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The Second Foundation Pt. 01

By: The Avenger



Warning: Parts of this series may contain violence, coercion, extortion, blackmail, non consensual sex, same sex copulation, derogatory terms, interracial sex, political statements, cheating and a lot of other stuff good boys and girls should not read (on porn websites). If any of the above are not your cup of tea, please don't waste your time reading this.

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Chapter 1

Dez left his war torn country by rail to Zambia, traveled through Zaire, East Africa, parts of West Africa until he reached Libya, 2 months later. He had exciting adventures that would take too long to write down. Suffice to say, he found Africa beautiful and interesting. And the women... It seemed like every country was teeming with them. But the visas were so expensive and they burned into his pocket.

In Morocco, Dez spent a lot of money on people who supposedly knew people, who knew people, who knew someone. He spent the last of his money buying a place on a crowded, dinghy, rickety, wooden boat.

They set off for Europe, many young African men, with greater expectations than Charles Dickens, for they knew that the streets of Europe were paved with gold. The sun beat down mercilessly on them. Soon, they were starved, dying of thirst and half conscious. A couple of guys died and were tossed over board. They never made it on CNN for they fortunately made it to the Italian coast on a dark night. 

Dez had made friends with a couple of Nigerians on the boat, that were well informed and had connections in Italy. He joined them. 

They were now in Europe, Paradise on Earth, with no money in their pockets and they didn't speak the language. However, one of the Nigerians had a phone number. They followed a high way for thirty kilometers, hiding behind trees and bushes when traffic approached. They made their way into a small town begged for money from any black person that walked by until they were finally given coins. They called the number from a phone, and were told to go and hide near a crossing on the outskirts of town. A sedan dropped by and all three were hastily stuffed into the trunk. They were taken to a house where they were fed and given new clothes. 

The following day, they were loaded into a truck, basically stuffed in a secret compartment under cartons of fruit with hardly any place to move and driven for 8 long hours to Rome. They were let out of the car and found themselves in the in the courtyard of a huge factory building. They were rushed inside under the cover of darkness.

Dez and his mates joined many other illegal aliens, mainly West Africans, inside a huge furniture factory.

They were greeted by the man who managed the factory, one Aidee, a Nigerian. He was a big fat man in his early forties. Aidee said he would give them accommodation, and food. But he would confiscate their wages for the first three months, for he was a taking a very high risk, employing, sheltering and feeding them. If they didn't feel like that was a good deal, he would hand them to the authorities, he didn't give a fuck. Aidee told them that if they worked good and hard for 2 years, the boss would help them go legal. They would earn more money as well. "One hand washes the other," he told them.

Dez and the other guys slept in rooms at the back of the factory, seven man to a tiny room, on thin mattresses, in thin sleeping bags. They had a small room with a TV and kitchen to cook. They were not allowed to leave the premises for the first six months. Aidee had several big henchman who made sure nobody tried to sneak out. A couple of Africans dropped by once in a while, to sell the guys some counterfeits of clothes and sneakers, usually hip hop gear.

Dez and his mates worked double shifts. It was hard, grueling labor. They hacked, sawed, hammered and glued African timber and made household furniture for Italians. They got covered with saw dust from head to toe. Some coughed, some had accidents, all worked hard and all complained. But in their spare time, they chatted, listened to music, danced and laughed, for the African soul just had to be happy in any circumstances. They watched Italian TV and football, their only access to the Paradise they had all come to look for. 

When they complained, Aidee told them they should appreciate the great opportunity he was giving them. But for Dez, this was second slavery. For he found that the Africans on the outside were doing all the jobs that Italians considered to be below them, like cleaning, caring for old people, wiping their asses, collecting garbage, cleaning toilets.

The difference was that in the old days, the Europeans came to Africa to catch slaves, but nowadays, the Africans came on their own to become slaves. Therefore it made sense for The Man to keep Africa broke, supporting dictators and selling them guns and weapons to kill each other and destroy their lands. Coz someone had to do the dirty jobs. 

Now, the Italian Labor Police was checking for illegal immigrants. When they came for inspections, an alarm would be sounded and all the illegal workers would hide. Aidee would pay them bribes and they would tick off the factory as having high safety standards and no slave labor.

Dez exercised and watched a lot of Italian TV and slowly the language started to make sense to him. He asked the henchmen to bring him books for learning Italian and they did. Some of them spoke it fluently and he started speaking it with them. Sometimes he saw articles on the news about his country. The war had stopped but the sanctions from the US and England were still in place and life was hard.

After three months, they were each paid a monthly wage of €500. 100 was deducted for food and shelter and if anybody wanted to send money home, Aidee did it for them. He however sent a maximum of 100 and kept the other 300 to make sure they didn't run away like Kunta Kinte. He said they would get it all after two years. They asked for a guarantee, and he was like, "Trust me or fuck you!"

After they had been there for six months, they were allowed them to go out for short spells. They were given only a little of their money, so they would not be tempted to run away. The guys usually went out to party or buy some Hip Hop gear, cheap counterfeit suits or fuck prostitutes. Of course, they were keen to fuck a white ho, and some washed out Italian prostitutes were in business big time. Dez didn't do that. He would just walk around Rome, seeing the great city he had read about. But he didn't run into Othello. He saw so many Africans selling stuff on the street or cleaning and picking up garbage, but he hardly saw any that were living good or working nice jobs.

Dez called the number of Trish's German dad's home and it was disconnected. He called home and told them he was safe. He was informed that Trish's whole family had been blown up in a rocket blast. Two of his own brothers were dead too. Dez was numb, but he had lost so many friends and family in the war that he didn't cry over the dead but felt happy over those still living. Peace was finally coming back to the land for the honkies had realized that there was not so much oil in the ground as they had expected.

He asked his mom to see if she could find him Trish's current number or address for him. He wrote her letters to the address she had given him but got no reply. 

The morale in the factory was of course very low. The guys were disillusioned and bitter; this was not what they had come all the way across the ocean for, to find themselves in modern slavery. They moaned and complained about the work, to Aidee and the henchmen. 

Dez had no intention of enduring the slave labor for 2 years, so he was on the look out for ways to come out. He knew there was only one way out, and that was through Aidee. He had to befriend the guy. The other guys kept complaining to Aidee, hustling him for more money and calling him a slave driver. Dez knew that calling a sick man sick would only get him annoyed. Therefore, he worked very hard and never started shit with Aidee and the thugs. In fact, he befriended them and they would chat to him. 

They said they had all gone the same way. After two years, the boss, one Marco something, had helped them find Italian women to marry, who did it for a fee. Now they were legal, and had since received their papers and were earning better money, making sure the other guys worked hard. They all didn't like Italy, but Africa was broke so they were there to get that cash money, y'all.

Now, Aidee noticed Dez, because he always greeted him politely and never complained. And he would come with a broom and sweep his office without being told. The fat man chatted with him in a very friendly manner. He asked him where he was from blah blah blah. Dez played loyal and very grateful. He also acted like he was kind of dumb. 

One day, Aidee said to him, 

"Desmond, how do you like it here my man? You know the Italians would deport your asses in a second. But I am giving you all a chance."

"Yes chief, I am very grateful. I don't know how to thank you. If it wasn't for your kindness, I would be back in Africa, broke and fucked up."

Aidee smiled. "You are a good boy, not like these ungrateful dogs. Listen, I want you to keep your ears and eyes open for me, if anyone tries to spread funny ideas, let me know. My friends are very grateful when I hand them an illegal alien or two once in a while. Makes them look good and shit..."

Dez never snitched but he continued befriending Aidee. After a while, Aidee called him in and asked him,

"Listen, I asked you to be my ears and eyes. But you have handed me nothing. Speak up. Who is talking shit? Who is complaining?"

"Nobody!"

"Come on Desmond. Talk to me. I will make you foreman, and I will give you some cash. You don't care about those bastards. They would snitch on you in a second. Give me some names." 

"I am afraid I cant. How could you trust me if I betrayed my mates?"

Aidee nodded. "I like loyal people. Its hard to find someone to trust these days. And you are hard working. I like that in a man. Keep it up."

From then on, Aidee always called Dez to his office once in a while and chatted with him, just kicking it. 

Now, sometimes a short, busty, elegant, finely dressed Italian woman with ass and hips would drop by to see Aidee. She was in her late thirties or so, and wore tonnes of make up and a rich perfume. Aidee told him she was Laetitia, the Boss' wife. She dropped by quite often, and Dez would see her ogling the black men working on the machines, and cutting planks, hammering nails in. He could see from her flirtatious smiles that the short, curvy, Italian mama seemed to like sweaty, hard, black muscles.

He always smiled at her and was very polite. She was impressed that he could speak Italian fluently and seemed to find him very agreeable. She definitely was a flirt. He caught her gazing at his dark, powerful arms a few times, and she had this way of looking at him like she was undressing him. A couple of times, she caught him watching her thick, fine ass and wagged a playful finger at him, but he thought she liked it, for she would then swing that ass for real. She seemed to have a thing for Aidee. But Aidee seemed irritated with her. He was polite but not very friendly to her.

Chapter 2

One afternoon, Laetitia came over to talk to Aidee. Dez saw them arguing heatedly through the glass window to Aidee's office. The Italian woman started crying and then she was getting all hysterical and throwing shit at Aidee's head. She then pointed at Dez and said something to Aidee. Aidee shook his head and waved his hands vehemently like "Ah ah, no way!" She snarled something at him that made him get very worried, and then she stormed off angrily. 

Dez asked Aidee what that was all about and the guy snarled at him not to get cheeky with him.

Several days later, Aidee called Dez into his office on an afternoon and said, "Write down your shirt, trousers and shoe sizes."

The following day, Aidee gave him a new shirt, tie, shoes and a fine suit. It was cool, expensive shit.

"Listen, go and clean up. Shave get dressed. I want you looking good. Hurry."

Dez did and he looked very fine. Aidee thought so too.

"You look good, my boy. People will think you are probably some foot ball star. Now, I am going to show you the good life that you can have, if you behave. But don't try to run away because I have all your cash. And if you should run to the cops, I bribe those motherfuckers. They will bring you back here and you will be fed into the incinerator. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir! You can trust me."

It was a sunny day, and they cruised the streets in Aidee's brand new, tinted AMG Mercedes Benz, with fine leather upholstery. They listened to some Italian pop music, gazing at the fine city, the well dressed people, the cars, the fine women, the restaurants, the tall buildings. However, Dez didn't look too much at it, for his mission was another, to get out and find Trish in Germany. 

He sat back calmly as Aidee drove to an apartment in town. Aidee opened the door and invited him in. It was small and cozy. They drank beer and watched a soccer match on TV. 

Then an Italian woman in her early twenties came in, pushing a mixed child in a pram. She greeted them with a wide smile and a happy, loud, sweet voice.

She kissed Aidee, gave him the kid and then greeted Dez warmly.

"Ciao. I am Maria. Who are you, handsome." She was a natural, good natured flirt.

"Hallo. I am Desmond. Pleased to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine honey," she said in a playful, deep, sexy voice and Aidee snorted.

Dez gazed at her like she was sunshine on a cloudy day. She had a good natured, long, oval shaped, pretty face. Her trimmed eye brows sat highly and were jet black. Her eyes were dark and seductive, her nose long and slightly hooked. Her sensuous, pink-reddish lips were thick and full and had a smile hovering readily at the corners. Her skin was nicely and smoothly tanned. She had long, smooth hair that was blond but he could see its natural color must have been black.

She was a tall woman, made even taller by her high heels. She a tilted white 50 Cent cap on her head, and a small, black g-unit tank top that was stretched around her big, pendulous, lactating breasts. Her belly was toned, with a soft curve at the bottom. Her waist was slim but not tiny. She wore a short, black that was stretched skirt around her wide and curvy hips and left the tops of a tattoo on her hips peeking out. She had full, silky tanned thighs and shapely, athletic legs. When she turned and bent over to pick up the kid Dez rasped softly. She had the spread wings of an eagle tattooed on her lower back. And she definitely had a nice, thick, round ass. Baby had butt all right! Dez' sex starved young cock stirred in his pants as saw the waistband of a skimpy black thong, with the string like back strap disappearing into the crack between the exposed, creamy tops of her thick, round ass cheeks.

Dez smiled to himself, becoming envious of Aidee. He could imagine that Italian beauty was so much fun in bed. 

"Damn! When are you going to finally to go on diet, Maria? Or at least start sports or something," Aidee sneered.

"Do you think my ass is too big honey?" Maria asked Dez and made that ass pop, chuckling dirtily.

Dez didn't wanna get involved in domestic affairs so he just chuckled and pretended not to watch that ass.

She brought the baby to Aidee. The baby was about five months old. It was big, cute and light brown, with big eyes. And it was loud and hectic.

"Say hi to papa, Kofi. Ask him why you don't see him that often," Maria said as she gave Kofi to Aidee.

"Relax!" Aidee said and started playing with his kid affectionately.

Maria put some chips and salt sticks on the table and offered Dez a sandwich which he munched gratefully for it was tasty. Soon, Aidee handed Dez the baby. Maria looked on as Dez played with the baby and it started smiling and making happy noises.

"Oh. I am impressed. He normally doesn't like strangers. Do you have babies of your own?"

"No. Not that I know of," Dez chuckled dirtily.

"Then you must have good hands and a warm, good heart. That is not what one can say for everybody," she threw Aidee a look that said a lot.

"Oh shut up!" Aidee snorted and smacked her ass. The two of them disappeared, Aidee and Maria that is, into a bedroom. He heard them fucking aloud for a while.

When Aidee came out, he was sweaty and looking happy and so was Maria. Singing happily, Maria went to adjacent kitchen to cook. Aidee did not take his child from Dez but watched TV.

Dez started wondering how Aidee could have such a happy, pretty wife and sweet kid and still keep his brothers in bondage at the factory. 

Maria served some tasty spaghetti and tomato sauce. Then she started showing Dez how to eat spaghetti properly, for back home they used a spoon and a fork, American style. 

Somehow, during the tasty, late lunch, Maria started arguing with Aidee. She was talking about a wife she wanted him to divorce. Aidee told her to shut up. She got pissed and said she would go and confront her. He said he would stop paying for the place and giving her bucks and she said she would sue him for child support. He said he would beat her and she said she would call the cops on him. He called her a bothersome cunt then Maria went mad and yanked away his plate of food and told him to go and eat at home like a good husband. 

Aidee was so pissed and he told Dez,

"Lets get the fuck out!"

Maria kicked the door shut behind them, shouting some vulgar shit.

Aidee was cussing Maria out as they rolled away. 

"That stupid, arrogant slut! I ought to bash that stupid white face. Have you seen how fat she is? That big ass and those fat thighs! Ugh!"

"She is not fat boss. She is a fine woman. In Africa, you would have to fight brothers off her."

"Ah, what the hell do you know? She used to look real fine, yunno, tall and slim. Now the lazy bitch is letting herself go. She wont go to the gym and eats like a fucking pig. That is the problem with these women. You meet them and they are nice and slim, then they start to put on 10 kilos every year. By the time she is thirty, I will have a fucking shit talking white elephant. Might as well open a fucking zoo."

Dez didn't laugh for he knew that when a man talks shit about his woman, another man better shut the fuck up.

Aidee took him for lunch in a fine Italian place. 

Dez gleaned the fact that Aidee was married to another woman and Maria was his girl on the side. Back in the factory, Aidee took the clothes back.

"Don't tell the others jack shit, all right? Make sure you keep behaving and I will show you some cool stuff, not that fucking stupid cunt!"

Dez nodded and thanked Aidee.

A couple of evenings later, Dez was sawing some planks when Aidee told him to get dressed. They drove into town, to some private night club. 

A white guy in his early fifties came to them and talked to Aidee. He was looking good in a fine suit and tie. Aidee introduced him to Dez as the boss and then the two of them went off to the side. They were chatting and looking constantly at Dez.

As he sipped on his beer, Dez looked around. The place was done up nicely, like some brothel from a spaghetti western movie. There were many well dressed white men of all ages in fine suits and ties. And the place was teeming with tall, sexy, young, pretty black women, with finely done hair and make up. It was like being at the video shoot of a raunchy Hip Hop Video. All of the fine, young black women wore expensive, skimpy, sexy lingerie; mainly short, delicate lace, see through negligees and gowns, showing nice, big brown tits and fine asses and half cup bras and tiny thongs. The girls took turns pole dancing or strutted around sexily, giving the Italians a the cum fuck me look. A guy would wave one of the black beauties over, chat with her, buy her a drink and then leave up a winding stair case with her. The men returned alone, after half an hour or so, paid their bills at the bar and left soon afterwards. 


The Second Foundation Pt. 01



"Is this a brothel, huh?" Dez asked Aidee.

"The fuck you think? A church or something?" Aidee laughed. Aidee then told him to pick a girl to fuck.

Dez was like, "No! I have never fucked a hooker! I wont pay for it."

"You haven't had pussy in ages, now have you. Pick one that you like? Its on me."

"Which one are you taking?"

"I am not into black women. I don't find them attractive," Aidee told him.

Dez was kind of slow, so Aidee waved a girl over that he had seen Dez eying like a hot cake. She was a tall, light brown, sexy girl, with a pretty, oval, face framed by long, smooth, dark, human hair extensions. She wore dark, gloss on her thick, pouting lips and pale blue eye shadow, the same shade as her sexy, intimate apparel. A delicate, lace, see through lace gown was draped around her shoulders, and it was open at the front, exposing her sexy, hour glass shaped boy. Tiny, lace, aqua blue quarter cups pushed up thick, dark breasts with huge, thick nipples. She wore a matching, tiny lace thong whose gusset was like a thin strip that was plastered to her thick pussy. It was lewdly wedged up in the slit of her fine, fat pussy, barely covering the gash and exposing the shaved, bald sides of her vulva. The thin, shoe string like straps cut deeply, sexily into her wide, curvy hips. A silver chain was glinting sexily around her slim waist. She was in high heels that accentuated her shapely legs.

"Hi Mug. This is Desmond."

"Hi there," she said, flashing him a dazzling, plastic smile, like "Yeah, another trick!"

"Turn around and show him what you got," Aidee said, taking her hand and making her turn around. Dez gasped, for she had a gorgeous, smooth, silky, thick, heart shaped ass that sat high and hung by the pound. 

"Desmond, this is Mug. Not a tea mug, but Mug the whore!" Aidee laughed and smacked her ass and she laughed lightly, but Dez saw wrath flashing in her eyes for a second. "Can you take care of my man here for half an hour. He hasn't had pussy in over six months!" Aidee laughed. Dez blushed but she didn't. She gave him a plastic smile, and took his hand. 

She led him to a room upstairs, a small room with velvet walls, several mirrors, a big bed, and some soft, dim lighting. She put on some music, made him seat back on the bed, and danced sexily to the West African rhythms, to get him excited. It seemed like a well practiced routine. She was hot. But Dez felt strange. He somehow couldn't get horny.

"Where you from, Mug?" he asked.

"What business of yours is it?" she sneered, making that big ass pop in his face.

"I just wanna get to know you a bit, yunno."

"Look, you are here to fuck. So, lets get on with it."

She slid onto his lap, straddling him, pushing her thick tits into his face.

"I cant. Not like this."

"Damn! You like one of them old, lonely honkies that come to a whore and wanna talk. I am not a fucking psychologist and I don't wanna know jack shit about your problems, all right?" she sneered.

"Look, maybe I should just go back downstairs."

"Are you crazy! You want me to get in shit with my boss. Aidee paid for half an hour and that is what you will get."

"All right then. How about I stay here for half an hour and we just chat?"

"Fuck! Ohhhh!" she rolled her eyes, exasperated. "Why cant you just be like those white guys. They come in here, get their black pussy and go home to their white bitches."

She climbed off him and Dez stood up and went to sit in a chair. She slid onto her side on the bed, propping herself up on elbow and and raising one knee sexily, leaving that fine fat pussy in the thong flashing at him. 

They sat in silence for a while. Dez looked at his watch.

"Is that Nigerian music?"

"Congolese. You ignorant huh?"

"Yep!" he replied sarcastically.

"You sensitive huh? Did I hurt your feelings?" she threw her head back and laughed. "You are the first black customer I have had. Aidee is the only black they allow here. They say whites wouldn't like it, if black guys were fucking us too. I don't believe these ass holes! We are black African whores, hallo!!!"

"Where do you know Aidee from?"

"That ass hole used to be my family's neighbor back in Lagos," she snorted contemptuously.

"You don't like him?"

"What's it to you!" she sneered. He shrugged. She sighed and then asked, "Where you from and what's your name again?"

"Desmond. I am from ----."

"Don't know anybody from there. What you doing here?"

"Slaving for Aidee," he replied and chuckled dryly.

"What does he do anyway?"

Dez shrugged and told her.

"That guy is an ass hole. You know, he lured me over here promising me a career as a model. And now I am modeling all right. About ten to twelve fucking times a day, six days a week."

"Fuck! Why don't you go back home?"

"He will send my parents a video tape of me "modeling". And the money is all right. I mean, they take 80 percent for the premises, but its still a lot of money back home. I am building a nice house at home."

"Does Aidee own this place?"

"No! He just head hunts for these Italian bastards. Finds naive girls in Africa, brings them here, then they take your pass port away and you have to whore!"

"Cant you go to the cops?"

"I am not here legally. They would just arrest me, jail me and then deport me. I will just stick it out for two years."

"Aidee is really evil huh?"

"He is a white man's puppet. He wants to be white, yunno."

"Yep. Says he wont fuck black girls, coz white girls look better. What a fool!"

"So many African girls fall for this shit, yunno. Come out here expecting to be models and film stars and end up enslaved by some white ass holes, fucking fat, ugly white pigs. At least here we are not forced to do perverted shit."

"Shit! I have experienced some shit here in Europe that I never would guessed at back home. None of the have been tos say it, yunno."

"Who wants to tell the people back home that we have been white man's slaves and whores?"

"Nobody, I guess. Nobody would believe it anyway. We all think these guys are so cool and civilized."

"White men are sick pigs! I can tell you stories. I have kicked out guys here who had astonishing wishes! Ugh! But lets not spoil the mood. My name is Margaret But you can call me Maggie. I let them call me Mug coz I don't want to use my real name with them."

"Hi Maggie. You can call me Dez."

Maggie looked at him and smiled coyly.

"You are all right. Wanna smoke a joint?"

"Yep."

She was much more relaxed and nicer now. And so attractive. He felt sorry, seeing such a beautiful woman reduced to a white man's slave whore, for a few bucks. Maggie reached over to a drawer and produced a joint. She fired it up. It was almost pure weed. They puffed away, as she asked him, "And what brings you to Babylon?"

He told her.

"You come all the way for a girl? Sweet. And when was the last time you fucked?"

"Actually, seven months ago."

"Are you any good?" Now she was smiling coyly.

"I have been told so."

"I haven't had a black dick in ages..."

"How are white men? In bed, I mean?"

"They got small dicks and cant fuck. But its usually over fast. What a relief. They love black women, yunno. See the way they all sit at the bar slobbering. You know, they come in here, they know you are a whore, you have been fucking all day, and the first thing they wanna do is lick your pussy and ass! Ugh! But lets not talk about them. You got a big dick?"

"Why don't you find out?"

"We always kick your ass at football. Now, lets see how you guys compare to Nigerians in other departments," she chuckled dirtily as she stretched herself languidly. Then she licked her digits lasciviously, and placed a hand over her pussy as the other cupped a fat breast. "I usually use lube, but would you like to get my pussy nice and wet for you?" she teased, smiling coyly as she rubbed her gash and tweaked a thick nipple. His dick got hard as he gazed at her dark digits sliding her gusset off her pussy and then dallying in her pink gash. 

"Take your cock out and stroke it for me. Nice and slow, I don't want you cumming all over your digits like some white guy!" she chuckled.

She licked her digits several times and worked her nipples and pussy, moaning and sighing and writhing sensuously. Gazing hungrily at his dick like a porn starlet getting paid big bucks, she started finger fucking herself, rolling her hips and he saw her gash start to shine with wetness as his dick grew large and hard in his hand. 

"Gosh! I am so wet, from just looking at that big, black cock! I haven't had a good dick in over six months. You better fuck me good, you hear? You promise?"

"I will do my best." He chuckled.

Maggie stood up, slowly, sexily, and swayed sensuously to a chest of drawers. She bent over to pull one open, pushing her fine ass out. She smiled at him over her shoulder, her eyes narrowed down to dark slits. Then she reached back and fished her thong out of her deep ass crack and hooked it over a thick, round ass. Dez sighed with lust, gazing at her gorgeous, round, chocolate ass buns, and her pretty, bald, puffed up pussy, and the dark, long inner lips that were flashing him a wet, shiny smile, with her pink slit glistening like a wet tongue. She took out two condoms and walked to him, ripping the packaging open. 

"Stand up and be counted my man."

"You are beautiful," he rasped. 

"I know..." she chuckled. Then she pulled him to his feet by his hard dick and kissed his lips as she stroked his engorged man meat. He was kind of hesitant.

"Don't worry, I never kiss the guys. And I only blow them with flavored rubbers... We also have to get checked for stuff regularly. I am as safe as any girl you can meet on the street. Probably safer too, for we just trap their cocks between our oiled thighs and they think they are in the black pussy when they are not." she chuckled and circled the back of his head with her hand. 

Then she kissed him deeply, pressing her thick, soft lips into his and exploring his mouth languidly, with her hot, soft tongue. He moaned and his itching hands cupped her nice, gorgeous ass to stroke it, feeling it clench. He squeezed it and her hips shuddered. He pulled her onto his cock and she started rolling her hips sexily to the music, dry fucking him and making him hard. As they kissed, she removed his jacket and deftly popped the buttons of his shirt open. She grabbed and squeezed his muscles, and then she pinched and twisted his nipples with skilled fingers. His skin became tingly.

Then she dropped on her knees and removed his shoes, pants and boxers and helped him step out of them. She scooped up his big, jet black cock and she gazed at it like a hungry predator. He almost thought she was about to eat it and devour it and send him back home dick less. She cooed sweetly, breathing hotly onto his meat.

"Look at this nice, hard, big one! Mmmm! Who did you steal this one from, you youngster," Maggie teased as her eager hands worked magic on him, holding his dick like it was precious and stroking it skillfully, and it was incensing, making him rasp. 

Suddenly, she laughed, "Yunno, I never thought I would feel this happy to see a nice, big, hard black cock. Its like when you live on the beach, you take sand for granted!" she rasped.

Maggie licked her palms and held him at the base and tip. She power stroked him, peeling back his foreskin. She moaned with lust and lapped his thick, engorged dick head with her hot tongue, circling it, massaging it, making his hips twitch. Then she vacuumed his tip in between her thick lips and sucked on it softly, teasing him with her tongue and teeth.

"Oh!!!" he moaned. She chuckled and pulled her lips off him with a loud, wet smack. Then she stroked him.

"Mmmm! I like this nice, good, hard, manly black cock," she talked huskily to his cock and kissed it. "A black cock sure looks much more appetizing than a pink one. Most of them are so thin. But the worst are the small, sticky ones, looking like worms. And some even have red tips! Can you believe! Ugh!!!" she laughed heartily, and Dez joined, feeling glad he never, ever had to see one. 

Maggie leaned in and blew him, softly, gently, sensuously, showing his dark meat some love with her dark lips as she double fisted him and pulled more and more into her mouth. She got greedy then, and started bobbing her head fast, sucking him hard as she squeezed and jerked him feverishly. He cried with joy. She took him by surprise as she suddenly bore down on him and deep throated him, swallowing his entire cock down her hot throat with ease. He gave a deep, prolonged gasp.

She looked up in his eyes, as her stretched, dark, thick lips smiled sweetly, naughtily around his meat. She held his hips and guided his motions as she fucked him with her hot, tight throat and it was so incensing. He upped the back of her head and pumped her onto his meat, moaning and gasping and heaving. He could feel his balls hardening rapidly. Then she hooked her index and thumb around them and squeezed them sharply. He winced sharply and she spat out his cock, which was swollen so big and hard now and chuckled. Some cum oozed out of his pee slit and she lapped up the strings, moaning.

"Mmmm! A nice taste of things to cum! Promise you will cum in my mouth and let me drink you, honey. Promise!" 

"Yessss!"

"Fuck me good and long first though, all right!"

Maggie stood up, took him by the cock and led him to her bed, swinging her ass sexily. She slid onto her back and opened her legs. 

"Do you want me to take these thongs on, would you like me to just..." she sexily stretched her thong and hooked it way around an ass cheek, leaving her fine pussy fully exposed. She was so wet now that her shaved slit, her entire vulva and her chocolate, upper thighs were shiny with her juices.

"CDB!" she said to him in a husky voice.

"What does that mean?" he rasped.

"Come down baby. Down here..." she pointed at her dripping pussy. 

It was like a command and Dez obeyed. He climbed atop of Maggie between her splayed thighs. She made him poise his body over her like he was doing press ups. Then she scooped up his hard cock and rubbed the thick, bursting head up and down her hot, dripping slit, crying sweetly. Her hips rose off the bed, pushing her cunt up at him as she fed his thick head into her wet, hungry mouth. She rolled her hips sensuously round and round, stroking him and pulling more and more of his cock deeper and deeper into her hot, dripping, clutching hole. 

When she had half his shaft inside her, she released his meat and then shoved her hips up and buried him inside her. She pressed her hips into his and shivered and mewed and moaned for a while. Then she told him to hold his hips still. She locked her feet around the backs of his legs, grabbed his ass cheeks and started fucking him slowly, leisurely, her body undulating like a snake as her hips rolled and went winding up and down, round and round whilst her pussy was stroking his cock and milking his dick with finesse and it was exquisite.

"Fuck! You are driving me mad!!" he rasped.

"You like, baby!" she asked, smiling sweetly and then giggling happily.

She started directing his hips to meet her, round and round, up and down. "Slowly, baby, nice, slow and deep..." she cooed, as she used his dick for her own pleasure. "Shit! I had never thought I would be so happy to fuck a black man! Fuck me nice and deep baby. Slowly. Lemme enjoy this!"

They fucked nice and slow, for an eternity. He pumped his hips smoothly, riding her wet, hot pussy, feeling it stroke and massage him. Raised her legs to lock them around his hips, he could go real deep in her. Then he started dancing in her pussy, rolling his hips up and down to the music. She loved it and danced right back. 

"Fuck! This is nice!" Maggie giggled and kissed him. Both of them felt oh so good, forgetting where they were for a second.

Then Maggie went wild with lust! She bit her lower lip, sank her digits into his ass cheeks and and pumped her hips furiously up at him, slapping her crotch into his, making his cock slosh loudly in her dripping hole. Dez cried with joy. Then she growled at him to fuck her as hard as he could. He bit his lower lip too. They glared at each other like enemies as he pounded her hard and she fucked him back lustily. The bed creaked and jarred under them. They both fell into a state of lust filled delirium where all that existed was fucking. Maggie grunting and growling through clenched teeth as her pussy convulsed violently around his meat, sucking hard on him. He could tell she was cuming. He hammered her hard and she started wailing and bucking.

Dez felt his balls gather to explode. He growled and pulled back so he could lunge deep inside her. Then Maggie rolled away swiftly and left his cock rearing angrily.

"Not yet daddy. We have only just started," she chuckled, rolled him onto his back and lapped the cum that was trickling out of his cock eagerly. She sucked him and cooled him in her mouth.

Then Maggie squatted on top of him, placing her feet on either side of his hips. She slotted his meat into her pussy and grabbed a firm hold of his chest muscles. She smiled nastily and then she showed him the true meaning of being ridden long and good. Her hips started rising and falling smoothly, rolling and pumping at the same time, in sensuous motions as her pussy squeezed and milked him. Dez was fascinated by the sight of her pink inner lips stretching after his cock when she rode upwards. It was a beautiful sight. Black pussy, pink lips. Mmm. Mama Africa.

The heat rose in his cock till it felt like it was burning. He started pumping up to meet her, writhing and moaning. Maggie smiled and dipped down and kissed him on the lips. She tongued him and sucked on his lips, feasting sensuously as her hips pumped smoothly, fucking his lucky cock with that tight, squeezing, hot cunt. 

She was so wet he could feel her warm juices dripping onto his balls. Then she rose upright and squeezed his chest muscles hard. Her face was now twisted in a nasty snarl. He slapped a tit and grabbed it, to squeeze it hard as his other hand grabbed an ass cheek, to yank her onto his cock like he wanted to knock her out. 

She made her hole loose and pounded his cock with her pussy, her hips whipping up and down, sending his bursting manhood sloshing in and out of her well lubed fuck hole. He couldn't believe her stamina. She rode him for an eternity, till she was sweating profusely but never tiring. Then suddenly, she was burying her digits into his chest and growling in her language as she glared at and pounded his cock. He felt her hot pussy convulse around him and grow so tight as she came hard.

"Oh fu-u-u-uck!" she moaned finally, as she sat on his dick, shuddering and gasping for breath, smiling down at him. "Thanks honey! This is so good!"

"Fuck! You should be paying me for this shit!"

"I should!" she chuckled dirtily and raised her hips, just the head inside her hole. 

Then she was smiling naughtily as she went rolling and winding her hips, dancing sexily on his dick keeping the wet mouth clenched tightly around his cock. It was incensing. Dez grabbed her hips and started pummeling her as he yanked her onto his meat. She cried with joy, grabbing her head in both hands as rode him and came again and again. Dez hit her hard and he tried to cum! 

But she jumped nimbly off him at the last second. He groaned in exasperation. But Maggie was like, "Come on, one more time honey," then she sucked it, deep throated and feasted on it voraciously, lapping up her juices.

Then she turned her back to him and rode him reverse cowgirl, making him prop himself up on his elbows so he could gaze at the beautiful sight of her dancing on his cock whilst she fucked it. Then she held on to his ankles and started making her ass pop as she pounded his cock feverishly. She seemed to have a sensor in her vagina for when he was about to cum, for she jumped off him again, giggling. 




The Second Foundation Pt. 01



After another short, but greedy, deep blow job, she came down on him, rolled him on top of her, wrapped her arms and legs around him and told him,

"Fuck me as hard as you can, like you want to break my back, and when you cum, shove it in a s deep as you can and keep it there, you hear?" she snarled like a frenzied beast. Then she gave an animal growl and latched her lips onto his and sucked his tongue into her mouth as hard as she could. He felt her pussy lock tightly around his cock and her fingers sank into his ass cheeks. He fucked her as hard as he could. It was like assault and battery. They grunted and groaned like frenzied beasts as Dez hammered his cock into her. She gave a sharp, agonized cry and said he had killed her. Then she threw her head back and was wrecked by violent shudders. 

Dez' balls erupted and his head exploded into a million fragments and he dozed off. When he woke up, she was snoring lightly, smiling in her sleep, like a contented lioness, after a tasty meal. Dez sat up and stretched himself, feeling happy. He stood up. 

"BCB" she told him, smiling languidly at him, looking at him like a cat eying a fat rat.

"What's that now?"

"Baby come back!"

She stretched out her hand and took his cum smeared cock in a loving grip. "Mmmm! Remember you promised to let me drink your strong sperm."

She lapped his cock, moaning. And then she blew him voraciously, skillfully, and made him cum hard in her mouth. She lapped up his cum, moaning with relish. 

He looked at the wall watch. He realized they had been at it for almost an hour. Damn! He collapsed on the bed. Maggie pinched his nipple and smiled down at the sweaty, exhausted guy. She kissed him and then went and got a soft, wet, warm towel and wiped his cock with it. She did it nice and gently and he started hardening. 

"Fuck, white guys need ages to get hard again. Unless they are on cocaine. You know, we had this ass hole once, injected cocaine in his cock. They had to cut his dick off. Probably didn't make much difference anyway..." she laughed. He laughed. Somehow, he felt no pity.

Then she went down on him and started sucking him again. Once he was hard, she pulled him on top of her and they fucked again, like horny dogs in heat. The moment he entered Maggie, she started cuming. He had cum so hard and so often that he could pound her recklessly for ages and he did. They screamed so loud as they fucked long and hard until he finally came.

She pulled him down to her and they wallowed in each other's arms like lovers.

Maggie then slowly rose to her feet, smiling.

"Well, you are good baby! That was one of the best fucks of my life. But we will still kick your ass at foot ball though. What with Obafemi Martins, Kanu, Babayaro, Babanginda..."

"Yeah, fuck that!" he laughed.

They got dressed. As they left the room, a cleaning lady came in with a pail and cleaning utensils. 

When he finally returned to Aidee, the guy was pissed.

"Shit! What took you so long! Its gonna cost extra."

"It was my first fuck in seven months man."

They drank a beer. Maggie came to join them a while later. Aidee chatted to her in their language. Dez could tell they were talking about him. As she left, she squeezed his shoulder. A while later, she was leading another guy away. She winked at Dez.

Aidee took Dez to a pub and ordered more beer for them.

"So, how did you like that place, playboy?"

"It was cool."

"You know, the boss just had a simple idea, to bring over pretty women from Africa and now he is making so much cash. Did you see all those men. White guys love black pussy. Black pussy is a gold mine in Europe!" Aidee sipped on his beer thoughtfully. "You see how stupid we Africans are. We are surrounded by all these fine women, but it takes a white man to have the idea of making money with them. SO many white men are pimping black woman and making cash. Its time we brothers got involved. What do you think?"

"Yeah. Its a good idea!" Dez said, feeling nauseated. How do you get the women here?"

Aidee was getting feverish now. "You know Africa is full of beautiful women who know how to fuck, not these stiff white broads. Man, that is a gold mine," his eyes were shining now. "So many white guys are doing it and making money whilst we sleep. Look, we can even do the same with with guys, yunno, handsome, muscular young black men, like you. White women love black cock. We can make porn films with them as well. We will make money! I tell you. Real money, for nothing! Us black men need to wake up."

Dez nodded, but he was nauseated. He thanked Aidee profusely for taking him out. Aidee told him not to tell a word to anyone. 

Chapter 3

A week later, Aidee gave him a new, fine suit, shirt and tie and shoes, and an expensive deodorant and told him to make sure he looked real good. He even eyed him over critically. Then he took him out. 

They drove to the boss' house, a large house in a nice suburb of Rome. The boss' wife, Laetitia, met them, with her two young kids of about eight and ten. She ignored Aidee but greeted Dez warmly. 

Laetitia looked like she had gone to great pains to look good. Her pretty, heart shaped face was made up like a doll. Her long, curly, dark hair was neatly combed, her dark, mesmerizing eyes lined, and her thick, bushy eye brows that almost met in the middle of her face were trimmed and penciled. Her big, sharp nose was powdered, small, pouting mouth was a glossy, deep, reddish shade. 

She wore a short, tight, elegant dress with a plunging front that made her look awesome. Laetitia was short, with an awesome, thick chest, a slim waist, wide, curvy hips and a thick, round ass that pushed out like "Pow!" She wore very high heels. 

She gazed at Dez sweetly, blushing like an infatuated school girl. She took his hand and held it in a small, soft hand. He returned her smile and she seemed to melt. Then she turned to Aidee, giggled sweetly and nodded.

Aidee told Dez to be chat with her and be nice to her, but not to tell her shit about the factory. 

"Make a good impression and you might get a job much nicer than in the factory," was all he said. Then he went off with the kids and Laetitia took Dez' arm and led him to a nice garden and they settled on padded chairs in the sun. A young black maid served them coffee and sandwiches.

Laetitia started asking Dez about himself in a sweet voice. She was excited and jittery and Dez was surprised, because Laetitia started flirting with him and cuming onto him. She fidgeting in her seat, and pushing her thick tits out provocatively, and crossing and uncrossing her fine legs, smiling at him like a sweet, young girl in love.

Laetitia seemed like a nice kind of person. And she had a sense of humor and a high, sweet laugh. They had pleasant, small talk. Dez realized that she had no idea what really happened at the factory. In fact, she was under the impression that her husband and Aidee were helping Africans, giving them jobs when most racist Italians weren't. He just evaded her questions. 

He was wondering why Aidee would make him dress up and leave him with the boss' wife. He wondered if maybe enjoyed Aidee returned with the kids two hours later and picked up Dez.

They drove to a restaurant. It was a very expensive, top notch place and the diners were affluent and elegant. Aidee took Dez to a table where an Italian was dining with a young, tall, athletic well dressed and groomed black man. Both of them were dressed in elegant suits. The Italian was in his fifties. He had short, slick, metallic gray hair, a handsome face a thick, bushy mustache Aidee greeted him like a servant greeting his master. Dez recognized him as the guy Aidee had called the boss. Aidee introduced him as Mr Marco Camoranesi, the boss. The guy looked him over and smiled, a lecherous smile, like a man gazing at a pretty woman. The young black man besides him started to get jealous. Dez wondered if the guys were gay.

The Italian exchanged a couple of sentences with Dez then he leaned in close, his sharp, dark eyes getting hard and cold.

"Do what Aidee tells you. But don't get stupid ideas or you will disappear, for good, all right?"

Dez didn't know what this was all about but he nodded. The guy dismissed them with a wave of his hand. As they left, Dez saw him stroking the black man's thigh under the table. He asked Aidee if the black man was gay and Aidee told him one had to hustle just to make it in Europe.

Aidee took Dez to eat at a West African place. As they were eating, his phone rang. Dez could hear an angry female voice cussing him out and Aidee was being all nice. After he hung up, Aidee was fuming.

"Stupid white cunt. I hate that bitch!"

"Was that Maria?"

"No. My fucking wife."

"An Italian?"

"Of course. Fucking bossy cunt. White women don't respect a man, yunno. She will even slap me in front of the kids."

"What! You let your wife slap you, in front of your kids!" Dez gasped.

"Shut the fuck up! If I divorce her, she will go and lie to the cops that we had a fake marriage and I will be deported. A black man doesn't have any rights in this bitch of a country."

They ate and drank beer in silence. Then Aidee fixed his eyes on Dez and said suddenly,

"Did you have fun with Laetitia? What do you think of her?"

"She is a beautiful woman."

"No. She is not. Laetitia is a short, fat, little white pig!" Aidee sneered. "Beautiful women are tall, slim and blond."

"No! She is not fat. She is fine. She has a nice, curvy body and a fine ass man! Mama got booty. The boss must have fun making that ass bounce!"

"You like her? Good." Aidee smiled. "You are going to fuck her!"

Dez gasped. "You are joking, right?"

"Do you see me laughing?" Aidee sneered. "Listen, I used to fuck her. The boss even paid me. She used to be pretty, but she eats like a pig, looks like one and is nagging me constantly. We have to keep her happy. That is where you come in."

"But you cant ask me to sleep with the boss' wife, sir. That guy would kill me.."

"He wants you to do it."

"Why doesn't he fuck her himself?"

"He likes men. Black men! The whole fucking family loves black dick! Those kids will probably grow up to be whores for black cock! Fuck! This is your chance, Desmond. You will earn a few bucks extra."

"Damn! This is some sick shit, I tell you!"

"Why the hell are you complaining. He only wants you to fuck his wife. Unless you want to exchange places with the guy he was with? You can fuck his bitch or fuck him up the ass, I don't give a damn!"

"Why the fuck doesn't he divorce her then`"

"She owns the fucking factory. She would throw all of you out if she knew we were helping you guys and allowing you to live there."

"Hey, Aidee, why me?"

"First, I don't trust those West Africans. They are too smart and conniving. And second, the whore you fucked the other night told me you have a big dick and can fuck good. Laetitia likes you and she wants to fuck you. You are the man for the job. Just don't run your mouth. Seriously, if you tell a soul..." he made a sign of slitting his throat. 

Dez shifted unhappily.

"You are asking a hard thing of me."

"Laetitia is a good fuck and she loves black men. That is why she always comes to the factory, to gaze at sweaty, muscular young blacks."

"This is sick! I am not a prostitute!"

"Oh, you are pissing me off now! Get rid of that African mentality, this is Europe. You have to hustle my friend, or you will go down the drain. If you don't fuck her, and I mean real good, the boss said I should get rid of you. I will hand you over to the cops and you will just be deported, I swear."

Dez could tell he wasn't joking.

"What do I get out of it..."

"Cash! And after two years, we will hook you up with an Italian woman and pay her to marry you. You will be legal, then we will work on the projects we talked about the other night! We will make a lot of our own money, just you and me, all right? Then, when you go back to Africa on holiday, you will live like a King, OK?"

"All right, I will do it. But only for six months. After that, you get me a woman to marry and a residence permit." 

"All right," Aidee agreed but Dez could tell he was bullshitting him. "But don't try anything funny. And don't tell Laetitia shit about the factory, or else..."

Chapter 4

A couple of days later, Dez got another set of fine clothes and Aidee dropped him at the boss' house and left with the kids, leaving him in the living room. He told him to relax and have fun.

Laetitia then joined Dez. She wore her dark hair open and her eye brows were sexily trimmed. She wore fake, long, dark lashes and her big, dark eyes had a sexy, cream-white lining that matched her intimate apparel. Her face was powdered and her lips were a deep, glossy, cherry red. She wore a cream gown of delicate lace with flowery patterns that went down to her feet and was tied together at the waist. Underneath, he could see a matching bustier and thong. She was in a pair of very high heels but walked easily in them. She wore a rich perfume, that filled the room as soon as she entered.

Now, Dez would have found her attractive under any other circumstances, but he was still trying to come to grips with his new life of sin in Europe, for he had never heard of a man hiring another to fuck his wife while he was running around with young, black men. And he couldn't believe he was being made a prostitute and couldn't have shit to say. 

But when he gazed at Laetitia, he wondered what Aidee's problem, calling her or Maria fat. She was hot and curvaceous, that's what. 

Laetitia was so obviously horny it was pathetic. She was smiling from ear to ear and so excited her hands were shaking as she poured them glasses of red wine. 

She asked him if he liked weed and when he nodded, she produced a fat blunt and fired it up. She smoked it like a pro and licked it, passing it to him greasy. 

She was eying him, drooling over him as she made light, seductive conversation. Dez hit the blunt like mad but wasn't very responsive.

"You seem so unhappy, am I that ugly?" she teased, opening her gown, and leaning back, leaving him gazing at her proud, thick tits. The half cup bustier pushed them up and together, making them look like rockets about to blast. 

"No! You are beautiful..." he rasped.

"Well, Aidee used to think so too. Now he says I am fat and my ass is too big. He sounds like a white man now. I know African men love my big ass. I see you all staring at it at the factory. Aidee has lived here too long and become like a white man."

"Do you love your husband?"

"We don't sleep with each other. He has lost interest in me. But he takes good care of me and the kids and the businesses. As long as he arranges for me to get what I need, I don't care. Anyway, he cant give me what I need. No white man can. Have another glass my dear..."

She refilled, and fired up another blunt. She tried to start some conversation, but Dez wasn't talkative.

"You are a quiet one huh? Listen, don't you worry, I am going to fuck you good, I promise..." She draped a short, shapely leg across his lap and her lace gown fell apart, leaving him gazing at a plumb mound between her thighs, covered in creamy, delicate lace, with a dark bush peeking out from her pubes. 

As the blunt roached, she turned up the Michael Bolton CD that was playing and asked him to get up and stand before her. She kicked off her shoes and climbed up on the couch. She was slightly taller than him now.

"Damn. Look how short I am, even standing on the couch. I cant wait for you to pick me up and toss me around," she chuckled dirtily.

She hugged him and pulled his face into her thick, soft chest and started stroking his head and showering it with kisses. He remained stiff.

Then she made him look up at her and begged. 

"What's the matter honey? Aidee told me you were cool with this and that you like me. Did he lie to me?"

"No! Its just that I need time to get warmed up, that's all. I am kind of shy." He lied.

"Hold me please..."

For a fleeting second, he saw sorrow in her eyes. He hugged her softly and she purred and bent her knees, taking his torso between her thighs as she brought her face to his. He thought it would be nice to hold her ass up for her and so he cupped both her cheeks in his palms and they were big, soft and firm. She started nuzzling his face.

"Have you ever been with a white woman?" she rasped into his ear.

"No!" he whispered back.

"Then you are like a virgin. I will make sure you love this..." she promised.

Laetitia started kissing his neck and then her soft mouth and hot tongue came for his lips. She moaned as she feasted on his mouth. He couldn't bring himself to kiss her back, though her touch felt good and he was beginning to love the feel of her body. He started squeezing her cheeks and she shivered and started rolling her hips against him.

Laetitia was starving for dick. She kissed him fiercely and sucked hard on his tongue. Then she dropped her robe and Dez lusted after her, as she stood before him in a sexy, lace, enhanced, half cup bustier that squeezed her waist and narrowed it and pushed her thick tits up nicely. Her nipples were huge and hard, dark with blood. The straps of her tiny thong cut into her nice, wide and curvy hips and cupped her thick pussy tightly. Her thighs full and juicy, and gorgeous. Her ass was so thick he could see it from the front.

"Do you like my body?"

"Yes!!!" he rasped huskily.

"Touch me. I wanna be grabbed and squeezed by those big, strong black hands."

Dez wanted to, but couldn't move.

She misunderstood and sneered at him.

"You are like Aidee, huh! You want my money but you think I am fat and ugly. Well fuck you!" Then she smiled wickedly and cupped his chin, scratching him lightly and said in a gleeful voice, "He sent you here to do his dirty work and you are going to do it. I am going to use you for my pleasure!"

Smiling wickedly, she sank down to perch on the edge of the couch and yanked Dez closer by his belt, making him stand between her parted thighs. Then she ripped off his pants and pushed them down his hips, impatiently. 

"Get rid of the shirt!" she said, grabbing and stroking the thick but soft bulge in his boxers. "Hurry up. You are getting paid for this. Work for it."

When she saw Dez' dark, athletic, muscular torso she clapped her small hands and chortled with joy. Then she eagerly yanked his briefs down, and gazed at his dangling, black cock. It was long, but flaccid. But Laetitia broke into a shiny, joyous smile. Not feeling at all discouraged, she grabbed it and started stroking it.

"Why are you soft! What kind of a stud are you!" she chuckled, then she looked up in his face, her round face smiling naughtily. "You think I am fat and ugly, don't you, you black son of a bitch! You would rather just grab the cash and walk out of that door than fuck me, wouldn't you? But I will get you hard as a rock and dying to fuck me. You wait and see..." she said confidently. 

Dez doubted it. He was feeling too weird from this strange situation to get horny, or so he thought.

She held up his cock and spat on it like she hated it. Then she spread her saliva around his shaft with her hot, soft, lapping tongue. She spat in her palms and made them greasy. Then Laetitia showed mad skills as she started stroking him with her small hands, pulling, squeezing and jerking him. Then she peeled the foreskin off the soft head. One hand held him at the base as the other pumped his cock like she was shaking a salt shaker. Blood started flowing my man.

She groaned like a starving beast as she gazed at his dick head, swelling, slowly but surely. She spat on the head, hitting it with a thick ball of saliva. She rubbed it in with a twisting, skilled hand. Then she pulled it into her mouth and rolled it around, smiling sweetly and lapping it like a sweet little cat, making deep, satisfied moans and smiling around it. She looked up at him and her eyes were shining. 




The Second Foundation Pt. 01



She vacuumed the head of his flaccid cock deep into her mouth and closed her soft lips around it. Then she chewed and swiveled it around as a small hand cupped his balls and stroked them skillfully, causing sweet tingles. He rasped and started growing in her hot, wet, skilled oral cavern. She chortled with joy around him as he grew.

Then, looking up at him with happy, smiling eyes, she vacuumed him hard, and slowly leaned back, stretching his cock till he thought it would snap. Then her slick hands worked him. They pumped, twisted, squeezed and pulled on his cock skillfully as her soft, hot mouth worked magic on his dick head. His cock filled with blood, overspilling her mouth. She moaned and started bobbing her head, fucking his cock with her hot, wet mouth and stroking it with her hot, darting tongue.

He couldn't believe it, but she soon had him rearing and rock hard. She groaned with contentment as her mouth was filled with a large, hard, throbbing black cock. She pulled her lips off him with wet plop and let go of his cock. It pointed straight at her pretty mouth. She cooed, and gazed up at him worshipfully, as she stroked him. 

"Mmmm! You have a lovely, nice, big, black cock! I knew I would love you the moment I saw you at the factory. I wanna be yours! I will do anything you want! I just want to make you happy..." He could see she meant it.

He was moved. There was devotion in her face, eyes and voice.

She wrapped both her small hands around his thick, black club as she gobbled it. Eyes blazing up at him, she wrapped her soft mouth around his dick like a hot, tight pussy, and bore down on him till he was lodged in the back off her mouth. She grabbed his hips and pumped him back and forth rhythmically as she bobbed smoothly, and sucked and lapped, moaning and making loud, wet slurps in the back of her mouth. Then she pulled her lips off him wetly and gazed at his cock like she loved it.

"Oh gosh! I haven't had a nice, big, black cock for ages. You are making so wet baby!" her voice was soft, husky and thick with arousal. "Wet, like this..." she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out and it was covered by thick, frothy saliva. She brought his cock to her chin and drooled over it. Then she picked up the strings of her spit and let it drool from her dainty digits onto his dick from the tip to the base. She moaned as she rubbed it onto his shaft, making it slick.

"Ohhh!" he groaned, and his dick kicked in her hands.

"Fuck!!!" she groaned back, and then she pulled him into her mouth.

She gripped his cock tightly, squeezing the blood to the head, making it look like it was about to bust. Then she vacuumed it in and jerked it hard and fast as she attacked his man meat, and threw her pink mouth at him, again and again, blowing him ravenously. She looked up at him with her mesmerizing, feverish eyes, leaning back and tilting her head so he could see her getting that cock. She bobbed faster and faster, till she was moving at break neck speed and he thought she would get dizzy. His dick got so hard now.

Then she gave an animal snarl and seemed to just go black cock crazy. Eyes shining feverishly, she bore down on him and started banging him into the back of her mouth, like she was trying to choke herself, making gagging, gurgling sounds. Spit flew out of the corners of her mouth. She sucked in a deep breath and then she forced him feverishly into her throat and started force fucking his cock, squirming and bouncing on the couch as her hands would slap his hips and then grab them to yank him deeper into her throat.

Dez was amazed. He had never had a woman go so absolutely fucking crazy for his cock. It suddenly hit him that she wasn't really sucking him to turn him on, she was satisfying a dark, deep, carnal craving, for his black meat. Maybe all black meat. Who knew. He couldn't ask her though, she was too busy chocking herself on his dick.

Laetitia forced herself down his shaft, bobbing frenziedly as she took more and more into her mouth till she had it all. Her lips reached the base of his cock and her pink mouth gagging obscenely around him. Then she grabbed his hips tightly and kept yanking them at her mouth as she banged her head away at him. His dick got so hard in her hot, tight throat he thought it would burst. He couldn't believe how long she held her breath as she throat fucked his dick. Sh drooled copiously, all over his dick, balls and her chin and chest. She pulled back and glared up at him with shiny, incensed eyes as she gasped for breath through her flaring nostrils, then she shot down on him again, and continued throat fucking him madly. 

"Oh fuck!" he groaned.

"Uh huh!" she groaned around him and then she spat him out. She shot back, gasping, her big breasts heaving and her face looking incensed like she had just taken a strong hit of a potent drug. She glared at his cock like she hated it as she pumped it hard and fast in her hand.

"Thanks honey! Thanks for your cock!" she rasped and then drooled what seemed like liters onto his shaft and as she kept stroking it, her hand moving in a blur.

"I want you to fuck my throat and cum!" she growled and pushed him back, dropping at her knees before him. 

She sank on her heels, lining her mouth with her throat and then she took him in all the way. She pushed his thick, powerful thighs apart, snaked her arms through the insides to grab his ass cheeks and sink her talons into them, then she yanked him down on her face as she lunged at his cock, sending it hurtling deep into her throat as she banged her face into his pelvis.

"Oh fuck!" Dez groaned as his balls gathered and lifted. 

He grabbed her head in both hands, sinking his digits into her scalp. She shuddered mightily and went even more feverish, taking his entire cock into her throat and rolling her head madly as she ground his cock into her throat. Dez felt incensed. If the bitch wanted his dick that bad, he was going to give it to her. He hooked his hands around the back of her head and started fucking her throat in earnest, yanking her to meet him as he banged it in. She shuddered and squirmed feverishly, making loud, sharp moans to his thrusts as he force fucked her throat brutally.

"Fu-u-u-uck!" he cried in agony as stars exploded in his head and his balls erupted violently, making him jerk wildly. She cried as a thick wad of cum hit her throat and shot straight to her belly. 

Then she pulled back, kept just his head in her mouth and beat his meat violently, catching spurt after spurt of cum on the roof of her mouth, and swallowing it voraciously. She sucked him so hard he thought she would force his entire balls to shoot out through his dick. His legs got wobbly and he leaned over her, holding her tightly to his cock. Even when he finally stopped cumming, he held her to his meat and she wrapped her arms around his thigh, moaning sweetly as she kept on suckling him.

Dez finally released her head and she pulled her lips off his softening cock with a loud smack. He looked down at the short, curvy woman, kneeling before him, her pale arms wrapped around his thigh, her face nestled to his pubes, as she kissed and lapped his softening cock. Then she looked up at him and blew him a sweet kiss. Her face looked like someone just coming out of a possession. Her hair was disheveled, her pretty mouth was smudged and drool and cum were trickling down her jaw.

If he had met a woman looking like her on the street, he would have been disgusted. But now, he felt only horny. He stroked her head lovingly and she purred.

"I came! Just from sucking you!" she rasped huskily. "Do you still not want to fuck me honey?" she cooed sexily.

"Are you crazy! I wanna fuck you!"

"Lemme go and freshen up a bit. After your big, black cock just ruined my make up," she giggled as he helped her to her feet. She bent to kiss his cock one more time, then she ran bouncily, happily, out of the room.

She returned, wearing a black bustier and skimpy black thong and high heels, her hair freshly combed and her face made up anew. Mama was looking hot. She posed and asked him if he liked. He said, "Hell yeah!"

She refilled their wine glasses and fired up another joint. Then she snuggled up close to his dark, athletic body, stroking his bulging muscles and whimpering with lust as they shared the joint and sipped the wine. She didn't bother talking. She started worshiping his chest and defined belly with her tongue and lips. He slid an arm around her and stroked her soft body and kissed the back of her head. She looked up and he tongue kissed her, his digits sinking into her ass cheek and squeezing it hard. She moaned into his mouth and stroked his cock casually, but expertly, getting it rock hard. 

Then she licked her way down his neck and chest and soon had him back in her mouth. She draped herself over his lap and started sucking him. He grew hard and rigid in her hot, wet mouth. He started stroking her ass and squeezing it. Then he dipped his big, dark hand between those cheeks and cupped and squeezed the fat pussy in her thong and his palm got hot and wet for she was drooling in her panties. He pushed pulled the flimsy, soaked garment off her pussy and his digits slid into her hot wetness. He fingered her slowly, rolling his digit in her hole and she cried around his dick and started rolling her ass. She ate him with greed and vengeance now. 

He stroked the back of her head as she bobbed smoothly and fucked his bursting meat with her hot, soft, sweet mouth. He started pumping his hips to meet her mouth and she cried and stepped up the tempo, jerking him to the rhythm of her head that was bobbing up and down fast.

"uhhh! Uhhhhh!!! uhhhh!!!" she groaned and gurgled on every bob.

And then the naughty temptress pulled her drolling lips off his dick, making it pop out, and she giggled sweetly up at him,

"You are crying now huh! Gosh, look at that..." she rasped, as thick cream trickled out of his big pee slit. 

She shivered and lapped string after string of his cum up, moaning with relish. Then she kissed the engorged, black tip lovingly, making loud, soft, wet smacks. He was gasping for breath, his senses reeling.

"I didn't like your attitude earlier on. If you want me to suck this big, black dick real nice, beg baby!" she teased him, and stuck her tongue out and slapped it with his shaft.

"Yes. Please! Laetitia! Suck it please baby!"

"Say my name baby!"

"Laetitia Camoranesi!"

"Damn right!"

She chuckled wickedly and slid down onto her knees on the carpet, between his thighs. Then she scooped up her tits and drooled gobs of saliva down on them. She rubbed it in lightly, making them slick. Then she wrapped the soft, hot mass around his cock and fucked him with her tits, making him groan and writhe with joy. 

Then Laetitia scooped up his dick, slid it into her pink, soft mouth and worshiped it with her mouth and hands. She feasted on him till he thought his dick would melt to hot, chocolate cream in her mouth. When she saw that he was close to cumming, Laetitia took his hand and put it on the back of her head.

"You can grab my hair and fuck the taste out of my mouth, if you want to..." she rasped, and it sounded like a special request and a popular demand. He was glad to oblige.

There was something about Laetitia that drove him wild. She seemed to want to be fucked hard and brutally and selfishly, and he felt a strong desire to give her just that.

He grabbed a wad of her hair and used it to bang her mouth onto his hard, rearing cock, as he pumped his hips lustily, to fuck and stuff her pretty face. Laetitia opened her mouth wide and let him use her for his pleasure. She was making loud slurping and gurgling noises that drove him insane.

He gazed down at her feverish, pale face that almost looked grotesque, stretched so lewdly around his bursting black cock and he loved it. His dick got even harder and bigger. He was almost scared he would split her mouth and choke her on his cock, but that didn't stop him from fucking her mouth with a vengeance.

Laetitia finally yanked her lips off him with a loud pop. She spat on his cock, jerked it and then pulled back and stood up. She looked drowsy and intoxicated, like that black dick had hit her like a drug.

Leaving his dick rearing, she walked slowly, sensuously, to a single seater couch. It got even harder as he gazed at her thick, round ass rolling sexily. She gazed at him with her eyes narrowed down to slits. Then she climbed onto the couch, bent over and fished her thong out of her crack, to hook it over a thick, creamy, round ass cheek. She spread her thighs and he saw a nice, plumb, engorged, beautiful pink pussy. She had a small, pouting pussy mouth, just like the one on her face. She was so wet he could see the juices teeming in her slit. She started stroking it, fingering her hole, making loud, wet, sloshing sounds. Then she was moaning and fucking her hand.

She wagged her ass at him and said,

"I love to get fucked from behind! Come and give me that big, black cock!" she rasped and smacked her as cheek.

Dez got up and walked up to her. He smacked her big cheeks. He liked them, they were big and puffed out, not flat like some of the white women he had seen. He sank his digits into them and she shivered. Then he held up his cock and ran it up and down her slit and she went wild. He stabbed it into her and she cried and started slapping her hands into the back of the couch. 

"Squeeze that white pussy around my dick. Squeeze it real tight, Laetitia..." he rasped.

"Oh yes!!! I love your big, black cock. Please fuck me honey! Please fuck me!!!!"

He picked her up by her hips and started pumping the small woman up and down, and back and forth on his cock, slowly, smoothly, letting her relish every thrust of his dick. She started crying out aloud in pleasure. He fucked her long, just nice and slowly, letting her love his dick until her pussy started fluttering around it and she was rubbing her face frenziedly into the back of the couch and pushing back at him. Then he grabbed her hips firmly and started pounding her. The short woman reared like a crazy horse and screamed, her hair flying wildly. He held her down and just kept pounding her with his engorged cock till she came hard and bawled her lungs out. 

Then she shot off his cock and turned around to sit on the couch. She pulled him up on it so he stood over her and then she was craning her neck and sucking his dick, moaning as she tasted her pussy off him. The heat of her mouth drove him wild. Dez pushed her onto the back of the couch, grabbed onto the wall behind the couch and pounded her face, his cock sloshing in and out of her hungry mouth. She wrapped her arms around his hips, using the hold to lever her body up so she could throw her mouth at his cock.

Then she pushed him back and raised, grabbed her feet and spread her thighs wide apart, leaving her pink pussy at his mercy.

Dez growled like a wild beast and dropped to his knees before her. He grabbed her hips and yanked her pussy to his mouth and devoured it voraciously. She cried and grabbed his head, and then she was fucking his face lustily. He slid two digits into her hole and twisted and pumped them in and out as he sucked and lapped her clit so hard and fast that his tongue made loud, wet clicks. Laetitia wrapped her thighs around his head and threw herself back, arching her back and lifting her ass off the couch. He held her up and ate her like tasty platter. Then she was convulsing and crying and tossing about wildly as she came hard.

As she sank back on the couch, looking all drowsy, he grabbed her thighs and jammed his cock deep into her convulsing hole. She cried. She cried and writhed and begged him to fuck her. He grabbed her hips tightly and started pumping her back and forth as he pumped his meat smoothly into her stretched hole. She pushed herself up on her elbows, gazing with pure lust and fascination at his thick dick sliding in and out of her hole. 

"Oh yes!!! Yesssss! Please fuck me with that big, black cock. Plunge it into my white pussy! Oh!!!!! Fuck me please!!!!" she cried.

He did it. She was small and he loved twisting her any way he pleased, to touch and please every part of her tight hole as he fucked her. Sometimes he pumped her nice and smoothly, back forth, sometimes he yanked her brutally onto his cock and hammered her pussy, and she loved it all. Her pussy started fluttering wildly around him and she was producing sweet, soft moans and her eyes were rolling in their sockets. Then she was cuming gently all over his dick.

Dez smiled wickedly and grabbed the backs of her thighs and pushed them till the tops were touching the seat of the couch and her knees were on either side of her face. He pushed himself up on his feet and propped himself on her thighs, as if he was doing press ups. And then he started fucking her in smooth, deep strokes, burying his cock into her hole, pulling out until just the tip remained in her and then pumping it back deep inside her like he was shoving his oiled foot into a tight gum boot. 

"Oh fuck!!!! That's wonderful! I love it! Fuck me! Fuck me!!!!" she cried lustfully.

She licked her digits and started frigging her engorged clit lasciviously, to the rhythm of his hips. He started banging him cock in, deliberately and she went mad with pleasure. The Italian woman threw her head back, and began screaming and bucking violently. 

Dez bit his lower lip and started pounding her for real. He punched her pussy like a punching bag and she started screaming and thrashing about frenziedly, her eyes rolling back into her head. He bit his lips and fucked her harder. Laetitia went crazy as she went tumbling from one shattering orgasm to the next. She cried deliriously as her pussy convulsed powerfully around him.

Dez was incensed by a desire to fuck her even harder. He scooped her up into his arms and held up her cheeks as he walked to the kitchen, fucking her on every step of the way, sometimes stopping just to pump and yank her onto his meat. Laetitia draped her arms weakly around his neck and cried into his shoulders, telling him she was cuming all the time.

Dez laid her on a long kitchen table, and told her to hook her arms around her legs and pull them into her chest. He spread his feet for firm footing, then he grabbed her hips and raised them to line her hole perfectly with his cock. He started jerking her brutally onto his cock as he thrust into her with all his might. Laetitia bawled and started twisting and jerking on the table, arching her back, her face twisted as if in pain. He almost thought he was hurting her, but then she begged him,

"Harder!!! Deeper! Faster!!! Oh yesssss!!!"

he did it and her cries became even louder. He had never fucked a woman so hard in his life, and Laetitia seemed so happy and lucky to be the chosen one. He ripped that pussy and threw her head wildly about as if she needed an exorcist. Finally, she fell back onto the table going all soft, groaning gutturally and writhing weakly. Dez pounded her as hard and fast as he could and then his balls erupted like a volcano. He threw his head back and roared as he came in his first white pussy. She started cumming again, her pussy locking tightly around his meat. He came for what seemed like ages. Then he collapsed on top of her.

She hugged him close and kissed him lovingly.

She told him it was the best fuck of her life. She fed him grapes and licked his dick clean as they relaxed in her living room. Then she blew him one more time.

Aidee returned just after she finished drinking his cum. She was under the impression that Aidee and her husband were paying Dez generously, which wasn't true, but she gave him 300 bucks, as a tip. He hid it in his socks. 

Laetitia's kids found a very happy mom waiting for them. Aidee had taken them to MacDonald's to eat, but their mom was over fed on her favorite snack, a big, hard, throbbing black snake.




The Second Foundation Pt. 01



Chapter 5

He dropped by to see her the following week and Laetitia pouted and told him she hadn't been able to walk properly for three days. He started to apologize but she told him she wanted him to do it again, harder even, if he could. Aidee and her kids were gone for a few minutes when Laetitia went down on her knees and started worshiping his cock with her hands and mouth. 

Dez dropped by and fucked her once per week. Laetitia was a horny, hot blooded mama that loved fucking. But there was something so worshipful and devoted about her attitude to him. Dez realized that if he worked on her, he could make her do anything he wanted. 

He decided to fuck her out of her mind first, before he put the plans that were forming in the back of his mind in motion. Laetitia loved his young, dark, muscular body and he loved her curvy, mature Italian body.

The first thing he did when he got to her place was to tongue kiss her until she was drowsy. She loved it when he crashed her body in his strong, powerful black arms and devoured her small, pouting, pink mouth. Then she would fall on his dick like she hadn't seen one in years and suck him greedily until he came in her mouth. She insisted on drinking him first, before he fucked her at all, and he wasn't complaining. He would then fuck her nice, slow and smooth, in a position where she could see his black cock stretching her pussy, pausing to let her suck her juices off it. He would ride her in all kinds of positions, making her cum again and again. He was glad she was one of those women that could cum again and again. Then he would hammer her brutally and fuck her out of her mind. Laetitia loved that just as much as she loved sucking his dick and balls, and licking every inch of his body.

Once, he dropped by when she had her periods, and he told her he wanted her ass. She was a bit nervous, for her ass was a virgin. She was like, "All right, lets give it a try," but she was blushing profusely as he lubed his cock and her hole very well, loosening her with two thick, long digits. Then he entered her carefully, and fucked her nice and slow. As she loosened up, she started loving feeling his thick, throbbing meat sliding in and out of her hole. She started fucking him back. However, as she came, her ass squeezed so tight and she was like, "No! Its too painful! Take it out!" 

He pulled out and she sucked him voraciously till he came in her mouth. After half an hour, she was game to try it again. After he had fucked her ass on several occasions, she was loving it, and cuming just as much from ass fucking as she did when he used her pussy. Once she got used to him in her tight ass hole, he would lube it and then fuck her rectum, making her scream with joy as he made it his duty to bang her booty. 

Laetitia got all kinky and she would order porn DVDs, all interracial of course and learn new tricks and naughty stuff. They would watch some of it together. Fucking her became an awesome experience for him. She would surprise him with something new and dirty.

She told him she had never felt all that free with her husband, and Aidee had always been in a hurry to fuck her, get his cash and fuck off, like he was scared of her husband. Dez wasn't, and when he came to fuck her, he was down for whatever. 

Some of the dirty videos they watched gave him new, nasty ideas. One day, as she was licking his balls, he pushed his ass down on her face and her tongue strayed into his crack. It felt so good and he loved it so much he told her to lick it. She blushed but swiped his crack with her hot tongue. He loved it even more. She loved anything that made him happy and so she plated his ass with growing vigor, yanking his cheeks out of the way so she could get that black crack. Then she was tonguing his hole and driving him mad. Laetitia became a black crack addict. Dez would sit on her pretty face and get tongued out of his mind. 

Their fucking became raw and went way beyond triple x. Dez couldn't believe the white man was paying him to come and use his wife like such a whore. He never forced her to do anything she didn't want, but some of the stuff was like "Whoa!"

He was sure if any white man saw him doing all of that with the curvaceous white mama they would have lynched his black ass and then begged her to let them do that to her; but she didn't like white men. Anyway, nobody was complaining, least of all Laetitia. 

The hornier and dirtier their fucking got, the more she loved it. In fact, most of the shit was her idea. One day he came in to find her waiting for him in nothing but a split crotch thong, leather boots, make up and a dog leash. She said he could make her crawl around and smack her ass and then sniff his balls and lick them like a dog, and then lick his ass and then he could rape her throat, and fuck her face dizzy, if he wanted to. That was always her way of saying it. "Oh, you can make me do this and that honey, if you want to." What she would really be implying was, "Please make me do this and that baby! I am your fuck slut!" 

