back.

"Thank'sh Jenny," she slurred.

"Bye," she said and waved as Jenny left to get her car.

Justine hit her boyfriend's speed dial shortcut on her phone and then put it up to her ear.

It rang, and rang, until it went to voicemail.

"Hey Joe it's me. Could you call me back as soon as you get this?" she said firmly. Then she hung up and shook her head.

What if he didn't call back, she thought. It would be just like him.

She held up her phone again and speed-dialed Jenny. 

"Justine?"

"Hey Jenny have you left yet?"

"No I just got to my car," she replied.

"Sorry, but Joe isn't answering."

"Ok I'll come by and pick you up."

"Thanks."

It was only a minute or so until Jenny came by in a dark colored Jetta. There was a click as she unlocked the door. Justine opened it just as her phone began to ring with the distinctive tone she gave to her boyfriend, the Romeo and Juliet song.

"Joe," she said in relief.

"Hey babe."

"Just a sec," she replied.

"It's Joe," Justine said to Jenny.

"Oh good," she smiled. "You sure?"

"Yeah. Thank you though. I'll call you next week ok?"

"Ok, be careful," Jenny said. Justine closed the door and waved goodbye.

"Sorry I was just saying goodbye to Justine."

"Oh yeah, tell her hi for me."

"No she's already gone."

"Oh. I uh heard my phone ring, but it was right in the middle of this amazing run on the US team in basketball."

"Basketball? I thought you were watching the fight?"

"Yeah we were, but it ended, so we started watching Lee's satellite channel of the Summer Games. The US is kicking ass," he yelled.

Justine furrowed her brow.

"Can you come pick me up?"

"Yeah sure babe, but it just started. We're only in the first quarter, I'll pick you up in about an hour."

"What? Joe, not in an hour, come pick me up now, Lee's house is only 15 minutes away."

"Ooo, the game is coming back on."

"Joe please. Please. Come on you don't want some guy to come and pick me up right? I saw this real cute black guy. I think he likes me."

"Oh shit, no way is he going to make it. Ha, airball!" Justine took the phone from her ear and shook it with anger. When she put the phone back to her ear, he was talking to his sports buddies.

"Babe it's not that long. I thought you were having fun with your friends at the club. Ha-ha I told you he'd miss."



Why Should I Beg?



"Everyone left, that's why I need you to come over. Can't you watch the game later?" she asked a little more quietly, looking around at the others waiting outside.

"What's that? I'm Sam and Reggie's ride so I'll pick you up then, OK? Bye." 

"Oh my god, are you serious? That fucking bastard!" she yelled.

There was some laughter in the background from some people outside the bar smoking.

"Crazy bitch," she heard someone whisper.

She frowned and then looked around. The people outside the club looked at her with questioning eyes. She looked away and then started to walk quickly as if she had a purpose. Joe was such a bastard. And those people outside the club, had they no respect? She scrolled through her phone again, and stopped walking when she tapped Jenny's icon.

She felt so angry and sad at the same time. As the phone rang she looked around. It was quite dark here between the streetlights that gave off little islands of light along the sidewalk. She had traveled down the same path she used to come up from the subway, almost to the basketball court but she didn't remember it being so dark. The lights illuminated just enough for her to see two young black men leaning against the metal fence. One was still shirtless, his dark skin defined with muscles. The other was tall and had a shaved head.

Justine hung up the phone and began to walk slowly towards the court. She tried to walk sexy, but the gin was fucking up her game. She nearly tripped, but luckily grabbed the fence on the court to steady herself. The guys had their backs to the street, so they didn't see her little snafu. Her feet got back into the rhythm, her heels making loud clicks on the concrete as she strode towards them.

"Gee-od damn," the tall one said as he turned towards her. 

"So did you have some fun dancin' that fine ass off?" the other man asked.

"No, not really," she smiled.

"Is that why you came back here?" he asked.

"Maybe... So you guys waited for little old me?"

There was a ring and Justine looked to her phone. She pressed ignore.

She looked up at them as if guilty.

"Maybe I shouldn't do this," she said.

"Do what babe?"

"I don't know, I thought that you..."

"We're just going to take you to El's place and get you a drink, you look damn hot," grinned the shirtless black man. "You needs to cool down."

"I'll say," El said, stroking a bead of sweat from his shaved head. "Come back to my place."

"Umm," she managed.

"Why don't you come around the front and we'll take you there."

"Uh, ok," she smiled.

Justine pushed her long blonde hair back with her hand and walked towards the front.

