15 comments/ 56426 views/ 13 favorites Bitch! Don' Make Me Have To Hurt Ya By: The Avenger Note: This series are just a bunch of stories that I have had on my computer for a while. Some of it is left overs from some other stories I posted and stuff. I am cleaning my computer of porn and making it porn free. And so I thought, heck, why not just round them off and post them. If you don't like them, heck, its OK. But don't talk shit! Bitch, don't make me have to hurt you! * Chapter 1 "Fuck all these fucking slave names. Cant they at least get their own names!" Mayor Bramble, that old ingrate, cursed, fuming as he hung at the Hotel bar in his hotel in down town LA. The huge, beefy, square jawed, steely gray haired Mayor felt cheated. Heck, a name was supposed to give you an indication of whom you were dealing with. Take Ahmed Al Hadji, now that was definitely a camel jock. Take Xao Zhiang, now that was a damn red communist or some Asian. And Michael Montgomery, heck that was a good Anglo Saxon name, with heritage and tradition. Now take Carlotta Martinez, a typical Mexican name, for a typical Mexican maid. Yeah, like his maid, a pretty, alluring illegal alien, that was sucking his cock and giving him the ass and letting him fuck her petite, slim alluring spicy self, a very generous allowance, secretly, of course. His wife knew about it, but hell, she was glad to have her peace from his eager pecker. She didn't make a fuss, always as he kept it discreet and gave her generous presents. Hell Mrs Mayor had even taught the maid how to wash her in the morning when her lazy ass finally woke up. And she would get her pussy and ass licked from the sweet, cat like, spicy little Mexican tongue all day, every day if she so wished. Carlotta might have been a square, prudish Catholic when she first got hired. But she had long realized that for a very generous, tax free salary, a nice room in their big mansion and lots of generous presents, she would have to sacrifice something too. She had learned her lesson well too. It was about give and take. One had to sacrifice something. But heck, would the people of town be able to make the sacrifice. But heck, that wasn't the Mayor's point, really. His point was that names usually gave you a clear idea of who were dealing with. Now, take a name like Michael Montgomery, a multi millionaire, furniture manufacturer, owner of a business conglomerate listed on the NY Stock exchange. Hell, anyone would assume that one such Michael Montgomery was white, with Anglo Saxon roots. Now, Mr Montgomery had stepped in to save Smithson's, a timber firm, and the biggest employer in town, from bankruptcy on the stroke of midnight, when all had but given up hope. And he was not only saving so many jobs and actually probably the town's very existence, but he was creating even more jobs and bringing in money, with huge investments. That was a great thing for the town. And definitely, the Mayor had prepared the biggest reception to welcome their guest and savior to town. There would be marching bands, drum majorettes, cheer leaders, fireworks, country bands, even a rodeo, the whole she bang. In fact, it would be like 4th of July, Christmas and a whole gang of festivities put together, just in honor of the illustrious guest and savior of the town. In fact, Mr Mayor had been looking forward to finally meet Mr Montgomery in person. And after the deal for saving Smithson had been completed, he had been so glad to be the first person from his small timber town to finally fly out to the city of Angels to meet the illustrious man. The meeting with Mr Montgomery had been very pleasing. Not only was he acquiring Smithson's and investing 3 million dollars, to ensure that his booming furniture business would have a secure supply of wood. Mr Montgomery was also setting up several businesses in town, sister companies, that would create many new jobs. As Mayor of a town on the brink of losing its livelihood and probably its existence, Mr Mayor had been ecstatic at getting to know Mr Montgomery's plans. There was only one catch. Mr Montgomery wasn't no damn Anglo Saxon. He was a black man. And with his businesses, he would be bringing in several black people to town. Which was what he had wanted to talk to the Mayor about. "Listen man, your town will get rich and grow big. I will see to that. But Mr Mayor, you gotta ensure that everything runs smoothly. I know you are small town, with very few blacks and they don't have shit to say. However, now, rich and influential black people will be coming to town." "Well sir," the Mayor had said to the confident, rich, powerful black man, with an embarrassed smile. "Folk back home ain't used to rich eh black people." "But you need my money and the color of it is green. I don't want any racial incidents with the bumpkin town folk. I know it will be difficult at first, but, you see to that, or I will damn well pull my money out and take it elsewhere. See you the day after tomorrow And eh, don't tell anyone that I am black. I wanna see their reaction when I get there. If I don't see a whole lot of surprised faces, I will look for a new Mayor. Is that clear?" "Yes sir Mr Montgomery sir." "Are you satisfied with your five star accommodation?" "Yes sir." "Good. Here is some pocket money, you might wanna go gambling or having fun around town. In fact, Mr Mayor Bramble. Lets hit the town." Mr Mayor couldn't complain. Mr Montgomery knew how to have fun. The black man had taken him to his spacious residence for supper, served by three sexy, skimpily dressed beauties. Soon, the Mayor was relaxing and forgetting that the guy was black, for Michael Montgomery, or Mike as he preferred to be called, was a relaxed, good natured, charming guy. As they had Cuban cigars and whiskey to wash down their tasty supper, he asked if Mr Mayor liked to get his dick sucked after super. The Mayor got nervous, wondering if the black man was a queer. But his host nodded to the girls, and two of them stripped down to their thongs and high heels and blew both guys as the third fed them grapes and mangoes. Now, that was the life. They had both cum, despite Mr Mayor's envy at seeing that the black man had a huge, bigger cock. Then Mike had taken him around town, to some gambling locations and then a top notch strip bar where they got private lap dances and had their dicks sucked again. Heck, to finish it off, Mr Montgomery took the Mayor to a private massage place, where they got erotic massages, which included hand and blow jobs being given by hot, sexy, top notch women. Mr Mayor loved his night out in the city of sin. Mike told him he owned all those places, and might open similar ones in the Mayor's town, to beef up the tourism angle. Of course, only if the law makers and enforcement officials could be depended on to cooperate. The Mayor said no problem, as long as something flowed to them. Hell, he had the whole town in his hand. "I think you and I will get along very fine Mr Mayor." Mike's parting handshake was a cool twenty grand. Now, as the Mr Mayor sat at his Hotel bar for one last drink, and sipped on a drink, as he stroked the thick sheaf of bills in his pocket, his mind drifted to Carlota. Carlota had accompanied him to LA and was waiting in the room upstairs. Oh how happy she would be, when he gave her, well, maybe a couple of grand, to go shopping, buying her family back home sweet presents, as well as getting some sexy, skimpy lingerie to wear for him and spice up their loving. And yes, she would be getting a full body waxing, manicure, pedicure, permanent make up and all of that, so she could really look like big daddy's sweet little angel. He would also tell her to get a new nice leather pad, so he could spank her naughty, sweet little ass. Even as his well used cock hardened again in his pants, his thoughts returned to his town for a second. He had already made big plans for welcoming Mr Montgomery to town in three days time. He had planned on parading the town's savior around town, sticking to him like glue, of course, so that people would think he was entirely responsible for getting him on board, something the Mayor had been all but claiming anyway, untruthfully, of course. Now, parading around town with a black man, celebrating him, heck! There were a few blacks in town, poor folk, bearers of burden, who didn't have shit to say. People around here did not hold much of them. The lynchings had long stopped, and they were allowed to attend the same schools and stuff, but that was just about it. But heck, suddenly having a new class of rich blacks in town, that would be hard for some folks to stomach. He shook his head, wondering how the people back home would take this new sudden, development. Then Mr Mayor chose a new side. It was all about sacrifice. And no sacrifice was too great, to save their town. Mike was rich and powerful and awfully generous. And the town needed his money. He would just have to sell him well to the folk back home. Hell, if anyone didn't like blacks bringing in money and jobs, they could migrate, that was his final decision Mr Mayor needed to relax in a hurry. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed. Carlota's sweet, heavily accented voice answered. "Big daddy is coming, you little wench. I want you in the apron and high heels. And get that little ass ready for the spanking, you been a bad girl. A very bad girl!" The Mayor bounded up the stairs. Chapter 2 Late the following day, after a four hour plane ride and an hour's drive from the earnest big city, the Mayor sat in his mayoral board room, discussing everything with the organizational committee. He had wondered if he should warn everybody in advance that though all the employees from Mr Montgomery that had turned around had been white, the big man was black. He decided it was safer to play surprised, with everyone else. He would later just lie, that he had actually not met the guy in person in LA. The head of the reception committee was Haley Bramble, his twenty five year old daughter. Everybody loved Haley. She was a pretty, alluring young lady, a presenter on the local TV Network. She, like everyone else, was very excited about the arrival of their town's savior "Haley," he said to the tall, alluring blond, that was sitting next to him at the table, you, as the most alluring woman of our town, should welcome our guest. I would suggest that beautiful frock you wore at last year's apple festival. And something with our coat of arms. And a basket of fresh, red, delicious apples." "Don't worry dad, I mean Mr Mayor sir, everything is already taken care of. I will welcome our guest fittingly." "Good girl. And by the way, could you also chaperon him around a bit. He is only around a few days, and I don't want none of these bumpkins to give him the wrong impression about us." "Yes sir, Mr Mayor." "What do you mean chaperon him?" Haley's jealous husband, his son Donald frowned. "I don't want my wife around some guy we don't even know for five days." "Heck Donald, she will just drive him around a bit for a day. What the heck. He is very rich and has lots of people for everything." "She is my wife!" "Oh darling, relax. Hush now." "Dammit it Donald, you of all people should know better than to make trouble. Wasn't for Mr Montgomery, you wouldn't have a job in two months. Don't bite the hand that feeds you. Haley, thank you. How are we going with the rodeo, and the marching band?" Chapter 3 Haley, 25, was so excited as she left the Mayor's office. She had only one plan, to look very alluring and attractive. She would be the first thing the rich man from LA saw when he stepped out of his limousine. And she wanted to make a lasting impression. Heck, something interesting was finally happening in her town. Haley snorted as she cruised to her home on a hill, as she thought of her husband's jealous reaction. She would give him a piece of her mind when he got home. For Haley was the one who had the pants on. Haley was used to having her way. She had been the tallest, prettiest, hot, slim, pretty natural blond in her high school, with the biggest, most beautiful blue eyes. She was queen of the prom and captain of the cheerleaders. Boys had been known to beat each other senseless over her. So many guys had claimed to have fucked her, but the truth was, Haley hardly ever gave it up, being raised of prudish, good, clean and wholesome, religious folk. She kind of thought sex was something dirty, in the back of her mind. Haley was not dorky through and through. She knew how to manipulate men. Even as a sixteen year old, she had manipulated men way older than her. She had never been good with figures, but her Math teacher let her pass all the tests, just for leaning back in her chair, spreading her thighs and flashing her panties during lessons. He even tried to fuck her, but she threatened to tell her dad, the Mayor and have him run out of town. She demanded an A plus, even though she hardly got one answer right, and she got it. Of course she felt dirty and did go to church and pray every time after flashing her panties. She knew of course, that it was wrong, to get all hot and wet doing something so bad. Haley studied journalism in New Orleans, for three years and graduated, returning home still a virgin. She then got a job at the local, regional TV Network. Haley had a smile to melt hearts and a voice sweet as honey. And she was tall, slim and blond. The money wasn't all that great, but she became a local celebrity. The audience loved her. And she had all the bosses wrapped around her finger too. She had married Donald, three years her senior, whom she had known most of her life and dated since the age of 15. Donald had studied Business Management and was now working for Smithson's, the timber company, the biggest firm in town. He earned a lot of money by local standards. They got married with a lot of pomp. Haley's pussy was wet as she drove and it had nothing to do with her husband. The rich man arriving the next day was the cause of her arousal. Her sex life with Donald was lackluster She was religious and prudish and inexperienced and so was he. And Donald always handled her like she was something precious and fragile. He seemed almost too awed by her beauty, to actually touch her, grab her and use her like a hot blooded woman. Not that she would have let him. When he tried to get her to suck him off, Haley freaked out and threatened to move back home. When he tried to watch porn with her, she threw the filth in the trash can. When he tried to get her to wear thongs, she threw that garbage in his face and said she wasn't not no whore. Donald had backed off. They had settled into a routine sex life. They made love in the missionary position once a week or so. The thing about their relationship was that Donald was the bread winner, but she had the pants on. She was the dominant one. He gave the hot blond the impression that she was too good for him and so she acted like the queen. It started off with her deciding all the little things. He gave her an inch and she took a mile. He was too much into fawning, really. She started to act like, "Do what I want or fuck you!" Donald was too much into worshiping her and he wouldn't do jack shit to