Another time, she asked him if he wanted to fuck her on the toilet seat and then pee all over her. He was like, "Why?" She was like, "I just wanna try it. Come on. Just once. Hi hi hi."

He did it. She loved the golden shower, but she rarely let him do that. It was like special cutlery and dishes, to be taken out only on special occasions, when she was feeling like an absolutely horny slut! Dez enjoyed normal sex with her, but he was down for slut fucking her any time. And if he wanted to, he could make her do whatever he wanted. However, he preferred to read her mood, and see if she wanted to be made love to, or slut fucked.

No matter how he fucked her though, Laetitia's most favorite position was on her knees, sucking his dick, straight from his pants, her pussy or her ass, she didn't care. She just wanted it deep in her mouth and in her throat, she didn't care.

Sometimes he never even got around to fucking her for she would just suck him from the moment he arrived to the moment he left, drinking his cum again and again. And he loved it so, sliding his big, black cock into a hot, loving worshipful white mouth. Mmmm!

At first, he fucked Laetitia once week. But she loved it as much as he did and this soon went up to thrice. Dez wasn't complaining, because it sure was more fun than the factory. In the first month, they didn't talk much, they met, drank wine, smoked and fucked, drank wine, fucked again and so on, over and over again. They were both making up for their long interludes, without sex. 

Chapter 6

Laetitia was from a rich family. Most of her friends were rich wives like her and they went shopping and spending money on clothes, cosmetics, surgery, house hold furniture and stuff. They had money and didn't need to work. They had hobbies. Laetitia was proud to be rich and well off, and so proud of the things she had. However, she always sneered at her friends, calling them superficial. 

She had inherited the factory and several other businesses from her parents. Her husband, who came from a rich family that went broke, ran the businesses and she raised their kids. Laetitia said she had been frustrated and on the verge of divorce a 6 years earlier, for her husband rarely spent time at home and the sex life had been all but gone. He had then suggested she take a black lover, his trusted worker, Aidee. Aidee had been a nice, fit, happy young man back then, she said.

"That was the best thing my husband ever did for me. I cant believe I lived so long without a black man in my life!" she told him, between lapping his lolling cock that had just rewarded her mouth with so much cum to drink.

"What is it about black men that you like?"

"They are more man than white guys. They are real, and they are fun, and they are cool. And sexy! And beautiful. I mean, I cant really explain. I had many white lovers before, handsome, even good in bed. But they just don't compare to black men," she told him earnestly. "Instead of the sexiest white man alive, I will take an average black guy any time!" She paused, "You are better than any white man on this planet. Any black man is..."

She punctuated this by sucking his dick into her mouth and keeping it there.

Chapter 7

Dez knew that Laetitia was just looking for a handsome young black guy who could fuck her good and give her some fun. But he noticed that she was devoted to him. She loved to submit to him. And the longer and the better he fucked her, the more of a hold he had over her. Furthermore, he noticed she was lonely and felt unappreciated by her husband.

He decided that he should win her affection, for she could help him. And he liked her anyway. 

Dez made it his task to woo her and win her heart. He fucked her good and treated her very nice, making her compliments, bringing her little gifts, making her laugh, and slowly he started making her open up and talk about herself. She started looking forward to seeing him even more and he could tell she really felt good around him.

He saw that Laetitia was growing very fond of him, and not just his cock. She bought him a cell phone and she would call regularly and chat with him, telling him about her day, her thoughts, blah, blah, blah. Then she would get into dirty talk. 

At first they would hang around her house, in between fucking, and lie in each other's arms, chatting. Then he asked her to introduce him to her kids. At first, Laetitia was hesitant. He pretended to sulk and then she introduced Dez to her kids. She said he was a family friend. The kids warmed up to Dez fast and he played with them, and smiled inside as he saw Laetitia smiling at them. He insisted that when he came around, they all spend an hour with the kids before they went away, with Aidee or the maid. She agreed, and they would go out and eat ice together or something. 

After he had been fucking her for two months and he could see she really liked him, he expressed a wish to have her all to himself for a full week end, at some nice place, out of town, where they didn't have to worry about people she knew. He told her not to tell Aidee and the boss that it was his idea, but to sell it as her own. Laetitia liked the idea. Aidee and the Boss were not too chaffed, but she had her way. 

She left her kids with her husband and she and Dez drove to Venice and spent a romantic, fun and fuck filled week end there. They went out to dance and eat and did some sight seeing and had loads of fun. Dez held her hand, cuddled her, kissed her in public and made her feel beautiful and loved. The week end turned into four days. Dez knew Aidee and the Boss would not like that, but he made her call home and pretend to be sick. Then he also called Aidee complaining about being bored and that she was sick, with a cold and a running stomach and being all rude and cheeky with him and he wanted to leave her there. Aidee laughed his head off and told him he had to stay with her or else.

They had such a beautiful time, really. Dez enjoyed himself and he made Laetitia feel so happy. She grew so attached to him. He also made her do many dirty, nasty things, like blowing him in the toilet of a disco and then he fucked her in a sex cinema. She was like, "No! We cant do that" Then she would do it enthusiastically. Generally, he made sure he fucked her nice and long five times a day. 

When they returned, she started complaining about her relationship with her husband, for she did not feel loved by him and he was rarely at home. Dez hinted at her that he had heard rumors that the guy might be gay or bi.

"No wonder he is not interested in sex with me and never was! I will divorce that ass fucker and kick him out."

Dez told her to chill until he found out more.

One day, as they lay in her marital bed, all covered in sweat after a shattering fuck session, he cuddled her close and told her he was getting very fond of her, but promised that he would always respect the fact that she was married and a mother, adding in a soft voice that he missed her often and life wasn't fun without her. He said that he wished he could do normal stuff with her, like they had done in Venice, going for walks, going out to eat, or dance, or simply spending time together, outside.

"I would love to go out somewhere with you, my beauty..."

"I am not beautiful, I am short and thick and too old for you," she said, fishing for compliments.

"The old chicken makes the best soup," he chuckled and kissed her. "No, you are not old. I mean, you are older than me, but I like you so much. And I feel so happy around you. And you are beautiful. I mean, you should know how sexy I find you..." He put her hand over his cock and she started stroking it and felt him grow hard.

"But I understand though that we cant be seen in public. We have to think about your husband."

"Fuck him. I don't care what he thinks!" she sneered. "He probably only married me for my money. He doesn't make me feel as good as you do. He hardly even spends time with the kids."

"Can I please get to know them. I mean, they seem like nice kids."

Then he got her to take him out to some places for lunch, and then this extended to swims, cinema and other things. She would send her kids off with someone and they would have a whole day to themselves. 

Laetitia liked to dress elegantly, always in very high heels, and she wore tonnes of jewelery and thick, rich perfume and put on so much make up she looked like a sweet doll. At first, she was kind of stiff around him in public, worried that they might run into people she knew. But eventually, the married woman let him put her arm on his elbow and allowed him to kiss and hug her in public. Dez asked her if she wasn't worried about her husband and she only snickered, like, "Fuck him."

He noticed that some Italian yobos didn't like that too much, seeing a rich white woman with a handsome young brother. They would sneer like their name was Benito.

Chapter 8

Aidee was not pleased when he realized that Laetitia was getting fond of Dez. He warned him to just concentrate on fucking her but nothing else, ah ah, no way. Or he would disappear. Dez lied and said she was only trying to get him jealous, for she was still in love with Aidee. Aidee laughed and said the fat pig could just forget it. Dez told Laetitia not to tell her husband or Aidee anything nice about him, or what they did or he would get in shit.

Aidee was warming up to Dez because Dez always was polite and he acted like he was dumb, loyal and grateful. Dez realized that the guy was lonely. Aidee looked down on other black people, but the white guys he so eagerly wanted to accepted from didn't quite like him. He would sometimes complain to Dez saying that he was fed up with being treated as if his money was not as good as a white man's. Dez didn't know any white Italians and so he couldn't say much. He just thought Aidee was a fool, and he wished he could really fuck him up one day, but he was patient.

Aidee started making him run errands for him and Dez got to know more about the guys business. Several times, Aidee sent him to drop stuff at his girlfriend, Maria's place. He always warned Dez not to try anything funny and always called to make sure the guy didn't stay there long. Maria was very friendly to Dez and she was such a flirt. The tall, slim, sexy, curvy mama would hit him with flirtatious, dirty talk. Dez didn't want shit with Aidee and he would leave fast, though he wanted to stay and find out if she was just all talk. 

One evening, Aidee came to Dez and told him to shave and dress up real nicely. Then he drove him to the office of their boss, in the affluent city center. It was in the evening and all the stuff were gone. 

Dez and Aidee joined Marco, the Italian boss and the handsome, young black man Dez had seen Marco with at the restaurant. All four of them sat in the large, posh office, sinking into leather chairs around Marco's mahogany desk. Marco poured them all Scotch on the rocks. Then he told Dez that he was going to handle something very important for them and he better not fuck up. Dez and the young man, who was introduced as Fred, were given the photo of an Italian couple. He wore a Labor Police Uniform and she wore a dark blue, regular Police Uniform. The guy was in his mid forties, and had blond hair and looked like Maldini, the foot ball player, tall, lean and handsome, with long, dark hair. The woman was in her mid thirties. She was pretty and sexy.

"That is Paolo and Donna," Marco said. "We are going to meet them tonight. Fred, you know what to do," Fred nodded and smiled. Marco nodded at Dez. "You, my dear are going to fuck this lucky woman."

"Why?" Dez asked.

"You don't need to know. You will take this bag," Aidee handed him a sports bag and gave Fred a similar one. There was a camera hidden inside a secret compartment at the bottom of each bag. A hole was cut into the bag to for the lens. Aidee showed him how start it and how to point it.

"You need to place it so you catch the action. Put it on a table. The lens is set on wide, you just place it at the end of the room, say on a table and you get the whole room. We want you to fuck her like a slut and film everything. Make her do that freaky shit you have been doing with Laetitia." Aidee, Marco and Fred laughed heartily.

"What! You filmed us?"

"Only once. Just to make sure you were earning your money. Now, you are gonna fuck Donna. She is hot, isn't she?"

"Are you guys crazy? You want to black mail cops! This is dangerous man. If they find out..."

"Make sure they don't find out. Fred, you know what to do with Paolo," Fred nodded and then Marco continued to Dez... "Desmond, you need to fuck Donna like a slut, a dirty, black cock slut! Fuck her mouth and shoot it all over her face. Make her eat your ass, and fuck her ass too. We need it to be so embarrassing she wont ever want it to come out. The same with you Fred."

"Why do you wanna blackmail cops?" Dez asked.

"Boy, don't ask questions!" Aidee sneered. "Do as you are told, or else," Aidee said ominously.

"Oh, there is no harm in letting him know Aidee. Paolo is the son of my dad's friend. I watched him grow up, and we helped him rise through the ranks. Donna used to be a cop. She rose fast through the ranks, got moved to the Labor Cops and is now heading the section in charge of our district. Paolo is her husband, and her overall boss. She was playing ball nicely at first, but she is getting greedy. She and Paolo have developed a taste for a very lavish lifestyle and they sniff too much cocaine and are getting big headed. Its that bitch's fault. She thinks she is special just because she got two big breasts implanted on her flat chest. And Paolo has forgotten where he came from. They keep asking for more money or they will bust us. And they don't play. Donna bust two factories that wouldn't play ball already and they were shut down. It was on the news."

"Greedy pigs. Why cant we just get them hit?" Aidee asked. 

"Gees! Aidee you are so fucking dumb!" Marco snickered at him. "You don't hit cops, coz they will bust everyone in revenge." 

"You are bribing cops!" Dez exclaimed. 

"Boy don't be silly. You reckon the cops just don't know that there are illegal immigrants working in the place?" Marco sneered.

"But, that's corruption!"

"So?"

Aidee, Marco and Fred laughed heartily.

"The boy is so naive!" Aidee laughed. "Don't be fooled by white men in suits and ties, Desmond! Europe is the place where corruption was invented my friend."

"But there are rules too. And Donna and Paolo are breaking them. Therefore we need to teach them a lesson. They wont want their workmates and friends and family to see them getting fucked by niggers!"

Dez gasped as Marco said the n word. But Fred and Aidee didn't care. Marco noticed Dez' discomfort. He patted his shoulder.




The Second Foundation Pt. 01



"Desmond, you my dear will fuck that slut like the slut she is. I mean, if you don't do it..." Marco shrugged.

"So, I just walk up to her and seduce her or what?"

"It is their anniversary in a week. We are giving them an early present at their house. Paolo and I go way back, so he wont suspect a thing. We are having supper and drinks at their place this evening. Now, we will give them the cash they are demanding, loads to drink and sniff. Then you guys will take care of them."

"So, she will just fuck me with her husband around?"

"Paolo has a tender side, trust me, I know. I helped him get started."

"Tender side?"

Dez was puzzled, but the three guys laughed. 

"Aidee you were right, the boy is dumb." Marco stated. "He goes both ways, he likes women and men. Black men. Donna doesn't know yet, at least that's what he told me. He flies to Brazil to satisfy his dark craving. I am sure once his inhibitions are down from the booze and coke, he wont be able to resist Freddie here, and his nice, big, black cock." Marco affectionately stroked Fred's shoulder. Fred smiled. "And as for Donna, she used to date a black guy. Paolo told me that her superiors told her to quit it or she would never get promoted. Now, you know, once you go black, there is no going back. You know that from my wife, don't you? By the way, thanks for fucking her, my boy. Since you started giving her your black cock, she leaves me in peace."

All three guys laughed heartily.

"Now, lets get ourselves in the mood for the party." Marco produced an envelope containing some powder and cut eight lines, then he folded a bill and sniffed two. Aidee did the same and so did Fred.

"What's that?" Dez asked.

"Its cocaine, you ignorant chap. Take it."

"That's a dangerous drug, isn't it?"

The three guys laughed.

"Its a fun drug boy. You have to take it or they might get suspicious. Just put the bill to your nose and inhale sharply. Close the other nostril! Gees! Don't exhale, inhale, you dummy! You are wasting good stuff. Cut him two more lines Aidee!"

Dez finally got it right.

They went through their plan. Marco finished by saying, 

"In fact, the best thing would be if you could get them both to suck you guys off, passing those nice, big, black cocks back and forth."

"I wont let a man touch me!" Dez said.

"You are narrow minded. You need to be a smart hustler like Freddie here. He will fuck anything, if the price is right. Ain't that right, Fred!"

Dez was in a state of shock about the whole thing, but he could tell Aidee, Marco and Fred were not doing it for the first time. Those corrupt guys were hard cases.

Fred and Dez were then sent to the reception, each with a glass of scotch, so that Aidee and Marco could discuss some business. Fred was in his mid twenties, tall, lean, muscular, dark and handsome. He walked with grace, like a dancer. He looked good in a dark Armani suit and open white shirt. He wore an expensive watch and platinum chain around his neck. The two of them sat next to each other and chatted. Fred told Dez he had come over to study dance and decided to stay. Dez couldn't quite place his accent. When he asked him where he was from, the guy said Africa.

"Don't you feel weird about this thing here?"

"The money I am getting is great man. Its all about the cash!" 

"Are you gay?"

"No! White guys like my body and my cock. They pay me good to fuck their faces and asses. But I don't suck them or let them fuck me. I am not like Aidee!" he snickered.

"Aidee? Does he..."

"Go and peep in. Why do you think they sent us out."

Dez listened and thought he heard loud, funny noises. He went quietly to peep in through the key hole. He was shocked, to see Aidee fucking their Italian boss, old Marco, in the face. He couldn't believe it. The Italian was on his knees sucking Aidee. Dez reeled with shock and disgust and went back to his seat. Fred rolled with laughter, fighting to stifle his voice.

"Man, that look on your face is worth a million bucks," he laughed, slapping his knee.

"Is he gay?"

"He is a hustler. Look, you either slave for these guys doing cheap labor. Or you fuck them and get more money. Don't act innocent. You are fucking Marco's wife. What is the difference to fucking her white ass or a white man's ass."

"Its disgusting! I cant believe Aidee!"

After a while, Dez went to look again, just to be sure. And he got even more shocked. The Italian was now fucking Aidee's face. Those guys were sucking each other's cocks. To make that even more fucked up, he peeped in again, and saw those guys taking turns fucking each other up the ass. Fred laughed so hard at Dez' confusion and disgust. When Marco and Aidee finally came out, Dez played dumb as the fat guy mumbled something about a very long meeting. 

"Meating, you mean!" Dez felt like saying, but he didn't He was glad Aidee was generally not into shaking hands.

But he just couldn't believe it. He saw only two reasons for Aidee's actions, the Judas was greedy for money, and he worshiped white people, and therefore wanted some white in him. Damn!

Dez shook his head. These guys were exploiting black people and busy sucking and fucking each other. Motherfucker!

Dez had a nightmare, imagining that his life would take the course of Aidee's. Hell no!

Chapter 9

They drove to a liquor store and Marco bought several bottles of expensive spirits. Then they drove to a posh neighborhood and the outskirts of town. They went inside. 

Paolo opened the door and he and Marco hugged and kissed each other on the cheeks like old friends. The tall, handsome Italian was dressed in an double-breasted jacket, open shirt and pants. He was reeking of expensive cologne and he wore a gold chain around his neck and gold earrings Dez noticed him giving him and Fred the quick look over. Something about his look told him Marco was right. The guy was into men, black men.

They found Donna in the living room. She looked even better than on the photo. Donna was tall, with a very pretty, angular, long face, intelligent, cunning hazel eyes, and a pretty, long nose. Her brows were trimmed and penciled sexily, describing long, sexy arches. Her eyelids had dark shadow and her eyes were lined. She looked like a cross between a sweet angel and dark predator. She was in a sexy, long, close fitting, elegant, dark evening dress, long at the back and short at the front, with strips of glitter. It had a deep, plunging front, held together by a short, gold chain just below her thick, proud, round breasts. The dress flowed sexily on her slender, slim body. She wore high heeled shoes and dark, smoky stockings. She had a nice curve to her hip and her dress cupped her small, round ass sexily. Her perfume was rich and nice.

Her smile was heart melting and she greeted them warmly. Like her husband, she gave Dez and Fred a quick look over.

When he looked at the pretty, delicate creature and her handsome husband, it was hard to believe that these two were corrupt, cocaine sniffing officials.

The place was nicely and expensively furnished. A tasty dinner was served, steak, potatoes, with a tasty vegetable salad. Marco chatted amicably with the couple as they ate and drank red wine. They finished off with a tasty ice cream dessert.

Marco and Paolo went way back and they got deep into conversation. Aidee was hanging on like Marco's sidekick, smiling stupidly. Dez was sitting to one side of Donna and Fred was on the other. After several glasses of wine, Donna started chatting to them both, getting flirtatious, pushing out her d-cups and mesmerizing them with her beautiful eyes. She had a cool, sexy, dark voice. Fred had studied in Denmark, and spoke little Italian and she spoke no English, so she concentrated on Dez. 

Dez knew his duty was to seduce her, so he started some light conversation, giving her a rehearsed lie that he and Fred were dancers at some music theater and friends of Aidee's. Fred was really a dancer anyway, and Donna bought it and it excited her. She said she would come and see them dance some time. He soon had her laughing to his jokes. She had a deep, sexy, hearty laugh. And she was eying him like a predator and he had a feeling she was undressing him with her eyes. As they chatted, Dez noticed that her husband also kept smiling at him and Fred. Fred was returning the guy's smiles.

After supper, they retired to the living room and started drinking rum or whiskey cocktails, with cool music playing in the background. Donna sat on a one seater and Dez sat on a three seater, with Fred in the middle and Paolo sat on the other side. Aidee and Marco sat together on a smaller couch.

Marco took out a fat envelop and gave it to Paolo. He passed it to Donna, who took it and disappeared. Dez guessed it contained loads of cash. She came back smiling like a million bucks after some minutes.

"Now, I have a couple of presents for you two love birds. An early present, for your anniversary," Marco announced and took out a second envelope. He passed it to Paolo, who looked inside and smiled. Then he nodded at Dez and Fred.

"Oh, don't be paranoid. They are good boys. And they are dancers. No harm in them. In fact, they ride that white horse too."

"You know each other long?" Donna asked, eying Marco intently.

"I have known Desmond for a year. And Fred for two. In fact, you could say we know each other very well..." he chuckled dirtily. Fred chuckled too.

"You naughty old dog," Paolo chuckled dirtily. 

"Lets have a little party. Maybe Fred and Dez can show us some dance moves," Marco said and got up to search for some music CDs.

"But not a word to anybody guys. All right?" Paolo said sternly to the two.

He got a little mirror, a blade and a bill and poured some powder and cut it into many neat lines. He sniffed two and passed it to Marco.

"Ladies first!" Marco said.

"No. You go first!"

"Suspicious, aren't we?" Marco chuckled and sniffed two lines. He passed it to Aidee who sniffed too. After Freddie, Donna nodded at him. 

"I prefer weed," he said.

"Everybody is taking it or the party is over!" she said firmly, even as she smiled beautifully.

He shrugged and sniffed the two lines like it was an every day thing. The sharpness of the powder as it hit nostrils surprised him. He leaned back and rubbed his nose, sniffing, as he saw everyone else do.

Then Donna went last. She sniffed like a pro.

"So, you prefer weed huh? Lemme see if I can help you."

She returned with several fat joints in a cigarette box. Dez took one and fired it up. Fred and Aidee also did so, and Donna took one as well. The drinks flowed freely and as he hit the middle of the blunt, the coke was passed around again.

Dez was feeling the effect of the white powder. His pupils were dilated, his heart was beating fast, and he felt like he was on an adrenaline high. His skin was all prickly and sensitive.

As the blunts roached, Fred then removed his jacket as Marco turned up the music and Aidee moved the table out of the way. Freddy danced to a Ragga song and as he watched him move, Dez knew he had to be from the Caribbean He moved like magic, and sex on two feet. He went through some light moves at first, and it looked so easy but so hot. Then Fred really got to shaking his ass and winding his hips. Everybody was impressed. All the three whites were drooling. Dez watched them out of the corners of their eyes and saw that Marco, Paolo and Donna looked like they wanted to pounce on the handsome, sexy black dancer.

After several drinks and blunts and lines, the voices in the room were very loud. They were all drunk and high.

The coke went around again. Dez passed this time. Donna came and sat on the arm of the couch besides him, resting her cheek inches from his arm. She leaned back and he felt her thick breast touching his shoulder lightly. 

She sipped her rum cocktail and then picked up Dez' chin with her digit and made him look up. Her eyes were shining with mischief, excitement and wildness. She was very drunk and high and seemed a bit restless, like she had too much energy and adrenaline. 

"When are you going to dance for me?" she cooed.

"Oh, I sprained my knee. Its not that bad but I gotta take it easy. I cant dance at the moment. I'd look like I had two left feet," he chuckled. 

"Then be a darling and go and mix me another cocktail. 60% rum, sixty juice. And five cubes."

"120% huh!"

"Its a big glass and I am a big girl."

Dez went and got her drink and refilled his as well as the others snorted another line. He settled under Donna's armpit and she moved her body to the music, rubbing her breast softly against his shoulder. The drug was getting her all excited now and he could tell she was horny. She was leering at him openly. And Paolo was getting real cozy with Fred. Paolo spoke some English and he was saying he wanted dancing lessons. Fred said any time, and told Paolo he was handsome and had the sexy body of a dancer too. Dez saw the white guy blush and smile happily.

Donna put on a salsa song and asked Dez to dance with her. She pulled him to his feet and the tall, lean, supple woman took his left hand in hers, put her left on his hip and pulled him close, pushing her thick tits into his chest. She led. Donna was real slender, but she wasn't fragile. In fact, she was strong and super fit, he realized as he held her close. And she could dance Salsa very well. She was drunk, high and horny though. She started rubbing her hips into his and as caressed his back. Dez stroked her hip and when his hand strayed to cup a soft, round ass cheek, she smiled, winked and pressed closer to him, rubbing her cunt into his cock. 

Dez was surprised when he realized that his dick was rock hard. He wondered was it just her or the drug. She didn't seem to mind, in fact, she started grinding into him. Dez escaped her mesmerizing eyes for a second and saw that Paolo was dancing with Fred. Fred was holding the white guy's left and had his own left on his hip and he was showing him how to roll his hips.

"Yeah! Just like that baby! That's sexy. Go on white boy!" he heard Fred say and chuckle. 

Aidee and Marco didn't dance. In fact, Aidee was promoted to DJ and he would cheer and clap and whistle as well.

After they danced two songs, Donna wanted to switch. She danced with Fred and Dez had to dance with Paolo. The horny, high white guy put one hand on his hip and the other on his shoulder and Dez did the same. Paolo started stroking and caressing him and even tried to rub hips with him. Dez returned his smile, but kept away from the guy's hard cock. He was relieved when the song was over.

As they took their seats, Donna returned to sit on the arm of the couch next to Dez, resting her soft, warm ass against his arm. She placed her elbow on his shoulder and leaned into him. Then after a while, the drunk, horny woman started stroking the back of his neck lightly.

"Oh guys, Aidee and I have an early meeting we have to go. DO you guys have to wake up early too?" Marco asked Fred.

"No man. We are dancers, we have rehearsals at five in the afternoon."

"You lucky, lazy buggers. Well, if you guys wanna party some more with these guys, I can lend you some money for a cab. If that's OK, Paolo and Donna."

"Yes! Stay guys, come on! Stay and lets have some fun!" Donna said, stroking the back of Dez' head.

"Yes guys! Come on. Don't be spoilsports!" Paolo said, rubbing Fred's shoulder.

"All right. Lets stay huh, Fred."

"Yeah!"

"Well, come and get your bags from my car then." Marco said. Marco and Aidee said warm good byes and then Dez walked out with them. Aidee switched on the cameras and warned Dez not to fuck up. Or else. He made the gesture of slitting his throat silently.

Chapter 10

As he carried the bags inside, Dez was now looking forward to really slut fucking Donna. The coke was making him horny and aggressive. But it wasn't just that. He hated everything these people stood for. Corrupt cops, taking bribes, living in luxury whilst brothers slaved. 

He didn't give a fuck about the tape. He just wanted to punish Donna. He had been taught all his life that Europe was civilized. Now, he was pissed to see that it was all a lie. He hated these decadent hypocrites. This couple were cops, yet they were corrupt, they took drugs and the guy loved cock! He couldn't stand them. He wanted to ravish and punish that pretty white chick, that hypocrite with the big, fat fake tits, that had stopped dating a brother just to get promoted so she could be corrupt and dirty. He would show her. His cock got so hard.

As he got inside, Marco and Donna were sandwiching Fred and dancing with him, stroking his body and grinding their hips into him. As Donna saw the bags, her eyes narrowed.

"Search those bags Paolo."

"Gees! Don't be paranoid!"

"Do it. One can never be too careful," she said firmly.

Paolo searched the bags but found nothing except some sweat soaked, sports clothes, leopard loin clothes and loads of make up.

"You guys wear make up?" he giggled drunkenly.

"Its for the show we are doing, an African. We wear African warrior clothes and war paintings," Dez said.

"Put it on! I wanna see it!" Donna squealed, back to her drunk, high, excited self.

"You guys are cops huh? Tell you what, you put on your cop uniforms and handcuffs, we will put on the warrior stuff. Deal?"

"What!" Paolo exclaimed.

"deal! Come on Paolo!" Donna said excitedly. "I wanna see African warriors!" she squealed.

Dez and Fred were shown to a guest room and then Donna and her husband disappeared into their bedroom. The black guys stripped off their clothes and tied the leopard skin loincloths that Fred had brought from his work with him. They were small and hardly covered their crotches. Dez then painted both them both like warriors, drawing white, red and black lines on their faces, necks, chests and thighs. He knew how to do that from back home.

"Damn!" Fred laughed, looking at their reflections. "Those honkies are gonna love us. Take off your undies."

"You crazy!"

"We are here to fuck them and get the cash boy! Don't forget!"

"This is crazy!" Dez gasped. "This is sin and corruption my man." He took off his undies. His cock was hard from the coke and the excitement and so was Fred's. It pushed against his loin cloth and just stayed under it.

"Welcome to Babylon," Fred laughed.

"You are West Indian, right?"

"Man! West yes. But I am not an Indian. I am an African, they stole me away. And every white ass and mouth I fuck is my revenge. Especially when its a white man's. We will have to split them up. First at least. I will take Paolo elsewhere and fuck him. You fuck Donna in the living room. She is drunk and high and she wants your dark meat. Come on, lets go fuck those bitches."

They went back to the living room. Dez put his bag on a small table where it didn't look suspicious. After a couple of minutes, Paolo and Donna walked in. Dez almost expected them to say, "Raise your hands and go up against the wall."

They were now both donning dark blue pants uniforms of the Italian Police. Their long hair was tucked in under caps. Donna had her handcuffs too. She had refurbished her make up and her lips were a glossy red.

She gave a mock salute. Then she squealed, gazing at the two dark, muscular black men, naked except for tiny, leopard loin skins around their hips. And the paintings on their faces, powerful chests and big thighs.

"This is so good! Oh my gosh! Aren't they sexy Paolo!" she squealed.

"They are!" her husband rasped.

Donna made a bee line for Dez and started stroking his dark, powerful muscles, tracing the paintings. She was horny and ready to fuck. They smoked another set of blunts and sniffed two more lines each. 

Then Donna put on a song and pulled Dez to her. She started dancing with him, grabbing his muscles and rubbing her hips against his.




The Second Foundation Pt. 01



Dez looked over her shoulder and saw her husband dancing with Fred. Fred put his hand on Paolo's ass and squeezed and pulled him to his hard cock. The Italian shuddered and started grinding his hips into the black man's. He laid his head on Fred's chest. Dez saw Fred whispering something to the guy.

Then Dez felt Donna supping his ass and squeezing so he grabbed hers and squeezed. She never noticed that her husband was getting funky with the black guide or she didn't care. She laid her head on his chest, moaning as they dry humped each other.

As the song ended, Paolo said,

"Hey honey, I am going to show Fred here around the house a bit. See you in a sec."

"See you later honey!" she said without looking or she might have seen Fred take her husband's white hand in his black one and lead him out. Fred winked at Dez as he walked out.

The moment they were gone, Dez pulled Donna real close and squeezed her ass cheeks. She shuddered and he rasped,

"Fuck! You are so sexy, Donna! I would love to be pulled over by you!"

"You are so sexy too, my black warrior. I would love to get lost in the jungle and be over powered and taken hostage by you," she rasped back, her honey colored eyes shined with lust and arousal into his.

"Mmmm!" Dez yanked her onto his hard cock and kissed her mouth. She pulled back and rasped,

"My husband!"

"I asked Fred to keep him away a bit. He was drunk anyway. He will probably fall asleep soon. Get this black warrior, you white cop!"

Dez fell all over Donna. He was feeling very sexually aggressive and he wanted to fuck the white cop. He wedged his hand between her cheeks and squeezed her crack as his other hand reached up to cup a big, soft breast and fondle it. She shivered. Then he pushed her Police cap back with his forehead and attacked her mouth. He kissed her fiercely, forcefully. She resisted for a few seconds and then she yielded and opened her mouth. He tongued her aggressively, shoving his thick tongue and running wild in her mouth. She cried softly and then she started sucking on his tongue.

"That#s it Donna. I know you wanna fuck me! Now get this black man meat! You deserve it, you hot white slut cop!"

"Oh!!!!!!!!!" was all she rasped and then she hugged him tightly as she kissed him greedily and ground her body fiercely into his. Then she raised a long, slender leg and hooked her foot around the back of his knee as she threw her pussy on his cock. Dez shoved a hand down her cop pants and felt her tiny thong and smooth, round ass cheeks. He slid his index into her hot crack and the rest of his digits grabbed an ass cheek and pumped it. Donna cried and then she yanked up his loin skin.

"You are wearing nothing underneath!" she gasped and giggled dirtily.

"I got nothing to hide. Grab that dick!"

She grabbed as ass cheek in one hand as the other snatched his thick, long hard cock and she started pumping and squeezing it as they kissed with a vengeance. Dez popped her shirt buttons open and she wasn't wearing a bra. A big, creamy tit fell into his palm. He never would have guessed it was fake. It felt so good to squeeze it and stroke her thick nipple. He dove down and ate her tits voraciously, licking, lapping and sucking the orbs and the deep valley between them. Donna cried and slapped an arm around his thick neck, to yank him to her breasts as she pumped his cock with her other hand. He sucked on her nipples, bit them, spat on them and sucked on them again. She cried and started rubbing his cock feverishly between her legs. 

Dez kept a nipple trapped in his mouth as he ripped her pants open. She gasped and tried to pull away, but he held her in place and chewed on her nipple and she started stroking his cock again. Her handcuffs jingled as he lowered her pants to halfway down her hips. Donna was left in a tiny, black lace thong. He shoved his hand down into her crack at the back as his other hand grabbed her pussy. He cupped and squeezed it hard. She shuddered and started licking and kissing the top of his head. He released it and started pumping it, rubbing his digits into her hot, wet crease. Her panties got wet. 

Feeling like a horny beast, he yanked her panties to the side and eased his digits onto her pussy. The sides and the lips were shaved clean and they were soaking wet. He stroked her gash and she cried in a quavering voice. He eased his middle finger into her hot, wet opening and it was sucked in. 

"No!" she gasped frantically, but never stopped stroking his cock.

"Yes!!!" he rasped and started finger fucking her clutching, slippery, wet hole. 

"Ah-hahhhhhhh!!!" she cried started fucking his hand.

Dez pulled his digit out and it was shiny. He brought it to her mouth and shoved it in. She cried as she clamped her lips around it and started sucking it feverishly, bobbing her head like it was a cock. He looked into her face and it was a mask of pure arousal. Dez fingered her again and let her taste it. Then he finger fucked her with two digits, wriggling and twisting them, rubbing her g-spot as his palm slapped into her moans and she kissed him fiercely, squeezing his dick so hard with her hand and jerking it hard and fast. Then her pussy was contracting around his digits and she was bucking wildly. She jammed her eyes shut, threw her head back, and cried at the ceiling as she came. He had to snake his other arm around her or she would have toppled back wards. As it was he held her up and fingered her hole in a blur, and she fought to stifle her agonized cries of joy. Then she flopped into his arms, heaving and moaning.

Dez pulled his digits out of her. 

"That was awesome!" she rasped. "I never came so fast and so hard in my life! Do you think they heard?"

"They have only been gone a minute. Don't worry, Fred will give us at least 15 minutes. I told him to smoke a joint with Paolo"

"You are a rogue!"

"I am horny for you, you nasty, dirty cop! Show me how nasty you can get. Unless you plan on just holding that dick in your hands forever!"

They both looked down at her pale, dainty hand holding his thick, turgid black cock. He rasped and she moaned. He pushed her down to her haunches and she found herself face to face with his cock. He arranged her so the camera had a nice side profile of her. She was gazing at his cock with pure, carnal greed as she stroked it.

"Its a nice, big, manly black cock!" she gasped in a thick voice.

"Get that black dick, Donna. Get it while you can!" he pushed it at her lips.

"Paolo!!!"

"Fuck Paolo!"

"Fuck! This is so tempting!" she raised, as she peeled the foreskin back and sniffed in his male muskiness. She swallowed her drool and exhaled her hot breath on it. 

There was something worshipful in her aroused gaze as she gazed at his black cock and stroked it. 

"I haven't seen one of these in years! Gosh! How much I have missed black men!" she rasped softly.

Then, as if in a trance, she pulled his big, veined black cock to her mouth and started lapping it like an ice cream cone. She wet her lips with her drool and smeared her lips into it and kissed it, sucking on the soft, silky skin of the throbbing head. She started moaning as she wrapped her tongue around the thick, engorged head. And then she gave a mew, like a cat and slowly draped her red lips over the dark dick head. Her red lips stretched around him, engulfing him in a wonderful, hot wetness.

"Yeah! That's right Donna. Get that big, fucking black cock! You horny Italian slut cop! Look up at me when you suck my black cock, you white slut!" 

She moaned as she looked up at him, her eyes wide open and shiny. He stroked her hair like, "Well done kid!" and she moaned and rubbed her head against his big hand. Then she slid an arm around his hip, to cup and stroke his ass cheek as her lips and tongue worked on the big, dark, helmet shaped head. She was moaning with relish and shuddering as she sucked it, lapped it, and massaged it with her tongue. Then she sucked it in further and started sucking it hard, releasing it, swiveling around it, stroking the underside with her tongue, torturing the sensitive nerve endings. His hips twitched and he started gasping, gazing at the white woman working magic on him. Her eyes twinkled up at him and she smiled around his cock. Then she pulled her drooling mouth off it with a loud, wet pop and gasped, gazing at it and stroking it lovingly with her soft slippery hand.

"I love your cock! Gosh! I really do!"

"It loves your mouth too!" he rasped. "Take this big fucking black cock deep inside your mouth and suck it like I know you can baby!"

"Mmmmm!" was all she moaned as she vacuumed him inside again. Then she started bobbing smoothly, jerking him, pulling more and more into her mouth as she sucked him so hard, her long tongue lapping the underside constantly. 

"Yeah. Get that dick honey. Get that big fucking black cock!" Dez rasped.

He cupped the back of her head and started pumping her onto his cock as his hips pumped to meet her and send his dick deeper into her mouth.

"Ohhhh-aaaaah!" she moaned deeply around a mouthful of black dick and started bobbing her head, sucking greedily.

She pulled back and drooled copiously onto his meat, then she rubbed it in, making his dark meat gleam. 

"Mmmm! Its so beautiful! A nice, big, beautiful black cock!"

She smeared her lips onto the tip and sucked so hard his dick literary shot into her mouth. She gave a soft, deep, prolonged moan of relish as her soft, drooling lips sank down on him till he was at the back of her throat. 

"Go down on that dick! Show me how deep you can take it! You can do it ain't nothing to it!"

he pulled her onto his meat by the back of her head, grinding it into her throat. Then Donna seemed to just get all feverish and cock crazy. She gave a sharp grunt and bore down on him ferociously as she rolled her head madly and ground his spongy head into the back of her mouth like she wanted to force his dick into her head for the ultimate black cock brain fuck!

Then she sank her digits into his ass cheek and yanked him to her mouth as she started throwing her head at him in short, hard, fast bobs, snatching breath through her flared nostrils as she produced loud, wet slurps in the back of her mouth and it was beautiful. His hips shuddered as he went mad with pleasure. He grabbed her head and yanked her to his meat, banging his cock into the back of her mouth like he wanted to knock her out. She sucked him voraciously, grunting and groaning. Then she grabbed both his cheeks, sank her talons into them and yanked him hard to her mouth, forcing his thick meat into her throat. 

"Ahh hahh hah hahhhhhhhh!!!!" he groaned as she squeezed him into her hot, tight, slippery throat.

"Aghrrrr!!!!! Aghrrrr!!!! Aghrrrr!!!! Aghrrrr!!!!!" she gurgled as she fucked him frenziedly with her throat, her gaping lips drooling copiously. It felt so good he never wanted it to end. But then she suddenly convulsed hard like she wanted to vomit. She shot off his cock and sat back on her heels, gasping for breath and collecting the drool hanging from her lips and chin in long, shiny strands She wrapped them around her digits and used them to stroke his cock and get it wetter.

"Watch out baby! Its a big, black cock! Its dangerous!"

"I want it! Ohhh! I want it so!"

"Then get it! But get these big balls first!"

Dez wrapped his index and thumb around his nut sack and held it up for her. She moaned and dove at it, lapping and sucking, vacuuming his balls into her mouth and massaging them with her tongue, making him gasp. He rolled his hips from side to side and rubbed his nuts onto her pink lips. Then he made her stick her tongue out and slapped it with his cock, making her spit fly. She chased after it and tried to catch it!

"Hold on, you greedy whore! Purse those pretty lips together and lemme smack them!"

he smacked her lips, then her cheeks and chin with it, producing loud, meaty slaps. Then he pushed it back into her hungry mouth!"

"All right, you slut cop! Suck it and make it blast. Suck that black cock like you love it. Show me how much it means to you!"

She vacuumed him in and then she started power stroking his cock with both hands, double fisting him as she worked on the first third of his cock, sucking him hard and bobbing her head furiously, making him gasp as sharp sensations went shooting through his dick to the rest of his body. 

He grabbed her head in both hands and pumped his hips ferociously, sending his meat hurtling into her wonderful oral cavern. She dropped his cock and wrapped her arms around his hips, yanking him to her as she fucked his dick with her mouth only. The white girl looked like she was propping herself up on his huge, engorged cock. And she was so greedy for it it was pathetic. He knew those jerks would love the tape. He pulled out of her mouth, grabbed her head, tilted her face and slapped it with his cock. The he rubbed the spongy head all over her pretty face and she was moaning and shuddering as his dick was ground into her nose, cheeks, forehead even her eyes. He even pumped it into her ear for good measure. Well, he had an assignment, right.

When he finally offered her mouth his dick, she sucked in fast and wrapped her hands around his dick. They were slippery from her copious drool and it was wonderful, the way they pumped him up and down, and twisted in opposite directions, fast and smooth, squeezing him and jerking his shaft as her hungry, hot mouth vacuumed and slurped away.

"Ah fuck! That's it bitch! Earn my cum baby! Earn it!"

She gave a guttural groan and dove down on him, sending him all the way to the back of her mouth. Then she started banging her head on his cock at breakneck speed, beating the cum out of his balls. Frothy drool poured out of her gaping mouth and flowed down his cock. The sight inspired Dez to fuck her face mercilessly.

"Yeah bitch! Make that black dick blast in your face! Ah!!!! Yessssss!!!!"

She went even wilder as she realized he was close to rewarding her hard work with a creamy present. She grabbed his cock like she wanted to make it burst and jerked it hard and fast, throwing her head sharply against him, punctuating it with sharp cries. It was like she had gone deliriously cock crazy. Dez threw his head back and cried, his hips hit by sharp spasms. His balls gathered to explode...

He suddenly gave a sharp grunt and his balls erupted. He yanked her onto his cock and held her in place as it jerked and spurted in her mouth. Then he yanked it out, and jerked it fast as he directed three shots onto her face. Then he held his smeared cock to her lips and told her,

"Go on you slut, lap it clean!"

She shuddered and lapped up string after string of his cum from his pee slit, moaning with relish. Then she licked his cock and balls clean. Dez then scooped up the cum from her face and made her lick it from his digits. She then returned to his cock and started kissing and lapping it. Dez was still hard. He decided that coke was a hell of a drug.

He gazed at the cock crazy woman that was sliding him back into her mouth and starting to suck him again.

He knew she was his bitch! And he wanted to fuck his bitch. He was feeling a wild aggressiveness, like a wild, vicious animal. He pulled her to her wobbly feet and pushed her up on the couch on her knees, making her bend over. He gazed at her tanned, small, round ass cheeks split by the thin straps of her skimpy black thong and it was such a beautiful sight he had to smack her cheeks. He yanked her thong out of her ass crack, hooked it over a cheek and started fingering her dripping hole as he jerked his cock with the other hand.

"No! My husband!" she rasped weakly, rolling her hips against his digits.

"Fuck him!" he growled and smacked her pale ass hard, making it red. She shuddered and rasped.

He got in close, lined his cock with her pussy, rubbed the thick head up and down her gash for a sec, making her moan. Then he banged it in all the way in one thrust and she shrieked and reared. Dez didn't give a fuck. He held her hips tightly and started pumping his engorged dick in and out her hot, tight, squeezing pussy. It started fluttering around him immediately. 

She went wild and tried to hump him back fast but he he held her still in his firm grip and fucked her nice and deep, his hips pumping smoothly, slapping them into her ass as his cock churned her hot, wet, tight box. She started arching her back and rolling her hips lustily, He pulled out and just kept the engorged tip in her opening and rolled it around, dancing in her opening. It was incensing for both of them. His cock grew so rigid and thick he thought it would split her and she started crying frenziedly, banging her head into the back of the couch from the maddening pleasure. Then he grabbed her around the waist and pumped her back and forth on his long, hard shaft, making her jar her ass into his hips as he banged his cock in. She bawled and reared on the couch. He cap fell off her head and he grabbed her long, dark mane and used it like reigns, pulling on it as he pounded her pussy. 

He fucked her to an oblivion, till she was drunk from cuming and her arms were draped limply over the back of the couch. Then he pulled his cock out, and it was covered in a white pussy cream. He yanked her by her hair to his meat and told her suck. 

He lubed his cock in her pussy, fucking her slowly as he licked his thumb and wriggled it into her ass hole. She cried and pushed back against him. She was kind of loose and he figured she was into ass fucking. He wondered if her husband was as big as he was. Only one way to find out. He leaned down and pulled her cheeks apart, making her hole wink and then he drooled into it and his spit flowed into her hole.

He pulled out of her pussy and brought his cock to her ass. She gasped sharply and tried to pull away. But he held her down and pushed it in, making her pink hole open up around his dark meat. He pushed it in all the way. She was so tight around him it was almost abrasive

"Ahhhhh!!!! No!!!!! Its too big! Take it out please!" she wailed.

"All right. Hold on!" he pulled almost all the way out and then he plunged it in again. He grabbed the back of her head and shoved her face into the back of the couch as he kept it deep inside her rectum and started grinding. 

"Stroke your clit Donna! Stroke your clit right fucking now."

He felt her fingers brush lightly against his balls as she started rubbing her pussy. As he felt her relax, he started fucking her hole in shallow strokes. After a while, she started moaning. Then he started fucking her in deep, smooth strokes. He felt her hole start to lube around him and get hot. Now he was on the free way. He grabbed her hips and started fucking her nice and deep, pumping his thick meat in and out of that tight hole, sending his balls slapping into her pussy. His dick was soon covered in a whitish cream and it was moving smoothly in her now very slippery and happy hole. She started pushing back at him, moaning. Then she was convulsing and cumming, making deep, frenzied moans.

He started fucking that ass hard, pounding it. She reared wildly.

"Like the way I fuck your white ass huh! Like that huh! You white slut!" he growled.

"Ah!!!!! Yessss! Fuck my white ass with your big, black cock! I need that baby!" she cried in a lust filled, agonized voice, whirling to glare at him over her shoulder . It sounded like she wanted him to fuck her harder and deeper. He wasn't sure, but he did it anyway.

Dez grabbed her hips and raised her ass, and then he pounded it, yanking her onto his dick as he banged it in. She started screaming and hurling her ass back at him. He slapped it hard as he hurled his meat deep into her rectum, again and again, making sure the angle was right to catch his cock in her ass. Then he pulled it out and yanked her face to his cock. He pushed it into her mouth and started face fucking her, making her suck her ass. 




The Second Foundation Pt. 02



Warning: This series contains violence, coercion, extortion, blackmail, non consensual sex, same sex copulation, derogatory terms, interracial sex, political statements, cheating and a lot of other stuff good boys and girls should not read (on porn websites). If any of the above are not your cup of tea, please don't waste your time reading this.

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Chapter 1

There was a lot of traffic in African and Asian human cargo all across Europe. The guys took your cash and didn't ask questions; they packed you and several other people, Africans, Asians and East Europeans, like sardines, in the back of some cargo truck, and took you where you wanted to go. If you were lucky you made it, if you had bad luck, the truck got stopped, searched and you were busted, arrested and deported. Dez had twenty thousand Euros in his pocket. It cost him five to be smuggled from Italy to Romania, another five to make it to Poland, and six to get to Germany.

His feet finally touched German soil. He was half starved and half suffocated. But he was elated. It had taken him 16 months to get there. Dez bought himself some nice, expensive clothes, for he had been informed that that was the best way not to be noticed by cops and randomly searched. He rode the train to Hamburg.

He called home and he was informed that they had failed to get Trish's number or address. He took a cab to the last address of hers that he had. He was driven to a big house on the outskirts of town. 

It was late afternoon, when he walked up the driveway to an impressive villa and rang the bell. An elderly, wrinkled German lady, of at least sixty, opened the door. She hardly spoke English, and seemed rather drunk. She knew nothing about a Trish. 

However, she invited him into the kitchen, and gave him some food, "Brot und Wurst". She sat near him, gazing at him with fascination as she drank one glass of wine after another. She kept saying, "schön, sehr schön! Sehr, sehr schön!" which he later found out meant beautiful. 

When he finished eating, he thanked her and stood up to leave. She jumped at him, grabbing his face and kissing his lips. Then she fell all over him, grabbing and fondling him and trying to rip off his clothes. Dez realized with shock that she wasn't a bad girl, or bad woman, coz they were both never this bad. No sir, she was a bad grand ma. (Note: this really happened to me at least four times in Germany)

Dez ran for it, his speed and agility enabling him to escape from the bad grand ma. 

He took another cab back into town. As he sat back, watching the cars and houses slide by, Dez suddenly felt down. He had come all the way, spontaneously, risking life and limb, and he was now in a country where he knew nobody, didn't speak the language and had about €1 000 in his pocket.

He felt forlorn. He started wondering if the money would be enough to get him back home. After 15 minutes, the spirit of adventure gripped the young man. He said to himself that if he had made it this far, despite everything, then the gods or whoever must be on his side and he would be successful. Certainly, he was curious about this country he now found himself in. He decided he would stay in Germany until he found his baby. He hadn't' come all the way for nothing.

He paid the driver and went into an Italian restaurant and had a pizza, feeling nostalgia. Afterwards, he walked into a shop and bought a cool drink and some gum. He strolled through the city center of Hamburg. The first impressions were strong.

For, back home, people thought the streets of Europe were paved with gold, and whites were civilized, nice, intelligent people. This seemed all true. Dez was dazzled by all the glitter, the fine cars on the streets, the countless tall buildings, the shops full of high tech goods and the latest styles and fashions. Germany was indeed a very wealthy country. They even used the Mercedes Benz, the dream car back home in his Southern African country, as a Taxi.

The women on the streets impressed him too, tall, fit white girls, looking all elegant and sexy, dressed in trendy clothes. It was a hot, sunny summer day in Hamburg and Dez was amazed at seeing so many skimpily dressed, almost half naked women. Some of them were so skimpily dressed that his dick would get hard at looking after them. The only thing he didn't like was that they walked like men. However, he thought the Germans must be getting their fuck on big time, for back home, when a girl dressed real skimpy, you could bet she was horny and getting her fuck on. One thing he liked about German women at first sight was that they were tall, big and strong, with wide hips and thick asses. Now, those were women that could fuck for hours and bear thousands of kids, he thought. He was shocked when he later discovered, that Germany had a very low birth rate. He never would have thought so, with all those healthy women and all that ass on display. The reason he was then told for the typical Western European phenomena was that the men had a low sperm count and the young people had a general aversion to kids. (look it up on the net.)

Dez tried to ask an elderly German woman for directions and she hurried away like he had rabies. He tried to ask a man in a tie and suit, same result. He was surprised. He walked up to some youngsters wearing hip hop clothes and they were very friendly. He asked them where he could find some Africans and they directed him to a park. He strolled inside the leafy, green park. Several white women were sunbathing, topless, wearing tiny bikinis that outlined their pussy lips. He had to tear his eyes off them, for back home, women only showed their tits openly at traditional dances, if at all. And that ass always stayed covered, except at the swimming pool. 

He could imagine that back home the guys would have been all over such girls, shooting game and trying to fuck like crazy. However, German men walked past showing no emotion. He thought they must be getting so much pussy that they were tired of it. Now, he was so sure that there was a lot of fucking going on in this place. 

He spotted a group of black men sitting at a park bench. A ghetto blaster was blasting some reggae and they were grilling some chicken. He walked up to them and they were friendly and invited him to join them. They were West Africans. He chatted with them. A lot of them were smoking weed. Two of them were dealing, selling small bags to Germans. Dez started chatting with one of them, a friendly, twenty something, handsome, athletic brother with funky dreadlocks, named Adam. Adam was very good natured and high. 

After a while, Dez took him to the side. The guy pulled out three bags and asked him to pick one, for 25. Dez gave him a fifty and told him,

"I don't want the weed man, I want some advice."

"What then?"

"Listen, I am here illegally. I wanna stay in this country. Any idea how I can manage that?"

Dez told him that he had crossed to Italy and then made it over.

Adam thought about it and then said, "Well, the easiest would be if you married a German woman. It will cost you 6 to 8 thousand."

"I don't have it."

"Then, well, you have to apply to become a refugee. You have to destroy your papers, tell them you are from one of those countries with a civil war, and if you go back home you will be killed by the forces of the dictator. You will be allowed to stay for a year. And then, in that time, you have to go out to parties or something and make a German woman fall in love with you. You marry her, and then you will have a permanent staying permit after two years."

"Is it easy to find a German girl?"

"Yes. They love black cock. But they are very rude and bossy and living with them is hell. Especially when they know that you depend on them for your residence permit. However, you just keep your mind focused, go through hell for two years and then you can divorce her. That is what I did."

"All right," Dez smiled, feeling the spirit of adventure rising.

"Do you have some money on you?"

"Yes. A bit."

"Well, I have an idea. How about we take your money and party till its all gone."

"Am I a fool or what?"

"No man. When you hand yourself in, they will take away your money and you will never see it again. And they might get suspicious, for where the hell should a refugee have all that cash from."

"I will hide it."

"Are you crazy, they will search you thoroughly. They will even x-ray you and look up your ass to see that you don't have drugs on you. They don't really want us here, you know. And if you do have loads of cash, I got a business proposal for you. I am selling a bit of weed here and there, but the real money is in importing and distributing, yunno. I can go to Holland, bring in loads of stuff, and make a killing. You give me five grand, I will cut you in 20 percent."

"50%"

"30."

"Deal. I don't have the money on me," Dez lied. He had it in his socks. "Lemme get to know you first, all right."

Dez stayed at Adam's for the next three days and they hung out, talked, about their countries, and Europe, and partied. After three days, he gave Adam five grand and sent the the remainder of his money home to his mom. 

Chapter 2

Adam accompanied him to a police station, reminded him of what he had to say and told him to give him a call and drop by. He hugged him and wished him the best. 

Dez walked in and turned himself in. He was arrested and interrogated for hours. Now, the war had ceased in his country, but Adam had coached him on what to say. He said he was from Sierra Leone and had been a member of the opposition. They had murdered his whole family and he would be dead if he returned there. The cops who interrogated him just looked tired. They had heard the same lie so often.

He was handed over to a special police force and taken to a disused old ship in the harbor, that housed refugees.

As he arrived, he got the shock of his life. An African woman was being dragged to a police car. She was pregnant with child. She resisted and the cops, two burly police men handcuffed her, beat her up, put strangle holds on her and forcefully shoved her into the back seat. Dez later found out that they wanted to send her to an area in East Germany which was reputed for skin heads, who attacked blacks for fun.

After three days, Dez was relocated moved to a small town in former East Germany and housed in a home for refugees, to await the outcome of his application for refugee status. It was called Kirschberg.

The facility reminded him of a boarding school hostel. He slept with 8 men inside a small room, on three decker beds. They were all not allowed to work, received an allowance of € 200, and were not allowed to leave town. A guy was in charge of the facility and one had to seek his permission before getting out. The guy informed Dez that he should not walk around after dark, for the place was teeming with skin heads. 

Most of the refugees were from Africa, Afghanistan, Iran, Syria, Asia, Chechnya, and Georgia (the European country, not the US state, ha ha ha). They were fed German food, three times a day. 

Most of the refugees stayed indoors most of the time, watching TV in the common room or chatting and playing games, for they could not speak German and were afraid of skin heads that marauded in the town. Sometimes they would come to the refugee home in the night and sing racist songs and piss around, as they swigged cheap beer. 

Dez got chased by them several times, and he ran for it, for they moved in large groups of young, short haired, boot wearing, beer guzzling men, with ugly white faces and they hated foreigners, especially black people. Several black guys had been bashed, maimed and one had even been killed by these ugly, young, barbaric white men. This mentality surprised him. How could they hate and even kill someone they did not even know. It was the first indication he received that white men were really really weird upstairs. 

As he looked at the faces of the refugees, Dez was reminded of his Italian experience. He saw faces filled with disappointment and frustration, faces of people that had come to Europe, seeking to enter a world of wealth, or freedom, or the good life, and ended up trapped in a very disappointing life, for the western paradise the media portrayed was not open to them, if at all it existed, something Dez was beginning to doubt.

Dez moved freely amongst the other refugees, whether Africans, East Europeans or Asians and Arabs, for he was fascinated with people from other parts of the globe, it was an African tradition. Now, most of the refuges were young men and women. There was some serious fucking going on, for many of the young men and women needed bodily warmth, affectionate moments and a good, nice fuck. Anyway, condoms were distributed free of charge. During day time, a sleeping room would be vacated by its occupants and a couple could sneak in quickly and use it amorously. There was little courting. If a guy and a girl flirted, even just with the eyes, and sparks of lust flew, then they could soon be fucking. The sex was fast, intense and almost desperate. 

The thing Dez noticed was that black men were very popular amongst women from the other races. East Europeans, Asians, Arabs and Persian refugee women were all after black cock. And of course, so were the sisters. Some of the black girls had fucked the guys from the other races, but they didn't like them so much, coz their men offered something better. Therefore, the paler male refugees kind of hated the black guys for this, but that didn't stop their women from fucking them.

Dez got his fuck on, sometimes with girls with whom he could hardly communicate. The girls liked him because he was handsome, athletic, good in bed and friendly. And the women seemed to be telling each other who had a good dick and who knew how to fuck. He got to sample several white, Asian, African and Arabian pussies. But nothing serious ever developed because the people came and went all the time.

Now, besides the problems with the skinheads, there was a lot of racism going on in the small town. Even small jobs were hard to find in the town, for the locals did not like employing foreigners. German jobs for Germans was their favorite sentence. There was even a tuck shop that wouldn't sell goods to foreigners.

Some of the young African refugees were dealing drugs. They would get them from German criminals, and travel to Hamburg to sell them on the streets, for if they were arrested, they would not be held long due to their refugee status. Though the Germans who supplied them took most of the money, the drug dealers had some cash and wore fly hip hop gear. 

Dez went with them a couple of times. The money was OK but it was disgusting for him to sell drugs to people who were so skinny and looked like walking corpses. He could not believe these walking zombies were white people. He had never seen that in the media back home. 

Chapter 3

Dez called on Adam as he was in Hamburg with the dealers.

Adam was glad to see him and the brother was correct. He gave him some cash from the weed business and told him the cash was beginning to roll in. They went to all sorts of discos and danced with skimpily dressed young women. Dez noticed that everywhere they went, white women were eying them with interest and sometimes open lust. And White men were either giving them hate filled looks, or eying them with lust as well. 

In one disco, Dez and Adam were getting their groove on, laughing at the stiff whites who mostly couldn't dance worth shit. It looked like they were dancing to the lyrics and not the music. Some of the German girls were OK but the guys were a total write off, a bunch of bores that stood around trying to look cool and looked so stiff and pathetic when they tried to dance.

Then some tall, curvy, busty, drunk blond chick of about thirty came and started putting it on Dez, falling in grove with him, and smiling at him like he was beautiful. She was so excited and gazed at him with fascination. And mama was hot too, rocking a tiny halter top that cupped her big tits, a skimpy, short skirt with a side slit all the way up to her hip and high heels. And she was one of the few whiteys that could dance in the place. 

Dez slid an arm around her hips and she came to him, taking his thigh between hers and grinding. He stroked her ass as they bumped and ground their hips together, to the beat of course. He was wearing a short sleeved vest and she put her pale hands to his dark, powerful upper arms and started stroking, gazing at them with dreamy lust and chuckling in a sweet, deep voice.

Then a tall, pale, stout, German with a face like a toad, who was balding prematurely came charging, yanked her hand and dragged her away. Some white guy that had been watching with jealous started laughing. Adam raised his hand as if to smack him and the guy ran off, even though he was bigger than Adam. Adam and Dez laughed and kept dancing and the white girls kept leering. 

A couple of songs later, the German woman was back, putting it on Dez. 

"Don't worry about my husband. He is a jerk. He is jealous coz he cant rock it like you..." she whispered huskily in his ear, chewed on his ear lobe and started grinding her pussy on his cock. He grabbed her ass and she shuddered and kissed him on the lips. She was so happy, so excited and so horny. The boyfriend came up again and this time he shouted at Dez.

"Keep away from my girl, you black bastard! She don't vant you!" the guy snarled in his bad English. He was a big, tall German with an ugly face like a bull dog.

"Man, I was just dancing in peace and she came to me."

"Oh just shut up. I know your type, nigger!"

"Know this!" Dez said and threw a right cross that knocked that fool flat on his ass. He gave him a kick to the ass as he tried to get up. The guy scurried away and pulled out his cell phone.

"Ich ruf die Polizei an!" he shouted moving way out of range of the black fist.

"Lets get lost!" Adam said. "He is calling the cops. Are you coming," he asked the blond girl, that was still eying Dez with even more fascination.

"Yes." she rasped and took Dez' hand and they walked out. The husband tried to come after them, but Adam gave him a smack. The cowardly guy did duck, but he ran inside trying to tell security that his wife was being kidnapped and raped. Two Nazi type security guys rushed out looking like they wanted to kill the black guys.

"They are not kidnapping me. I am going with them because I want to!"

"But you cant! They are black!" One bouncer shouted.

"I am a lawyer! If you so much as touch them, I will sue you and take your last shirts. Get lost. And you Michael, go home. I am just going for a drink. See you later!"

Security shrugged at the wimp husband and they all watched his wife disappear, with two black guys stroking her fine ass and she wiggling it and stroking theirs. 

"So 'ne Schande für Deutschland! (Such a shame for Germany)" one bouncer said. "That's it. We wont let black guys in ever again. They kidnap our women." 

Dez, Adam and Anika, for that was her name, made their way to a pub and took a seats at a table. Anika sat on Dez' lap as she chatted and flirted with both guys. Many white men looked at them with hate, but Anika didn't give a fuck. She rubbed her fine ass on Dez' cock as she told the amused black guys that the guy was her husband, and they had two kids together. She was a lawyer with a big firm in town. She said she had discovered the joys of black men when she represented an African refugee. The guy had no money, but he was handsome and talented and paid her in kind. For a while, she had flown to Africa and the Caribbeans, to satisfy her dark craving, keeping it secret from her husband and friends. 

Then she had decided, why fly that far for something she could get locally. Since then, she had been hunting on local grounds and was converting several of her friends to the better product. Dez asked her how her husband dealt with that, and she said she had her own money and was her own boss. He could leave if he wanted to. The compromise they struck was that she they kept the appearances of a happy family, and she didn't cater to her black addiction too openly, and she didn't leave him. She said he hated it, but whenever she came back home after her pussy had been tampered with by black cock, he ate her holes like crazy. Dez was shocked, at her candidness and her lack of shame or guilt about her sinful ways! And her husband's wimpy ways.




The Second Foundation Pt. 02



"Is he small? Cant he fuck or what?"

"Maybe its not that there is something wrong with him, but there is something much more right about black men. Mmmm! Just looking at the two of you makes me go so hungry!" she chuckled dirtily and licked her lips.

He wanted to say something, but Adam cut him off and asked Anika to call a friend and she did. The friend, Susan called Sue, joined them soon afterwards, a tall, young, hot, German woman. She wasn't as curvy as Anika, but she was tall, slim and sexy, with long, smooth, brunette hair that went halfway down her back. She was dressed sexy, in a short skirt and a silk blouse, her face nicely made up.

She was Anika's new assistant at work, aged twenty five, married with two kids, and hadn't ever fucked a black guy. She seemed kind of shy and nervous, but was very excited and jittery. Anika teased her saying she was going to lose her black cherry and she should just go with the flow.

They made their way to an African Disco. The disco was packed, all the men were black but the women were of all races and all ages and they were treating the black guys like movie stars. Adam told him they were all there to get black African cock. They was so much dirty dancing, bumping and grinding, kissing and even dry humping going on in the place. Even ugly black guys were getting lucky up in the bitch. What amazed him was that the women were the ones doing the hunting. Brothers were chilling and choosing. And the women, especially the white women, were really forward and direct, hitting on brothers, like, "Are we fucking or what?" Sue was staring around like Alice in wonderland, and so was Dez, but Anika and Adam were obviously used to it. Anika kept pouring strong drinks down her friend's throat to loosen her up. Adam also let her take deep puffs from a fat joint and stroked her ass cheeks.

At one table, Dez saw a young black guy sitting back with a huge, dreamy smile on his lips. He was writhing in his seat, rhythmically. Dez wondered if the brother was jerking off like a pervert. Then he looked down and saw the ass and feet of a white woman sticking out and knew the brother was getting head. 

He looked into a dark corner and saw a young white woman sitting reverse cowgirl on a brother. At first he thought she was bouncing to the music. Then he saw that her skirt was raised around her hips. She wasn't wearing panties and a thick black cock was pumping in and out of her pussy. A black security guy walked up to the two and started complaining, like, "Damn! You cant just fuck in public like dogs." But the foxy young white blond vixen fished his cock out of his pants and started blowing his black cock as she rode another one. An elderly woman who looked like her mom came up and started shouting at the security guy. Dez thought she would snatch her daughter and take her away from the black meat. But to his surprise, mom snatched the bouncer's cock and started sucking it. 

Dez was about to say, "Motherfucker!" but he turned and saw Anika tongue kissing the sexy, young brunette and stroking her tits lasciviously. Sue seemed kind of embarrassed, but wasn't pulling back. Then Dez saw her grind her hips into Anika and open her mouth to suck on her tongue like she loved her. Then the lawyer grabbed his hand and dragged him to the dance floor. And she put that fine ass on him, and he stopped thinking about other brothers black cocks in white chicks and started thinking about his.  

Adam danced with Sue and Dez danced with Anika and she was sticking closer to him than the bread and the meat on a sandwich. After two beers, she was getting bolder, wrapping her thighs around his powerful one and dry humping him as she stroked his hard dick. Dez blushed and looked around, but nobody was giving a damn. In fact, Adam winked at him and he saw that the brother had his hand up in Sue's skirt and was grabbing her pussy. Dez slid his hands in under the back of Anika's skirt and cupped her ass cheeks. She shuddered and they clenched in his palms. He squeezed them and started banging her hips on his cock to the music, right on the dance floor. A girl back home would have slapped his face for that shit, but Anika just grabbed him by the lapels of his shirt, yanked his lips to hers and tongue kissed him deeply. Then she whispered in his ear,

"I am sorry about my stupid husband. Come with me and let me make it up to you."

She took his hand and led him to the bathrooms. Dez looked over his shoulder and saw Adam leading Sue out to the back, with his hand buried in the back of her skirt. She was blushing but moving as if in a trance. 

Anika pulled him into the ladies. A couple of women washing their hands and sprucing up their make up looked at them and smiled. Anika led him into a cubicle, yanked him inside and slammed the door shut. She pushed him up against the wall and kissed him ferociously. He grabbed her fine ass and big tits and she shivered and dry humped him feverishly.

"You are so sweet!" she whispered huskily, her eyes shining with lust. Then she sank to her knees before him, opened and yanked his pants down and held his big, hard, black cock up like a trophy.

"You are really sweet my love!" she cooed and then she started lapping his dick with her hot, wet tongue as she stroked it with both her soft, warm hands. She peeled back his foreskin and snaked her tongue wound the thick, engorged head of his cock making him gasp and twitch. Then she draped her lips over him and vacuumed him into her hot, wet mouth.

"Ohhhh!!!" he groaned deeply.

"ummmmm!!!!" she groaned right back, looking up at him, smiling sweetly as she smacked her lips around his cock and swiveled his head around her mouth.

Then she started sucking and stroking him, pulling more and more of his excited black cock into her pretty, pink mouth as she blew him greedily. She pulled him to the back of her mouth and bobbed her head feverishly, making loud slurping sounds and it was beautiful. She started banging her head away as if she wanted his dick to lance right through her neck and come out the back of her head. Dez' knees got wobbly and he fell back against the wall of the cubicle, writhing. He grabbed her blond head and stroked her and she looked up at him smiling sweetly as she purred and rubbed her head against his hand.

"oh yesssss! Fuck me with your big black cock! I'm cuming! Make me cum!" he heard a frenzied female voice shouting in the next cubicle, accompanied by a male's frenzied groans and the sounds of rustling clothes and flesh slapping into flesh.

Anika chuckled sweetly around his cock and then she pulled her lips off him with a wet plop. She reached between her thighs with one hand, and he gasped as he saw she wasn't wearing panties. 

"You made me so wet when we danced, and so I took off my panties.."

"Where are they?"

"I gave them to my husband. He will look after them. Or maybe wank into them! I don't give a shit!"

She chuckled dirtily as she pulled her soaked thong off her itchy pussy and started stroking herself as she cupped his big, dangling balls with the other hand and squeezed them softly...

"Mmm! Look at these fat, black balls. SO full of cum!!!" she moaned with greed and nuzzled her pretty face between his thighs, taking his cock on her forehead. She wrapped her index and thumb around his sack like a ring, then she lapped them and sucked on his thick balls, moaning and humming, sending sharp thrills coursing through his body, making him groan and shake, as the couple in the next cubicle started banging against the wall and crying out in the wild throes of orgasm..

"Do you guys have a place we can go to? Its OK if you got your women at home, we will just go to a hotel."

"We have a place!" Dez told her, for Adam lived alone, in a two bedroom apartment.

"Good. Then we can save on the hotel fee," she chuckled. "I want you to cum in my mouth! You can take your time and fuck me good later, all right. I haven't had a black cock in me for ages. Shoot it in my mouth please honey. Feed me this black cock and quench my thirst!" she begged sweetly. 

Then she sucked him in and caught the head, wrapping her hot, soft mouth tightly around him. She started jerking him in fast, smooth motions with both hands and she sucked him hard and stroked him with her tongue, bobbing in short, sharp movements to the rhythm of her hands and it was incensing. Dez arched his back as his balls tightened. When she saw that he was close, she sucked and jerked him and stroked her vagina with vigor. His balls erupted as a blistering explosion rocked his body and head. He fell back against the wall, his cock spouting tonnes of cum and she sucked them up gladly as she came all over her fingers.

Anika wrapped her arms around his hips and hugged him like she loved him as she rested her face on his pubes for a while and just moaned and suckled on his softening cock. 

Finally, she licked his dick and balls clean, lapping up every single drop of salty cum she could find, then she pulled up his longs and zipped them nicely for him, tucking his cock in with care like it was precious. She lapped his cum from her lips and chin and then kissed him and tanked him for the snack. She led him out and they met a sweaty couple just coming out of the next cubicle. Dez saw the security guy coming out with the girl's mom. Mom must have been in her fifties, and she was looking drowsy and dazed, and had such a happy smile on her face. She saw Dez and tried to grab him between the legs, like she had the black cock fever. But Anika grabbed her by the front of her dress, and told her, "Ah ah. He is mine."

Then she tongue kissed her on the lips.

Mom chuckled and staggered off with the young, black bouncer, grabbing his ass. Anika told Dez she would spruce up her make up and catch up with him later.

Dez found Adam at the bar. He told him what had happened in disbelief, then he asked where Sue was. Adam said he had fucked her face in the car park and she had taken to black dick like a duck to water. She was cleaning up.

"White women want black men. Every single one of them even a lesbian, will open her legs to us. You just have to take that pussy, that is all." 

"Damn! I cant believe this! Anika said they are coming home with us."

"Of course! We are gonna fuck these whores good. Don't drink too much beer now. We need to show Sue what she has been missing out on."

Adam sounded like shit was an every day thing for him. They drank and dirty danced with the hot wives, then they took a cab to Adam's apartment. Dez sat in the front and the two wives sandwiched Adam between them and were both tongue kissing him and stroking his cock. The German cab driver seemed disgusted and envious, and started complaining. But Anika slipped him a 20 and he kept his eyes on the street as Anika grabbed Sue by the head and pumped her face up and down Adam's cock, growling at her to choke on that big, black cock. As they climbed out, Dez saw the driver taking his pale cock and starting to stroke it as he drove off. 