"Come on babe, this way."

They got on either side of her and the tall one put his arm around her hip. He squeezed her left ass cheek in his large hand as they walked.

"Hey!" she protested with a laugh, but she didn't move his hand away.

"Never seen an ass this fine on a white girl," he said.

"Or tits like this," the muscular guy said, pulling her dress open a bit at the front.

"You guys sure are forward," she said.

"You ever fucked a brutha?" he asked.

"What?" she replied in shock.

"You ever fucked a brutha?" he asked again.

"Uh..., no."

"You in for a treat then babe." He returned his hand to her big rump. El put his hand around her waist.

A few black boys on the corner were smoking as they crossed the street, in front of a set of doors to an apartment building.

"Shit, you fine bitch," one said in greeting.

"Damn El, can I have some of that sweet white candy?" said one kid, puffing out a billow of smoke.

"Naw man, get your own," he laughed.

"Damn nice ass," she heard.

Justine blushed profusely as they went through the front door. They crossed up some steps and past a few toys on the stairs. They finally reached a room, and El opened the door with a bronze looking key from his pocket.

El clicked the light on and a tall lamp illuminated the small living area. The room was plain, with only a big screen TV and a couch. There was a small kitchen next to the living area and at the opposite end was a small hall where she supposed there were bedrooms.

"Home sweet, fuckin' home," the shirtless man said.

"So umm, you're El?" Justine asked.

"Yup."

"What's your name?" she asked the shirtless man.

"Dizz," he said.

"Dizz," she repeated.

"Yeah, how about you girl?"

"Justine?" she said.

"You sure?" he laughed.

She shook her head.

"Yeah, sorry, I just feel a little dizzy," she said.

"You ain't gonna feel a little," Dizz smiled.

"Huh?"

"Sit down," El said, guiding her to the couch.

"Oh, ok." She said.

After sitting she crossed her beautiful smooth legs tightly. Dizz opened one of the cabinets in the kitchen and pulled out a half full bottle of silver vodka.

"Damn babe, you look even sexier in the light," Dizz said as he sat next to her. "You want a drink?" he asked after taking a swig from the bottle.

"Uh... ok," she said, taking it from him.

"Fuck you got some big titties. What are these... C's?" El said reaching down and pressing her breasts as she swallowed some of the liquor.

"No, double D's," she smiled, handing the bottle to El. 

"No fuckin' way."

"Yeah."

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

"I should know," she laughed in annoyance as she closed her eyes and laid her head back. "Damn I'm so drunk," she giggled.

"Let us see, I'm not so sure," El said, sitting on her other side and grabbing a bit of her fabric.

She laughed.

"Ok," she aquiesced, opening her eyes, and looking at El. He was actually quite handsome, she thought. He had a strong jaw and a beautifully shaped head that was shaved smooth.

El reached up to her top and Dizz did as well.

"Let me get in on this."

They pulled the straps of her dress to the side, behind her tits.

"Damn, those are big," Dizz exclaimed.

The straps pressed her huge beautiful tits together. Two giant mounds of white tit-flesh lay in front of their smiling faces. Justine looked through half closed eyes. She knew she had great breasts. Her friends commented on them all the time, and she always caught men staring, although Joe hadn't even looked at them for months. At times the attention she got from other men was annoying, but right now she wasn't complaining. Even her pink nipples were at full attention.

"Fuck," El and Dizz smiled. They each put a hand to a tit and began to squeeze.

"Shit, nothing better than big white tits," Dizz said, lowering his mouth to her nipple as he licked around her salami-sized areola.

As he lifted her breast the 20-dollar bills she had put under there fell out.

"Nice, there more where that came from?" he said.

She laughed. 

"Some in here too?" he said, unfolding her crossed legs and putting his hand to her pussy.

"Oh!" she exclaimed.

"Just relax girl," El said, "We won't hurt ya." He took a handful of her tit-mound and squeezed gently.

"Damn those are double D's," El said.

"Told you," Justine said while playfully biting her lower lip.

"Mmm," Dizz hummed between his thick lips.

"Fuckin' big tits," he smiled. He lowered his mouth to her other breast. She moaned in ecstasy as the two black men sucked and nibbled at her nipples. She had very sensitive breasts that she always played with when she masturbated. Lately that had been almost twice a week because of Joe. Dizz looked up at her face. Although he had very dark brown skin, he had beautiful light brown eyes with long dark eyelashes. His big lips worked magic on her nipple. As ge released his mouth and she saw what sexy plump lips he had. His chin had a thick goatee and his tongue lolled out like a dog as he licked across her breast. It was such a long thick tongue, she thought.