upset her. When he talked kids, she said, "We will have them when I say so, now don't fret hon." Somehow, she could not decide to really give him her womb. She didn't know why, but hey, that motherfucker just bored her. She wasn't sure she wanted to put more wimps like him in the world, I guess, because I never really asked her. His dad, the Mayor wanted to see some grand children. Well, after all, his first son, her elder brother had disappeared to San Francisco and it was an open secret that he was a fag. And his other son was in a Colombian jail, caught trying to smuggle ten grammes into a plane, in his lap top case. Talk about a dumb ass red neck. Therefore, the Mayor felt it was about time Haley had kids. When Donald told him that Haley didn't want kids yet, the Mayor had taken the guy to the side and told him a man had to grow balls. But he might as well have talked to a tree. Donald was submissive to his wife, and too quick to say "Baby I love you." he even apologized to her when she treated him like shit. He went to a marriage counselor and was told that she was treating him bad just to get his attention. Well, as you know, only white guys can be gullible for such stupid shit. Not that he was a dork through and through. Donald was getting the carnal sex she wasn't giving him elsewhere. But very secretly of course. Once, when Donald was away traveling and she went rummaging around his basement, looking for something, when she discovered a huge stash of porn mags and DVD. She was shocked and even thought of calling her mom and the church priest. She ran out of there and it took her two days to go back down and grab a couple, that she watched behind locked doors and sealed, heavy curtains with the volume turned off. She felt guilty from watching the filth. In fact, she told herself she was only watching it to see how bad the sinful world out there was. Heck, those people who made that filth and the ones who watched it were going straight to hell. She couldn't believe the things she saw, people fucking shamelessly, women sucking cocks like whores, licking balls, and getting fucked like dogs, even in the ass. She found it so decadent and disgusting. And she went and showered off the filth, after having stroked her swollen pussy to a shattering orgasm. Haley started regularly watching her husband's porn when he was out of town, feeling less and less inhibited. To her surprise, there was a type of porn that Donald seemed to really like, for it made up at least half of his collection, and that was porn with huge, hung black studs fucking white women. Haley found it absolutely shocking, and most disgusting, to see white girls fucking with Niggers, like cheap, little Nigger sluts. Around here, those sluts would have been run out of town, and the black guy would have received a thorough beating, at least. Most probably, they might have made him decorate a tree. Haley started masturbating to porn regularly. She discovered that when she drank and smoked weed whilst watching and stroking herself, it was even more fun. Haley's solo sex life became hotter and hotter. Something was unleashed in her. She started wishing to enjoy the same, wild, hard core sex from porn with her husband. She went and bought several vibrators, which she kept well hidden. When her husband was away, she used them in her pussy, making herself cum till she was drowsy from it. And she practiced blowing on them, trembling with excitement as she tried to imitate the girls from the porn videos. For some eerie reason, Haley realized she liked to watch the porn with black studs. It scared her and thrilled her incredibly. Haley started wondering why her sex life with Donald was not so thrilling. It seemed to her like he was very unskilled and came too fast. And she started wondering why his cock was so small. Having no other cocks to compare him with, besides the ones she knew from porn, he seemed incredibly small. Especially when compared to the black porn studs. Hell, he seemed to kind of just pale off. Haley saw several scenes where women played with sex toys. O a visit to a big city, she put on a hat that covered her eyes and hid half her face, sneaked into a porn shop and bought a variety of dildos and vibrators. She tried them out in her hotel room and had fantastic orgasms. One thing that really turned her on, though she knew she should find it disgusting, was tasting her pussy off the sex toys. Haley always checked the condom in Donald's wallet, to see if he had used it. It was always there. However, one day, she thought it looked kind of newer. She noted the serial number. When he returned after one of his trips, she checked, and realized that the number was different. She checked it five times, one after the other, and realized that he was using the condoms and replacing them with a new one when he returned home. Bitch! Don' Make Me Have To Hurt Ya Haley decided to tail him. Imagine her shock, when she discovered her husband was screwing one of the girls at work, a cheap, fat, Barbie look alike, who was divorced and rumored to be a slut. She was flabbergasted. She went and bought pepper spray and attacked the girl. The girl saw her coming and ducked. The divorced chick was thickset and powerful, and she fought back like a wild cat. They tore off each other's clothes and bit and scratched till they had to be arrested. The divorced slut rubbed it in by telling her that her husband said she was stiff and boring, the worst fuck in town. And he was fucking women all over the place anyway, he had girls stashed all around. Donald got slapped by his wife and punched by her dad. He placated her with cash and credit cards and gifts, and that became the norm. Anything she wanted, she could have. In fact, she was throwing his money out of the window even before he slaved for it. They had to have the biggest, most expensive shit, SUVs, jewelery, furniture and whatnot, just so she could show off and brag to her friends. Old Donald put in long hours every day, just to afford his darling the expensive lifestyle. Even in bed, she became dominant. He used the little change she left him to go fuck cheap whores and wallowed in filth like a pig, instead of using his hot blond wife's pussy like he should. Haley did not fuck around, she maintained her solo sex life, with porn and her toys. In fact, she started going wild. She tried a long, thin dildo in her ass and loved it. She was soon fingering herself and fucking her pussy and ass with wonderful, well lubed dildos. Since Donald worked in management, at Smithson's, Haley knew about the financial crisis. For almost three years, the company had been on the verge of collapse. There just wasn't that much money in timber anymore. Haley was actually thinking of dumping him, for she couldn't imagine bringing in the cash and supporting an unemployed husband that she didn't need. Before, she used to spend his money and say, "I love some things about him!" But now, she was like, "This guy is pissing me off!" Chapter 4 As she reached her neat, nice house that she shared with her husband, the married blond started daydreaming about meeting the wealthy, dashing, handsome blond man who was coming to town. It was a fantasy that had been brewing in her head for a couple of weeks. The crises at Smithson's was threatening even the town's existence, for most people worked there. All had but given up hope when the company was saved at the last stroke, by a wealthy investor from out of town. And her dad had told her that not only would jobs be saved, but the company would be expanding, and several sister companies would be set up as well, for the investor was very, very rich and successful. This was the biggest news around town. Once the contracts were signed, people started preparing for the arrival of the savior. It would be a special day of festivities. Kids were even allowed to miss school. Haley of course, had been as excited as every one else. She had searched the web and found the homepage of Montgomery Corporation as well as several photos of Mr M Montgomery. Haley was impressed. Montgomery Corporations was huge and they had their fingers in almost anything. And Mr Montgomery was not bad at all. His photos at events and society galas were so cool. There he was, a tall, handsome, blond, young, rich man, with beautiful blue eyes. He looked so dashing and flamboyant in a suit and tie. Mmmm! Her pussy got so wet. He was so beautiful she almost feared he might be gay. But the snap shots of him at society events showed him in the company of so many beautiful women. And he seemed to have a thing for pretty, sexy, tall, slim young blonds. Like her! She felt like celebrating. She noticed a black man who appeared with Mr Montgomery in several photos. He was of medium height, not huge and beefy enough to be a body guard, she thought. She decided he might be a valet. A fantasy developed in her head, it involved her and a wealthy man. It was like something from a romance paperback. Kind of naive and wishful, actually. Pretty, hot, married woman, meets a dashing, jet setting millionaire who rescues her out of a boring marriage. They have a whirlwind, emotional romance, with some highs and lows. Then a happy end. Of course, the plot was unoriginal, not that she had been good at creative writing anyway. And she had read too many women's paperbacks and watched too many soap operas. Yep, women! Haley was fantasizing of a hot, emotional, passionate, run away, jet setting love affair, filled with the wild, hot, real mind blowing sex that she didn't have in her life, as she entered her house. And she would cum like a bitch. She felt so horny she had to jerk off to a nasty porn video. For some reason though, she watched a new interracial porn video. Those always got her off the hardest. She came so hard. She couldn't wait though, for the millionaire to meet her. She was sure he would be impressed, after all, she was tall, slim, blond, blue eyed and pretty. And a local celebrity, with her own show on local TV. For a second, Donald disturbed her fantasy. But she decided, hell, they could rendezvous somewhere exotic, and five star. Sex, romance, shopping, luxury... Mmmm! You cant really say she had solid resolve to go whoring, but Haley decided she must help Cupid along, or at least give him an opportunity to shoot off his arrow. The fact that she would be the one to greet him and welcome him to town, well, she saw that as a divine sign. Chapter 5 On the big day, Haley she combed her long, glossy blond hair neatly and made her pretty face up expertly, applying glossy lip-stick to make her thin lips look a full and alluring cherry red. She wore a short, sexy frock, with a white blouse and striped red skirt. It was so sexy, with a very high hem, to show off her nice, long thighs and shapely legs, and the bust was low cut, showing off her pendulous, thick, full, natural breasts. She wore a tiny, sleeveless jeans coat, with the town's coat of arms and made sure it was pulled way open, to show off her alluring bust. Her legs were encased in silky stockings, and she wore a pair of high heels that accentuated her shapely calves. She joined the greetings committee that was gathered at the Mayor's office. She was handed a basket of fresh, appetizing, red apples. Everything was ready. All the town's dignitaries were there. Drum Majorettes and a marching band were at the ready. At twelve noon, a long, stretch limo rolled up. As it stopped, a marching band started playing. Haley stood at ready, pushing her tits out, and pulling the top of her dress lower, to reveal a really fair amount of cleavage. Any lower and her nipples would have been in view. She noticed her husband, who was amongst the crowd frowning, but she ignored him. The chauffeur opened the door and the illustrious guest climbed out. Then all the sound died down as they looked at a black man. He was handsome, and looked good in his suit and tie. But nobody had been expecting a black man. They waited a while for some else to come out. But the chauffeur closed the door, climbed in and pulled away. The black man stood smiling. The Mayor was waved the band to play but there was discord in the music. The black man's smile deepened. Haley recognized him. He was the black man she had seen on some photos with the blond Mr Montgomery. The Mayor pinched her in the side and she jumped and approached Mr Montgomery. She forced herself to smile as she greeted him and asked if he was the Mr Montgomery. He said, "Believe that!" and she gave him a bunch of roses and the basket of apples, saying welcome. She didn't kiss his cheeks like she had planned to, before he turned out to be black. She kept a cool composure, but inside, she was reeling. This ruined all her plans. She frowned. How had a black man come to own such a company? Did he sell enough cocaine or rob some white folk? She wouldn't be seen dead talking to one of the Niggers in her town. Now she had to accompany him around and chaperon him as well, and smile all the time. Hell! Mike Montgomery was about forty. He was a relaxed, casual guy. He seemed to be enjoying everyone's shock and stiffness. Mr Mayor jump started the festivities. However, he pushed Haley at the forefront, so she had to walk besides Mike as they paraded him to the stunned town folk. They were surprised to see a very rich Nigger. But after the booze started flowing, many people didn't give a fuck about him being black just as long as his money was green. Cowboys with thick accents proudly told him, "Look how I am gonna ride, Mr Montgomery", and damn near broke their stupid necks on some bronco. Mike kept smiling at Haley with amusement. She knew he could sense her discomfort from the whole situation and it was entertaining him. He kept asking her questions, like, what is that, who is that. After a while, she did not find him disagreeable. He was good natured, casual, confident, friendly, and yeah, very handsome and charming. For a black man. Chapter 6 It so happened as they were walking from the rodeo to the official lunch at the Mayoral residence, which was close by, that someone found two lost three year old twins. They were sweet. But they were crying, for their parents. Haley immediately scooped one up. Mike took the other. At first the kid was scared and very stiff. Then he started touching Mike's skin curiously. Then he asked, "Are you a Nigger?" There was stunned silence and gasps. Mike laughed heartily and then he said, "No, I am a black man. Tell that to everybody." Haley and Mike took the kids with them to the lunch. The Mayor wanted them to be given to the staff but Mike said they could sit on their laps. He played with the boy and fed him food from his plate. He turned to Haley and she was doing the same. "You are good with kids. How many have you got?" he asked her in his deep, casual, good natured voice. "None." "Why not? A beautiful woman like you. You would make beautiful kids." Haley blushed profusely and smiled sweetly. "Thanks. I will have some later. Do you have kids?" "Yes. Five." "Five! Your wife must be strong." "Oh, they are from different women," he said casually. "I am bored, is there a swing around here? Lets go swing the boys." The Mayor rushed to ask if there was something