At Adam's place, they drank, smoked weed and then shit just happened like a porn movie. The German wives wanted to fuck. Anika started dirty dancing with Adam as Sue snuggled up close to Dez. She couldn't speak English, unlike Sue, so she was talking some stuff in German he couldn't understand, but he could read the lust in her voice and eyes. 

He couldn't believe it, since sucking Adam, she seemed to have lost all her reluctance and shyness. There she was now, twenty five, married, with two kids, that her husband was looking after at home, and she was stroking his thigh, inching upwards until she was grabbing and fondling his dick, getting it rock hard. 

He gasped and looked at Adam and saw that his man had Anika's skirt up around her hips and was fingering her pink, blond pussy and she was sucking his tongue down her throat. He blushed, turned to his girl and her eyes blazed into his. Then she was hitching up her skirt and sliding across his lap and devouring his lips as she rubbed her cunt into his hard cock.

He was embarrassed, for he had never fucked a girl other people in the same room. He wanted to take his girl to the guest bedroom. But Adam laughed and said in English,

"Don't be shy man, you are in Europe. These hos love it dirty. Lets get our dicks sucked and then we will fuck them half dead and send them to their husbands full of cum. Get ur fuck on boy!"

Anika understood and she chuckled dirtily. Then she sank down on her knees and started opening Adam's pants. She squealed with delight and scooped up his hard meat. Dez his mans was standing over his blond, and feeding her a thick, long black cock from Gambia, formerly part of Sene-Gambia. 

"Go on get that dick! You love black cock don't you? Show me baby! Choke yourself on that big black cock!"

"Oh yes! I love it! Mmmm! Its so big and beautiful! Please fuck my face!"

Adam teased Anika, making her chase after his cock and then slapping her face with it and she was going all crazy and feverish. 

"Look how greedy she is for my dick! Look at the white slut!" he chuckled, sticking it into her drooling, pink mouth and popping it out. Then Anika caught his thick, dark cock between those pink white wife lips of hers, grabbed his hips with her pale hands and started directing his movements as she fucked his cock fervently with her mouth.

Dez turned to his girl, and popped her thick, creamy tits out of her top. They were kind of droopy but big and fat. He fell on them and devoured them. He reached between her thighs and gasped, for she wasn't wearing panties. She grinned wickedly at his surprise.

"Your friend took them, as a souvenir, for being the first black man that fucked my mouth and creamed it. You wanna do that to me too? Fuck my white face and cream it?"

"Hell yeah!"

She ground her cunt lasciviously into his palm, making it hot and wet. 

Sue was all feverish now, jerking his cock through his pants. The pale, curvy, sexy young white wife went wild and ripped off his shirt. She squealed and dove into his dark meat, grabbing, squeezing and sucking and licking on his chest and belly as Dez finger fucked her and she came on his digits. Then she was scuttling down his lap and ripping his pants open. She saw his large, fat black cock and squealed with joy. Then she was gobbling it greedily and sucking the skin off his dick. She wasn't all that skilled, like Anika the black cock veteran. But her ferocious hunger more than made up for it. It made him feel special.

Soon, Adam pulled Dez to his feet and they stood over the German women, holding them by the hair and feeding their hungry pink mouths musky, hard black cock. They fucked their faces, and the girls fucked them right back, bobbing feverishly, their eyes shining, their faces radiant with excitement and lust. They kept gasping some shit about "schöne, grosse, schwarze Schwänze" and Adam later told him it meant, beautiful, big, black cocks. Anika got greedy and pushed Sue back, telling her to stroke her pussy for her. She grabbed both black cocks and sucked them at once, as Sue sucked on her tits and rubbed her clit. Anika made them cross swords, pulling both their cocks into her mouth, getting her lips stretched hideously as she bobbed and sucked feverishly, her pink mouth drooling like a leaking faucet. Then Sue got jealous and wanted the same and Anika told her to go ahead. Then she stood over Sue, grabbing her hair in both hands and pumping her face on those big dicks and snarling at her to choke on those black cocks. 

Sue went crazy with the black cock fever, jerking both cocks and sucking wildly, trying to force them both down her throat. Anika let her feed herself. Then she pulled her face away from the black dicks and yanked her into her pussy and fed her assistant pink, dripping cunt. Sue blushed for a second, but Anika slapped her cheek lightly.

"Suck my pussy and get it ready for these black cocks! Do it, you horny cunt! Think I don't see you looking at my pussy under my desk at work when I spread my legs. Get your damn tongue in there, you little slut! There is nothing to be ashamed of here!"

Sue moaned and started sucking and lapping. She bore her chin into Anika's dripping blond pussy and the guys saw her bury her long, pink tongue all up in the hole. Then she was bobbing and slurping greedily and Anika was fucking her face. Adam went behind Anika and slid it in from the back, then he was fucking her right where she stood. Dez couldn't just stand there watching like a jerk. He yanked Sue back to his dick and got sucked.

The two black studs fucked the white girl's like the dynamic duo. They had them laying back on the couch with their knees up and their pussies spread wide open as the boys knelt on the floor before them and fucked them with their long, hard cocks. The girls were so horny that both black cocks were soon covered in a whitish pussy juice. The white women propped themselves up on their elbows, going wild, gazing at them fucking their white pussies and urging them to fuck them harder and deeper. Then they were throwing it back at them, fucking them ferociously. 

Sue came immediately, and kept cuming all over Dez' dick, her pussy fluttering and then convulsing all over his meat as she screamed. Then Anika said switch and the boys pulled out, and let each girl suck their dicks and taste her friend's pussy, and then they exchanged their mounts and went back to sucking. Things got even wilder and the girls were tongue kissing and sucking on each other's tits feverishly, as they moaned from the black meat pounding their white pussies. 

Anika was like a veteran porn director. She told them all what to do. She made Dez sit back on the couch and had Sue mounting him reverse cowgirl and riding him nice and slow. Anika went on all fours before them and started sucking on her friend's clit and licking Dez' dangling black balls with her hot tongue as Adam fucked her from behind. 

Dez went wild and grabbed Sue's pale hips, pounding her pussy, slapping her thick round ass and yanking her on his meat. Anika lapped and sucked on her clit and released it to his rhythm and Sue went wild, throwing herself back onto Dez and thrashing about and screaming as she came hard. Anika gave her time to recover, as she pulled Dez' cock out of her and sucked it fervently, whilst Adam fucked her like a veteran, nice and slow and deep, puffing away leisurely on a joint. Then Anika put Dez back up in Sue and told both guys to fuck them hard. They did it and the women shrieked with joy. 

Dez exploded viciously in Sue's pussy and she groaned as if in agony, cuming yet again. Then Anika pushed her off Dez and he gazed in disbelief as the naughty lawyer sucked his cum out of her friend's gaping, smeared pussy with relish, lapping and slurping her clean, getting all feverish and burying her pretty face in the pink pussy. 

Dez' softening cock started getting hard, straight away. Then Anika went for it and lapped him clean of his cum and Sue's pussy juices, then she sucked him hard as Adam fucked her from behind. Sue looked dazed but horny as hell. She grabbed a joint and drank some beer as she ripped off the remainder of her clothes. Then she slid in under Adam's parted thighs and started lapping his balls. 

Then Adam lowered his ass on her and told her to lick. She hesitated, but Anika told her to do it and rubbed her pussy as sucked Dez. Sue started licking the black ass. Adam started groaning like a beast and his face got all contorted. Sue got into it and started slurping away wetly and moaning. Dez saw that she was trembling and her pussy hole was clenching like it wanted to say something. Anika smiled wickedly and lunged back at Adam, pummeling his cock as she jerked Dez and cried with joy. 

Adam groaned aloud and he started cuming, jerking violently from the wrath of his orgasm. Anika milked his cock dry with her cunt, then she pulled off and lowered it onto Sue's mouth and the brunette started moaning with relish as she slurped and sucked hot cum out of the hot, gaping, well used pussy. Dez couldn't believe it. This was some horny, shameless shit and his cock got so hard. 




The Second Foundation Pt. 02



Then Anika mounted him, slotting his cock into her hole and started riding him spiritedly till she was cumming all over his dick and screaming. 

He couldn't believe all the horny, freaky shit. He went wild with lust. He rolled her on her back and punched her pussy like a punching bag and she screamed,

"Oh ja!!!! Fick mich Neger! Fick mich tot!" (Fuck me nigger! Fuck me dead) 

Dez gave it to her. Then Adam was pushing Sue's smeared face into his ass and telling to eat Dez' black butt as he fucked her from behind. Sue was whimpering and grabbing his cheeks and licking his ass as Adam pounded her from behind. She tongued his hole and sucked it, crying to the rhythm of Adam's deep thrusts. It felt so good Dez thought he would die. Then he was groaning and bucking and exploding in her friend. He left Sue cleaning up her pussy as he went to piss and then rolled and fired up a joint, watching Adam fuck Sue as Anika ate her pussy.

After Adam came, they relaxed a while, smoking. Sue looked sated and drowsy, but Anika said she needed something big and black in her two hole. She grabbed a bottle of lube from her bag and made Sue finger fuck her ass hole. Sue was kind of shy, but Anika soon had her fingering her ass with three digits and eating her pussy as she sucked both guys' cocks greedily. Sue then sat back, stroking her pussy and gazing as Dez, who was horny but kind of shy, was talked into double teeming the horny freak of a lawyer. 

Adam told him, "Don't be a square, put some black into that white ass." The horny German wife sat astride Adam and rode his cock as she sucked Dez. Then she pushed him away and grabbed and spread her cheeks, offering him her winking, pink ass hole. Dez entered her lubed, tight hole and started fucking her, feeling Adam's cock sliding into her pussy hole. He filled up her ass and the guys started fucking her to the same rhythm. 

Anika started rocking between them, fucking both their cocks and moaning and grimacing. Then she got used to it and started lunging at them and pumping her hips, crying in agony for them to fuck her harder. Both guys went wild with lust and pounded her into an oblivion. She came again and again, giving deep, agonized cries, her face contorted into a fierce grimace. She was like a woman possessed, as two black cocks possessed her pink holes and stretched and fucked them, opening her wide like a bus had run through her. 

Dez was almost worried the cops would come and arrest their black asses, for making all that noise and fucking a white lawyer to death. They didn't. Instead, Dez and Adam flipped her over and Dez now got the pussy as Adam rammed the white ass. They fucked her harder and harder till they came hard in her hot, convulsing holes. She finally rolled rolled off them, onto her back, her holes gaping, with thick amounts of cum dripping out of them.

Then Sue, who had been watching and cumming all over her fingers crawled over and licked Anika clean. Anika grabbed her head and buried her pretty face in one hole after the other, moaning at her to get that sweet tongue deep in there. Then she pulled her up and tongue kissed her smeared mouth. 

Dez and Adam sat back smoking and stroking their cocks as the girls put on a hard core lesbian show eating and fingering each other's holes, Anika with expertise and Sue with hunger and both with no shame. 

Anika talked Sue into getting fucked by them both as well. They stood over her and she scooped up and worshiped their black cocks with her pale hands and pink mouth.

Adam got the pussy and Dez fucked that white ass. She was wincing at first, but Anika came over and rubbed her clit with her oiled digits and Sue started cuming and got all horny. They fucked her slow, nice and deep, till she was loving it and humping them back lustily. Then they fucked her hard and fast, and yeah, deep as well. Sue started crying and cuming. They pulled out and Anika sucked their cocks clean and lubed them. Then Sue was flipped over and had both cocks plunged back in her, right where she wanted them, deep inside her holes, fucking her in unison till they exploded in her and filled her up with cum. Anika then stroked and cleaned her stretched holes with her tongue.

Around five in the morning, the girls showered and got dressed.

Anika gave Adam her number and told them both to call if they needed legal representation or just a nice, horny fuck.

Sue was looking dazed.

"So, how did you like your first black cocks?" Adam asked her, smacking her ass.

"I loved it. But I am so sore. I cant believe all the things I did," she rasped, like she had just seen a man walking on water.

"Fucking black men is so liberating, and so satisfying!" Anika chuckled. "I love black men. The only white man I sometimes let fuck me is my husband. And I only enjoy it when he fucks me after a black man has left his sloppy cum in my hole. And he loves it too." She chuckled dirtily. "Some men are born great, and some men achieve greatness. You should try it with your husband."

"Should I?" Sue asked, unsure but excited. "What if he freaks out."

"Every white man knows his place!" Anika chuckled. Dez and Sue didn't understand fully, but Anika and Adam smiled at each other knowingly. The two novices gasped as she then added. "I only let my husband cum in my mouth so I can drink his energy, or I let him cum in my ass so I can shit it out. I wont let his worthless sperm in my pussy!"

The two women tongue kissed the black men, then they tongue kissed each other. Then they left, with Anika telling Sue that she wanted her eating her pussy and ass every day in the office from now on.

"Damn!" Dez exclaimed. "These horny sluts! The love black men don't they?"

"Yeah, they love fucking black men and being our sluts. But be careful with them. These bossy German bitches hate men, and they hate everything actually. Don't fall in love with them."

Dez chose not to listen to the white pussy veteran, when he should have taken those jewels.

Chapter 4

Adam tried to get Dez to help him move more drugs, but he didn't wanna make a little cash on the outside. He wanted to experience the German society from the inside. He returned to Kirschberg after three days of sin in Hamburg.

Some of the African refugees went to church prayers three times a week in the afternoons. They would sing in a choir and play in the church's foot ball team. The church also offered German lessons and some members had an odd job to offer once in a while, so Dez tagged along.

The church people, mainly elderly Germans, were very nice and friendly. He joined language lessons, given by a young single mom named Erika. Erika was impressed by Dez' sharp language skills and determination to learn and she helped him along, giving him extra lessons at the church. Dez learned German fast and started reading papers and following programs on TV. After three months, his German was accented but getting fluent.

Dez vocalized an offer to the church people, that if anybody needed any type of job done, he would do it, and they could pay him by speaking German with him. He was taken up on his offer and worked for many people, be it chopping trees, renovations, carrying stuff, whatever. He soon became popular, for he worked hard and was very friendly.

The first thing that struck Dez about Germans was that they had a very unrealistic picture of Africa. They thought it was like a backward place, full of diseases and war, without cars, houses, TV and such like. The ignorance was baffling. Dez found it funny but the others, who had been around longer were really pissed off with the ignorance and arrogance.

Chapter 5

One afternoon, Dez and another African guy went to help a German woman from the church move some new furniture into her house. Her name was Aida, and she lived with her husband who was at work and her two teen age kids were at school when they arrived. She was about forty five, with a long face framed by golden brown hair. She had glassy, blue eyes with flakes of brown, a cute nose and a wide, thin, pink mouth. Aida was tall, with small breasts, a slim waist, wide, curvy hips and thick ass. She was wearing a nice perfume and looking sexy, in a tight halter top and push up bra that made her small tits look nice. She wore a short, tight skirt around her flaring hips and fine, round ass. 

As they moved the furniture and carried some into her cellars, she was gazing at them with fascination and open lust. The naughty housewife was bending over to pick up something every so often, and her skirt was sliding down to show them her tiny, red, lace thongs and the tops of her pale ass cheeks. She could see they were watching her ass and she she was smiling up at the two young black men in a very lascivious manner.

When they were finished, she gave them wine and sandwiches. When his mate went to the bathroom, Aida started stroking Dez's sweaty, bulging muscles, giggling shyly as her eyes got smoky with lust.

"You have really nice muscles," she chuckled in a low rasp. "Beautiful..."

Dez could see she wanted him. He took her hand and pulled her astride his lap.

"Oh we shouldn't. You know I am married...." she rasped, her lips quivering. 

Dez cupped the back of her head and pulled her lips down to his. He sucked on them and chewed on them real nice and she started moaning. Then she was sucking on his tongue voraciously and grinding her cunt feverishly into his cock. Dez pushed her skirt up around her hips and ground his cock into her as he grabbed and squeezed her dimpled thick, soft, but firm, ass cheeks. She cried and started dry humping him.

His mate came back in and stopped dead in his tracks.

"Oh, hi there, Manuel, wasn't it?" Aida rasped at him, stroking her hair back from her face.

"I will wait for you outside, Desmond," Manuel said, gazing with lust at Aida's thick, pale ass cheeks in his mates dark hands. 

"Why don't you come and join us. I will pay you guys good, for a little fun..." Aida held her hand out to Manuel.

Soon, the German housewife was on her knees, holding two, big, hard, excited black cocks and sucking them voraciously. Dez' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as the mature woman jerked and sucked both their cocks and tried to swallow them down her throat at once. It was amazing. Pure black cock worship. He wondered if she was possessed by the spirit of a dead, notorious whore. She was bubbling with joy as she blew them greedily. Dez grabbed her hair and yanked her onto his bursting cock as he stuffed his cock into her mouth like he wanted to choke her. She loved it, moaning and going all feverish. She sucked him greedily, with drool running down her chin, onto her chest.

Manuel was acting all surprised because he had not fucked a German woman before. But his dick was hard. Dez winked at him and he caught on and yanked Aida to his cock and stuffed it down her greedy, hungry mouth.

Dez pulled her across his lap and made her lower her pussy down on him. She went mad with joy as he entered her.

"Oh yes! I have wanted this so much! Put it deep inside me Desmond!" she begged. He held her hips and started fucking her. Then she grabbed Manuel and pulled his dick to her mouth, sucking on a black cock as she rode another. She loved it. She started riding feverishly up and down Dez' hard meat as she banged her face on Manuel's cock. 

"Shit! This bitch is greedy for cock!" Manuel gasped.

"Ah, she just loves black men, don't you Aida!"

"Yes! You are so attractive, both of you! I am so happy. Sex has never been so good. Please fuck me guys. Fuck me good."

They fucked her till Dez exploded in her pussy and Manuel came in her mouth. She cleaned their cocks with her mouth and ran off to clean up, with cum trickling down her jaws and the insides of her thighs.

"Shit!" Manuel groaned to Dez. "That was unbelievable."

"Lets fuck her again."

They found her in the bathroom and Dez told her to strip. She blew their dicks again and got them hard. Manuel sat on the toilet seat and she rode his dick as she blew Dez. She loved it so much. Then she walked with them to her bedroom, holding a black cock in each hand and stroking it as they smacked and grabbed her ass. They soon had her on all fours between them. Dez fucked that bushy, dripping wet mature white pussy from the back as Manuel stuffed his cock in her mouth. Aida was jackknifing between them, moaning and gasping as she got fucked by the two young black studs. 

Dez felt her hot, wet pussy fluttering around his cock so he knew she was cumming again and grabbed her hips and yanked her onto his cock to pummel her orgasming pussy. She screamed aloud and came like a bitch. 

Dez winked at Manuel and picked her up to slam her on her back. He fucked her hard and fast and Aida went crazy, thrashing about and screaming. When he felt himself close to cuming, he pulled out and switched places with Manuel. He grabbed Aida by the hair and cooled his cock off in her mouth. She suckled on it sweetly as she pushed her hips up at Manuel and the brother fucked her nice and deep. They kept switching on her and she kept cumming till she was drowsy.

Then Dez pulled her onto her knees before them and she sucked and jerked them both till they came all over her face. She caught some in her mouth, some on her lips, some on her forehead and cheeks, and some on her neck and chest. They drenched her in their cum. She went feverish and rubbed it in like lotion, her face beaming with joy.

She gave them more tasty sandwiches and paid them generously, and then said they should come and help her out again next week. 

"She is crazy!" 

"She is our slut!" Dez told Manuel. "Lets drop by and fuck that white woman at least once every week, and get paid."

They fucked her regularly from then on. Two weeks later, they were fucking her ass and she was sucking it off their dicks. After another week, she invited her sister, elder by a year or so, to come and join. She was also married with grown up kids. Dez and Manuel didn't care. They fucked them and got a little cash. But what really fascinated them was the way the white women submitted to them and enjoyed being their dirty fuck sluts. These were rich, married white women who had everything. They were poor refugees with nothing, but their blackness, but it was enough. The elder sister soon started asking Manuel if he wanted to marry her, for his papers. She said she could get a divorce.

Chapter 6

Dez learned German with a fervor till he spoke it fluently, and could read papers and follow movies. The rest of his time, he spent trying to find a job. The white guys weren't employing brothers. If they couldn't find a German, they took an East European, or an Arab, and by the time blacks were finally up for it, it was usually too late. Their dark skin was their sin. The Germans didn't even bother hiding it. Dez would call a construction site, and the guy on the phone would ask, "Are you fit, strong, no back problems, hard working, blah, blah, blah?" Then came the all important question. "Listen, you have an accent. Are you German?" 

"No!"

"Where are you from?"

"----"

"Is that in Africa?"

"Yes. But I speak German fluently and work very hard."

"Sorry! Bye now!" Click.

If he went around in person he was chased away like he smelled of shit. It was that simple, and it was no fantasy but hard, bitter reality. 

He started a boxing club at the church. At first, only the refugees attended. Then he put out notices all over the town and by and by, young Germans trickled in. Now, most of them had short hair, and looked and dressed like skinheads, and were indeed skinheads. The church members and the refugees didn't want them at first. However, Dez took them in, as long as they paid the small monthly subscription fee which gave him a bit of pocket money.

As he got familiar with them he chatted with them asking them white youngsters why they hated foreigners so much. They blamed them for everything, like unemployment, crime and whatever. The town only had 30 refugees, to a population of 8 thousand, and the foreigners were really insignificant, but that didn't seem to bother them. By and by, Dez realized that these guys were filled with hate. They came from a tradition of racial supremacy and hatred for foreigners. 

Whereas in his town back home, people were excited about people from other places, it seemed like the European tradition was one entrenched in xenophobia. 

They were not even ashamed of it. People walked around in T-shirts celebrating Adolf, or proclaiming their right wing identity. It was pathetic. He couldn't understand how these people thought. But they were dangerous. If he saw a bunch of white men at night or in some deserted place, it was well advised to run for it. You couldn't even go to the cops for they were sympathizers or even the dads and brothers of those jerks. Dez just shook his head. 

When he read the papers, they were full of lies and propaganda. Every time a foreign country was featured, they just wrote shit about it. And when they featured Germany, then it was always something positive. Now wonder these ass holes were so pompous and arrogant and full of hate. Even refugees who had been in the country long were picking it up and talking shit about other people. But the brainwashed, most ignorant, arrogant motherfuckers of course were the honkies. They talked shit about other people's places without even knowing they were talking shit. 

Chapter 7

Dez scoured the Internet looking for anything on Trish and her family. He found a lot of news articles on her dad, but no number which he could call. Dez was determined not to return home until he found her.

Erika, his language teacher worked in a supermarket as a cashier. They were looking for someone to clean, sweep and carry stuff around. No German wanted to do that job. She recommended Dez. Dez started working there, taking orders from some sadistic, chubby white woman in her late forties that always threatened to fire him and always added some racist slurs in her talk. Dez kept his mouth shut because he needed the job, but she just wouldn't let off. Erika calmed him down, telling him that Isabel, for that was her name, was bitter and frustrated because her man had run out on her. 

Now, Dez was amazed at the racism in the town. When he thought he had seen it all, something else just come up to top it. The white guys hated a white woman that fucked blacks. They were called "Negerhure!" which meant "Nigger whore!"

Dez had thought that the other refugees wee exaggerating, till he saw a young German woman who had a young, mixed race child being verbally abused at the supermarket. And her reaction was all telling. She didn't even bother reacting, she just ignored it like that shit was normal, like breathing. 

Another time, he went to watch a foot ball match between teams of 12 year old boys. There was a mixed race boy who played like dynamite. He kept scoring goals like his name was Samuel Eto or Didier Drogba. Now, the jealous parents of the kids from the other team were hurling racist verbal abuse at him and the referee and the parents of the brown kid's own team were laughing heartily. Only his mom was complaining, but her dad told her to relax, they boys were just having fun. That brown kid didn't even react, for he was used to it, Dez guessed. The boy just kept scoring goals till some jealous, angry white dad ran onto the pitch and tried to bash him. Then a fight broke out between the dads and they bashed each other. 

Dez was the only black guy around. He didn't get involved, but at one point, he saw many German men coming for him anyway, so he just legged it or he might have made the press, for blacks, Asians and even South Europeans were always getting bashed by the pale faces and the courts always found inconclusive evidence.




The Second Foundation Pt. 02



Dez made up his mind to fuck these stupid guys' white women at any chance he got.

For he realized that a lot of the white woman wanted black cock, and in the absence of witnesses, it wasn't all that hard to fuck them, actually. Sometimes it was just a look or a smile that let him know. 

One afternoon, he was walking down a street and met a young white woman with a nice, big ass, cupped in tight jeans pushing a baby in a pram. Their eyes met and she smiled and blushed, and he saw lust. He pretended to ask her for directions and they chatted. Then he asked her where she lived. It was just around the corner. She had some shopping so he carried her bags and walked her home. 

She invited him in for a drink. She put her kid to bed and gave him one of her husband's beers. He rolled a joint and she said she shouldn't smoke but took a couple of puffs. Anyway, she was high from lust, the way she kept ogling him with big, glassy eyes and rubbing her full thighs together. When he finished the joint, he held his hand out to her. She giggled softly and came to him. He pulled her astride his lap and the young mom said we shouldn't be doing this. He told she was right and started fondling her big, lactating tits and kissing her. She started writhing on his lap, rubbing her pussy into his cock and feasting on his thick, dark lips. 15 minutes later, he was fucking her. He took his time, ate her out and then fucked her nice and good and long till she was moaning that she had never been fucked so good and bawling so loud he feared she would wake the baby. 

That German woman astounded him with her lust for sex. She was a back breaker. He dropped by a couple of times to fuck her when her husband was at work. Sometimes she used to push her pram to the refugee home and the other refugees would play with her blond kid as she disappeared into a room with Dez and got black fucked. She had married as a virgin, but Dez soon pulled the freak out of her. He had her sucking dick and eating ass. Then he got her to open her ass to him and soon he was fucking any hole he pleased. He even told her to put it in her ear and she giggled and did it. He brought Manuel around and they fucked her together. Then when she came to the refugee home to get some black dick, he fucked her with two other brothers, filling up all her three holes and making her air tight. A couple of days later, a fourth brother stumbled in by mistake and she reached out for his cock and started stroking it when Dez told her to do so. 

On another occasion, the refugees threw a party at the church and several of the town's people came to party with the refugees. Many of the Germans who helped the refugees invited their families and friends. There were many people he had never seen before. The Africans were dancing raunchily and the whites were watching with fascination and even envy. One girl in particular caught his eye. She was of medium height, slim, with a pretty face and long blond hair. She was about nineteen or so. She looked like a beautiful elf, especially with those big, round blue eyes of hers. She was dressed in a short, loose but sexy, sleeveless halter dress and high heels. She was with a guy and looked intimate with him. But Dez saw her gazing at the brothers dreamily. Their eyes met. She broke into a shy smile. He called her over with his finger without her guy seeing and stepped outside, into the warm, dark evening. A couple of minutes later, he saw her framed in the door way. He called her over softly. They went to the back of church. 

The back yard was lit by a couple of bulbs. They stood in the soft light and she gazed at him with fascination and reverence. He didn't even ask her name. Dez just pulled her into his arms and kissed her like he owned her. She moaned and opened her soft mouth for him. Then he wast stroking her tits and pushing her skirt up to palm and squeeze her ass. She melted and moaned softly, pushing against him with want. Dez pushed her up against the wall of the church, eased her thongs off her pussy and finger fucked her dripping hole as he feasted on her tits. Then he hooked a hand under her knee, pulled it way up and slid his cock into her pussy. He fucked her in the standing position, and she was crying and writhing against the wall as her pussy was stuffed full of black cock. She came so fast he was amazed. Dez pushed her down to her knees gently and fucked her face nice and good. She sucked him softly, gently, sensuously, moaning and groaning as she slurped and stroked his cock with her tongue. There was something so worshipful about her demeanor.

Dez then pulled her to her feet and turned her around to face the wall. He made her plant her hands on the church wall as he pulled her hem up around her hips and entered her from behind. He squeezed her round, pale ass cheeks as he fucked her pussy nice and deep. She moaned softly, sweetly, rolling her ass on his cock, sending it deep into her hot, slippery, tight hole. Then he started yanking her onto his cock, making her ass slap loudly into his hips and she started bawling with pleasure. She came hard but he held her firmly and kept hammering her. Finally, he exploded in her pussy, filling her hole up with hot, creamy cum.

As he pulled out of her, there was a loud, wet pop. She shivered as the cold air got into her hot, gaping hole. Cum dripped down the insides of her thighs. Dez told her to scoop it up and lick it, in a gentle but firm voice. She did it, shuddering and moaning.

Dez kissed her deeply. Then he pushed her down and told her to clean up his cock. She cleaned him with her hot, soft mouth, moaning. That shit got his dick hard again, so he made her sit on her heels and stood over her, fucking her face and she opened her mouth wide and let him use her for his pleasure. Then she started stroking her smeared pussy and her sweet moans rang out around his cock. As he came in her mouth, she came all over her fingers. Then he made her clean his cock again.

He pulled her to her feet and she hugged him tightly.

"Thanks." She said softly. "I really enjoyed that."

They heard her boyfriend calling her name. It was Mirja.

"My boyfriend. I have to go. You can come and fuck me whenever you want. He works all day till eight. Bye honey."

She left. He heard her talking to her boyfriend. Later, he saw her kissing him like it never took place. Mirja kept smiling and winking at him when stupid was not looking. Then he saw her talking to a girl and pointing at him. The girl was kind of chubby and about Mirja's age. She came to Dez soon afterwards. Dez took her outside and fucked her too. Then he called Manuel over and told him to outside. He sidled up to Mirja unobserved and told her to go outside and fuck his friend. She gasped. But after another song, he saw her give her boyfriend the slip and go to get Manuel's cock. She only came back after thirty minutes, looking dizzy and walking on unsteady legs. He thought he saw something shiny and creamy on her chin. Then she was sitting astride her boyfriend and tongue kissing him. Dez ended up taking her friend home and fucking her all night, for her kids were at her moms and her live in boyfriend was out of town. She made him a tasty breakfast and blew him as he devoured it. She let him fuck her sore pussy and stretched ass hole one more time and told him her husband worked shifts, but he could always call and she would tell him when the coast was clear and the pussy and ass were available. Sometimes he went and fucked her alone, sometimes he took his boys with him. Sometimes Mirja came and joined them and ate her friend while the both got black fucked, sometimes she didn't Dez didn't really care. 

Chapter 8

One day at work, Isabel came started giving him shit over nothing, calling him a lazy jerk and talking that back to Africa shit! Dez was pissed. Didn't she know who he was. He gave her an angry look for a second and she back pedaled. He saw deep seated fear and submission in her eyes. Then she talked shit from a safe distance, but he knew he had her. Anyway, he had seen her eying him quite often, like she desired him much more than she despised. He knew her problem, she knew girls liked him and just didn't think she could have him, so she hated him even more.

He was gonna change that. That evening, when most of the staff were gone, he went into Isabel's office and found the thick woman drinking wine and looking pissed off. She started talking shit. Dez just looked at her confidently as he locked the door and then walked around her desk. He grabbed her by her curly brunette hair and told her he was giving her the fuck of her life. She snarled and tried to push him off. Dez pushed the fat mama against the wall and started tongue kissing her forcefully. She tried to resist, but he grabbed her by the throat and pinned her still. He told her he was fucking her no matter what. It was up to her to enjoy it or not. She could have screamed for help but she didn't 

"We cant!" she whispered fiercely. "I am your boss!"

"You are a woman, a very attractive woman!" he lied.

"I am fat you ass hole! Don't lie to me!" she sneered.

"Us Africans like women with ass, tits and body like you. I am not like that stupid white boy that ran out on you. I have wanted to fuck you since I first saw you!" It was another white lie.

"You are so insolent you black bastard!" she rasped.

"You are my whore! My sexy, fat white whore! And I am gonna fuck you good."

When he kissed her again she soon softened in his arms. Then he laid her on her desk and put her long, fat thighs up. He pulled her huge, silk panties off her big, hairy pussy and finger fucked her, and discovered she was dripping wet. He rolled and twisted his digits in her big cunt and she moaned sweetly, her face becoming sweet and happy for the first time since he had known her.

Dez made her lick his digits and taste herself and she blushed and called him evil but she devoured the dark digits. Then he fucked her right on her desk, letting her keep her huge business suit on. He fucked her long and good, riding her fat pussy till she was gobbling like a turkey and shoving her thick hips up at him. He coasted in it, then he ran in it, then he jumped in it, then he hammered it in. Isabel went mad, thrashing and heaving about her desk as she came and came again. He had to gag her with his hand or she would have screamed the place down. When she was drunk from cumming, he sat down in her chair and told her to kneel at his feet and blow him.

"You are so fucking cheeky. Such a cheeky black bastard!" she swore. "No man has ever made me do this!"

Then she was squatting at his feet and sucking him. She didn't know much about sucking dick but he coached her, till she was bobbing smoothly, taking him all the way to the back of her mouth and slurping wetly, loudly. She had such an appetite for his dick, and for pleasing, he realized, as her beady, pale blue eyes twinkled at him. He grabbed her forehead and pumped her up and down his hard black cock as her chubby cheeks and thick lips worked beautifully, sucking him, making him happy. He finally exploded in her soft, mouth and she sucked and swallowed him dry, moaning around his meat.

Dez dropped by her place and fucked her again, after work. She was wearing thongs and had shaved her pussy, like he had ordered. Dez wasn't abusive to her, but he commanded her in a nice, gentle but firm voice and she did whatever he told her. She would purr sweetly when she would suckle on his cock and he stroked her hair and called her a nice, sweet bitch. When he fucked her, he would tell her to stop being lazy and pop that fat ass like he knew she could. Now, she loved it when he called her fat but hot. And when he fucked her hard, she went mad. And when he told her to do something, she did it. She stopped dissing him at work. Then she gave him her fat ass and he fucked it and it was so tight. He had her licking his ass soon after that, and the chubby mama loved to really go digging deep inside his hole and get that black ass, like he told her. She would giggle sweetly, after he fucked her like a dirty slut, and tell him she had never had so much fun. After he fucked her for two weeks, he dropped by with some brothers and they gang banged her with four black cocks. He never saw a fat white woman so happy and so cock crazy.

Soon, Isabel was a happy, satisfied woman. She started employing refugees at the supermarket and told Dez they even worked better than white guys and were not so lazy and spoiled and didn't complain so much about shit. Then she married one black refugee that needed papers, but she made him promise he would let her fuck Dez and any other black guy that wanted her. Now, the black guys wanted jobs, so they fucked her like a beauty queen. And anyway, her ass was tight and she sucked such a mean dick within a short time, so fucking her alone or in a team was worth it, for a young buck. 

Dez brought a couple of handsome Arabs and East European white guys who needed jobs to also fuck her but she chased them away angrily, throwing a flower pot after them. She said she only wanted dark meat, not some pale shit. The same thing had happened so often actually. All the white women he fucked would lose interest in white guys, except when it came to fucking their husbands, maybe, and that was a big one.

Dez was promoted to working at the till and he started making enough money to move out of the refugee home, all because he fucked a fat, sadistic white woman and made her submit to him. He started looking for a place to stay. Of course, it was difficult, because those Germans didn't want a black in their apartments. Isabel wanted him to move in with her but he didn't think so. He could see her eyes already shining with lust and knew she would be chasing him around the house and fucking him. She was even losing much weight from all that black cock, fuck a diet.

Chapter 9

Dez had fucked a lot of women back home, for he was handsome, charming and skilled with girls. However, with German girls, he realized he could fuck them just because he was black. He started understanding why white men hated blacks. Their women wanted black men so much. Even the German women who told him that their men had long cocks and could fuck still wanted black dick. It wasn't just the sex for them, it was about being fucked by a black man, sucking him, eating his balls or ass or whatever else he wanted. If he talked rudely to them, they would say, "My man would never dare talk to me like that!" then they would do whatever he had said, be it sucking his dick or getting him a beer.

Now, Dez fucked several German women, young, mature, tall, short, slim, thick, and the result was the same. He fucked them out of their minds and used them for his pleasure, which was their pleasure. All the German chicks he was fucking were married or had boyfriends, but they wanted to fuck him on the side. If he got bored of a girl or had something else to do, he sent Manuel or another brother around and the girls didn't mind. They just sucked black dick and opened their legs for it. And their husbands would come home, to their well fucked women, not even knowing a thing. One nasty white woman told him she liked to make her husband kiss her and eat her out, feeding him black men's cum without him knowing. Dez told all the women he was fucking to do it and they laughed wickedly and did it. Right then, he saw that they really weren't too impressed with white guys. Not at all.

Of course, it was a dangerous game. Once he nearly got caught. He just met this German woman at the supermarket. She was about thirty and had a fine ass, big tits and there was something wild and sexy about her. He insisted on pushing her trolley to her car and helped put her groceries in. Then she asked him to hop and took him home. They chatted easily and laughed, but they both knew what was going on.

They got to her house and he brought her groceries in. After a couple of glasses of wine, they were tongue kissing. Then she was lying across his lap, blowing him as he finger fucked her on the couch. She turned out to be a winner, for soon, she was riding his dick frenziedly, her big tits whipping in his face. He grabbed her hips and gave it to her, nice and hard as he sucked the nipples off her tits. She said she loved to see his dark lips on her white tits and then she was cuming. Dez just took her and fucked her like he had known and dated her for ages, and she opened up her legs and gave him her holes like she had been waiting for him all her life. She was into ass fucking too, and didn't need lube for her ass got wet. And when she came, she squirted all over his dick. Dez fucked her all afternoon. She said her husband would pick up the kids from school and return around six. They forgot about the time though, as he fucked her and rode her like a horse, bare back. 

Then she kneeling at his feet, ass naked, blowing him voraciously and he was was sitting back on the couch, using her hair like a handle to pump her pretty face on his big, black cock. He was just cuming in a German wife's mouth when they heard her husband's car pull up. Dez exploded in her mouth and then he ran out of the back door as the husband and kids came in at the front. Dez looked in through the window and saw the naked wife tongue kissing her husband with the mouth he had just fucked and cum in. Damn!

Chapter 10

One sunny afternoon, Dez was walking down a street with nice, big houses and neat gardens. As he passed a house, he saw two white girls, one lanky and tall, the other shorter and thicker, both blonds, aged about nineteen, playing on the lawn, in their skimpy thong bikinis, spraying each other with a hose and laughing and running around. They seemed so happy, and their tiny thong bottoms were wet, and plastered to their pussies, outlining the lips of their young pussies. He stopped to gaze. They saw him and called him over, speaking Hip Hop English to him. They asked him if he had weed to sell. He said he did have weed, but would only smoke it with them. They gazed at each other, and then invited him in and smuggled him into the house, after making sure nobody was watching.

They were soon in one of the girls' big, spacious bedroom. Dez sat on a wide couch and the girls sat on a bed, gazing at him with curiosity, fascination and lust, but they were keeping their distance and not saying much. He rolled a fat joint, fired it up, inhaled a couple of times and passed it on greasy. Louisa put on some Hip Hop music. After the first joint, the girls loosened up. Louisa stole some Barcadi from her dad's bar and made them cocktails as Dez rolled one joint after another, to loosen them up. At first, they sat the weed. 

They told him they were best friends, and knew each other from school. The tall, lanky one, Louisa, lived in the house with her dad, who was away for the week end, and the shorter, thicker one, Marta, was visiting. Louisa was had big, blue eyes, a wide thin mouth and she was tall, slim and supple, with small tits. She told him she danced ballet. Marta had thick boobs and wide, curvy hips, and she told him she played tennis. They said they loved hip hop and found rappers so sexy. 

When Louisa went to the bathroom, Dez held his hand out to Marta and called her over, confidently. She came as if in a trance, blushing. He pulled her astride his lap and she giggled. He started stroking her hot, soft, curvy body and she sighed and opened her mouth and he kissed her deeply. She was wearing a tiny little thong bottom and he had full access to her young, thick, pale ass. Dez grabbed it, stroked it, explored it and squeezed it as he tongued her mouth and got his tongue lapped and sucked. He eased his hand between her thick, round white cheeks and stroked her crack and Marta started humping his cock lustily and then she was yanking his t-shirt off and kissing his chest and sucking on his nipples.




The Second Foundation Pt. 02



"What are you guys up to?" Louisa gasped, looking at them from the door way.

"Come in and close the door," Dez told the slim, tall young blond. Marta got a bit shy, but he kept tonguing her and stroking her ass crack and she started kissing him and working his dark breasts as she ground her cunt into his thick cock lustily. He cupped her pussy with his other hand and stroked it to the rhythm of his hand that was stroking her ass crack. Louisa stared in disbelief, seeing the big, dark hands working her friends pale body. She got horny from the site. She grabbed a joint and started smoking, as she sat on her bed and gazed transfixed, feeling all tingly.

Dez eased his digits under Marta's tight little thong and they dabbled in her pink wetness. She gasped and stiffened, but he stroked her engorged, dripping pussy expertly and she started rolling her hips against his hand and sucking his tongue down her throat. Then he wriggled one digit, then another into her and started finger fucking her and she started crying. He made her stand up over him and bend over so her friend could see his dark digits working her mate's pink pussy. 

"Fuck my hand Marta. I want you to cum all over my digits! Do it!" he rasped.

"I cant believe I am doing this. Its so much fun!" she rasped back and she went wild with lust and arousal. Marta feasted on his lips and gasped into them, as she fucked his hand with growing urgency, ignoring her friend completely. Dez fucked her harder and faster, slapping his palm into her cunt until she was cuming hard, her body twisting convulsing all over him. She finally collapsed over him and draped her arms around his neck, then she was kissing him and giggling.

She left for the bathroom. Dez held his hand out to Louisa.

"No!" she rasped huskily, her eyes saying something else as she gazed at his dark, muscular body. "I have a boyfriend."

"I wont fuck you. I will just make you cum."

Louisa came to him, and when Marta returned, her friend was kissing Dez and getting finger fucked on the couch. The lanky girl stood over him and whipped her hips up and down on his digits, grabbing onto his shoulders and impaling her pink, young pussy on his digits. She was horny her juices were making his fingers white.

Dez saw her tightening up and going stiff, holding her breath deep in her chest, as she was about to come. He fished his cock out of his pants and it was hard. He pulled his digits out of Louisa and the nineteen year old wailed in anguish. Then he pushed his cock smoothly and swiftly into her, pulling her hips down and shoving it all into her young, tight, dripping, hot hole.

"No!" she wailed, even as she convulsed and came all over his thick, hard, hot black cock. "I said no fucking!"

Dez smeared his lips into hers and started pumping her slim, curvy hips on his dick. As she felt his meat pumping in and out of her hole, filling her up, stretching her and sending sharp, beautiful sensations all over her body, Louisa cried into his mouth and started fucking him back. He fucked her nice and deep and made her cum hard. Then he grabbed her hips and yanked them onto his cock as he punched her young cunt like he was mad at it. Louisa screamed and arched her back and reared wildly, cuming hard. Then Dez stood up with her, scooping up her long legs and grabbing her ass cheeks. He walked around the room with his pants around his feet, fucking her, slapping his hips into her small, round, young ass as she held on to his shoulders and came like a bitch. He kept fucking her till she draped herself over his shoulders and cried softly into his neck. Then he buried his cock into her and exploded deep inside her vagina. He took her to the bed and dropped her down on her back besides her friend. 

Marta gazed as if in a trance, from her friend's gaping, pink hole, that was smeared and leaking thick creamy cunt, to Dez# softening, smeared cock that was inches from her face.

Dez smiled at her and gently cupped the back of her head.

"Lick this black cock, I know you want to!"

"No! I got a boyfriend. And it was just in Louisa's thing!" she rasped fearfully.

Dez brought her gently to his cock and rubbed it softly on her lips. She started licking it softly. Then she was moaning and lapping it. Dez took her hand to it and she started stroking and sucking his dick like she was born to it. She devoured him with hunger and made him hard as a rock. Louisa was gazing dreamily as she lay on her back. Dez told her to stroke her pussy and she blushed and did it. Soon, she was rolling her hips on her digits as her friend sucked the black cock straight from her pussy. Marta even tried to fight him as he pulled his cock away from her mouth. But Dez pulled her down onto the carpet and made her bend over on all fours, as he pushed her face into her friend's smeared pussy.

"Lick her pussy!"

"No!" she gasped. "I cant do that!" Even Louisa stiffened, but she didn't move away and she kept stroking her cunt.

Dez fished Marta's thong bottoms out of her crack and stroked her hole and found it dripping wet. He brought his cock to her pussy and pushed it in. She wasn't as tight as Louisa, but she was still hot and wet. He started fucking her slowly and she started moaning and pushing back. Then he pushed her face gently into Louisa's pussy and she started moaning and sucking and slurping. As he fucked her harder and deeper, she started crying with joy and devouring Louisa like she wanted to enter her pussy. Louisa cried with joy, gazing at Dez with lust and fascination.

Both girls had now submitted completely to Dez and he knew he could fuck them as he pleased. He fucked Marta and then stopped moving and told her to fuck herself on his dick. She pumped her ass ferociously like she wanted to gut herself. She was producing sharp, loud squeals on every thrust and he was smacking her ass and grabbing and squeezing it, leaving deep, red welts on her white skin. Then she started rearing and cuming and he fucked her hard and sent her into delirium. She finally just stopped moving and moaned into her friend's pink, wet pussy. 

Dez pulled out of her and told her to keep tonguing Louisa Then he climbed up on the bed and fed the mesmerized, lanky girl his cock. She moaned around his meat and started bobbing and stroking him as she fucked her friend's face. Dez let her slurp and suck away all her friend's tasty juices, then he pulled her onto the bed and rode her pussy. Louisa cried, wrapping her arms and legs around him and fucking him back lustily. She was fit, was the ballerina, and she took to his cock like an eagle to flying. 

Dez pounded her like he wanted to nail her to the bed. At first, she even winced at the brutal fucking. Then he puled back and let her see his black cock splitting her white pussy, and she started cuming hard. Marta was still on her knees, gazing at his cock fucking the shit out of her friend. 

Dez called her onto the bed as he rolled Louisa onto her back and put two pillows under her hips to raise that small, round firm white ass. He made Marta lie on her back before Louisa and pushed her pretty face into her friend's cunt. Louisa started munching, slurping and moaning as he fucked her nice and slow. She started digging her face deep into her friend's pussy, eating her frenziedly, like she was starving. Then he stepped it up and fucked her hard, thumping his hips into her ass, till he had her screaming and damn near out of her mind. He pulled out his raging cock and sprayed it in their faces, and then he made them tongue kiss and lick his cum off their faces. They did it, moaning.

He lay down between them as they recovered. Louisa said she couldn't believe what had happened. But Marta said since she saw black guys in Hip Hop video's she had always felt very attracted to them, and wanted to fuck them. Louisa went to make supper and he fucked Marta one more time. After the food, the two guys that were dating the girls popped around, wanting to get their fuck on, as had been planned. But the girls lied that Louisa's dad was coming back that evening and got rid of them, after kissing them deeply. One guy asked about the salty taste and Louisa lied and said they had eaten some black fish.

The girls came back to Dez and he fucked them all night. 

After Marta was gone, Louisa said she wanted to date Dez. She said she had also always liked black guys and her white boyfriend just didn't do it for her.

Louisa dumped her boyfriend and she used to come around to the refugee home and suck and fuck him. And they spent time together, chatting, going for walks in the forest, smoking, fucking. Sometimes Marta came with her and he fucked them together. Then Marta started coming alone, every day, cutting school, and when she didn't find Dez she fucked any other brother she could find. She became a real black cock slut and she would fuck up to five black guys, one after the other or together. Any black guy she met got lucky. If no guys were around, she even paid sexy black girls for some lesbian sex. She loved her dark meat all right.

After two months, she became pregnant and didn't know the daddy. But she kept coming around to get black cock anyway. She didn't even hide it from her friends, if a white guy asked her out, she told him she took black cock only. If they didn't believe her, she lowered her jeans and showed them a tattoo above her ass which read, "Black cock only." That really pissed off those guys but what could they do. Her dad was the chief of police, so they couldn't touch her. Her dad finally did come to the refugee home with his daughter and said that the guy who had made her pregnant had to marry her. All the guys wanted to do this, to get their papers. Marta chose the most handsome, young stud who had fucked her real good and her dad married them. But she didn't just love that guy, she loved the whole race.

Louisa however was only interested in Dez and in love with him. She was pushing for him to meet her dad, but he didn't want. 

"Are you crazy? You know the men in this town. Your dad will beat you up and kill me!"

"Dad is not like that. He is left wing and is not a racist. You will like him when you meet him. I will introduce you to him."

Dez was talked and sucked and fucked by the sexy, supple teen ager into meeting her dad. She told him her new boyfriend would be coming over but she didn't tell him he was black. Dez shaved and put on his best clothes and went for supper. He helped Louisa cook it. He was really beginning to like the girl. She was sweet and nice, though a bit too serious and humorless sometimes.

Her dad, a forty nine year old German returned in the evening, from a meeting on the growing right wing radical problem in Germany. Her daughter was dressed up nicely and had made a tasty supper. Now her dad was pissed when he saw Dez. But Louisa said 

"Dad, you always told me racism was wrong. He is a nice guy. I love him!"

He finally kept quiet and tried to be friendly, but Dez could tell he was pissed. They drank some whiskey together and he chatted with Dez, watching his daughter sitting on her lap. 

Then he called it a night and Dez and Louisa went to her room. They fucked and Louisa did her most favorite new occupation, she started sucking Dez and making him explode in her mouth, three times in a row. 

They were dozing off when her dad banged on her door. He stormed in and found them naked. The gun was carrying a gun and he wasn't joking.

"raus, oder ich schiesse! (out, or I will shoot!" he shouted. 

Louisa tried to calm him down but he back handed her and sent her flying. 

"How can you do this to me, after all I have done for you! I worked hard for you! And gave you the best in life!" he shouted madly.

Dez ran out with his clothes in his hand because he could tell the guy actually wanted to shoot him.

A couple of days later, Louisa turned up at his place and she had her bags packed. She told him she was leaving and wanted him to come with her. Dez instead took her in, fucked her and then drove with her to Hamburg, to Adam#s place.

Now, Dez could not move out of his town because of the conditions of his Asylum. And he wasn't keen on a long distance relationship. However, Louisa was telling she gave everything up for him and she wanted to get married and have black babies soon.

Now, they went to visit Adam and something funny happened. As Adam saw Louisa and she saw him, Dez could swear he saw a spark fly between them. Adam started grinning and chuckling and Louisa started giggling. Dez could tell the two were in love, at first sight.

He liked Louisa a lot and he knew she loved him. But she didn't have all of his heart because Trish had most of it. They stayed at Adams for a couple of days and Dez saw that Adam really liked her and Louisa liked him too. Dez wasn't a jealous type of guy. He decided to set it up and see. 

He called Anika over and the lawyer immediately started ogling the tall, lanky, young blond beauty. She offered Louisa an apprenticeship in her company. They went out drinking and smoking and dancing. When they got home, some hot, foursome action started. At first Louisa was kind of shy but she was horny. Dez told her he wanted her to have fun and she said she was doing it for him. Then she was fucking him and sucking Adam#s dick straight out of Anika's thirty year old blond pussy. Dez and Adam fucked her together and she ate Anika and loved it. She was such a fuck slut she amazed them. After Anika went back to her husband, Dez and Adam kept fucking her together. But when Dez was out of the place, she wouldn't fuck Adam, saying she needed Dez' permission. Dez told her he wanted her to fuck his man too. Then she did it.

He went back to Kirschberg, leaving them fucking. 

Her dad came to him a week later, acting so nice, asking about his daughter's whereabouts. Dez said he didn't know. The guy even promised that if he got her back, he would let him date her, but they had to keep it secret. Dez said,

"Sorry, but I cant help you man!"

Adam called him and said he was happy with Louisa. He asked Dez if he wanted to date her, or if it was OK if he did. Dez said go ahead, but don't break her heart. A few days later, Louisa called and asked if he would be angry and hurt if she dated Adam. Dez pretended to be a bit sad at first, just so she wouldn't catch on that he wanted it. Then he said OK, but be good to my mans. She said she would. And asked when he was coming to visit again. She said she and Adam had agreed that it would be OK for him to fuck her. For she said she never would forget him, for he was the man who really took her virginity, not her first white boyfriend, coz white cock didn't count for her.

Two months later, she was pregnant with Adam's child. Adam was very happy, though he said she was kind of depressed and morose sometimes, for no reason. And she talked some shit about, "I enjoy it to be sad sometimes." But at leasts he didn't nag and try to be the boss.

Dez told him that no one was perfect. She was a good girl, after all. Most of the times. Adam was even saying he wanted to go straight and shit.

The story ended well and all was well that ends well, but Dez had learned a lesson, in their town, it was dangerous to fuck a white woman and get caught. From then on, he hit that white pussy secretly.

Chapter 11

However, his most amazing experience back then was with Mirja, the pretty elven girl he had fucked at the church and her boyfriend, Paulo. He was in town one afternoon when he bumped into them and their two year old daughter. Mirja introduced him to Paulo, her boyfriend and he was nice and friendly. They invited him over to their place for supper. Paulo cooked supper as he chatted with Mirja, and she was acting all relaxed, like it was nothing that she was fucking Dez behind her boyfriend's back.

As Paulo went to the bathroom, Dez told her he was feeling a bit weird, for Paulo was a nice guy.

Its all right. He knows about us.. I told him."

"What!" Dez gasped. Back home, if you fucked someone else's girl and the guy found out, he would thrash that ass, at least.

"Did he beat you up?"

"No. Don't be silly. He finds it erotic. Would you like to fuck me while he is watching."

"No!"

"Desmond, would you like to have a baby with me? We would like to have a black baby!"

"What? Surely, he wont accept that!"

"Our daughter is also not his. I had an affair with another guy back then. We tested the baby and its not his. But he loves it like his own."

Dez was shocked and disgusted. After supper, Mirja then asked her boyfriend to bring their baby to bed and leave them alone. 

She blew him and then he fucked her on the couch, looking over his shoulder just to make sure the guy would not attack him and kill his black ass. Paulo came in silently and sat on couch, watching him fuck his girl. There was no jealous or anger in his eyes, just fascination, lust and submissiveness. Dez couldn't believe it! But the situation made him horny. Mirja was going crazy on his cock, throwing her pink, wet blond pussy at him and then jumping onto her knees and sucking her juices off it, as if she wanted to show her husband what a whore she was. He fucked her hard and she screamed the house down. Dez would look at her husband and see him stroking his pink cock and gasping, getting so horny from seeing him fuck his wife. Dez came in her pussy, after she assured him that she was on the pill. Her husband came too, spraying his cum into his hand. 

Then Dez got real nasty and told Mirja to lube her ass hole with the goo from her pussy. He made her finger fuck her ass as he fucked her face right in front of her husband. Then he told her to she bent over and fucked her up the ass, taking his time, telling her to push it on him and pop those cheeks. Then he pulled out and told her to spread those cheeks and he and her husband gazed at her gaping, well drilled ass. He fucked her mouth just to give her a taste of her ass. He asked her how it tasted and she said delicious. SO he kept going from ass to mouth and her husband kept groaning as his wife was drilled up the ass by the young black rogue. Mirja started throwing her white ass on his black cock and begging him to cum in her hole. He did, pumping gallons of cum in her. When he pulled out, she stayed on the couch, face down, ass up, her pink anus gaping and leaking. Dez would have told her to go and clean that shit up but she wasn't his wife, so why bother?

He put his clothes on to leave. Paulo shook his hand and led him to the door. Dez walked around to the window and peeped inside. To his utter disbelief, he saw Paulo licking his girl's ass hole and pussy with fervor. And she was stroking his head and pulling him deeper inside. Then she was standing over him and sitting her as on his face like he was a human bar stool. Dez was now sure the guy was gay. Then he saw him start fucking his wife, sliding his cock into her sloppy pussy that he had cum in. And the guy was so horny, grunting and bucking away, and groaning, through his pink lips that were smeared with the black man's cum.

Dez felt nauseated and shocked. He almost vomited and decided not to fuck Mirja again. He just couldn't understand what the hell was wrong with a guy like Paulo, tall, handsome, good looking and yet so, wormy and slimy....

Chapter 12

At first, Dez fucked about any white pussy he could get. He would just go out for a stroll and chat up women and fuck them when their men were at work, for most of the women were house wives. He liked to fuck them real hard and turn them into his sluts. Then he would hook them up with some other brothers and sometimes they would fuck them in twos or threes, using them like sluts. Now, with the girls back home, you would probably have had to pay a woman a lot of cash before they would let you do that shit. But it wasn't all that hard to get those married white wives to get real dirty with brothers. He and his mates would drop by a white woman's house, smoke weed, drink her man's beer and wine and watch a flick and listen to music as they made her crawl around in her thongs and sucking one big, black cock after another, and lick ass and balls, just like they owned her. Then they would slide one dick up her ass, another up her pussy and one in her mouth, making her air tight, and she would fuck them feverishly and cum the whole time.




The Second Foundation Pt. 02



They didn't have to threaten her or anything. They just said the word, firmly but gently, and the white woman did it. One or two absolutely refused to go down the slut road, and he had to fuck them real good for ages and come up with tricks, just to get them to finally submit, but sooner or later, they sucked his friends and then let them fuck too. But the rest submitted and succumbed real easily. One of them was funny though, the married woman would suck and fuck his mans if he was around, but if they turned up alone, she wouldn't. She said she was Dez' girl and would only let them fuck if he was around and said so. Now, that was love and loyalty. Dez told her to fuck any black man he sent around and she said, "All right honey!"

Dez realized that yeah, white women liked to get a nice, good, thorough fuck from a black man. But there was something more, like they loved to submit and serve them. And they loved being used like black men's whores. He couldn't understand this, but he damn sure utilized it, fucking and turning German women into cock sluts, using them for his and his boys' amusement and pleasure. They derived pleasure and satisfaction from it anyway, those women.

Chapter 13

But after a while, Dez slowed down. He was tired of fucking women just because he could. He wanted a nice girl to date. And he felt so jealous when he would visit Adam and Louisa and the two were so happy. Sometimes they fucked her together, but though still a dog, Adam had stopped fucking around and was fully in love. The only time he fucked another woman was when he and Louisa shared Anika and whatever young white woman she was breaking into black cock, which seemed to be her specialty. Adam told him that Anika was breaking at least three to four white women every month, teaching them to love black cock and pussy. She even had an African girl in her house now, and she was paying the sexy ebony beauty loads of cash and fucking her every night while her wimp husband slept on the couch.

Dez wanted a girl of his own. He wanted love and affection. And of course, he had been around for for six months now, and needed to get married in the next six months, to get his papers. Dez wanted a nice, sweet white girl to be his wife. She didn't have to be a good girl all the way, hell, she had to be freaky. But he was sure he could pull the freak out of any white girl anyway. 

Chapter 14

Dez was asked by his language teacher, Erika to help with some renovations in one of her kid's rooms. He gladly did it, for he was grateful that she had found him the job at the supermarket.

Erika was a natural redhead, of medium height, with a slim body. She had a pleasant, pale, freckled face, a slim body and small breasts, and like most women with small orbs, she had a nice, round ass. The refugees with whom he took her classes always joked about her calling her a man in a woman's body, for she had little female flair; she seldom laughed or smiled, never flirted back, wore very plain clothes and walked like a man, with no swing to her hips. It was like she rejected her femaleness and tried to be like a man.

He went over to her house on Friday evening. She greeted him in her distanced manner. She was wearing a pair of overalls and a cap turned backwards and looked like a tom boy. 

Erika was eager to get started. She led him to the room and they went to work. There was something manly about her demeanor. She wanted to be in charge and have things done her way. And she was quick to take tools into her hands. Dez found this funny, for the women back home liked to leave this type of work entirely in a man's hand and would never carry heavy stuff or swing a hammer. Erika was hard working, capable and efficient. The work moved fast and smoothly. 

Dez did not like her kids initially. They were aged 7 and 10 and were rude, stubborn brats that cussed out and terrorized their mom and didn't listen. And Erika let them get away with everything. Back home, such impish devils would get smacked and their mouths would get washed out with soap. However, in Europe, you could get jailed for that shit.

Erika cooked a tasty supper, and as Dez showered. They ate with the kids and it took her ages to put them to bed. She gave Dez a glass of wine and went to shower. after her kids were finally in bed, she let Dez shower first, then she showered and joined him in her living room. 

Dez had never looked at her in a sexual manner, for usually, she wore loose, plain clothes and never flirted. But as she joined him, he realized she was very attractive. She was wearing a nice smelling perfume. She had combed her long, curly ginger hair open. Her long, pleasant, lightly freckled face was looking alluring. Her long, thin lips an orange-pink gloss. She had changed into a nice, pink blouse, and a tight, knee length, black skirt that did justice to her flaring hips and nice, round ass. She had shapely calves and feet were in open high heels. 

Her glassy, hazel- green eyes were set soberly, as usually, but she seemed to have a smile hovering at the corners of her wide mouth.

Erika perched on the edge of a couch on the opposite side of the room, with the table between them. As they drank, Dez asked her about herself, she told him in her serene manner that she had married early and was divorced. She worked as a supermarket cashier five days a week. Her ex husband, a carpenter, was a selfish jerk who worked illegally, getting cash underhand and evading taxes. He got social support money from the government and never paid for or took care of his kids. He was a drunkard, who watched TV all day and ran around with skin heads. He was even giving her grief that she was teaching foreigners German. 

Dez asked her why she did it and she said it was part of her Christian belief, to help those in need. Then she paused and added that she liked being with foreigners, they were not so stiff and humorless as Germans. Their eyes met and she smiled.

She asked him about his home and growing up. Now Dez liked to exaggerate and his accounts were always over blown and humorous. Soon, he noticed that Erika did not understand his humor, for she took every word seriously. Therefore he started pulling her leg, telling her some crazy stuff. Her eyes kept growing wider and she looked rather confused. He threw his head back and laughed heartily. She realized he was kidding and she laughed and grabbed a cushion and tossed it at him. It was the first time he had heard and seen her laughing heartily. From then, the atmosphere was very relaxed and even flirtatious.

Dez caught her gazing at him several times. He for his part, kept stealing looks at her fine ass whenever she got up, for her skirt was tight around the hips and that butt looked smashing. And when she bent over to get something his cock got hard. She caught him looking at her ass with lust filled eyes and blushed. Then she came and sat on the same couch with him. 

Dez was beginning to lust after her. He was fascinated with her, this pale, freckled, attractive female, that had such a gorgeous ass and fine body but seemed unattainable. He wanted to make her thaw and melt in his arms. And he wanted to ride that fine ass and make her scream with joy.

Erika was interesting for him for she was single and most of the girls he fucked were married or dating. He wanted to date a German girl.

He flirted with her as they chatted but she didn't flirt back. At the most, she would blush and avert her eyes. Dez could tell though that she wanted it. They all did, these white women. He smiled and decided to wait her out. She seemed to get kind of restless and he asked if she wanted him to leave. She urged him to have one more drink and hastily filled his glass and moved closer to him on the couch, so their elbows were touching lightly.

Chapter 15

They got drunk and it got late. When he wanted to leave, she walked him to the door. 

"Thanks a lot Dez. I will see what I can pay you on Sunday, all right?"

"Don't be crazy. You help me a lot with the German lessons. And anyway, the food and the wonderful company were more than enough."

"Thanks. Get home well," she said softly, blushing and shifting restlessly on her feet.

"Sleep well, Erika," he said, and opened the door. Then he rubbed her shoulder lightly and smiled into her eyes. They were fixed intensely on his, and twinkling.

"You too. Thanks again." She blushed as she reached up and stroked his dark arm. He could feel her hand shaking. Then she blushed again, and looked down.

"May I please have a hug. If that is OK with you," he asked her softly.

"You may!" she rasped, but made no move.

Dez slid his arms around her and pulled her gently into his body. Her arms slid around his middle, but she stood stiffly and held him very lightly. He looked into her eyes, and she blushed shyly and looked away. But she kept holding him and her body was trembling lightly. Her breath was coming in short, soft gasps..

He started stroking her back lightly. She rasped softly, but remained stiff and still. His hands got bolder, exploring and caressing her back firmly. She suddenly dropped her forehead onto his powerful chest and exhaled, loud and long and he realized she had been holding her breath. He pulled her very close and dug his fingers into her skin. She started rasping and her arms kept getting tighter around him. He stroked her fine, round ass cheeks, exploring them and she shivered. When he squeezed them and pulled her onto his hard cock and pushed his thick bundle into her cunt, grinding his hips. She gave her loudest rasp yet, shuddered hard and now hugged him very possessively, molding her soft body into his and rubbing her face feverishly into his thick, muscular chest.

Dez felt his ears start to ring with lust and joy. He claimed her mouth with his and kissed her. She rasped into his lips but remained still. Dez shoved her against the wall, pushing his thigh between hers. He bore down into her chin and kissed her fiercely, devouring her lips and shoving his thick tongue into her mouth. She started shuddering heavily. Then she dove at his face, knocking her forehead against his. Then she was kissing him ferociously and writhing wildly in his arms. She got aggressive, ripping his shirt open and sinking her talons into his flesh. He got aggressive too, ripping her blouse open and tearing her bra off her medium sized tits to maul them. 

She got all feverish, like a woman possessed, and ripped his pants open to yank his cock out, sinking her fingers into it so hard it made him wince. She dragged him to the floor and yanked her thong to the side and yanked him into her pussy. Her was surprised at how wet she was, her thong and upper thighs were soaked. Her pussy was hot and tight and it contracted violently around his meat. She slapped her arms and legs around him and started humping him furiously. She had an intent, very serious look on her face. Dez pumped her right back and their hips slapped together. They fucked like rabbits, right in her door way, on the cold wooden floor. Within seconds, she was cumming, hissing and rasping as her face twisted into a grimace. Then her breath exploded out ad she sank back to the floor, the lines on her face loosening. Dez rolled his hips round and round, making his cock dance slowly, sensuously in her now relaxed hole.

He leaned down and kissed her. She kissed him back a bit, then she pushed him back and growled,

"Fick mich richtig hart und tief! Fick mich mit deinem grossen Schwanz! Ich lieb das! (fuck me hard and deep. Oh yes! I love that!)" she gasped into his ear and dug her heels into his ass as her digits sank into his back, making him wince.

Dez raised himself up on his elbows and started thumping his bursting cock into her, sending it hurtling to the farthest depths of her hole. She closed her eyes and spread her thighs wide, raising her pussy for him to fuck as good and hard as he could. 

As he hit her pussy like a punching bag, as she gave short, sharp moans and took his hard rutting, fucking him back frenziedly. When he put her feet over his shoulders and drilled her hard, nailing her to the floor, she came hard thrashing around violently on the floor, but hardly making a sound. 

"Ich nimm die Pille. Du kannst ruhig in mir kommen! (I am on the pill. You can cum in me)" she rasped, then yanked his hips into hers.

Her pussy clenched tightly around him and his balls erupted in her cunt. Dez pulled back and hammered his cock into her. As his hot cum spurted deep inside her pussy, threw her head back and arched her back, shuddering and rasping .

Chapter 16

As they wallowed in each other's arms, she kissed him like she loved him and then whispered softly,

"Du kannst bleiben wen du möchtest (you can stay if you want)," she whispered.

He kissed her lips and said warmly, "Do you want me stay?"

"Yes!"

"Will you be happy if I stay?"

"Yes. Very!" she whispered thickly, without a smile on her face. He smiled warmly at her and she blushed and averted her eyes.

Dez carried her to her bedroom and removed her clothes. He gazed curiously at her as he undressed her white body.

"You are beautiful," he chuckled warmly. "A beautiful, attractive woman. And you have a most gorgeous ass!" he smacked it and stroked it.

"Thanks!" She rasped softly, smiling shyly and blushing profusely, almost as if she was ashamed.

He kissed and licked her from head to feet, kissing and licking every curve, leaving her skin wet, delighted and tingly. Her breasts were small and he could easily fit them in his mouth, so he did it and sucked and mused them like he wanted to devour them for real. She loved it, grabbing his head and raking his scalp with her digits. She had thick, crinkled, dark nipples and he nearly sucked them off her. They were so sensitive and she went mad, hissing and writhing and even kicking with her legs.

Then he went down on her and ate her pussy. She had a lush, reddish bush, split by an engorged, pink gash. At first she was shy and embarrassed, as he spread he gazed into her womanhood, running his digits through her soft bush. He chuckled and told her to look at him as he ate her pretty pussy. Then he spread her thick, engorged lips to open her hole and she nearly died with shame. She groaned and even tried to pull him up. 

He laughed, then he devoured her and tongued her leisurely, languidly, but skillfully, for ages and it was beautiful. Her pussy caught a slow, gentle, exquisite fire. She got over her shame and started rolling her hips and fucking his face. He held her gorgeous ass up and fucked her hole with his long tongue and she loved it so much she grabbed his head and pulled him in deeper, rasping frenziedly. Then he slipped two digits into her hot hole and sucked on her engorged clit and that did it for her. Fireworks exploded in her loins and she got so dizzy. Her rasps turned into moans and she threw her legs up and started humping his face as she came. 

When he finally came up into her arms and lowered his face to hers, she tried to wipe off her juices that were shining from his face. He pinched her hands away and entered her pussy. Then he rode her nice and slow, making her feel his dick as it slow shed smoothly in and out of her. She tried to spur him on to fuck her hard and fast but he told her,

"Nice and slow baby. Squeeze your pussy tightly around me and lets do it nice and slow!!!" he rasped in a deep, dark, sexy voice. 

She blushed but squeezed as hard as she could and he started rolling his hips like he was dancing in her. His cock grew even harder and thick, and she felt like it would burst her pussy. But it kept rolling and dancing in her hot, wet hole and she found it so exquisite she hissed like a snake. Then she snaked her arms around his neck and pulled his lips down to hers, feasting on them, tasting her salty, musky pussy. She loved it. As he pushed her thighs up and fucked her even deeper, she started lapping her pussy greedily off his cheeks and chin. 

His cock got very thick and her pussy squeezed Then he raised himself up and She came again and then she smiled and kissed him. 

He flipped her over and hit it from the back, nice slow and deep, sinking his big, dark hands onto her pale, freckled ass and holding her wide open as he gazed at his thick, black rod stretching her pink lips, and sliding in and out. His dick was soon lathered with her whitish, frothy girl cum. She started getting restless, trying to hump his dick fast, but he held her ass firmly and pumped her back and forth slowly, going in all the way, and out and in again. Then he held her still, kept just a third in her and rolled his hips, fucking her tight opening with his thick, engorged head. She rasped and hissed and her pussy squeezed tight around him and it felt so hot, making his dick grow even harder and thicker.

"Ohhhhh!!! Yes!!!!! Ja!!! ja!!! Fick mich!!!" she cried softly, sweetly.

He stepped up the tempo a bit and kept fucking just the opening and she gave a long, quavering moan. Then her pussy started convulsing around his cock and he knew she was cumming. He pulled back and hammered it into her, yanking her ass onto his crotch. She cried in anguished joy as his large cock was banged deep into her, filling her up beautifully. She had never felt so full of dick! She loved it. Her pussy exploded and her senses reeled.

Dez kept it buried in her and started grinding his pelvis into her ass. Erika went wild, hissing and moaning, arching her back and grinding her ass fiercely into his cock as her pussy kept orgasming intensely. 

When she finally started to come down, Dez raised her hips a bit and started pounding her nice, round ass, hard and fast and deep. 