"Uhh..." she moaned. "I--- I."

"What is it girl?" El asked.

"I gotta go to the bathroom," she said.

"Shit, girl, I was just getting started," Dizz complained.

"Sorry," she said as she stood up on her heels grabbing Dizz's knee when she almost fell. "Where is it?" she asked, her tits glistening with saliva.

"Second left down the hall," El pointed, with his tattooed arm. It looked like some sort of snake. She moved slowly, and held the wall as she went. Her dress had ridden up and her round ass was showing on the right side.

"Damn, fuckin' nice ass," Dizz said.

"Word."

She opened the door and flipped the light switch. She hardly noticed the small stained shower or the dirty towels as she pulled down her thong and then sat on the toilet to pee.

She was slow to get up, wipe and wash her hands. She took a small sip of the water from the faucet and then walked down the hall. The two black men were sitting on the couch, a small space in between them. El had already taken off his shirt. Dizz pulled his lips from the bottle of vodka and handed it to El.

"Eh, she's back," he announced. He began drinking the last of the vodka while Dizz patted the space between them, his eyes locked with Justine's.

"Why don't you sit here babe?"

"Ok," she smiled.

"You want to kill it?" El asked as he wiped his lips with the back of his hand and handed her the bottle. 

"Wow, you guys drank a lot," she said, noticing only half a shot was left.

"I want this fuck to last," Dizz said, reaching in between her legs.

"Uh..." she moaned as she tried to swallow the rest. She coughed and then set the empty bottle on El's lap. He took it and set it on the floor.

"How 'bout you show us your ass next, girl," he said as he pushed his hand between the couch and her round ass.

"Wait, how about you show me your things first," she said, wagging her finger.

"Damn, girl's demanding now," El laughed.

"You sure you're ready babe?" Dizz asked.

"Yeah I'm ready, let me see your dicks," she said putting her hand on their pants.

"Then why don't you get mine out?" Dizz replied.

"Uh... ok," she said, putting her hands to Dizz's baggy jeans. She struggled with the button for a second until it came loose, and then she unzipped him. He lifted his butt as she pulled his pants down. 

"Oh my," she said, noting the dick that hung out the leg of his boxers. 

"You like that?" he asked. "Come on, take it out," he ordered.

"I- uh... wow," is all she could manage. She pulled off his boxers to expose his entire long cock. It was still limp, but still about an inch longer than her boyfriend and quite thick.

"Don't be shy," Dizz said. She looked up at him and then down to his lengthy cock.

Slowly she wrapped her hand around it, biting her lower lip gently.

"Oh my god," she exclaimed.

"Girly likes the black dick, huh?" Dizz asked.

"Don't forget about me," El requested.

"Oh, sorry," she said to El.

Removing her hand from Dizz, she put her hands to his belt and unbuckled it. Dizz grabbed Justine's tit from behind as she pulled down El's underwear along with his sagging pants.

"Whoa," she sighed, noting El's own large dick.

"You like that one too?" Dizz smiled. She seemed a bit in shock. "You stopped. Come on and stroke my dick."

"Uh," her hand rested on El's thigh, and her other grabbed Dizz's thick penis again as she turned to him.

"Yeah babe, stroke that motherfucker."

"Oh god, it's so... big."

"Don't leave me hanging," El said, moving her hand down onto his own crotch.

"Ok," she said, rubbing his dick as well.

"That's it girl, pump that L-D," he smirked.

She could feel their cocks become hard as she pressed her small hands up and down their long shafts. Dizz' dick was big and as she held it up she estimated its length to be nearly nine inches of black flesh. El was still growing, but definitely thicker, and longer. His massive cock felt hot in her hand and rose above his navel when she pressed it against his hard abs.

"Jesus," she whispered. Her hands plunged up and down their meat, and she began to smile.

"Your boyfriend got a dick that big?" Dizz asked.

"No," she said with a shake of her head. "Not even close," she laughed.

Their cocks felt so hot on her skin, and they seemed to throb. Justine couldn't help but to look back and forth at each of them, to see the thick and veiny meat that was larger than any she had seen before.

As she was smiling at El, he grabbed her tit, and she started to feel something sticky on her right hand. Shiny pre-cum oozed out of Dizz's thick dick and over her fingers. The fluid stuck between her fingers like gooey webs.

"Eww," she said, wiping her hand on his hard stomach.