wrong with the food, but Mike said everything was fine. He was just stiff from the long flight and wanted to stretch himself a bit. Mike and Haley were soon swinging the kids and playing with them. The mom and dad arrived and took their kids, thanking them. They invited Mike to drop by their small ranch for a bite and a horse ride. The Mayor, who was standing behind them, shook his head at Haley. "Mr Montgomery wont have time. He will be busy," Haley said fast, to get rid of the bumpkins who couldn't even speak proper English. "Oh hold on. I am sure I can find time. How about tomorrow, around five." "Oh, that would be fine," the chubby, sweet wife, who had a round face and red cheeks responded. "Five it is." "Wonderful, and thanks. Mrs Wyatt here will drive me by. You know where it is, huh?" "Yes," Haley responded. The local TV asked Haley to interview Mike. He said a couple of words into the camera, and finished off saying the town was very beautiful, the people were very friendly and hospitable, blah, blah, blah. "They will love that," Haley said to him as the camera was off. "I know!" he said and winked. Haley stayed close by him all day. She was beginning to feel very at ease with him. She was by his side as he toured the lumber business. She even introduced him to everybody for she knew them all. When she introduced Donald, she kind of found it hard to say he was her husband. She had to force it out. He somehow paled off you see. Though he was taller, as he shook hands with Mike, he seemed smaller. She accompanied Mike to the evening reception and dinner. It was nice sitting besides him. The Mayor was on the other side, but he seemed content to drink heavily and make gestures at the photographers, leaving Haley to chat with Mike. Mike was busy talking some stuff that made her laugh and giggle all the time. Then she drove him to his Hotel and dropped him off. He asked if she could show him her workplace the next day. She agreed. As they parted, he told her that she was very beautiful, and he was happy she was the first sight he had seen on his arrival. "Why thanks, Mr Charming. You are not bad yourself." "I thought you were disappointed when you saw me. I saw it in your face." "Well, its just that I was not expecting..." "A black man?" "No. Not that. I googled your photos and there was always someone else." "Oh, Danny. That is one of my assistants. He really is named Montgomery, and people kind of find him good for my role. And I don't mind. Say, can you show me around your TV station tomorrow. I have never been inside one." "All right. I will be taping my show tomorrow. Maybe we can interview you." "Maybe." He winked and she smiled sweetly. He leaned in and kissed her cheek. She inhaled his rich deo as his powerful chest brushed lightly into her breasts. His big, soft lips brushed her cheek and she felt shivers running up and down her spine. To be honest, as she drove home, she was still a bit disappointed that Mr Montgomery had turned out to be black, ruining her fantasy. But the real Mr Montgomery was not bad, she decided. There was something so exciting about him, so manly. Hell, she had to admit, he was more of a man than her husband.. When she got home, her husband was still at work. Haley immediately got a drink, a joint, and a vibrator and DVD. She brought her dripping pussy off to several orgasms, watching white girls getting it on with black men. The acting was atrocious, but the fucking really turned her on. She started wondering if Mr Montgomery was hung like those guys. And if he could last so long, and punish a girl with his huge, black cock for ages, like those guys. The fantasy scared her, but excited her so. In fact, as she neared her shattering orgasm, something happened in her head. She became the white girl in the pron, that was getting black fucked. And Mike became the male actor. Haley came like a bitch. She orgasmed so hard, bucking wildly on her couch and crying aloud in agonized pleasure. As she recovered, smiling stupidly, and feeling guilty, she made it a point to check out his crotch the next day. Chapter 7 Late the following morning, Haley felt excited as she made herself alluring and drove to Smithson's to pick up Mike. Se found him in a boardroom, where he was having a meeting with his people and Smithson's people, including her husband. Mike was dressed in a silk shirt, jeans and leather shoes. He stood up and greeted her warmly. Mike gazed at her with appreciation. She saw in his dark brown eyes, that he liked what he saw. Indeed he did. , who was dressed in s silk shirt, jeans and leather shoes, greeted her warmly. He greeted her warmly and introduced her to his people, two black men, and three women, a black, an Asian and a white one. Then he excused himself from everyone else and followed Haley outside. Donald, who was also at the meeting followed them. He was rankled. His wife had hardly greeted him. And he didn't like the way she was all so familiar with Mr Montgomery, calling him Mike. And he thought it wasn't decent, the way she was swinging her fine, tight, little round ass as the black man walked after her, gazing at it lecherously. "Excuse me, just where are you two going?" Donald asked. Mike looked at the tall, broad shouldered white man who was in his early thirties or something with amusement. "I am going to show him the TV studio hon. And we are going to interview him." "We can give him a company driver that will take him there and then bring him back. We have several things to finish off here." "My people can handle everything. They know exactly what I want," Mike said. "But, I mean, eh..." Donald couldn't quite say anything, but he was in acute discomfort. "Listen hon, don't make a scene. Remember, I am tasked with being his chaperon. Now, hush." Donald nodded sullenly. Mike smiled. The guy just didnt have the pants on. He decided to show him too, who was boss here. "Listen Donald, I don't like your attitude," he said, wagging his finger at him. You seem to act like I am after your alluring wife. Think of all I am doing for you guys here. Now, run back to the table son. I don't like disobedient workers," Mike said firmly. "Hey, watch it Mr..." Donald started to sneer. "Your wife chaperoning me is just a small sacrifice. I am going to be reshuffling here. Watch it, or end up jobless my man. Don't bite the hand that feeds you. Bye buddy!" Mike slapped Donald's shoulder. Donald shut up and went back to the board room. Mike looked at Haley. She seemed almost kind of ashamed to see her husband cowed like that. They chatted casually as she drove him to the studios. As they drove into town, she opened her jacket and caught him ogling the creamy orbs that were pushing up her blouse. She tried to steal looks between his legs, like she had been doing all day, hoping to catch a peek at his bundle. Well, she saw something that seemed to be big, but she wasn't sure if that was really it. SO she kept looking, sub consciously. She showed him around and everyone was so polite to him. He sat in and watched her film the presentation of a few episodes of her program. Her director decided spontaneously to interview Mike. Haley was impressed. Mike agreed and he was so casual. He said a lot of stuff without giving any information but she knew the viewers would find him, well, cool. She found him cool and smooth. She felt proud of him. She went into an office to get something and her colleagues gathered around her, mostly men, and they started talking shit about "that Nigger!" She realized it was just jealous and player hating. Somehow she felt offended, for he had done these people no wrong and in fact saved their town. She drove Mike into town and they picked up toys for the kids and presents for the family. They had been invited out for lunch by the parents of the twins from the previous day, and Mike talked Haley into taking him there. They lived in the hills. The parents were surprised that he actually dropped by. The twins were happy to see them. Haley almost felt jealous, for the kids were more interested in Mike. They went horse riding in the hills with the family, for they owned several horses. Haley was surprised that Mike could ride. He shrugged and said, "I am rich, bitch!" She gasped. "Its just from this TV show..." "Yeah, Chapelle. I know, bitch!" she responded. And they laughed. They drove some distance from the house after their good byes and Mike asked her to turn into the woods. They took a walk, found a nice clearing and he produced a bag of weed. They smoked a joint in the sun, chatting. Haley was curious. She asked him about himself. He told her how he got rich. Basically, he grew up LA, graduated in economics, worked at the stock market for ten years, and went into business. She asked him about himself and as he started describing the lifestyle she dreamed of so much, flying all over the place, and so forth, she felt so jealous and excited. And the way he was eying her like a hot piece of cake made her feel scared that she was alone with him, in a forest, with no one around, for miles. But it also got her nipples hard and her pussy all tingly. As they walked back to the car, her legs were kind of wobbly, from the weed and her high heels. He took her arm and put a big, strong hand on the small of her back to steady her. She leaned into him and felt safe and secure. Bitch! Don' Make Me Have To Hurt Ya They went and had supper together in a restaurant. Mike was booked into a bungalow in the finest hotel facility in town. Haley drove him there. He invited her in for a joint and a drink. She blushed and said she didn't want the local folks to get funny ideas. "Its your life. Don't let other peoples thoughts imprison you." "All right. But I will drive off and park elsewhere then come back on foot." "Smart girl." She turned up a quarter of an hour later, approaching from a side no one at the reception could see her. The coast was clear as her husband, Donald, was putting in overtime, to pay for his wife's expensive tastes. Mike took her jacket and Haley was left in her tight, immaculate, sleeveless white shirt that was tucked into her longs. He tits were pushing out so much, leaving the sides of her tits, cupped in a lace bra, exposed below her shoulders. Mike opened his shirt front several buttons and exposed a fair amount of powerful, dark, bulging chest muscles. He settled besides her on a couch and they had a bottle of fine wine in his living room. Conversation with him was easy. He kept pouring the wine and entertaining her with funny stories as well as nice compliments, nothing too overt. He got her stoned and drunk, as she told him of her dream, to travel the world and see places. At one point, even as they chatted, Haley found a fantasy unfolding in the back of her mind. She imagined him inviting her on a trip to some exotic resort in some distant place, maybe the Caribbean or Switzerland. Mmm! They could be all alone, far from the folks here, enjoying a life of luxury, fun. Mmmm. And black on white sex. She would let him have her precious white body. Would he like it? Of course. Look how he was eying her tits all the time, and her slim waist and nice curvy hips. She was sure he would love her. And would she like him? Mmmm. He seemed so athletic. And very fit and virile, like an animal, a jungle cat. And he was so manly. Would he take her, like a powerful man? Of course, she decided. But it would all have to be very secretly. She sighed softly, as she exhaled thick clouds of weed smoke, realizing her pussy was so wet in her panties. "Damn! What you getting all dreamy about, white girl?" Mike teased her, smiling at her, his even white teeth looking so dazzling in his handsome, dark face." "You are not really like I thought blacks to be." Mike decided to put on his ghetto act. He knew that white guys always felt better and safe around a black guy if they thought he was a dumb hood rat. But with Haley, he did it for entertainment, and had her giggling as he lapsed into his LA ghetto slang and she talked the sing song local dialect. They had lots of laughs. "Gees. I laugh so much when I am with you!" she said sweetly. "So, how long are you staying in town?" "Dis be my hood for da next two weeks." "OK. Then I will see you tomorrow. I gotta rush home coz my husband will be coming home soon." "Just tell him you are chilling with a friend. A girlfriend. Anyway, I don't think Donald will be causing us any trouble." "Oh, I don't know about that. You will think I am little liar!" "I wont. C'mon Haley, you cant just up n leave ol Mike all alone here. Holler at your man n tell him that you'll be home a lil later." Mike got up and went to the bathroom. He closed the door loudly and then opened it a crack silently. Chapter 8 He heard Haley lying through her teeth to her husband, that she was visiting some Marge and having drinks. As he took a long piss, Mike's cock was long and hard. He was excited. He was usually not into the slim type s. He proffered his woman with a nice bubble butt. But Haley was getting him all horny. He had seen her eying his crotch so often, trying to see what was under his jeans. And hell, the idea of fucking such a tall, slim, alluring trophy wife appealing. What else was there to do for a wimp husband, really. After they smoked another blunt, Mike stood up and towered before the white wife. He fixed his dark eyes on her. "You know what Haley, I know I shouldn't tell you this, but you are one hot white bitch! My dick has been hard all evening!" he drawled casually, and stroked the thick bulge in his pants. Haley gasped and got very nervous. She could tell the black man was very aroused and horny. She became scared. She stood up quickly and started backing away. "Eh, Mike, I think I should leave. "You are not leaving Haley, not until you get what you really came here for," he rasped, taking her small pale hand in a big, dark one. He stroked her hand. "I only came to talk and hang out a bit. I gotta go!" "Stop lying. You came here to get my black cock. I saw you looking at it all day. And look at your nipples, they are all hard, sticking out like thumbs. And your pussy is so wet I can smell it from across the room. You need to get the cock that white boy cant give you. This..." He suddenly yanked the flabbergasted white girl's hand to his crotch and ground it into her palm. She felt a long, thick snake under his pants. She gasped and yanked her hand back. "You bastard! I was beginning to respect you. You animal!" "Stop acting up, white whore! You need this here black cock and you gonna get it, white bitch!" "Fuck you!" "Yes. You are going to. But you gotta suck it like a good slut first. She smacked his cheek and tried to tear loose. He surprised her, grabbing her by the throat and shaking her like a reed in a fast current. "Bitch! You in shit now. Deep shit!" Haley paled and started cringing. The white girl was suddenly so scared. Mike could see all the things she had heard about blacks flooding into her mind, horror stories. He felt powerful. He decided to use her inherent fear of black men to his advantage. Mike pushed her against the wall and put an arm to either side of her, trapping her. He had removed his shoes and she had to look down into his eyes. They were