"Oh ja!!! Ja!!! I need that Dez. Yes!!!" she cried and started lunging back at him, pumping and rolling her hips, fucking him back like a dog in heat. She felt another heavy orgasm whoosh at her and come crashing heavily down on her. She started crying as if in intense pain, her face twisted, eyes jammed shut. He fucked her harder and she started bawling. 

Dez was scared of waking up the kids and having his fuck disturbed, so he grabbed the back of her head and pushed her face into the pillow to stifle her cries. He slapped her ass and squeezed it as he slowed his pace down but hammered her harder, as if he wanted to destroy her fine ass. This seemed to drive her even wilder. Growling like a beast now, she grabbed onto to the bed covers and lunged back at him as he banged his cock into her. He pounded her ass to an oblivion, till she sank down onto the bed, keeping her ass raised so he could fuck her with his wonderful cock that was making her madly delirious.

"When he felt his orgasm rapidly approaching, Dez yanked his cock out of her. He grabbed it, and cum was leaking slowly out of the big pee slit. He was sweaty, and out of breath, but he was so horny his ears were ringing.

He pulled Erika's face to it by a wad of ginger hair. She gazed at it with dreamy, drowsy, smoky eyes and saw a thick, long, veined black snack, with a round engorged head that was weeping cream.

"Lick it!"

"No!" she gasped, blushing and recoiling. "I don't do that! No! Dez!"

"Lick it so I can fuck you nice and good again!" he pulled her back to it by the hair.

He pushed it at her lips and smeared it into them and she whimpered. Then she started licking it, tentatively at first. She shivered as she tasted his salty cum. Then she started lapping it like a cat lapping milk. She draped her wide lips over the head and suckled it, lapping up his cum. Then she licked the shaft, lapping up her juices from it. Dez put it in her mouth. She got all excited and moaned sweetly, but he realized she didn't know what to do with it.

He made her go down on all fours and fucked her mouth, slowly, gently, stroking her head lovingly. 




The Second Foundation Pt. 02



"Lick it and suck on it! Yeah! That's it. Nice and gentle. Show me you love it! Ah!!!"

She started moaning with relish and he guided her head and had her bobbing smoothly to meet him.

"Yeah! That's wonderful Erika," he encouraged her. "Nice and smooth. And suck it nicely. Yeah, that's it. Make your mouth feel like your sweet, soft hot pussy. Ah!!!!"

Then he stopped moving and Erica fucked him with her mouth, her movements growing more urgent and her skills getting better all the time. 

Dez flipped her over, fucked her again and she went wild and came again and again. As soon as he pulled out, she was back on her knees, sucking. He knew he was close, so he grabbed her face in both hands, held her pretty face, made her look up at him and fucked her mouth in smooth, urgent strokes. She held on to his hips and slurped away. As he got close to cumming he grow so thick and rigid she thought he would burst her lips. Then he exploded and Erika's mouth experienced a hard, leaping, spurting cock for the first time in her life. She moaned as the salty, creamy man fluid. She drank it greedily but more kept coming. She swallowed as much as she could, but felt some dripping down her chin.

Erika lay in her black lover's arms dreamily, stroking his dark skin and smiling from ear to ear. She slept deeply that night. When Dez woke up, she had brought him a tasty breakfast to bed.

Chapter 17

They started renovating again in the late morning. A friend of hers came and picked up her kids. As soon as they left, Dez pulled Erika into his arms and they started kissing. They ripped off each other clothes and fucked right on the floor.

They came, and went back to work again. Erika was wearing a skirt. She climbed up on a ladder and Dez found the sight of her ass so appetizing. He peeled off her panties, raised her skirt and made her put one foot on a higher rung. Then he squeezed her cheeks as he ate her pussy. She came all over his tongue. He stood up and made her back that fine, pale ass onto his hard black cock. 

"Now work it baby! I want you to fuck yourself on this dick until you come. I ain't even gonna do anything..."

Erika blushed and giggled and then she held on to the ladder and pumped it back at him. Dez didn't move, he just let her fuck herself. He only assisted by stroking her ass and squeezing it. When he smacked it she squealed and lunged back at him. He then grabbed her hips and thrust up to meet her and meat her and it was beautiful. She came all over his dick, moaning and hissing. Then he made her climb down the ladder, kneel at his feet and blow him. She blushed profusely especially when he told her to look up in his face. But she was jerking and sucking him like she loved it. And she did love it. She started moaning nice and soft at every one of her deep bobs. When he exploded in her mouth, she trembled and moaned and swallowed feverishly. Later, she told him she had cum from blowing him.

As they lay in bed that night, Erika told him she had had 12 German lovers, but none had ever fucked her that good. She confessed that she had tried to make him fuck her fast because her ex lovers could not last long, therefore she had been trying to cum fast, before it was too late. She then told him sincerely that she found black men so attractive and manly and felt excited around the black refugees, when she gave them lessons. After a pause, she said she got wet, just gazing at some of the brothers.

As if to emphasize, she went down on him and blew his big, black cock. Once she got over her embarrassment and priggishness, Erika took to sucking a big, black dick like a duck to water. And with a little guidance, she developed mad skills. She sucked him before, during and after fucking and she drank his cum with joy. In fact, she liked to fuck without a rubber and have him finish off in her mouth. Dez was amazed at how the white woman really loved his big, black cock. He even wandered if it was just her, or if they were all like that. 

Chapter 18

Dez saw a beautiful Persian girl putting up a notice for a room mate at the supermarket. He told her he was seeking a place. She looked him over and smiled sweetly and told him to come and have a look. Her name was Aisha and she was a student in a nearby town, so was Laura, her flat mate. They also both worked part time in a beauty and cosmetics place in town. 

Aisha showed him the roomy, three bed room apartment and he liked it. Laura was not in town for a couple of weeks. Aisha seemed to really like him and she was in a hurry to have him move in. He paid the rent and deposit and moved in.

When Laura, a tall, slim, elegant blond in her mid twenties arrived and found him there, she didn't seem too pleased. But it was too late to chuck him out. Dez saw Aisha smiling at Laura's annoyance and realized the two girls didn't like each other too much. Dez was seldom home in the beginning, for he was with Erika and her kids most of the time.

Though they kept their affair secret initially, Dez and Erika saw each other regularly for several weeks. Affection developed between them and they became a make shift family. Dez took over a lot of responsibilities for her. He would pick up her kids from school and cook for them. Erika's kids loved Dez and played with him heartily. He was firm with them, and they didn't wind him up like they did their mom. 

However, when they told their dad he was pissed. He couldn't understand! He said, "What! Erika, you cant be serious, you are dating a nigger, and exposing my kids to him!"

He swore Dez was gonna get it, from him and his skin head mates. However, Erika threatened to get him in shit for working illegally and evading tax and child support and he chilled out. When he met Dez and saw that he wasn't scared of him and in fact, was stronger than him, he didn't start shit. He was very polite.

Life with Erika was fun at first. Dez liked being around her and the kids. She loved being massaged and he downloaded instructions from the web and used to spend hours massaging her. She told him he had a talent for it. Soon, he was also massaging people at work, giving them 15 minute neck and shoulder massages in a chair during their breaks.

Erika asked Dez to move in and was even talking marriage and babies. He kept stalling however, for Erika sometimes showed him sides to herself he couldn't quite deal with. Sometimes, she would get all bossy and try to push him around. Never would he let her do that, but it used to piss her off and she would tell him,

"I don't want a man who doesn't do as I want!"

At other times, she would pull off stuff that made him think she was deranged for real, like she had a split personality. She reminded him of a song from "The Trompies", from South Africa, about a girl called Madibuseng.

It went,

"Madibuseng, you are like a robot (traffic light), Sometimes you are green, sometimes you are red, sometimes you are yellow."

When she was green, Erika was happy, carefree, loving and affectionate, to her kids and to him. He would feel so good being around her. And she would be so horny, sucking, licking and fucking with a happy smile on her face. They would make love for ages.

When she was yellow, however, she would be detached, avoiding body contact. Her voice would be morose, as she complained about everything; politics, children, her friends, her family, everyone and everything. She would drink a lot, and when she was drunk she would want hard, violent sex. 

When she was red, she would be on the warpath. She would be depressed and easily provoked. She would snap at her kids. And she would talk very badly about herself. Then she would pick a fight with him and goad and insult him. She would become embarrassing and very filthy mouthed, right in front of her kids. Dez couldn't even recognize her again. The following day, she would be all sad and sorry, begging apologies profusely.

It seemed to Dez that she hated and despised men in a very deep seated way. When he confronted her about it, she didn't even bother to deny it. She said men were ass holes. Her grand dad had been a Nazi, her dad had abused her and her ex husband had walked out on her and was a slob. 

The thing was that Erika was very jealous about him living with Laura and Aisha as well. In fact, she didn't trust him and wanted him where she could see him. Even when he chatted in friendly manner with customers at the till, she accused him of hitting on them and fucking them later.

Dez soon realized that her jealous didn't come from the fact that she distrusted him, but because she had a very low self esteem. And she also knew that other white women wanted black men like she did.

One evening, they had an argument. She accused him of having stayed at his place overnight to fuck Laura or Aisha or both.

"Don't be stupid. I hardly even talk to them."

"Don't lie to me. I saw the way that stupid, starved blond eyes you. And that Persian slut cant wait to sink her hands into you. I am a woman, I know those things."

"Don't be ridiculous. And don't say such shit in front of the kids."

"I say what the fuck I want in front of my fucking kids. Go the hell to bed, you stupid little brats!"

The kids knew when to get lost. They left, insulting their mom.

"You are fucking her, aren't you? That Persian! I hate her! She is ugly! And Laura too. That blond slut! Don't lie to me, you dog!"

He would have laughed but she was so pissed. She really could get worked up over nothing. It was amazing.

"You make it sound like every white woman wants to fuck a black guy."

"You know its true! And you are taking advantage. I hate you!" Erika got so mad and worked up and he couldn't calm her down. 

She got abusive and Dez decided to leave, for he wouldn't be insulted for nothing by some woman who wasn't even his mom who had carried him in her belly. She only became angrier, and hurled insults at him, calling him a coward and a deserter. She told him to go to his whores. The kids came back and found her threatening that if he put his dick in her mouth again, she would bite it off. The kids were amused, but Dez felt like sinking into the ground. 

He tried to calm her down and she stole on him and smacked him. He got so mad then. The kids had told him that she used to beat up their dad. Dez wasn't going out like that, like some German wimp. He didn't wanna hit her in front of her kids, so he smashed a couple of things instead and left. But Erika called the cops on him and lied that he had beaten her. However, when questioned, the kids told the cops that their mom was lying.

Dez went back to his apartment and called it quits. Two days later, Erika came top him apologizing profusely, then she cried and begged to have him back. When that didn't work, she even came with her kids, and even asked the Pastor from church to talk to him. 

But that was really pointless, for they both knew she would do it again. For Erika actually didn't think there was anything wrong with her behavior. If anything, she accused him of being too sensitive. For she was used to white men who were wimps and put up with that type of shit, for they were ruled by women.

At first she was bitter with him, but Dez kept helping her with the kids, for he was grown quite attached to them. So they became friends. They still fucked, but as free agents. Erika was now on her best behavior with him, for she knew she now had no claim on him. 

Chapter 19

Now, Dez started living in his apartment fully. He was still on the hunt for a nice girl, but the ones he met were either in a relationship, or married. And the few single ones he met at work were even crazier than Erika. 

He met one nice girl at work and shot the game at her. She invited him for supper at her apartment for supper. She had dyed her hair and brows black and always wore black clothes, but he had always assumed it was a fashion statement. However, even her whole apartment was done in black. Even the lamps had black shades. And she met him at the door wearing black robes. He noticed strange symbols on her walls. The place felt eerie. They smoked a blunt and chatted. 

It was one of the quickest and easiest fucks of his life. He wasn't even there five minutes and she was sucking him. Then he fucked her right on her black carpet. The pussy was good and she was a nasty bitch. But as he fucked her, she started pulling some funny shit, hissing like a snake and flicking her tongue like one and she was clawing his chest. He was horny so he fucked her hard. After cumming, he realized she had left nasty scratch marks on his chest. Then she shocked him and started licking his blood form her black talons and moaning. He said what the fuck, and she apologized. 

She quickly bent over and offered him her ass. She had an angry cobra tattooed on her back, and its tail seemed to disappear into her ass hole. She yanked her cheeks apart and told him to fuck her ass with no lube. He got in there and fucked her. That ass was tight and hot and good. She told him to fuck her hard and he did it, and she cried in pain and told him to fuck her even harder, like she enjoyed pain. Then her ass lubed on its own and he was relived and really fucked her. That pale, skinny girl knew how to fuck for sure. And he preferred fucking her doggy style, it was safer because she couldn't scratch him. But she kept up her hissing act and was scratching the carpet like an upset cat. And the snake on her back seemed to be eying him, as if about to strike. He came in her ass, grunting like a beast.

As they lay on her black carpet, she started telling him about herself. She said she was a devil worshiper. She and her friends used to go to cemeteries at night and do whatever on graves. Dez started to feel real creepy. But she was trying to convince him to join them. When she told him she bought human blood meant for transfusions and drank it, Dez ran like a bat out of hell. He never even talked to her at work any longer.

Another girl that he met looked kind of hot and seemed kind of nice, so he met her a couple of times and fucked her. Then he realized she was drug and cash addicted. She tried to get him on cocaine and wanted him to do gang bangs with her, with which she financed her drugs. She said they needed a black guy like him, for gang bangs, that involved at least fifty cocks and you could get it on the Internet or at your local video store. He was shocked. She told him she had fucked 64 guys at her last birthday party, including two midgets and they had all cum all over her body and bathed her in creamy cum. She said, "Lets do it honey. Its fun and the money is great!" Dez felt sick. Fortunately, he had fucked her with rubbers and hadn't eaten that pussy yet. He just got up and ran.

Several white girls he met were manic depressive, then yet another wanted to chain him to the floor and whip him, and called him narrow minded when he told her to go fuck her mom's dog. She soon had a new boyfriend though, a white boy and she lead him around on a leash. Another girl was a prostitute and wanted him to be her pimp. The cash she was making was astronomical, for German men loved hookers more than their wives and kids. But she said he had to eat her pussy and fuck her after she finished fucking her clients, 12 a day. She said only then could she be sure he really loved. And yet another was a hard core lesbian, she said she would marry him if he impregnated her and her girlfriend, but he would have no rights to the kids and they would grow up with two moms. Dez told her she must be crazy.

After several such disasters with single white women, one worse than the other, he looked at Laura and Aisha, and decided he could do much worse than them. They were both from out of town, so they weren't stuck up like local girls and didn't care what local guys thought of them. They both had boyfriends, but they were Germans, so he knew he could get them. These girls were hot. And these girls didn't seem crazy. They seemed normal. Dez had never felt like, "Yeah, I need to get that girl because she is so normal." But now he did. He decided he would get one of them. 

Chapter 20

With the money he was earning, and that which he got from Adam#s business, Dez bought himself a computer and started teaching himself programs. Some times he surfed the net and chatted on forums from Africans in the diaspora. All of them from any white country in the world talked about racism. He was glad he was not the only one who felt that whitey was just a trickster, a liar and a pervert. As well as a woman dominated wimp.

Now, Dez rose early in the morning to get ready for work at the super market. After a shower, he met Laura in the kitchen. Laura fascinated him, because she was so white. If he looked up white woman in the dictionary, he expected to find a picture of her. For Laura was tall, slim and blond, and very pale, with a long, pretty, angular face. Laura fascinated him because she seemed so exotic and almost artificial, like the dolls he sometimes saw in shops back home that stocked overseas fashions. She always dressed up in fine, elegant, fashionable clothes, looking like a model or career woman who had just stepped off the cover of Cosmopolitan.

Her body was lean and athletic, her limbs long and slender. She wasn't emaciated but seemed to not have one gram of fat on her. Dez had noticed she went jogging regularly, several times a week, in chic outfits, with her i-pod, headphones, and several gadgets to measure pulse, calorie combustion and whatever. 

He usually met her most mornings, but very briefly, because she always rose, breakfasted and rushed off early. They would exchange greetings and she would be off. Besides working as a masseur in the company, three times a week, she was studying Business and literary had no free day. He wondered how she kept that up, for it left her with no private life at all.

That morning, Laura was sipping coffee and looking smug as he entered. He greeted her and she greeted him back, looking like she was just noticing him. He poured himself a cup and made some white toast. She told him he should at least eat full corn toast, as it contained more vitals and less calories.

She seemed like she had experienced something wonderful and was bursting to tell someone about it and so he asked her if she had won the lottery.

"Not really. But, I made some very good investments on the stock markets recently. And one of them is really outperforming even my greatest expectations," she talked in a smooth, controlled, confident, business voice, and paced back and forth, confidently, with pride shining in her eyes. "I advised some of my fellow students to buy it. Those that did are laughing all the way to the bank. And those that chose not to listen are kicking themselves in their fat, stupid asses," she gave a gleeful laugh as a humorless smile split her lips.

"So, you know about stocks?"

"Yes, of course. I study economics. I am one of the best in my class, actually. And when I graduate, I am going to probably work at -----. You know them huh. I did an attachment with them last year and they were very satisfied with my performance."

"But, don't you wanna have children? A fine woman like you?" Dez said, with a smile. She seemed to falter for a second. He almost thought she would smile, for the first time since he had met her. She didn't

"My boyfriend is in the same field as I. We will marry after graduation. Our careers however have first priority. We will establish ourselves first, before we start a family. We are investing our money, to get a good start, that is why I live here, coz its cheap. And due to my good nose, we are making quite a bit now. You should invest too, you know. I could give you some good tips. By the way, what's your name again?"

Laura pulled up a chair and sat opposite him, fixing her intense, pale, gray eyes on him as if she was interviewing him.




The Second Foundation Pt. 03



Warning: Parts of this series may contain violence, coercion, extortion, blackmail, non consensual sex, same sex copulation, derogatory terms, interracial sex, political statements, cheating and a lot of other stuff good boys and girls should not read (on porn websites). If any of the above are not your cup of tea, please don't waste your time reading this.

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Chapter 1

It was however Laura and Aisha who gave him a good tip. They told him they were looking looking for someone to clean the premises at the place they worked part time. Dez was tired of being a cashier anyway so he said he would go and check it out.

The address turned out to be a massage and hair and cosmetics business, set in the pool and sauna area of a 5 star Hotel on the outskirts of town. 

As Dez entered the noble, imposing, finely done premises, his heart thudded like a drum. The reception area reeked of class, and fineness. It was top notch, the walls painted in white and lined with fine, framed paintings. Soft music was playing and a pretty, tall slim blond stood behind a tall, glass counter. She was dressed in an impeccable white shirt and longs and she gave him a million dollar smile. 

She had a long, pale face, glassy, dark eyes, a long, sharp nose, thin lips and a pierced tongue. The name tag on her shirt front said she was Anja. He told her he was there to see Mrs Cornelia Huber. She told him to take a seat and called someone on the phone. 

Mrs Cornelia Huber came from an office at the back. She was a German woman in her mid forties, with a long, pleasant face, intelligent, glassy, green-brown eyes, a pointed nose and thin, wide, pink lips. She had smooth, dark brown hair cut just below her ears. Her skin was very pale, almost white. She was tall, with an athletic but curvy body. She wore an elegant ladies business suit and her perfume was rich and fine.

She was very nice and polite and he could tell she liked him at first sight. She showed him around the facilities proudly, taking him to the indoor pool, the sauna and the massage and cosmetics rooms. Cornelia was a trained masseur and beautician. She was very dedicated to her work. She told him that Germans needed massages. They were over worked, stressed out and lonely, needing the human touch. She said business was slow, but picking up. The town and surrounding areas had a budding tourist industry. A couple of huge, old castles nearby, once belonging to German nobility had been converted into hotels. There were several golf and tennis courts, conference facilities and an artificial, indoor ski resort. She was getting lots of business from those and hoped her company would finally start to make a profit, then she could pay him more, she promised.

Dez immediately decided he wanted to work here and be a part of this fine establishment. 

Anja was then asked him to show him his work. She told him that he should come in every morning at five, sweep and mop the pool area and the rooms and clean up everything and set up the rooms and the pool area. Then he was to bring away dirty, used towels and get fresh, clean ones. She told him,

"Make sure you don't come late, all right, and clean up real nice. Don't mess up. Nothing shoddy, or we will just fire you. Is that clear?" her tone was suddenly very stern.

"Yes ma'am!" Dez responded. He sure didn't aim to disappoint.

Chapter 2

Dez was always punctual and cleaned up very well. Anja always inspected after him and always found something to bitch about. Dez never saw her smile.

As he worked there a while, Dez began to realize that not all that glittered was gold. Anja for example, was a lazy chick. She read magazines at the reception even with customers around, chewed gum and had this annoying habit of poking her tongue out and running her piercing against her teeth. She displayed acute disinterest in the clients that came in to use the pool or take massages and beauty treatments. 

Several of the workers, young German men and women came to the reception once in a while. They all wore white uniforms, like Anja. And like her, they were not very polite to the customers. Anja was always necking at the reception with one of the masseurs, her boyfriend, Tom, a blond German of medium height in his late twenties. 

Tom had a joy in ordering him around and reminding him that he was a masseur and Dez was just a cleaner. One morning, Tom made Dez sweep the reception area whilst he kept a sharp eye on him. They heard Cornelia approaching and Tom snatched the broom and chased Dez out of sight.

"Tom, why are you sweeping?" Cornelia asked.

"Oh, I just saw some dust and thought I would do it. That black guy is really too slow and shoddy."

"he is still new. But that is the right attitude Tom. Thanks." Cornelia kissed Tom on the cheek and walked out saying she was going to a meeting and would be back in four hours.

"Don't worry, everything is in good hands," Tom said to her. Soon as she was gone, he shouted, "Hey! Hey! Mr. Don't laze around back there! Come here!!!" 

Tom made Dez sweep. He took Anja to a massage room and they were gone for an hour, making a customer have to wait. Dez shook his head. What a couple of lazy bums.

Cornelia was a very hard worker. She came in early every morning, meditated to some CDs and then started working. Often, her workers came late or did not show up at all, so she usually had to do reception duties and massage or do hair as well as managing the business. Dez always chatted nicely with her. He realized that she was a very good person, but not very strong or mean enough to manage her daughter and the bunch of truant workers, so they took advantage. 

One morning, Dez was cleaning near the reception area when he noticed Cornelia having trouble communicating with some American hotel guests for her English was very bad. He approached and helped out for his English was impeccable, being from a former Crown colony. The Americans only wanted to know about the pool and sauna area, but Dez talked them into taking massages and beauty treatments.

Cornelia, who was watching, was impressed, by his command of English and his people skills and salesmanship. He had just brought in a lot of cash. She offered to try him out at the reception, a couple of days a week. 

Dez saw his chance and utilized it. He was punctual, well groomed, polite and friendly, worked hard and sold loads of treatments for he was sociable and good with people. If anybody came in to swim, he usually sold them something. Cornelia realized that she did good business when he was around, so she gave him more days to work and raised his pay.

Now, the German workers were not pleased that the black cleaning boy was now wearing the same uniform as they and had the same status. They opposed Cornelia, but she was adamant, for she could tell he would bring in money, and that was what she needed. 

Dez soon realized that his German co workers had a lot of bad human characteristics. They were a lazy, disunited, selfish bunch. They were rude to customers behind Cornelia's back. They were always squabbling and there was no unity or camaraderie. They gossiped and talked shit behind each other's back and liked to snitch on each other to Cornelia. Sometimes they would even argue and insult each other in front of customers. Dez was smart enough not to get involved in that shit. 

Anja and her boyfriend Tom were the worst. They acted like they owned the place and always came late or just did not turn up, annoying customers.

Cornelia was a good business woman, but Dez soon recognized her weakness. She was all into peace and harmony and shunned confrontation. Therefore, those lazy young Germans danced on her nose like the biscuit man, but she couldn't snap her jaws on them.

Chapter 3

Cornelia was divorced. Anja, 22, was her only child. Cornelia worked twelve hours a day, for she did everything herself. Her employees had no initiative and Dez soon realized that these young Germans, were a lazy bunch. Had it been his business, he would have chased them away.

Dez had had much experience with his dad's supermarket back home. He knew how to keep the books, do duty rosters, staff wages and ordering. Cornelia was impressed and she made him familiar with the system and the software and he started helping her in the office. 

Cornelia was so glad to have him. And she was impressed by his sharp mind and hard work. She gave him a lot of duties and he was soon her right hand man. She however could not pay him more money, so he offered to take massage lessons, which were given on the facilities. 

Dez was fascinated with the business. They made money out of shit. The massages were over priced, but Cornelia told him that this was good for the Western psyche. 

"If you make something expensive, people think its good. Plus they like that not everyone else can afford it." she explained.

But what was funny was that they sold a lot of slimming products. They had get slim creams, lotions, food supplements and even massages. And all that stuff was really fake and it cost a lot of money. The most expensive massage was an anti-cellulite massage. It was no different from a normal massage really, except that it was done with an exotic smelling oil, laced with heat rub, so the client felt his body get hot and thought he/she was burning loads of calories.

"People over eat and don't like to exercise. But the media beauty ideal is to be thin, you see. Therefore, people look for products that give them the feeling they can eat and laze around all they want and still lose weight. It doesn't actually have to work, it just has to seem to be able to, and they will pay loads of money for it" Cornelia told him.

Dez found this rather silly. But once he got the gist of it, he sold all the get slim and the look young products like hot cakes. It was so easy to sell anti-cellulite massages to fat German ladies. He made them compliments, told them they were pretty and would look even better Cornelia was very pleased and gave him commission on his sales. 

Now, seeing that Cornelia liked Dez and worked a lot with him, the co workers, especially the white men were pissed. 

Dez was reminded of lyrics from Da Lench Mob, which had once been just a rhyme to him, but now started making sense, once he put it in perspective. 

"They hate to see a black face, Win the motherfucking race!"

The white guys started hating him, even insulting him to his face and trying to provoke him. If they stood in a bunch, he would see them sneering at him and he knew they were talking shit. The white women followed their lead, but when the honky men were not around, they were nice to him and even flirtatious. 

Cornelia's daughter Anja and her boyfriend, Tom were the worst. Dez realized it was better to ignore them. They were stupid cunts, and would never amount to much in life. If it wasn't for Cornelia, they would both be unemployed, drinking cheap booze and watching TV all day and talking shit about foreigners any old how.

Unfortunately, Tom was the chief masseur and he also gave the massage lessons. Tom was an excellent masseur but a small minded, stupid cunt of a guy. He thought he was special because he was dating the boss' daughter. He disliked Dez because he saw him as a competitor. He was not amused that the black guy could use a computer and was hard working. All he saw was that Dez was trying to steal his shine. Therefore, when Dez came for lessons, Tom did his best to teach him nothing. He only let the other guys in the lesson practice and ignored Dez. 

Initially, the only person besides Cornelia, that was nice to Dez was was a bi sexual guy named Volker. Volker was a pretty boy in his early thirties. There was something girlie about him. He was quite open about his homosexuality. One day, he came up to Dez at the reception, and started asking him if he had ever been with a man. Now Dez could see lust in Volker eyes. Being an African, he thought gays were disgusting, but he was diplomatic and tried to change the subject. But Volker was on a roll. He started telling him about his life, that he had a steady girlfriend but several male lovers. He started giving details. 

A couple of elderly women came in for their appointments and waited for their massages and beauty treatments at the reception. Dez gave them drinks and tried to get Volker to shut up about his gay shit, but he wouldn't. He said he was not ashamed of who he was. The elderly German ladies were shocked and disgusted. But Volker started telling them not to be narrow minded. He said everybody had a gay side and shouldn't deny it. Blah, blah, blah. The women got pale faced and nearly ran away.

After they left the reception for their massages, Dez chided Volker but the guy wasn't having it. He even offered to initiate Dez into homosexual fun. 

"I have always fantasized of having a handsome black lover like you. You seem so strong and so virile. I wanna be taken by a strong black stud. Mmmm!"

"Ohhhh!!!" Dez groaned and rolled his eyes. "You got a pretty girlfriend man! Isn't she good in bed or what!"

"Only a man really knows how to make love to a man. Come on, we can try it. I will stop if you Don't like it. Please!" Now the guy was giving him the come fuck me look.

Dez couldn't believe it. He shook his head and laughed heartily. Volker seemed very hurt. Dez saw him now join Tom and Anja and he could see they were dissing and back stabbing him big time. Just because he wouldn't give the jerk his black cock!

Dez downloaded instructions for massages on the Internet and practiced on people in the refugee home. When he got good, he started massaging people at church for a little money. With practice, he got even better. People said they loved his hands. 

He told Cornelia that he was ready to massage. She let him try out several massages on her and she was impressed.

"You have these good, nice, strong, big black hands," she cooed, after he had given her a nice, long, full body massage. Her eyes were slanted and her voice was raspy, with pleasure and arousal. "You are ready to massage customers. And they will love it." 

However, Tom, as chief masseur, vehemently opposed this. And his girlfriend, Anja and Volker the homo, sided with him and they made such a big, stupid fuss. Cornelia backed down, for she was a soft person who did not like confrontation. She told Dez to be patient. Dez wondered why she listened to her stupid, dumb, spoiled daughter, then he reminded himself that blood was thicker than water, so patience was advisable.

When the work load was heavy and Tom and Anja were not around, Cornelia let him massage customers and they were happy. He would earn compliments and large tips. He used this as an argument to Cornelia, but she said if Tom and Anja knew this, it would only make matters worse. Dez realized that blood was indeed thicker than water.

Dez started giving massage workshops at the refugee home, for he had an inkling of an idea. These people needed cash and were hard working. On the other hand, most of the Germans at work were lazy. Well, it was a competitive world.

Chapter 4

One of the girls he worked with was named Yvonne. She had very short hair, dyed peroxide blond and jelled so it stood out like the spikes of a porcupine. Her face was almost rectangular and had a kind of strange, cold beauty. Her eyes were pale blue, sharp and penetrating and always seemed to fix intensely on whatever she gazed at. She had a sharp nose, and a small, but thick, pouting mouth that was always a glossy lavender. She had the tall, lanky, very fit body of a volley ball player. Her breasts were like tennis balls, and her torso was lean, her hips slim but flaring and her ass cheeks were small and round. She wasn't exactly the type of woman Dez would rather have hung around with, for she hardly talked and her mind always seemed to be elsewhere. She also didn't have the type of body that he found desirable normally, but there was something attractive about the slim, athletic, remote woman. 

Yvonne was a lone wolf, and kind of closed in herself. She wasn't friends with anyone in the company and basically minded her own business. She hardly exchanged talk with Dez. She would work six days a week, only resting on one day, for three months, gathering enough time so she could fly off over seas. On one of the rare occasions they chatted, she told Dez that her favorite destinations were Africa and Latin America. She said she loved it over there, for the people were nice, warm and friendly. She only stayed in Germany to work, for the money was good.

In his first days, before Tom started waging war with him, he had told him maliciously that Yvonne used to work in an erotic massage place in Hamburg, basically giving hand jobs. Dez didn't know if this was true or just malicious. He had no problem with Yvonne, though he found her kind of weird.

Yvonne had several regular clients, usually local men, yuppies and elderly guys. They came in the evenings and only when she was on duty.

Now, one evening, the two of them were on shift together. Dez finished his work, and wanted to close but Yvonne went way over time with a client. Dez got curious and walked up to the massage room quietly. He pressed his ear against the door and listened in. He heard a male voice groaning deeply. He peeped in through the key hole but the key was blocking the view. He tried the door silently but it was locked. He went off and cleaned up.

Yvonne finally emerged with her client. He was a balding, pot bellied elderly German, walking on wobbly legs and looking very satisfied. Yvonne seemed kind of jittery and nervous, and chatted with Dez way longer than she ever had. And her eyes were searching his face. And she kept working her jaw and rubbing it sub consciously.

The following day, he used some of his tips to buy a small video camera. A couple of evenings later, he hid it inside Yvonne's room, focusing it on the table. He put it on long play and pressed record.

After they finished work and she was gone, he retrieved the camera and watched.

Sure enough, he saw Yvonne's massage technique. Before every massage, Yvonne put on some soft music, then she strip danced, and slowly removed her clothes, remaining in a tiny thong. She would tease her clients, playing with her pussy and thong and then she would massage their bodies for half an hour. In the last half hour, she got nasty. Her face set intensely, Yvonne turned into a sex vamp. She gave oily, skilled hand jobs to her clients. Then she would get real dirty, oil her middle finger and finger fuck their asses as she blew them voraciously. She was an expert, she timed it perfectly, getting them close and then cooling them down. She would make them cum at the stroke of the hour. It was amazing. The guys would jerk and writhe and twist on the table as if they were possessed by demons when she finally made them shoot their load in her mouth. The pot bellied man was the kinkiest. Dez couldn't believe it. Yvonne blew him, fingered him and devoured his balls. Then she made him bend over, face down ass up, and licked and tongued his ass as she jerked him off. Her face was set intensely, her eyes blazing. 

Dez got horny watching the perverted shit. Then he did the mathematics and gasped, 

"She is a smart girl. The guy gave her 150 bucks straight. And from the other four massages I filmed, she got at least 50 bucks each. That is at least 350 bucks. And her daily salary is only 60 bucks."

Dez knew that Tom would have embarrassed Yvonne and gotten her fired. But he decided to hold on to the tape. 

Dez downloaded instructions for tantra and pussy massages.

He practiced on the girls at the refugee home that he was fucking, and Erika, his former language teacher. Then he started adding erotic, tantra elements to his massages, when he had sexy female clients. He didn't touch their pussies, but he would tease their skin with his fingers erotically, during the standard massages, and make them writhe and sigh with joy. And none of them ever complained. They would give him aroused looks when he was finished, and book him again. And the tips became fatter.




The Second Foundation Pt. 03



Then one afternoon, a mature white woman that he had massaged and turned on very much gave him the number to her hotel room and asked him to drop by later on. He did and he fucked her without so many words. She seemed very fascinated with him, and said she wanted to serve him and submit to him. She gave him 100 bucks and asked him to return the next evening. She then asked him if it was OK for her to pass his number on.

Chapter 5

Dez massaged many customers. Most liked him, but a couple of times, he had some white females that were really nervous and scared of him. One got red faced and she lay stiffly on the table. No matter what he did, she kept craning her neck to watch him through out the whole one hour massage. And when he finished, she shot off the table and ran for it, feeling stiffer than before she came in. After a while, Dez realized that some of the elderly ladies, or those from small towns, were really scared of black people, in a deep seated manner. But most clients liked him and his big, black hands.

His most shocking experience however, was with a man called Karl Heinz Feilhaber. Karl Heinz was a Bavarian business man. The guy was in his late forties or so. He was tall, handsome and had the aura of someone who had money and power. He came to the reception with his pretty wife and two teen age children. They seemed like a very happy, functional family. 

As the family went for a swim, Dez took the guy for his massage, expecting nothing untoward. The guy stripped naked and got on the chair. Dez gave him a normal massage, but the guy kept moaning and gazing at Dez in the wall mirror instead of laying his head on the head rest. Their eyes met and Dez was surprised to see lust in the man's smoky eyes. Then he realized that the guy's dick was hard. It wasn't all that big, but it was definitely stiff and engorged with blood. Dez was disgusted, but he decided to finish the massage and never do this guy again. 

Halfway through the massage, Karl Heinz turned his aroused face to Dez and offered him 100 bucks if he would jerk him off. Even when he went to 300, the shocked Dez turned him down. 

He wasn't pissed though, he just laughed inside, wondering how many crazy people were in this country. 

Now the guy was blushing deeply, but he seemed so horny and overpowered by his lust.

"Eh, how about, eh, I jerk you and lick you. You don't have to do anything for me..." he seemed so ashamed yet compelled.

"No way!"

"Please. Please eh, Desmond, right? Please," he begged, gazing at Dez' crotch.

"No ways man! Forget it. Go to your wife! She is fine looking, isn't she?"

Then the guy begged at least to jerk himself off while Dez massaged him. For the same price. Dez still said no.

However, the guy went up to 500, if Dez would at least open his shirt and let him gaze at his muscles whilst he jerked.

Dez thought of Yvonne. He decided that a perverted fool and his money would soon be parted. He took the cash and folded it, went to lean at the wall opened his shirt, and gazed out of the window as the guy jerked himself feverishly, gazing at his dark muscles and moaning and gasping. Dez heard him groan and cry as he came. He turned and saw the guy drooling at him, as he sprayed his own hand. Dez had to fight to keep from laughing as he made him clean, for some of his cum had sputtered on the floor. The guy did so dutifully. Kneeling on the floor, naked, he thanked Dez and begged to kiss his shoes. 

Dez thought of kicking him. Then he said a hundred bucks. The guy paid, licked his shoes clean, so slavishly, and then went to join his wife and kids. Dez looked him up on the Internet and was surprised to see that he was a successful business man and multimillionaire from Munich. He regretted that he hadn't asked him for more cash. But the guy stayed around for five days, and came daily for his "massage". 

Dez earned a 100 bucks each day and didn't even touch the guy. He just took off his shirt, flexed his muscles and gazed out of the window and heard the moron moan, groan and jerk off. Then he made him lick his shoes. On the last day, the guy begged for a couple of slaps. Dez said each cost 100. The guy took the first and begged him to hit him harder and insult him a bit. Dez ended up earning almost a cool 2 000 that afternoon.

The guy said he would fly him to Munich, first class, if he would be willing to do more.

"I am not gay, man."

"You don't have to let me do anything to you. But, eh, you can use me any way you please. Eh, as you, eh..." his voice lowered and his blush got so deep now... "As your whore!"

Dez wanted to tell him to go to hell, but someone had told him not to burn his bridges.

"Gimme your card man, maybe I will pop around and pop you!"

Mr Feilhaber gave him a business card, which looked very official and a fine, big note as a retainer.

He wired it home, where his mom had now opened a bank account for him. If she knew, he wondered if she would laugh or cry. He didn't know what to do either. 

Chapter 6

Then one afternoon, he had a client, a tall, athletic, pretty, brown haired woman of about 50. Her name was Janine and there was something powerful and elegant about her. She came in complaining that her back was killing her. He told her to remove her clothes and lay on the massage table and cover her hips, and he would be back, but she told him to stay in the room. She stripped down to a pair of naughty thongs that he wouldn't have expected a woman the age of his mom to be wearing, but she wasn't shy. She had very pale, milky skin. She was slim, with pair of big, slightly drooping tits. Her wist was slim but she was thick around the hips. Her thighs were full and dimpled. He liked her hour glass shaped body. As he helped her onto the table, she noticed him eying her thick, dimpled ass and smiled. As he massaged her they chatted. She was very friendly. 

After a while, she stopped chatting and started moaning. Dez worked magic on her back and ass, using some tantra techniques to her her skin hot and tingly. 

When he finished the massage, her eyes were misty and her voice soft wit arousal. She tipped him generously, gave him the number to her hotel room and asked him to drop by later on, if he wanted. He cleaned up in a hurry, showered, put on some cologne and slipped on loose slacks and a tight, white t-shirt that showed off his torso. 

He knocked on her door at ten. Janine was waiting in a sexy, elegant, padded, striped ladies business suit, with a short skirt, stockings and high heels. She looked like she had just come from aboard meeting, but her eyes were a little shiny with alcohol. 

She invited him in and they sat on a couch, sipping wine and chatting. She liked to talk about her work. She said her kids were grown up and she was divorced. After a glass, she looked at her watch and said 

"I have to get up early tomorrow for another meeting, I don't have much time I am afraid. Lets get on with it. Listen, you are so handsome, so dark and sexy. I want to submit to you..." she told him in a raspy voice. "I will pay you generously."

"What do you mean, submit?"

"Have you ever dominated a woman before?"

"No!"

"Gosh! I am corrupting a minor. Listen, watch this video on my lap top while I make a couple of calls and slip into something sexy for you."

She left him watching a porn DVD as she went into the bedroom of her suite. Dez had watched several porn videos but not this type. He saw women being willingly dominated and humiliated by guys or other women. The scene she recommended for him was really nasty. It showed some girl dominating another, making her suck her toes and even fucking her pussy with her foot. Of course, she slapped her around and used her like a whore as well, insulting her. He found the video outrageous, shocking but perversely arousing. He however could not imagine anybody would want that in real life.

Janine returned after half an hour. She was still in her suit but had powdered her face, put red gloss on her thin lips and wore her long, brown hair open. 

"I want to serve you and do as you please, and make you feel real good." She paused, smiling naughtily as she looked into his eyes, "I wanna serve my nigger. I will do anything you want," she rasped softly and Dez gasped. "What would you like me to do? I put on something sexy for you underneath. Would you like to see it."

"Then get up and strip for me and get naked."

"You can call me your whore, if you like. Hi hi. But only when we are alone, of course."

"All right you filthy whore! Get naked!" Dez smacked her ass.

"Hi hi. I like it when you talk to me like that."

She got up and put on some music. Her face all radiant, she strip danced sensuously to some soft ballad from Phil Collins and stripped off her suit and shirt till she stood before him in a 4 stunning, 4 piece lingerie set, comprising of a delicate lace triangle bra, garter belt, and a g-string set with floral trimming and the matching, sexy, transparent, mid thigh stockings that were held up by elastic supporters. Then she danced naughtily for him, enjoying turning him on.

"Do you like your sexy, old white whore! What do you want your bitch to do?"

Dez took a Kleenex and dropped it to the floor and told her to crawl to his feet, spit on it and clean his shoes with it. She did it smiling and he saw that this rich woman really wanted to serve him and be used by him. 

It was like a nasty game and he felt like playing it and having evil fun with the rich diva. He made her dance raunchily, and turn around with it, pop her ass, spread her cheeks and show him her ass hole, and pussy, and stroke herself. Then he told her,

"I want you to go down on your knees and crawl real sexy to that couch over there and lay back on it and then spread your thighs and play with your pussy till you cum like the rich white whore you are."

She crawled sexily, gazing over her shoulder at him with sexy eyes. He could see their playing was really turning her on.

She climbed onto the couch, raised and spread her thighs and then pulled her thong off her pussy. It was covered with a short brown fuzz. Her pussy slit was gleaming with moisture.

"Lick your fingers and play with your pussy. Spread it and slide your fingers in and out of your hole!" Dez rasped, feeling so strong and horny.

"Please play with your cock for me. Please!" she begged huskily, her eyes shining as she lasciviously sloshed her fingers in and out of her dripping cunt. Dez pulled out his cock and it was huge and hard. He wanted to rush over to her and punish her, but he held himself back. Instead, he made her crawl to him. She removed his shoes and he raised his ass and she pulled off his slacks. Then she picked up his foot and started licking it. He couldn't believe it as she bathed the soles and heels of his feet with her saliva.

"Do you like that honey. I love serving you!" she said huskily, then she was sucking on his toes like they were cocks, groaning with lust. Then she licked the tops of his feet as well.

""You can fuck my mouth with your foot if you please," she rasped.

"Hold it up and fuck your own damn mouth with it!" he said.

She did and she moaned, getting his big toe and the next two into her mouth, stretching her thin, red lips hideously and sucking him feverishly.

"Now put it into your pussy and fuck it while you suck the other one!"

"Ohhhh!!!" Janine gave a guttural groan, her eyes flashing with a fierce intensity as she trembled. She lathered his foot with her saliva. Then she raised her hips and slowly lowered her pussy onto his toe. Then she started rolling her hips as she fucked the top of his foot into her pussy. He raised his other foot to her face and she scooped it and started sucking it feverishly as she fucked her pussy lower and lower onto his foot. She went crazy with lust.

"Yeah! Do that stupid shit, you dirty fucking whore. Rub your clit and fuck my foot! You fucking slut!" Dez growled. She did it, moaning and beaming as if he had made her a compliment and then after a few seconds, her hot, slimy pussy was convulsing around his foot. She started bucking, sucking hard on his other foot and moaning frenziedly.

Dez couldn't believe it. What a decadent the rich diva! He grabbed a wad of hair and made her lick her way up his legs. She tried to dive at his cock, but, feeling powerful and mean, he made her skirt around it. He made her suck on his nipples and feast on his dark chest.

"Oh! I love being your whore, you beautiful black man. I love being your slut! I love being used by you!" she rasped, shuddering hard.

He grabbed her hair tightly and directed her mouth to his pubes and she sucked and feasted on them fiercely. Then he took his cock at the base and smacked her face with it.

"Oh yes! Use me! Yessss! I am your whore! Your stupid, filthy white cunt! Put me in my place"

Dez didn't know where the evil came out from, for he had never felt so mean and nasty. He shot to his feet to tower over her, his eyes blazing fiercely at her and she whimpered in submission. He tilted her face at an angle and jabbed his cock into her mouth. She sucked it hard and he popped it loudly out of her lips, and then he did it again and again. She shuddered and groaned gutturally He shoved his cock into her mouth, grabbed her head in both hands and stuffed his meat to the back of her oral cavity, pressing it in like he wanted to choke her. She groaned and started rolling her head feverishly, sputtering and sucking madly. Her hands snaked around his hips to sink into his ass cheeks and she yanked him into her, bearing down fiercely on him till he felt himself slide into her tight throat.

Then she started gurgling and fucking him with her throat.

Dez realized she wasn't doing this for the first time. That it was probably her favorite game. And he liked it. 

"Fuck! I love your throat you white whore! Get that dick!" He fucked her throat nice and deep. When she needed to breathe, she pulled back and gasped for air through her flared nostrils, then she sank down on him to get more. She started bobbing her head feverishly, drooling copiously. His dick got rock hard and suddenly, his balls exploded in her mouth. Dez groaned and shot his cum straight to her belly. She moaned aloud around him, drinking voraciously her body shuddering so hard he knew she was cumming, from sucking him and being used like his whore. 

Finally, he sank back on the couch to relieve his wobbly legs. She came with him and kept her lips wrapped around him, suckling on his cock softly. He reached down to stroke her head and she purred like a happy cat and looked up dolefully at him. 

He reached over for the wine glass and took a deep sip. Then he dipped his cock into it and told her to have a sip. That was how he fed her half a glass of wine, off his cock.

"Thanks. You are good," she moaned. "Now, if you fuck me good and make me cum, I will hire you regularly."

Dez needed no second bidding. He scooped up the decadent diva and carried her to her bed. He knelt over her pale face as he fed his cock and she sucked and jerked it voraciously as she stroked his thick balls. Now, she didn't look like she needed to be humiliated. She was horny and she wanted to get fucked.

He stroked her pussy and it was nice and wet. She was loose, but she knew how to make it squeeze and she amazed him, as she took his two digits in a vice grip and started fucking them as she sucked the meat off his dick. Her nostrils were flared wildly and her eyes had a mad shine. He lowered himself onto her and entered her. The fifty year old rich white woman slapped her arms and legs around him and started humping him lustily, squeezing her pussy tightly around him. He raised himself up on his arms and told her,

"Go ahead, white bitch. Fuck yourself and knock yourself out on this black dick!"

"Oh yes! I wanna cum all over that black dick! Oh yes!!" she yanked his body down on hers as she fucked him at a blistering, incensed pace, gasping and moaning sharply. Then she was gritting her teeth and growling like an angry tigress. 

"Oh fuck! Fick mich! Fick mich!" she screamed and then she threw her head back and thrashed about wildly under him as her orgasming pussy convulsed around his dick. Dez grunted and threw her legs around his shoulders and then he started hammering her. He fucked her hard and brutally, like he hated her. And she loved it, bawling frenziedly on every deep thrust and cumming hard, again and again.

When she finally stopped cuming, and sank back on the bed, looking drowsy and overjoyed, he started riding her pussy in slow but deep, smooth thrusts. She moaned at first. Then her lust was revived from feeling his long, hard meat sloshing in and out of her hole. She started stroking his powerful arms and chest, gazing at his dark flesh with lust and fascination. Then she craned her neck to lick and suck on his flesh like it was beautiful and tasty and he could tell it was, for her. She latched her lips around his nipple and chewed and nibbled as she sank her talons into his back. He winced and started pounding her. She started screaming and he fucked her harder, lunging murderously into her.

Something about this decadent diva made him want to kill her with his black cock and he did his best and she loved it. He pounded her to an oblivion and she came so much she fell into delirium, and started rolling her head frenziedly, gurgling and mumbling as she arched her back and offered him her mature pussy to use for his and her pleasure. 

Finally, his balls gathered and hardened to stones. They raised and then they exploded violently. As his cum spurt into her, she clasped him tightly to her body and came with him, crying sharply as he grunted like a beast.

He finally sank down on her, drowsy from the violent explosion. She kissed his lips and stroked him.

Dez dozed off for some minutes. When he awoke, she was still stroking and kissing him. Then she rolled out from under him.

"Thanks honey."

"You are naughty!"

"I am decadent, I know," she chuckled. "I tried it with a German guy, but it just didn't feel right. I like to boss white men around not the other way round. But with you, it feels right. And anyway, he cant fuck me good. Then I tried it with a girl, but you are the best I have had. Just looking at you and kneeling at your feet makes me wanna cum. I would like to hire you. I will fly you over to Frankfurt, say every second week. I will pay you two thousand." Dez looked at her blankly. "All right. Five today and three for all the other times. But this stays our secret. My kids and husband must not know. I also have a couple of friends that could use your services. You will meet them when you come up and then you can decide for yourself."

"So, it gives you pleasure, huh?"

"Yes. I am a dominant, bossy manageress, sometimes I like to be on the receiving end. To be a servant. And I love serving you. A strong, dark black man. I will send you some DVDs and you can perfect your art. Are you tired?"

"Why?"

"I would like you to fuck me again. Any way you want."

"I wanna fuck your ass!"

"I thought you would never ask!" she chuckled dirtily. "But make me eat your cum out of my pussy first please."

Dez just couldn't believe the whole episode. He was now becoming a professional whore for rich white women that liked to be dominated and humiliated by a black man, and then fucked out of their minds.

He wired the five grand she gave him to his mom.

That was the beginning of Dez' sleazy life. A week later, he went to Frankfurt and serviced her and a couple of her friends, separately, and then together. They were all rich, wealthy white women that wanted to serve a black man and be put in their place, after spending the whole day putting white men in their place.




The Second Foundation Pt. 03



They made an arrangement for him to drop by twice a month, all costs covered. And the cash was good.

Chapter 7

Several times he massaged women and they asked to see him afterwards. Some of them were quite fine looking, some not. He dropped by their suites and fucked them. They wanted normal sex and loads of black cock sucking. The sex was always OK at least. But they were not paying as good as Aida and her rich decadent divas, and they were married anyway, to men or jobs, so he usually didn't fuck them often. Aida paid much better. It was then Dez started thinking of hiring several black studs to fuck the wives of the rich, or the rich business women that wanted black cock, for there were so many of them. Now, the most of the normal ones would pay up to three hundred for him to come and fuck them. That was nothing for him, but if he had ten guys working, now that would be at least three grand a day. And also many of the men wanted to fuck the girls that massaged them. He could be having a daily turn over of up to ten grand, just taking it from horny honkies. However, in order to do that good, he would have to take over the business.

As he realized the direction his thoughts were going, Dez shook his head. He was beginning to feel like he was a stranger in a strange place. 

When he would tell people back home about his own experiences, they wouldn't believe him. Especially on racism, his friends even accused him of hating white people for they were all so sure that Europe was a civilized, wonderful place.

He couldn't blame them. How could they even begin to fathom all of that?

On the other hand, he decided he couldn't just let these guys get away with it. All he did was work hard, so why should they hate him, when they were simply lazy and stupid. 

Furthermore, these honkies had pillaged Africa and stolen silver, gold and human cargo. How could he just leave with nothing. He decided he would get a formal education and try and see about making loads of cash from these people, before he left.

He had a good idea. If Cornelia were to put him in charge and get rid of Anja and Tom, he was sure he could have the place making a profit. But he didn't know how to get Cornelia to straighten out her stupid, spoiled cunt of a daughter and her jerk boy friend.

And then The Italian Diva, Angela di Rossi happened and she was the one who put him up on the game.

Chapter 8

When Angela di Rossi, 36, walked onto the construction sight of the new luxury hotel and conference facility, the guys stopped working and starting gazing and whistling, for she looked like a builder's sex fantasy come true. For, they saw a woman with a pretty face like a doll, the big fat tits of a porn star, a curvy body and ass like whoa! She wore earrings like chandeliers, a short leather jacket, opened and pulled back to reveal her two big arguments, with a tiny top underneath, and a pair of tight, sexy jeans stuffed into a pair of calf high designer leather boots with steel around the toes. 

She walked onto the site with a confident but sexy, graceful gait. Max, a young bricklayer, gazed at her thick chest. It was huge and pushed out like a shelf. And those big tits had width and depth and pushed out like two huge, firm melons. 

He wondered if someone had hired a stripper for a mate as a surprise. Certainly, he would have loved to see her get naked, and suck and fuck all of them like a scene from the German gang bang porn movies that he loved watching and jerking off to. He almost came in his pants, imagining her, shrieking, as she was brutalized and insulted, then fucked half dead, and left with her holes gaping her hair, face and body covered in cum.

"Ciao!" Angela said to him. She looked into his eyes and saw lust, not a nice, hot, I wanna fuck you type of lust. She could see he wanted to humiliate and degrade her. "Fucking German pig!" she thought, even as she smiled at him. "Are you all right?" she asked in German with a heavy Italian accent.

"Yes! Eh, ah..." her eyes were mesmerizing him. He realized she was reading him like a book, seeing into his thoughts and blushed.

"Where do I find Mr Horst Weiss."

"Boss, you have a visitor!" Max shouted and the other guys cheered as a a tall, chubby man in a shirt, tie and jeans stuffed in reinforced boots that were squeaky clean and shined walked up. When he saw Angela, he paled and clapped his hands and shouted at the lazy jerks to go back to work.

Soon, Angela had donned a helmet and was being shown around the sight by Horst. She was holding on to his arm and Horst was strolling around proudly, with a swagger. She was all flirtatious and good humored and Horst was talking to her with flourish, in a patronizing manner, like he thought she was a dumb bimbo, which she looked like. 

After an hour, he walked her to her car, shiny, two door, brand new BMW sports convertible. Angela opened the door, put one foot inside, bent over at a sexy angle and Horst's eyes darted to her ass and filled with lust. She caught him looking, smiled, patted her ass and slid her hand teasingly into her back pocket.

"So ma'am, there we are. Just tell Mr Rossi that everything is fine over here."

"But its not, Horst!" The flirtatious smile suddenly disappeared from her face and her dark eyes became hard. "You are lagging. You are supposed to be finished in six months."

"Eh, sorry ma'am, nine! I explained everything to Mr Rossi..."

"Do you see his fucking ass here!" she snarled with a wrath that surprised him. "My ass is here, guy, and I am telling you, six months! Not a day longer!" 

"That's impossible. You don't understand. I mean, this is the construction business ma'am..." Horst's patronizing smile froze on his lips as Angela glared at him fiercely and cut him off.

"Oh, don't bullshit me Horst!" she snapped. "I understand very well Horst. You want to take longer and earn more money. Fuck that!"

"Ma'am. I would be very careful there now. I mean, you are accusing me..."

"Horst, listen very well now. I am not your bitch, so don't try to fuck me! Or else!"

"Are you threatening me!" Horst sneered.

"No, I am promising you that if its not done in six months like we agreed, I could sue you for breach of contract and take your last tasteless shirt and give it to charity! But fuck that. It takes too long. I am too busy for that shit! I will send over some Italian associates that that love German boys. You don't look like much, but they fuck any ass hole they can rape. The louder you scream, the more they will love it. Of course, they don't leave witnesses, or close relatives behind. I almost feel sorry for your poor wife and daughter... But I hope it never has to come to that. I mean, I think I do." 

Something about her nasty smile made him think she was looking forward to carrying out her horrifying threats. Well, her husband was very rich. And these Italians were all crooks and Mafia thugs anyway, he was sure. Such things could be arranged. Horst swallowed and wailed in an unmanly manner.

"But ma'am. I spoke to Mr Rossi and explained everything."

"Let me tell you something about Mr Rossi and I, we like sadistic sex games. Now, you have met him, right? Think of him, then look at me. Who do you think wears the latex boots and swings the whips? Who do you think likes to fuck the other up with a huge dildo and revels in hearing screams of pain?" her eyes had a crazy, sadistic, animal shine to them now.

The German swallowed.

"We will be finished in six months ma'am," he croaked.

He flinched as she kissed him on both cheeks, almost making him dizzy from her strong, intoxicating perfume.

She climbed into her car and leaned over to get something from her bag. He looked down to see her jeans sliding down her ass, exposing the tops of her fine, round ass cheeks, and a tiny, sexy thong that disappeared so tantalizingly down her crack.

"Its grown kind of big in the last couple of years, but its still a nice ass, isn't it?" Angela teased, sliding sexy shades over her eyes. Horst blushed and swallowed

"Sorry ma'am..."

"Damn! You Germans have no sense of humor! That's why they say you cant fuck!" she groaned and gunned the motor.

But Horst wasn't thinking of fucking her. Raping her maybe. And punching those big tits.

He would have to tell his wife that she might as well forget the holiday house in Mallorca that she so wanted. That bossy bitch would be pissed, but he would rather be bossed by her than that Italian cunt, he decided.

"Hermann, come here!" he shouted, as Angela's car shot off. Herman came over.

"Hey boss. You got a couple of kisses from the slut I saw. You dropping by the hotel later on to give her "die Wurst!"" Hermann laughed slapping his boss' shoulders, and gasped jumped back as his hand was slapped away angrily.

"You ass holes are too fucking slow! Tell these jerks only one cigarette pause in four hours! Any man I catch loafing around is fired! And call the employment agency. We will need all those guys we sent back two weeks ago. And more. Get any man who can work. Even fucking foreigners. But no niggers! Hurry up or you are gonna get it!"

Hermann went off on the trot, but he smiled a happy smile that Horst didn't see.

"Ciao Manuel. Ciao..." Rossie said sweetly into her cellphone. "It will be finished in six months!" she listened and giggled. "I gave him the dominatrix number. He will probably wake up screaming from nightmares of me taking a strap on up his ass." she laughed heartily. "Yeah, German pigs probably like that. Forward Hermann 10 000, no make it 15 000. We have to keep the snitches happy." She listened in for a while. "No Manuel. No need to bump him off. Come on darling. The man was just trying to buy his wife a holiday house. Cant blame a motherfucker for trying. Listen, I am going to shower, change and go for a massage and maybe a facial."

Chapter 9

Dez was standing at the reception area Angela walked in. He broke into a wide smile as he saw the alluring Italian. He knew her. He had never spoken to her before, but she was Tom's regular client for massages.

She had a very pretty face, almost like a doll. It was heart shaped, and beautiful to look at. Her eyes were long, and narrowed sexily. They were dark and mesmerizing. Her nose was sharp and pointed, her lips wide and pouting, the lower one almost looking like it had been stung by a bee. 

Her thick, rich, intoxicating perfume pervaded his nostrils as he looked her over. She had big earrings sparkling with diamonds and a double string of pearls hung around her long, supple neck. It was hot and she wore a tiny, lacy, black top. Her breasts were huge, and pushed out like a shelf. She had enough tits to feed a nation of millions. He didn't say it, but he thought it. Her belly was flat but she had cute love handles on the side. A pair of tight jeans cupped her wide and curvy hips and nice thick, round ass. Her jeans were stuffed in chic, calf high leather jeans. Her fingers sparkled with diamond studded gold rings.

Tom, who usually massaged her, called her fat, for his girlfriend Anja was thin. He called her a tramp, for she was rich. And he called her a slut for she was so sexual and he was stiff and boring.

But Dez found Angela to be 100% woman for he liked a curvy body, big ass and tits. And she seemed lively and happy, not morose and stiff like German broads. 

Angela looked at the handsome young black man in the white uniform and she broke into a flirtatious smile. She found him cute, handsome and sweet, immediately. She felt a shower. There was something attractive about athletic, muscular, dark black men. And then so young, virile, well groomed, with short hair, clean shaved, and dressed in white! Mmmm!

She looked at him with twinkling eyes, and his twinkled right back. She felt naughty and wild. She removed her shades and hooked them on her top as she approached him with a sexy swing to her curvy hips. 

"Hi there handsome," she said in a flirtatious voice, speaking English with a mixture of an Italian and Californian accent and it was so sexy.

"Afternoon Mrs di Rossi!"

"Oh, you know my name. But call me Angela, Desmond."

"How can I help you ma'am?"

"Mmmm! Is that an offer!" she placed her elbows on the counter and leaned forwards. His eyes of course followed her chest, glancing at the creamy tops of her thick breasts. "I saw that!" she said and he blushed. "Don't worry, look as much as you want, but cant touch without written permission. All right?"

"Yes ma'am!" he responded and laughed heartily. "Eh, where do I send my application?" they laughed together.

"Finally, someone who can laugh in this country. And such a deep, nice, sexy laugh too. Listen, can I get a facial?"

"Do you mean facial massage or facial beauty treatment ma'am?"

"Actually, I was thinking of the other one," she said with a naughty twinkle.

"Well, eh, which one ma'am?"

"The facial cum shot actually," she said, threw her head back and laughed dirtily, slapping his shoulder. Dez laughed heartily, and sold her the first. 

He was feeling excited as Angie walked of with the beautician to get her face done. When she returned, he was talking to Cornelia at the reception. Her eye brows trimmed and her hair had been trimmed a bit. He told her she was looking beautiful.

"He is a good salesman!" she said to Cornelia and laughed.

"We are good, but I didn't mean because of the treatment." He looked sincerely into her eyes and said honestly. "I thought you were beautiful the moment you walked in."

She purred and actually blushed. He blushed too. For a second, Cornelia thought they had forgotten about her. Then Angela turned to her and said,

"Do you hire him out sometimes?"

"Only for massages!" Cornelia laughed.

"Then he is booked. I want a massage! For my shoulders. Its so painful. Ah!" she pouted, stroking her shoulder.

"Sorry, but all our masseurs are booked," Dez said. "I could massage you, but..." Dez looked at Cornelia, for Tom was around.

"Yes Senor? I think I will love your nice, big, black," she paused and smiled dirtily and Cornelia blushed. "Hand!" she finished and laughed sweetly. "I want you to massage me Mr! I wont take no for an answer"

"Ask my boss!" Dez looked at Cornelia, smiling.

She fidgeted for she knew she would have stress with Tom and Anja. But Angela was a very good client. And she decided she could not let the cash escape, so she said, 

"Go ahead Dez. He is very good, yunno," she added to Angela. 

"I can tell he is good. Come on dear."

Angela knew where the massage room was. She took his arm and walked a bit ahead of him, so he could see her swinging her nice, round ass sexily.

As soon as they entered the room, she started to pull her top off. 

"Eh, ma'am, for a shoulder massage, you don't need to take off your top. You just sit down in the chair right there."

"Oh, don't you worry. I am not shy. And I wanna feel those nice hands on my skin."

She smiled flirtatiously at him and pulled her top off over her head and handed it to him. He couldn't help gazing at her breasts, and they were like two thick, ripe melons, pointing straight at him, looking so alluring through her fine, black, lace bra. And what with the string of pearls resting in the deep valley between them. Dez had to stifle a gasp. Angela smiled knowingly at him.

"Its more fun like this anyway, isn't it?"

"Yes!" he rasped. He nodded at the chair, "Where do you want me to put it?"

"Are you a virgin? Asking me where I want you to put it?"

"The chair ma'am. But when you have approved my application I will know where to put it!" he retorted and laughed heartily.

"Mmm. A confident, handsome young black man. I like that!" she chuckled. 

"Would you like to sit at the window and enjoy our beautiful scenery?"

"No. I want it there." She pointed at a mirror that covered half of one wall. Her finger pointed straight between her thighs. Their twinkling eyes met and they laughed. 

"Gosh. I haven't laughed so good in ages. You bring out the naughty slut in me."

She slapped his shoulder playfully and squeezed, checking out his powerful muscles before she released.

He saw her pushing her jeans downwards before she sat down and soon realized why. As soon as she sat that ass down, the tops of her fine ass cheeks and her thong emerged. It was a naughty, tiny, rhinestone affair, with a diamond studded triangle that joined the hip and back straps. The tiny back strap disappeared tantalizingly into her deep crack. Dez sighed. He noticed she was watching him in the mirror and smiling naughtily and he blushed.

He took place behind her and saw she was gazing at his reflection, her eyes shining with excitement and fascination. Her face was covered in a naughty, teasing smile. Dez was feeling a bit nervous, for this was his first, professional massage. And it had to be with such a hot, naughty, teasing flirt!

"Go on baby, I don't bite. Let the fun begin." 

"I will massage you all over first, and then we will work on the trouble spot, all right?"

"You are the master."

As he put his dark hands on her tanned, but way paler skin, they both stared. Their eyes met and they smiled, for it was a sexy sight. 

Then he stroked her shoulders smoothly and she sighed and closed her eyes. He started working her blades with his thumbs and she gave a loud, soft moan. 

"Sorry ma'am. Did I press too hard."

"No you fool..." she giggled. "I am very sensitive. You are exciting me..."

Dez massaged her shoulders and neck she kept moaning and sighing. And he noticed she was watching through her half closed eye lids. 

Then he oiled his hands and concentrated on the spot that was giving her pain. He massaged around it smoothly, getting the blood flowing. He stroked it lightly, lovingly and she purred. He made his heart overflow with love and joy and imagined sending the positive vibes through his hands to heal her pain. She loved it. The thirty minutes went by in a blur and she extended it by fifteen minutes. When he finished, she looked up at him with drowsy, happy eyes. 

"Thanks honey. That was so good. You have healing hands. I feel good all over. What did you do?"

"I just imagined sending you love and joy through my hands," he said honestly, smiling sheepishly.

"It worked honey. I never felt so good from a massage. It was better than sex. I have to have those nice, big, black hands on me again. I want you every day."

She leaned in and kissed him on both cheeks. Then she kissed his lips lightly. For a second, the flirt disappeared, and he saw a happy, aroused woman.

She tipped him thirty Euros. She told Cornelia how pleased she was, and booked Dez for the following three days. When she left, Cornelia said to Dez,

"She really likes you huh? I was almost afraid she would fall all over you."

"Oh, she is just a harmless flirt and a tease."

"I think she wants more. Be careful. She is married and her husband is very rich and powerful! Just be professional, all right."

Dez thought he saw jealous in her eyes. He had never looked at Cornelia sexually. She was fine, but, she was his boss.

"So, I have lost my virginity now!" Dez proclaimed. Cornelia gasped. "I mean, I have given my first massage here!"

"Yes! Well done. I am very proud of you. I will order a glass of Sekt from room service. But hmmm! Tom and Anja will be annoyed when they get back."

"Well, we need all the money we can get. And you know I am good. What is Tom's problem anyway?"

"Oh, don't be annoyed with him. He feels insecure and threatened, because you are good." She paused and smiled. "And Anja thinks you are attractive. Unfortunately, she told him so. Hi hi hi."

"She doesn't like me."

"She is just loyal to her boyfriend. Young people are funny," she laughed. "Just stay cool, Dez. But you are right. You might as well massage other customers officially now. We will talk about your salary later."




The Second Foundation Pt. 03



"What about Tom and Anja?"

"They can open their own business!"

Dez knew a confrontation was coming. He wondered if Cornelia would have the balls, or at least the back bone.

Chapter 10

Angela's husband noticed her excitement when she arrived. She usually always told him about the guys she tortured, for she was a flirt that liked torturing guys and he loved it when other men desired his hot wife but couldn't have her.

"Did you get your poor masseur all hard honey?" he asked, kissing her, as she stood behind his working desk and draped her arms around his shoulders, taking his head between her big, soft cushions, that had cost so much but were worth every cent in his opinion. He loved touching them, licking them, sucking them, and he loved to see other men lust after them.

"I don't know if he got hard, but he had very nice, big, strong hands." She made him turn his face up. She scooped up her big breasts and rubbed them into his cheeks as she kissed his lips and sucked on them. 

"He got you excited huh?"

"I got him excited, as usual. Why don't you take a wine and fun break with me?"

"Well, we cant. There are some complications in Milan. We will have to go there."

"But we payed off all those guys..."

"Well, someone is getting greedy. The question is, did someone keep it all for himself and not pass it around, or is someone trying to squeeze more out of us."

"oh, those bastards. Sometimes I wish that nobody would pay these corrupt cunts. Everything would be so much easier."

"No. Nothing would get done coz nobody would do their work at all. Italy would be like Africa. If you don't do pay offs, you just die poor. That's why they say it takes money to make money."

"I will get on it. Lemme check my mails first."

"How is the shoulder?" he asked, as Angela took out her sexy, streamlined Mac lap top.

"Oh, good. Good! It was well taken care of," she said in deep voice, smiling.

As Angela busily went about checking her mails and making calls, her face set in concentration even when her voice sounded so flirtatious, Manuel was very proud. 

He loved Angela dearly, and she still fascinated him. She came from Sicily. His grand dad had not wanted him to marry a woman from Sicily. He had said Sicilians were spawned by Moors, and Moors were niggers, for they came from Africa. There was hardly anything African about her features, and in winter, she got even paler than him. But she had this wildness, she was temperamental, impetuous, a bit superstitious.

Angela did not have much formal education. She came from a poor background in a small town. She had modeled for several years, with mild success. But she was sharp, she could mesmerize men, she had excellent people skills and a great head for business, especially when the situation called for creative, unconventional solutions. She understood men, their driving forces, love, hate, lust, greed, ego, fear, beliefs, superstitions... He had encouraged her to get more involved in the business, after their marriage, 8 years earlier. And now he actually turned to her when problems arose. And she rarely disappointed him. 

And he loved the way other men lusted after his beautiful wife.

Chapter 11

The place was very busy as the holiday period had begun. It was typical that Tom and Anja chose this period to go on a two week holiday. Cornelia was furious, but Dez was glad. He would have his peace of mind. 

Angela came in for her massage with Dez the next day. There was a naughty twinkle in her eye as she took his arm at the reception and Dez could tell she had something up her sleeve. When she removed her top, he gasped, seeing her big tits held up in a flimsy, lacy, transparent bra that afforded him a clear view of the creamy orbs and the nipples, and they were thick, dark and excited. He didn't know but she had run ice cubes over them and sucked them herself just before she came over. She smiled lasciviously as she took her seat before the mirror. And of course, the naughty wife let her short skirt that slid down her hips as she sat down, so he could see the matching, sexy, little thong, that sat real high and disappeared tantalizingly into her ass crack. She actually ran her thumbs through the hip straps to make sure he saw it..

She made flirtatious conversation with Dez, in a sultry, raspy, languid voice as he massaged her.

"You know, I used to be a model, when I was twenty, and I lived in New York for a couple of years."

"Cool. Did you like it there?"

"Yes. The city is beautiful. And it is full of beautiful black men."

"Did you date a black guy?"

"Yes. Several. I used to love brothers. They are so much fun. And they can be kinky and naughty. You are kinky and naughty aren't you?"

"Who me? I am just a boring, normal guy ma'am."

"Yeah, with those eyes..." she chuckled deeply, as a spark flew between their eyes. "Back then, I didn't even look at white guys. I thought I would marry a black guy and have sweet brown babies."

"Didn't you?"

"No! I started getting a lots of work back home, so I moved to Italy. My black boyfriend moved over with me. But he wasn't accepted by my parents, my friends, my management. So he hated it and left. I could have gone after him, but I wasn't ready to turn my back on everyone and everything. It was very sad."

"Sounds like it. Do you have brown kids?"

"No. I married a white guy, an Italian."

"Do you have kids with him?"

"No. We haven't really thought much about that," she paused. "He has a low sperm count."

"That's sad. A beautiful, attractive woman like you ought to pass on those fine genes."

"Mmmm!" she beamed. Then she chuckled. "I suppose if we really wanted a child, we could get it done, artificially, of course. But I don't like the idea of artificial insemination. Ugh!"