"Shit babe, that's the good stuff."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, taste it," he said.

"Really?" 

"Yeah, come on."

She stopped for a second and put her tongue out gingerly. It had a strong aroma as she licked it slowly. The taste was strong in her mouth.

"It's a little sweet," she said in surprise. When she had tasted her boyfriend's precum it tasted more salty.

"Yeah lick it up babe," Dizz said, pushing her head down gently to his abs. She licked the sticky fluid off his muscles and lingered there, over the lines of his strong dark skin. "Keep at it babe," Dizz said as he guided her hand back to his cock.

She grabbed their cocks again and continued to stroke their throbbing black members almost like a skier pushing her poles into the snow as she glides down a mountain. El lay back and put his hands behind his head, while Dizz turned towards her and put his hand to Justine's crotch. He rubbed his fingers over her pussy, on her panties. The black underwear became wet and sticky.

"Ooooh," she moaned.

"Damn El, she's already soaked through."

"Bitch's in heat," El said.

"Uhh...," she sighed in pleasure as Dizz removed his hand and El put his hand there to replace it. 

"Bout time you start using that pretty mouth for more than moaning," Dizz said, standing up and placing the tip of his cock at her lips.

"Oh!" she said, drawing her head back a bit.

"Don't be shy babe," he said.

"Ok," she said and opened her mouth wide as he glided his dick in. The head scraped against her teeth, but once it was inside her mouth she licked the underside and pulled it slowly out, sucking the tip gently.

"Damn you're a beautiful dick sucker," he chuckled.

"Thanks," she winked as she licked beneath his cock. The dark shiny skin of his shaft tasted salty and strong. She had missed the strong taste of a man. Dizz was so much more of a man than her boyfriend. His huge hard cock tasted amazing. Justine put his thick phallus in her mouth again, moving her tongue around the head in her mouth.

"Shit that feels good babe," he sighed. "You can take more," Dizz said grabbing her hair. He started to push his dick farther, but Justine contracted her throat. She pushed him back, her lips popping over the head of his dick.

"Oo," she said. "I've never had anyone that deep," she said with a bit of fear in her voice.

"There's more where that came from," El laughed. Then he pushed his fingers under her black panties and began to rub her clit directly, his long fingers stimulating her most sensitive area.

"Oh!" she screamed. Her hands trembled around El's cock for a second and then she continued to stroke his long hard member.

"Yeah, git that pussy," Dizz said. "I'm gonna fuck this throat."

"Wai—," she began, but was interrupted as Dizz pushed the head of his dick past her lips. She released El's dick and held her hands up on Dizz's hips, holding him back as he pulled her head down his dick. She got down about six inches of his cock before she started pushing him away. Dizz pulled back slowly. She pushed him completely out and took in a deep breath.

"Too fast," she panted.

"Come on, let's see if you can get some more in there," he said, pressing his cock to her lips.

She held her lips closed, moving back and forth as he rubbed his dickhead against her mouth.

"Come on bitch, open that mouth."

"I gott.. ta ..a breathe," she muttered.

Then as she opened a bit too wide, he rammed his dick down. She felt her jaw stretch wide open as he went down her throat. She struggled at first and as he pushed the last few inches down to the base her eyes began to water. His pubes tickled her nose and his sack pressed against her chin as he held her head there. The feeling of his entire throbbing cock inside her was intense. The big dick stretched her jaw open and it felt hot and throbbing in her throat. She couldn't understand why, but it was making her pussy so wet.

"Fuck... hope she can take me like that. Bitch sure can deep throat!" El exclaimed.

As Dizz held her there, El pushed her underwear aside and stuck a few fingers in her dripping pussy. That is what put her over the top. She started to shudder and El could feel his fingers being crushed in her cunt. His long fingers were squeezed out as she came, squirting clear fluid out and onto Dizz's feet and she started to moan.

"Fuckin' came from suckin' my dick," Dizz smirked.

"And bitch's a squirter," El said, putting his fingers to his tongue. "Mmm."

Justine was feeling one of the strongest orgasms she had ever felt wash over her. She put her hands to Dizz's hips, pushing him back, as she continued to shake from her orgasm. Dizz pulled her hair back and his long cock began to come up from her throat. It seemed like it took forever to come out. When the tip finally passed her lips she gasped for air.

"Oh... my... oh... my god," she said, still quivering.

"You didn't even gag babe," Dizz smiled. "Fuck, you can suck a mean black dick," he laughed. His dick was slick and shiny with her saliva.