dark and blazing and his face was no longer smiling charmingly. She trembled and her lips worked with no sound. He looked like a predator, that had picked up the scent. Indeed he could smell her fear but more strongly, her pussy. "Mike. Please. Calm down..." she rasped. "Are you from Virginia?" he asked suddenly. "No!" "Well, we are going to Black Dick in ya!" he said and laughed. "I am going home you moron!" she snapped, gasping with indignation. The black man pounced on the tall, slim, long legged white blond suddenly. He pushed her against the wall and fell over her. She tried to push him off but the black man grabbed a wad of blond hair, and wrapped it around his hand. He told her in a husky, "No! No!" she whimpered, shaking her head, her eyes wide open with fear. "Don't make me have to hurt you!" He smacked her and made her gasp sharply. It wasn't such a hard slap but the effect was strong. Haley was so scared and confused. Her eyes opened wide. Mike was like the black man of her nightmares, the one her mom had warned her about. She couldn't believe all this was happening. But Mike cut the white blond no kind of slack. He smacked her again, told her, "Don't fight it Haley. You know that white ass is mine, whore. Now be a good girl. Be good to your Nigga!" Mike rasped into her ear. No! You filthy animal!" "What the fuck!" he chuckled and rapped her skull with his digits. He said he would head butt her. He made as if to do so and she cringed and whimpered, shutting her eyes. He laughed heartily. "Haley I am fucking you white girl, and there is nothing you can do about it. You will get what you need." Haley realized it wasn't even the fear of violence that held her in place, for he was only hitting her lightly, toying with her. There was just something about this dominant black man that made her succumb. She couldn't believe how he had turned into a scary, feverish, selfish dominant beast that didn't give a fuck what she said or wanted. And she couldn't believe how weak her muscles felt. It was like her head wanted to run out but her body didn't Not at all. Then he kissed her pouting, quivering, tasty pink lips, as his big, strong black hands grabbed her nice, round, firm, young tits and fondled them he loved and owned them. The shocked wife looked around for an escape but found none. She shook like a reed and hissed sharply as he pinched on her nipple hard and pulled and twisted it, making it hard. He kissed her forcefully, and hard, and she found herself melting and submitting. Then his powerful hand shot under her gym skirt, slapping into her fleshy cunt and grabbing it and squeezing it, making it melt and sizzle. Haley knew she should scream for help, but instead, she found her pussy flooding with juices. She just had to rub and grind it into his palm, to ease the sharp itch in her loins that was incensing her. Mike smiled as the white wife trembled in his arms and moaned into his lips as he kissed her passionately and fondled her tits and cunt. She was looking dazed now. He decided to show her who was boss. He ripped her shirt open and pulled her tits out of her bra. She whimpered and shook like a reed as he ate them like he owned them. Despite her fear and outrage, a searing wave of arousal washed over her as she stared at his dark face gorging on her creamy, pendulous orbs with abandon relish. She could not believe his cheek, just taking her tits and eating them, and making her nipples so hard and her pussy so wet. She squirmed and tried to pull back as he grabbed her between the legs with a strong hand. She did try to fight, but he cut her no slack. He pinned her to the wall by her throat and squeezed her cunt. She was so wet they both heard her slippery, soaked panties squelch. "Fuck! You so wet white bitch! A Nigga gotta put you out of your misery! Str8 up!" She tried to grab and stop his hands weakly, but he ripped her pants open. "Damn!" he groaned as he saw her conservative, full panties. "How the fuck you gonna wear diapers under that sexy outfit. Ever heard of thongs, you bumpkin bitch!" "I am not no whore! Let me go!" "Shut the fuck up!" he made as if to really slap her hard and she cringed. "And stay fucking still!" She whimpered and got so pale. He pushed her longs and them down her thighs, and used one of his to force her legs wide apart. "Damn! That#s better," he rasped as he gazed at her pussy, covered with a fine fuzz of short blond locks. She was so wet her puffed up lips were shiny, and there were even strings of mucus in her pubic hair. "That's a fine little white pussy. Damn! I am gonna love eating you!" "No! Lemme go!" she wailed desperately and tried to break loose. He held her easily in place, chuckling, for he could see she did not really want to leave, anyway, at least not her body, that was trembling. "No!" she whimpered again. "Yes bitch! Now, don't even fucking move bitch! I told you, don't make me have to hurt you." He spat on his digits and slapped his wet digits into her cunt and started kneading and stroking her vulva and squeezing it, making her feel so good. He inched closer, and then he was stroking her dripping slit, gently. He traced her pussy lips lightly and she shivered. Then he found her wet, hot dripping slit. And her treacherous pussy started sizzling, her hungry mouth clenching and trying to suck him in. "No! Please o! Please don't do this to me Mike!" she whimpered, grabbing his hand and trying to force it away, but he was too powerful. "Relax bitch!" he snorted, pinning her firmly against the wall by his hand on her throat. She got a sinking feeling. He didn't give a fuck. He wanted her and he would have her. His skilled digits started stroking her puffed up, dripping slit, lightly, in circles, teasing the soft, pink petals of her lips, and incensing her itchy pussy mouth. Despite herself, her pussy started cooking as sharp sensations ripped through her crotch. In fact, she could feel the blood and the juices rushing into her womanhood. For second, his wonderful, slick digits moved upwards, and stroked her clit lightly. She gasped sharply and was wrecked with heavy shudders. "You horny bitch. Lick my digits and taste your pussy." He brought them to her lips. She looked into his eyes and saw no compromise. He wanted to be obeyed. She had never obeyed any man and been simply run over like this before. She was used to men worshiping her. But Mike shoved two digits in her pretty mouth and made her suck them. She looked for some will to resist him but couldn't find it. She found herself yielding to the black man and licking his digits wet. The taste of her pussy drove her wild as it always did. She moaned softly and lapped like a cat. He started pumping them in and out, stroking her tongue. For some reason, she felt sharp shivers and sucked on them harder. "Don't be a bitch, bitch! Let that pussy get what it needs. Spread those thighs. Don't make me have to get nasty bitch!" She whimpered and spread them weakly. Then he eased two tips into her hot hole and started rolling them around, stretching her mouth and teasing the sensitive nerve endings and it was so incensing It took all her will power not to jam her hips down on him and fuck his fingers wildly. He went up and rubbed around her clit with his slick digits. When he brushed the engorged nub, she gasped and shook. Then she gave a desperate wail and bore down on him. He slowly rolled and wriggled two into her dripping, clenching hole as his thumb lodged on her clit. He started rolling and twisting his digits deeper into her hungry fuck hole as his thumb stroked around her clit, coming close but not touching it. Haley leaned weakly against the wall and exhaled, closing her eyes. He started finger fucking her, twisting his digits as they squished in and out of her lubed, hot hole and it was exquisite. She felt a searing wave of heat engulf her loins. He started rubbing her clit lightly and fire crackers popped in her pussy, accompanied by bright stars in her eyes. Haley grunted sharply, bit her lower lip and started rolling her hips in small circles. He started rubbing the sensitive roof of her vagina as he rubbed her clit with increasing pressure and it was incensing. She threw her head back and started squirming and writhing against the wall, her mouth gaping and producing sweet sounds. Her resistance broke like a dam suddenly, then she was moaning and rolling her hips, fucking his wonderful digits shamelessly. He grabbed the back of her head and yanked her to his lips. He kissed her hard and she opened her soft, tasty mouth and sucked his tongue in. He explored her forcefully and she moaned into his mouth and as she sucked his thick tongue and started fucking his hand with ever growing lust till eventually, she was humping away as his palm slapped into her pussy and his digits sloshed way deep inside her. "That's it you horny bitch! You been wanting it all day. Now, take it and cum! Cum for me, you fucking slut!" "Oh-h-h-h-h-h!!!!" she cried, and then she was bucking wildly against the wall, shuddered as sharp, hard gasps escaped her clenched, screwed face. A shattering orgasm broke over her and she went feverish and wild. He pulled up one of her legs and held it up as he devoured her gasping mouth and finger fucked the orgasming wife, sending her deeper into the throes of an incensing orgasm. Haley went all deliriously, getting drunk and high from her string of mind shattering orgasms. She writhed and bucked until she finally flopped against the wall, lowing softly. Mike chuckled and pulled his digits out of her contracting fuck hole. He held them up and they were slick, and covered by a whitish cream. "Fuck, what a hot, wet white bitch pussy! Lets share it honey!" He pulled her to his digits and she lapped one as he lapped the other. Then she got greedy and sucked them both into her mouth, moaning with relish as she tasted her musky, aroused cunt. Her eyes looked dreamy and exhilarated as she bobbed and sucked away at his black digits. "Shit bitch! I think you need a real cock to suck on, for that hungry pink mouth." He grabbed her by the throat and forced her to kneel down on the carpet. In a second his shirt was off and his pants were at his feet. A big, fat black cock jutted at her. She gasped and tried to pull back. He grabbed some fine, blond hair, wrapped it around his fist and slapped her face with his long, dark sake. She gasped. Haley couldn't believe that the black man was slapping her face with his black cock and calling her a slut and whore, and she was getting so turned on from it. "Lick it bitch! Lick it like a lolly! DO it! Fuck you! Damn! This is the last fucking time!!!" The black man towered over her and see sawed his cock along her lips. She started lapping it and licking it. She couldn't believe it. No man had ever done that to her. They had begged and she had said no. But he was making her lick black cock, forcing her to stroke and lap his hot, throbbing, velvety shaft with her dripping wet tongue, and drool all over it. Like she was a cheap Nigger whore! Yet Haley couldn't fight him. All she felt was a perverse joy. It felt so right. She realized that at least since the first time she watched interracial porn, she had been craving black cock. Her hungry mouth just had to be fed. Trying not to be too obvious about it, she succumbed to him and did as she was told, stroking his large black cock with her dainty, pale, manicured fingers, jerking him and sucking him off with her pretty, hot, wet, soft pink mouth. The nasty, dominant, athletic, dark, young black man leaned against her truck, with his, thick, large, veined, jet black cock jutting out of her pink mouth and told her huskily, "Yeah! That's it, white bitch! Get that Nigga dick! Suck it nice and good. Look at me with them pretty, big eyes. You love it huh? Love it, white bitch!" "Mmmmm. Hhhhh!" was all she managed, as she bobbed and sucked him off like she loved him. "That's good bitch! Now go down on me and show me how much you can manage! Push! Come on! You can do better than that! You can take more of that big, black cock! Yeah! Push baby! Damn!!!! I love your throat! Good girl! Now spit it out and just stroke it and look at it. You love it huh?" "Yessssss!" Haley heard herself hissing softly. Mike towered over her and stuffed her pretty face full of black cock like he wanted to choke her. Haley couldn't believe how good she felt, and how hungry she was for him. She felt ecstatic. She devoured his cock ravenously, throwing her head at it. He seemed to fuck her face for ages, pausing to pull it out and slap her in the face with it. Then he might just drop his big balls on her lips and tell her to suck. They were too big to both fit into her mouth so she had to eat them and suck them in one by one. They were so heavy with cum she felt scared, excited and hungry. Haley moaned with lust and now got very active. She just had to worship and please that beautiful, dark cock, of this dominant, superior being. She showed him all the tricks she had learned in New York. She twirled her tongue around the turgid tip as she worked the sensitive spot on the underside of his head with her thumb tip and it was exhilarating. Then she kissed his cock and smeared her lips into it so affectionately. She leaned back, just stroked it and gazed at it, and she started shivering and moaning. Then she vacuumed him in greedily and started bobbing and sucking, her hands twisting beautifully up and down his sleek shaft and it was magical. Mike started stroking her head and called her beautiful. And so talented. She purred and sucked his dick even better. She blew him for ages, and his cock grew harder and fatter, over spilling her lips, but he didn't cum. He simply towered over her and enjoyed. She gave it her best, using everything she had learned, the things that made white boys cum quick, but the black man just groaned and smiled and enjoyed her. Bitch! Don' Make Me Have To Hurt Ya When her tongue and jaw got sore, he grabbed her by the crown and pumped her head like a rag doll as he fucked her face silly, for ages. She sucked and slurped and moaned so feverishly it was beautiful. Then the black man's hands laced together at the back of her head and he started stuffing his cock brutally into her mouth, insulting her. Then he started grunting like a beast. Then he went all stiff. He gave an animal groan and his cock started bucking and spurting frothy, hot, salty cum into her mouth. He told her don't swallow don't spit. Then he made her open her mouth and show it to him. It was only then the thirsty white wife was allowed to swallow and fill her hungry belly with black babies. Haley thought she might have a break, wrong. Mike's cock hardly softened. In fact, he kept it buried in her mouth as he sat down, pulling her after him. Then he told her it was about time she learned to be an obedient slut. First of all, he pulled her on his knees, ripped off her high heels and pants and spanked her gorgeous, hot ass like she had been such a bad girl. Fuck that! She had to fucking obey him, bitch! In fact, he said so! He spanked her so hard she went all red. Then he became nicer, stroking her ass as she sobbed. He eased a digit in her hole and she was surprised at how absolutely