"Come on, I will be your donor. Then you can have a sweet brown baby that looked just like you and me!" 

Their eyes met in the mirror and something happened. For a few seconds, they were mesmerized and his hands stopped moving.

"You are so naughty, Angela!" Dez blushed and got lost in her naughty, smiling eyes. "Sweet. Desmond, stop putting ideas in my head," she batted her eyelids sexily at him. "Still, if I had such an attractive donor like you, why do it artificially. That would be a waste, wouldn't it?" she asked coyly, turning up to look at him. "But then, how would I explain a sweet brown baby to my white husband.

"Where there is a will, there is a way," he chuckled. 

"Find yourself some pretty young woman to have kid with."

"You mean like you?" 

She purred and then said, "I am too old for you. And I am married."

"That's a reason but not an obstacle."

"You are naughty! But I am flattered."

They laughed heartily.

Then Angela stood up for the half hour was over. Her nipples were long and distended, and so dark with blood. 

She pulled on her top, kissed him on the lips lightly, smiled.

"It was fun baby! I will be back for some more dirty fun tomorrow. And I might fantasize of you when I fuck my husband tonight!"

"Aaaaaooooh!!!" he groaned. She laughed heartily and walked out.

The massage became the high light in both their days. 

Angela kept getting naughtier and more daring. After a couple of days, the naughty wife came wearing a hot, lacy, three quarter cup bra, that left her thick, dark nipples uncovered. As he massaged her, her thick nipples got bigger, longer and darker, all filled with blood. His cock was so hard. And she was smiling at his reflection, enjoying teasing him. But he saw arousal in her eyes too. 

Dez gave it his best, making her melt in his hands. At one point, she closed her eyes and rubbed her cheek against his arm. Then she shuddered and and when she opened her eyes and smiled it was the first time he had ever seen her blush. 

During the second week, Angela arrived for her massage looking even more bubbly than usual. 

"I am going away for two weeks," she told him, as she held on to his arm and walked with him down to the massage room, leaning a bit into him, allowing him to feel her hot, soft breast on his bulging, dark arm.

"Oh! I will miss you."

"Bet you say that to all the girls, huh?" she squeezed his arm

"If that is your new name.." he retorted and chuckled.

"Don't Cry for me Argentina," she sang beautifully and chuckled. "Don't be sad, I will be coming back. By the way, Dez, I have a parting present for you."

"Where is it?"

"Its not yet finished. But I am working on it. And it will blow your mind," she winked naughtily as she removed her top. She sat in the chair before the mirror, in a new, white, lacy quarter cup bra that held her tits up but left them almost entirely uncovered. Her nipples were thick and hard. 

"Do you like my bra?" she teased. "I mean like the material and stuff."

"Definitely. You make my day, you gorgeous naughty wife. You are a diva."

"Mmmm!" she moaned, getting radiant. "Do you know what I really liked about black men, in my younger, naughtier days?"

"Ah ah. But I know you are gonna tell me," he laughed.

"Uh huh!" Angela's voice became dark and sultry and her eyes became dreamy. "I loved their facial features, some black men are so manly and yet so beautiful at the same time. And I love this dark, sexy, silky skin, like yours... Hi hi. And then, there is the act of breaking the racial taboo. Sex with a black guy can really get wild, yunno. I always wondered if that was induced by the fact that they knew the white man didn't want them sleeping with a hot, young white woman. For me, it was thrilling, knowing I shouldn't be doing it. Breaking the taboo was always an added aphrodisiac. And then, black men seem to have this unbridled, endless sexual lust! And hi hi hi... We used to go at it for hours. I guess you must think I am naughty and horny!"

"I don't think it, I know it...." he chuckled. "Do you think black men are better than white men in bed?"

"You cant generalize. I didn't have all that many black lovers. I dated three guys. But the best sex I ever had was with a black guy."

"And the second best?"

"Hi hi hi. What do you think?" she batted her eyes at him seductively. "Do you like white women?"

"I love hot, sexy, naughty, attractive, beautiful women with ass and tits..." He did something daring and blew her a kiss in the mirror.

"You are naughty. Concentrate on your work..." she chuckled. "This is my last massage, make it special Mind if I assist you and stroke your hand a bit?"

"Go ahead..."

They both gazed at her hand rise and rest over his. She started stroking him lightly as he worked on her shoulders and neck. There was a misty aroused look in her eyes. His were shining with flames.

Angela had flirted a lot, even in Manuel's presence, for he loved flaunting her, but she didn't go beyond looks, smiles, and body language though. However, with Dez she felt very naughty and wild. She felt safe too, because she could tell the characters of men, and he was not the type to fall over her and rape her or try anything stupid in his work place. He was a conquerer. He wanted to conquer her and make her spread her legs and open her hole for him, all wet and hot, and beg him to fuck her. The idea of doing that thrilled her, even though she was sure she wouldn't do it. She shouldn't do it. But at least she would allow herself one naughty, parting present, one very naughty present.

She slowly, deliberately pulled her short skirt almost all the way up to her hips. Then she parted her thighs slowly, smiling naughtily at him in the mirror. She saw him blush as he saw the reflection of her plumb pussy, covered in a matching, tiny, white lace thong. Their eyes met and a spark of lust flew from his to hers. She batted her eye lids and parted her thighs further. 

"Sorry, I am just a naughty wife. Please tell me to stop, if you don't like it."

"Are you crazy? I love it!" he found himself responding.

"Me too honey," she giggled naughtily. "But listen, we only go as far as I want. Are you OK with that?" He nodded. "This is not what you think anyway, its just about your present. You will see."

His big, warm hands stroked her skin gently, running down her back and arms. She raised her arms fro her body so he could stroke up and down her sides, brushing his hands lightly into the sides of her breasts. She started moaning and sighing. Then she was sensuously stroking her thighs, going closer and closer to her pussy. Then she turned and kissed his hand. 

Then she leaned her head back so she was lightly touching the thick bulge in his pants. 

She moaned and started rolling her head gently from side to side. His hands started shaking, his heart thudding, and his cock got rock hard as the touch of her head caused sparks to explode in his pants. 

"Desmond. Please pass me some oil. Now, give me your right hand." 

She poured oil into his right palm and her left one. She put the bottle down and rubbed their oiled palms together, gazing at the reflection of their hands. She rubbed the back of his big, black hand and it gleamed from the oil. 

"Oh, that is so sexy, isn't it!" there was no humor on her face, just a strong, pure lust that surprised him. Then she took his hand and put it on a big, soft breast. "Follow my lead honey."

She worked the other herself and he followed her example, rubbing and oiling her tits until it was gleaming. Then they were each stroking and massaging a heavy, creamy orb, but his other hand kept working her neck and shoulder for he was a professional, you see. 

Angela's eyes were shining with wildness and lust and her naughty smile became wide and deep. He couldn't believe it as she parted her thighs and her right hand dropped stroked her upper, inner thighs and squeezed them, making her hips twitch. Then it went to her mound stroked her pussy through her panties, rolling her hips. The tiny garment soon had a dark blotch from wetness. 

He pinched and pulled on her nipple like she was doing to the other and it became big like a thumb and hard as a rock. She threw her head back to look up in his dark face. Her face was a mask of lust and her eyes were narrowed down to slits. 

She smacked her lips mightily, blowing him a kiss. Then her fingers disappeared in her panties and she worked her pussy. She scooped up her big breast and brought her nipple to her mouth, then she lapped it lasciviously He felt her body shiver. Then she kissed it and sucked it and worked it with her mouth, groaning. He groaned too.

"Am I too naughty now? Do you want me to stop!"

"No!" he half laughed, half gasp. "Keep doing that freaky shit!" He pinched her nipple hard and she cried out and bit the other. Then her hand started moving faster in her pussy, sloshing in and out and her hips were pumping back and forth. The smile disappeared from her face, to be replied by a mask of pure lust.

"Ah!!!! Ci!!! Ci!!!! Ah!!!!"

Dez wanted to pick her up, dump her on the table and fuck the shit out of her. In her state, she probably would have let him, he figured. But he was fascinated by her, masturbating and bringing herself off like this. 

His cock got so hard. He now grabbed both her oily tits and digits started arched her back, her hips shooting off the chair. He grabbed both her tits and squeezed and fondled them, working them hard and good, getting those nipples even larger. She gasped and suddenly her hips leaped off the chair. She rested her shoulders on him as she cried and fucked her hand feverishly, her hips pumping and popping wildly as she hissed and cried out her pleasure through clenched teeth. Her face twisted into a grimace and she gave a deep, animal cry as she came hard on her fingers. She went even wilder now, 

Dez gasped at the force of her passion. This woman was a zealous fuck beast when aroused. Right then, he knew he had to fuck her and revel in delirious joy with her.

Then she sank back into her chair, gasping and heaving. She put her hands over his and giggled as they both squeezed her tits. He giggled too.

"I told you I was a naughty wife, didn't I?"

"May I do something naughty too?"

"Depends.."

"Oh its harmless..."

He picked up her hand and led it to his mouth. The hand that had been working her pussy. He licked her digits deliberately, holding her eyes in the mirror.

"Delicious! Just like I thought!"

"Mmmm!" she purred and turned to look up at him as he sucked her pussy off her hand. "Oh shit! Now I am getting wet again."

She stroked his cock through his pants and nodded, liking what she felt underneath. She squeezed and he shivered.

"You are a good man. I like playing with you. Do you like playing with me?"

"Yes..." he rasped.

She took a folded hundred Euro note from her bra cup and slid it into his waistband. 

"Thanks," he said.

"I thank you!"

Then she patted his cock again, thought better about it and grabbed and squeezed it hard. He shuddered. Her eyes got feverish and she shuddered too. Then she leaned in and gave it a loud, smacking kiss. Then she nuzzled it. And kissed his bulge again.

"Do you want your present now?"

"Wasn't that it?"

"Money? Don't be silly. Money as a present is tasteless. I got something special for you, something you will love. Say, do you like your pussy bald or hairy?"

Dez chuckled then he said "Shaved. But bushy is nice too."

"That means bald, huh. Hope you are not too disappointed then."

Smiling naughtily, she turned to face the mirror. Then she raised her hips, pulled her skirt up her hips. They both gazed at her thong covered mound. Angela rubbed her gusset over her pussy, then she pushed it into the mouth, deep, till it was almost all sucked in and all that remained outside were the mightily stretched, thin, elastic straps. Dez gasped hard as he saw a lush, dark bush, split by a pink, gleaming gash that was gaping around her thongs. Angela slowly peeled off her panties. Dez stared at her full bush and engorged, gaping cunt. Then she chuckled naughtily and closed her hand over it. She stood up, and pushed her skirt down.

"I have never done anything this naughty!" she chuckled as she put her thong one palm and straightened it with the other. "Shall I do more? You like me naughty don't you?"

"Don't ask me things you know already!" he chuckled.

Then she put her thong on his head and made him wear it, arranging the gusset over his nose. They looked in the mirror and laughed at his kinky mask. But he was getting dizzy, and horny, from the delicious, musky scent of her pussy, which was reeking from the dripping, soaked thong.

He removed it and shook his head.

"You are a fucking freak. Damn! I should have stayed in Italy." 

"You were in Italy? How long?"

"About a year."

"Do you speak Italian?"

"Yes. I learned it from TV"

"Why didn't you say," she switched to Italian.

"You never asked," he retorted and she pinched his nipple sharply. He smacked her ass and she wagged it so he did it again. They laughed as she put on her top.

"Don't forget about me play boy," she said, and gently stroked his crotch, finding him still rock hard. The feverish, lust full flash returned to her eyes. She moaned and squeezed, nearly making him come in his pants.

"You cant leave me like this!"

"I told you, we are just playing! Nothing more honey." Her hand stayed on his cock.

"Don't be cruel!"

"You look like you wanna cry."

"Please!"

"All right, but I am never doing this again. Get up on the table. On the edge."

She became all radiant and feverish as she squeezed some massage oil into her palm. He climbed on the edge of the massage table. She took a towel and draped it over his lap. 

"We will keep this out of sight. If any one asks, I will just say I didn't see a thing!" she chuckled dirtily. "Take it out, my oily hands will stain your pants."




The Second Foundation Pt. 03



He did and she scooped his cock up in her soft, oiled hands. 

"Fuck! That's a nice cock!!! You are a big boy huh! Bet you real proud huh! Of your big, black cock! oh!!!" she rasped as she started stroking and pulling him, in smooth motions that got him hard as a rock instantly. She had mad skills. He groaned and she rasped and shuddered as she worked magic on his thick rod under the towel. She looked into his face, smiling naughtily as his dick melted in her hands, spreading a warm glow throughout his loins. Her eyes got all feverish like what she was holding was driving her insane. One of her hands wrapped around his shaft and the other wrapped around his head and they were both twisting and pumping and squeezing with dexterity and smoothness. Sweet, sharp sensations started shooting through his cock, coursing through out his body. 

"You like! Huh! You like that!"

"Fu-u-u-uck! Now that's talent. What you gonna do with that big, black cock now that you got it so hard?"

"That's all you are gonna get. I haven't touched any other cock in eight years. You are so fucking lucky!!! Don't touch the fucking towel or it will shoot it in your face."

She pumped him with both hands, squeezing the blood into the tip of his cock and then she was jerking the shaft fast as her other hand beat his bursting tip. The towel was moving like there were a couple of wild animals fighting under it. Dez leaned back and gasped. Angela's face became intense and feverish as if she was feeling the sharp joy she was causing him.

"Oh fuck! So big! So hard! So hot!!!! Oh!!!! That's a nice cock! A fucking nice black cock!" she rasped. 

Then she pulled his balls out of his pants and cupped them under the towel. He groaned and she cooed with lust. He saw her swallow her drool. Then she was stroking his balls and beating his meat like she was shaking a salt shaker. Her palm was making loud sounds, almost like clicks. Then Dez threw his head back and his hips were hit by sharp spasm. He groaned deeply as his dick started jumping zealously and spouting cum under the towel. 

She started moaning and she looked like she was going to dive in and catch a mouthful. But she caught herself and jerked him till his balls were empty. Then she held his softening cock and stroked it with both hands, shivering as his thick cum flowed through her fingers.

She leaned in to him and rested her dizzy head on his chest. He reached up and stroked her hair.

Then she finally pulled back and kissed his lips, lightly as she wiped his cock clean with the towel. She didn't look at what she was doing, like she was scared of seeing something she might like too much. She wiped him clean and put him back in his pants. Then she closed the zipper. And it was then she stepped back, wiping her hands on the towel.

"What a fucking waste!" she rasped. "Hope you don't hate me for wasting it like that!"

"Don't worry. You will make up for that. But thanks. At least I can walk now. And you got skills!"

"I can send you some nice photos, to make up a bit, if you give me your e-mail address. Just say it, my memory is sharp."

It was simple and he gave it to her. 

"Mmmm! You dark temptation." she kissed him on the lips. "You are going to jerk off tonight huh? Thinking of fucking me like the bitch I am and making me scream and cum all over your big, black cock!"

"Fu-u-u-u-u-uck!!!" he rasped. She chuckled dirtily, heartily.

"Keep those panties in a nice, safe place where you can smell my perfume, all right? I will be fantasizing of you and having your sweet brown babies. Maybe!" she giggled dirtily as she kissed him, lingering this time, lapping his lips lightly. As he wanted to kiss her back, she darted back and squeezed his cock before reluctantly letting go.

"Bye honey." 

She walked out with a swing to her fine ass, all cupped up in her short, tight skirt.

Dez shot straight to the adjacent bathroom and blew a thick load into some tissues, holding her soaked thongs in his other hand, remembering her pushing them into her hole. 

Chapter 12

That evening, he checked his mail and he had one from her. 

"Hi honey. Here are some photos from your naughty wife friend, back in the days when I used to young and pretty. I was a model back then. PS, can you still smell me good or should I send you a fresh, drenched pair?"

There were several photos of her attached. They were professional shots. They showed her modeling skimpy, hot bikini's and negligees in horny poses. She was younger and slimmer in all of them, and her tits were smaller. She looked real hot. Dez would have loved to meet her and meat her back then. But he loved her curvier frame and huge, inflated tits even more.

He responded and told her he was impressed.

She wrote back and asked if he got hard from them. He responded he was.

Over the days she sent him new pictures daily. They kept getting hornier. She sent him topless ones. Then ones where she licked her tits, and close ups of her pussy, in tight thongs. Speaking of thongs, every second day, he received a parcel, with Italian chocolate and sweets, and one or two pairs of expensive, fine thongs smelling strongly of her pussy juice. He hoped nobody at the refugee home would search his stuff whilst he was gone, for they might think he liked wearing girl's panties.

They kept exchanging saucy mails. Then she told him that in her last professional days, she had done photo shoots for "tasteful" men's mags like Penthouse and playboy. They were not cheap, jerk off pictures, they were expensive, classy, glossy jerk off pictures. The result was the same though. She sent him shots of herself in crotchless panties. Then buff. Then playing with her fingers. And then toys. He had to admit that he jerked off to some of them.

She told him she was missing him and looked forward to meeting him again and feeling his hands on her body. She said she hoped he would think of something nice to do with her, when she was back.

Chapter 13

When Tom and Anja returned and found Dez massaging customers, they freaked out. A staff meeting was called. Tom even threatened to quit. He was pissed because the customers Dez massaged, whether men or women, almost all insisted on only being massaged by him from then on. 

"He is inexperienced and he cant keep up with our standards. This is unprofessional," he fumed angrily. "It will tarnish our image and kill our business."

"Yes mom. You gotta stop this!" Anja insisted. "AH ah. No way!"

All eyes turned to Cornelia. She seemed very uncomfortable. Dez thought she would give in.

"Look, the customers love him. He is good for business."

"I cant work like this. I trained for three years before I could work professionally. He hasn't even been here for six months. And I know he is not good."

"Then how come the customers like me?" Dez asked.

"What the hell do the customers know? They just want to be touched, that is all!" Tom sneered.

"Then let him touch them, since they like his touch!" Cornelia said.

"No! No! No!" Tom insisted. "We cant just let some refugee cleaner stand at our reception and massage customers. What will people think of us. What about our company image."

"Tom, how about we make a deal? I massage Anja. If she doesn't like it, I will stop."

"You are not going into a room alone with my girl and touching her."

"You can come in and watch, if you like watching, that is. I have heard that some guys like watching!" Dez said cheekily and everyone laughed, except Tom. Even Anja smiled, before Tom glared at her and she changed to a frown.

"Watch your mouth, you stupid nigger!" Tom sneered at Dez.

Everyone gasped and went silent.

"Is that the problem, Tom. Funny, I thought as much," Dez said calmly.

"Tom, I wont have that type of talk here!" Cornelia shouted and it was the first time Dez ever saw her getting angry. "We have clients from all over the world. We cant have skinheads here!"

"He is cheeky. And he doesn't listen to me. I am the chief masseur here. He should know his place! Who does he think he is?"

"My employee. And this is my company. Dez massages, and that's it. He keeps his clients, you keep yours, all right! Now, go back to work, all of you."

That was settled then. Some of the workers sided with Tom, but a few sided with Dez, for they were pissed off with Tom. They started openly showing allegiance to Dez, giving him tips, hints and practicing massages with him.

However, Tom always gave him the evil eye. Anja gave him the cold shoulder when Tom was around, but smiled when she was alone. He caught her gazing at him with fascination several times. He had a feeling he could fuck her, if he wanted to. But he didn't want to make things worse.

He was earning good money, his tips were fat, and he was flying to Frankfurt and making 7 to 9 Grand every two weeks, which he mostly just sent home to his mom. However, he was restless. And then came Angela di Rossi.

Chapter 14

Angela's two weeks away turned into four. But she kept sending him photos, soaked panties and dirty mails, regularly, each more kinky than the last. By now, he knew how her pussy looked, close up, and it was beautiful. He felt a carnal hunger to devour it.

Then she would send him photos of very young, black or mixed race kids and ask him which one he would put in her if she let him.

She booked a back massage with him two days before her arrival. Dez was excited. He groomed himself and wore a dazzling, white ironed shirt that sat nicely on his muscular torso, and tucked it neatly into a pair of pleated white longs. He shaved his hair short and shaved his face smoothly. 

Just before Marcel left for a game of golf, Angela talked him into accompanying her to the pool and cosmetics area for her massage. Dez was standing behind the counter as they entered the reception area. 

Dez observed them from the corners of his eyes, seeing her husband in person for the first time. Marcel, was about forty. He was tall, handsome, with broad shoulders and a lean, muscular frame. He had dark, curly hair, that was neatly cut, as if close attention had been paid to each hair. His face was handsome and smooth, with dark eyes. He was looking good in a jacket, golf pullover, longs and golfing shoes. He was elegant and oozed an aura of wealth and power. 

Angela had her hand hooked into her husband's arm and they looked good together. There was an intimacy and closeness between them. He could tell instantly that they loved each other. Marcel was watching Dez and he noticed the admiration that came onto his dark face as he gazed at Angela.

"The guy is going to have wet dreams!" he chuckled to her, for he liked it when men lusted after his hot wife, and couldn't have her. 

"Mmmm! I am always glad to be of assistance." 

"Hallo Mrs di Rossi," Dez greeted in English. "Nice to have you back. You must be Mr di Rossi." Dez greeted politely.

"Hi there Desmond," she cheerfully ""Doesn't he look cute in white, Marcel?"

Marcel now took a good look at the handsome, young black guy behind the counter. He really looked good, well groomed, young, athletic, virile. And he had this aura. Like a man. A powerful man. A prince. Marcel looked at Angela and could tell she was feeling the same.

"A bit too young for you, isn't he?" he said in Italian.

"Crispy chicken is at its best when young," she chuckled dirtily. Then she said to Dez, "Are you ready to massage my back. My back has been killing me."

"What!" Marcel gasped and switched to Italian as his eyes narrowed. "Is he your masseur!"

"Yes darling. Yunno I only settle for the best," Angela fixed amused eyes on him. "Why are you getting so worked up?"

"What happened to the German chap? Get him to massage you!"

"This guy here is better," Angela told him, calmly.

"You didn't tell me you had a black masseur!" He sounded like he was accusing her of something heinous.

"Why should his race be of importance?" the corners of her mouth were twinkling with amusement.

"I wont let you into a room alone with him! Basta!" Marcel said firmly.

"Marcel! Are you jealous and scared of a mere masseur!" she broke into a smile, an amused one.

"I am just worried," he said quickly. He cast Dez another look. The black guy was pretending to be looking into the appointments book, and smiling broadly. Marcel didn't care. He turned to Angela with determination.

"Angela! He is not putting his black hands on you!"

"Marcel, please stop saying such things or he might think we are fascists and give me a bad massage!"

"I don't give a fuck what he thinks."

"He speaks Italian. Shut up!" Angela said firmly.

"What!" Now Marcel jumped and glanced at Dez furtively, blushing.

"He didn't mean it like that!" Angela said to Dez, smiling. "But his jealous flatters an old woman like me."

"Its all right. I wasn't listening!" Dez said pleasantly in Italian, smiling politely at Marcel. "Nothing that interesting happens in a massage room, sir. You can come in if you like." 

"I didn't mean it like that. Sorry for any misunderstanding." Marcel winked at Dez and gave him a pat on his shoulder apologetically. "Where di you learn Italian?"

"In Rome. Beautiful city and very nice people." He smiled. But Marcel wasn't sure if he meant it or was being sarcastic. For his part, he felt stupid and nodded, blushing.

Now, Angela was observing how Dez stayed calm and his aura seemed to dominate and her husband, despite being richer and older, seemed to bow down before him. She smiled, for her gut feelings had been right. She decided to help Marcel save face, for the question had been answered. Just as she had thought.

"Give the young man a tip in advance Marcel. Encouragement sweetens the labor!"

"Here!" Marcel said, feeling confident as he pulled out his wallet. He took out a fifty and slipped it in Dez' pocket and winked at him. "Here Maestro. She was looking forward to this all day, weren't you honey?"

"You know I was. He has very good hands. And such positive vibes."

"Thanks!"

"Tell you what; maybe I will hire you to teach my husband here how to massage one of these days."

"No problem. Just let me know."

"Mmm! You heard huh Marcel. You are going to learn to massage me," Angela said with a sweet chuckle and good humor.

"And what do I get?" Marcel responded, chuckling.

"You know my special massage techniques. I cant talk about those in front of a minor!" They broke into laughter and Dez joined. "Now, hand me over to this nice young fellow, I need to feel those hands..."

"Here Maestro," Marcel took Angela's hand and gave it to Dez. Dez took it and nodded at Marcel, as Angela hooked her arm through his.

"Bye honey. "Have a nice day at the course darling," Angela said and blew her husband a kiss.

"You too honey," he responded in a loving voice, waving.

"Is it the same room as usual, Desmond?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Then lets roll!"

Angela chuckled sweetly as she took the young black man's arm and they walked down a corridor. 

Manuela looked after them for a second and he felt a shiver. There was something so erotic about his wife and the young black man. And they would be all alone... He decided he would call her cell phone as soon as the thirty minutes was over. Just to make sure. Marcel laughed to himself as he walked off. He usually wasn't the jealous type. Yet a mere masseur was making him jealous. He checked the watch to see the time.

Chapter 15

When they entered the room, he closed the door behind her and she turned to face him, her arms crossed across her chest.

"Hi there handsome," she greeted, calmly.

"Hi beautiful..." he responded, smiling, and she could see he was happy to see her.

"So, did you like my husband?"

"He seems like a nice guy. But you set him up."

"I liked the way you handled it. You are not angry, about what he said?"

"No." he waved. "I am used to it. Some white people don't like black people. Even some customers."

"Its not hate, its fear. You are a handsome black man."

"Is he scared that I am gonna rape you."

"No! But maybe he is scared that I am gonna like you!"

"Come on, you said it yourself, I am a mere masseur, your husband is a handsome millionaire."

"So? I have been sending you my panties, haven't I?"

Dez laughed heartily. But Angela looked at him seriously.

"Who do you think is above the other, black men or white men?"

"We are all equal," Dez responded.

"No you are not!"

"Are you saying white men are better?"

"Are you scared of white men?"

"No."

"They are scared of you. So who is better?"

Angela smiled at him. He smiled back and paused, then asked,

"So, why did you marry one of them then?"

"What are you gonna do about it?" she gave him a teasing smile, pushing her chest out.

Dez gazed into her face and stroked his chin.

"So, you think he is still worried? Your husband?"

"Oh, he feels good, now that he gave you that money!"

"You are cunning. I wouldn't want you as my enemy. I am glad that you are back." he leaned in and kissed her cheeks.

"Mmmm! Let me get naked for you baby. For the massage, I mean."

She opened her hotel issue bathing robe and let it slide down her shoulders. She posed sexily, in a tiny, hot, white, thong, mini bikini. The tiny triangles of her micro bra hardly covered her thick nipples and the three strap thong bottom cut into her hips. The gusset was plastered to to her thick pussy lips and the dark bush on her pubes. 

"Whoa!" he gasped. "Nasty is back!"

"I am planning on going swimming afterwards, yunno. How do you like my suit?"

Angela smiled naughtily, striking a sexy pose as she handed him the robe. She was enjoying teasing Dez. But she wasn't just teasing him. She had stopped taking the pill and she was in the part of her cycle where she could fall pregnant. Her body wanted to fuck Dez. Her gut feelings told her it was time to get pregnant. Her heart told her to have a brown baby. Her mind told her she was married to Marcel, and she was being silly. Angela knew there were times to follow her gut, others to follow her heart, others to follow her mind and others to follow her body. Right now though, she didn't know which to follow. Therefore, she would leave it up to Dez. If Dez was to father her kid, he would have to win her womb. She was quite curious to see how he would do that? She would not make it easy for him.

"Listen Dez, seriously now," she held up her finger. "I know I have been very naughty with you on the Internet, but I want to make it clear that we are only playing, all right? I am naughty, but I am a faithful, married woman. Its like window shopping. I'm like, whetting my appetite outside, but I always eat at home. With my rich, white husband. Are we clear on that?"

She watched his eyes closely. For a second she saw them flashing, like "Bitch! Is you crazy!"

Then Dez smiled, as he remembered her animal lust as she fucked her hand and came on her digits, and the way she got feverish when she played with his cock and made him explode. And she had just told him that black men were better than white men. It became clear to him that she didn't want to fuck him; she wanted him to fuck her, and make her his woman. Well, he was a conquering African warrior.

His smile deepened, from ear to ear.

"What's that for?"

"I'm just happy to see you. Get naked."

"Yep. But remember what I said." Then she turned her back to him and offered him her bra. He unclipped it smoothly and she removed it and handed it to him turning to face him, pushing her tits out. "I like a smart, cunning, disciplined man." 

His mouth watered at the sight of those enhanced, tanned tits that were like two, huge, gorgeous, swollen melons and the nipples that were pointed at him like bullets. They were appetizing and bombastic.

"Are you smart, cunning and disciplined Dez?" she teased as she ran her thumb through the hip straps of her thong bottom. Then her thumb disappeared into her gusset, stroking her bush. What a tease. His cock stirred in his pants.




The Second Foundation Pt. 03



"These are hotter than anything you sent me," he smiled and nodded at her tiny thong bottoms. "I want them."

Angela smiled. "Earn them..." she hooked her fingers into her thong straps, stretched them, letting him see into her thongs for a second, and then she let them snap into her skin. Dez decided she would pay for that.

Then Angela climbed onto the massage table in a very teasing manner, bending that ass over so he gazed at her fine, thick, tanned cheeks and split by her tiny thong. He looked at the fat, plumb mound between her thighs and it was appetizing. Then she sank down on her belly, letting her ass come down last. She parted her thighs, raising that ass a bit, and turned her face to him and gave him a come fuck me smile.

"Get started, my dear..." she cooed sexily and rolled her ass.

Dez chuckled deeply. 

He oiled his hands and started working on her. The moment she felt his warm, strong, oiled hands, Angela gave deep, contended sigh.

"Oh!!! Those hands are beautiful. Mmmm! I have been missing you Dez!"

"Me too!" he chuckled.

Dez oiled and massaged her smooth, silky back and she purred all the while. He really loved the feel and the shade of her tanned skin. And she simply loved his touch, sighing and purring constantly. First, he gave her a normal back massage, using smooth, circular motions and light, then firmer strokes, till he got her very relaxed and languid. 

Then he stepped up his game, with intent to get her real wet and torture her with lust. Therefore, he used all the exciting, arousing tantra techniques on her. He ran the tips of his digits up and down her back, scratching, pinching and caressing, tapping, grabbing and pulling, slapping lightly, rubbing, tracing, stroking. It almost felt like he was just playing. Yet soon, he was making her body come alive, setting her skin on fire, and making her pussy wetter. She found it beautiful, and so exciting. And scary. Because he was gaining power over her body, playing it like an instrument, and producing horny, sexy music.

"What are you doing? I have never had that type of massage before..." she rasped.

"Its African..." he chuckled. "lay back and enjoy."

She did, feeling his magical hands sending showers coming down all over her body. His big hands cupped the sides of her torso, stroking all the way from her arm pits to her hips, brushing into the sides of her squashed, big breasts. Then his hands settled right there, stroking there and she raised her breasts but he didn't slide his hands under her to cup them and she felt like pouting. 

Instead, he slid downwards and took each hip in a big, slick hand and stroked and then pumped them up and down, back and forth, like he was pumping her onto his cock and she heard herself groaning as she arched her back and raised her ass. Then he teased the tops of her ass cheeks and worked the small of her back with his slick thumbs, letting them slide deeper and deeper into her sensitive crack. Then she was gasping and exhaling, her body writhing softly. It got even better and Angela was now arching her back as she grabbed handfuls on the sheet and tried to rub her excited, itchy nipples surreptitiously onto the table.

Dez made his fingers like powerful claws and started stroking up and down the insides of her cheeks lightly, with ever increasing pressure. Angela shuddered and moaned and her ass cheeks clenched with want. Her hips shook and started rolling, then she caught herself and stopped them, but she couldn't help rubbing her forehead into the sheet and exhaling aloud.

Dez looked into the mirror and her face was a mask of lust and her eyes were drunk with desire. He leaned into her, resting his hard bulge against her side. She shivered.

"Do you like that Angela?" he rasped.

"Yes!" she moaned softly. "You are evil!"

"Lemme hear how much you love what these big, black hands are doing to you... Make music with your mouth baby!"

He slid his oiled, warm, big hands palms onto her ass cheeks and stroked them in smooth, circular motions. She moaned and her ass clenched in his hands. He dug them in deeper and sent them round and round, from her hips to her crack and back round.

She started moaning at his touch like the sound track to a slow, sensuous scene in a soft porn movie. Her hips rolled freely now, round and round, up and down, to the rhythm of his touch, moving like she was riding a nice, big dick, and loving it.

He slowly pushed his cock harder against her and she gave a deep moan and started writhing on the table, to get closer and grind it into her body. He smiled inwards. He had her now.

Then he told her the massage was finished.

"No! You cant stop now!" she pouted. "What about my arms and legs," she added quickly.

"Then I will have to book you longer."

"Do it!"

Chapter 16

Dez called the reception on the internal phone circuit. 

"Mrs di Rossi has some very tense spots. Please add another sixty minutes."

Then he locked the door. Angela saw him do it. She half smiled and half frowned. 

Dez oiled and massaged her arms, taking his time, enjoying seeing her body twitch with impatience. Then her did her pretty feet,oiling and rubbing each toe, pulling them and squeezing. Then he worked on her legs. 

When he started on her thighs she exhaled, like someone who had been waiting long for something, and finally received it. As his strong fingers sank into her lightly dimpled silky, soft, smooth thighs, she gave sighs and groans of contentment. As he worked his way higher, she parted her thighs and her nice, thick pussy winked at him from between them. 

His slick, oiled hands worked their way to the bottom of her ass, and stopped. He slid his palms smoothly over them and took her hips in his big hands.

"I wanna work here," he said, stroking the small of her back with his thumbs. "Can you lower your thongs a bit please."

"Yes!!!" she rasped and raised her hips, then she pushed her thongs half way down her thighs. Dez' cock stirred in his pants. He gazed between her parted thighs and saw her nice pussy face to face.

Angela had shaved the lips and sides of her pussy clean, leaving the lush bush above her slit. She had long lips, that were so thick and full of blood they were almost purple and there smeared with some whitish cream. They were parted in a smile and her pink slit was slick and shiny and so appetizing. She was so horny he could even smell her arousal strongly despite the scented candles in the room. 

"You half shaved huh?" he chuckled.

Angela blushed, as she looked at him in the mirror, seeing him gaze shamelessly at her pussy which she knew was leaking. Then she caught herself and the flirt in her smiled naughtily.

"My husband likes it hairy, you like it bald. What's a naughty wife to do?"

"I got the better half huh? Thanks. Is there any part of you that you would like me to massage now. Like a sore, tense spot?" he teased, stroking her ass lightly.

"I think so, here. That's very, very sore," she chuckled in a thick voice, and wagged her ass. 

"Well, we are not supposed to do that. Some customers don't like to be touched there..." he was running the tips of his digits up and down in circular motions, making her shiver. "Do you want me touch your ass?"

"Uh huh!" 

Dez poured a string of oil on each cheek, making her shiver from the cold. Then he oiled her fine ass and stroked it, in smooth, circular motions, and it started gleaming and looking gorgeous. 

"Would you like me to do it firmer?"

"Yes!" she rasped.

"Are you sure," he teased in a deep, dark voice.

"Yes. Please..." she rasped again, wagging her ass. He sank his itching fingers into her nice, soft, firm flesh and she rasped mightily. 

He gazed into her lust drunk eyes and drawled slowly, deeply,

"I like your ass Angela. Its so big, nice and beautiful. I would like to do some nice, naughty things to it..." he slapped it lightly and she gasped. "Would you like that? I promise I wont go too far!"

"Yes!!!" She almost sounded like she was begging.

"Want me to grab it, squeeze it, maybe smack it a bit? Would you like that? Huh! You hot, naughty diva!"

"Yes!!!!"

"Shake that ass for me now, you sexy motherfucker! Make me dizzy! I know you can do it! Go on now! Raise it up a bit ad make it pop!" 

"Oh, you are so naughty!" Angela half giggled dirtily and half moaned. Then she shook them curvy hips, making her ass cheeks go "bdoing bdoing bdoing!"

"Ah! That's what I am talking about! You are so naughty Angela!" Smack! "Damn! That ass is hot. It didn't even move, did you see." Smack! Smack! "damn!!!"

"Oh!!!!" Angela moaned and shuddered.

Dez grabbed her fine, thick ass cheeks and shook them and it was magic.

"Yeah! That's what I am talking about. Shake that ass real hard and fast make me go dizzy!" she moaned and did it and really made him dizzy. And horny. 

"raise that ass a bit so I can smack it nicely! Raise it up for me mama!" she pushed her hips off the table instantly. 

Smack! "Ah!!!" Smack! "Ah!!! Yes!!!!" Smack! "Yesssss!!!!" Smack! Smack! Smack!!! 

"Yessss!!! harder! Now grab it please!"

"Want me to grab that fucking ass like this!" 

"Yessss!" 

"And squeeze it hard! Harder!"

"Yesss!"

"Look in the mirror Angela. See these big black hands grabbing your ass. Isn't that hot! You like it huh?"

"Oh yessssss!!! Yes! Squeeze my fucking ass!!!" 

Dez couldn't believe it. She was horny and delirious. 

She grabbed onto to the sheet and shoved it pushed it at him. Dez grabbed it and kneaded it like dough, sinking his digits in. She gasped and her cheeks clenched in his hands. He squeezed real hard and she shuddered and said some stuff in Italian. He couldn't understand it but it sounded horny and dirty.

He squeezed her oiled cheeks and rubbed them tortuously together, pulled them apart, exposing her crack seeing her puckered hole and her pink, dripping slit, and then rubbed and squeezed them together again. Angela rubbed her face into the table feverishly as she cried with lust. Her ass was rolling round and clenching now, like she was fucking.

He pulled them cheeks apart and ran his thumbs smoothly up and down the insides, digging them in, getting real close to her crack, brushing her sensitive cleft lightly with the tips. She moaned and tilted her ass upwards. He pulled them further apart and her pink little hole gaped and winked at him. Her pussy mouth opened wide, and he gazed into her pink, shiny, moist fuck hole. He felt a carnal hunger. Damn! 

"Damn! Angela. You are beautiful. Want to pour some oil on you?"

She could only moan. He grabbed on to one cheek as his other hand reached for the bottle of oil. He poured some onto the small of her back and it flowed down her crack, over her ass hole, glistening, making her gasp and shiver from its coldness. Some followed her engorged lips and the shaved sides of her vulva. A large amount flowed into her gaping hole and she cried.

He slid his slick hand over her pussy, taking it in his hot palm, his fingers sliding into her bush. She gasped and tensed and looked at him over her shoulders. Now he saw fear and arousal in her eyes. Her lips quivered. 

"Relax, baby. You can trust me. You are in good hands," he chuckled and she chuckled too, but remained a bit apprehensive. He rested his thumb gently on her slit but didn't move it. But his palm started squeezing and rubbing her pubes in slow, gentle, circular motions, brushing lightly against her engorged clit. She exhaled loudly. 

He placed the heel of his other hand onto the small of her back and deliberately slid the oiled digits into her crack, sliding them smoothly up and down, brushing her puckered hole, going to the edge of her slit and back up, in rhythm with his other hand. She started sighing and her body relaxed 

Dez slowly raised the pressure till his digits were sinking into her pubes and her thumb was stroking her engorged slit nicely, slowly, gently. 

Angela was torn between lust and reason. She found him so sexy and attractive, but had not wanted to go this far. For she enjoyed teasing Dez and being admired and lusted after by him. And she enjoyed being naughty with him. It gave her a kick. Like playing with fire. But now the fire was in her loins and spreading all over her body, fast.

As he pressed his thumb along her slit and rubbed it up and down, round and round, sparks exploded in her pussy. Angela's hips were hit by sharp shudders and she started crying constantly. She did not want to, not really, really, really... But she started rolling her hips against his hands. It was like her body had a mind of its own now, for her real mind was too drunk with lust and want. 

Dez now stroked her crack and pussy like he owned them, confidently, and so skillfully. And she loved it. He eased the thick tip of his thumb into the opening of her pussy and rolled it round and round as his slick palm rubbed her bursting clit. She had to cry sharply because it was simply exquisite and incensing for her. 

He rolled and wriggled his thumb in deeper, slowly and she could feel her hole clenching around it. Now he sank his thumb all the way in her and hooked it into the roof of her pussy, as his fingers sank into her pubes. He grabbed her cunt and shook his hand and she twisted her face and rasped from the sharp pleasure. 

Then he used her pussy to pull her ass up higher. And started fucking her hole, sliding his thumb in and out as his hand worked her mons and clit, slowly, coaxing her into fucking back. And she started to, with growing urgency. 

The middle finger of his other hand rolled round and round her rear hole, coming closer and when the tip brushed against it, she cried and shivered. When he started stroking the sensitive opening, she loved it. Now his hand worked her pussy with ever increasing urgency and it was almost too much. Her senses were overwhelmed.

"Ah!!!!!" Angela cried in anguish and her hips shot off the table and she was ass up, face down, her cheeks clenching and popping as she started fucking his hands wildly. Her hand shot between her thighs, over his and she grabbed it and made it work her pussy faster. 

Then Dez suddenly pulled his thumb out of her and removed his hand from her pussy. She wailed in dismay.

"Work that pussy for me. Lemme see you fuck yourself baby!" he put her hand over her cunt.

Then Dez smacked her cheeks and she bawled and shoved her digits deep in her pussy. They sloshed in and out as she fingered her hole and rubbed her clit furiously. 

Then she was cumming hard and grunting like a beast before he could say, "What the fuck!"

Dez let her come a while. Then he suddenly grabbed her hand and yanked her digits out of her pussy. She wailed in loud disappointment. 

"Wait honey. I want you to cum real hard! Hold on now!" He put her slick digits over her engorged clit and told her, "Rub it nice and slow. Nice and slow baby!"

She did so, gasping as he shoved two digits into her hole. They slid in smoothly, into her dripping, contracting hole. He started finger fucking her, pumping them in and out as he rolled and twisted his thick, long digits round and round. She loved it. Then Dez pushed the tip his thumb into her hole and she hissed and pushed against it. He rolled it round and round and she worked her clit harder, crying as if in pain.

Dez pushed his suer slick thumb all the way into her hole and started fucking it to the rhythm of his digits in her pussy. 

"Now rub that fucking clit real hard bitch!" He snapped at her.

Angela bawled and started frigging her clit in a blur. Then it seemed like her ass, her pussy and her clit just all exploded at the same time and it was mind blowing. She gave a deep, long, anguished moan as she jerked sharply, pumping her hips and tossing her head, sending her hair flying wildly as her orgasming pussy grabbed at his fingers violently. Then the pleasure became unbearable and she was slapping and rubbing her clit and banging her face into the soft massage table She was now like a delirious, sex crazed beast. The table jarred under her as she got delirious.

Dez had to remove his thumb from her ass so he could grab the back of her head and shove her face into the table to stifle her moans.

Chapter 17

After several hefty orgasms in succession, Angela flopped down onto the table and lay moaning and jerking weakly, smiling happily, her eyes closed. Dez scooped her up and rolled her on her back.

She smiled dreamily at him. He deliberately held up his soaked digits and licked her juice off them, moaning with relish. She moaned. Then he eased them into his mouth and sucked her tasty pussy off them. She smiled and blew him a kiss. Dez opened his pants slowly and scooped up his long, hard, jet black cock. He held it up and stroked it slowly, peeling the foreskin back. She gazed at it with lust and fear. Her lips quivered.

"No! Dez. Don't put it in me. This is the time for me to get pregnant. I am not on the pill because my husband is sterilized, like I told you..." she whimpered.

"Don't worry. I am not going to fuck you here. Our first time is going to be somewhere nice and cozy, where I can fuck you long and good and drive you insane!"

"You are not fucking me!" she gasped. "I told you!"

Dez smiled and reached to her pussy, to scoop up some juice. Then he slowly spread it on his cock head, making it shiny. She gasped. He did it, again and again, till his cock was wet. Then he brought it to her lips.

"Lick it clean and taste your pussy off it."

"I don't wanna do this!!!!" Angela rasped in anguish. Some alarm bells were ringing in the distant, for she had gone way too far than she had planned.

But Dez confidently laid his dick along her lips and started easing it back and forth as he stroked her wet pussy and fingered her slowly, deliberately.

Angela's eyes were filled with the thick, long, veined black snake and she found it so enticing and arousing. It throbbed against her lips, and it felt so hot and silky and she was filled with lust. It brushed lightly against her nose and the smell made her mouth water. And his fingers were making her pussy feel so good, driving her wild with lust.

"Oh!!!" she wailed and her lips parted and she kissed it, lightly, softly, again and again. Then her hot tongue came out and she licked it tentatively. Then she started licking it eagerly as it see sawed back and forth, sometimes smearing her lips into it and sucking on the hot, throbbing black cock. 

When she was drunk with lust, Dez pulled back and laid the tip on her lips.

"Now, lick my big, black cock. You know you want to. Its the reason why you keep coming back to me, isn't it. Lick it Angela..." he added a second digit and slid them deep into her hole. He stroked the roof of her pussy. Sparks exploded in her loins, her hips popped, she gave a guttural moan, and they both knew she was his bitch.

Her long tongue came out and she lapped his dark, engorged shiny black head. She moaned with relish and traced the rim of his cock. She started lapping it like a cat, craning her neck, leaning closer. He eased back and she raised herself on her elbow, coming after it. He chuckled, and she blushed and chuckled back.

"Grab it and eat that big, black cock!" he told her. 

Angela acted shy for the first time he had met her as she reached for his dick. She moaned as she wrapped her hand around it. She pulled it to her mouth and licked it like an ice cream cone, till it was all wet. He scooped her pussy juice and rubbed it over the head and she eagerly cleaned it. SO he did it again and again. Then he kept his middle finger in her pussy and pushed the blunt tip between her full, purple lips. 

"Take it in your mouth, where you want it baby!"

She blushed deeply, but groaned with joy as his thick cock rested in her mouth. She chewed it and swiveled it around her mouth, swallowing her drool and slurping. Then she started bobbing her head. Her hunger and urgency increased rapidly and she started blowing him noisily, wetly. Then she grabbed his cock firmly, possessively and started jerking and squeezing it ferociously.




The Second Foundation Pt. 03



"Look in my eyes when you suck my fucking cock! Look up at me baby!"

She did so, her eyes blazing with lust as she blew him voraciously. His cock got so long and hard now. And Angela became incensed. She bore down on him till he was lodged in the back of her mouth. She made choking sounds.

"Yeah! Choke yourself on that cock! Choke on it bitch!" he chuckled.

But she must have taken it seriously. She pushed her head madly against him, her eyes flashing feverishly. She choked and gurgled and kept pushing and spit flew out of her mouth.

"Yeah bitch! That's it! Get that dick! Get it! Fu-u-u-uck!"

Dez grabbed her hair and pulled her back a bit. Then he started fucking her face for real. He pumped his thick cock in and out of her stretched mouth. He had never fucked a woman's mouth this furiously. But Angela loved it. Eyes blazing, nostrils flared, she gurgled around his cock and slurped and sucked as good as she could, her legs kicking and moving on the table lustily.

Spit flew out of her mouth as he slapped his cock into her and she kept throwing her head at him.

"Oh fuck!" Dez cried as he jammed it deep into her mouth and kept it there. He gasped for breath, looking down at her. She smiled around his cock, then she started her frenzied choking act again and it drove him insane.

"Ah fuck! Yeah!"

Then she pulled her lips off him with a loud pop and giggled, rubbing his cock and glaring at it feverishly.

"Ah fuck! You are making me mad! You want me to spit on this dick like I hate it. This big, fucking black cock!"

"Yeah! Do it bitch!"

She spat on it. Rubbed it in. Spat on it again. Then she threw her mouth all around him and started bobbing, jerking him hard and fast.

Dez' orgasm took him by surprise. His cock grew hot and rigid, then his balls simply exploded.

"Uh!!!!" Angela groaned as if she had been punched hard. She like wrapped her mouth tightly around the leaping cock, leaning onto it, supporting herself on it as she sucked his tasty cream and swallowed hard. Dez kept cumming and she kept swallowing. When his orgasm subsided, she kept his dick buried in his mouth. He stroked her hair and she purred and kept suckling on his softening cock.

"You should stop that now Angela. I get hard again fast..." he baited her with the truth.

"Mmmm" she moaned, looking naughtily up at him. She cupped his balls and started stroking them. Then she started bobbing her head and sucking. Soon, he was hard again.

Angela rolled onto her back and propped herself on her elbows.

"Fuck my face. Hard. Make me choke on that black cock!" she told him feverishly, her face flashing with wildness and wanton lust.

Dez was glad to oblige. He grabbed her hair and fucked her mouth, his hips whipping like a rabbit. She stared feverishly at his cock gurgled and moaned and kept licking and sucking, her mouth drooling. 

Then she grabbed his cock and balls possessively, made him stop moving and looked up at him as she blew and chewed his dick nice and slow, with love and affection. 

She bore down on it and pushed it against her throat. She raised her ass higher and he gasped as she pushed his spongy cock into her throat. She kept pushing until he was buried deep inside her. Then she took his hand and put it around her throat. She bobbed back and forth, slowly and he could feel his cock moving in her throat. It was exquisite and he groaned with joy as sharp thrills coursed through his body. Then she finally she pulled back and spat him out, to breath and chuckle sweetly.

"Shit! I knew I would love it! This big fucking black cock!" she spat on it as if she hated it. "i love choking on it. Getting murdered by this black fucking cock!"

Then she threw her head at it and choked herself on it.

Dez realized that Angela was a bad ass cock sucker. There was nothing she could not do to a dick. And she definitely loved his black meat. He felt elated as he realized how much this white woman craved his black cock. It made her get feverish.

Finally, she took him between her lips and sucked hard on the head as she jerked him off with both hands, hard and fast and made him explode again. Gasping and groaning, of course. She took the first shot in her mouth and the spat him out and took the rest in her face. Then she licked him clean, with cum streaking down her forehead and cheeks. She released his cock and rubbed his cum into her skin, smiling naughtily.

"Its good for the skin," she told him.

Dez realized he had extended the massage by thirty minutes. Angela waved and said she would pay.

"These are mine now, aren't they," he teased as he peeled off her thongs.

"Give them here, lemme put some perfume on them for you..."

She took them and wiped her dripping pussy with them. Then she stroked his nose lightly with them.

They were both chuckling as she got dressed. She slipped him a tip, 100 Euros straight, sliding it into his waistband.

"You don't have to tip me..."

"My husband is rich. Let him pay for his wife's pleasure. After all, he handed me over to you." She paused, smiling mischievously into his eyes. "He has to fly to Australia tomorrow. He will be back in 5 days. I am staying to check up on our construction sites. And I didn't wanna go along on the boring, long flight, to that boring city." She cupped his cock and stroked it. 

"No ulterior, dark, sinister motives?" he chuckled, looking into her eyes. 

"Ah ah! I have seen what you can do. I wont let you in even if you howl like a wolf and scratch the door."

"And if I just knock nicely."

"No way!" she said firmly. "See you tomorrow for my massage. If you promise not to do anything naughty! I mean that!"

"Scouts honor! By the way, did you book a facial! Massage I mean!" he laughed.

"I will wear a chastity belt and a fucking fencing mask!" She laughed heartily as she walked out, swinging that big ass.

Chapter 18

Dez was gripped by a lust to ravish Angela and put his seed in her belly and watch it grow. He didn't want to do it in the massage room. He wanted to get up in Angela's suite and fuck her there, and impregnate her in her husband's bed. He made plans.

The following day, when Tom came in for work, he told him that he had massaged Angela and she had tipped him generously. He showed him the hundred Euro note. Tom freaked out, with envy. He started shouting up and down that Angela was his customer. He was running to Cornelia when Dez stopped him and said he could have her.

When she came for her massage he told her that she had to take it from Tom, Angela was disappointed, but Dez winked at her and she went with the German. She didn't hook her hand into his arm and didn't flirt with Tom. And when Tom started massaging her, he started bad mouthing Dez.

When she came out and signed for her massage, she looked irritated. She winked at Dez and left. A few minutes later, she called from her room. Tom answered the phone and gave it to Dez. He looked suspiciously at him. Dez waved at him to get lost. And waited till he was out of ear shot. The first thing she said was, 

"From under which rock did that fucking German Nazi crawl!" she sounded pissed.

"Why?" Dez asked.

"He is so jealous of you!, isn't he? Stupid fucking German cunt. Can you believe he was telling me I need an anti-cellulite massage. Like I am fat!"

"Don't listen to that fag! His skinny girlfriend has the body of a ten year old boy!"

"I am more tense than when I went in actually! He is not touching me again! I want you!"

"I want you too!" Dez said in a deep, humorous voice.

"You know what I mean, come on... Naughty," she chuckled.

"He swore that never will he let me massage you here."

"I decide who massages me," Angela snapped. "I will talk to your boss!"

"Chill out. He is dating the boss' daughter. I am new here. I don't want war with them, yet!" he chuckled and she could hear the fighter in him. "I will make up for your afternoon though. I will come and massage you in your suite, at eight."

She paused.

"That's not a good idea..."

"Don't worry. I am a professional. I can protect myself against naughty wives."

"Say," he could see her frowning. "Is this all a coincidence?"

"Its destiny!" he chuckled.

She paused.

"My husband is a powerful man. You are playing with your life."

"A warrior distinguishes himself with his battle scars."

"I am scared!"

"I will be there to protect you. I am your warrior, my princess."

"All right. See you at eight." she paused and then asked, "Cant you just pretend you are sick and come now."

"No. See you at eight."

"We will have supper together," she said and gave him the room number.

"Why was she calling you?" Tom sneered, walking up.

Dez knew that it was just the two of them in the place. He said to Tom, 

"Listen, she said something that I have to tell you. Lets go into the office for a second."

Dez led Tom into Cornelia's office then he stood before him easily.

"What did she say?"

"You mean, your mom?" Dez asked him cheekily, giving him the fuck you look, with a smile. 

"You are not supposed to liaise with clients. Its unprofessional. I will report you!"

"What! You wanna get me in shit just because your mom keeps calling and begging for my big, black cock! Say, tom, are you a Nazi?"

"Don't try to be funny, all right!" Tom sneered, wagging his finger at him. Dez made a motion of biting it and Tom snatched it back. "Watch out. I do tae kwon do!" He said threateningly, starting to bend at the knees. 

"I do your mom, cunt!" Dez said and smiled, raising his open palms easily and going onto the balls of his feet for he could see in Tom's eyes that he was about to hit him.

Tom was one of those fools that did some fighting sport for a couple of months and thought they could beat anybody. And well, Dez was black, he was white, and German, so he thought he could just whoop his ass.

Therefore, Tom snarled and threw a turnaround kick at Dez' chest. He was prepared, saw it coming, blocked with his arms and caught Tom's foot. He held it firmly, and made as if to kick Tom' between the legs. Tom blocked with both hands, and Dez gave him a hard, backhand slap that rang out loudly, and made him see stars and forget who or where he was for a second. He started bleeding from the nose. Dez smiled nastily and put Tom's foot on the counter and raised his elbow as if he wanted to smash his knee. 

"I am going to cripple you Tom. Gonna be massaging from a wheel chair now son!" Tom whimpered in horror and tried to cover his knee with his arms desperately. Dez smacked him again, hard, making his head snap back. Then he dropped his foot and punched him hard to the solar plexus. As Tom groaned and sagged forwards, Dez grabbed him by the throat, chocking him, and slammed his shoulders onto the counter, pinning him and towering over him. He looked around that no one was coming and then punched him hard to the stomach, pumping him hard, again and again, old school style, till the guy was just hanging there and moaning with pain. Tom had mortal fear in his eyes like he thought his last days were come.

"What level are you," Dez growled menacingly.

"I just started..." Tom whimpered.

"Then I am going to beat you dead!" Dez cocked a big, black fist and reached back. 

"No! Please...." Tom begged, his eyes going glassy. "Sorry! Please!"

"Now, go and clean up and and don't tell Cornelia or Anja about this. Anja will know that are a weak coward, and next thing you know, she will be after me. Women like the winner, yunno." 

Dez gave him another thunderous clap, then he released him. He kicked him hard to the ass and Tom went slinking away fast, like a beaten dog. Dez took a rag and wiped the blood from the counter and floor.

Chapter 19

After work, Dez put on a tight, white t-shirt, flannel longs and leather shoes for Angela stayed in a five star hotel. He put his oils in a sports bag.

Angela opened the door for him, looking hot. Her hair was combed neatly, her face powdered lightly, her lips an alluring, pink gloss. A diamond necklace sparkled around her neck. She wore a short sleeve, pink pull over, stretched around her humongous tits of course, and a black leather skirt with a platinum link chain draped around her hips. Her feet were in black leather boots.

She looked like she had a had a couple of glasses of wine. There was something languid and very relaxed about her. She kissed him on the cheeks, then lightly, on the lips, stroked his chin with her finger and invited him into a spacious suite. 

Taking his hand with familiarity and warmth, she led him to the supper table. Over some Italian pop music, they shared a huge salad, followed by a Pizza, and then a generous desert of ice cream and a fresh fruit cocktail accompanied by a bottle of fine, expensive, red wine. 

Over supper, they chatted easily, and she told him about Milan. She lived in a rich glamor world, she asked him about himself. Her eyes were smart and intelligent. As they chatted, he had a feeling she was like a hungry person waiting for her steak to be well grilled before devouring it. He was feeling the same. She kept flirting with him and teasing him with her naughty eyes, and those huge tits kept moving so sexily. 

They sat side by side on the couch and drank wine as she told him about her life as a model.

"So was it like glamor, sex drugs and parties?"

"Sometimes. But it was hard at first, because I came from a poor, small town. I knew nobody when I came to Milan. And life in Milan is hard. There are many selfish, egoistical bastards. You have to fuck a lot of guys and girls to get to the top," she chuckled dirtily. 

"Was that a problem?" Dez teased.

"You jerk!" she laughed and slapped his arm. "If you hadn't tricked me yesterday, I would have just kept playing but nothing serious would have happened." he laid his hand on her lap and she started gazing at it and stroking it. "You are fucking a lot of white girls, I am sure."

"No! You are the third white woman I have been with. German women don't really like black guys."

"Don't be silly. Most white women want to fuck black guys. Its just that, well, we are taught that its wrong by the white guys. They are scared of you," she laughed. "You know, when we see those muscular, dark, powerful black athletes on TV, my husband looks at them with excitement and fear, just like me. He admitted to me that he finds them sexy. I think a handsome, dark, athletic black man like you could fuck him, if you wanted to."

"I don't want him, I want you."

"What if you had to fuck him to get me, would you be man enough to do it!" she fixed her intent gaze on him as she laid her hand in his lap and stroked his cock lightly. It was hardening.

"Lets hope it never comes to that."

"What if it excited me to watch you fuck my husband with your big black cock. Would you do it for me!" Her voice and her eyes were filled with arousal.

"You sound like the idea turns you on."

"Maybe!" she chuckled dirtily. Then she fixed her eyes on him. "You didn't really come to massage me now did you?"

"No!"

"Did you bring condoms?"

"No!"

"Do you know what you are doing?"

"Yes!"

"I wont let you cum in my pussy. You will have to cum in my mouth and let me drink you. I will come back in a second."

Dez sipped on his glass of wine, his heart thudding with excitement. He had been right that Angela wanted to fuck him. And he knew he was right that she wanted his baby. He wanted it too.

Chapter 20

After ten minutes, Angela returned. He could smell her rich perfume before he saw her. She walked up to him like a model on a ramp and he gasped. She had put her thick, curly dark mane up and tied it at the crown of her head. She was wearing a sexy, purple and green lace, see through negligee. Underneath he could see a mesh under wired, half cup camisole with lace up sides and of course, the matching thong. Her shapely legs were encased in mid thigh, transparent stockings and high heels. 

Her face was set seriously, seductively and her eyes bore down into his as she walked up to him, stopped at his feet, leaned on one hip and put her hand on it.

"oh! You are hot!" he rasped, his mouth dry.

"Thanks, glad you like!" she smiled teasingly, stroking her sides. "You are blushing now huh! Call me vain, but I like to look good on special occasions," she rasped coyly and they both shivered, knowing she was gonna be lucky.

"Why don't you come here and lemme massage your lips?" he held his hand out to her.

"Mmm! A lip massage. I like the sound of that!"

She took his hand and came to him, sliding onto his lap. She settled astride him, and lowered her pussy onto the bulge in his pants. They gazed into each other's eyes and nearly drowned. She reached up and her soft gentle hands stroked his face, tracing his features. She giggled.

"You are beautiful."

"You are gorgeous."

"Mmm. Thanks, charming!" She held his face as she lowered her lips to his and kissed him, light, soft kisses, several times, smacking her soft, pink lips on his. He started stroking a silky thigh with one hand as the other stroked its way up and down her back. She shivered at the touch and her lips parted. She licked them. Looking intently into his eyes, she came for his lips. She licked them with her hot tongue till they were slick. Then she she pried them apart and licked his inner lips, tracing them. Then she licked his teeth and gums.

"Oh gosh! I am so excited," she gasped into his mouth and her body shivered.

She sucked his lower lip into her mouth and pulled back, stretching it, then she let it go and chased after it, to catch it again and chew and munch it. Then she devoured both lips, softly, gently but hungrily, moaning and sighing into his mouth.

Dez felt wanted. He stroked one hand up to her neck, took it between his strong fingers and stroked her as he eased his hand up her thighs stroking, squeezing and scratching her lightly and her hips shivered. Then he pushed her negligee upwards so he could stroke her belly and she purred like a cat into his mouth. 

Then she bore down on his chin and her long, sweet tongue entered his mouth and she explored him languidly, sometimes sucking to take his saliva into her mouth. Then she pulled back and offered him her mouth. He followed and devoured her lips. She sucked his tongue it and snaked hers around they danced in her mouth. He pulled back and she followed. He munched on her lips and tongue and sucked up her drool. She opened up her mouth and offered it to him, to eat as he pleased. He kissed her fiercely and her body melted and she felt a ringing in her ears from joy and arousal. 

Dez followed the soft curve of her hip, grabbed a handful, squeezed, felt her shudder, released it and found a new spot to do the same. She started rolling her hips and grinding her hot, soft cunt into his bulge.

Then she was stroking his short shaved head with one hand as the other grabbed his chest muscles. She found them hard and powerful and went feverish.

"I want to see your body! I have to see it!" she rasped and grabbed his t-shirt, to push it up to his arm pits and slapped his body with her eager hands. Dez hadn't been doing much sport and he had some flab on his lower belly, but no pouch, no sir. She stroked him and liked that; hot, silky, smooth skin, with some softness, then hard muscles when she pressed, or squeezed, or grabbed, which she did, making him hiss and writhe.

Dez grabbed her ass cheek and squeezed, pulling it away from her crack. He released it, slapped it and grabbed it again. 

"Ah yes!" she cried and pushed it back, wagging it, inviting another slap, and another one. 

Then she feverishly pulled his t-shirt over his head and discarded it. He pulled her negligee off over her head and tossed it away. He looked into her eyes and they were wild and feverish as she gazed at her hand stroking his dark flesh. She looked into his and they were blazing and fixed intently on hers. They dove at each and kissed fiercely. 




The Second Foundation Pt. 04



Warning: Parts of this series contain violence, coercion, extortion, blackmail, non consensual sex, same sex copulation, derogatory terms, interracial sex, political statements, cheating and a lot of other stuff good boys and girls should not read (on porn websites). If any of the above are not your cup of tea, please don't waste your time reading this.

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Chapter 1

Now, as their "honey moon" drew to an end, Dez and Angela lay together in bed and she told him she was very happy and determined to have her sweet, little brown child. Then Angela spoke in a very mature, serious tone of voice to him.

"Dez, here is what my heart desires," she said to him seriously. "I want four children with you. They shall bear your name if you so desire, but I shall stay with Marcel and he shall provide for them and make them his heirs. You shall have me when either of us desires, for your presence brightens up my existence and your company is a joy for me. But you are young and have to find your way."

"Do you love him?" Dez asked.

"Yes."

"Then why are you doing this?"

"We might go upright and wear clothes but we are animals deep inside. I made the two of you meet the other day to see which one of you was fit to have my womb, for I am a lioness, the stronger male must fuck me and give me his children. However, it doesn't mean that I don't love Marcel."

"He surely cannot accept that. I wouldn't!"

"Your people came from warriors and princesses, our people came from servants and masters, serfs and lords. They kiss the asses of those above them and shit on those below them. But most of all, they loathe themselves and feel like shit. Understand that, and you shall control and rule them." She smiled widely and chuckled dirtily. "I will help you find your way in white society. All I ask is that you trust me!"

"So, how are you going to break the news to Marcel?"

"I will not do it, but you. You shall tell him that I will bear your children and he shall provide for them. However, since your youth and your good heart makes you blind to the facts and reluctant to act, I will assist you. I demand though, that you trust me, and not question me for I am motivated by love. My love for our unborn baby and those to come, that you shall give me. My love for you and my love for Marcel."

"What is your plan?"

"Do you love and trust me?"

"Yes. Definitely"

Angela cupped his face in both hands and kissed him slowly, gently, affectionately.

"Make long, sweet, gentle love to me, my darling."

Chapter 2

Afterwards, they lay in each other's arms and Angela told him about Marcel. Her husband was was raised in a clean, protected environment. According to Angela, his mom had been a prude, stiff catholic, his dad, a selfish, rich fiend, that had raised a son with low self esteem and yet the arrogance of the rich. Marcel had been taught to value money and status, and since he had a sharp business mind, had graduated in business, ran and then inherited his dad's businesses.

"I liked him from the start because he has a good heart. I helped free him from the dominance of his parents and taught him to love himself, and laugh heartily," she said. "He is a good man. But he is not like me. I fought my way from the bottom up. I have swum in all kinds of water. I am flexible and adoptable. With or without, I am. He has, therefore he is. That is why he was scared of you when he met you, for he could sense your aura, and knew deep down inside that despite all he has, I would find you attractive. For a lesser light may not outshine a greater." She paused and kissed Dez. 

"I have had that feeling with white men quite often, that they look down on us, with their brainwash and arrogance induced racial arrogance, yet one on one, face to face, they bow down to me."

He then told her that he had bashed up Tom and the guy now looked at him with hate, but stayed out of his way.

"You beat him up. That was wrong. You cant win against white men with violence for it is their culture, and they have all the bombs. What if he goes and get skinheads to way lay you and kill you. You need to handle matters delicately. You should break him and not beat him."

"Look, I was just tired of shit. Why does he hate me? Since I came in the business is doing much better and they all get their salaries and their job are secure. He should be grateful, but that racist hates me. Just because of all that brainwash and prejudice..." Dez was getting worked up. But Angela put a finger to hislips.. 

"Dez, your problem is you are confronted with racism and you try to explain it logically. Therefore you busy yourself with trivialities. A weak person hates a stronger, just like an ailing person dislikes a fit and healthy being. White men know that black men can beat them at anything, if given a fair chance. They know you are superior to them. They feel dominated by you and your big, black cocks. Any black man developed enough, mentally, can make any white man his cock sucking fuck slut, and the white man will love him for it for that is his rightful place in life. Deep down inside, Tom knows his place is on his knees, before you, sucking your dick and serving you. Even my husband knows that is his place too. I shall help you put Marcel where he belongs, and we shall all be happy. Afterwards, you will go and get Tom in his place."

"Shit!" Dez chuckled, like she was telling him she could walk on water. "And what is your place?"

"Dez, I have experienced a lot in life and come to the following conclusion. The King shall go forth, on his own if he desires, for a real man shall not be tied down. The Queen shall enjoy the fruits and freedoms of the Earth as she pleases, and with all her heart, she shall nurture his seed and ensure it grows strong and healthy. The servants shall cater to her whims and keep her entertained. Upon the King's return she shall welcome him with open arms and legs." She smiled cheekily and rolled onto her back, spreading her arms and legs. "bearing in my mind you have not long been forth, it will be my pleasure to welcome you into me all the same, my King!"

"All that beautiful poetic language and at the end of the day you still wanna fuck!"

"You inside me is the most splendorous poetry of all!"

Chapter 3

Angela would not tell Dez exactly what she had in mind. 

"Come on Angela, I am part of this as well. Tell me what you are planning."

"Look, the easiest thing would be for you to walk up to my husband and tell him to kneel down before you and suck your dick and drink your cum. Are you prepared to do that?"

"No!"

"Then forever hold your peace and let me and my cunning mind save the day. Just be at ready, for when it is time for you to play your part, I will call upon you, and shall tolerate no hesitation and indecision," she said, smiling wickedly, her eyes twinkling.

When they got back to Kirschberg, two days before Marcel was due back, Angela called a girl she knew in Milan, named Sierra and flew her over, one night before her husband was to return. 

She knew Sierra through the manager of a modeling agency they owned. She had met her a couple of times at parties, and liked her. She was tall and slim, with medium sized breasts and the body of a model. She was almost like a white girl, except for her thick, pouting lips, hr cute snub nose, those big, brown eyes and that big, round, small (by black standards) but gorgeous, heart shaped ass, protruding ass. Looking at her made Angela feel hungry, for tasty dark meat. She flirted with her. Sierra was dating a young Italian beau. He was a tad too clean for Angela, but she wasn't interested in him, rather in Sierra. Angela had sent her smoke signals and Sierra had blown them right back. Angela had hooked up with her a couple of times and fucked her and it had been so much fun. Sierra was a lady on the street, pure elegance on the ramp, and a dirty, horny, kinky, black fuck slut in bed, her kind of girl. She had been seeing Sierra for almost two years, but Marcel didn't even know they knew each other at all, let alone intimately, and dirtily.

Angela had long been having fun with girls. She had told Marcel of her romps with girls before their marriage. However, her liaisons thereafter were her secret for two of his mates had lost their wives to women. Now, Angela decided it was time to pull the freak out of Marcel and let him join in the debauchery, and be debauched.

When Sierra arrived, Angela fell over her and gorged herself on the chocolate. The two girls devoured each other hungrily and kissed and ate each other till their tongues and jaws were sore and their heads were dizzy with arousal. Then Angela told Sierra the reason why she was there, which was that she wanted to have sex with her and her husband, so that he could accept her having female lovers. Angela trusted Sierra but didn't want to tell her the real reason for it was a top secret better known by few..

Sierra was kinky and she loved playing. She liked Angela a lot and would have done anything for her for free. But Angela would reward her with a lucrative contract with a modeling agency that she and Marcel owned. 

Angela called Dez and told him to drop by later and enjoy a nice, sweet present. She then told Sierra of her plan. When Dez arrived, he found Angela waiting for him dressed in a split crotch thong and nothing else. She looked like she was drowsy from cumming. He asked if she had been frigging all day and she laughed. He tried to pick her up, slam her on the couch and fuck that pussy, but she pushed him back. 

She stripped him naked, sucked his dick and got him real hard, then she used his meat like a leash to lead him to her bedroom, where a sexy, dark, pretty girl was lying naked, except for a ribbon that was tied around her hips like a thong made up of thin straps. 

"This is Sierra Dez. She is dating an Italian boy that doesn't know how to use that vagina. I finger fucked her and she was squeezing so tight. She needs to be stretched and loosened up. I want you to fuck her good and send her home happy. But don't cum in her. All the sperm goes into my mouth. I will share some with you Sierra, don't worry."

"I am a well behaved guest!" Sierra responded with a smile. "Angela told me about you. White women tend to be easily impressed by any black cock! Prove your prowess," she teased Dez and blew him a kiss.