Joe had never made her come like that. And 'til that point, she'd never come from sucking a guy's cock either.

"My turn," El said.

After Dizz moved back, El held his cock out to Justine's lips. 

"Get your breath back up babe," he said. "I want to see if you can take this big dick all the way down too."

Her heart beat fast, but not from the orgasm she just had. El's dick was massive. She was scared, but deep inside of her she was also eager. She never thought that having something so huge and hard in her throat could be so amazing. She did like giving blowjobs, but she never knew she could have an orgasm from sucking dick! Holding El's cock, the area between her legs became hot and she could feel the wetness soaking through her panties.

She took several deep breaths before she began to force it in. It was quite a bit tougher than Dizz's because of the extra girth. She had to push it down her throat, because it was so tight. El held her head and guided her down his shaft. As she got to the last few inches she started to panic, and her throat began to close. El couldn't push anymore and now he couldn't get out either.

"Girl, just relax," he said petting her hair. 

"Relax and your throat will let it out."

"Damn, bitch is stressing," Dizz said with wide eyes. Stroking his cock as he went into the kitchen, opening a cabinet, and pulling out a bottle of rum.

When El's penis finally pulled all the way out Justine breathed deep.

"Oh, I... It's too... It's so big," she panted.

"It's OK girl," El said.

Dizz passed the bottle to El and he gave it to Justine.

"Huh?"

"To relax your throat girl."

"I don't know... I don't think..."

"Don't think, just do it babe," Dizz said.

Justine shook her head dubiously, but then took a long draught from the bottle, draining a good 4 or 5 shots. She grimaced and then gave a little sigh as the taste washed over her. She was getting sober, but that drink would probably fuck her up again.

"Just suck the head for now," El requested. "We'll work up to the whole thing." 

Justine nodded dumbly.

She began stroking El with both hands, while she sucked the tip of his cock.

"Oh, fuck yeah," El swore. "That's it girl."

Then she grabbed a few inches below the head of his dick and grabbed his balls with her other hand.

"Careful with those black jewels," he warned.




Why Should I Beg?



"Now you relax," she said, stroking his dick and then sucking on one of his balls.

"Ooo yeah, that's it."

Dizz continued to stroke his cock, but took some time to squeeze Justine's tits as well, tweezing her nips between his fingers.

She licked the long path from El's ballsack to the tip of his rod, licking right below his piss-hole.

"Fuck babe, yeah. Lick that fuckin' dick."

Justine smiled and stroked his cock with both hands while she put the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked gently.

"Oh shee-it... Uh fuck! God damn it," El moaned.

She took his cock out and smiled. The first few inches of his dick were glistening in her saliva. 

"You ready to try again?" El smiled.

"Just a second," she replied. She gave some slow breaths, her eyes level at El's massive fully hard dick. 

"Ok, ready as I'll ever be," she said dubiously.

"Now open those pink lips." 

She took a giant breath and opened her shiny painted lips as wide as she could. She stuffed the large cockhead in first, almost 3 inches long. It filled her mouth, as she started to swallow its mammoth length.

His dick scraped against her teeth as it pried her jaw open farther than her last dentist visit, as she reached the six inch mark. She knew she couldn't wait to push in more or she wouldn't have any breath left. She leaned forward shoving as much as she could in until she got to the thickest part, seven inches deep, but then she couldn't go any further. As her eyes watered with his giant black dick stretching her throat she realized this was as much as would fit.

But then El grabbed the back of her head and pulled her head up the last couple inches until he was balls deep. Hot tears fell down her cheeks. The feeling was so strong, and he felt so big inside her. She grimaced as her jaw started to hurt, but for some reason her pussy was tingling. She felt so warm down there. 

"Fuckin' shit," El swore. "Oh god," he moaned. 

"First... time a bitch's taken it all... aah... ah g-god," he stuttered. "Fuck... gonna c-come. Come in your throat."

The burst of semen sprayed down into her stomach and Justine had no choice but to hold her breath as his giant dick spurted. His cock continued to unload down into her belly, sliding down her throat.

"Damn El," Dizz laughed, "You better pull out pretty soon or do mouth to mouth, cuz I ain't."

"I'm not... finished," he said, holding her head fast against his balls.

She kept swallowing as much as she could, but she was nearing the point she had to breathe. Just as she felt she could swallow no more and she could hold her breath no more, she felt El get softer and he began to pull out. It seemed far too slow as his huge cock slid up her throat. His dick stretched her jaw until it hurt, and as the tip came out she swallowed the last of his cum and then took the biggest breath of her life since she came out of the womb, collapsing onto the floor. Dizz lifted her up to the couch after she had recovered some of her breath.