wet she was. She started rolling her hips and moaning as he finger fucked her. Mike rolled her onto her back besides him, pulled her face on his lap and finger fucked her pussy and stroked her bursting clit, telling her to suck his cock and get it all hard. Chapter 9 Haley was a sweet, little, horny, obedient slut now. Obediently, eagerly, she sucked his dick. She started bobbing away with increasing valor as he worked her cunt and made her feel oh so good. She came again, all over his fingers, moaning around his meat and sucking away till he exploded again, depositing more frothy cum into her mouth, which she drank down eagerly, moaning. "We gotta train you Haley. Gotta train our little white slut!" Haley couldn't believe how shameless Mike was. He was using rude words, telling her to do shameless, dirty things, all like it was the most normal thing in the world. And she found herself obeying, eagerly, happily. She was feeling such joy and exhilaration from pleasing him and being his slut. He made her devour and suck his big black balls and she feasted on them ravenously. Then he ordered her on her knees and pulled up his own knees, leaning back. He told her to lick his crack clean. She was kind of stupefied and so he yanked her in there, face first. She knew she should feel repulsed, but she only felt excited and feverish. She averted her shiny eyes and lapped and licked up and down his cleft. As he shivered and groaned, she found herself rapidly growing very eager. She started kissing his crack and smearing her tongue and lips and into him. He told her to rim his hole and she did it. Then it was time to get in there. She had never done this, but it felt so good to enter him. He told her to bob and slurp like a good slut. As she slithered her long pink tongue in and out of his ass hole, slurping the shit out of his black anus, she felt untold joy. She started moaning, as powerful thrills coursed through her body, making her skin so prickly and alive. Mike grabbed the back of her head and yanked her pretty, pale face into his dark crack and told her to make oral love to his hole and show him how much she loved his black ass hole. She dove in and kissed his hole so lovingly, and they both knew she was his slut for sure. Mike made her suck him again, and then he sprayed it in her face. He told her to rub it in like lotion. Then he picked her up and laid her out on the couch, at an angle so she could see her pussy. He told her to hold up and spread her legs and then he devoured her fuzz covered pussy. He was such a good pussy eater she couldn't believe it. She forgot everything else as she was forced to grab his head and stuff his mouth full of her palpitating cunt. She came so many times, back to back she lost count and got so dizzy. Then Mike slapped her blond pussy with a long, fat black baton stick. She shivered with anticipation as he rubbed it up and down her slit. He got her pussy itching so bad for him that when he pulled back, it followed. He entered her smoothly. Holding her thighs up he started rolling his hips and teasing her opening with his thick head. She went mad, gazing at the obscene sight of his big, black cock fucking her pussy mouth and causing sharp, incensing sensations. He spat on her clit and told her to rub it and cum. She was too ashamed and gasped no! He said, "DO it bitch! Or I will shove it all up in you so hard this black cock will pop out of your back!" She whimpered, scared the huge, dark cock might actually do it. She hastily started rubbing her clit. He leaned down and feasted on her hard nipples, sucking and smacking his lips around them. She started moaning and writhing, pumping her hips, trying to get more of him in her. She found her self stroking his scalp and holding him to her tits as her other hand stroked her clit, getting all urgent now. Then she started lapping his dark forehead. He looked up at her and offered her his thick, dark lips. She craned her neck, opened her mouth and sucked him hard. Then she was cumming and moaning away, her hot breath exploding in his mouth as she came. Mike pulled back, adjusted his knees and rammed his cock deep into the writhing, bucking blond's pussy. She screamed as her hole was stretched like never before. "Look at that bitch!" he grunted, grinding his cock into her hole. "I told you we were going to black dick in ya!" For Haley, it was all like a dream. The black man held her wide open, pressing her knees into her chest and started fucking her in smooth, deep strokes, his hips pumping rhythmically, sending his meat squishing in her pussy. She was stretched so much it was slightly painful. But she was so wet and her pussy tunnel was going crazy from feeling the thick, throbbing man meat sliding in and out. She gazed at his dark, muscular, defined body and thought he was like a strong, powerful black beast, only intent on riding her white pussy and stuffing her full of his large cock. He told to spread her pussy with one hand and stroke her clit with the other. She forgot to even blush as she rushed to comply. "Oh fu-u-u-u-uck! This is awesome!" she moaned and started cuming, even as her stretched hole shrieked. He fucked her harder, deeper, faster and she came harder and started crying louder. Soon, she was bucking heavily, arching her back, raising her body and slamming it onto the couch. He kept fucking her, like a tireless, lean sex machine running on gasoline, nice, deep, smooth, rhythmic. She finally couldn't take it and flopped back on the couch, gasping at him in disbelief. Mike chuckled and pulled it out, a large, long, veined, rearing black cock, all shiny with her juices, some clear, some whitish. He climbed onto the seat of the couch, straddled her and dropped it on her lips. She immediately scooped it up and started licking, moaning as she lapped her pussy off him. She cleaned him up in her mouth eagerly. He had to finally yak it away, or she would never have let it go again. Mike threw her feet over his shoulders and hit it again. His thrusts were more urgent, and faster, but he wasn't going for broke yet. It seemed like an endless series of thrusts, deep, nice thrusts and shattering orgasms. He rolled her on her belly, with her legs hanging over the edge of the couch and then he stepped it up and pounded her pussy from behind. Haley couldn't believe the obliterating orgasm she experienced. She nearly fainted, but then he jumped out of her, yanked her face to his hard cock and started face fucking her hard till his cock burst in her mouth. She drank him greedily, moaning sweetly. The well fucked wife whispered softly that it was about time she left. He said, soon baby. He carried her to his spacious bed and they smoked a joint as she lay drowsily in his arms. Then he rolled her over on her belly, put some cushions under her hips and stroked and admired her ass. She felt his hot breath on her ass then he was feasting on the small of her back. She couldn't believe it as he spread her cheeks and ate her ass and it felt beautifully. He sky bombed into her hole and tongue fucked her ass. She started rubbing her clit and squirming and moaning. Then she was cuming again in her ass as well. It was unbelievable. She shrieked with immense pain as he sat on her ass and entered her virgin hole. He gave her time to get used to him and relax and then he was ass fucking her and taking her anal cherry. He fucked her nice and deep and eventually she started enjoying it. He pulled it out and told her to lick it raw and taste her ass. She felt revulsion, but the obedient slut in her moaned as she sucked his dick. He went wild and put some of it in her throat. Then he was back in her ass, leaving her mouth and throat begging for more. She discovered that when she rubbed her clit her pussy and ass orgasmed, so she did it feverishly. He realized that she was an insatiable slut so he fucked her ass and mouth for ages. He finally came in her face again and collapsed on top of her. He held her tightly and kissed her. She found herself moaning and feasting on his powerful arm, sucking his black flesh hungrily. He told her she had been a good girl and sent her home on wobbly legs, her head all dizzy, her face smelling of black babies. He told her to be back tomorrow, in the afternoon, to pick him up at Smithson's. He said he wanted that pussy shaved and she should wear a thong or come pantie-less, nothing else would do. Haley was in a daze. Her ass and pussy were beginning to ache when she got home. She saw the lights on from afar, so she parked besides the road for a few, and hastily frigged her clit, remembering the feel of his cock in her mouth, and sore throat. She came hard. Chapter 10 Over the next two days, she dropped by to pick him up and they went about his business or to her studio. Then he would fuck her, in the car, in the forest, wherever he pleased. He never asked. He would just take her, eat her or get eaten by her, whatever he pleased. Then he would fuck the shit out of her and make her cum like a bitch. When she got home, she would fall into bed and sleep like a rock. One evening, Donald complained to her. He said she was spending too much time with the damn Nigger. They had a row. She stormed out, saying she was sleeping at a friend's but she went to Mike. She told him about her stupid husband and said he had called him a Nigger and her a Nigger whore. Mike said, "Say no more baby," and they fucked. Chapter 11 Donald was sitting in his office alone when Mike walked in. Donald was still struggling with the fact that he was now working for a black man. Mike was nice and friendly to everyone, but Donald had a feeling he didn't like white guys. There were some white females in his ten member people who had joined them, but all his male employees were black. It was something that made Donald and the other employees nervous, the white men, of course. Not only were they working for a nigger, but he looked like the type that would fuck over someone just because he was white. Well, all applications by black employees, other than as cleaning boys and lumberjacks had always been thrown in the trash can but Donald never even remembered that. "Hallo, Donald. How are you?" Mike asked casually. "Oh please remain seated." mike perched on the edge of the tall, white blond man's desk. "I am fine, how are you sir?" "Fine. Nice little town here. Listen, Donald, I want you to show my two men, Jerome and Marcus (yeah, Literotica black male names) around today. Think you can do that?" "Yes sir. My wife and I will be glad to show them around." "No. Just you. Your wife will be chaperoning me." "With all due respect sir." "Listen Donald, I am a man who does not tolerate disobedience. Is that clear?" "She is my wife!" "Listen, do you wanna seek a new job?" "You cant... Look, I don't know what you are up to, but the folk around town wont stand for your style, no way." "Then I will just fire all you guys and bring in workers from neighboring towns. Or simply take my business elsewhere. But one thing, I will put you in shit, white boy! And I will take your bitch! If I want to!" "You fucking..." Donald shot out of his chair and threw a right at Mike. Mike ducked and gave him one to the chin. The black man was so fast that Donald didn't know how he came to be sagging in his arms. Mike eased the white boy back into his arm chair and told him, "Don't make me have to hurt you son!" He turned to the door and called, "Jerome!" Jerome, a huge, dark muscular black man who looked like a thug killer ex marine ex body builder on steroids walked in. "Show him the heat son!" Jerome pulled his jacket open. Donald saw a huge, large gun. He got so scared. "Listen Donald, I have fuck you money. I can buy your life for ten gees. Just fly in a killer out of town and have you shot!" "Shall I do him boss? I can make it look like an accident!" "You heard, son? Don't make me have to hurt you!" Mike rapped Donald's skull like he was a cheeky child. "Behave yourself. Now, your wife is just showing me around. Don't fuck with me. Take the boys out and show them around Here." He reached in his pocket and took out a wad of bills. "That's 2 grand. Its up to you if its the last money you will get from me. What's it gonna be?" "Thanks sir. But I love my wife. Please don't take her." "All right.. I am a nice guy." Mike and Jerome laughed and walked out. Donald didn't know what to do. He rushed off to his dad and told him what had happened. He thought the Mayor would be on his side. Mayor Bramble called Mike on his cell and asked him in a nice voice if there was trouble with Donald. Mike said, "Oh hell, he is just jealous because I am richer than him and his wife interviewed me. Has he ever been on local TV?" "No" "Well, I was. And I have more money. There you have it. Plus I think he is a red neck. Talk to him. By the way, we should meet tomorrow and talk about our other plans, of bringing the west back." "Yes sir Mr Montgomery!" The Mayor was excited as he hung up. Him and Mike were going to set up a huge entertainment center, including erotic massage parlors, gambling and whore houses. He knew all the law makers in the state government, and they were all willing to bend a few laws, and they had already agreed to make exceptional rules that allowed those kind of activities, only in his city. They only wanted some cash. Mike was giving him half a million, for himself and another for the other boys. The Mayor sneered at Donald and said, "Grow up boy. Don't mess things up. In fact, watch it or I will tell my daughter to divorce you and run you out of town." "This is sick. I will get you in shit!" "Boy, you wanna have a little accident? Want me to call my boys?" Donald was slapped and chased out. He called his wife and she also had no patience for him. She told him to grow up. He went back to work, his head hanging. In the afternoon, he saw her come by, looking hot, in a short skirt, stockings, high heels and a sleeveless, tight shirt, with the top buttons open to reveal lots of cleavage. She went off with Mike. He could sense something intimate about them. Donald got so mad. He called some friends of his in the sheriffs department and asked them if they felt like Nigger bashing. They told him to fuck off and not start any shit. The sheriff had already warned them that Donald might spoil it for everyone, just after he had given each deputy ten grand, compliments of Mr Montgomery. The deputies warned Donald strongly. Then Jerome and Marcus, who was also another huge black guy came and picked him up for their night out in the town. They kept him squeezed between them and they seemed kind of pissed. He took them to a couple of cowboy bars and stuff. He was nervous so he drank a lot. He drove them to their hotel. They told him to come in. They suddenly got very pissed and said they didn't like snitches. They did some things to him that sent him home with a saw jaw and an aching throat and ass. He hated it at first, but somehow, by the time he left, he felt a kind of perverted satisfaction. They told him, "Don't breathe a word son. Don't make us have to hurt you!" They must have been pleased by his slavish, submissive performance, for the following day, they each came to his office, once in a while, locked the