He thanked Angela and tongue kissed her deeply. She devoured his tongue and then pushed him towards the bed. He saw her get a camera as he unwrapped the gift wrapping around Sierra's hips. Then he was feasting on her dark pussy like he was starving and she was dripping tasty juices into his mouth like a river and moaning like a bitch in heat. He forgot about Angela until she rolled him on his back and made them sixty nine, with Sierra on top, saying that was the best position for the money shot. He gazed at her for a second, and she winked, smiling impishly, as she stroked her gleaming pussy with one hand, whilst the other wielded the cam coder and sought the perfect angle to capture the action. 

Sierra displayed mad skills on his cock, power stroking him and devouring him wetly, noisily, with abundant relish, moaning, as he gorged himself greedily on her salty, steaming hot black pussy. At first they ate each other languidly, like they were fine dining on cuisine. But as the heat rose in their happy genitals, Sierra started sucking him real hard, like she wanted to force the cum to seep out of his balls and Dez groaned like he was dying. Then he finger fucked her hot, tight hole with two digits and lapped her clit so hard and fast that his tongue produced, wet clicks. Sierra felt a rush as sharp currents zapped through her loins and she went mad and banged her head on his cock, sputtering and sending her spit flying.

"Yeah Sierra baby! Get that dick! You are a fucking star! Deep throat it! Yeah gag bitch! Go back to Africa on that dick!" Angela chuckled dirtily, reaching to grab a wad of Sierra's long, dark hair and using it to throw her face on Dez' hard cock till she went dizzy. Then Angela forced her down on that hard meat till Sierra had it all buried in her throat. She held her down and forced her head to roll and shake, zooming in of her stretched mouth. When she finally pulled her off it, Sierra gasped heavily for breath, her lips parted, as she drooled onto her chin and chest. She had a feverish, possessed look on her face that Angela loved zooming in on and capturing on tape.

"Look at you now! Bitch! Weren't you like, "Yeah right, white bitch, wake up one morning with a black dick in your mouth and you start just to go crazy!" Angela laughed. Then she grabbed Dez' turgid cock, stroked it and pointed it at the ceiling. "Go on now, get up on that dick. I need some penetration. The people wanna see sex!"

"What people?"

"Me and my pussy!" 

They laughed. Angela held the dick up as Sierra squatted over his hips and bore down on his meat. Her hole was so tight they both tight they both groaned deeply as she screwed her cunt all the way down his thick shaft. She started riding him smoothly and it was beautiful. Angela sat on his face and fed him pussy and ass as she wielded her camera like an artist, capturing the black on black action and sometimes reaching back to capture the interracial tonguing going on between her genitals and Dez' mouth.

Then she placed the camera on a table where it could capture all and threw herself into the thick of things. She pulled Dez out of Sierra and licked the girl's white cream off it. Then she lapped and tongued Sierra and told her to ride that dick like a horse, bareback.

"Fuck Angela! You are a freak!!!" Dez gasped, his dick almost bursting as Sierra swung up and down on his dick.

"Now you know!" Angela responded. "Now eat that pussy. Come on honey, don't be shy now. Mmmm Ohhh!" 

The horny wife settled on his face and leaned forwards to devour Sierra's dark tits as her pussy was plated and sucked. 

It was one of the hottest orgies of Dez' life, with the two horny, pussy licking, dick loving black and white beauties. Angela was in charge of the nasty ideas.

After she and Sierra switched a couple of times between riding Dez' cock and face, she made Sierra lay on her back, raised and spread her thighs, ate her pussy and then offered it to Dez, for him to fuck hard and deep. She slapped his ass and told him, "Make her scream! Stupid cunt! Dating a white boy! Make her see the error of her ways! Pound that treacherous cunt!"

Dez must have taken it to heart. He knelt between Sierra's thighs and lanced her dark, bald pussy with his cock, burying it to the hilt in her hot, pink hole. Then he fucked her hard and deep as Angela grabbed Sierra by the throat and pinned her down on the mattress. Rubbing her engorged clit with wet, slippery digits, she kissed the gasping, moaning, writhing girl, lapping her dark face and even sucking and slurping away on her dark meat. Sierra loved it and whimpered sweetly, her big, dark eyes glaring at Angela with affection and lust. Angela went down and ate her dark, perky tits, devouring her nipples, biting them sharply. Then she got horny and threw her leg over Sierra's face giving her something pink and tasty to chew and suck on as she went down to lap her clit like cat. 

Sierra moaned into her pussy as she craned her neck and bobbed her head to get her tongue deep inside Angela's tasty fuck hole. Angela got horny and greedy and pushed Dez back so she could suck her sweet, pussy licking friend's pussy off it. Then she slotted it back in and told him to finish her off. As his cock pumped in and out of Sierra's very stretched hole, Angela latched her lips onto the thick, engorged black clit and sucked it hard and released it, to Dez' rhythm. Sierra started heaving and bucking, speaking in tongues. She forgot to lick, but Angela pumped her hips and rubbed her pink pussy feverishly on her dark face, drenching her as Sierra started cumming. The black girl writhed and heaved like an angry, powerful python but she was held down and hammered till she went mad with pleasure, and screamed, cumming like a bitch. Angela sat on her face and gagged her with her dripping pussy till her shattering orgasm subsided. 

Then Angela yanked Dez out of Sierra's lucky, convulsing hole, blew the tasty, smeared, pussy flavored cock for a sec and told him to get behind her and reward her for such a wonderful present.

Dez loved it, fucking Angela as she knelt over Sierra, ass up and all over his black dick, face down and buried in black pussy.

"You getting blacked now for sure, you horny white slut!" he told her seriously, as he smacked her ass hard, grabbed her white hips tightly, and yanked her white pussy onto his cock. Angela bawled with joy into Sierra's pussy, bobbing her head to the rhythm of the thorough, hard, frenzied dicking.

Sierra craned her neck and started lapping and sucking Angela's thick clit and felt it clench and convulse. Dez felt Angela cumming, but he knew she could cum all the time, so he kept pounding her like it wasn't nothing. When Sierra's neck got sore from all that craning and she lay back, he pulled out of Angela and dropped his cock on her lips, letting her suck some white pussy off his dark meat. She groaned and chewed and slurped away. Angela started begging for dick, like, "Pass the black meat please!" so Dez pulled it out of a hot, wet, sucking mouth and pushed it into a steaming, moist, clenching pussy. He lowered his balls onto Sierra's mouth and she engulfed them and feasted on them. He didn't wanna disturb her meal, so he kept his hips still and started pumping Angela back and forth on his thick meat. She went wild and made her ass cheeks pop on his hips frenziedly. Then she was lunging furiously back at him, her ass thudding into his loins as she speared herself on his African spear, again and again, like she was trying to gut herself.

Her orgasming cunt squeezed and convulsed around hims o tightly that his balls became hard like stones. When she felt his cock grow hard like steel, Angela fucked him ferociously and pushed him over the edge. He roared and shuddered as his balls burst and his cock started spitting cum into her hole. Sierra let Angela have a couple of blasts and then she yanked it out and took two to her pretty face.

Then she wrapped her lips around and sucked and swallowed the rest of his salty cum greedily. When he was empty, she pushed him away like, "Get lost," and pulled Angela down on her face. Then she was devouring her smeared cunt and sucking up the creamy goo, slurping noisly and Angela was moaning and squeezing her cunt to feed her. She swallowed, but kept some in her mouth like a good guest and then Angela came down to tongue kiss her and share in the meal. They moaned as their tongues swirled the salty cream around their mouths. They tried to split fairly in two then they swallowed. Angela then had the last lap, as she licked Dez' cum off Sierra's pretty, dark face. 

"Mmmm! How do you like me and my friend, Dez?" Angela asked, as they both smiled so sweetly and innocently up at him.

"You are in for it now! I swear!" he growled, drank red wine straight from the bottle as he stroked his cock, and then he went for them and pushed his dick between their pretty lips. He got licked and felt so appreciated.

Angela was so deviously wicked, she knew so many ways for them to fuck. She loved to be pounded by Dez, and she loved to make him pound Sierra. She got horny and fed his cock into Sierra's even tighter ass. Then she ate his ass as he fucked the girl's ass. 

Dez went wild and fucked both beauties like a man possessed. He stacked them one on top of the other and fucked them, going from one pussy to the other. Then, when he needed to recover, they did a sixty nine, laying on their sides, thighs slapped around each other's pretty face as they tongued their holes. For a while, he just sipped wine and gazed transfixed at the horny, black and white lesbian show. Damn! Those girls loved pussy and ass and knew how to suck it. Then he slid up on Angela's back and Sierra scooped up his cock and ate it, then fed it into Angela's ass. She ate the Italian Diva's pussy and tongued it as he fucked her ass. Then she pulled him out of her and devoured that ass off his dick. Then she put it back up, all nice and slippery. He went around the other side and got the same freaky shit. He wanted to fuck them for ages but he just had to cum. He bust inside Sierra's ass and Angela sucked his cum out of her. She kept it in her mouth and then kissed Sierra and they shared the goo.




The Second Foundation Pt. 04



Finally, the girls finished him off by kneeling at his feet and sucking his cock and balls, sharing the thick black meat until he exploded in their faces.

Sierra was booked into the same hotel and she then returned to her suite, all happy and well fucked.

Dez asked Angela if she had paid her.

"Yes. With your dick!" she laughed. "Do you have one more fuck in you baby, for me! Please!"

Chapter 4

When Marcel returned, he found that Angela had a visitor. He liked her, she was a sweet, innocent looking, young, tall, slim, supple, gentle, dark, chocolate beauty from Milan, named Sierra. Angela told her she was Italian, but the daughter of African migrants. 

Now, Marcel knew from the press and politics that African refugees were supposed to be a new and annoying plague in Italy, coming across the ocean, half starved, in their boats, daily. He didn't care much for them. But he liked the black football players in his national soccer league, like Ronaldo, Martins, Adriano, Thuram and co. Those guys were big, strong, imposing, and very talented. And so sexy.

And Sierra was very sexy. Marcel gazed at the exotic, chocolate, young beauty with fascination for he had never had a black woman. Angela noticed, and smiled to herself. Sierra was checked into the same suite with them. 

After having a glass of wine with Angela and Marcel, she retired to her suite, saying she would join them for supper. Angela ripped Marcel's clothes off and fucked him with a passion, making him cum thrice in forty five minutes. Then as the lay in bed, their sweaty limbs intertwined, she told Marcel that Sierra was an aspiring model seeking a contract.

"Why don't we give her one. She is sexy. Call Annabella and tell her to sign her."

"Don't hurry darling. She is sexy. Lets have some fun with her."

"What do you mean?" he rasped, as she stroked his cock and made it hard.

"Have you ever fucked a black girl?" she asked him very directly. He blushed deeply, and she smiled. "You wanna fuck her don't you? I saw you looking at her."

"She is attractive! I was just looking."

"What if I told you it was OK to fuck her?"

"No! But you are my wife. I wouldn't cheat on you..."

"I want you to fuck her! I wanna see you fuck the shit out of her little black pussy!" Marcel rasped sharply. "But I want to eat her out too. We will fuck her together! But you gotta promise you wont try to see her alone. Promise?"

"Yes!" he nearly shouted for now, Marcel went wild. He tried to roll Angela on her back and mount her. But she held him back.

"No honey, save some for her. She is shy as you noticed. We will have to seduce her. But I will take care of it. Gosh, I feel deviously wicked!"

"Are you sure about this honey?" Marcel rasped in disbelief.

"Of course. I wanted us to fuck her the moment I saw her. But promise no matter how good she is, you wont desert me for her!"

"Never! I love you with all my heart!"

"But you wanna fuck her black pussy with this hard, white cock don't you!" Angela teased. She sucked him and stopped just before he came. "Now your balls are full of cum my love. Lets go and get this little slut!"

Marcel knew Angela was resourceful, smart and cunning and even wicked. It was one of the reasons she was such a good business partner. But he was really impressed at how deviously wicked she got that night, when she seduced Sierra for them. He never guessed for a second that he was the one being seduced, for such is the case with skillful, cunning, manipulative women; they manipulate a man but give him the feeling that he is the one in charge.

Angela drilled Sierra well and told her to act like they have never eaten each other in life, let alone that afternoon. She told her how she wanted her to act, saying she wanted to open up her stiff husband a bit, or a lot, if he let them. Sierra liked Angela a lot, and would have done it for free, but Angela paid her well.

"No! I cant take money for that! I will feel like a whore!"

"The money is not for the sex for you love sex you whore! Its for your silence. Now, silent! Lets go through this again, I don't want us fucking up!"

She had her dress real sexy, in a short, elegant, skin tight cream dress that looked so sexy on her dark chocolate, tall, slim, but curvy, feminine body. They went to supper together, she, Sierra and Marcel. Angela played the dirty, outrageous wife as Sierra played the sweet, shy girl. Marcel was so in lust with Sierra, and Angela smiled inwardly, seeing him undressing her with his eyes.

They invited her to their room and after several drinks. An erotic atmosphere developed. Marcel could see that Sierra liked them both, he caught her eying him and Angela with horny eyes, just the same way they were eying her. But she seemed very reserved and shy. Then Angela started coming on to Sierra. From her initial reaction, Marcel thought the black girl would bolt. But Angela calmed her down and started stroking and kissing her. Sierra said,

"No! Please stop it! We cant. Your husband..."

"Would love to watch! Relax honey, its just the three of us, nobody has to know..."

Angela calmed the girl down and coaxed her out of her shell with sweet, soft kisses, whispers and exciting, gentle touches. She wasn't pushy, but firm and determined. He saw the black slowly succumb. Then Angela was tonguing her and stroking her breasts. Then she had a hand between her thighs and Sierra was moaning and rolling her hips. 

Marcel got so horny, seeing the black girl tongue his wife back and grab her tits. Then Angela was exposing her big breasts, nursing that pretty dark face to them and feeding her those bombastic breasts. She pulled her astride her lap and Sierra devoured her breasts. Then Angela was squeezing her pussy ad making her cry and dive deeper into her tits. The contrast of that dark face between those big, creamy tits was incensing. Marcel stroked his cock in his pants. He saw Angela pull Sierra's hem up around her waist, exposing her luscious black ass. Then she was finger her through her wet thongs and fondling her ass. She eased her pink digits inside and started stroking her pussy. Sierra suddenly stiffened and wailed,

"No! Sorry, I cant do this!" Marcel almost cried.

But Angela winked at him and he saw his wife bait the girl wickedly. She offered to hook her up with the manager their modeling agency. The girl succumbed albeit reluctantly. Then Angela pushed her on her back and opened her dress, to expose a sexy, lace bra and matching thongs, both white, and so sexy on her dark skin. Angela told Marcel to get naked and stroke his cock.

Then she went down on Sierra and devoured her mouth. At first the black girl was blushing and whimpering. But Angela worked her tits and got them hard, and when she went down on them and sucked them, Angela started moaning and stroking her hair lovingly, pushing her black breasts at her white mouth.

Marcel's cock got rock hard, and even harder as he saw his wife lick black flesh, all the way down to the dark, sexy thighs. Then she peeled off Sierra's thongs and went down on her bald, dark pussy. 

At first Angela was playful, stroking Sierra, calling her sweet and sexy, chocolate, lapping her, stroking her with her wet digits, easing her, making her writhe. Then she turned her face at an angle, so Marcel could see her smiling as her pink tongue lapping and stroking the bald black pussy, making Sierra roll her dark hips sensuously. She circled her engorged dark clit with her pink tongue and Sierra's hips trembled and she cried sweetly. She worked on her till Sierra was getting into it, spreading her pussy and offering it to her. 

Then she made the chocolate girl spread her dark pussy lips, to expose her shiny pink gash and she tongue fucked her nice and deep, bobbing her head as her long, pink tongue went sloshing in and out.

Marcel, like most men, was fascinated with lesbian sex. He had never seen it so close at hand in real life, and he was filled with lust. He stroked his bursting cock, watching his wife overcome by greed and hunger for the black pussy. She now had a feverish look on her face, and she was now pressing her chin in and digging deep inside Sierra's dark sex with her pretty mouth, moaning with relish as she gorged her self selfishly, but Sierra seemed to love it for she was crying with a mixture of agony and joy.

Then Angela went lower and Marcel saw her lapping Sierra between her cheeks, licking her ass and it was so exciting. Sierra parted her thighs wider and lowered her ass on Angela's mouth. Angela cupped her fine, round, dark cheeks in her pale hands and she started bobbing, tongue fucking Sierra's ass and the girl went mad. The long, pink tongue slurped in and out wetly, and Angela moaned with relish as Sierra moaned with lust and joy.

Then Angela made Sierra lap up her digits to taste her pussy, and then get them all wet. Angela leaned back and finger fucked her with one, then two, then three digits and the black girl loved it, raising her hips off the couch and fucking them round and round Angela's hand. Then Angela went down on her and devoured her clit, lapping it, sucking it, releasing it and lapping it again, in gentle, sensuous motions, to the rhythm of her fingers. Sometimes she would latch her lips onto it and suckle on it, rolling her head and making deep groans in her chest. 

Sierra loved it. Her dark, raised hips started shaking with growing violence. She started giving low, prolonged, sweet moans as she threw her head back and her big eyes rolled back in her head. Then she was cuming sweetly.

Angela turned to Marcel and smiled wickedly, her eyes shiny with lust, her lower face drenched in pussy juice. Then she dove back into Sierra and devoured her with a vengeance. She started finger fucking her hard and fast, bunching her digits together and twisting them round and round as she sloshed them in and out of her hole. Her lips latched onto her clit, sucking it hard and he could see her little pink tongue flicking at tremendous speed.

Sierra cried and threw herself back onto the couch and Angela chased after her and continued torturing her. The black girl heaved and thrashed about. She slapped her dark thighs around Angela's pale face and throe her pussy at her mouth as she came violently.

As she finally came down from her shattering orgasm, Angela slid up in her arms, embraced her and tongue kissed her lovingly. Marcel was touched. And horny.

Then his wife stripped naked and made the girl kneel on the floor before her as she fed her twat. Sierra was now reduced to a horny, eager fuck slut. She devoured Angela, grabbing her hips and pulling her down to sit on her face like a bar stool as she ate her. The sight was so arousing. Marcel had to stop stroking his cock or he would have cum. Instead, he sat back, sipping wine and watched his wife bend down, tongue kiss Sierra fiercely, calling her a sweet chocolate treat. Then his wife came and sat besides him and made Sierra crawl to her and eat her pussy and ass. Marcel's eyes nearly burst, as he watched close up, seeing the pretty black face devour his wife's dribbling, engorged pink pussy. Angela leaned in and kissed him as Sierra tongued her pink, puckered hole, sucking and slurping away. Marcel tongued his wife fiercely. She put his hand over her engorged clit and he stroked it till his wife was cumming, trembling hard and gasping in his mouth.

Then she pushed him down to her breasts and fed him her big, creamy orbs. She eased him lower and he was eating her pussy as Sierra ate her hole, less than an inch away. Their eyes met and the black girl came up and joined him in lapping Angela's pussy. Their tongues touched and she moaned and came up and kissed him softly, with her thick, smeared lips. Marcel grabbed her by the back of the head and squashed her lips with his kissing his first black girl.

Then Sierra pulled back and said she couldn't, no, she shouldn't. He could see she wanted, but she was too shy.

Angela smiled wickedly and tied a large denomination bill around her husband's cock. She told Sierra to earn it. The shy girl had blushed with embarrassment and then she came for him. She unwrapped his cock and Angela held it up and stroked it for her as she lapped it up. Then she swallowed his hard, pink dick between her dark lips and devoured him, groaning. The sight of her black lips around his cock was so arousing. He groaned as Angela jerked him slowly and Sierra worked magic on him with her mouth. She was soon so into it. Angela grabbed her by her long, dark hair and started pumping her head up and down on his meat. Marcel gasped and his hips shot off the couch. When he was about to cum, Angela pulled Sierra off his dick and slapped it hard. Then she lapped the cum seeping out of his big pee slit like it was tasty.

Angela then made Sierra mount him, reverse cowgirl style so he could see her fine dark ass riding his dick and it was beautiful. He groaned, seeing himself buried in black flesh. They both grabbed and pinched and slapped her ass and she loved it, whipping it up and down.

Angela kept calling her beautiful, black and sexy chocolate and the words drove him crazy. The Angela pulled him out of Sierra's hot, tight hole and sucked him, moaning with relish as she sucked the girl's black pussy off his dick. She then eased Sierra onto her back besides him and devoured her pussy. She pulled back, made space and they ate her pussy together. Then she rolled Sierra on her side and he devoured her black ass as Angela tongued her hole. He loved it. Angela made Sierra kneel on the couch and spread her ass, and then she took Marcel by the hair and made him bob his head as he tongued Sierra's ass and he loved it. It felt so good. Then Sierra stood over him and fed him her black pussy. He stroked her thighs and pushed his head up at her.

He got so hard that when Angela told him to fuck that black pussy, he jumped in and pounded it.

"Don't cum in her. Pull it out and spray her face and tits with it! Then we will lick if off her," his wife whispered in his ear and he trembled. He fucked Sierra hard and she fucked him back like a snarling, ferocious sexual beast. His pent up cum started boiling in his balls. He yanked his cock out of Sierra's tight hole and jerked it a couple of time and then his cum shot out, showering the black girl. Angela pulled him down and they both licked his cum off Sierra's tits and belly. It was his first time tasting himself and it felt so good, licking sperm off the dark, soft skin.

Marcel needed a while to recover. He sat back and watched the two girls eat each other. He loved the sight. He went and joined Angela, eating Sierra's dark flesh and spending quality time with her genitals. 

Angela handed Sierra a vial of coke and she put some powder on her tongue and swirled Marcel's cock round and round her mouth. He gasped as blood shot into his cock. They always used coke when Angela was very horny and wanted to be fucked for ages, for Marcel did not normally last that long. 

Chapter 5

Marcel was in for a night of debauchery. Angela and Sierra were two horny vamps. They devoured each other and rode his cock that wouldn't go soft from the drug. Then they used him for their pleasure. They simply took over and started making him do naughty, dirty things and he loved it. They fed him their holes, standing over him and pulling him back and forth.

Then Angela got her collection of dildos. At first, they used them on each other, making him suck the rubber cocks straight from their holes. For some reason they were all black and he found this for some reason to be very sexy. As Angela lay back and spread her thighs and giggled to Sierra, telling her to fuck her with her big, black cock in front of her husband, Marcel felt shivers running down his spine. As the black girl fucked his wife's pink pussy with a shiny, big, black rubber cock, sloshing and twisting it in ad out, and Angela moaned and fucked it back, Marcel found the sight to be so arousing. He could almost picture a big, muscular black stud, like some foot baller, fucking his wife and the fantasy made his dick nearly burst

Then Angela said,

"Take that black dick out of my pussy and make my husband lick it. Make him lick my pussy off that big, fucking black cock!"

The girls giggled wickedly and Marcel smiled and licked the black cock and he felt shower all over his body.

"Give it here and lemme show him how to suck a nice, fat black cock!" Angela teased dirtily and then she sucked the black cock so naughtily, moaning and he could tell she was enjoying it. He could almost see her sucking on a real one, a hard, throbbing black cock, taking it deep into her mouth like that.

Angela felt sharp thrills as she noticed her husband's fascination and excitement. Sierra was a bit surprised, but she decided Angela was just being kinky and joined in the fun.

Soon, the girls were making him suck the black dildo and taste their pussies off them, giving him hints and tips and they could tell it was exciting him greatly. n Angela bent over and Marcel licked her ass. Then Sierra fucked her tiny, pink hole with a black rubber cock, pulled it out and licked it, again and again. Then she offered it to Marcel. He blushed but the girls were like, "Come on! Just do it! Don't be a spoilsport!" SO he did it, and he loved it. He bobbed his head and sucked lustily.

Angela made him lie back and raise his thighs. She licked his ass, something she had never done before. Then she lubed her digits in Sierra's pussy and started fingering his hole, with one and then two digits. It was the first time she had done to him and he loved it. He came hard but he stayed hard from the coke.

Angela slid a dildo in her hole and fucked herself slowly, sensuously with it. Then she stroked his chin with the wet dildo and ran it around his face and he shivered. She brought it to his ass and stroked him between his cheeks with it. Sierra called Angela kinky and got very horny. She started sucking his cock lustily. Angela lubed his hole with jell and then slowly pushed the dildo into him. He winced, but Sierra was sucking his cock and he started to feel good. Angela started working the rubber cock in and out of him. It was stroking his prostrate and it felt so good. He started moaning and rolling his hips, fucking her back. She tarted fucking him faster and deeper and he loved it. 

Then Angela pulled him on top of her and Sierra fucked his ass with the black dildo as Angela hugged him and fucked him. He came roaring as his balls exploded to shreds.

Angela then made him go on all fours before her and she fed her pussy that he had just cum in as Sierra continued working his hole with the rubber cock. He couldn't believe how wild he went. He dove into Angela and sucked her pussy clean as she told Sierra to fuck him with the black dick. He exploded again. Then Sierra made him suck his ass off the rubber cock. Actually, she didn't make him do it, she just ran it along his lips and he opened up and licked it.

Angela and sierra chuckled dirtily and asked him if he wanted to get real kinky. He rasped yes, for he was feeling so good and aroused. They both slipped on black strap ons. They each fucked one another with them, to flavor them. Then they stood over him and told him to suck their big, black cocks. Marcel loved it. It drove him so wild. 

It felt so natural as they then made him bend over and lubed his hole, then Angela fucked him up the ass as Sierra fucked his mouth. They rocked him back and forth between their black rubber cocks as he moaned with joy and sucked and fucked back. He couldn't believe how good he felt. He loved it when they would tell him to take their black cocks.

He came again finally, crying and exploding.

Angela and Sierra then slipped off the rubber cocks and ate each other again.




The Second Foundation Pt. 04



Sierra returned to her suite and Marcel and Angela retired to bed. She asked if he had loved their fun and games and he said yes, and he did mean very.

Chapter 6

Sierra stayed around for two more days and every night they took Marcel deeper into debauchery. Angela told Dez that things were moving very well but wouldn't say more. 

On the night after Sierra left, Angela and Marcel went out for a tasty supper. Marcel was glad. Everything was moving fine at the construction night, and the hot, horny, previous nights had left him feeling so good.

When they returned to their suite, Angela stripped down to sexy lingerie. She made love with him as they usually did. After he came, she opened her thighs and he drank his cum out of her with ardor. Then she asked him if he wanted the big, black cock and he blushed but nodded. She put on the strap on and stood over him, feeding him the black rubber dick and he sucked it lustily.

"You like sucking my big, black cock don't you?" she rasped, stroking his hair and pulling him onto it. He groaned deeply. "I wanna hear you smack your lips or you wont get it. Smack and slurp them and show me you love it."

Marcel did it, blowing the cock eagerly. Then he bent over and she lubed his hole. Then she fucked him with the black rubber cock, asking him if he loved it and he moaned that he did. She made him turn over and lie on his back and raise his thighs. He propped himself up on his elbow and gazed transfixed as she penetrated him. He started rolling his hips to meet her smooth thrusts.

"Now, stroke your cock as I fuck you with this big, black cock. See it fucking your ass hole. You like that huh? This big, black cock all in your ass!"

"Oh yes!!!! Yes! Fuck my ass with that black cock!" he moaned with lust. He started jerking his cock and came hard, shooting a fountain of cum. She slowly pulled out of him, then she stood over him and pulled his face to the rubber cock. He licked it clean and sucked it. She fucked him with it again and he came again.

Then she told him to scoop up his cum and lick it off his fingers.

"Gosh! Angela. You have really gotten horny huh!" her husband blushed, as she rolled her black rubber cock in his hole.

"Maybe I am just getting horny in my old age. Do it. Or you wont get this black cock again."

He did it, and moaned as he lapped up the salty cream. Then she made him lick the dildo again. He did it, groaning.

Chapter 7

Dez was excited when Angela came in for her massage.

Her eyes were shining with lust as she leaned in and kissed him, tonguing him languidly. He locked the door as Angela slid the robe from her shoulders. He gasped. Now the naughty wife was wearing the naughtiest thong he had seen yet. It had a lacy waist band and the gusset and back strap were simply a string of creamy pearls. 

"What happened to the rest of your panties?" Dez chuckled.

"Don't laugh. This garment here combines jewelery and lingerie at the same time. And cost 250 bucks. And its practical too," Angela teased, pulling the string of pearls up in her slit.

She winked, and then she slid down on her knees and blew Dez right there and then, doing her frenzied choking thing, spitting on him and slapping her face with it and then sucking him voraciously. 

Dez came fast. She seemed kind of disappointed, but he was grinning. She soon realized why and was appeased. He picked her up and laid her out on the table and made her spread them.

"This thong may not be very useful, but its handy when you wanna give a hot tongue massage," he informed her as he reached and played with the string of pearls. Then he dove down on her and plated her pearl tongue (dig the word play? Now, who is bad)..

Angela and Dez fucked like rabbits in the massage room and he came twice in her pussy as the thirty minutes flew past in a blur.

As she left, Angela gave him a DVD and told him to watch it, alone. After everyone else had left, Dez sat in the office before his lap top and watched the scene that Angela had filmed the previous night with a hidden camera. He couldn't believe it. He was shocked. He called her and asked if she could talk. She said yes, for her husband was sleeping and she was working on her lap top.

"Hey! Angela! What was that?"

"Destiny!" she responded. "Now you know what you will do."

"I wont do that! You are mad! Mad(e) in Japan or even Red fucking China, I tell you!"

"Some men are born to suck other men's cock. Some men are born to be Kings of men! They impregnate a cock suckers wife and make him suck their cocks. We both know who is who. Hold your dick up and meet your destiny!"

"No!"

"Yes Dez! We agreed that you shall not question me. Now listen," she then told him her plan. "You see, you shall not force him to do anything. It will be up to him. But if he does, you are to bring matters to their rightful conclusion!"

"I thought you said we would just have a three some together and you would tell him you got pregnant by mistake."

"I asked and he said no! This is our only chance!" she lied. "Now, a Warrior does not hesitate but acts! My belly will start growing soon. Act! Sleep well my love!"

Dez rewound the tape and watched it again. It was nauseating for him. But it was exciting too. In some perverted way. Angela's husband looked so happy taking the black rubber cock. He felt a perverted desire to give him a real one before his wife. A real, throbbing, big, black cock in his mouth! Yeah, he would bait him! Even though he was sure he wouldn't take it!

Chapter 8

The following day, Angela told Dez and Marcel that the black man would be coming to their suite to massage them and give Marcel a lesson on how to massage.

Marcel was excited. Angela had coached Dez on how to act for she knew her husband well, she knew he liked to feel rich and powerful.

A new, portable massage table, a bucket of rose petals, and any candles in different shades were delivered in their suite the next day. Angela had the guys set the padded table up at one end of the spacious living room. Angela was feeling excited. They worked all morning, taking calls, checking and responding to mails and going over some of their business ventures. After lunch, she got skimpily but elegantly dressed, just like Marcel loved her, and they cuddled and drank his favorite red wine she had ordered from room service.

As the hour she had agreed on with Dez approached, in the late afternoon, they took a hot, scented bubble bath together. She blew her husband and got him hard and stiff. But she wouldn't finish him off. 

"I will finish you off after the massage," she promised him. "but remember, you gotta get him to loosen up, he is scared of you!"

"Me? Why?"

"Coz you are a powerful man, above him. And so he is scared of touching your woman. You have to make him relax. Give him a glass of wine and a couple of shots and we will tease him wickedly... Now, lets get ready for our massages."

"No. You take one? You know I don't like massages. Especially not from a man."

"Come on, he has nice big black hands. You will love them. Trust me honey. And I will be there to protect you. Don't be scared now..." she laughed and he joined in.

Marcel and his wife were both in short, silk robes when Dez arrived that afternoon, looking well groomed and smelling nicely. The curtains were closed and incense and scented candles were burning, giving the room a nice, romantic, soft light. Soft Italian music was playing. He seemed nervous and Marcel was winked at by Angela and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder squeezing it and then he gave him a glass of wine.

"Hi there Desmond. Why so stiff. I am not from the mob man. Relax, have a glass."

"Thanks sir. Lemme just set the table up and heat the oil first."

Dez poured some oil into a porcelain jar and put it over a tea candle and then prepared the table. He then joined the couple on the living room couch, on one side of Angela. They drank together, chatting. Then Angela stood up and yawned.

"All right, time for the massage." She dropped her gown and she stood before them, topless, wearing nothing but her thong. Marcel watched Dez' face. He saw the young man cast her a lust filled look before he averted his eyes quickly, blushing. Marcel smiled, pleased, for he loved other men lusting after his wife.

Angela was in a modest thong for her standards, but it was a delicate, sexy lace affair that left the skin peeking out and looked real sexy on her. Dez helped her onto the table and she took her place, making a joke about taking on the two men at once, something that excited Marcel.

The two men took place on either side of her. Dez poured some hot oil into his palm and and did the same for Marcel. 

"just do exactly as I do please, sir!"

Dez laid his big, dark hands on Angela's tanned skin, on his side of her spine. He started running them smoothly down her back, and up her side, around her shoulder and back down, slowly, so Marcel could follow. The sight of the black hands on his wife excited Marcel greatly. He eagerly followed Dez. Angela purred happily. Dez massaged Angela, giving Marcel instructions. He led and Marcel followed. 

"Oh, you are quite good huh!" Marcel chuckled, as Dez made him do some fancy things with his thumbs and digits. Angela loved it.

"Oh gosh, you guys are making me feel good. Give it to me... Mmmm!"

They oiled and massaged her whole body in unison. After half an hour, she said,

"Hey Desmond, we are not at your workplace. Give me a nice, naughty massage. We will give you a nice, big tip."

Dez looked at Marcel. He raised his brows questioningly

"Tell him its OK darling. Tell him to get your naughty wife hot and excited for you, with those big, black hands..."

Marcel felt very excited by the idea. 

"Come on Desmond," he said, patting his shoulder. "Don't be shy now. I will pay you good..." he took a hundred from his pocket and slipped it into the young man's pocket, smiling. 

Now, Dez' displayed some fancy finger work, his dark digits pulling, pinching, scratching and dancing on the wife's back, making her rasp and shiver. Marcel was fascinated, watching Dez stroking her sides, rubbing the sides of her big, squashed breasts. She started gasping and writhing. 

Then she raised her chest off the table and rasped.

"Stop torturing me. Stroke them a bit."

Dez looked at Marcel.

"Go ahead," Marcel rasped. "She likes it when you grab them and pinch them hard."

He would normally have never let another man go this far with his wife, but it seemed so right and so exciting to have Dez doing it. 

Dez watched Marcel from the corners of his eyes as his hands slid under her body, to cup and stroke the big, heavy breasts, grabbing and squeezing the guy's wife's tits. 

"Oh yessss! That feels so good!" Angela moaned sweetly. And certainly, Marcel got so excited, seeing Dez' big, dark hands cupping his wife's sides, sliding down to her hips, working her as if he was pumping her onto his cock as Angela went shivering, arching her back and writhing like a snake.

Dez hooked his fingers into the straps of Angela's thongs and asked politely," May I?"

He looked into Marcel's excited, aroused eyes. Marcel nodded. And his heart thudded as the young black man pulled his wife's thongs down. It was such a powerful and arousing sight. Dez left them at half way down her thighs. Marcel gazed at the gusset and it was smeared with Angela's pussy cream. He felt aroused as he smelled her excited cunt, knowing his wife was getting horny and wet, from the young black man's touch. 

Angela wagged her ass and said,

"Take them off all the way. My husband is here to protect me, aren't you honey!"

"Yes!!!" Marcel rasped as Dez completely peeled his wife's panties off. Angela parted her thighs and both men gazed at her shiny, aroused, shaved sex. Her lips were puffed up,wet and smeared with white girl cum. Then Dez started working the small of her back and tops of her ass cheeks. His dark digit dipped into the insides of her cheeks, moving smoothly, sinking into her flesh, just inches from her pussy and ass hole. Angela moaned and started rolling her ass to Dez' ministrations. Marcel's cock got rock hard.

"Oh, yes. Do my cheeks. Squeeze them! Oh!!! This is so good Marcel. Thanks for letting him do this honey!" 

Marcel only rasped. The sight of Dez palming his wife's pale, round cheeks and squeezing them, sinking his dark digits into her soft, hot skin, was driving him insane with lust. Angela started pumping her hips sensuously, shamelessly. 

"Oh yes! Squeeze them together and pull them apart. Real hard! I love that!" Angela wailed with lust.

Dez looked at Marcel and the Italian nodded hastily. Then he did it. Then he reached over and smacked Angela's ass just as she loved it. Th wife cried and her hips were hit by sharp spasms. 

"Oh darling. Please put your fingers in me. Do it. My pussy is itching! I'm burning!" she cried at her husband, her eyes blazing with lust. "Desmond! Keep squeezing and smacking my ass. I wanna cum on both your hands," Angela ordered and begged.

Marcel smiled wickedly as he dipped his digits in the hot oil, then he started working his wife's pussy just the way she loved it. Soon, he was finger fucking her as Dez squeezed her cheeks and smacked them. Angela went wild, shooting onto her hands and knees and fucking their hands frenziedly. 

All three were caught up in a wild state of arousal. Angela humped and lunged back wildly until she came hard, bawling with pleasure. Then she sank back onto the table, grabbed her husband's hands and sucked her pussy from his digits shamelessly. Marcel caught Dez watching with lust. Then he looked at the thick bulge in Dez' pants and chuckled, feeling excited.

Angela rolled onto her back and raised her knees, spreading her thighs, leaving both men gazing at her happy, weeping pussy. She led Marcel's hand to it and he started stroking her.

"do my tits for me. Grab these big tits with those big, black hands and work them!" she rasped with arousal.

Dez looked at Marcel and he nodded.

"Grab them, I don't bite!"

"Lemme get them nice and oily first!"

Dez oiled Angela's thick breasts and then milked them and squeezed them, working the stiff nipples with his thumb till she was crying with joy and writhing. They both worked her till she came again, gently this time. 

Dez finished off by spreading the soft rose petals on her slick body and Angela moaned with pleasure. He covered her with a warm blanket and she slept for a few minutes, peacefully.

Dez wen to to sit and chat with Marcel and the guy was so aroused. He had thought the guy might star shit, but Angela was right, the guy was happy to put his wife in nice, big, black hands.

Chapter 9

Finally, Angela climbed off the table, helped by Marcel. She kissed him on the lips, languidly, her eyes dreamy. Then she kissed Dez on the lips too.

"Your turn dear..." she stripped him of his robe and he was left in a pair of tiny briefs. His cock was rigid, causing a thick bundle. Dez helped him onto the table.

First, Angela and Dez massaged Marcel together. When he was relaxed, Angela went and got a cam coder. She chuckled, filming her husband getting massaged by the black man's hands. 

"Do they feel good honey!"

"Uh huh!" Marcel groaned with contentment, for indeed they felt good. He was feeling very relaxed and good.

Then he made Marcel roll over. As Dez massaged his chest and belly, Marcel gazed at his big, strong dark hands with fascination and arousal. 

"Oh fuck, Marcel, look at those big, black hands on your body. Isn't that fucking sexy? Doesn't it make you hot?" Angela moaned, her eyes filled with lust.

"Yessssss!!!!" Marcel rasped. He had a huge bulge in his tiny briefs.

Angela pulled them off and grabbed his cock and started jerking it with her oiled hand. Dez started to work her husband's chest, squeezing his breasts like a woman's. Marcel started gasping loudly, his lust filled eyes fixed on Dez. Dez was shocked to see that the guy wanted him, real bad. Marcel was gazing at his dark face, and the muscles in his tight t-shirt and his bulging arms and he looked like he wanted to devour him.

If it wasn't part of Angela's plan, he would have run. But now, he remembered Angela's words and reminded himself that Marcel was like a woman he wanted something form. And indeed he looked like a lusting woman. 

Angela smiled wickedly as she jerked his bursting cock and he groaned as his hips rose off the table.. 

"You feel good darling. You like that huh?" Angela teased.

"Oh yes!!!" Marcel groaned deeply.

"Oh fuck. I am so horny now! Oh!!!" Angela groaned and went down on her husband. She licked his cock to get it wet.

"I am gonna take you in my mouth now Marcel. But I wont do a thing. Dez is going to make you cum! Do it Dez. His tits are so sensitive! "Pull and pinch his nipples sharply, he likes that!" she told Dez. He did it and Marcel cried and shuddered continuously. 

Angela engulfed her husband and kept him in her mouth, suckling him softly and swiveling him round her mouth, making soft slurps and smacks with her lips.

Marcel started moaning and rolling his hips, his head rolling from side to side. He tried to fuck Angela's mouth but she pinned him down. 

Dez suddenly felt powerful as Marcel looked up at him like a horny woman, begging to be fucked. He slid one hand up to his throat and slid his palm around it, cupping. His other hand pulled on his sharp, hard pink nipples. Marcel hissed and moaned. Dez' hand tightened around his neck, holding him firmly, but not chocking him. Marcel groaned and rubbed against it. 

Suddenly Marcel's hands leaped up to wrap around Dez' arm that was holding his throat. Then he started stroking it and squeezing his lower and upper arm feverishly. 

"We are being selfish Marcel. Lemme do something for our guest too..." Angela said, and put Marcel's hand over his cock so he could jerk himself.

She walked to Dez, knelt before him, and hastily pulled his cock out and started sucking him. He got very hard, as Marcel looked on with lust and jerked his cock feverishly. Angela moaned with joy as she sucked and slurped away, making sure her husband had a nice, close up view of her feasting on a real black cock. Then she popped it out of her mouth and said in a rasp,

"Oh shit! I am such a lucky bitch. I need to take care of my husband a bit, Dez. Keep grabbing his throat and pinching on his nipples. Don't stop now."

She left Dez' thick black cock dangling out of his pants and Marcel's eyes were fixed on it.

She took her husband back in her mouth and lapped his cock with her tongue. Dez pulled the Italian's nipple hard and twisted it, letting it roll in his oiled digits, wondering if the guy would go for his cock like his eyes were saying he would.

"Ohhhhh! I am going crazy!" Marcel moaned in anguish.

He trembled, seeming to fight with himself. Dez looked at him and saw a horny slut. He stroked and pinched Marcel breast's and raked him with his slippery fingers.

Marcel gave a deep, guttural moan and then his hands snaked out to cup Dez' cock and hold it possessively. He grabbed it firmly and started squeezing it. Then he yanked it impatiently to his mouth, diving to meet it and engulfed it. Dez couldn't believe it. It was like the guy went black cock crazy. He started jerking him and sucking him voraciously. 

Angela moaned with a mouth full of pink dick as her husband sucked a big, black one. Her eyes met Dez' and she smiled around Marcel and nodded. 

Dez felt a mean kind of power come over him and he grabbed the millionaire's head, lined his mouth up nicely with his cock and started pumping it into his mouth. Marcel sucked it like he loved it, lapping it with his tongue and slurping away. Angela spat his cock out and stroked it lightly, waiting to make him cum until he had received his reward. 




The Second Foundation Pt. 04



Marcel was sucking Dez voraciously now, bobbing his head, working his jaw and vacuuming. The girls had trained him in cock sucking and he blew like a whore, jerking the black cock hard and fast. 

"Oh fuck! What a whore!!!" Dez chuckled. Marcel seemed to blush for a second. "Suck on that dick real good Marcel. Wrap your hot, soft mouth around it like a pussy and suck that black cock like you love it!"

Marcel did it, wrapping his mouth tightly around it. He bobbed and slurped away now, jerking it and pulling more into his mouth, with a hungry, feverish look on his face, groaning like he was satisfying a deep craving in every cell of his being. 

Then Dez banged it in and his balls erupted and his cum splashed into Marcel's mouth. Marcel moaned with joy and sucked and swallowed and kept on jerking till Dez was empty. 

"That's so fucking sexy!" Angela moaned and then she gobbled Marcel up and wrapped her lips around his bursting cock. She only bobbed once, then Marcel was bawling around Dez' cock and his body was jerking and bucking hard on the table. He cried out in agony as he emptied his balls into his wife's mouth, his hand holding on tightly to Dez. Angela was sucking him hard and swallowing, groaning with contentment, as she proved to Dez that she had been right all along.

Dez shook his head hard to clear it and and leaned on the table for support. He gazed in disbelief at Marcel who was stroking his softening cock and suckling it, cum dripping down his jaws, chin and cheeks. 

Dez pulled back and Marcel's lips and hands let him go reluctantly. 

Angela came to him, pinched his ass and she knelt before him and licked his cock and balls clean, moaning, right in front of her husband. 

Then he pulled back and walked to the bottle of wine, stuffing his cock away. He took a deep swig and then Marcel waved him over. He was blushing deeply, and looking like someone coming out of a stupor. He gave him another 100.

"Not a word to anyone, OK?"

Dez nodded and took it. Marcel was blushing, and licking his smeared lips

Angela told him to stay on the table and walked Dez to the door. Out of sight with her husband, she squeezed his cock..

"Well done my love. But if you were really brave, you would be fucking him up the ass right now. I told you that is his place!"

She squeezed his cock and then waved and winked.

Chapter 10

"Shit! What did I do? I hope he doesn't think I am funny," Marcel blushed.

"Its all right. Just be brave and go with your feelings. Do you want me to get my black cock?"

"Yes!" he rasped.

Angela made him suck her strap on and he got hard. She pulled his ass to the edge of the table, lubed his hole and then made him raise his thighs and spread 'em. Then she gave it to him. He loved it.

"Now, imagine it was a real, big, black cock. Did you like to see me sucking it?" she teased as she fucked his ass nice and slow.

"Yessss!"

"How did his cock feel when you touched it? Did you love holding that black dick in your white hands?"

"Yessss!!!!!"

"Did it feel good?"

"Yesssss!!!!"

"Did you like licking it and sucking it?"

"Yesssss!!!! Oh! Angela! This is so confusing."

"Its not! It felt right, didn't it?"

"Yessss! But!!!!"

"Now close your eyes and imagine he is the one fucking you, that handsome black stud. Fucking you so nice and deep. Pumping his hot, throbbing black cock deep inside your ass, fucking you good! You know you would love it, wouldn't you?"

"Ohhhhh!" Marcel rasped and closed his eyes as Angela smoothly pumped the rubber cock into his stretched hole. He started moaning and fucking her back lustily. His ass clenched tightly around the rubber cock. Then he came hard, bawling aloud as his dick seemed to just blow up!

Afterwards, however, he seemed confused and uneasy. But Angela was happy, humming away. He tried to talk to her but she said they should eat first. They showered and went to supper. 

They went to bed and lay in bed, Angela took his hand and led it to her dripping pussy. He started fingering her. Then she told Marcel that she wanted to fuck him and Dez together. He was reluctant.

"I know it turns you on too Marcel.

"I don't know. Its one thing to have a fantasy, but its another to do it in real life."

"I wanna make love to you both. He is the only one who ever brought out these desires in me. And he is perfect. And he doesn't know anybody we know."

"I don't know. What if someone sees or hears something?"

"We will take him to Berlin. And pay him some money. Come on, I saw you had fun with him."

"It just happened. I am not gay! I don't wanna do it again!"

"Is that so.." Angela said softly, sliding her hand around his cock and finding it hard. She started stroking it and it got even harder. "I want to fuck him Marcel. I want to fuck him and you, together. You will share me with him and watch him fuck me with his big, black cock! You want to see that black man fuck me, don't you?"

Marcel rasped sharply and his cock leaped in her palm. He exhaled, then asked her softly, 

"What if he has diseases?"

"I will tell him to get an Aids test. Then we will see!!!" she kissed him. She reached for his cock and it was very hard. But he was nervous.

"Don't worry honey, it will turn out fine. And no one will ever know. And you, my dear will be in charge."

Then she tongue kissed him and called him such a darling.

Chapter 11

Dez went and got one done and it was negative. Angela showed it to Marcel the next day. Now, he could not back out. She looked in his face and he looked like a trapped, scared man. But when she started stroking him and whispering naughty things in his ear, about sucking and fucking the black man, he got hard as a rock and couldn't hide his excitement. Her husband was very aroused and scared.

Angela went down for her massage with Dez. After he had smacked Tom, the guy had not complained when he told him that he was massaging Angela.

When they got into the massage room, Angela kissed dez and stripped him naked. She was naked under her gown. She led him by his hard dick to the table, climbed onto the edge and took his swollen cock into her engorged, hot, wet fuck hole. Then they embraced and kissed as she pichned his nipples and teased his chest with her claws, setting his skin on fire.

Dez wouldn't admit that he had enjoyed fucking Marcel's white mouth and cuming all over the white man's face. He said it was an unnatural act. 

"Its destiny my love," Angela told him, as she cupped his ass cheeks and started pumping him slowly, sensuously, deep into her pussy. "You can have and own my rich husband. You know what you have to do."

Dez wasn't keen on fucking him at all, for he knew that was what Angela was asking of him. And he was sure Marcel wanted it too. But he said he would not perform the unnatural act.

Now, Angela knew by now that Dez didn't like to be ordered around, but he was keen for her to have his kid and he was strictly against abortion. He called it murder. 

She therefore made her eyes get teary and said she would consider an abortion, if he wouldn't help her secure a future for her and his kid. He finally agreed, but said he would only fuck her in front of her husband so the jerk would think she got knocked up there. 

Marcel on the other hand said he didn't want to suck Dez again. Angela could have told him, don't fight the feeling. But she told him she would only fuck both men, but they didn't have to do anything with each other, she said, "I promise honey!"

But in reality, she wanted to fuck Dez in front of him and she wanted him to be fucked by a big, black cock and have it spurt cum in his mouth. The idea excited her. It drove her crazy every time she used her rubber cock on him, opening him up for the real thing.

Chapter 12

They flew to Berlin and Dez joined them after taking another flight. Angela had bought him a nice Armani suit and he was looking fine as he dined with the Italian couple in a Restaurant. Marcel looked at him with jealous and anger, yet he warmed up to him fast.

The three of them had drinks in several bars and returned to the couple's suite late in the night. Angela said she wanted to slip into something more comfortable and took Marcel with her. She told him to fortify himself and Marcel produced a vial of coke and snorted two lines. She declined, for she did not want to harm her baby. 

"You are in charge Marcel, don't be nervous. You give as much of me to him as you want. And when ever you want us to stop, just say so, all right?"

"Seriously?"

"Yes. Now go and keep him company."

Marcel found Dez rolling a fat joint from the weed Angela had given him. He fired it up and they smoked it, chatting lightly. 

Both men were impressed and complimented Angela as she rejoined them in high heels, black, semi transparent stockings and garters, crotchless, black lace thongs, the matching black less bustier, with half cups and lace up sides, and a double string of pearls around her neck. She had tied her hair together at the top of her head and her face was made up like a sex vamp, her eyes softly shadowed, her lips a cherry gloss. She walked seductively, kept her eyes on Dez as she sat on Marcel's lap, facing the black man and kissed her husband fiercely. 

She took Marcel's hands and put them on her breasts and he started stroking them and working her nipples. 

"Offer him your wife's breasts honey. He is starving for them..." she siad to Marcel.

Hands shaking with excitement, Marcel beckoned Dez close. The white husband squeezed and fondled his wife's thick tits. Dez brought his hand to Angela's face and stroked her and Marcel saw and felt his wife shiver. Then she was licking the black man's fingers, which then came down and pulled and pinched and twsisted her thick nipples, making her tremble mightily. 

"I want him to eat my breasts! Do you want feed him my tits darling?"

"Yes!" Marcel rasped. "Suck her tits! She likes it when you bite and suck them hard! Do it! I'll pay you good," Marcel felt in charge as he gave the order, that had his adrenalin pumping in anticipation. 

He felt a sharp pang of jealous, for a second, which was soon drowned in carnal excitement as the young, black man greedily devoured his wife's big, creamy breasts, licking and sucking and slurping away at the thick, soft mounds, and even burying his face in the deep valley between them, to lap Angela's chest. Then Dez pulled back and snaked his tongue around Angela's nipple and devoured it hungrily.

"Press her tits together. Lemme get them both in my mouth!" Dez told him and Marcel did it, and gazed in awe as his wife's nipples were devoured by the dark, thick lips of a black man. Angela moaned and gasped, and she squirmed in his lap and and rolled her soft ass all over her husband's cock. Then the horny wife grabbed the black man's head and buried his face in her tits, and slapped them around his head. Angela grabbed his head and yanked him to her nipples. Her eyes were shining with lust and she was so horny.

Angela then pulled Dez up to her mouth and tongue kissed him right infront of her husband. They kissed fiercely. Marcel felt so aroused, seeing the black lips feasting on his wife's pink lips and she was throwing her head back and opening up wide to suck on his thick tongue. He noticed the black man reach between his wife's thighs and start to finger her and Angela threw her thighs wide apart and fucked his digits wantonly. Marcel felt so aroused and excited. 

Then Angela pulled her lover's dark, wet digits to her mouth and licked her pussy off them. She made him scoop up more and Marcel saw her feed her lover her pussy juice.

"Do you like my taste honey? Like how my white pussy tastes?"

"Uh huh! Delicious."

"I want you to eat me. Darling, tell him to eat my pussy. Raise and spread my thighs and tell this young black man to eat your wife's white pussy," she rapsed thickly, her eyes shining with lust.

Marcel did it. Angela leaned back into him and he raised and spread her thighs and offered the black man his wife's pink pussy. Angela spread her slit with her hands and the smell of her arousal filled all their nostrils. 

"Tell him to eat me honey!"

"Eat it. Lick her horny pussy!" he rasped, filed with anticipation. Dez went down on her, devouring the delicious, shaved, soft, wet dripping pussy and lapping up the tasty juices like a starving beast as the wife moaned and the husband gazed intently, rasping.

Angela loved it as his thick, hot tongue pleased her gash! She grabbed his head and force fed him her pussy, cumming hard, throwing her head back and writhing wildly all over her husband. Marcel grabbed her chin and kissed her fiercely.

Then Angela rose and sat down on a low coffee table, and started playing with her pussy for the guy's pleasure. Sloshing her fingers in and out of her dripping hole, the horny temptress told the enchanted guys to get naked. The men stripped, Dez eagerly, Marcel shyly. She told them to stroke their cocks. 

She smiled as she saw them check out each other's cocks. They were both hard as rocks, but Marcel's was thinner and shorter. Dez had the BBC, in other words, bigger, blacker cock. Angela crawled over to her husband and got between his legs, to suckle his dick slowly, devouring him and making him gasp as Dez watched and felt jealous. Marcel started gasping and arching his back, then Angela jumped away.

"Wait honey, take it nice and slow, we got all night..." she cooed to her husband as she lapped his flaming red dick head with the flat of her tongue.

Then she slipped a rubber over him, straddled him reverse cowgirl style and swallowed up Marcel's pink cock in her hole. She rode him slowly, making him gasp as she massaged his bursting rod with her pussy.

"Can I suck him please darling? Can I suck that big, black cock!"

"Yessss!" Marcel rasped, his voice thick with arousal. 

Then the naughty wife called the young black man over and scooped up his long, hard dick. She rubbed it all over her big, creamy tits, leaning to the side so Marcel could see and the arousing sight. Then she licked it, groaning as she circled the big, fat, engorged head with her long, hot, wet pink tongue. She felt Dez twitch as her husband's dick leaped in her hot hole.

Then she gobbled Dez up and started blowing him. She held on to his powerful, black hips and bobbed her head as she rode her husband's hard dick. She cried around the dark man meat as both men groaned. Dez' eyes met Marcel's and they were shining with lust. 

"oh darling, please grab my hair and pump my face on that big black cock. Make me choke on him."

Marcel grunted and did it, grabbing her head with both hands and banging her face away on Dez' cock as if he wanted to kill her with it. Angela sometimes threw her head down on Dez and kept his dick deep in her mouth, shaking her head fast as she gurgled and choked madly on the black meat, spit flying out of her mouth, and this drove both men wild.

"Yes! You slut! Choke on that black cock!" Marcel rasped and slapped her ass hard. She wagged it and he slapped it harder.

He was so excited by what she was doing and yet he hated her for it, for never had she been this mad for his dick!

Then Angela told him to hold her face still and let Dez fuck the taste out of her mouth. He did it and she gave loud, quavering cries as Dez made his cock piston in and out of her mouth, his hips whipping like a rabbit.

Marcel really stared at the black man and he was awed, by the handsome, frenzied face that grimaced like an animal now, the muscular arms and chest, the defined belly that was flexing as he fucked his wife's mouth.

Marcel was awed and so horny. He grabbed his wife's hips and started yanking her on his cock. She grabbed Dez' hands and put them on her head and he grabbed her hair and pummeled her mouth. 

Both men fucked her hard and Angela loved it. Dez saw that Marcel's eyes were glued on his cock and he eased back, and started pulling almost all the way out of Angela's lips and then burying it in. He got in her throat and she swallowed him whole and gurgled, rolling her head.

"Touch her throat and feel my dick fucking her," he rasped at Marcel and the white guy did it and grunted. He started stroking his wife's filled throat, feeling the big dick moving back and forth. Marcel gasped and his dick grew rigid. Angela cried around Dez' dick, and jerked and sucked ferociously and he exploded violently in her mouth. She took the first two blasts and then pulled back and let him spray her face and tits. She sucked him dry. Marcel cried and came, filling up the condom. 

Angela got up drunkenly and wobbled off to clean up. She paused in the doorway, cum trickling down her jaw and sloshed her fingers in her dripping hole as she rubbed Dez' cum into her face and tits and licked it off her fingers.

"Thanks guys! I am one lucky girl."

Chapter 13

Dez and Marcel sat side by side on the couch, their cocks spent and soft, lying in their laps. Marcel was grinning, looking at Dez' cock. Dez was looking in his face, and Marcel couldn't read his expression.

Marcel patted Dez' shoulder and got up to pour them both drinks. Dez took his glass and tipped it and then sipped.

"Do you want to see me fuck your wife?" he asked in a cool voice.

Marcel blushed, but his smile was wide as he nodded.

"Are you sure," Dez asked him sincerely.

"Yes! But you have to use a condom."

Dez started stroking his cock and Marcel's eyes fixed on it.

"I will put one on later. I can hold it back!"

"No! That is dangerous man!"

"I can hold it and fuck her for hours without cumming. Trust me!"

Marcel shivered, for he believed him. He just knew that this black man could fuck his white wife for hours, hammer her and make her scream, if he wanted to. The thought excited and scared him.

"She has been real excited about this. I will pay you two grand more, if you do a good job and make her real happy," he winked and smiled, feeling better as he thought he reminded Dez who was really in charge here.

"Don't worry, I will make her scream! Pour some wine over my dick. Flavor it for your wife..."

Marcel reached over and pured some cold, expensive red wine over the black shaft and chuckled. As Dez stroked his cock, the Italian gazed at it mesmerized.

Angela returned with her face freshly made up, and new pair of split crotch thongs and stockings. She rasped with ant and ran over, wagging her ass and giggling naughtily. She sat between the two men and stroked their cocks: Then she put her thighs on Dez' legs and her head in her husband's lap. She blew Marcel as Dez worked her pussy expertly. Marcel's eyes were glued to the thick, black digits working his wife's pink slit, making hips roll and buck. He got so horny he grabbed his wife's head and pushed her down on his meat, sending it up her throat.

"Put it in her," he grunted sharply.

"Pull up her thighs and keep them up!" Dez responded raspingly.

Marcel did it and gazed at Dez' engorged, veined black shaft sliding into his wife's pussy. She cried around his cock and started rolling her hips as she blew him. Dez lay down on his hip to get a good swing and started fucking her tight hole in nice, deep, slow thrusts. Angela cried around her groaning husband's mouth. She took his hand and led it to her engorged pussy. At first, Marcel spread her lips and gazed at Dez fucking her pussy, groaning at every deep thrust of the black cock into his wife. Then she started rubbing Angela's clit. She got all horny and her rubbed her harder. She stopped sucking his dick and turned to gaze at her happy pussy. Her hips started pumping furiously and she came screaming.

"Ride him. Go and ride him!" Marcel grunted with wanton lust. Turn around so I can see your ass riding that biog, black cock!"




The Second Foundation Pt. 04



Angela mounted Dez happily and squatted over his thighs. She wagged her ass at her husband and told him,

"If you want it in me, you have to put it in yourself."

Marcel didn't even hesitate. He snatched Dez' engorged cock, wanked it a couple of times, making him gasp and then slotted it into his wife's hungry, dripping hole.

Angela moaned with joy and leaned forwards. Marcel stared at the huge, black cock fucking his wife as she rode it slowly at first, rolling her hips as she went up and down. When she kept just the fat tip inside her hole and wagged her ass round and round and shook it, making her cheeks pop, her husband grunted like a beast and started stroking his cock.

Angela cried and then she started riding Dez wildly. Dez groaned with lust, grabbed her hips and started yanking her onto his meat. Their bodies thudded so hard together as they fucked like beasts. Marcel felt the couch groan and jar under them and his own lust ran wild with him. His wife was the most feverish he had ever seen her. She threw her head back and bawled as she was impaled on the huge black cock repeatedly. Finally, she came screaming and collapsed over Dez.

"Do you want me to put her on her back and fuck her even harder?" Dez asked.

"Do it. Fuck the bitch hard!" Marcel grunted like he just couldn't wait to see it. And he couldn't.

Dez turned her on her back. "Come here and hold her legs up and feed her your cock. I can see you are hard from seeing me fuck your wife! Do it!"

Dez said confidently and Marcel obeyed. He held up and splayed his wife's thighs, kneeling over her. She grabbed his cock and sucked it hungrily, moaning and gasping for breath as Dez fucked her slowly, for Marcel's benefit, letting him gaze at his thick black cock fucking his wife's pink pussy.

Marcel grunted, picking up his wife's head so she could see Dez fuck her as she sucked him.

"Isn't her pussy beautiful, stretched around my big black dick?" Dez rasped.

"It is. Fuck her hard now. Tear her apart!" Marcel gasped, feeling so wild and wanton.

Dez started humping her hard. Angela could suck Marcel any more for she was screaming with agonized pleasure and fucking Dez back as she pounded her pussy, yanking her onto his cock. His hips whipped in a blur and his hips slapped loudly into her ass and Angela tossed her head and writhed and thrashed about madly. But she didn't forget her husband, she kept pumping his cock furiously.

"Ah! Fuck!!!!!!" Marcel bawled and Angela wrapped her mouth around him and his cock exploded. Dez was a nice guy, so he paused for a second and let her drink her husband. As Marcel sank back into the couch, drowsy and happy, Dez scooped Angela in his arms and stood up. Then he walked around the room, holding up her ass and hitting her pussy like a punching bag. Angela sank her talons into Dez' powerful, dark shoulders and kicked and reared lustily, wildly in his arms so much Marcel was afraid they would fall. But the young black stud parted his powerful legs, bent his knees a bit and and held up the Italian Diva as he pumped her up and down his cock, smashing it into her.

Marcel got hard again fast as he saw his wife throw her head back and bawl in with pleasure. He gazed at the big, black cock churning her pussy and his cock leaped to full hardness. He started stroking it. Then he was pumping it.

As Angela's cunt wrapped tightly around him and started convulsing Dez' cock felt red hot like it was aflame. His balls gathered and he yanked her harder onto his cock. He came hard, roaring like a lion. He was incensed with pleasure and he kept fucking her as he kept cumming.

Chapter 14

Angela draped herself over Dez, wailing sweetly, and gasping weakly for breath, feeling dizzy from the thorough fuck. He pulled out of her and left her hole gaping wide open, his cum pouring out of her. He looked at the husband and saw that Marcel's eyes were gazing at his smeared cock and the goo between his wife's legs. He was stroking his cock which was hard as a rock and the tip was engorged and inflamed red.

"Marcel, I want you to put your cock inside Angela and feel my cum all over your dick as you fuck her!" Dez told him and lowered Angela onto his lap. He put her astride her husband, facing him and Marcel slotted his cock into her hole. Marcel felt wildly exhilarated as he pushed his cock into her gaping, smeared pussy, feeling Dez' thick cum on his meat. 

"Fuck her nice and slow," Dez told him and and he did. His dick felt so hard he feared it would burst. Angela moaned weakly as her well used pussy was used again by an eager cock. Dez drained a glass of wine. Then he climbed onto the seat of the couch, picked up a wad of Angela's hair and brought her drowsy face to his cock.

"Lick my black cock clean and then kiss your husband and let him taste my seed." he said to her. Marcel gasped and she rasped and started licking and then sucking, her lips getting all smeared with cum. She soon had him hard and she was moaning. Marcel was moaning too, gazing close up at his wife blowing the thick, hard, young, throbbing black cock as he fucked her. 

Then Dez pulled out of her mouth and Angela fixed her dark, intense eyes on her husband's. She leaned in and kissed his lips, smearing them with salty cum. He stiffened but didn't pull back. She lapped Dez' cock again and kissed Marcel. He rasped into her mouth and his lips parted. She licked his inner lips and he groaned and fucked her harder. Then she latched her lips onto his and they tongue kissed feverishly. Dez pulled her off Marcel's mouth and slapped her face with his dick like he owned her.

"Hold this big, black cock and jerk it while she sucks it!" he told Marcel.

Marcel blushed but he grabbed Dez' meat and jerked it, loving the way it throbbed in his hand. Angela devoured it, taking it deep into her mouth till her lips pressed into her husband's hand. She made gurgling, choking noises and then pulled back gasping, her eyes shining feverishly. As Angela sucked it, he started squeezing and pumping it, pulling more into her mouth. She bobbed, sucking hard and and slurping loudly, wetly, moaning to her rythm, the same rhythm with which her cum filled pussy rode her husband's dick.

Then Dez pushed his black cock between her and her husband's face and brought it down on his lips. Marcel grunted. Dez pushed Angela down on his meat and she started lapping and sucking it with relish as she rode her husband. Dez see sawed his cock back and forth on their lips. Marcel groaned suddenly, opened his mouth and joined his wife in feasting on the black cock. 

Dez rasped. The heat of their soft lips and tongues on his sensitized, bursting meat was driving him insane with lust. He reached up to cup both their heads and they both purred. He stroked their hair and pulled them to his meat as he rolled it on their lips and they lapped and sucked on his shaft with open hunger, their eyes flashing.

Angela vacuumed the thick head in and sucked it hard and slurped it then she spat it out and pushed it Marcel. He grunted and sucked it in. Angela grabbed Dez' ass and made him roll his hips and Marcel started bobbing his head and sucking. Then he froze, as if suddenly catching himself, and spat it out at his wife. 

"Suck it Marcel! I wanna see you suck that big, black cock!" Dez said, and slid it back into his mouth. He held Marcel's forehead in his big hand and started pumping him smoothly, gently on his cock, fucking the white man's mouth. Marcel started sucking and slurping, stroking the throbbing black cock with his tongue.

"This is so fucking sexy. Suck that black dick honey! Suck it real nice! Ohhhh!"

Angela stroked his breasts and pinched his nipples, as she rode his cock, squeezing her pussy around him as hard as she could.

Marcel moaned with lust and jerked Dez deeper into his mouth as he sucked him with open, eager lust. He was groaning deep in his chest now, as he devoured the dark meat. Angela grabbed Dez' ass, slapped it hard and and then sank her fingers into it.

"Fuck his face Desmond. Give him that black cock! Get that cock Marcel. Get that big, black dick!"

Marcel grunted and sucked hard and greedily as Dez started fucking his face in earnest, grabbing a wad of hair and pulling him onto his meat. Angela grabbed it for a second, spat on it, wanked it, sucked it and passed it back and her husband gobbled it up like he was born to it. 

Angela gave a quavering cry as she came all over Marcel's cock. Then she jumped off her husband and put his cock in his hand. He started jerking his own damn self as he writhed on the couch, his stretched mouth gasping around the bursting black cock. Dez grabbed his head in both hands and held his face still, making him look up at him. 

"I'm gonna fuck your soft, hot little mouth nice and deep Marcel!" Dez rasped ad Marcel trembled. "Do you want that?"

Marcel nodded and sucked greedily. Dez fucked his mouth in smooth, deep strokes and Manuela drooled and slurped away.

"Cum in his mouth Dez. Make him taste your delicious cum!" Angela moaned, reaching to cup Dez' dangling, thick balls and stroking and pulling on them.

Marcel groaned with want. Dez hooked his hands at the back of Marcel's head and power fucked his mouth lustily. Marcel threw his head to meet him, slurping and sucking hungrily, his nostrils flared, his face all feverish.

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming! Take my cum!! Bitch!!!" Dez cried, face twisted in a grimace as he glared down at Marcel like a beast. His balls exploded and his cum erupted like hot lava. Marcel cried and his hips shot off the couch. He blew his load in his hand and almost lost his sanity. But he kept sucking and swallowing, sputtering as cum shot out of his nose and the sides of his mouth and more dripped down his chin. But the larger amount of it disappeared down his throat and he felt it flow into his belly and it was satisfying for him.

When the black cock finally stopped spurting, Marcel kept his mouth wrapped around Dez and suckled on him. Dez looked down at the cum smeared face and chuckled,

"Damn! You little pig. Well done! Now go and clean up."

Chapter 15

Marcel went to clean up.

Angela smiled at Dez and he smiled back.

"How do you feel?"

"Funny. But good."

"Fuck him up the ass and make him your bitch! Meet you and his destiny!"

Marcel returned and Angela told him to pour wine for their guest. He refilled their glasses and handed Dez his. Then he patted Dez' shoulder, sitting down besides him, smiling sheepishly. Angela sat on the other side of Dez, her body half draped over his. The black man draped his arm over the white wife and she snuggled into him, her drowsy eyes half closed, her face smiling sweetly as she stroked Dez' dark chest. Angela wasn't drinking wine but Dez let her have a sip from his glass.

"I feel funny. You bring out these desires in me," Marcel said, trying to laugh it off.

"I loved watching you suck him!" Angela cooed at him and then started licking Dez' dark, powerful chest.

"I want you to do it for me too. I will pay you whatever you want." Marcel said to Dez.

"No!" Dez said sincerely.

"I will pay you ten grand. Twenty. All right, lets not waste time. Fifty. That's a lot of money for you. Come on!"

"No!" Dez looked him in the eye, smiling confidently. "Marcel, you suck my cock. Pick it up and stroke it, now!"

Marcel gazed at Dez' long, softened cock that he licked so clean. Then he looked at Angela, who was smiling at him with amusement, as she traced the mucles on Dez' dark, toned belly with her pale digits. Then he looked back down to the cock.

"Stroke it and get it hard for your husband Angela, I wanna feel his hot, soft, little mouth around me again," Dez said confidently. Angela rasped and started stroking it. It hardened. Marcel looked at the growing black cock in his wife's pale hand with open lust and submission. Dez put his hand to the back of Marcel's head and gently but firmly pushed him down to his lap.

"Suck it and get it real hard. Take my dick in your mouth and blow me, white man!"

Marcel blushed as the dark meat loomed in his vision. Dez stroked his head like a good pet and Marcel purred and shivered. Then Angela brought it to his lips and he started kissing the thick, engorged dark head. He lapped it with his hot tongue and felt it gorw harder and throb. He moaned and draped his lips around it and chewed and mucnhed away softly, smacking his lips as Angela jerked it slowly, smoothly and rolled it around his lips. Dez pushed him down lower and he gobbled it in. Dez started pumping his head up and down and Marcel sucked the black cock with growing ardor. 

Then Dez eased him onto the floor and made him kneel between his feet as he sucked him. 

"Look into my eyes while you suck my cock! Yeah! Wrap your sweet little mouth around it like a pussy and lap it up. Bob smoothly. Now take it in deep. Show me how deep you can take it."

Marcel gasped through his nose and bore down on Dez, pushing him into the back of his mouth. Dez held him firmly in place and pumped his cock into his drooling mouth. 