Justine panted for what seemed like ten minutes.

"Holy... god," she said.

"Heh, so you gonna worship this black dick?" El laughed.

"Shit. Oh my god," she said, still short of breath. "Damn that dick almost killed me."

"That would be a first," El laughed. "Come on, suck some more," he ordered as he rubbed his dick to try and get it hard again.

"No more," Justine said, with a shake of her head.

"That took a lot out of you, huh girl?"

"Fuck... yeah," she said.

"Damn white girl," he said. "That's ok, you took it like a fuckin' porn star. Why don't you relax yourself and lean over the couch. I've been wanting to take a look at that ass anyway."

"Shit," Dizz agreed.

Justine silently complied as El shoved her forward towards the coffee table. She stood up in front of the table, still panting, and then put her hands to the hem of her dress. 

"Nah, let me do it," El said, putting her hands on the table.

"Uh!" she moaned, as El grabbed her ass roughly in both hands.

"Damn that's one big white ass," Dizz smiled.

Justine blushed as she looked back, trying to see what they were doing. She could feel their hands probing. Then she felt El's hands on her hips and as he peeled her wet thong off of her big round behind.

"Shi—eet," El swore. "Fuck, that ass is beautiful. Damn, you fuckin' soaked your panties," he said putting them to his nose and taking a big whiff. "Mmm," he moaned. 

"Never seen such a fuckin' big white ass that fine before," Dizz said as he gave her left cheek a slap.

"Oh!" Justine exclaimed in surprise.

"Relax girl," he smiled.

She could feel one of them prying her cheeks apart and licking along her pink asshole.

"Ww-ait," she stuttered. "Oh, I-."

"Damn sweet asshole," El said. Then she could feel him probing with his fingers.

"Whoa," Justine moaned. "I don't..."

"Damn this ass is just beggin' for it. I think I'm gonna start here," he said, plunging his fingers deeper despite her protests.

"Got to get her stretched then," Dizz replied.

El continued to move his finger, pressing in more over time and stretching her big beautiful ass as best he could. He pulled his fingers out and then spit on them. He spent nearly five minutes just stretching out her asshole and getting it prepared.

"Let me get a taste man," Dizz said. El reluctantly let Dizz shove his way in. "Here put your hands on the couch babe," Dizz said, moving Justine around.

Dizz licked up Justine's pussy, causing her to squirm and moan. Then he pried her thick cheeks apart and licked her ass.

"Damn, that's some nice salad," he smiled. He licked a finger messily, covering it with saliva, and then pushed it deep in.

"Oh!" Justine moaned loudly.

"You like that, don't you babe?"

"Uhh... it feels good... Oh!" she shouted as he shoved in another finger into her widening ass. As he put in his pinky she started to sweat. She felt like her asshole was spread wide open. 

"I think it's ready," Dizz said.

"Good, my turn," El said.

"Fuck you man," Dizz said, holding his dick up to her hole.

El laughed as Dizz began to press his cock into her ass.

"Wait, no I've never done that before, I don't think..." Justine said.

"Don't worry babe," Dizz said. "I'll go easy."

"But—," she began again, but El pressed his balls to her lips after hopping up on the couch.

"Come on and suck these nuts girl," El smiled.

She licked his hanging sack, a pair of big balls in a smooth scrotum. His black balls tasted salty as she rolled them around her tongue as Dizz forced the head of his cock into her ass.

She grunted.

"Ah," Dizz said. "Relax that ass girl, just calm down," he said grabbing her hip with his hand. He held his shaft again and pressed in slowly. "Oh yeah, there it goes," he said with excitement.

Justine felt his dick continue to penetrate and stretch her asshole as he fucked it. It was like nothing she'd ever felt before. His rock hard cock pushed deeper, only the tip of his iceberg, but it was moving easier now. She had never let any of her boyfriends have anal sex with her before (and many had tried), but now she was letting a black man she had barely met do it first. It seemed to happen so quickly, and it actually felt great!

"Fuck, this ass is so tight."

Dizz stopped after he got the head completely in and then slowly pulled out. 

"Damn... fuckin' big white ass, just beggin' for it," Dizz said, slapping her right ass cheek.

Justine moaned as she licked El's balls.