door, sat on the edge of the desk and had him on the floor, showing their big cocks some hospitality with his pink mouth. One thing Donald didn't understand was why it so pleased him to be dominated and used by these black men. But it felt so right. He remembered something he had once read, "There is a joy and real satisfaction in giving." Chapter 12 One week later: Mike decided that though he didn't hold much of the Timber wolves, he definitely liked Minnesota in summer. Hell, it was beautiful. That was exactly how he felt as the 40 year old black man leaned against the wall casually, gazing out of the living room window of his detached, spacious bungalow suite as the warm rays of the mid morning sun, diffused by the lace curtains, stroked his naked skin. The view was picturesque, like a post card. In the foreground, was a lush green lawn and flower gardens. About thirty meters away was the huge, sparkling blue, tear drop shaped hotel pool, with several scantily clad hotel guests lounging on deck chairs, sipping cocktails and sunning themselves. Then there was the deep, gently sloping valley, filled with apple trees, all heavily laden with delicious, red, juicy apples just about ripe for the picking. And in the distance, the lush, green wooded mountain range. He decided that after his meetings of the day, and lunch, he would go for a swim at the pool, and then drive out to the mountain range and hike, breathing in the fresh, clean, mountain air. Hell, maybe he would climb to the summit, sit back on a rock and smoke a nice, big fat joint, whilst he got his dick sucked. There was a soft knock on the door. "Come in," he said casually, leaning back against the wall, raising his morning joint to his lips. The door opened and Haley stood framed in the entrance, a tall, slim, pretty, hot blond in her late twenties, dressed in a sexy, pink, striped, ladies skirt suit, white shirt and high heels. She gasped as she stood in the door way, gazing at him for a few seconds, and then averting her eyes quickly. "Close the door. Ain't nothing here you haven't seen here before," he chuckled, raising the joint to his lips as his other hand casually stroked his veined, jet black cock, which, though only half hard, was already so long and fat. She closed the door softly and shifted on her feet, clasping her tiny handbag in her palms and fidgeting. She averted her eyes. She was a beauty and a bombshell, a tall, slim, pretty woman. The sun rays were bathing her long, smooth blond hair, making it shine like a hallo. She had a long, pretty face, that was lightly, neatly made up. Her brows were trimmed and arched sexily above stunning, big, glassy green-brown eyes. Her bronzed skin was smooth, without a blemish. He liked the way her thick tits pushed out, like shelves. She wore sparkling, matched jewelery; earrings, a diamond studded necklace and matching bracelet. Her ass was small, round and taut, her long legs athletic and endless. "Look at me, baby! Don't be shy now." She blushed deeply, as she forced herself to look at him. There he was, the black man from last night's nightmare, leaning casually against the wall, stark naked, with the rays of the hot summer sun falling onto his dark handsome face. He had short hair, a big nose and thick lips, which always seemed about to break into a smile. His neck was thick, his shoulders wide and he had a wide expanse of muscular, jet black chest. His abs were chiseled and well defined with a proper, chiseled six pack. She had seen white guys with nice six packs, but the black man's just seemed much more awesome, more sexier. He had lean hips, big, powerful, muscular thighs and athletic legs. Bitch! Don' Make Me Have To Hurt Ya He puffed casually on a fat joint to his mouth and slowly exhaled thick clouds of smoke through his nose, like a black fire breathing dragon. "Hi!" she rasped softly, as she averted her eyes again and fidgeted on her feet. "I fixed your mortgage, the receipt is on the table. You can walk out of here right now, and that will be the end of it. But, if you want a new lifestyle, get naked." He puffed again on his joint as she walked on weak legs to a small table and looked at a receipt that was lying on it. It was a copy, that she could tell had been scanned, mailed printed probably. "Thanks," she said softly. "I need some time to think about this. I am a married woman. And this is not easy for me. Give me time. OK?" "No. Not OK. You know what I want. You deliver or get lost." His voice was casual, his handsome face was smiling, and his eyes were leering at her. "I am so ashamed. My husband?" "Fuck him!" "What if you use me and then get tired of me just dump me?" "You be a good slut and perfect whore and I will let you have a couple of babies of mine." "What if I am not pleased with you and I want out?" "Oh, you will be pleased. I know your type, and how to keep you satisfied, sexually and otherwise?" "And what the fuck do I do all the times you are gone?" "I will give you a job in PR. You will be busy enough. And you can come and visit me. And when you have kids, you will have something to do. I wont let you leave their upraising to someone else. You like kids?" "Yes." "Yep. I saw the way you were playing with those kids on the first day. You had this glow on your face. And they loved you. That is when I began wanting you." "Aren't you married?" "No. But I have several play mates. You will love them, Asian, Black, White, but you are my first hot, sexy, slim blond. I was never really into slim, but you are good. Once you are taught to love pussy and please a woman real good, you will get along fine with the others. Just make sure you don't try anything stupid. You ready to start your probation?" "I am scared. What about my husband. And the folk in town? They don't cotton to girls that like black men around here," she said in a worried voice. "Oh, don't worry. This is a hostile take over. You will soon forget your husband. When a black man fucks a white woman good and treats her right, she forgets about white men, trust me." "You think of everything huh?" "Yep. Now, enough talking. Did you do as I said?" She nodded, and rasped, blushing, "Gosh! I feel like a whore!" "Then make sure you are a good whore," he chuckled. "Its good to always know where you stand. My first priority is to my kids. You have potential, but you got a lot to learn. Now, lose the clothes, except for the jewelery, the high heels and the thong, all right?" "You come and take them off, lover. And please close the curtains." "No one can see from outside." "Yes they can, I watched you for half an hour before I came in." "And, how did you feel?" "My panties are soaked..." she rasped huskily, and tossed her purse on the couch. "Come and get them, lover!" He walked up to her, and stood before her, very close. In her high heels, she was the same height as him. His powerful chest brushed lightly into her tits as he gazed into her eyes. She felt like she was drowning. She couldn't quite believe that she had just agreed to become a black man's paid slut. And she couldn't believe how horny and excited she felt. She knew she should be ashamed, of not even wasting one thought on her husband, who had waited up for her last, when she came home, wearing the black man's cum on her face like lotion, feeling it in her belly, as more seeped out of her well used pussy and gaping ass hole, into her soiled panties. He had even sobbed like a kid. Of course, she had had to slap him and tell him to stop crying, but he hadn't managed to stop sniffing. She tossed her hair and tossed him out of her head. As he removed her jacket and placed it on the table, she stood passively, twitching with excitement and dread, as a new life began for her. The black man kissed her cheek lightly, and slid a powerful arm around her and pulled her into his body. One hand cupped the firm, round, small white ass in her skirt, covering it completely, the fondling and exploring it lazily, as the other went stroking her sides and back with his big, powerful hands, calling her beautiful. Shivers washed up and down her spine, making her tremble. Soon, she found her hips gyrating round the hot, thick cock that pressed into her cunt, and her body grinding into his hot, hard muscles. He kissed her lips lightly. She kissed him back. Lightly, and pulled back, her thin, cherry red lips parted sensuously. She licked them and made them wet, as her dreamy eyes held his and they tried to drown each other. "I never thought I was into black men." "I never was into skinny blonds." "Then I guess we are both lucky. If you take good care of me, keep me happy and safe, and make me cum as you did last night, I will do my best to please you." "Maybe you should be the one paying me." "If I had the cash, I would," she chuckled. He undressed her casually, smoothly. Leaving her in her thong, he carried her to the couch as if she weighed nothing. He laid her out, knelt before her and they kissed slowly, sensuously, their hands exploring each other. This was very different from the rough, dominant way he had taken her last night. But she loved it too. She held up her tits and fed his hungry black mouth her pendulous, creamy orbs. She hissed as wonderful sensations washed over her body. As he devoured and licked his way down her body, spreading a wonderful, searing heat, she parted her thighs wide in anticipation, showing him how her gusset was so wet from her dripping, married white pussy, that she had had waxed clean, and then covered up in a tiny, soft, silk, lace, flaming red thong, just for him, to enjoy, use for his pleasure, which of course, was also her pleasure.. She chuckled, blushing, as he made her stretch her thong far away from her pussy with one hand, as the other held up an ankle. He was dirty talking her so naughtily, using words that usually would have caused her immense shame. But now, it was just fub, so much fun. When he feasted on her vulva, skillfully, taking his time to approach her slit and then clit, and eating her like she was such a tasty treat, she felt like she was soaring on hot, fluffy bubbly clouds. When he finger fucked her, playing her fuck hole like an instrument as he ate her clit like a hard core dyke, she had her hardest orgasm of that morning, a series that had started in her shower that morning, as she stroked herself before even coming to see him. He shocked her, when he lapped her ass, smiling naughtily, with his dark eyes fixed on hers, she fought to suppress the embarrassment she felt, for she didn't want to miss out on that. It felt so good. She grabbed his head and stroked his scalp as he tongued her hole. By the time he stood up and offered her something big, fat and black for her mouth, she had already cum several times. She grabbed his nice, big, black cock and sank to her knees before him, feeling so hungry, needing something hot and fleshy in her mouth. She came from sucking a cock for the third time in her life, the first two had been the previous night, with him. He fucked her for two hours straight, stretching her pussy and ass hole, getting them to become close friends with his cock. She was drunk from orgasms when he finally jumped out of bed and went off to shower. Chapter 13 She dozed off, and sneaked off an hour later, with several grand. She took a plane to a big city and went shoping. She got her entire body waxed, got her hair and nails done and went shopping for lingerie. He had told her his favorites, transparent, lace, tiny, tight thongs, boy shorts, split crotch, whatever, just no full, boring, old fashioned panties. He said he wasn't into diapers. He also mentioned bustier, fishnet cat suits, and whole lot of other lingerie she had never worn. She took her time trying the things on, blushing as she got horny from her reflections. The shop assistants that helped her, both male and female, looked like they wanted to fuck her on the spot. She was pleased. She then went and got a full body, stone and aroma massage. Afterwards, she met a friend of hers for a drink, before her flight. Her friend asked her why she was so happy. The fact that she couldn't really tell her about it at all suddenly reminded her of the step she had taken. She felt some guilt, but if worst came to worst, she would rather leave town with the black man, than turn her back on him. It wasn't just the money and the materialistic gains, though they of course, sweetened up the whole thing. But the beautiful sex with that dark, hot, sexy, alluring body was just so irresistible. As she flew back home, she thought about him. She couldn't really say if, was really a hot fantasy or dark nightmare cum true. All she knew was that last night had been a bomb sexual experience for her. Rapture was the way to describe it. the beauty of his impressive, strong, potent, manly dark cock, and the thrill of fucking a Nigger secretly, a mortal sin in her town, the thrill of cheating on her husband with an insatiable, nasty black man, satisfying all of his and her carnal, wanton, dirty sex fantasies, doing things that would made the average, good, clean and wholesome town folk get a heart attack... All that, plus the fact that Mike, though he was nothing but a Nigger, was richer and more powerful than most if not all of the local men, making her a rich Nigger's fuck toy... All these things and more, were combining to give her a rush, that made her skin all prickly, her pussy all wet and itchy, her head dizzy, and her mouth all watery, and hungry. She felt like she was just seconds from cumming, and she hadn't even playing with her well used, married white pussy at all. Chapter 14 Over the next days, Haley met and fucked him in his suite constantly. They would fuck for hours, learning just what the other liked. Though he definitely had the pants on,, unlike her husband, he didn't just use her. He liked to make sure she was happy, and enjoying herself as they fucked. That way, she would give herself to him completely. He taught her the pleasure of serving him, pleasing him, pleasing her Nigga! She always parked elsewhere and approached his bungalow from the blind side, making sure nobody saw her. Her boring, wimp husband worked a long day and was exhausted when he came home. They were careful to make sure she did not return home at suspiciously late hours. After a week, he was happy with the service his slut was providing. Chapter 15 "oh yes! You are so good Haley. Get that dick honey! Get that black cock!" Mike rasped, as her hot, wet, soft mouth wrapped tightly, like a pussy, around the tip of his thick, turgid cock. "Ahhhh!" he rasped, in a deep, dark, lust filled voice, as his eyes shifted from the outside view, to a wall mirror. He admired the reflection of himself and his lover. There he was, a dark, lean, black athlete, towering over his kneeling, sexy, hot, blond, little playmate. Haley, the twenty five year old wife, was on her knees, sitting back on her heels, as she had her fun with his dick. She was naked, except for her sparkling earrings, matching diamond studded necklace and wristband, high heels and a tiny, flaming red, rhinestone thong that was splitting her tight, cute, firm round ass cheeks. The long, pink nipples of her nice, thick, pendulous breasts, were stiff and