"Suck on it nice and good. Yeah! Get that dick! Now bob your head! Fuck my black dick with your mouth! Show me how much you love it! That's a good boy. Angela, lay back on the couch and spread you pussy. I am going to fuck you with this big, black cock straight out of your husband's mouth"

"Yeah! Come and fuck me honey! I need you deep inside me. Get that black cock real hard and wet Marcel!"

Soon, Marcel was gazing at Dez fucking his wife. He was happy to watch, and stroke his cock as his wife was fucked much better than he had ever fucked her, with a bigger, better, black cock. He didn't feel jealous or hurt. He felt pleased, for he knew this was the right thing. Dez took his head and pushed his face down to Angela's engroged clit and Marcel lapped it and sucked it. Dez pulled his cock out of her gaping, pink hole and laid his cock on her belly. It was like a writhing, twitching snake. And it was smeaared with Angela's whitish juice. 

Marcel moaned and started lapping the dark cock that was lying on his wife's belly. Then he scooped it up and sucked it, as Dez rolled his digits in his wife's well used pussy. 

He felt jealous as Dez told him to put it back up in his wife. 

"Lick my bitch's clit. Make my bitch happy as I fuck her!"

Marcel did it, till Angela was crying out and convulsing and shoving his face into her clit as she came all over the black dick.

Dez didn't forget about him neither, he pulled out and let him have a lick. Then he sat back and Angela mounted him reverse cowgirl style. He told Marcel to assist like Scottie Pippin. Marcel licked Angela's bursting clit and as she rode the black cock. Then he went down and feasted on Dez' big black balls, engulfing them and sucking them, feeling good as Dez groaned deeply and told him to lap them up and down.

Then Angela rose off the black dick and he swallowed it up in his mouth. Angela looked down at him and smiled sweetly, seeing her husband gorging himself on the black cock like she had always known he would. She let him gorge himself, then pulled him back and told him to stroke it as she lowered her cunt on his lips and he ate it, sliding his tongue into her gaping, well fucked hole.

Then she lay on her back and told Dez to pound her. And pound Angela he did.

"tell him to eat my clit honey. Please. Make him eat my itchy clit. He knows just how I need it."

Dez didn't say a word, he took Marcel by the neck and pulled him down to Angela and he started licking. Dez held her down and pounded her hard as her husband lapped up her clit. Angela went wild, screaming and thrashing around madly as she came hard. 

Dez let go and his balls exploded, pumping her pussy full of cum. Then Angela pushed him back, her face radiant and she offered her gaping, cum smeared cunt to her husband. Marcel came for her eagerly and started lapping and sucking up all the salty goo.

Angela looked up at Dez with a wide smile and winked, as she stroked her husband's head and pulled him deeper into her hole.

Chapter 16

Dez puffed casually on a joint, watching as Marcel now tongued Angela's ass hole. Angela had been right all along. He knew now that Marcel was submissive to him and liked to be dominated by him. He was indeed his bitch. He accepted his rightful position. He went into the couple's bedroom and picked up Angela#s discarded split crotch thong. Marcel blushed and gasped as Dez stood over him and told him to put it on.

"Go on darling. I want to see you in that! Come on, dont be a spoil sport." Angela said, laughing, making it easier for Marcel who chuckled and slipped them on. His cock and balls dangled through the split. Angela called him sexy.

"You are making me wet. Lick me again honey, tongue me!"

Dez puffed away as Marcel devoured Angela. Then Dez smiled and walked up to them. He raised Marcel from his wife's pussy and offered him his smeared cock and he started sucking it voraciously, moaning deep in throat. Angela got a black dildo and lubed it. Then she made her husband lay on his back on the couch. Dez knelt at his face and Marcel stroked and sucked him as Angela toyed with her husband's ass, and lubed it. Then she started fucking him with her strap on, in slow and deep strokes. Marcel moaned around Dez' cock and sucked it harder. When she had him nice and loose, Angela pulled out. She went to his face and pushed Dez away,

"Put that cock where it belongs!" she told him as her husband sucked his ass off the rubber cock.

Dez went down between Marcel's thighs and entered him. He gazed in disbelief as he pushed his cock into the gaping pink hole. Marcel cried as he felt a real, throbbing black cock in his hole. 

"Pull you legs up real high and spread them for this big, black cock that you want so much!" Dez told him. Marcel moaned and pulled his knees to his chest and spread them for Dez. Dez started fucking his stretched ass hole and Angela pinched on his nipples and her husband was moaning like a slut.

Angela smiled and winked at Dez as Marcel took black cock up the ass and loved it. Dez was amazed at how completely the white husband succumbed to his black cock. Marcel was taking it like a horny whore. The white guy was propped up on his elbows, gazing with lust and fascination as Dez penetrated him. He was crying sweetly and rolling his hips and riding that cock and squeezing his hole around it. Angela went down on Marcel and sucked him. He came in her mouth. Then she went to his face and drolled his cum into his mouth and made him swallow it.

"He is a good slut!" she said to Dez. "reward your white boy slut! Fuck him good! You want this black man to fuck you good, Don't you? You love it when he fucks you and makes you suck his big, black cock Don't you?"

"Yes!!! Oh yes!! I love it!"

"You are his slut aren't you? You are happy that he is fucking you with his big, black cock aren't you? Say it or I will tell him to stop!"

"Yes! Oh!!!! Oh!!! Oh yes! Please fuck me Desmond!"

"Beg him to fuck your white ass like a whore! Do it!" Angela said firmly.

"Please fuck my white ass like a whore.... Ah!!!! Yes! I love being your whore! Yes!!!"

"That's a good bitch! Now suck this other black cock here!"

Angela told him to suck his ass off the rubber cock! Marcel threw his head at it feverishly. Then he started bucking. Then he was cumming again, his cock shooting a spurt of cum as he gasped hard.

"You like that huh, Marcel. Like that real black cock in your ass? It feels good doesn't it?" Dez asked him as he buried it deep inside him.

"Oh yes! Yes!!!" he moaned deeply, rolling his hips.

"Fuck him nice and deep Dez. Make him moan like a sweet happy whore!" Angela rasped as she removed the strap on. 

"Reward your wife for leading you to your rightful place in life. Eat my pussy and suck your black master's cum out of me."




The Second Foundation Pt. 04



Show your wife gratitude for Then she pulled her husband's face into her pussy and he started lapping her, keeping one eye on Dez' cock in his hole.

Dez knew the guy was a whore now for sure.

Marcel felt so good and so happy. He moaned into his wife's pussy as he sent his tongue sloshing deep into her hole, to the rhythm of Dez' cock pumping in and out of his ass. Angela went wild with lust and she frigged her bursting clit, rasping at Marcel to 

"Yeah, fuck that black cock back and slurp my pussy. Suck my juices and his cum out of me! Ohhhhh!!!! Oh-ahhh! Fuck him Dez. Nice and deep!"

Marcel started stroking his cock feverishly as he bounced his hips and bobbed his head. Then he was gasping and groaning sharply as his balls exploded. Dez felt his ass clench tightly around him. He wanted to pull out but Angela said,

"Keep it in him and keep fucking him nice and good. Your bitch will stay hard and cum again, and again, you will see..."

Dez did it. Marcel blushed but as the black cock pumped in and out of him, stroking his prostrate, he was soon moaning. And then he was gasping and his hard cock was leaping and shooting cum all over his belly, without being touched. 

Dez chuckled heartily. Angela winked at him and then she pulled Marcel' face into her pussy and fucked his chin, mouth and nose as her own orgasm approached rapidly. She galloped away on him and came hard. Then she staggered on wobbly legs to the wine and drank straight from the bottle. 

The nice wife came and helped her husband by holding up his thighs and spreading them for him.

"Grab his hips and fuck him hard like you do to me. Make him your bitch! Fuck the shit out of his white ass!" she growled at him.

Marcel's cock was smeared with cum but it remained hard. As Dez grabbed his hips and started pounding his ass, Marcel started screaming with pleasure and pain. Angela had never drilled him this hard. He thrashed about and bawled as he threw his ass back at Dez. Dez fucked him like the guy was a nasty, horny bitch. Then he pulled his cock out of him and fed it to him and Marcel sucked him voraciously as Angela lubed his hole some more. Then she made him turn around, climb on his hands and knees and bend over for the black cock. Marcel took to it like a duck to water. He bawled and lunged back as he was fucked deep, screaming for black cock. 

Angela started stroking his cock and he exploded all over the couch. She could see that Dez was close to cumming in her husband's tight, clenching punk ass so she told him to finish in his mouth.

Dez pulled Marcel to the floor and pushed his cock in his face. 

"Suck that black dick Marcel. Suck your ass off my fucking big, black cock, my sweet little whore!"

Marcel groaned and dove at it it. He licked it clean and then he gobbled and swallowed it. He bobbed his head and chewed and sucked, stroking it and moaning like he loved it. When Dez stroked his head he started shivering. Dez nearly laughed but Angela glared at him. Then she grabbed Marcel's hair and started pumping him on the black cock.

"Like that huh Marcel? Show me how much you love his big black cock. Suck it nice and hard. Wrap your mouth around it like your tight ass hole!"

Dez grabbed Marcel's white face and let him have that black dick. He fucked the taste out of his mouth and and then exploded. He shot two spurts in his mouth and then pulled back and shot the rest in his face. 

Marcel was groaning and looking dazed like a drunk man. Trickles of cum were seeping from his own cock. Dez made him lick his cock and balls clean and he did it lovingly.

It was pure black cock worship.

"Did you enjoy yourself Marcel?" Dez asked him.

"Yes!" Marcel rasped. "I never thought I would like to do it with another man, but I loved it with you."

"You love black cock huh?"

"Yes!!!"

"My ass is sweaty from fucking you. I want you to crawl around me and lick it clean. As a token of your appreciation."

Marcel reddened deeply but he crawled obediently around Dez. He parted the black ass cheeks and licked the cleft clean. Then Dez reached back to grab his head and pull him in and Marcel started tonguing his hole frenziedly and slurping away greedily. Angela picked up Dez' cock and started stroking it. She smiled as it got hard. She winked at him and signaled for him to get rid of Marcel.

Dez pulled him out of his ass.

"Marcel, go to sleep. I am enjoying your wife tonight! Alone."

Chapter 17

When they were alone, Angela told Dez, "He is your bitch now, and your servant! You don't have to fear or respect him. Fear me. I am not your bitch, I am your woman and the mother for your kids. But Marcel is your bitch! Keep him in his place and he shall adore you!" She paused and smiled. "I am going to fly away for two days. You will get accustomed to your position and put Marcel firmly in his. A good master can put his servant in his position without resorting to abuse. Only be rude to him if you have to. Talk to him, you can learn some things from him. Go shopping with him and let him fit you out. He has a fantastic taste in clothes. Make him tell you everything about his life, his business. And fuck him and make him suck you as much as you can. For a servant needs to serve and a whore needs to be fucked. I want him to be fully and truly your bitch when I come back. Then you will own this pussy as long as you want it."

"I don't find him sexually attractive. He is a man! I enjoyed fucking him because he is your husband, and he is a rich white man, so it was fun fucking his pretty wife and then fucking him. I was paying him back for the time he was saying I shouldn't lay my black hands on you!"

"Dez, this is not about revenge. This is about ruling. A good king brings joy to his subject. Get him to dress up as a woman. Make your bitch bend over, raise her skirt, pull her thongs out of the way and offer you her ass hole. Then fuck her nice and good till you have her crying and begging for your cock. You know how to fuck y bitch good. I am talking from experience! Do it."

Dez nodded. Then he laughed.

"I would never have believed such a yarn if I had heard it before. No one at home would believe it."

"Most white would!" she chuckled. "You have to make him lick your feet as well. Very important. OK?" He nodded. "Would you like to say hi to your kid one more time?"

"Hi?"

"Yeah, fuck me. Shove that dick in me and touch my womb."

dez could not remember Angela being so horny for his cock. The moment he started riding her, she started cumming. Then she was laughing and showering him with kisses, as he pumped his cock in and out of her. He started laughing too. They cried tears and fucked each other for ages.

Chapter 19

All three of them had breakfast together. Angela wished them both fun.

"where are you going honey?" Marcel asked nervously.

"Dez will tell you everything." She tongue kissed Dez and then kissed Marcel lightly on the forehead and told him to be a good boy, and left. 

Dez stood before Marcel who was sitting on a couch and told him to remove his pants and suck his dick. Marcel started squirming and blushing and tried to say something. Dez put his finger gently to his pink lips and stroked his head, pulling his face gently to his crotch and rubbing his bulge in his face. He felt him tremble. He moved his hand down to Marcel's neck and squeezed and stroked him, rolling his hips gently. Marcel started rasping and nuzzling his cock.

Dez opened his pants and and held his soft but long cock to Marcel.

"No! What if Angela comes back, she will think we are..."

"She is coming back in two days. I sent her away. Dont be shy Marcel. Its just us two. Now, we both know what you want. Lick my cock. I am going to fuck your sweet, hot little mouth and give you what you need. Get that big, black cock Marcel!"

Marcel whimpered and started licking it. Then he was lapping it and making it wet. As it started to harden, he reached up for it and started stroking it softly, raising the tip to his mouth. He peeled back the foreskin and ran his tongue around it.

Dez looked at him curiously. The guy was blushing and seemed like a man struggling futily against his addiction. Dez was reminded of Angela's words. Destiny came to his mind.

He pressed the head of his engorged black cock onto Marcel's wet, pink tongue and followed it into his mouth. Marcel wrapped his lips around him and groaned deeply, shivering heavily. 

Dez pulled him to his knees before him and took his time fucking his mouth. At first Marcel was shy, like he couldn't believe he was doing it, but Dez could see he loved what he was doing. He was not like a horny woman greedily gobbling cock, he was gentle, subdued and slavish, like a good servant. Dez felt powerful and his adrenaline shot through his body, giving him a rush.

He got the white husband well acquinted with his cock, running it all over his lips, cheeks and chin, making him lick it and suck it. He made him drop his pants and fed him his balls. Marcel slurped and sucked dutifully. Then he started sucking and blowing Dez, getting so into it, stroking the black meat with eager, shaking hands and slurping. His dark, Italian eyes were shining with joy and lust. He looked up at Dez and smiled around his cock. Dez held his face in place, making him look up at him and fucked his face deliberately, till he exploded in his mouth. Dez thanked him, and stroked his head as Marcel suckled on his cock with cum dripping down his jaw.

Dez lit a joint and walked to a window and gazed at the beautiful scenery outside. He gazed at a canal reflecting the blue skies, and the dots that were people walking on the street below their tenth floor window. Marcel was still kneeling on the floor, as if paralyzed. He watching him, blushing, smiling.

Dez leaned forwards and parted his cheeks. Marcel crawled over without being told and ate his ass and balls as he stroked his cock. Then Dez sat on the sill and Marcel blew him and finished him off. Then he made him lick his feet and wash them with his spit. 

Dez told him he was all right, but they would be going out to a sex shop later on to buy porn DVDs so he could really learn how to suck his cock real good and please him. Marcel nodded.

They went out to eat. Marcel was kind of tense and nervous and yet subdued, like he feared all the people around them knew what he had been up to. Dez talked to him like a good natured, benevolent master who had a pleasant relationship to his servant. He got him to thaw up and open up. Marcel told him about his life and his family. There didn't seem to be too much warmth and happiness there. Marcel was very proud of his financial success and achievements. Dez realized that he defined himself through that, like he had suspected.

They went to some mens shops and Dez let Marcel advise him and pick him some quality suits, clothes, shoes and coats, on his credit cards of course. Marcel was very happy to do this. He carried the bags to the car as Dez walked besides him.

"We are going to fit you out now," Dez told him. He took him to a sex shop and they went to the trans-section. Dez now picked out clothes for Marcel, who was blushing profusely and yet seeming excited. He got him a couple of short, tight leather skirts, lace and fishnet stockings, high heels, stuffed, padded bras, sexy silk blouses and fish net tops, two blond whigs, a short and a long one, and many lace thongs. All the clothes were black or dark. Marcel paid with his card.

Dez picked out many porn DVDs, all of them with black men fucking white women.

When they returned to the hotel, Dez rolled a joint and they smoked and drank beer. Marcel had a dreamy look on his face. 

"Marcel, have you ever fucked or sucked a white guy?"

"No!" Marcel responded gently, as he puffed.

"Have you ever wanted to?"

"No!"

"Do you feel satisfied when I fuck your mouth and ass?" he blushed and nodded. "Do you love it?" he nodded again. "Do you feel that that is where you belong?"

After pausing and thinking about it, he rasped,"I cant believe it. But... Yes!!! I guess!" His eyes were filled with adoration.

Dez yawned and stretched himself. 

"I want to shower. Put on one of the skirts and bras and a whig and come and wash me."

They entered the shower and Marcel washed his dark, muscular body with a sponge. Then he dried Dez with a soft, fluffy towel.

"Well done," Dez thanked him. "I want watch the foot ball game. Go and get me a beer from the fridge, roll me a joint and then go down and suck my dick." He said it casually to his servant. Marcel did it gladly. 

Dez told him to suck it real slow and gentle and keep it hard, but not make him cum till half time. Marcel suckled and slurped away softly. Dez looked at him once in a while and they guy seemed very happy and affectionate, like a dedicated servant.

At half time, Dez stood over Marcel and fucked his face slowly, stroking his head and calling him sweet. He bust one in his mouth and the guy swallowed and drank, moaning. Then Dez told him to sit at his feet and watch the second half with him. Dez ran his fingers through his hair and Marcel laid his head on his thigh and purred as the watched Didier Drogba score two fantastic goals.

When the game was over, Dez told him smoke a couple of joints and watch the DVDs with Interracial sex, with white women fucking black men and learn how to suck a black dick and fuck it good, but not jerk off. The black man went to sleep for a couple of hours. 

When he woke up, he found Marcel watching. He told him to show him what he had learned. The guy was getting much better, for sure.

Dez made him dress up like a girl and wear the long blond whig and powder his face and put on eye shadow and lip stick and high heels and a leash. Then he put on one of the fine suits, with his shirt open to reveal his dark, muscular chest and they went to eat in a fine restaurant with him holding the blond guy on a leash. 

Marcel was shy, especially as some people looked at him and whispered to each other. But Dez reminded him that no one knew him in the town. After supper, he took him for a walk along a canal and made Marcel hook his hand through his arm like a girl they strolled. 

Back at the apartment, Dez made Marcel change into a skimy, fishnet top over his stuffed Bar and stood over him, feeding him cock. Marcel was now no longer shy, he was horny and filled with lust. He devoured Dez' cock like he was born to it. Dez made him cralw onto the couch and had him lube his cock. Then he made him bend over, face down ass up. He told him to pull his skirt up and hook his lace thong over his cheek, lube his fingers and play with his ass. Marcel did it, stroking Dez' slick cock with one hand as he fingered and opened his hole. He was moaning and rolling his hips like a horny girl. He couldn't resist it and started blowing Dez, getting his cherry red lips smeared with the lube. 

Then Dez entered him and held his hips as he slowly fucked his hole. Marcel started moaning and pumping back. Dez took his time, making his whore enjoy it and love it. He told himself the millionaire was a horny whore not a man and he fucked him like one. Marcel came and came again in his thongs until he was bawling for the black cock and lunging back at Dez. Dez fucked him hard and the guy was rearing, his blond whig flying as he baged his fists and face onto the couch. When he was drunk from cuming, Dez pulled out of his gaping hole and fed the drowsy, heaving, feverish guy his cock. He came in his mouth, pulled it out and sprayed it in his face, ruining his pretty make up, but Marcel didnt coplmain, he licked him clean, smiling with joy.

For two full days, Dez treated Marcel like his servant and fucked him like a whore, which he was. Marcel loved it. Dez was amazed at how the millionaire submitted to him completely, without being forced or even insulted. 

He said the word and Marcel did it, be it getting him a glass of wine or blowing him. However, he didn't let him sleep in his bed. On the first night, he made him sleep on the floor, at the foot of his bed saying if he behaved himself, he could get the guest bedroom the next day. Marcel of course behaved himself so Dez rewarded him as promised. Marcel woke him up nine like he had told him to, with a cup of coffee.

"Would you like me to suck you?" the millionaire in the whig, bra, thongs and stocking asked Dez coyly.

"Go ahead. Get it nice and hard for your ass."

Marcel did it. Then he piled two thick pillows on top of one another and lay face down over them on the bed, with his ass rasied high. He parted his thighs and fished his thongs out of the way. His hole was lubed and gaping. Dez gave the bitch what he needed. 

Chapter 20

When Angela returned, she found her husband in a short skirt, mid thigh stockings, high heels, a stuffed, padded bra, and a blond whig, with red gloss on his lips, eye shadow and powder on his face. He blushed as she gazed at him, smiling with amusement and called him her cute girlfriend. She could tell he was now Dez' devoted whore and servant. She tongue kissed him and told him the flavor of his lipstick was tasty. Then she hitched up her skirt and stood over him, feeding him pussy till she came all over his face. Then she made him lie on the floor and straddled his face, facing his feet.

"Has he been a good boy?" she asked Dez.

"Yes!"

"Then may I reward him by sucking his cock?"

"If I say no?"

"Then I wont do it. But dont be cruel. Please hon. Please!"

"Go ahead!"

Dez watched her fish her husband's cock out of his lace girl thongs and suck him as Marcel at her pussy. Then he knelt over the husbands face, dropped his balls on his tongue and fucked the wife. Angela started cuming immediately. But that didnt mean he had to stop. She even pouted when he would pull out of her for a second to feed her husband cock. When Marcel exploded in her mouth, she used his cum to lube her digits and fingered his hole, stroking his prostrate and making him hard again instantly. They fucked for ages, till the horny wife was sated. Then she blew Dez and drank his cum.

She asked Dez to tell her everything in the bedroom, as Marcel watched interracial porn DVDs in the living room. 

Then she asked him if he had told him about the baby thing and he said he was saving it for when she was back. They dressed up for diner and Dez went out with the two girls, for Marcel was in drag and Angela helped him put on his clothes and make up.

Angela acted like there was nothing strange, and in fact she was happy. She was calling Marcel Marcela and talking to him like her best girlfriend. As Marcel drove them back to the hotel, she sucked and fucked Dez in the back seat, riding his dick on the streets of Berlin.

They headed straight to the bedroom. Angela and Marcel knelt at Dez' feet and their hungry mouth shared his cock. Then Dez Marcel watched Dez and his wife fuck lustily as he he stroked his cock, his eyes filled with lust and longing and even jealous. He was happy as he was allowed to tongue Dez' hole as he fucked his wife nice and slowly. Then he was told to put on a condom and Angela pulled him on top of her and slid his cock into her stretched, gaping hole. She squeezed it tightly around him and tongue kissed him as Dez climbed on top of him and entered him from behind. The two of them fucked him hard and rocked him between them. Marcel had a feeling they wanted to fuck him dead. They only managed to fuck him half dead though. He exploded inside Angela but Dez' thick, long cock in his hole kept him rock hard in his wife and she kept fucking him lustily as Dez pounded him till they both came hard. As Dez' cock leaped in his ass and Angela's tight pussy convulsed around him, Marcle came hard as well. 

Then Angela told Marcel to lick her feet and then Dez' and he did it. Then Dez fed him his cock for being a good boy as he and Angela tongue kissed.




The Second Foundation Pt. 04



"Angela told me your sperm is weak." Marcel nodded as he ate dick. "She is a beautiful woman. She needs to have children. She will have my kids, two or three." Marcel gasped around his cock.

Dez gave him time to think, pushing it all down his throat so he could chew on that.

"Marcel, my black children will come out of her white pussy. You will provide for them and they shall be your heirs. I will see them whenever I want."

"How will I explain that to people?" Manuela gasped finally.

"You will tell them whatever you please. I own you. You are my bitch Marcel. You serve me, suck my dick, and take it up the ass whenever I say so. You know that is your rightful place, don't you?"

"Yesss!"

"Now, I am going to impregnate Angela. Eat her and get her nice and wet!"

Angela moaned ansd squirmed as Marcel got her pussy ready. She drooled all over his lips and tongue till she came, and then pushed him to Dez' cock.

"Suck his cock hard and put it inside me honey. I want him to fertilize my eggs."

Marcel was at his most eager as he handled and ate the black cock.

She was already pregnant but he didn't know. He sucked her pussy voraciously after Dez drenched it as if that would help the baby grow fast. He loved the salty cum, for he knew it had come from that black man, Desmond, that his wife called Dez.

Marcel was told that she would stay with him. But Dez could have her and him too, whenever he wanted. Marcel accepted it. Then he was asked to leave the two of them in peace and go for a walk or watch TV or something. He heard them fucking. He didn't feel jealous that his wife was getting fucked. He felt jealous that he wasn't the one getting that black dick.

The two flew back to Italy after two more days of debauchery during which Marcel wore women's clothes, and Dez flew back to Kirschberg.

Chapter 21

Angela was happy. Once again, she had found a solution to a delicate, sensitive situation. 

She flew over and arranged a meeting with Cornelia, his boss and told her she was investing in the firm. After the auditing, the firm was valued at 500 000. Angela invested one million. She stayed in town for a week, making plans for the business for she had a sharp mind and many ideas. Dez was impressed with the way Nagela could command people without being rude or bossy. All the workers and Cornelia were so obedient. He learned that it was in the way she acted. She behaved like their benevolent master and automatically, they acted like her happy servants.

Angela and Dez kept their affair secret, though Dez could see that Cornelia suspected something. Angela wrote her shares over to Dez with a lawyer, without telling Cornelia. Dez now had two thirds of the company.

"You can go in now and tell those jerks that you are the boss. You can fire them."

"No!" Dez responded. "I wanna gain power over everything without using money, and then I will let them know that I own the motherfucker anyway."

"You like war, huh?"

"I am a warrior!" he told her.

Angela chuckled and nodded. "That is your problem, you want to fight them, but they just wanna be ruled. But worry not, I will teach you yet."

Her next plan now was to put Dez up on the game, for she saw that he had potential, but didn't really understand white men and his power over them, as a strong, handsome, big dicked black man.

Meanwhile, Dez moved into an apartment with two girls, students, who went to college in a nearby, bigger, student town. He felt sad but good, finally leaving the refugee home. Angela helped him furnish it. And then she spent two days with him there, helping him settle in by fucking him as often as she could get him hard. His new room mates must have thought they were sex maniacs.

Then he received a letter waiting from the foreign office. Apparently, they wanted him to leave Germany within two months. He would have to get married or get out.

He wasn't getting out. Angela told him to find a girl to marry and pay her. Dez said he was marrying Cornelia.



The Second Foundation Pt. 05



Warning: Parts of this series contain violence, coercion, extortion, blackmail, non consensual sex, same sex copulation, derogatory terms, interracial sex, political statements, cheating and a lot of other stuff good boys and girls should not read (on porn websites). If any of the above are not your cup of tea, please don't waste your time reading this.

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Chapter 1

Now, after his episode with Angela and Marcel, Dez felt powerful. He now knew for sure that he was a better man than any of those guys, and that he could make servants out of them, and cock suckers, if he so wished, for that was really their place.

Dez told Angela the problem with immigration and she said he should pay a girl and marry her. 

"No!" he said, then the girl will own me. I have seen too many guys do that and end up in shit. She will demand more money and you are liable for her kids and everything."

"What will you do then?"

"I will marry Cornelia and keep it strictly business."

Angela got jealous. "That bitch loves you. I have seen the way she looks at you."

"Then be as a friend and Don't give me shit for nothing."

Dez went to Cornelia with his problem and she became worried for she really liked Dez and he was now practically running her business. She needed him.

"No! You cant leave."

"Then I will have to find a woman to marry me."

"Would that help?"

"Yes!"

"Do you have someone?"

"No!" He told her why he didn't wanna pay someone.

"Then I suppose I will have to do it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! You are very valuable to me and my business. I need you here."

Dez thanked her. He had what he wanted now.

Chapter 2

They flew secretly to Denmark to get married. Dez stayed at his place but he moved some stuff over to hers to convince the authorities. Dez loved the look on Tom and Anja's faces as Cornelia told them. Cornelia calmed their outrage down and showed them that she had signed a prenuptial agreement with Dez, for Anja and Tom were eager to take over her business. All Dez saw in their eyes was hate and envy. 

Dez now lived in Cornelia's three bedroomed house on the edge of the town. He spent most of his time at work and was at the church a couple of times a week to box.

Now, he realized that Cornelia was beginning to take a much deeper interest in him. She was beginning to make herself look pretty for him. Dez did not want to sleep with her for he did not want to get emotionally involved with her. It would complicate matters and he had enough girls to fuck.

Surprisingly enough, Angela was the one who told him he had to fuck Cornelia. But she did not stop there.

"Fuck her, she wants you. I saw the way she looks at you. Fuck her daughter and the boyfriend too. Make them your bitches. Use that black cock! Then you will be in charge and you will run the business."

Now Dez liked the idea of raping Anja and Tom and fucking their stupid white cunt faces dizzy. But he respected Cornelia a lot. Angela however told him she was a woman with needs, like any other. Cornelia hadn't had a boyfriend since her divorce, 6 years earlier. He had never seen her with a man.

Dez found her attractive, and he was curious to find out what she was like in bed.

He invited her to an African concert in Hamburg and they drove the 130 kilometers by car. They booked into a Hotel, taking a suite with two bed, side by side. Cornelia was very excited.

They checked into the suite and she took ages getting ready. Unlike her usual business wear, Cornelia was wearing a short, thin, form fitting summer dress with flowers and a pair of open high heels. 

She was looking alluring. Her deep front exposed the tops of big, creamy, pendulous breasts. Her waist was slim, her hips wide and flaring. Her hair was neatly combed open, her brows trimmed and she was wearing pink gloss on her lips. The interior of her car was filled with the luxurious smell of her perfume. Dez made her a compliment and she blushed and thanked him. 

The concert was crowded and it was very good. A band from Congo was playing and though Dez couldn't understand the language they were singing in, he was impressed with the hot, skimpily dressed girls who were dancing sexily, raunchily, shaking their asses and making the crowd just go horny. 

Dez stood behind Cornelia and their bodies were pushed together by the dancing crowd. He was swaying along to the Hi Life beat and she was standing stiffly at first, so he took her hips in his hands and made her sway with him. After several beers, she thawed up and started dancing and laughing.

"My, those girls can dance. Look how they are shaking those big asses!" she gasped.

"Mama Africa baby!" Dez laughed.

"You know, for us Europeans, a big ass is a problem zone. But not for them. Look what beauties they make of thick asses." 

"You got a nice big ass too," Dez said and patted it lightly.

"Thank you," she rasped and turned and kissed him lightly on the lips. 

Dez and Cornelia went for drink in a pub after the concert. It had a small dance floor which was crowded and they were playing loud, party music. They sat next to each other at a table. Cornelia's short hem slid up, exposing a pair of nice, juicy thighs.  

"So, tell me, why did you guys get divorced?"

"He left me for his young secretary. I guess I was too old and fat for him."

"Bullshit! You are not old, and your body is hot. I wonder why you always hide it. But then again, maybe its a good thing, for I wouldn't be able to concentrate on work, if I always had to gaze at this sexy body," Dez said with a naughty smile, his voice deep and husky.

Cornelia was blushing and smiling.

"Oh stop flattering me, Dez. All my life, I have always been fat! Many men told me so..." her voice became sad.

"They were stupid. And maybe they were too weak to handle such a hot, sexy body like yours," Dez said earnestly. 

"Thanks Dez. Lets have another drink, shall we?"

Cornelia kept talking about her ex husband. Dez could see her divorce had caused her a lot of pain. 

"It was so painful and embarrassing I mean, I found out that he had been cheating on me for several years. And he put the blame on me, calling me fat and boring! And you know, he brings his young blond to all our friends. She is just using him because he is a manager with a lot of money. She is just with him for his cash and status. One day, she will hurt him. I..."

Her voice broke and her eyes filled up with tears. Dez automatically put his arm around her and pulled her close. Cornelia laid her head in his chest, grabbed on to his shirt front and sobbed a couple of times. Dez stroked her back and whispered some nice things, then he kissed the top of her head.

"Its alright baby. Don't worry about some stupid fool who couldn't value what he had. Let the young whore take him to cleaners. Don't waste your time feeling sorry for him or crying after him. He is a jerk, and you are a princess."

"Thanks Dez. Thanks. That was so beautiful."

"Now, come, lets go and dance, beautiful."

He pulled Cornelia to her feet and led her to the floor. He held the tall German woman close, wrapping his strong, gentle arms around her and he led her, as their bodies swayed together to the music. Cornelia laid her head on his chest and stroked his shoulders, She felt so good and appreciated. She started swinging her hips, rubbing them lightly against his. She almost gasped as she felt a nice, warm, fleshly bundle between his legs. She started stroking his arms and liked the nice, thick muscles. She felt his arms tighten around her. His big hands stroked up and down her back and shivers broke all over her skin. She felt excited and daring as she sank her fingers into his arms. His big hands cupped her hips and stroked them. She shivered, as they explored her under her short dress and then went down and cupped her ass, which he had spoken so favorably of. All her life, she had thought it was too big.

Cornelia looked up at Dez and smiled, "Would you like to get out of here and go somewhere nice?"

"Yes," he responded and kissed her lips.

Dez put his hand on the small of her back and she felt so good as he led her to the taxis. Cornelia had not seen anyone since her divorce. She had not had sex in over four years. She was feeling so horny and excited for the dark, muscular, handsome, attractive, charming black man. He was almost 18 years younger than her, but that didn't matter to her. All that mattered was that she was feeling happy. He opened the door for her and then walked around. She leaned over and opened the door for him.

She gave the driver their hotel address. They sat besides each other. 

"I am having a wonderful night, Cornelia," he said.

"So am I," she responded and leaned close to Dez and kissed his cheek.

He slid his arm around her and pulled her close. She looked into his dark face, seeing it illuminated in the pale street light. 

Dez gazed into her face, which looked very white in the pale lamp. He had not been thinking of sex when he invited her out. But it looked like he was going to get his first white pussy that night. He was so excited and horny, but he stayed calm. He didn't want to rush it and spoil it.

His eyes shined, reflecting the pale light as his face descended down to hers. His lips pressed softly into hers. They felt so big, thick and soft. He kissed her lightly and eased back a bit. She liked that. He was showing her that it was her choice. She licked her lips, making them wet. Heart thudding, she pressed her mouth into his. She sucked on his thick lips and slurped away at them. She hoped he would not think her greedy, but she was so hungry for them, for him. She pressed her mouth into his and then he pushed his thick, hot, long tongue into her and she sucked it in and cried into his mouth. One of his big hands cupped her big, soft breast as the other slid around her hip and latched onto her ass cheek, squeezing it, and it felt so good she had to shudder and her head reeled. She could feel the juices just pouring into her pussy.

"Oh yes!!!!" she moaned and reached between his legs. She had never done anything so daring, but she was so horny. She placed her hand over the bulge she had felt as they danced. It was bigger, hotter and harder now.

She stroked it and his hips twitched. Then he kissed her mouth fiercely. Cornelia melted and cried into his lips.

Chapter 3

They held hands as they entered the hotel suite. She felt safe with her tiny white hand in his big, strong, black one. Then she made them cocktails from the hotel bar and cooler, Bacardi rum, coconut and fruit juice. She dimmed the lights and put on some soft music. They sat next to each other on a couch and sipped on their cocktails as they kissed and stroked each other.

At one point, Dez took her glass, put it down and pulled her astride his lap. He eased her dress up to her hips and pulled her pussy onto his hardness. She blushed, feeling his one hand exploring her ass cheeks, making her body shiver. 

Then he cupped her chin, raised her face and his big, dark, brown eyes bore down into hers.

"You are a very beautiful woman. Thanks for this wonderful night.

His lips descended on hers and they kissed languidly. His tongue entered her mouth and explored her oral cavity, making her dizzy. Then he pulled back and her tongue followed. She licked and lapped up his lips, then she bore down on him and entered his mouth. Dez moaned and sucked on her tongue as she explored his mouth gently and made his tongue dance with hers. Her hands roamed all over his chest. Then she opened his buttons and gazed at her pale hands on his dark muscles.

"This is so funny, so unreal and so erotic," she rasped. "Have you ever been with a white woman?"

"No! You?" He laughed. "Have you ever been with a white woman?"

"No, I have never been with a white woman," she laughed. "I have never been with a black man. But you have had white girls, I know. They love you, Don't they?"

He simply chuckled.

"I am too old for you."

"You think so..." He took her hand and put it over his crotch. She stroked, feeling a long hardness. She rasped and then she pulled her hand away, blushing.

"You are naughty..." she pinched his nipple sharply. He gasped she laughed sweetly into his mouth. She took his hands and placed them on her breasts.

"Do you like them?"

"Uh huh!" was all he managed, as he squeezed them, and they felt like thick, soft, hot, fleshy cushions. She moaned and kissed him deeply. He dropped one hand to her lap and stroked her inner thighs. She moaned and started rubbing her cunt onto his cock. He eased his big hand between her legs. She blushed as he cupped her pussy through her thongs. He squeezed and felt her dripping, hot moistness. She shuddered and bit his lower lip, hr hips grinding her cunt into his hand. 

"I wanna make love to you," he rasped.

"Lets go to the bedroom, its more comfortable. Wait, I need to brush my teeth first, I will come and get you in second."

Chapter 4

Dez sat back and sipped his cocktail. Cornelia went into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. Then she dropped her dress and thongs. She applied perfume to her neck and the trimmed bush above her pussy. She opened a drawer and took out a short, lace, transparent, cream dress. She slipped it on. It had a deep front ad an open back. She slipped on the matching, tiny thong. She gazed at herself in the mirror and blushed. But she liked what she saw. She spruced up her make up and lipstick and combed her hair quickly. She wanted Dez' first white pussy to be special. She went and stood in the door way, with a hand on her hip and called out to him. He looked up at her and gasped. Then he seemed to run at her.

"Damn! You look amazing!" he gasped and hugged her, kissing her forcefully as he fondled her body under the dress. She cupped his crotch, wrapped her hand around the thick rod in his pants and squeezed.

"This feels good. I know I am gonna have fun tonight," she rasped and led him in, her ass swinging so sexily, making him nearly cum in his pants. He smacked it and she giggled and wagged it.

The lights were dimmed and she led him straight to her large bed. Then she turned, raised herself on her tip toes and kissed his thick lips. 

"I want you be happy. I am a bit shy, but I want to do anything you want. You are the first man I am going to sleep with, since my divorce."

"Lets have fun baby, we both deserve it," He covered her mouth with his as he grabbed and squeezed her ass and she hissed into his lips. She started grinding her cunt on his cock to the music, her hips rolling round and round. Her hands slowly unbuttoned his shirt all the way. She pulled it out of his pants and moaned as she gazed at his dark torso. Then she stroked the bulge in his pants and trembled.

"My!!! May I have a closer look!" she sank down before him and took off his shoes. She reached up, smiling into his face so sweetly as she opened his longs and pulled his zip down. Then she hooked her thumbs into his under pants and pulled them down his legs with his pants. His thick, black cock pressed into her neck. She pulled back and gazed at the thick, long, dark shaft, with thick veins that were pulsing with blood.

"Mmmm! That is beautiful. Do you have a license for this," she teased sweetly as she scooped his manhood into her soft, gentle, shaking hands and stroked it lovingly, giving it a look worth a million bucks and he felt so good. She stroked back the foreskin and a thick, shiny, dark head emerged, gleaming dully. The scent of his cock filled her noise and her mouth watered tremendously. She felt a carnal hunger.

"Its so sweet. And so beautiful..." she slowly brought it to her mouth and gave the head a nice, slow lick. "Mmmm! My husband used to make me do that. It was all he wanted. And nos ex. The selfish bastard. I didn't use to enjoy it and stopped doing it for him," she licked it, bathing it in her saliva. "Tell me to stop if you don't like it."

"I love it," he rasped huskily. "Please don't stop!" 

She moaned and ran her tongue all over his shaft, tongue stroking and lapping it like a tasty, chocolate lolly. She was shivering and groaning deep in her chest as she tortured him with the heat of her tongue. Dez' hips twitched and his cock hardened like a rock. 

"Mmmmm! You taste good darling!" she moaned. Just as he thought it could get better, she started rolling his tip round and round on her hot, slippery tongue tracing the rim.

"You like it?" she asked, looking so sweetly up at him and he shivered as he felt the heat of her tongue.

"Uh huh!" he responded huskily.

"I never thought I would do this, but I love it. Would you like me to try and take it in my mouth?"

"Yes please!"

"But don't cum. I don't wanna drink it!" she said in a voice that said the opposite.

She vacuumed his dark shaft between her pink lips and moaned around the thick head, as her tongued lapped and stroked it. Then she wrapped her mouth around him like a hot, wet, tight pussy and smacked her lips. She took a hip in each hand, looked up into his eyes, smiling sweetly around his dick, and started bobbing her head, gently pumping his hips to meet her.

"Ah!!!!!" Dez groaned and his cock got so big and hard he thought it would explode to shreds. Cornelia bore down on him, taking more and more into her mouth till he was touching the back of her mouth. Her sucking slowly built up in urgency, and she was making loud slurping sounds in the back of her throat, her eyes shining up at him. Her pale skin was now blushing crimson. Dez felt his cock just melt into her mouth. He thought it had just dissolved and she had swallowed the resulting liquid all up. But his excited nerve endings kept sending incensing messages that made his whole body tingle and he knew it was still there, feeling so good.

Cornelia started moaning and bobbing with carnal greed and urgency, slurping and sucking him so hard. As her hand cupped his balls and squeezed and stroked them, he gave a sharp groan, stiffened and then his hips were jerking like he was spastic, violently and out of control. His balls exploded to shreds and his cock jerked in her mouth and spurted a fiery shot of cum into her mouth, and another one and another one.

She had said not to cum, but she did not call him a jerk. She only moaned and shuddered at his knees, and sucked and swallowed so hard that he exploded, again and again and she drank him dry.

"Thanks," she rasped huskily, after licking his cock clean. Then she kept licking it and it started getting hard again. 

"Ohhh!!!!" Dez moaned. He pulled her to her feet and kissed her. She devoured his lips softly but hungrily, rubbing against him feverishly. He got caught up her lust and ripped her lace dress off over her head. 

He made her climb onto her hands and knees on the bed. He gazed at her fine, thick pale ass in the tiny creamy thong and it was one of the sexiest sights he had ever seen. He salivated. 

"Damn! I love that ass! Roll it for me!"

Cornelia was excited by his words but she was too shy. She rolled on to her back and kept her legs closed, blushing. "Come to me honey."

Dez climbed onto the bed besides her. He couldn't believe how excited he was. He had had fantasies of fucking Cornelia once in a while but never thought he would do it, and there he was now.

Hands shaking, he hooked his digits into her tight thongs and slowly peeled them off, all the way down her sexy legs. She was breathing fast and blushing. He gently eased her thighs apart and he was staring into her white pussy. Her pussy was covered by a soft, lush brown bush. She had long, pink lips, that were so swollen they looked purple. Her gash was dripping with wetness. 

Dez smelled her pussy and his cock leaped to full hardness as his mouth watered. Dez went down into her arms and kissed her mouth as he stroked her breasts and pulled on her nipples. Cornelia moaned into his mouth. His face went lower and his lips kissed her chin and then went down to her neck and chest, worshiping her body. 




The Second Foundation Pt. 05



His hand went down to the soft curve of her belly, stroking her. Then it went down between her legs and his digits ran lightly through her bush as he feasted on her breasts ravenously. He stroked her slit, up and down, running his fingers over her slippery, soft lips and she cried. Then he eased a digit into her hole and teased her engorged opening. Cornelia cried and grabbed onto his head, pulling his face down to her thick breasts, staring at his dark lips devouring her thick, pale tits.

"Oh yes! This is so sexy. I love that baby! That is so good!"

Dez raised his face and gazed at his dark fingers exploring and stroking her sticky pink gash. He pushed his digit in and she raised her thighs and rolled against it. He started fingering her hole and rubbing her clit and she went ecstatic.

"Oh! Yes!!! Yes!!!"

Dez smelled her cunt and couldn't wait any longer. He pushed his body downwards and eased himself between her parted thighs. He grabbed her lips and gazed into her pink pussy. Cornelia blushed with shyness.

"You have such a beautiful pussy as well," he rasped and she moaned. Then his dark face dipped down to her cunt and he opened his mouth wide and enveloped her in his hot mouth. Dez moaned as he tasted her and he started munching her hungrily. His thick, hot tongue stroked her gash as he sucked and slurped her copious, salty juices. Cornelia cried as excruciatingly wonderful sensations ripped through her crotch. She rolled her hips and fucked his face lustily. Dez bore down on her, wriggling his long tongue into her hole, teasing her, driving her insane with pleasure. He groaned with his own pleasure, and carnal lust as her musky female juices poured into his mouth and he slurped them down his throat. 

Cornelia went wild with lust that she had never felt before. She grabbed his head and pushed him to her cunt as she pushed it out at his mouth. As Dez slid two digits into her hole and started stroking and finger fucking her, whilst devouring her clit ravenously, Cornelia came so hard she screamed the house down. Her hips popped and her body writhed violently. 

As she recovered, Dez crawled to her face ad kissed her. Then he knelt over her and fed his black cock into her pink mouth again. Cornelia sucked it greedily and got it fully hard. Then she spread her thighs and raised her knees, pulling him on top.

"Wait," she said and slid two thick pillows under her shoulders, "I want to see your beautiful black cock entering me!" 

"take my black cock and put it in that white pussy!" 

She giggled and blushed like a girl as she took him in her firm hand, stroked him and then brought him to her hole. She slotted him in her opening and and pulled his tip inside, then she released his cock.

"Now, push it in, slowly. Please."

Dez moaned at her hot tightness as he slowly entered her hot, slippery pink hole, feeling it clutch at his cock! Her pussy stretched lewdly around his thick meat as he sank it in all the way.

"Fuck! You are so tight!"

"I haven't had sex in years! Oh that feels so good. I am so full... Take your time, yes please... Oh damn! You are good. Yes, it feels like you are dancing... Oh!!! Oh!!!! Shit. Honey! You are good. Desmond, I am really enjoying this, yes!!!"

Cornelia moaned in a sweet, soft voice as she started rolling her hips to meet his deep, slow thrusts. Dez forgot all about his pleasure, as he gazed at her fantastic pussy taking his cock, and her curvy hips rolling round and round, up and down to meet him. Her face was switching between being happy and radiant and being contorted into a lust filled grimace.

He fucked her slowly for what seemed like a wonderful eternity. Then her pussy started contracting around him and her lips curled back into a vicious snarl...

"Ah yes!!!! Keep it up. I am cuming baby! Oh yes! Don't stop! Yes!!!!" she moaned sweetly and her lower belly started convulsing. Then her hips were popping sharply.

Feeling her cunt grab and tug at his cock as she came, Dez groaned huskily and lowered himself on her, propping himself up on his elbows and started pounding her. She wrapped her arms around him and grabbed his taut ass cheeks. She gave them a slap and he started hammering her cunt. She immediately started writhing and moaning sharply, and her lusty hips hurled her pussy to meet his hard, big dick as it pounded her sloshing cunt.

"Ah!!!! Ah!!!! Yes!!!! Yesss!!!!"

She cried so sharply on every thrust, as if in pain and Dez was inspired to maddening heights of lust. His cock started getting real hot as her pussy wrapped tighter and tighter around his dick and the lusty mama fucked him back, harder and faster. He started feeling dizzy as the earth seemed to tilt and turn upside down, but his hips couldn't stop moving.

Cornelia was now bawling loud and sharply, as the bed creaked underneath them. She sank her talons into his ass and he felt a sharp pain. It incensed him to bite his lip and fuck her even harder. Then suddenly his head, his body and his cock and balls all seemed to just explode. He jerked out of control as his balls erupted, again and again. Cornelia came again and she jerked so violently, her arms and legs locked tightly around him, her lips clamped tightly around his as she sucked his tongue out of his mouth, or so it felt.

Dez collapsed on top of her, body covered in sweat and groaned, and gasped, feeling like a million bucks.

Cornelia got up and made one cocktail for the both of them. 

They drank, lying in each other's arms, limbs intertwined, as they languidly explored each other's body. His fingers slowly made their way to her slick, sticky cunt. She scooped up a big breast and fed him. As he devoured it she started fucking his hand. Then she was stroking his cock.

Dez made her bend over, close to the edge of the bed and he took place behind her, on the floor. He told her to wag it. She blushed and giggled. He smacked and pinched it and she rasped ad wiggled it. Then he entered her from behind. 

She started moaning as he fucked her slowly and gently. Then when her pussy started contracting and she was moaning sweetly, he grabbed her hips tight, yanked her thick, fine ass onto his pelvis as he rammed his engorged cock into her. The young black man's hips produced succulent slaps as he pounded her orgasming cunt and Cornelia rushed from one shattering orgasm to the next, bawling her lungs out, her head tossing wildly, her body jerking and twisting as if she was in demonic throes. At one point she just went limp. 

Dez chuckled and asked her if she was all right.

"Yes I am honey," she rasped weakly, smiling at him. "Very fine."

Dez chuckled and then he flipped her over onto her belly and entered from behind. He started her off slow, rolling his hips and dancing in her pussy, slowly bringing it to boil. She started rolling her hips to meet him, moaning into the bed covers. As a searing heat spread in her loins, Cornelia couldn't help it, she twisted her brow as if in pain and started lunging back at him, skewering her cunt on his cock, groaning with joy as it was rammed deep into her cunt.

"Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!!! Yesss!!! Yessss!!!!"

"You like that huh, you horny bitch! Want me to fuck you real hard! And fuck you out of your mind!!!"

"Yessss!!!! Fuck me out of my mind Dez! Fuck me with that big, black cock!!! I wanna feel you explode inside me!"

Dez bit his lower lip and fucked her so hard he thought he would dent her ass. He grabbed on tightly to her hips as he shoved his thick, hard cock into her tight, stretched pink pussy, again and again. Cornelia went wild and started cumming hard. Her pussy squeezed so tight around him he had to hammer his dick in with all his might, and it was a task he performed eagerly. 

"Uh!!! Uh!!! Uh!!!" he gave deep, sharp, guttural grunts as he yanked his cock back, banged it in, smashing his hips into her ass, pulled back and did it again, like he wanted to pound her to an oblivion.

The white woman bawled so loud he thought the hotel security would come running. And she was rearing like a wild stallion, her hair flying wildly. Then she threw her head down and started banging her fists on the bed. Again, she seemed like she had demons and Dez must have thought he was the exorcist for he kept fucking her so hard until she stopped that screaming, rearing shit and just lay face down, ass up, with her pussy being stretched and hammered by a big, black rod.

Dez' dick started feeling so hot from the friction he was sure it would have made water evaporate on contact. And it was so engorged he thought it might just burst like a car tire under immense pressure. But he couldn't stop moving. His hips kept going faster till they were moving in a blur. And then his orgasm came!!! He knew it was going to be an intense one. He buried his black dick inside her white pussy, and then his balls exploded like a volcano. It was so intense he screwed his face and bawled at the ceiling like a moron. He collapsed on top of the moaning, writhing, well fucked woman feeling so good he thought he would die. 

They fell asleep in that position. 

Chapter 5

In the morning, Cornelia woke him up with breakfast and coffee. She was wearing a short gown, and looking like she had just run three marathons in a row and won them all, in other words, exhausted but very happy.

It being a Saturday, they had a relaxed, laid back day. They went out for walks, food and shopping, always coming back in between to fuck.

Dez asked Cornelia what she wanted. She said she was not sure her daughter could handle it if they were lovers. Therefore she said the sex should remain a one off thing.

Dez was like, "All right." Then he fucked her long and good.

They returned to Kirschberg. Dez never made moves on Cornelia, but she was getting restless with want and need. She wanted his dick back in her. He let her suffer, till one evening, they were waking late in the office and she just jumped onto his lap and started kissing him and dry humping him.

Then he fucked her on the desk they shared. Cornelia bawled and humped him back lustily. After two evenings, she came crawling into his bed at night for their bedrooms were next to each other. She sucked his dick and then he rolled on top of her and put her legs up high. He fucked her long and hard. She tried to stifle her moans but after a while she was bawling with joy. Dez fucked her secretly for a while.

Then one day, when Anja was supposed to be visiting Tom overnight, Dez and Cornelia were fucking on the living room couch when Anja came home unexpectedly.

Cornelia didn't see her daughter, for she was riding Dez on the couch with her back to the door.

Anja stopped dead in her tracks in the door way, seeing her pale mom squatting over Dez, who was holding her pale ass and sliding his thick dark cock in and out of the hole that she had come out of. And her mom was going wild, rearing like a stallion and fucking the skin off Dez' cock as she screamed for him to rip her white pussy. It was such a shocking but very arousing sight for her.

Anja was shocked and retreated into the dark passageway, then she lifted her skirt up and started frigging her dripping, itchy pussy and pinching her nipples as she saw her mom getting black fucked out of her mind. She couldn't believe Dez' stamina. He flipped her mom onto her knees and stood behind her, grabbing her hips and jamming his cock deep inside her. Then he started pounding her to an oblivion. Cornelia shrieked that she was cumming all the time and Anja could tell she was. Her mom was fucked insane, screaming and pounding the seat of the couch in a frenzy. Dez fucked her till he reduced her to a shuddering, happy heap. Cornelia knelt there, heaving and moaning, face down ass up. 

The black man looked so scary and sexy to her, with his bulging, sweat covered muscles that were flexing as he slowed it down and danced in Cornelia's orgasming cunt. Then he picked up the pace and pounded her mom to an oblivion, slamming his hips into her ass, spearing her stretched pink pussy on his thick, long African spear. 

Then the black man was grunting and groaning and as he came inside her screaming mom's pussy. Anja came hard again, stifling her gasps as she leaned against the wall, thighs spread, frigging her clit.

Her mom jumped up giggling with joy, kissed Dez said she was going to clean up. Dez told her to wait for him in the bedroom.

Then to Anja's horror, she saw him approaching her, stroking his smeared, softened, but still long cock.

"Did you like watching me fuck your mom!" he rasped, as he stood before her in the faintly lit passage way.

"You lied to us. You said it was just for the papers."

"You liked watching. I saw you rubbing your clit and cuming. I want you to clean my cock up and taste your mom! Then I want you to suck it!"

"You are sick! Get away from me!"

Dez confidently cupped the back of her head and she felt powerless as he pushed her down on her haunches. He towered over her, bloating out the light. She felt small and felt a desire to succumb to him, something she always felt around him, and the reason why she hated him. He planted his powerful legs on either side of her and took a wad of her hair gently, making her look up in his dark face. Then he brought his cock to her lips.

Heart thudding like a drum, Anja felt paralyzed as his salty, smeared cock was rubbed onto her soft mouth. She couldn't believe how excited she was as he made her lap his cock. She lapped it like a cat, tasting his cum and her mom's juices. She felt so dirty and so aroused. He started growing hard and she started licking him eagerly, feeling so wild and excited. Then he put his cock in her mouth and grabbed forehead in his big hand and started pumping her mouth on his meat. 

"Yeah suck my cock, you little slut! Taste your mom! Suck it good and make it burst!"

Anja started moaning and slurping. Then she was frigging her bursting clit and bobbing lustily. His meat kept swelling larger and larger, threatening to split her lips, and she kept getting hungrier for it. She moaned as she slurped and sucked for all she was worth.

"Shit! You suck a damn good Anja. You are making me happy. Suck it baby! Show me how much you can take!"

Anja went wild, and bore down on him, forcing as much of his throbbing, spongy cock in as she could take. She moaned as she forced the spongy shaft into her throat. She felt like she would burst but kept pushing till she had it all in. He grabbed her head and yanked her to his pubes, shoving it in all the way. Her throat screamed but Anja kept him in her until he finally released her and pulled back. She threw her head back as if she had just taken a hit of a very strong drug. She gasped, her eyes flaming at the black cock as she stroked it. 

She felt like a woman possessed. She cried with want and sucked it back into her mouth and bobbed and slurped away ferociously, not bothering to stifle her moans any longer. His dick made wet, clicking sounds in her drooling mouth as she jerked him and sucked the skin off his meat. 

"Fuck! You are gonna make me burst in your face. Is that what you want?"

"Uh huh!" she moaned around his cock sweetly.

Dez took her face in both hands and made her look up as he fucked her in deep, smooth thrusts, using her for his joy. She started cuming on her fingers and kept cuming, wrapping her mouth as tightly as she could around him and sucking as hard as she had ever done. He smacked her cheek lightly and told her to lighten it up a bit. Then his cock was pushing past her lips all the way to the back of her throat and back and it felt so good and had her drooling in gallons.

He seemed to fuck her face for an eternity, rasping and groaning, sometimes keeping his fat head buried in the back of her mouth and grinding. Finally, he pulled back and kept his head in her mouth and told her to jerk the shaft real fast and suck it good, like a nice, sweet, little young whore!

Anja cried with lust and did it. He stiffened. He in inhaled sharply. And then he groaned softly, deep in his chest as his cock started leaping and spitting creamy cum in her mouth. Anja came all over her fingers, writhing at his feet as she sucked and swallowed, feeling his thick cum dragging on her tongue all the way down her throat.

He leaned into the wall above her, sighing. Then he pulled back and made her lick his balls and cock clean.

"I didn't wanna do that!" she rasped, with cum on her chin.

"You came so much, you little slut. I liked fucking your mouth!"

"I hate you!"

"No bitch! You love me! Look at you. You are still stroking your pussy."

he chuckled and walked away, to go and fuck her mom no doubt. Anja felt jealous and angry as she drove back to Tom.

Anja told Tom about Dez fucking her mom but she left out the bit about sucking him. They worked each other into a rage, saying Dez was after the business. Then next morning at work, Anja confronted her mom. She said it was embarrassing for her that her mom was a "nigger whore!"

Cornelia slapped her across the face and told her if she had a problem with it, she could move out. She also threatened to fire Tom, when he tried to get involved. 

It was the first time Dez saw her get real angry with Anja.

Now, Anja and Tom were really beginning to piss Dez off for they called the cops saying he had a fake marriage with Cornelia, trying to get him kicked out of the country. It was only fortunate that when the cops came to make a surprise visit, they found the two of them fucking so they could not say shit.

Chapter 6

Around that time, Laetitia and Maria both gave birth to Dez' children. Laetitia had a boy and Maria had a girl. Dez took a week off from work to see his children.

He was so happy as he held the kids, his own flesh and blood. Laetitia and Maria had each married a guy from the factory, to make him legal and to have a loving man and a good, big, hard black cock handy. Dez met the brothers and they were cool. They were not sneaky ass holes like Aidee. They knew he was the children's daddy and that he had gotten them out of a shit situation.

Angela flew to Rome to meet him and she accompanied him and was happy to see the kids that were siblings of the twins she was carrying in her stomach. Angela didn't like Laetitia too much but Dez thought it was just some internal, Italian regional shit and he didn't care. Anyway, Angela cradled both kids lovingly. 

When Dez returned to Germany, Angela flew back to town and stayed with Dez in his new apartment for the two weeks she was in town. Dez told her about his problem with Tom and Anja. Angela told him to put Tom in his place, on his knees, with something big and black in his mouth and ass.

As they chatted about the massage place, Dez told Angela about the German dad who had made him indecent proposals.

Angela "googled" Karl Heinz Feilhaber. She gasped, as she realized that he was a rich broker, with his own firm.

"Dez! You fool! This guy is rich! And he wants to be dominated and enslaved by a black man. You are going to make him fly you first class to Munich, put you up in a five star Hotel, and you are going to make him your slave."

"Look, with your husband, that was for a reason. But just going to meet this guy alone? That is so gay!"

"Desmond, father of my unborn twins, you will abuse this German, fuck his white face and ass and piss all over him for that is what he desires of you! I know rich white men and the Japanese like that, in fact, they need it. You will make him pay you and I swear he will do it gladly. If you don't, I will put you across my knee and spank you."

Dez realized Angela was right, as he thought of Karl Heinz Feilhaber. He couldn't wait to abuse that guy and make him feel good, giving him what he needed.

Chapter 7

Angela helped him set it up. She advised him and he called Karl Heinz and told him to book him a flight and put him up in a fine suite. Karl Heinz was so happy to hear from Dez, for the guy had sent him many postcards and even called him at work a couple of times, repeating his offer. Dez told him to pick him up at the airport. Karl Heinz came dressed up real nicely, with his handsome well shaved. He tried to hug Dez like they were lovers.




The Second Foundation Pt. 05



He drove the black man to his hotel suite. Now, Dez could tell that Karl Heinz thought they would have a sweet, little homosexual affair. The guy tried to hug and tongue kiss him. Dez pushed him back and told him

"Ah ah, Karl Heinz. We are not lovers, you are my slut and slave!"

"No man! I really like you. You are so attractive. I wanna hold you and make love to you. I have never felt like this about another man!"

"Shut up Karl Heinz. You are my bitch!"

"I am paying you!"

"I want you to go down on your knees, spit on my shoes and shine them with your hands."

"No!"

"Yes!"

Dez looked in his eyes and pushed him down to his feet. Karl Heinz blushed and did it, smarting. He spat and shined both shoes. Dez knew he had the bitch.

He made him suck his dick and bust one to his jaws. Then he took him shopping, in women's shops. He got him to try on and buy nice, short skirts, stockings, high heeled shoes and wigs, make up, and a leash and collar. Then they got him a butt plug and porn DVDs with blow jobs, for Dez told him he could do better. Karl Heinz said he didn't want to be fucked up the ass, and that thing about dresses and make up... Dez told him to just shut up.

He took him to the hotel, made him suck dick again and made him dress in drag. Then he took the leash and led him around town. Karl Heinz was so embarrassed, but Dez could tell he was thrilled too. And the guy was so obedient. He took him to eat and then they want to a movie.

Back in the suite, Dez made him crawl to him and put his feet in his face and told him to lick. Karl Heinz did it slavishly, moaning with lust. Dez chuckled and the guy seemed hurt but kept doing it. He made him clean his feet with his tongue. Then he pulled him up and made him lick his balls and the guy started moaning. Dez laughed and raised his legs and told him to eat his ass crack and clean it up, for it was sweaty and stuff from the long flight. Karl Heinz groaned and slurped and swiped away with gusto even as he blushed with shame. What a whore. Dez told him to get deep in that ass with his tongue.

He stood up and towered over him, as he made Karl Heinz kneel at his feet and slapped his face with his dick, spat into his mouth and fucked his mouth like a little whore. He treated him the same way they had treated Yvonne and the guy loved it, beaming and moaning as he threw his mouth at the big, black cock. Dez bust a big one in his mouth and face and made him lick his dick clean.

Dez then made him bend over and fucked his ass with a lubed, big, black dildo. Karl Heinz loved it and started moaning and rolling his ass like a happy whore. Dez loved the sight, so he got up and fucked him up the ass, making him suck his hole off his cock and really insulting and making fun of his bitch. He bust one in his hole and sent him to his wife wearing thongs with cum leaking down his thighs.

Karl Heinz had a wife and an eighteen year old daughter, as well as a younger one. Dez wanted to fuck his wife. He made the guy bring her the next day and they had some wine. She was OK looking. And she was gazing at Dez with fascination and lust. After they were all a bit drunk, Dez told her he was going to fuck her and Karl Heinz was cool with that. She gasped and looked at her husband and he nodded meekly. The wife was confused, but she got aroused from Dez just taking her and making her do as he pleased. He didn't beg for it like her wimp bi husband, he took her like a man. She did as Dez told her, obeying him. He fucked her face in front of the husband. Then he made her bend over her husband's face and fucked her as Karl Heinz ate her pussy. She was shocked as Dez started fucking her man's face. But it turned her on and she started fucking Dez lustily. Dez came in her pussy and made Karl Heinz lick her clean. She couldn't believe the way he was dominating them both, especially her husband. She got so wet.

Dez made her husband deep throat his dick and swallow it all. Then he sent the German home to the kids and the wife stayed. He gave her what she had been missing all her life, a nice, long, thorough, all night fuck. Then she gave him all the details about Karl Heinz, how much he was worth, where he kept what, everything. 

He fucked her most of the morning and then sent her home. He dropped by Karl Heinz' office in the afternoon and ad him suck his dick and then fucked him up the ass, with his secretary and associates just behind the door, which wasn't locked.

Then he told him to bring his eighteen year old daughter around. She was younger, hotter and even more of a cock slut than her mom, and she didn't mind her dad sucking her black lover's cum out of her mouth and tasting her young ass off the black cock.

The following evening, Dez fucked all three together, in their home. The mom and daughter saw Karl Heinz coming in in drag and taking black cock like a whore much worse than them. 

Dez told the women to get off the pill, he was coming back to knock them up. The young daughter insisted on coming to Kirschberg with him for a couple of weeks. Her parents said they would fake something and help her cut school.

Two weeks later, she was knocked up. And then when she went back home, her mom came over to get his. 

And it wasn't for free either. Dez told Feilhaber he would take care of him and his family, for a fixed fee of 10 000, all included. Feilhaber agreed, for he was rich, and he did not want to disobey his master. And it was so nice for his family to have a black master. And be black owned. 

Dez had so much work, so he thought it was about high time he started recruiting some brothers to take some of the work load.

Chapter 8

A day after Dez left the Munich couple, Angela called Cornelia over to Italy and invited her to one of her houses, a beautiful villa with a sparkling pool, set on a hillside on the Adriatic coast. Cornelia was eager to please Angela as she owned two thirds of her company. Angela introduced Cornelia to some hot debauchery. 

They relaxed on deck chairs by a pool in the sun, on a villa overlooking a clear, blue ocean. Cornelia was blushing profusely from the skimpy thong bikini Angela insisted she wear. And she couldn't believe how horny she was soon feeling. Her nipples were hard as rocks and her pussy was itchy as hell. She didn't know that Angela had laced the tasty, strong cocktails she gave her with E and some aphrodisiacs and stimulants. 

The two of them were catered to by hot, sexy, pretty, exotic girls in skimpy, sexy costumes that left very little hidden.

Three girls started massaging her as another three worked Angela. Their touch seemed to set her over sensitized skin on fire. Then the girls were stripping her and touching her body in indecent ways and instead of screaming at them to stop, she found herself moaning and pushing hr tits at them for two sweet mouths to suck on as she spread her thighs for some skilled fingers that started working her pussy. 

She couldn't believe she was lying by a pool, getting her tits sucked by two exotic beauties as another was giving her wonderful pussy massage. Horrifying enough as this was for Cornelia, she nearly died of shock when she suddenly remembered Angela and turned to find her getting the same treatment.

But Angela wasn't shocked, she was enjoying. And she told Cornelia

"Don't fight it, enjoy."

Then she was pulling a young beauty between her thighs and feeding her a fat, dripping cunt to suck and chew on. Cornelia gasped, then her own pussy was engulfed in a hot mouth. She turned to see a sexy, young Asian girl giving her pussy a tongue and lip massage and it was beautiful. Languidly, she sank back in the deck chair and got eaten. 

One girl fed her grapes as the other spread ice cream on her tits and ate it off her. After a while, she let go and got her pussy eaten by a girl young enough to be her daughter. That week, Angela broke her in. By the third day, Cornelia was tonguing Angela and eating her pussy. Angela called her talented. By the fifth, she had eaten ass and decided that she better add girls to her diet. Cornelia surprised even Angela with her eagerness to eat pussy and ass and tits. Just as well, for there would be a young pussy waiting to get eaten by her at home.

For as she was discovering pussy and learning to accept Angela as her mistress, Dez was dealing with her daughter and her boyfriend.

Chapter 9

Anja was not informed that Cornelia would be going to Italy. She came home to her mom's house to find Dez all alone, watching TV. Dez looked up at her.

Anja was now having a black phase, or so her mom said. Dez knew she was doing it to piss off her mom. When not at work, she now always dressed in black. And always skimpy shit, like in tiny, black hot pants that went up her crack and cupped her cunt tightly, outlining her slit, or black mini skirts a little wider than belts and skimpy black tops or black fishnet or lace. She also wore a black leather dog collar with silver pikes. She had also gotten her tongue pierced and had a pair of wings tattooed on her back, from her shoulders all the way to her ass.

Cornelia was pissed as hell about that shit, but as usual, she couldn't say shit to her daughter. 

Anja's black phase had started when she found out that her mom fucking Dez, the same night he had offered her his dick and she had sucked it straight from her mom's pussy.

Dez gazed at the nineteen year old girl in black as she walked in. Anja had a long, pale face with a melancholic beauty to it. Her skin was milky pale. She had big, dark, glassy eyes, a pointed nose, a long, thin mouth that was a glossy, dark purple gloss. Black seemed to be her favorite color. Her formerly blond hair was now a smooth, raven black mane, and her trimmed brows and long lashes were jet black. 

She was very tall and had a slim, lithe body. She had perky, medium sized breasts, a well toned torso, and the waist of a wasp. A silver ring sparkled in her pierced belly button. She had slim, curvy hips and long, creamy, supple thighs and endless, shapely legs. Anja had two big wings tattooed on her back, all the way from the shoulders to her hips.

Dez preferred his girls with more meat on the bone, but there was something sexy about the slim girl. He certainly wanted to see how her round, taut, pale ass globes looked, split by his big, black cock.

Anja got on his nerves for several reasons. Well, like most German girls, she was bossy and arrogant and used to pushing men around. She was always in a foul mood, always scowling and bitching, sneering at everyone and everything.

She had a meanness to her. She treated her stupid cunt of a boyfriend like shit, but he was too eager to date the boss' daughter or just a wimp. Dez had seen her flirt with guys and lead them on, but as son as a guy hit on her, she would punk him and put him down cruelly, making him feel like shit. It was only then she would smile.

Dez always thought she needed something to loosen her up and make her smile real quick, and that was a big, black dick. Tom was probably not fucking her good at all, Dez could imagine. There was something boring and something weak, wimpy and submissive about the white blond. Certainly, he let Anja push him around.

"Where is mom?" Anja asked without greeting him.

"She is coming in a few minutes," he lied, for he was afraid she might run away from her lust if she knew they were alone. Ever since he had cum in her mouth, Anja avoided being alone with him. "Listen. I need to talk to you."

"I have nothing to say to you!" she said flippantly.

"Come on Anja," Dez became all charming. He knew that Anja and Tom liked to smoke weed and drink beer and hang around doing fuck all all day if they could. So he had bought a big, fat bag of weed.

"Listen," he smiled and showed it to her. "Its all yours, but lets smoke and drink a beer. I wanna apologize to you. Thanks that you didn't tell your mom about the other night. I don't know what came over me! Its just that you are so beautiful. I am really sorry Anja. Please believe me."

Anja did sit down, lured by the weed and the fact that Dez was being so polite to her for usually he always showed her that he didn't hold much of her and Tom. 

Anja was really surprised that he became very charming and flattering to her. She began to feel warm around the heart for he spoke with honey on his tongue and Anja was a conceited snob who thought she was the shit. It pleased her that one who normally despised her had turned her around. For deep down inside Anja knew that Dez despised her with good reason. She knew she was a fuck up. But she blamed it all on her mom. And she preferred people who told her she was cool and beautiful, and intelligent, like Dez started doing, cleverly, so as not to arouse her suspicion.

Anja was dressed in her typical, skimpy, black clothing, a tiny backless halter top, to show off the wings tattooed on her back, and a short, tight black mini mini skirt that hardly covered her crotch. It was glued so tightly to her small, round ass globes and Dez couldn't wait to stick his dick up in her. She wore mid thigh fishnet stockings and black leather boots that went up to mid calf. The spiked dog collar was around her neck as usual. Her lips were a dark purple shade and her eyes were lined with black pencil. 

As they smoked, Dez made them both strong cocktails. He pretended to take a call from Cornelia and told her her mom had to meet the hotel management for an hour or so and would be back late.

Anja was now feeling good and she wanted to smoke and booze with him, so she was happy her mom would be a while longer. Her mom always bitched about her booze and weed consumption.