Dizz pressed his cock into her ass again, this time getting in few more inches. The pressure was strong, but he began pushing back and forth with his cock, trying to stretch her ass even more.

El's balls fell from her mouth.

"Owww," she moaned. "Oh, your dick is too big," she cried.

"Yeah, get that ass Dizz," El smiled, and pulled her head down to his balls. His scent made her pant as Dizz began to thrust deeper. He managed to plunge nearly half of his dick into her, now moving faster.

"Uh, ow...," she moaned.

"Fuck, this ass is amazing," Dizz praised, spreading her big cheeks with his hands as he humped her from behind.

"Oh god," Justine moaned.

"You like that black dick in your ass, don't you babe?" Dizz said.

"Ah... ow! Oh fuck," she swore as he plunged deep and hard. His dick managed to hit a sensitive spot she didn't know she had. Her pussy dripped with juices as he fucked her tight asshole. She couldn't believe it; no way anal sex could feel this good. The pressure and pleasure kept mounting. Dizz pulled his cock nearly all the way out and then shoved it all the way in, his balls bouncing against her pussy lips.

"AAH! Ow!" Justine cried. "Oh fuck, ow, not so fast," she said.

"Fuck I can't help it babe, this ass is fuckin' amazing," Dizz said. He then shoved his dick in completely and made very short strokes as deep as he could. Justine's pussy felt warm again, and her face turned all flush red.

"Oh my god...," Justine began. Dizz's thick cock felt so good inside her. She could feel his rock hard dick thrusting so deep that she came... and hard too.

"Ahhh!" she cried, her pussy erupting in fluid again, spraying onto the couch.

"Damn babe," Dizz said with a pained expression. "Fuckin' ass is so tight," he said. "Shit, you're gonna make me nut." And with that he pulled out his dick and held it just below the head. "Turn around babe," he ordered.

"Huh?"

"Here," he said, shoving his dick into her face as she turned towards him. He stuck his cock into her mouth and let go of it. It spewed deep into her mouth, down her throat. She wrapped her lips around tightly as he came, barely swallowing the first burst as it erupted back into her throat causing her to gag, but the rest went down much more smoothly.

When he was finished, Dizz wiped some from her chin and put his finger into her mouth where she sucked it off.

"Good girl," he laughed, tapping the top of her head as his dick started to droop.

"Now my turn to tap that ass," El said, pushing Dizz aside.

"Lay on your side, up on the couch."

Justine followed El's orders. Dizz stood and watched while El lay down behind Justine and pressed the tip of his cock to her asshole, as he spread her juicy ass with his other hand.

"Wait how about..." Justine winced. "My pussy. My ass is sore," she cried.

"Fuck bitch, I've been waiting to get into that ass all night," he said pressing his cock deeper.

"Oww!" she cried.

El laid his long pipe deep, pushing about 7 inches back and forth with each stroke, hard and fast. 

"Ow... fuck!" she said. "Please— stop," she moaned, putting her hand back. El held her legs fast, and pressed his dick in deep as he could until he felt his entire cock enter her asshole.

"Ohh ow...," she moaned as he held it there. 

"Ok bitch, I'll stop," he said simply.

His massive dick felt huge in her gaping ass. Her plump ass cheeks pressed against his thick throbbing member. As he held her against him she felt her face get hot and her pussy began to throb.

"Oh god," she moaned. "Oh fuck you," she said. "F-fuck... Oh my god, your cock is so big," she said.

Watching El just hold Justine against him, Dizz began jacking his own dick, causing it to get big and hard again, sticking up towards his belly.

"You love it bitch. Tell me you fuckin' love this huge black cock," El said.

"Fuck..." she said quietly. "Fuck..." she moaned. "Owww... oh shit," she swore. The sensation in her pussy was growing. She was on the verge of a big orgasm and she could feel her pussy juices flowing freely.

"I didn't hear you. Come on you white fuckin' slut. You love this black cock don't you?"

"Uh," she moaned, her eyes tightly shut as hot tears dried on her cheeks. His hard black dick, filling up her big ass, drove her to the verge of ecstasy, but she wouldn't admit it to this black big-dicked bastard.

"Hey roll her over El," Dizz grinned.

El rolled on to his back, holding Justine in front of him with his legs together. Dizz opened his legs and walked over El's. Justine lay on El's torso, his dick so deep, her face hot, and her cunt even hotter. 

"Uh... I..." she began.

With her eyes tightly shut, she spread her legs and put her hand forward in an attempt to touch her clit and start her orgasm, but Dizz caught her hand and held it up.