engorged with blood. A delicate silver chain sparkled around her waist. Yeah, he had bought her the jewels, but not the gold ring. That was from her stupid ass husband. "You are so beautiful," Mike rasped, running his digits through her silky, soft blond hair, causing her to purr as he finally settled them around the back of her head and pulled her closer to his cock. "You are so beautiful and so sexy too, honey," Haley rasped, and bore down on him, taking him all the way to the back of her mouth, then she too turned and gazed at their reflection. Their eyes met and flares of lust surged between them. The blond wife couldn't believe it, how it so thrilled and aroused her, to be in this submissive position before the black man, a sexy, hot, horny little Nigger's fuck toy. She was used to men worshiping her because she was a hot, slim, tall, sexy blond. But Mike had never worshiped her. Fuck that! He wasn't that type. No, he had taken her, and made her a real, satisfied woman, plus his happy, willing fuck slut, talk about multi-tasking. Baby girl felt so good she had to smile around his turgid, swollen tasty cock that was lodged in her stretched over filled mouth as she rolled her head round and round and slurped deep in her throat. Smiling down at her, as he ran his digits through her smooth, blond hair, he puffed casually on a fat joint to his mouth and slowly exhaled thick clouds of smoke through his nose, like a black fire breathing dragon. Baby girl fell in love all over again. She had once told him, "But I have a husband." But he had told her thr truth when he said, "Fuck dat cracker!" Definitely, that fool was fucked, fucked out of her mind, her pussy, her life and her future. Haley chuckled, and kissed his cock head fondly. Mike lowered the joint to her cherry red, pouting lips and she inhaled deeply. She held it in her chest, vacuumed the tip of his cock into her hot mouth and exhaled thick clouds through her nose, even as she chewed on his dick softly and twirled her tongue around it. Her dainty, manicured, tanned hand pinched and twisted his nipple, making him hiss. A golden wedding ring glinted around a long digit, and the fact that he hadn't put it there, only made the situation kinkier. The manicured digits released his nipple and affectionately stroked his dark, powerful chest muscles, as the married white woman's other hand lovingly traced and stroked his ridged abs and silky, dark shaved mons, raking him lightly with the long, painted fingernails as she fed softly on his cock. "Damn, bitch! You one nasty, little white wife huh!" "Mmmm!" she moaned around his cock and then pulled her soft, thin lips off his engorged cock head with a wet, soft pop, leaving it rearing and gleaming darkly from her spit. "I am a good girl, but you make me get all nasty and wild!" Haley rasped, talking to the long, thick, hard black cock that was connected to her lower lip by a shiny silvery string of spit and mucus. She shivered gazing at the beautiful, black man meat that was all wet from having been buried all the way down her throat. She slurped the string wetly into her mouth, wrapped her palm around the black dick lovingly, possessively. It was so thick she hardly got her hand around it. She gave it a nice, hard squeeze, loving the way it throbbed. Smiling naughtily, she leaned back, softened her grip and stroked and twisted her hand up and down the jet black, veined shaft as she gazed at it, mesmerized. "See something you like, white girl?" "Uh huh! A nice, strong, big, beautiful black cock!" she rasped softly, smiling sweetly, coyly. She loved to tease her man as she gave him the slut he wanted, the slut she loved to be, for him. Yeah, Big Mike had come to town and changed all that. Big Mike was not her pet name for her lover. Yeah, he was athletic and muscular, but in her high heels, they were the same size. Big Mike was her pet name for his cock. His big, fat, long, hard, veined black cock. Mike's cuming to town had definitely affected the lives of most people around town positively. But his impact on her was so great. She wasn't eve sure if it was all that positive, as far as the rest of the town folk were concerned. And frankly speaking she didn't care, for what they and her husband didn't know, didn't hurt. But she strongly suspected that since Mike and Big Mike had come into her life, and cum in her mouth, pussy and ass hole, things would never be the same again. She didn't know what the distant future held, but she was sure what would soon be happening. Sucking, licking, fucking! Her pussy got even wetter and so tingly as she thought of laying back and getting her pussy devoured greedily by her skilled, shameless black lover. However, that would come later, for it was ladies first. She insisted on quenching her carnal hunger for black meat, and her deep thirst for black baby juice first, before she would serve any copious juices for her married honey pot. And she didn't hear any protests from her lover. "Damn!" she rasped, and shook her head to clear it. "Was sup baby girl?" Her eyes left his cock for a second, to look up at him and drown him in her big, glassy, flaring blue wells. "Your big fucking black cock is awesome, hon. It just looks, feels, smells and tastes beautiful!" She peeled back the foreskin back, to expose a shiny, fat, heart shaped cock head. Thick, creamy precum was oozing out of the big third eye. "Mmmm! Is that my appetizer hon," her sweet voice rasped, full of lust. "Yeah. Feed your hungry mouth baby!" "Thanks," she whispered, gazing at Mike's big, black cock with lust and affection as she licked her pretty, glossy, cherry red lips. She grabbed it at the base, and squeezed blood into the shaft, making the thick head swell so much, like she wanted to make it burst. Then her pretty face descended to him, and her long wet, pink tongue licked the incision of his cock, lapping up strings of his precum, taking them on the tip of her tongue. She sucked her tongue into her mouth, twirled it around, moaning softly and trembling. "You happy baby?" Mike's deep, dark voice rasped as he stroked her hair. "Yes honey! I feel good. Thanks for giving me this nice, strong beautiful black cock. I could play with it all day," she rasped, smiling sweetly at it, as she wrapped the thumb and index of her other hand around his big, dangling balls sack and stroked and pulled on it, to the rhythm of her hand that was jerking him. She sighed. There was something so incensing, so maddening, so erotic, about seeing her dainty, manicured, pale hands playing with the black man's dark genitals. "Shit bitch! I thought you liked me. But all you want is my black dick! I feel used!" "Come on honey. You know I like you." She kissed his cock head affectionately. "And if anyone here is getting used, its me. Last night, my throat, my pussy and ass were so sore, from you stuffing this huge black cock in me. I fucking had to lie to my husband that I had a cold!" "That was nice of you. Imagine if you had told him the truth. He would have freaked out, and shot that white ass!" the black man laughed. "He will shoot his momma first, I tell you!" she snorted proudly, lapsing in a thick local accent. They chuckled. "Forget him! Just please me hon," she purred sweetly, shivering as the words rolled over her lips. Then she lapped his bulbous, dark tip like a tasty lolly, and twirled her agile tongue around his dick head, causing him to gasp as his hips twitched and jerked as she sent sharp currents rippling through his crotch. "Oh fuck! Motherfucker!" Mike groaned in a deep, dark, black voice, "Yeah, that's it Haley. How's it taste?" "Mmmm! Delicious! I want you Mike! I want you so baby!" she rasped. "Please can I serve my Nigga!" she gasped as the word rolled over her lips. She glanced up at him. He chuckled. "Yes white bitch! Serve your Nigga!" "Can I suck your big Nigga cock and make it real happy!" "Yeah white bitch! Go ahead!" "Mmmm!" She smeared her cherry red lips to his dick and bore down on him, till they opened around him. She vacuumed him into her mouth with a loud slurp, and her pretty mouth was stretched almost to deformity by the huge cock. Undaunted, the white woman started sucking the black cock. Bitch! Don' Make Me Have To Hurt Ya She looked up at the black man that was towering over her, her big, blue eyes all affectionate and dreamy. Smiling, she brought the tip of his cock to her lips and slowly, deliberately lapped the bottom of the fat bulbous head, making him shiver as she gazed at this black man who had taken her, and made her his dirty talking, white wife slut. She shivered as he reached and took her forehead in his big, dark, powerful hand. She purred as he took a firm grip pulled her all the way down, till he was lodged in the back of her stretched mouth! "Yes baby! Wrap that sweet lil hot white mouth of yours around my black dick like a pussy! Shit!!!! That's a good slut!" She almost felt frustrated, seeing how much of the shiny, veined shaft still remained outside her mouth. But she didn't wanna rush things, she would deep throat him in a while, but for now, she wanted to have fun. Wrapping both hands around the thick base of his cock, Haley raised her ass off her heels and pushed it out, spreading her knees wide, so he could gaze as those fine, round little ass cheeks in the mirror, and of course, the deep, dark patch in her gusset, just to let him see how wet she was; wet and hungry for his throbbing black cock. Mike was an ass man. And the sight of her ass, in that hot red thong, whose back and hip straps were nothing but shoe lace like straps really got him hard. But the fat, wet shaved pussy, all bunched up in the tiny gusset of her thong was the hottest sight of all. He groaned and started pumping her up and down his hard, dark shaft, rocking his hips back and forth to meet her mouth, and stuff it full of succulent meat. She moaned as she sucked and slurped away wetly, sucking hard when her wet, drooling mouth rode upwards, and slurping softly when she rode down. "O-o-o-o-o-o! Ugh! Ugh! Slurp. O-o-o. Slurp! Ugh! Ugh!" She gurgled and slurped away loudly, wanking the big, black cock and feeding more and more of it in her mouth. Her pretty cherry lips rode up and down the thick, black cock, whilst her tongue danced on the underside. She gave him a beautiful, greedy, wet, slobbering blow job, drooling so much his shaft, her chin and her big, proud tits got so wet. Bringing the joint to his lips and puffing leisurely, Mike stroked her long blond hair lovingly, gazing at his fat black organ sliding into her mouth. He took it all casually, he was a man used to having the finest of everything, including fine women. Hot, gold digging, nasty, dirty sluts came a dime a dozen. He used them like cigarettes, smoked them and tossed them in the trash can. That was what he had planned for Haley, fuck the gold digger a couple of times, then kick her ass out. But the white wife was so talented, such a fast learner and a good bitch. Hell, he would be spending a bit of time in town now and again, so why not keep her as his regular cum slut when he was in town. If her husband behaved himself, he might eve let him look after his bitch, but if he tried to be funny, he would just run that motherfucker out of town. Hell, Mike was the wrong Nigger to fuck with, unless you were a hot, sexy, pretty blond cum slut like Haley, for instance. "Ah!!! Shit Haley. I am beginning to like you, you know!" "Thanks hon!" she moaned and slapped her face with his cock, to show him how much he meant to her. Then she rubbed the fat tip all over her cheeks and lips, shivering and rasping. Her eyes got feverish now, and she hurriedly vacuumed him in. "Yeah, white bitch, choke on that big, fucking black cock. That's it," he groaned deeply as she bobbed smoothly. "Ah!!!!! Go on bitch, play with your cunt." Haley hastily pulled her soaked gusset off her steaming, dripping cunt and slid her fingers between her wet lips. Her tips disappeared, sucked in by her hungry cunt. She wet them, pressed them together and rubbed her clit in little circles, shuddering and moaning around his cock. She bore down on him and bobbed, slowly but surely working his thick, spongy dick into her slippery, tight throat. She aligned her throat with her mouth and bobbed with urgency, till she had him lodged all the way in her. Mike gasped. This woman had learned to deep throat a big, black cock like an expert in 3 days. She was a natural talent. As she fucked him with her constricting throat, he took her hand and slid it between his cheeks. Her long, dainty, white fingers started stroking and probing his dark crack, rimming his chocolate starfish. Mike started grunting like an animal, "Ah!!!! You're such a nasty, hot bitch, ain't you?" "Uh huh!" she moaned, with his cock deep down her throat, her pretty eyes smiling affectionately up at him. "Play with my black ass, white bitch!!!" The white woman sucked him for all she was worth, mewing, and moaning with intense pleasure, gobbling and slobbering away as she stroked and teased his crack. Then she started rimming his hole, coaxing it, getting it itchy. "Ugh!! Ugh!!! Ugh!!!" She gurgled, fucking him with her throat as slid her wet middle finger up his asshole, and started pumping it in and out, stroking his prostrate. Mike groaned deep in his chest. He grabbed her by her long blond hair and started pumping her mouth onto his cock smoothly, producing loud, squelchy sounds. The white woman opened her mouth wide and let him use for his selfish pleasure. Mike gasped and groaned, taking his sweet time to deliberately fuck the taste out of her pretty, married white face without giving a shit about her nerdy hubby who was slaving at work to provide for his slut wife. The fool should have known better, you cant turn a whore into a housewife, white motherfucker. "Oh shit bitch! You so hot!" he groaned, feeling the temperature rise in his balls. He did not want to cum just yet, so he turned around and offered her his ass. He heard her moan with joy and felt her hot breath in his crack. Her soft, delicate hands stroked his taut cheeks lovingly. As he brought the joint to his lips, her manicured fingers sank into his dark flesh and she pulled his buns apart exposing his dark crack and the chocolate puckered hole. Her long pink tongue swiped his black crack, running from the small of his back, down to his dangling balls and all the way back up. It was so good it felt like wiping his ass with silk. She lapped up and down several times, the pressure of her tongue getting firmer and firmer. Then she pulled back from the crack and groaned with a voice full of lust, "Mmmmm! I love you black ass. You are so tasty..." She licked her middle finger, stroked his hole lovingly, making his hips shudder, the she slowly bore her digit into him. She rolled it around gently, sank it in all the way, and then pulled it out, stroking his prostrate "Look at this white bitch tasting your ass," she rasped, and he gazed down at her, shivering as she lapped and sucked her digit clean. She did it again, and again. "I really love your taste honey." "Then eat it, you white slut! Eat my black ass hole." She wedged her pretty face between his dark, taut, firm cheeks and concentrated