Justine's eyes opened when she felt his hand on hers. Her eyes met Dizz's chiseled body standing above her.

"Wait no!" she said.

"Oh yeah," Dizz said with a smile, sliding completely into her drenched pussy with his big black dick, instantly causing her to cry out as she experienced the biggest orgasm in her entire life. 

Her pussy contracted so hard that it squeezed Dizz's cock out and squirted juices out onto Dizz's chest. Dizz immediately shoved his cock back into her pussy, as it continued to squeeze against his hard dick. The giant dick filling up her thick ass and the big dick balls-deep into her tight white pussy drove her into a mind-blowing fuckgasm, and the squirting was just the start.

She cried out in pure pleasure with squeals that sounded almost like she was in pain. Her cunt contracted, squeezing tightly against Dizz's throbbing cock. El could feel her pussy shudder, even from deep inside her ass. Her juices dripped all over El's legs and onto his balls.

Justine continued to moan as she experienced aftershocks, most more powerful than the orgasms she had experienced with her current boyfriend, and even some old boyfriends. She couldn't help from screaming in pleasure as these smaller quakes washed over her entire body. She was constantly clamping down on Dizz's cock, until her cunt squeezed so hard that he slipped out of her tight snatch again.

"Shit," Dizz laughed. "Damn tight."

"Oh my god," she panted. "I love your big black dicks."

"Shit girl, you sure can cum hard," El said.

Dizz pushed his dick back into to her quivering pussy. Then they started to fuck her, pushing their big cocks back and forth, stuffing her with more meat than an Italian deli. As El brought his cock out and in with long and deep strokes, just as Justine's last orgasm was dying down, she had another one.

"Ohhhhh yes!" she screamed. This one wasn't quite as intense, but it lasted a lot longer. She could feel every hot inch fucking her and her body trembled like she had mild epilepsy. She giggled and squealed with the pure joy of the amazing feeling these black men had brought about in her.

"Fuckin' crazy," El laughed.

"Goddamn bitch's gonna make me-," Dizz pulled his dick out quickly and held his cock in front of her.

"Oh," he moaned. He stroked his cock while Justine opened her mouth and closed her eyes. She wanted to catch the cum that squirted from his cock, but the jizz spewed all over her body, on her big tits and in her hair.

"Oh," he moaned. "Shit." She grabbed his dick and stroked it as he stood there, squeezing out every last drop onto her tongue. Dizz stood up on the couch and let her suck out all the semen from his shlong.

"Why don't you ride this dick," El said. Dizz sat down while El helped Justine up.

"Ok," Justine said, tossing back her long blonde hair. His dick was firmly implanted in her ass as they repositioned. She pressed her hands on his chest and rotated over his manhood so she was facing him. She used her legs to push up and down her big ass on his long cock. Her huge breasts bounced up and down as she fucked his pole. She rose and fell on his dick, moaning as his massive cock plunged deep into her ass. El watched her big beautiful tits bounced as she rode him. 

"F-fuck," he muttered. "Yeah that's it," he moaned. "Oh fuck girl, get that dick. Fuckin' big tits," he said as his eyes rolled back. Just as he said that, she rode him all the way down, the back of her ass pressing against the top of his thighs. 

"Fuck!" he exclaimed.

After riding him a few more times like that he started grunting.

"Uh oh, get up girl," he said.

She got up quickly.

"Get down," he ordered.

Justine knelt, her eyes closing and opening as she anticipated the coming load.

"Hold out those tig ol' bitties," El said. Justine held up her big double D's just as El released a huge load of jism. The first shot hit her tit and bounced up against her cheek. The next few covered her chest in thick sticky goop. It took him nearly a minute to finish unloading. Justine sucked the last drops from his long drooping cock. And when she was finished there, she lapped up some on her chest from Dizz and El.

"Mmm," she moaned. 

Justine looked to the couch. Dizz was sleeping on the end of it. El sat back at the other end. She sat there for a few minutes looking at their dicks as El too fell asleep. Her eyes felt heavy so she went to the couch and fell asleep between them, her head leaning against El's shoulder. 

In the morning she woke feeling someone's tongue in her ass. Dizz smiled from between her ass cheeks.

"Are you finally awake?" he asked, saliva dripping down his chin.

"My head is killing me."

"You know what's the cure for that?"

"Huh?"

"A good orgasm," he said spreading her cheeks with his hands and pressing the tip of his big cock into her asshole.

"Not again..."

The End?

Thank you to editor: HM