on the hole, smearing it with affectionate, wet kisses. Then she was lapping it, rimming it, blowing on it, slurping and sucking away. "That's it you white slut! Eat my black ass! Get into my hole bitch!" Haley made her tongue long and pointed and coaxed her way into his hole. Then, pulling his cheeks wider apart as she slid more and more of her tongue into his hole. Then she was bobbing and slurping away loudly, sending her tongue squishing in and out of his hole. He moaned and rolled his ass, leaning back to literary sit on the kneeling woman's pretty face. Haley went all feverish and started bomb diving into his hole, plunging her tongue in and slurping away greedily. She had never ever even smelt a man's ass before or thought people did that. Yet now, the slut, white wife could not get enough of it. She kept at it, tonguing his chocolate hole greedily. Mike loved it so, he groaned and ground into her pretty face like he was trying to imprint his his black ass on it. Finally, he turned around and grabbed her head in both hands. Then he jammed his cock into her drooling mouth. He kept fucking her drooling mouth banging his dick in her until finally his balls were boiling. Mike mutated into a beast. Sinking to a half squat before her and digging his fingers into her scalp, his hips whipped back and forth, humping his cock into her mouth. Haley was getting all frenzied, diving at Mike's cock, slamming it to the back of her throat, before she pulled away only to throw her mouth at it again. Her lips smack loudly and drooled over the black meat as she frigged herself in a blur, her other hand buried between Mike's ass cheeks. "Hah!!! Ugh!! Ugh!!! Ugh!!!! Hah!!!" she gasped and gurgled... "Ah, that's it you white bitch! Suck that black cock! Shit! Oh SHITTT!" He howled out as he jammed his cock deep down her throat and his hips jerked violently as the huge cock shot torrents of cum down her throat. Haley swallowed hard as she could but thick creamy cum poured out of her mouth. Her chin and chest were a mess. But Mike was not yet finished. He pulled his cock out and wanked it, shooting more cum into her pretty, white wife face, marking her as his slut! Then he made her rub it in like lotion, so she could wear it home to her husband. But he had several plans for her fine body until she departed. Chapter 16 When Mike left town, he took her with him. They flew to LA and she lived in his Villa up in Malibu. It was like a crazy, horny, sleazy, hot dream for her. She fucked Mike all the time, and she was introduced to girl on girl play and loved it. She met several of Mike#s playmates. He had women with whom he had kids in several places, all over the country. She was number seven. He told her seven was the magical number, she would be the last. Haley met three of them and they taught her how to eat pussy. They were all hot, top notch, of different races, but one thing was the same, they had ass and tits and hot, curvy bodies. She almost felt like a tom boy. But they loved eating her just like she loved tasting their asses and pussies and sucking on their curves. Mike fucked them all, or they fucked and sucked each other. Haley loved it. She asked the other women and they told her Mike took good care of them, but wasn't into letting them fuck other men. Haley was sure now of what she wanted. She threw her pills away and told Mike her womb was ready. He fucked her and the other girls ate her tits and clit helped her cum hard as she got made black pregnant. When they returned to town, she found out that Donald had not slept home for several days. She turned the TV and found a DVD he had left in the player. It was from a series called the black seducer. She started it and was shocked to realize it was gay porn, with a black man that went around seducing and fucking straight white men. She found it slightly erotic but very hilarious. She told Mike. He told her he had been meaning to tell her that she was married to a cock sucker, her husband was busy sucking off any black employee of his that let him. She was in shock. He said he would show her. Mike turned up at her place accompanied by Donald. Her husband was looking kind of timid and embarrassed. She wondered what Mike had said to him, not that she cared much. She realized that Mike had been right, once she got into black men, white men were dead for her. Mike said his man Donald was there to assist them like Scottie Pippin. She didn't understand what he meant, it sounded like black slang to her. A ghetto thing or something. Mike took her in his arms and tongue kissed her on the couch. She looked curiously at her husband and saw he was making drinks and rolling them joints. Mike pulled her to sit on his lap, facing the front. She was wearing no panties and she gasped as he slid his cock into her dripping pussy, with her husband just meters away. Donald didn't say jack shit. Haley thought, "What the fuck!" and started riding that wonderful, big, fat black cock. Donald brought them their drinks and joints and they sipped and puffed away as she rocked back and forth, round and round, with a pussy full of black dick. Donald was told to kneel before them. Then Mike told her to raise her skirt and part her thighs and let her husband see. She felt so naughty as she did so. Her husband gazed at her pink shaved pussy, stretched out by a big, black cock. She started riding up and down, letting him see that dark pole fucking her pussy so good. Mike told Donald to lap her clit like a good husband and the white man blushed but did it, moaning, unable to hide his arousal. Haley got so into it she was grabbing his hair and yanking him to her engorged bud and bouncing around on a fat piece of black meat until she came like a bitch in heat. Then she raised her hips, kept only the fat, dark tip in her pussy and told her husband to lick her lover's cock and taste her pussy. She couldn't believe it when she heard him moaning. It was then she realized that Mike hadn't lied. She didn't know that Jerome and Marcus had turned him out and made him a genuine black cock cum slut. When she needed more cock in her hole, Donald went down and sucked Mike's balls as his wife got black fucked. Haley came like a bitch. Then she mounted Mike facing him and told her husband to pleasure her ass hole and get it wet. Donald moaned and got his face up in her tight, little pink hole. He sucked the shit and Mike's cum out of her. Haley came so hard and then she said she was thirsty. She stripped naked and she and Mike sipped the fresh fruit juice Donald had been ordered to make. She told Mike to stock up his vitamins, so he could fuck her white ass out of shape. Mike smiled. Damn! The bitch was a slut for sure. But such a damn good one. A keeper's slut, to be kept as a kept slut. He settled back in a couch, smoking a joint casually, sometimes holding it to Haley's lips as she sat between his parted legs, on the lush carpet, resting her head on his thigh, telling him that her body was beginning to feel funny due to the pregnancy, but she was so happy to be carrying his seed. She was hoping it would be twins. "Shit! Mike, I really love you honey!" "I love my bitch too, bitch. But quit being sentimental and start sucking that dick!" "I will in a second Mike. But I would like to ask you a favor." "What then?" "can you tell my husband to eat my ass real good and oil it for your big black cock?" Mike didn't say a word. He picked up a novel and threw it at Donald's head. Donald ran and got the oil and he was soon working away at his wife's ass. Haley was on all fours, sucking off Mike as she wagged her ass in her husband's face. He lubed and oiled her ass hole real good. Haley started stroking his hardening cock, "You wanna stick that black cock up my tiny, married white asshole!" she teased, making his dick grow larger... "Yeah! Shit. Suck that Nigga cock you white slut! Get it all hard for your asshole" She dipped her face and greedily engulfed his dick in her mouth. Haley crawled onto the couch on all fours, rested her face on the back and wagged her ass to Mike. Mike reached for the bottle of lube. "No honey. Make him suck it and get it all wet. Fuck my husband's face!" Mike grabbed Donald by the hair and slapped his face with his hard cock. He stood over him and fucked his face just to give him a taste. The he fucked her on the couch, hitting that ass hole from the back. Donald was called in to lick it and taste his wife's tasty ass. Then he was shoved face first into Haley's pink, gaping ass and ate it ravenously. He was really getting off on humiliation. Haley crawled to her marital bed. Donald had to follow on his knees, but Mike strolled casually after her. Soon, she was lying on Mike's huge hotel bed, on her belly, with a pile of pillows under her hips to elevate that white ass. Mike squatted over her parted thighs, his huge black cock nestling between her ass cheeks, the size of his huge organ exaggerated optically by her tiny white ass. The black brought his thick cock head to her and started rubbing it against her posterior opening. Mike pushed his dick head firmly against her pink ass hole, and it slowly opened up around him. His thick head pushed past her sphincter with a soft pop and his thick, black cock sank into her slowly into her asshole, stretching the tiny opening to mighty proportions. Donald almost felt sorry for his skinny white wife, seeing her tiny asshole stretched thus. But the sight got him mad horny. Mike buried the mighty black cock deep in her shit hole. "Oh!!! Shit!" she cried. "This is like shitting a football." "Fuck bitch! This is the best thing ever happened to your lumberjack asshole!" Mike sank his black talons into her narrow waist and pulled her to her knees. Then he started fucking her asshole in smooth, slow, gentle strokes, pumping with his turgid, huge black cock in and out of her hole. Soon, she was all loose and her ass started lubing. He teased her then, pulling his cock out, leaving her hole gaping and clenching, and then he would dip the fat tip in and pull it out, again and again. Her ass hole was really getting used to taking his cock and enjoying it, for he had been ass fucking her since day one. She moaned and begged him to quit plying and fuck her real good, like she deserved. "Shit! I'm gonna rip that white asshole bitch!" he groaned, as he banged it back in. He grabbed a firm hold of that slim waist and humped her ass harder, faster and deeper, pumping big, black cock deep into the white wife's anus. Haley cooed and moaned, feeling immense pleasure in her rectum, relishing feeling his hard meat slide past her sphincter, knowing this black man was taking her married white ass and fucking it for his pleasure. His hands gripped her hips, sinking in as he hit her ass hard, putting dents in it. Mike was like a wild beast, grunting and cursing as her power drove his hips into her, slamming his cock into her ass, in loud resounding slaps. Haley was bucking and rearing, going wild with pleasure. The slut wife loved a black dick up the ass. "Yesssssss! Fuck my ass with that black cock. Fuck me!" she bawled hysterically. "Oh yes! I'm a fuck that white ass. Take that black cock you horny white slut!" She pushed herself up on all fours and threw her ass back at him on every stroke. Mike pulled his long dick out of her ass and pulled her by the hair to it. She moaned, gazing at the slick, smeared cock, covered with the juices from her well lubed rectum. She grabbed it lovingly and lapped it eagerly, moaning as she tasted her white ass off the black cock. Mike stroked her head lovingly, and called her a star as she dazzled him with her cock sucking skills and hand job techniques. He fucked her face and let her suck his cock clean. Then he picked her up, to dump her on her back. He grabbed her legs and hooked her feet over his shoulders, and then he slid his dick into her asshole, slamming it back in. He was like a muscular, dark powerful black beast, running riot between her legs, the way he banged his cock in. He thrust deeper and deeper into her asshole, his huge cock stretching and ripping her wide apart. Haley stared between their bodies, seeing the huge black pole impossibly disappearing into her, pounding her tiny asshole. "A-a-a-a-!!!" the white blond screamed, cumming hard from deep black cock in her ass. She threw her head back, eyes rolling as she fell into a state of delirium, enjoying an endless ass orgasm. Mike slammed his body into her, pounding her into the mattress and fucking her to an oblivion. "Oh fuck bitch! I'm gonna shoot it up in that ass!!!" Mike screamed as his cock swelled impossibly. He shoved it deep into her hole and emptied his balls in her. Bitch! Don' Make Me Have To Hurt Ya When he finally pulled out, thick amounts of cum seeped out of her gaping, inflamed asshole. She looked like a bus had just run through it, when in actual fact it was just a big, black cock. Conclusion: The Mayor was shocked when his daughter gave birth to two brown kids. He said, WTF. But she told him Donald had gone gay on her and Mike had comforted her. She showed him a video tape of his son wallowing in filth, begging black guys, saying please, just one lick. The Mayor was disgusted. He said the cock sucker was done, finished, through. Then he shrugged. Hell, him and Mike were such buddies now. Mike was a better son anyway than Donald. He kept the old boy's pockets laced with cash and let him fly all over the world, fucking whores. Then he took his grand children, one for him and one for his wife and they gave their blessings. The old Mayor was now involved in so much sleazy businesses he was worse than Larry Flint. He divorced his wife, Marge, but she was cool with it, coz Mike sent her a couple of young, handsome, big dick black studs to fuck her and make her feel wanted and beautiful. Anyway, once it was in the open that the Mayor's daughter loved a black man and was bearing his children, many women in town also came out of the closet. Bars came up where they could just go and suck black cock or pussy. White men were chased away by huge thug security though. Those that wanted to date could do so, though half the white women actually actually preferred to fuck black guys and then go home to their husbands, spread their thighs and feed them a tasty meal. However, some women stopped doing this because they realized that nine times out of ten, most white guys, once they saw black cock and tasted black cum, hell, they wanted to go straight to the source. In fact a kind of civil war was said to be brewing, between white men and women, and the cause was their greed for superior black cock. It somehow felt so good in the mouth. If any of the locals talked shit, somebody, either the Mayor's white boys or Mike's strong black men just told them, "Bitch! Don't make me have to hurt ya!" Nine times out of ten, they ended up sucking black dick anyway. Word. Once again, the next chapter in this series has nothing to do with this story, except that sooner or later, you will read the sentence, "Bitch! Don't make me have to hurt ya!" SO keep that in mind and don't fucking get cheeky, coz I will tell you, "Bitch! Don't make me have to hurt ya!" Pimping for 2007. Merry Xmass, motherfucker! And I am out!