Now, Anja was warming up to Dez fast for she had always found him attractive. If it wasn't for Tom, she would probably have fucked him way before her mom. She was pissed that her mom was getting all that good black dick and she wasn't. 

Anja became rather drunk and stoned immaculate. She started smiling at Dez as he chatted on and on, for Anja didn't talk much. 

Dez told her they should go and smoke the last one in her room as her mom would be coming soon and she hated the smell of weed. Anja agreed. Dez let her lead, putting his big, warm hand on the small of her back. His cock stirred as he gazed at her round cheeks rolling in her skimpy skirt.

They sank besides each other on a couch and he fired up a big, strong joint. They passed it back and forth, and Anja was taking deep, greedy puffs. 

She started bitching about life, as usual. Dez looked at her like a predator eying its prey. 

When the joint roached, Dez slid his arm around Anja and pulled her close to him. She came to him, giggling. He looked into her stoned eyes and they were misty with lust. His hand slid down her hip and he grabbed her small round ass cheek and stroked it and she shivered and gave deep chuckle. Then she started stroking his belly muscles with a pale, dainty hand.

"Hi hi hi. Do you think mom will be back soon?" Anja asked, thinking why should her mom be the one to get that big, black cock shoved in her. Dez looked into her foggy eyes and saw that she was ready to fuck.

He had known for a while that Anja wanted him. He knew he could make her suck his dick like he had done the first time and fuck her, but he wanted to punish her first. This girl was bossy and rude and used to weak German wimps that let themselves be bossed around by women. It was time for her to be broken and made to submit to a real, strong man.

Dez squeezed her ass very hard and she winced and then shivered.

"That's too hard!" she rasped but didn't move away.

"Shit Anja, you know I never thought much of skinny girls before, but after seeing your half naked ass all the time, I wanna shove my big, black cock in you and fuck the dog's shit out of you! I wanna fuck you like the stupid cunt of a whore that you are, you lazy, spoiled bitch!" he said in a dirty rasp.

"What!" Anja exclaimed, then she went mad. "Don't talk to me like that!"

"I know your wimpy boyfriend ain't fucking you right, with his little white dick! That's why you talk shit and act all fucked up! I am gonna drill you, you fucking cunt!" Dez said firmly, his dark eyes piercing hers, pinning her down. He shoved his hand under her top and grabbed a perky breast and he squeezed it like he owned it.

"Dez! You ass hole!" Anja sneered and tried to shove him away and get up.

But Dez grabbed her by the throat and pinned her to the couch. He gave her a murderous snarl that scared the shit out of her and paralyzed her for a second. 

"Listen bitch! I am going to use you and fuck you like my little whore and you are going to love it!"

"No!" Anja snarled ferociously, her eyes blazing.

"Yes!" 

Before she could react, Dez grabbed her by her dog collar, chocking her. Anja was mad as hell for she was a little tiger! She struggled ferociously but he was too strong for her, pinning her down easily. He grabbed her lower face in a tight grip and squeezed. Then he smacked her cheeks, not hard, just enough to really piss her off. She snarled and tried to kick him, but he slid on top of her and sat across her thighs. She hissed like an angry snake and tried to claw him but he caught both her skinny arms and pinned them together in one big hand.

"Listen bitch! You are pissing me off Anja. You know you want me to fuck you! Stop this shit or I will really get pissed. Your mama is in Italy. That ass belongs to me! Now stop that shit!" She tried to struggle and he made as if to hit her hard.

Anja winced in advance and cringed, her face going very pale.

"Next time I will hit you for real," he told her sincerely, shaking her by the dog collar. Anja whimpered like a beaten dog.

Dez moved on top of her, forcing his hips between her thighs.

Anja's senses were reeling. No man had ever done this to her. She felt scared, weak and powerless. Dez kept his hand wrapped around her collar, cutting off her breath as he shoved the other between her thighs, shoving up her short skirt. Anja tried to wriggle away frantically, but he grabbed her cunt and squeezed it hard. It was wet, for she had been getting horny till he started treating her like shit.

"You are fucking wet for the black cock you sucked the other night huh!"

She gurgled in her throat and struggled weakly, trying to bite his hand on her throat but he kept it out of reach and pinned her down. Dez grabbed her tiny black thong and yanked hard. The thin straps cut viciously into her hips as the tiny garment was stretched. It started creaking then it ripped apart. Dez tore it off her hips and growled at her to open her mouth or she would get hit hard. Whimpering she let him force her jaw open and gag her with her soaked thongs.

Anja's eyes became shiny with tears. 

"You crying now huh! Now, you know you been a bad girl Anja! I gotta punish you, slut!" Dez laughed and rapped her skull with his knuckles like she was an insolent child. Then he pinched and pulled her ears and nose hard, insulting her till she started crying like a child. He made her feel real small. 

And she couldn't believe it but she felt a perverted pleasure from it, like she deserved it.

Chapter 10

He looked at her pussy. Her bush was trimmed to a tiny black strip above her slit. She had long lips that were glued together. He licked his fingers.

"Stop crying you worthless cunt. I don't feel sorry for you!" 

Then he slapped his hand into her cunt and she felt him run his digits all over her lips, prying them apart. Then he shoved two long, thick digits into her hole roughly.

She was wet from her earlier arousal but it was still was painful and she winced and started crying. She tried to close her legs but Dez was lying between the tops of her thighs and he was too heavy. She felt helpless and sobbed. 




The Second Foundation Pt. 05



"You are crying now, but you will be crying with pleasure and begging me not to stop soon!" Dez told her and something about his confidence made her shudder. 

"Stop crying or I will shove my dick in your ass. Stop it!" Anja stopped and fought to stifle her heavy sobs. "Now, look at me finger fucking that sweet little pussy of yours."

Anja was stupefied as she gazed at Dez' dark digits working her hole. At first she was stiff and her pussy was clenched together, but his experienced digits soon coaxed it to relax, as he worked her skilfully, smoothly. He fingered her slick hole gently, smoothly, skilfully, rolling them in her tight tunnel and stroking the roof of her cunt that was so sensitive. 

She couldn't believe it. She hated this black man so much right now but she was enchanted and excited by seeing his dark fingers working her pussy. And it felt good. She groaned, trying to force her pussy to remain clenched and failing. In fact, when she squeezed it around his digits, it felt even better. 

Then as her pussy and hips and lower belly relaxed he started rolling his digits in her opening, teasing her soft, pink lips and the sensitive nerves in the mouth of her cunt and it felt so good. His slick thumb started stroking her clit and she felt sharp sensations rip through her crotch. Her hips were hit by spasms.

"I knew you would love that! Your pussy is getting wet!"

Anja whimpered. He was right. She couldn't believe that her body was responding positively as this black rogue forced himself on her. 

Dez wriggled two digits deeper into her hole rolling it around, stroking her rapidly moistening walls as his thumb massaged her hardening clit, sending sharp bolts of current ripping through her crotch.

She tried to turn away but he gripped her hair so hard she thought he would tear it out. Then he shoved two black digits all the way into her cunt, making her hips leap off the couch.

Her pussy moistened fast and his finger was soon moving with ease. Anja felt a prickly heat spreading in her loins. She couldn't believe that her skin was feeling all tingly. She was feeling a wanton pleasure at being dominated and taken by the black man. 

She cried in agony around the thongs in her mouth as her hips started responding, rolling against his digits. Showers washed all over her body, making her tremble.

"I knew you'd love it, you stupid cunt. Your pussy is getting so wet! Don't fight it. Give in. You are my slut!" He said it with such conviction that Anja felt so powerless. And yet his words excited her, as if she yearned to become his slut. She opened her thighs wider and pushed her cunt against his hand wantonly.

He laughed, released her throat and pulled the tongs out of her mouth.

"Dez! Please stop it! I don't want this!" she begged.

"Yeah right!" he snickered and grabbed a wad of her long black hair. He yanked her face to his and squashed his thick lips into hers. He lapped her lips, and they opened for him. He shoved his thick, long tongue into her mouth and kissed her forcefully, sucking hard and exploring her mouth as if he owned it. She started slurping and stopped herself, but her hips were rolling around his digit and her cunt was clutching at it.

"You love this don't you! You wanna be my slut don't you!"

"No!"

"Liar!" he sneered, as his palm slapped into her now very wet cunt. 

Dez put his hand under her chin and shoved her face back, forcing her to look at the ceiling. His hand left her cunt and then she heard some rustling. Then something fat, hot, spongy and blunt was poking into her pussy.

"No!" Anja cried and heaved desperately. Then something huge was shoved into her cunt. It felt like a hard log, only it was hot, fleshy and spongy.

Dez buried his huge dick in her pussy, to the hilt, stretching her making her feel like he was splitting her in two. She cried from the pain.

"How you like this big, black cock in your white pussy, you German cunt!"

"No! Take it out please Dez!" she begged, in anguish, wincing, for she had never been so stretched and filled with dick. 

"You will love it. All German girls love it! Lemme just stretch you a bit, it will hurt at first but you will love it." he told her, pulling her long legs up and hooking his arms around her knees, to hold her wide open. He came down on her and claimed her lips, shoving his tongue back into her. 

Then he started pumping his long, thick dick in and out of her, slowly, smoothly. She felt every tiny bit of him sliding along her tunnel and it was mesmerizing. But her pussy was hurting. She had never had anything this big in her. Anja tried weakly to push him off, but he was so big, so muscular and too strong. She realized she had no choice but to let him fuck her. She felt powerless and dejected, owned, like his property.

Dez fucked her nice and slow till her hot, tight young pussy started relaxing around him. It started lubing and her hole started feeling real hot and slick and it was so much fun to slide in and out of her and back inside, deep inside her. He pulled back and rammed it into her hard. She gave a sharp cry and arched her back then she was trembling. He ground his cock deep inside her and felt spasm hitting her hips.

"You are like it huh!"

"No!" she rasped desperately and bit her lip, to blot out the incensing pleasure she was deriving from being violated and fucked against her will.

"Yes!" Dez groaned as he ground his hips tortuously into her, base of his cock grinding into her fat clit, making sparks fly in her loins.

"Lemme eat these small, white breasts!" Dez grunted and ripped her top off her tits. He slid lower, keeping the fat head of his cock in her opening, and started rolling his hips, fucking her stretched opening with the fleshy, hot, thick, engorged tip, causing her sharp, maddening sensations.

"Ah!!!!!" she cried, shuddering. Then she gazed at the dark, black face diving into her tits and feasting ravenously on her pale, perky mounds like a hungry, frenzied beast. He lapped her small, round peaks and the valley between them, making the slick with his hot spit. The touch of his hot, soft, big tongue drove her wild with arousal, making her skin prickly. 

Anja rasped and arched her back, trying to push her tits at him. She sighed with relief as he latched his thick, dark lips around a turgid, pink nipple and snaked his tongue around it. Then he caught it between his teeth and sucked it hard like he wanted to pull it off. Anja shuddered as she felt sharp bolts of lightning lancing straight to her engorged clit. Her nipple instantly became hard as a rock. As he pulled back she pushed it after him. He chuckled and caught it.

Dez' dark eyes blazed into hers as he ate her tits and rolled his hips round and round, making the sensitive cunt of her mouth scream from the sharp sensations Her pussy started sucking on his cock, trying to yank it inside her and she was dripping in torrents

"Please stop it Dez! I don't want this! Ah-uhhhhh! Ah-ohhhh! Ohhhh!" her lust filled groans said something else than her words. 

"Take that bitch!" he growled and rammed his cock deep into her. She shrieked and her body shuddered mightily. Dez started fucking her in deep, smooth strokes, and she couldn't believe how wet she was, and how good her pussy felt, being stretched, again and again. She couldn't believe how much she loved it, being taken and used by him. She tried to force her body to lie still so as not to show him how much she loved that this black man, who fucked her mom, was taking her, violating her and fucking her so good, much better than her boyfriend and his little, short lasting erection.

He reclaimed her mouth and kissed her hungrily as his cock pumped in and out of her, so smoothly, rhythmically, making her stretched cunt feel so good. Anja opened her mouth for his thick, long tongue but forced herself not to lick it and suck on it like she was dying to do. She fought hard to stifle her moans, even as wonderful sensations spread all over her body. She didn't want him to know she was enjoying being fucked by him, against her will.

But Dez knew it. He smiled and ripped off his t shirt over his head with one arm, exposing his dark, muscular torso as he held her down by the throat with the other. Then he hooked her feet over his shoulders and propped himself up on his arms, towering over the tall, thin white girl that was impaled on his thick, black cock, bloating out the light, leaving her seeing only his blackness. 

He pulled back and slammed his cock into her, and she felt him in the depths of her cunt, then he ground against her engorged clit and Anja gave a prolonged moan against her will as her hips were hit by spasms and pushed up at him desperately.

"You love it don't you, being my little white whore!"

"No!" she cried in anguish..

"Yes bitch! That tight white pussy is contracting all around me! Its all mine now" 

He laughed as he flexed his powerful arms and then he started fucking her in deep, smooth, hard thrusts, his thick cock clicking in her tight, hot young pussy, his powerful hips slapping into her cunt with succulence. Anja moaned at every deep thrust and an incensing, searing heat engulfed her cunt that was being battered by the large black cock. 

His dark eyes blazed down at her with lust, mesmerizing her as he fucked her harder, deeper, faster. Anja broke free from their grip and gazed dreamily at the thick, powerful black muscles of his chest and belly, flexing powerfully as he umped his cock into her.

"Oh!!!!!!!!" Anja moaned sweetly, her pussy melting around his dick as as she felt herself succumb to the dominant black man utterly. Her whole body softened. 

"Spread you thighs and raise your hips, I wanna fuck you real deep!"

Anja obeyed and felt a deep contentment as Dez pummeled her, sending his cock hurtling in and out of her cunt, which was now clutching and contracting around him.

He groaned and she moaned softly at every deep thrust. The rhythmic movement of his cock in her pussy mesmerized her and made her drowsy. And it felt so good. She wanted to tell him how much she was loving it but she couldn't. All she could do was arch her back and push her cunt desperately up at him, willing him to fuck her harder, deeper.

Dez fucked her endlessly, and she fell into a dreamy state, where all that existed was the big, throbbing black cock in her pussy. She had never been fucked this hard, this long and with such intensity, but Dez seemed like he could go on for hours, and it felt so wonderful.

Anja felt the heat in her cunt reach searing, incensing levels. Her whole body was now on fire. She noticed dreamily that she was now writhing and heaving, and rolling her hips to meet his cock. She was sure she would be sore for days, but she needed his dick, needed his big, black it rammed deep into her cunt, again and again.

Anja slid her arms around him and felt his sweaty, flexing, powerful back muscles and her cunt dripped even more. She ran her hands up and down caressing him rasping as she felt his powerful muscles flexing from fucking her. 

Dez pulled back all the way, and glared down at her, growling as if he was angry. Anja looked at his dark, scary face and shivered as he rolled his ass around as if to gather energy, and then to lunged violently into her pussy as if he wanted to split her in two. 

"Ahhhh!!!!" Anja cried gutturally in anguished pleasure, throwing her head back and arching her back as her body was rocked by violent jerks. Then he did it again and again and she screamed aloud and went mad at every deep thrust. 

"Ahhh!!! Ahhh!!! Ahhhh!!!"

Then Anja's cunt exploded mightily. She fell back on the couch, thrashing around violently, her head tossing wildly as the most shattering orgasm of her life ripped through her. Her face was a painful grimace she jammed her eyes shut as dazzling lights exploded in her head. Dez kept body slamming her until she lay back heaving and rasping softly.

Dez released her feet from his shoulders and she immediately wrapped her long legs around his waist and started fucking him back eagerly, shoving her hips up to meet his thrusts. 

"Shit! I love fucking your tight cunt, you fucking whore! You are a nigger whore now huh? A nigger whore just like your mom huh!"

Anja couldn't believe it but her body was hit by showers at his words and she shuddered and cried...

"Yes! I am your nigger whore! Do it faster! I want it faster!" she suddenly cried sharply, not able to contain herself..

"Fuck your self on this nigger cock whore! Go ahead, you nigger whore!"

She knew he was taunti8ng her for what she had called her mom. But she wanted to be his nigger whore, that got fucked so good and went straight out of her mind. 

She slid her hands to his ass and grabbed his flexing cheeks, sinking her nails into his firm flesh, yanking him deeper into her cunt. Then she beat her lower lip and started fucking his cock hard and fast, her hips whipping like a rabbit as she impaled herself on his meat again and again. The slim girl's hips pounded the black man#s like a salt shaker. 

When Dez started fucking her back at her blistering pace, Anja went delirious, like a beast in heat. As another shattering orgasm crashed over her, she dropped back onto the couch and cried, turning into happy, delirious, palpitating heap. 

Dez kept fucking her, sending her leaping from one shattering orgasm to the next. Anja felt delirious. She had never experienced such incensing bliss. 

Dez fucked her until she finally snapped back and lay limply, hardly even breathing. Then she put her hand on his belly.

"Stop honey. I need a break. Please!!!" she begged.

"Shit! I never had a bitch beg me to stop!"

"You ca fuck me again later! I have never cum so much in my life. Please honey! I will suck you.... But please, let me poor little white pussy rest!" she chuckled. He had never seen her face so happy.

Dez chuckled and lowered his body down on hers and kissed her. She opened her mouth and sucked on his tongue as she gasped for breath. They tongue kissed for ages.

Keeping his cock in her, he sat up on the couch and pulled her on top of him. He started pumping her hips up and down, making her ride him as he chewed on her tits. At first Anja moaned sweetly, holding on to him weakly. Then slowly, an incensing lust for the big, black cock in her cunt grabbed her and she started fucking him. Dez leaned back and told her,

"Ride my fucking cock, you horny little whore. Ride that dick and make me cum! Please me! Make me happy!"

"Oh yes Dez! I wanna please you darling!" Anja groaned with joy, blushing with shame as she spoke the truth.

She planted her pale hands on his dark, powerful chest grabbing handfuls of his dark muscles and started riding his cock, smoothly, up and down, round and round. As Dez started groaning with pleasure she felt so happy and fucked him harder, faster. He stretched cunt felt so hot and the heat was increasing with every thrust. Her hips started pumping in a blur. Dez' cock swelled so large she had to push with all her might to get him deep inside her cunt and she loved it so much. Her lips curled back in an animal snarl and she pounded his cock with her pussy, galloping away to meet another shattering orgasm. Her head and her body exploded and she fell limply over Dez, her cunt contracting violently around him. 

Then he grabbed her cheeks and started pumping her up and down like a rag doll. Anja's orgasm went on and on. Then she felt him stiffen and give a sharp gasp. She looked at him fearfully. His face was covered in a vicious snarl.

"No! Not in me Dez!"

"Yes bitch! You my whore and I am cumming in your pussy!"

He yanked her cunt to his pelvis, then he bawled like an animal in pain and his cock leaped violently in her cunt. She felt his hot semen spurt deep inside her and she came again!

Dez held her in his arms and kissed her mouth as she recovered. 

Chapter 11

Finally, he eased her off his lap. As she slid onto the couch besides her, he spread her thighs and said,

"Look at your well fucked white cunt. I told you I was gonna fuck you like a whore didn't I?" Dez chuckled.

"Du bist gemein! (you are cruel)" she pouted, staring at her pussy, gaping wide open, and inflamed red. It was covered with a creamy goo that was dripping down the insides of her thighs.

Dez kissed her lips and then scooped up the goo. He fed it into her mouth and told her to lick. Anja felt so ashamed as showers washed over her body and she licked his fingers hungrily. He scooped up all the goo and fed her till she was clean. 

Dez got up to kick off his pants and boots and sat on the couch besides her.

"Get on your knees on the floor and suck my dick" he told her coolly, spreading his thighs. Anja immediately took the place and licked him, feeling a wild tingle as she ran her tongue all over his shaft and lapped up his cum and her juices from his meat.  

Then he pulled his cock up and she gazed at his dangling black balls. 

"Lick those black balls clean, Anja!" he grunted and Anja scooped up his dangling balls and stroked them with her tongue, lapping him clean. "Take them in your mouth and hum!" he said it with confidence and she did it gladly, and felt so good, as Dez moaned and rolled his hips on her mouth. Then he leaned back in the couch and raised his thighs and spread them, opening up his sweaty crack.

"Look, I am wet with sweat from fucking you slut! Lick my ass clean!"

"No!" Anja gasped.

"Yes! Lick my black ass Anja" he gently took her forehead in his big hand and led her into his ass.

Anja stuck her tongue out, blushing, but to her surprise, she felt showers was all over her skin as she buried her nose in his crack and lapped his sweaty cleft with her tongue. She felt so wonderful, submitting to him completely. She felt even better as his big had pulled her into his ass as he pushed back against her face. She trembled as she smeared her lips into his crack and sucked ad slurped away. Then she was licking his hole and pushing her tongue in.

"Yeah, that's it Anja, tongue my ass. Bob your head and tongue fuck y black ass."

His words were like magic to her. She moaned sweetly as she bobbed rapidly, sending her tongue sloshing as deep as she could, and slurping as hard as she could.

"That's it! Get in there! Shove your whole tongue in my hole!" Anja did it all slavishly. Then Dez stood up over her and held her face as he fucked her mouth, stretching her lips to tearing. Anja knelt at his feet, holding on to his hips as he started fucking her mouth with his throbbing cock.

Anja slurped and moaned away, slurping deep in her mouth as Dez fucked her face in deep strokes. As his movements became urgent and faster and his cock swelled larger, Anja held her mouth wide open for him to use for his pleasure until he finally swelled and exploded in her mouth, feeding her his cum. She swallowed it, feeling the tick strings drag down her throat. Dez then wiped his cock in her hair.

He pulled her back to her feet and embraced her.

"You are a good whore, Anja. I will need to teach you to eat my ass and suck my cock properly through. And I am gonna fuck that tight little ass hole real good, you hear! Now, I am gonna make you cum again. Cum for me."

Dez fingered her smeared cunt as he kissed her. Anja had a very sensitive clit. The moment he started rubbing it, her hips were hit by jerks and her knees went weak and he had to hold her up. She moaned in his mouth and sucked his tongue like a cock as she fucked his fingers wildly until another hard orgasm ripped through her pretty fast. She danced on her feet and came crying into his mouth.

Chapter 12

Anja was in a dreamy, happy state. She moved as if in slow motion, feeling exhausted and happy. As she gazed at Dez, she felt fear and incensing lust. In the past hour, he had made her do things she would never have imagined could happen to her. She would have sworn she would kill any man who did that to her. But she was feeling so elated. She had loved submitting to Dez.




The Second Foundation Pt. 05



Dez told her to put on nothing but a thong and boots and then make supper for them. Anja never cooked for her mom at all. But she cooked happily for him. He got behind her, made her bend over and fucked that pussy from the back as she stirred some food in the pan. They started eating, then she slid in under the table and blew him. After he came in her mouth, she finished her supper. 

Then he took her into her mom's bedroom and fucked her there all night.

They were both working the next day, and so was her boyfriend. Anja never said a word about feeling guilty. He saw her talking to her boyfriend like it never took place.

Tom wanted to take her home but she got rid of him. She finished earlier than Dez but she waited around for him, because she wanted some more black cock. As soon as everyone else was gone, she came into her mom's office.

"Get naked and get up on desk. I wanna fuck you there like I fucked your mom!" Dez told her and she stripped, giggling wickedly. He could tell it excited her to be fucking her mom's man.

Afterwards, they drove to Cornelia's in a cab. He finger fucked her under her skirt as she tried to look innocent besides him. As she unlocked the door, he pushed her little skirt up and slid his cock into her from behind and started fucking her as she entered her mom's passageway. He kicked the door shut, made her bend over and fucked her.

Then he kept his promise and carried her to her mom's bed where he made her bend over and spread her cheeks and then he fucked her pretty ass. Even though it was immensely painful at first, for his big cock made her tiny ass ache like hell, Anja loved being fucked up the ass by him. He pulled out of her ass to give her some respite and left it gaping and clenching like it was trying to say something. He then offered her his cock and didn't say suck without wiping, but she did it anyway. Now, that was a real slut, coz she didn't even bat an eye lid as she licked his cock straight from her hole. When he put it back up, it didn't hurt so much, so he started to fuck her a little harder. She loved it so he pounded her ass. She screamed and he asked her if it was OK and she only shouted one thing. "Fuck me Nigger!"

"Take that, you grand child of Adolf! Take that Nigger cock and make your grand pa roll in his grave!"

He fucked her hard and she came hard, frigging her clit and busting on her digits. He bust one in her ass and when he pulled out of her hole, she scooped it up and lapped it from her digits. She was looking in his eyes like it was a challenge, a slut challenge.

Anja told Dez she felt so guilty after she talked on the phone with her mom in the morning. 

Then her boyfriend called and she was rude to him.

"Don't you feel guilty about Tom?" Dez asked her.

"Fuck him. In fact, you know what? That guy bores me!" Anja said, getting cross. "He better just leave me alone."

Tom called again. Anja rolled her eyes. He said wanted to come by for breakfast but she told him, don't! He asked why and she told him he was pissing her off and hung up. He called again after ten minutes. He was swearing her his undying love, as Dez fucked her doggy style, slowly, deeply. He said "I need you!" and she said OK and hung up. He called again and she ignored her phone because Dez pulled it out and she licked her pussy off his black cock.

Dez fucked Anja every day and every night. He fucked her long, good and hard and gave her the best sex of her life. He would call Angela and she would tell him she was feeding her mom pussy and fucking her all the time as well. Dez put his hand over his phone and asked Anja, who was blowing him, "Hey Anja, do you like eating pussy?"

"Depends? Which girl do you want me to fuck? I wont fuck a fat chick, but besides..."

Now, Dez was fucking Anja for a reason, not just for the hell of it. Anja was a stubborn cunt kind of like an incurable German disease, but slowly he started to straighten her out. She tried to boss him around like she did her boyfriend and he just ignored her. She started insulting him so he clapped her and fucked her. She came hard and started talking some shit about, "Sex is best after fighting and making up."

"Bitch, we didn't fight and make up. You started shit and I clapped and fucked you!" 

She got pissed and started shit again so he clapped and fucked her. She came and cried with joy. Then she had a bite to eat and started shit again. 

"Anja, I can do this shit all night, yunno."

"Me too," she responded.

Dez got bored. He pulled her across his lap and spanked her very hard. She insulted him at first, then she started sobbing and then she started bawling but he just went on spanking her till she was sniffing for he knew she had had that coming for ages. He spanked her till her ass was red. She started saying that he hated her and everybody hated her, and she was shit and nothing..."

"No. I don't hate you, or I would just ignore you. I love you and your mom! That is why you gotta stop this shit. I ain't your boyfriend, daddy, or mom, I am your Nigga. I don't take that shit. And it ain't your place to give me that shit! You are not a kid. Act your age not your shoe size!"

Anja started sobbing and she hugged him affectionately. He rubbed her sore ass with ointment and carried her to bed and she slept hugging him. In the morning, she woke him up to breakfast and was very loving and eager to please him. 

He told her that if she wanted to be his, she had to wear decent clothes and dye her hair back to its normal color. When she dropped by at work, she was dressed in a sexy but not too skimpy outfit. Tom was not at work but a couple of other workers were. Dez took Anja into a massage room and massaged her and fucked her. He had a couple of massages and afterwards, he sat in the office and pulled out his dick. He didn't say a word but Anja started blowing him. made her get under the table and blow him as he called the other workers in. They saw that Anja was blowing him. She saw that they saw and kept blowing Dez. 

They called Tom and told him. He called Anja and was furious. Dez told her to just say one word, "So?"

Anja would have dumped Tom straight away, but Dez told her to tell him she would drop by later. He fucked her and came in both her holes and then told her to go and feed her boyfriend, and make him suck his cum out of her. Anja felt deviously wicked as she went to Tom. He asked her if Dez had raped her and she laughed and said no. He started wondering if the whole thing was a lie, for Anja seemed very happy.

"Your hair is different. And you aren't wearing black. What happened."

"Oh, Dez spanked me and told me to get rid of the black hair and clothes." she replied, chuckling.

"he spanked you?"

"Yep! Right across his lap."

"Did you call the cops. Or tell your mom?"

"No. You know I needed that. And he was kind to me afterwards and rubbed my ass with ointment, yunno."

Tom was reeling. He would have never dared spank Anja. And she would never have let him. But he could believe that Dez had done it.

"he is fucking you, isn't he?" he asked weakly.

"Yes! And he is good. Very good. I have never had that much fun in bed." she told him levelly, smiling. He could tell she had nothing to hide from him. She continued, "If you want, we can break up, coz I am not stopping fucking him. Do you want to break up?"

"But I love you!" he whimpered as his biggest fear came to pass. He was traumatized, but he had always known the day would come. It was destiny. The inevitable. 

He said he did not want to break up. Then he asked, "Did you at least use rubbers?"

"No! Of course not. He likes it raw, skin to skin! And I love it when he cums in me. Lets sit down and smoke something. I need to come down from my sexual high."

Soon, Anja was feeding him her pussy and ass and he was eating Dez' salty cum out of her holes. Anja was surprised, because Dez had told her Tom would do exactly just that but she had not believed it. She spread her thighs wide and told him to send his tongue deep inside her well fucked holes, in exactly those words.

As he ate her out, she described to him how wonderful she felt fucking Dez, being his slut, his woman, his girl, belonging to him completely. Dez had told her to describe to Tom how she felt with him, but the words were hers. Tom moaned and got excited as he ate her. Anja told him that she loved being dominated by Dez and submitting to him completely, in a way she never would submit to Tom. Tom groaned and sucked up the creamy goo she squeezed out of her pussy for him, knowing it for exactly what it was. He devoured it ravenously.

Chapter 13

Dez called Tom and told him they had to talk. He told him to get some weed and beer and groom himself, he would be bringing Pizza. He took a cab to Tom's around eight. He rang and Tom buzzed him in.

Tom opened the door, a handsome, lean, blond white boy, of 28. He wore a tight muscle shirt and jeans and a rich deodorant. His face was shaved clean and he had obviously taken time to look good. He looked scared, because ever since Dez had beat him up, he feared the brother. The three of them, that is, the two guys and Anja had Pizza together. 

They smoked a couple of joints. Anja was looking between the two guys, seeing her boyfriend filled with hate and fear and Dez well relaxed and easy. Then Dez stood up before Tom and said, 

"Man, did Anja tell you that I fucked her up the ass? You sucked my cum out of her, didn't you, you stupid German cunt!"

"What! You stupid nigger!" Tom exploded, all his hatred coming to the fore.

He tried to shoot to his feet but Dez grabbed him by his throat, and raised his hand as if to slap him. 

"Please don't hit me," Tom begged, cringing, his voice, his face and his body posture exuding fear. He was reliving the thrashing he had been given before by Dez. Dez laughed and lowered his hand. 

"Don't worry, I wont hit you!" Dez said nicely. "I am not here to fight you. I want us to be friends. Now, you caused me a lot of shit! Go down on your knees. I expect a proper apology!"

"I am so sorry!!!" he stuttered, sinking to his knees. 

"Take this tissue, spit on it and wipe my shoes," Dez said and dropped a tissue at his feet. Tom looked around but there was no escape from the black man standing over him. He looked to Anja for help but she was looking on with amusement. Blushing profusely, he picked it up in his shaky hand, spat on it and wiped Dez' shoes with it. 

Dez realized he could do what he wanted with him. His dick got so hard, as he towered over Tom.

"Listen Tom, I always catch you watching my muscles and blushing like a girl. I want you to take my dick out of my pants!"

"No! Please! No!" Tom wailed.

"Do it Tom!" Dez said firmly, talking to him like a stern Lord talking to a German serf. "Take my fucking cock out! The same black cock that fucked your girlfriend and her mom. Take it out! You know you wanna do it."

"I am not gay!" Tom whimpered.

"I know you are not. But you do what I tell you to do. Anything. Now, get it out!"

Dez' German workmate whimpered pitifully as he worked his zip down and opened his pants. Tom gasped as a thick, long, veined, jet black shaft emerged and dangled inches from his face.

"Pick it up and take it in your hands!" 

Anja saw that her boyfriend had this dreamy look on his face that she had when she was servicing Dez. He scooped up Dez' cock, full of fear and yet want and lust. 

"Hold it tight. Yeah! That's better. Now, stroke it up and down! You like it don't you?"

Tom's head was reeling and he couldn't believe it. Everything was like a dream, as if he was watching someone else. He couldn't fathom that his hands were scooping up the thick, throbbing black cock. Nor could he accept the way his heart was thudding with excitement, and the showers that broke all over his body at the perverted things Dez was making him do. 

Tom realized suddenly why he hated Dez. He felt inferior to him, he felt surpassed and dominated by him. And now the black man was making him submit to him completely and he couldn't find an ounce of resistance in his body. For every part of his being wanted to submit to him and be owned and used by him. He wanted to worship him. For the black man was a man, a real man, and he wasn't He felt right, kneeling at his feet.

He wrapped his hands tightly around the shaft and felt so good as it throbbed in his palms. He started wanking it, working the skin back and forth, like Dez told him to. The musky smell of Dez' cock made his mouth water and drool so much he constantly had to swallow. His mouth started itching, feeling empty, needing something to be put inside, like that black sausage. 

"Kiss it. Kiss it like you love it. Kiss that big, fucking black cock!"

Dez cupped the back of his head and pulled Tom gently to his meat. Tom sighed and he pursed his lips to kiss the thick, black shaft as he was told. A wild excitement made his ears ring and a carnal lust made his own dick so big and hard in his pants. He showered it with kisses, the thick, hot, throbbing shaft, and he felt sharp thrills coursing through all over his body. A moan of lust escaped him and his whole body shuddered.

"That's it! Good boy! Lap it. Get it all wet!"

Tom moaned again and again as he ran his tongue all over it like a devoted, little whore. Dez made him stroke it nice and slow and lick and lap, bathing the entire, jet black, veined shaft in his spit. Tom was feeling so good, so light headed and excited and horny, moaning and shivering like a slut in heat as he worshiped the black cock with his lips and tongue. He loved it as Dez stroked his head and called him sweet. Tom realized he loved pleasing Dez, being used for his pleasure; being dominated and humiliated by him.

Dez made him peel the foreskin back and lap up his precum and get his tongue in his pee slit. Then he was made to wrap his tongue around the big head. Tom was such a good slut, he did it all, moaning and purring. 

"Damn! You such a good, sweet, obedient whore! I like that! Open your mouth for this big, black dick. Lick your lips wet first. Get them nice and wet. Yeah! Now slide them over that big, black cock! There you go! Cover your teeth with your lips. Yes! Now bob your head. Up and down, yeah. Yeah, stroke it with your tongue and suck and slurp. Yeah, you such a good slut Tom. You have such a nice, soft, hot mouth. Keep sucking. Damn!!!"

Tom was moaning and groaning with pleasure as he went jerking, slurping and sucking the big, fat black cock greedily. He felt so good as Dez patted his head like a good pet. When Dez grabbed his forehead and started fucking his mouth in earnest, Tom went wild with lust and sucked the skin off his cock. He blew the black man feverishly, until Dez stiffened and his cock swelled immensely. Then the black man exhaled and his cock started leaping and jerking in his mouth, spouting so much thick, creamy salty, hot lava. Tom groaned with relish and sucked and swallowed as hard as he could, drinking the black man's semen. 

"Thanks! You love making me happy huh? Serving me! Your black master," Tom blushed as he looked up and nodded. Dez sat down and pulled him after him as he sat besides his girlfriend. 

"Now, just suckle on it all right!" Tom laid his head in his lap, suckling on the softening cock with cum running down his chin. 

"Now, wipe your chin and eat Anja. Spread your pussy for him. Let him get you nice and wet for me."

Tom lapped up Anja's pussy. He was averting his eyes. But Anja was a mean whore, so she grabbed his hair and made him look up. She told him to circle her clit with his tongue and then made him lap it fast, with his tongue producing clicks on her clit until she exploded in his face. Then she climbed astride Dez and Tom held the big, hard black cock up as she lowered herself down on it. He gazed as Dez' dark meat split his woman's pink pussy and entered her. He groaned with the two of them. 

Anja lowered herself all the way and started kissing Dez passionately. Tom could see that she had chosen the victor over the loser. But he knew the choice had fallen way before he sucked Dez in front of her and drank his cum. It had happened when Anja met Dez on the first day at the reception and came home to tell him that there was something manly and special about the black man and that she feared him, and he had seen a look of arousal on her face. 

Now, as Dez told him to lick his balls and suck Anja's ass, he did it. The two of them fucked slowly, leisurely and he felt so aroused, gazing at the thick, long black shaft sliding in and out of the stretched pink lips. It was gleaming with Anja's colorless juice and a white fluid she produced when she was very horny and aroused. Tom shared their arousal, lapping up her pink ass hole, Dez' dark cock and his balls.

Anja then reached back to grab his hair and nail him to her ass, with his tongue deep in her hole as Dez pummeled her pussy, his hips moving in a blur, sending his thick balls slapping into Tom's chin as he tongued his girl. She started cuming and her ass hole clenched around his tongue as she was drilled and bust one after the other.

Dez was feeling so good. It sure felt wonderful to make a white boy suck his cock. He fired up a blunt and then picked up his cock and made him lick his balls. Then he pushed back, raised his thighs and told Tom to get in there and lick his crack. Tom got hesitant.

"No, I don't know about that... Lemme just blow you, man!"

Finally, she rolled off Dez and stroked her pounded cunt. Dez' cock was rearing and pointed at the ceiling, covered in Anja's whitish pussy juice. 

Tom needed no telling. He took it at the base and started lapping it. Dez and Anja didn't even look at him, they were kissing. Anja said she was rolling another one. Dez raised his thighs and told Tom to lick his ass. Anja paused in what she was doing and looked. She smiled as she saw Tom dip his face between Dez' ass cheeks. It didn't surprise her but it was still exciting. 

Tom started licking. He couldn't believe the wonderful showers that broke all over his skin as he cleaned Dez' sweaty, dark cleft with his tongue. Then he was told to tease and tongue Dez' hole. He coaxed it open and then made his head bob, as his tongue slid in and out of his hole. Tom started moaning with lust and he tongued and licked with such enthusiasm as well. 

"Yeah, that's it Tom. Get in there. Get that long tongue all up in my hole! Damn he is good Anja. Did you train him!"

"Its his nature. I just helped on a bit!" she laughed cheekily as her boyfriend tongued black ass. 

Anja rolled a joint, fired it up and bent over on the couch. She smoked it, passed it to Dez and then smoked his dick as her boyfriend tongued her hole with his aching tongue and lubed it with his spit. Then he sucked Dez' cock, drooling all over the black meat and getting it real hard for his girlfriend's ass hole. Dez was a nice guy and he let the boyfriend partake, by guiding his hard black cock into his girl's tiny, pink ass hole. Anja moaned and winced as the swollen dark dick pushed her hole open and popped past her sphincter, to slide into her tight, little rectum. 

"Fuck!!! This is like shitting a football," she rasped. "But its beginning to feel good already. Tom, how do you like seeing my ass all full of black cock? You think its sexy, don't you?"

"Yes!" Tom rasped, gazing in awe and fascination at the huge, swollen dark cock sliding so smoothly in and out of Anja's stretched, gaping hole, as his hands stroked her cheeks. He held her cheeks apart as Dez fucked her in sow, deep, smooth strokes. As her ass relaxed, Anja started moaning and pushing back to take the dark meat deeper and deeper into her hole. Dez groaned and told Tom,

"Fuck! I like her ass. It feels so good around my dick! I want you to taste her ass off my cock! Don't wipe it just lick it!"




The Second Foundation Pt. 05



Dez pulled out of her hole leaving it gaping and laid his cock between her buttocks. Tom moaned and leaned down to lap it without wiping it. He was trembling and rasping and moaning as he lapped the dark shaft. Then he picked it up at the base and vacuumed the thick shaft into his hot, soft mouth. He started bobbing his head as he slurped and cleaned it in his mouth. He slobbered and drooled all over it, getting it so slick. He pouted as it was taken away and returned to Anja hole. Dez told him to hold it and stroke it nicely as Anja fucked it, pushing back and pressing her hole against her boyfriend's hand. Her ass was lubing from the thick meat that was sliding in and out and it was becoming so enjoyable for her. Then she started popping her cheeks and clapping them on that black cock. 

Tom was made to get in under her and lick her clit and Dez' balls. Then Dez grabbed her slender hips and Tom gasped with awe and lust as the black man pounded his girl's ass to an oblivion and Anja screamed and threw it back at him. She had never let him fuck her ass but she fucked Dez with her hole like a nasty ass whore and came so hard, so loud and wildly! 

Dez came in her puckered hole and left it gaping, leaking cum. 

"Sit that ass on his face and let him suck my cum out of your ass hole!" Dez rasped. Anja chuckled wickedly and squatted over Tom, settling her clenching, gaping, cum smeared hole over his mouth. Tom moaned as he did his duty. He sucked and slurped and cleaned it up with ever growing enthusiasm, till you might have thought he was literary trying to get into that ass.

Chapter 14

Dez told him to shave his pubes cleans and his ass crack as well, and then shower. Tom obeyed. Anja gave Tom a stretch mini skirts and a black thong but told him he would have to buy his own shit soon, for she hated bitches that borrowed clothes. She helped him with his make up and put eye shadow and pink gloss on his lips. 

Dez told Tom to kneel before him and raise the mini skirt around his hips. Tom whimpered in fear as Anja fished the thong out of his crack. Dez fucked his face as Anja finger fucked his ass with lubed digits and opened him up. She got four fingers into his ass and called him the 4 Digit Ass Whore!.

Dez then made him oil it for his ass and then he took position behind him. Dez smacked his ass and told him to wag it. And then Tom felt something big, hard, throbbing and oily come to his virgin asshole. The white man screamed as the black man shoved his cock all the way up his ass. He felt as if Dez was tearing him in two.

"Don't worry! Just relax. The pain is gonna go away and it will start to feel so good. Just relax. There you go, my sweet little bitch! I am gonna fuck you real good and make you love it, all right..."

At first, Tom was only wincing and gasping as he felt like his ass hole was being ripped and torn. Anja giggled and stroked Tom's cheeks as he started rolling his hips around, just a little at first. Slowly, the white man's tight, pink virgin hole relaxed around the black cock. Dez started fucking him in smooth, deep, gentle strokes and Tom started giving soft, deep moans that came from his chest.

"Its getting better huh? You like it better now, my sweet little whore?"

"Yes!!! its still painful but much nicer!"

"You are gonna love it. You are a natural slut! You gonna be my sweet little white boy fuck slave. Will you like that!"

"Yes Dez! I wanna be your slave! I wanna serve you and make you happy..."

"Good boy! Take that big black cock!!!"

Dez started fucking him deeper and harder. He pulled it out and made Tom suck it straight from his ass hole and oil it again. By the third time he entered his ass, Tom only felt pleasure. He started lunging back at Dez as the black man started pounding his ass for sure. Tom loved it, feeling the thick, hot, huge, throbbing, superior cock violating his hole, fucking him, using him for Dez' pleasure. He moaned and cried and threw his ass back for it get nailed. His own cock grew so hard and rigid he thought it would burst. 

Anja sat on the couch and pulled Tom into her engorged pussy and he started sucking her pussy ravenously. She hooked her hands at the back of his head and yanked him in as she fucked his face dizzy.

Dez fucked him harder and faster, grabbing his hips to pummel him. Tom bawled, as he was sent hurtling into pure bliss, from being fucked and used like Dez' slut and whore. He loved serving the black man who was using him so selfishly. He came so hard, filling his girl's thong with his cum.

Tom was made to lie on his back on the couch and raise his thighs. It was his girlfriend's turn to guide a thick black cock into his hole. Dez raised the white boy's thighs and spread them and then he speared his ass with his fat black cock. He fucked him slowly, teasing his stretched hole and Tom's own cock got so huge and hard and he was rolling his hips and crying like a little whore. 

"Look at that Tom! See how your white ass is stretched around my big, black dick huh! See that!"

"Oh no! No!" Tom wailed pitifully, even as his hips rolled.

"You love that huh, you little horny bitch! Love being fucked by this black cock huh!" Dez teased, as he pinched Tom's nipples hard. Then he started fucking him in deep, smooth strokes and Tom cried and arched his back.

"Ah yes!!!" Tom hissed. "Please fuck me with that big, black cock! Fuck me like a little whore!" 

Tom couldn't see much for a while because his girl squatted over him and made him eat her ass and pussy as he was fucked up the ass by a black dick. He moaned into her pussy like a whore. She came and squirted in his face and came again and did it again. Then she spat in his face and laughed and Dez told her not to be mean to his bitch.

Dez pressed the white boy's knees into his chest and fucked his ass hole so hard and deep. Tom threw his head back and bawled his lungs out as he came so hard, shooting his cum into his own face. Dez kept fucking him hard just to show him and Tom's cock stayed hard and he had three orgasms one after the other. Then Dez pulled it out and made him suck it and jerk it till he he shot it right in his face. What he did not catch in his mouth, Dez made him scoop from his face and and lick it.

Tom seemed dazed, confused but happy, somehow. No, make that definitely. 

Dez told Tom he would be using him for his fun and pleasure and the guy nodded. He was given porn DVDs to watch and learn how to eat dick, balls and ass properly. Dez and Anja slept on the bed and Tom slept on the floor.

Anja had a plan. She wanted to be Dez' girl and he told her he could share him with his mom or he could find her a black boyfriend elsewhere. But Anja wanted him and so he told her she would have to eat her mom and Anja said that was fine. 

Chapter 15

When Cornelia arrived back home, back from Angela, after eating much pussy, she was surprised that Anja had stopped wearing black and was putting on some very good behavior. Anja told her Dez had spanked her ass and made her change.

They went out to eat and returned home. Dez smoked weed with the mom and her daughter. Anja pretended to go to sleep and Dez started fucking Cornelia on the couch. In fact, he didn't fuck her, he made her sit back and he stood over her and she sucked his dick with an appetite. Cornelia was surprised when someone with a soft mouth started sucking her pussy and and doing a damn fine job. She looked down with Dez' cock in her mouth and saw her daughter devouring her. She tried to pull back, but Dez held her in place and said,

"Cornelia, she is going to eat you and get you wet for my cock."

"no! She cant. She is my daughter!"

"I want her to do it."

So it was said and so it was done. Dez fucked her mouth as Anja tongued her and made her mom cum on her mouth. Then Dez fucked Cornelia as Anja ate her clit. Cornelia couldn't believe it, there was Dez fucking her pussy, pulling out his black dick and feeding it to her daughter who was sucking her pussy off it. Cornelia could tell the two had been fucking in her absence, as she had been eating pussies and asses on the Italian coast. 

She got so aroused even as she tried to fight the feeling. But Dez and Anja knew from Angela that she was now down and dirty. Dez pulled her face between his ass cheeks as Anja devoured her mom's dripping pussy. Then Dez fucked the mom and daughter. Cornelia stopped fighting and started enjoying. She and Anja sucked the black cock from each other's hole as Dez fucked them all night.

Cornelia was surprised that Anja was now such a good girl, and Tom was being so nice to Dez. Dez wouldn't have told Cornelia what had happened, but Anja told her for she found it so amusing. Then she told her mom proudly that she was pregnant from Dez. Her mom quickly ran to her doctor and asked if it was too late for her. Then she stopped taking the pill too. A couple of months later, Cornelia was proudly pregnant as well.

Dez now had 2 babies almost due with Aisha and Laura, Angela was about six months pregnant and Anja and her mom were 3 and two respectively. And he already had two babies in Italy. Damn!

Dez now took over the running of the business entirely. Slowly, he fired most of the Germans, except for two or three and replaced them with foreigners. All the male masseurs became black and word got around that they also fucked the women. He employed several Asian and African whores that were down with massaging or fucking as well. Word must have gotten to Hotel management somehow, so they started complaining. Dez had to go and fuck a couple of women from Management level, and then keep them well supplied with black cocks, just to keep them happy. And business flourished.

Cornelia worked till she was really heavy with child. Laura and Aisha delivered within days and their husbands were so loving to Dez' kids it was touching. They even smiled proudly at him when he came to see his children.

When Angela was due Dez flew to Italy and cut the chords for the twins, two boys. Marcel was the proud, happy guardian. He stayed there for several weeks. Angela started talking to him about forming a Harem. At first she said she wanted it for him. Then she said,

"Look, you have many women and many children. They should all grow up together. We buy a nice, big Villa somewhere, all your wives or mothers of your kids live together, so the kids grow up knowing each other. And then, we also have several young, sexy playmates, from all over the world, we hire them say, for one year, and we all can use them and fuck them and have fun. We pay them good, then they fuck off and we get replacements." She paused and smiled. "And we have some pretty homosexual white boys looking after us."

"You thought about this long, huh?"

"Yep. You know I have been in bed because of the twins for ages. SO I had time. I even know where we can build our Villa."

"Here in Italy?"

"No! They would kill you. They hate rich black men. No, in Africa. Here in this country. They have a stable economy and political government." She paused. "I was even there and viewed the location, beach front. Secluded. Nobody will ever know. And its not far from Europe or USA. There are direct flights. It will be perfect for the headquarters for really big business."

"Yeah, I got plans."

"Me too. Marcel businesses are worth about 70 million. That is peanuts. We need to to enslave a couple of really rich white men. I already know their wives, and I have them interested in meeting you. Now, I know you know how to handle a white girl, and her man. I taught you well. Are you ready?"

"hell yeah!"

"All right then. Give me some time to get back on my feet and get these kids a little grown up, then we will move."



The Second Foundation Pt. 06



Chapter 1

Now, after marrying Cornelia, Dez ran her business successfully. Cornelia and her daughter Anja both bore him children, and so did Laura and Aisha. With the twins that Angela bore him, and the children that Maria and Laetitia bore him in Italy, Dez now had eight children. But living with German women proved a lot of trouble for nothing, for even Cornelia and her daughter started to give him grief and Dez couldn't stand them. Anja was the one that influenced her mom negatively, for she wanted to have Dez all for herself and wanted her mom and Angela and every other woman out of the picture. Now, as those two German women proved themselves to be world champions in nagging and talking shit, Dez couldn't be bothered. He was too rich for that shit. He could now stay in Germany as long as he wished, so he divorced Cornelia and decided to employ someone else to run the massage business, and he moved to Hamburg to study business, for he wanted to understand the world of international finance, so he could fully take over Marcel's business.

In Hamburg, Dez studied but did a variety of odd jobs, not for the money, but to get to know white society. He fucked a number of girls, for the fuck of it. Single white moms, divorces and horny, drunk students were the easiest to pick up. What Dez liked was that once he fucked a white girl good, she didn't care about her society any longer. Then she would be brave enough to turn her back on these punk ass racists that couldn't fuck anyway. In fact, fucking white girls was like an act of liberation. Once they got fucked good by a brother's big, fat, long lasting black erection, most white women did not even care about white men ever again.

The white society fantasized about black cock, no "diggity", no doubt. There were so many rumors and whatnot about the length of black cock and the sexual prowess of black men in white society. 

Dez got a job in a pub. The owner of the pub, an old, ex punk, was pretty cool and open minded. But some of the workmates were trying to be funny like a bad joke. Dez bought the bar and made them all line up and suck his cock and take it up the ass. They all did it, but he still fired most of them anyway, and employed brothers.

The bar was a nice lively place, with a small dance floor that was always packed at the week end. It was a cool place to party and pick up women. 

When German girls got drunk, they got horny and loose and loved an athletic, muscular black man with a big dick. The dirty, nasty ones, winked at him and slipped him their phone numbers when their boyfriend wasn't looking. Dez liked to take advantage and seduce and dominate them, using them like his fuck sluts. He would take them to suck his dick in the back room or take them home and fuck the shit out of them. German girls impressed him. They loved him fucking them like animals. They were addicted to having a big, black cock shoved in their mouths and holes till they dropped down half dead. Then they would recover and beg him to fuck them to death again.

Even straight German men acted like girls to him. They would be watching his dark muscles when he worked behind the bar. And they gazed at his long, black cock when he took a piss. He had a feeling they would suck his dick and kiss his ass if he told them to.

One evening, he was using the bathroom when he saw this good looking German guy, who had been sitting at the bar with his pretty girl, eying his cock. Dez saw the same look in his eyes that he had seen on many white guys that he used. 

Dez looked around. There was no one else in the bathroom. He stepped up to the guy, stroking his cock slowly. 

"Is this what you are trying to see?"

"Sorry man! I shouldn't have stared like that. Excuse me..."

The guy stared at it, with awe and lust. Dez snaked his hand around the guy's neck.

"Come with me," he said in a strong, confident voice and pulled him into a stall, locked it.

"What are you doing?" the guy whispered nervously.

"Get down on your knees. That is your place," Dez made him kneel at his feet, then he pushed his cock in his face.

"Stroke the motherfucker. Stroke it and lick it, you know you want it."

The guy whimpered pitifully, but he started licking and sucking him. Dez grabbed his head and fucked his hot, soft mouth. He exploded and flooded the German guy's mouth with his cum. He wiped his dick in his hair and went back to work. Minutes later, the guy was sitting with his girlfriend, like nothing had happened. He would glance at Dez and smile like a school boy in love. 

A week later, the same guy came with his alluring girl, kissing with her and stuff. Then he followed Dez to the bathroom and got face fucked by a big, black cock. The guy always returned. Dez then he told him to wear thongs and bring a tube of lube next time. The guy gasped, and didn't come for two weeks. Then he did and Dez took him to the stall, made him bend over and lower his longs and thong underwear and fucked him up the ass. He cleaned his cock in his mouth and wiped it in his hair and then he laughed as he saw the guy kissing his girl. He told the guy to bring his girl to his apartment. Dez fucked them both and had them sucking his cock, eating his balls and ass like happy sex slaves.

Dez had several such experiences with straight white guys. They were eager to kneel at a black man's feet and suck his big, black cock or bend over and take it up the ass. But he never touched their cocks let alone sucked them. And when they wanted to tongue kiss him, he smacked their faces and directed them back to his cock. They were not his friends or lovers, they were his hoes, those white guys. On the whole, he preferred women, of every race, but there was something very gratifying about fucking some straight white dude and making him a whore and a cum slut!

Chapter 2

Dez was working in the pub one night, when he spotted a sexy, light brown skinned beauty walk in, accompanied by a tall, lean, muscular, handsome white dude, who seemed so proud to be her man. 

Dez couldn't take his eyes off the black beauty. She was very pretty, with long, silky black hair, intelligent, piercing dark eyes, a cute nose and thick, dark, lush, heart shaped lips. She was in her mid twenties. She had a tall, athletic body. Her breasts were huge, her waist slim, her hips wide and curvy, and her ass thick and bubbly. She was a luscious black sex goddess. 

She was dressed in in body hugging, elegant white Versace top and pants and white Gucci high heels. Silver and diamonds glistening around her neck and wrists, and from her earrings. It was obvious she had money. 

She moved with grace and beauty, her body gliding and undulating like a snake. She settled at a table with her companion.

Even white guys who had their women with them, could not help staring at her. White girls were casting her evil, jealous looks, whilst licking their lips and rubbing their tits like they really wanted to turn dyke and eat her.

Now Dez recognized her and nearly had a heart attack. He couldn't believe it. He had searched for Trish for five years with no success. And now, she just walked in.

The dude ordered. Trish was drinking and chatting happily with the German dude. Dez gazed at her. She had grown even more beautiful. He looked at the man she was with, wondering if the German could fuck such a pretty black princess and satisfy her as good as he could. He decided no. In fact, there was something kind of feminine about the guy. 

When a funky soul tune came out over the speaker, Dez pulled his cap low over his eyes and went over to Trish and asked her to dance. They danced happily to the song, black bodies flexing, winding, bumping and grinding to the rhythm. All the white people watched them with envious smiles, eyes filled with jealous and lust, probably saying some shit like, 

"Oh, die haben es im Blut, diese Neger!" (they got it in their blood, these Niggaz). Dez was feeling her, her body was hot, soft and wonderfully sexy. She moved so well. She turned around and made her ass pop all over his dick. He glanced over at her man and saw the German looking at them with jealous and at the same time entranced eyes. Dez the pulled up his cap. Trish saw his face and nearly fainted. She would have fallen but he caught her.

"Desmond! Don't tell me."

"I am telling you. Here is my card. Call me."

Trish went back to her table walking as if in a trance.

"You work here?" she asked him.

"Yep. I own the motherfucker too," he told her as she ground her hips into his cock. After the song, she gave him her number and went back to her husband. 

The next day, he called and she asked him to drop by her Restaurant.

Trish owned a nice, top notch, very well decorated Brazilian Restaurant in the CBD of Hamburg. The place was doing very well, it was filled with an affluent, yuppie clientèle. Trish breezed around like a princess, in a ladies skirt suit, and sparkling diamonds and jewels, chatting and flirting happily with her guests. She led Dez to a table and served him a delicious meal and tasty cocktails. 

Finally, after the staff and the last guests were gone, she showered and changed into something more relaxed. Now dressed in a skimpy jeans skirt, that showed off her fine ass, white, knee high leather boots, a white, backless top and a white Kangol, Trish led him to her BMW sports convertible and drove him to a nice, in little bar in town. 

They kicked it, sipping on cocktails, as they caught up on one another. Dez told her what had happened in his life and she told him what had transpired in hers. When she told him she had his son, he started crying. She started crying too. 

Trish told Dez about her husband Ansgar. She told Dez that he was so weak. She lived with him in his fine Villa, had credit cards and shit, a brand new, convertible Porsche and a BMW and anything she wanted. She had him supporting her whole clan in Africa as well. 

"Wow, you are smart!" Dez exclaimed.

"You gotta be smart with white people. They wont give you shit if you don't take it."

Dez was impressed. She was indeed a smart sister.

"So, what is it like, dating a white guy? Can he give you what a hot blooded, sexy black mama like you needs?"

"No! But I am sure you can." Trish squeezed his thigh under the table and then her hand traveled upwards, to cup the thick bundle between his legs and stroke it lovingly, making it grow larger and harder.

Dez leaned in and kissed her lips. They tongue kissed like lovers. She told him her husband was out of town and she wanted to show him their Villa.

Trish said she didn't want to divorce Ansgar, but wanted to return to being his woman.

They jumped in her BMW convertible and drove to the mansion on the Alster. Dez was impressed, Trish lived on expensive real estate in a large, expensively mansion fit for a king. 

It was a warm evening so they went for a swim in her pool. Dez stripped naked and Trish striped down to a tiny string tanga that barely covered the mouth of her cunt. They glided smoothly around each other like two dark fishes. Then they slid into each other's arms and started tongue kissing deeply.

Dez grabbed her ass under the water, squeezing it as she grabbed his chest muscles and caressed and stroked him while they French kissed till they were dizzy. Trish wrapped her hands around his big dick under the water and started stroking it as he cupped her fat cunt and stroked it, making her moan into his lips. 

"Oh honey. I have missed you so, so, so much," she suddenly moaned. "But I knew you were coming, for the Oracle said it. And she was right about everything."

"What about your white boy?"

"Fuck him. They are not man enough, all of them."

"Definitely!"

Trish sank down into the water. The next thing he knew, she was sucking his dick under the water. Bubbles burst to the surface as his dick was devoured. She came up for air a couple of times and sucked and jerked him with such intensity, vacuuming his meat hard until he came in her mouth. Dez carried her into the house, to give her what her husband could not. They settled in the spacious,lushly carpeted living room.

Trish fired up a fat blunt, took several deep puffs and passed it to him greasy. She licked her full, dark, pouting lips as her eyes flared with lust.

They didn't talk much, she climbed on his lap, slapped her palms around the back of his head and went straight for his mouth. She sucked and lapped his thick, full lips, making them wet, then she bore down on him and sent her tongue slithering into his mouth. She tongue kissed him aggressively and forced his tongue to dance with hers. He grunted and grabbed her bouncy, round ass cheeks, squeezing them hard, just the way she loved it. She shuddered and then jammed her cunt down on the thick cock that was trapped between their bodies, burning it into her hot, dripping cunt. She ground her gash into his throbbing meat as she pushed her big, soft, pendulous breasts into his chest. He groaned and deserted her lips to lick her boobs and suck the nipples off them like a starving man. 

"Oh yes baby! That's it darling, suck my tits!" she moaned, holding up a thick tit and shaking it as his lips remained latched onto a thick nipple. He slapped his big hand between her thighs, cupped her fat, soft pussy and squeezed it hard. She cried and her eyes rolled back in her head as the aroused wife humped her lover's hand frenziedly.

"Yeah, grab my pussy. Squeeze it hard and make me cum! Damn ya! Make me fucking cum!" she groaned in anguish and then groaned with relief as he slid his fingers in under her thong and slid two up her dripping hole. He rolled them round and round as he pumped them in and out and Iris went mad with lust. She grabbed handfuls of his powerful chest muscles and fucked his hand hard and fast, her hips moving in a blur till her pussy exploded, sending her into a shattering orgasm.

She dropped into his arms, and reclaimed his lips. She pushed his hand away from her cunt and grabbed his thick, hard cock, squeezing it hard.

"Oh fuck! I need dick! I need this big, fat black dick in my mouth," she gasped and then Iris dropped to her knees before him, stuck her tongue out and slapped it with his black shaft, sending her saliva flying. 

"Fuck my mouth Dez honey. Fuck my mouth and don't hold back. I need to drink your cum honey. Feed me."

She was in such a frenzied, greedy lustful state for his meat, the way she started double fisting and pumping him as she smeared her lips and tongue all over his jet black rod, making it all slick with her saliva. Dez moaned and groaned. 

"You like that huh! Like the way I suck your fucking big, black cock huh!" she growled, her dark eyes blazing into his face. Her balloon like, thick, ripe ass cheeks were split by the tiniest thong ever seen on the Copacabana. She was wagging and waving that money maker proudly in the air, like the Brazilian flag at the world cup finals.

She vacuumed the velvety shaft, dragging her lips up and down and had him throwing himself back in the couch and moaning deep in his chest.

She peeled back the foreskin and moaned at the sight of the big, dark, heart shaped head. The thick pee slit was filled with thick, precum. She kissed it lovingly, vacuuming half of it into her mouth and lapping up his tasty, stringy precum. Then she snaked her hot, moist tongue around it and and teased the engorged, sensitive head so good she made his cock leap. 

Dez was in heaven as the woman he had loved more than any other women vacuumed his big, fat black cock into her mouth and swirled it around, sucking it like she was sucking the meat off a chicken bone and groaning with relish. Then she glared into his eyes, with her dark lips stretched lewdly around his cock and gave an animal groan. She went feverish, and her head started bobbing fast as her mouth slurped loudly while she jerked his cock frenziedly with both hands.

Dez had no chance to even hold back, Trish beat the cum out of his balls. His dick swelled huge and rigid, deforming her mouth into a huge oval shape. She grunted and bore down on him, taking his entire shaft into her hot throat. Then she was deep throating him, swallowing his man meat up in the deepest confines of her warm, wet oral cavity. There was no gagging or spluttering from this cock loving African chick. And she wasn't just moving her head neither; her whole body was bouncing back and forth, her fine back muscles flexing, as she threw her whole gorgeous, curvaceous body at the black meat, giving Dez the deepest, wettest, loudest of blow jobs. 

Her dark eyes twinkled wildly and she was gurgling and gobbling in her throat, fucking him with her tight, slippery wind pipe. Her hand was grabbing and pulling on his heavy, dangling balls and it was exquisite.

Dez grabbed her face in both hands and pumped his hips up to meet her. He groaned and grunted as he yanked her onto his meet and shoved it deep into her throat, swelling so big she couldn't even breathe. Suddenly, he gave a sharp, animal grunt and his hips shot off the couch. His hips jerked sharply as his balls erupted mightily. Trish pushed him back and took the thick, hard jets of cum in her mouth, moaning with relish, her body trembling as she started sucking and swallowing hard. 

Chapter 3

He gasped for breath as he sank back on the couch, and Trish knelt before him, gasping, with cum trickling down her jaw. But she wasn't finished yet. She milked and drained his cock with her hand, sucking up every last drop of cum, moaning with relish. 

"You want me to get nasty and drive you real wild. Want that huh!" she rasped huskily, her nostrils flaring as if she was angry.

"Yeah. Go ahead mama! Rock my world!"

"I am going to do something to you that I have never done for my husband... Coz its just too nasty!"

Then she dropped his cock on his belly and the greedy, cock hungry African woman grabbed his balls, squeezing where his sack joined his cock, making the fat balls puff out, then she kissed them wetly, smearing her hot, wet lips into them. She snaked her tongue around them, stroking and massaging them and he went mad. Then she sucked them into her hot mouth, one after the other, chewing, sucking, pulling her lips off with a loud pop and gobbling them up again and again. Dez writhed on the couch.

"Do your white girls do that huh! Do they rock you like this!"

"You the best mama!" he rasped.

"I know Nigga!" she smiled naughtily and pushed his thighs up. "Hold them up for me daddy!" 

Then Trish grabbed his cheeks and pulled them apart and she went down on his crack. She licked it and sucked his sensitive cleft, driving him wild with the heat of her tongue as she made him moan and cry. She rimmed his puckered hole and and teased it with her hot tongue tip, coaxing it to relax, then she pushed inside his hole. She grabbed his cock and gave him an incensing hand job as she bobbed her head and slithered her long, pink tongue into him, he groaned and moaned and writhed on the couch. Her naughty eyes twinkled at him like, "Yeah, I am doing this to you daddy!"

Dez grabbed her head and ground his ass lustily into her tongue and she slurped and sucked him so good he thought he would die. Then she finally vacuumed his dick back into her mouth and jerked him hard and fast as she sucked his dick so so hard and good. Dez exploded in her mouth yet again. She eased her finger into his hole and started stroking his prostrate and he stayed hard in her mouth. She worked him and he went mad, throwing his head back and bawling till he he exploded in her mouth in record time. Trish kept fingering his hole and he got hard again.

"My belly is so full. Thanks daddy. My husband needs an hour to recover," Trish grinned as she scooped the cum off her jaw and licked it off her finger.




The Second Foundation Pt. 06



"Forget that white boy!" Dez groaned.

The athletic black lover flipped the African on her back on the couch and peeled off her lace boy panties. The gusset was wet and it stuck to her pussy. He pulled it off and gazed at it, and it was covered in a whitish cream.

"You have been dripping, you naughty whore!"

"Yes darling," she admitted naughtily. "Are you gonna fuck my brown pussy good!" 

Dez called her a naughty, slut wife and whipped her cunt with his big, spongy, black baton stick. She caught her ankles, raised and parted her legs and her shaved, bald, chocolate brown pussy gave him a gleaming smile. Her dark, lush pussy lips were swollen thick and smeared with whitish girl cum. It was beautiful. He groaned with hunger and grabbed her ass cheeks, to raise her pussy like a platter to his lips. He feasted on the soft, dripping folds of her cunt, lapping up her tasty, copious juices. She loved it, crying, her eyes rolling wildly in their sockets. She grabbed her lips and pulled them apart and he tongue fucked her, wriggling his tongue deep into her hot, clutching hole. Trish went wild, crying, writhing and pumping her lusty hips till she came all over his face. 

Then he fingered her cunt and ate her thick, engorged clit until she came yet again. Dez shoved her knees into her breasts and devoured her chocolate brown crack, licking her from her slit to the small of her back and back. He slobbered all over her buttocks and then ran his tongue around her hole. He went down and and tongued her puckered, dark hole as she frigged her clit and came yet again. 

It was then he raised her thighs high and slid his swollen, dark cock into her. Trish raised herself on her elbows and moaned as she gazed at a nice, fat black cock filling up her brown pussy for the first time in two years. She loved it. It felt so good, filling her up plumply, stretching her hole as it throbbed in her cunt.

Dez fucked her long and good, with deep, rhythmic thrusts, rolling his hips as if he was dancing as he went churning her cunt until she was cumming hard. Trish grabbed his arms as her lips curled back in an animal snarl. She whipped her hips, beating his cock with her pussy in a frenzy and squeezing it tightly till he was almost cumming. She rolled off his dick and cooled it in her mouth. Then she returned to the position, hooked her feet around his neck, arched her back and started dancing on his dick, round and round, like a sexy pole dancer, only she was dancing on a fleshy pole. 

They both moaned and cried at their beautiful fucking. Shit had soul in it, motherfucker. 

But as yet another shattering orgasm broke over her, Trish started bucking and , jerking wildly, her head tossing wildly as her eyes rolled back in her head. She came for ages, bawling and riding from one orgasm to the next. As her orgasm finally subsided, he flipped her on her bely, her ass hanging over the edge of the couch. He scooped up the goo from her dripping snatch and fed it into her puckered hole. 

They both groaned as he entered her ass hole, sending his thick meat sliding into her rectum, filling her up completely, making her moan with pleasure deep in her chest. He let her get used to it and relax, then he grabbed her hips and started pumping his hips back and forth rhythmically, rolling them. Trish cried sweetly and rolled her ass, dancing all over his dick. 

He fucked her long and good, filling up her rectum with his long, swollen black meat. She loved it and went absolutely wild. She went even wilder as he pulled it out, leaving her hole gaping lewdly, and fed his meat straight from her ass into her mouth. She sucked his cock, relishing tasting her ass like a slut. She cleaned him up, teased him with her naughty tongue and then spat it out, grabbed her cheeks, pulled them open and told him,

"Please fuck my big ass with that big, black cock! Tear me a new one darling!!"

He had to press her face into the couch to gag her loud, frenzied cries of lust as he fucked that ass into an oblivion. When his cock swelled to bursting and his big, dangling balls were hard as rocks, he pulled it out of her gaping hole and fed it into her mouth. Then she deep throated his smeared cock and he exploded, shooting his cum straight to her belly.

In the aftermath of their hard core black fucking, the two of them lay on the couch, sweaty limbs intertwined.

Trish became Dez' regular fuck. Whenever her husband was away, she would dash over and get the nice, hard black cock she needed. They would fuck each other blind and laugh about her German husband. 

Chapter 4

When Trish came to visit Dez at his bar, she met Anja, who was visiting, without her child. In fact, Anja had come to Dez to tell him it was about time she had a second black child. The German chick was was so jealous when she met Trish it was pathetic. She was unfriendly and rude to her that Trish got pissed. Dez told her to calm down. After he closed the bar, he went with Trish and Anja to the back room and lit a joint. 

"Anja, you were rude to this black princess, now, you need to apologize properly! I want you to go down on your knees and suck her pussy."

Tris smiled but Anja gasped.

"What!" Anja snorted. "Don't be stupid! What drug are you on!"

Dez grabbed Anja's hair and forced her down on her knees before him. He took his cock out. It was thick and hard. He told her to suck. At first Anja refused. Trish smiled as Dez made the white girl do as he pleased. He had some hold over her. She was obedient like she was his slave. Dez rubbed his cock all over Anja's face and she started shuddering heavily, wailing in anguish and blushing profusely. 

"Lick it and lap it whore! Do it Anja, you slut! You know you are nothing but my white fuck slut! Do it you stupid German cunt!"

To Trish's amazement, Anja moaned with pleasure and started licking and lapping away at Dez' cock. Then she gobbled it up in her mouth and started sucking it voraciously. She kept casting Trish glares, and her eyes were flaring with excitement and lust. Trish couldn't believe how horny she was feeling. Her pussy was dripping wet and her nipples were hard as rocks.

"Get up and get naked Trish. I want you to come over here and lower your pussy on my slut's face, she is going to lick it real good.

"No! I am not your cheap bitch!" Anja gasped.

"You are what I tell you to be whore. Now, I want you to lick my ass!"

"I wont do it. Not in front of her please!"

"Yes whore!"

Dez turned on his heel, grabbed Anja's hair and pulled her into his ass crack. The German girl was soon eating the black ass hungrily, greedily and she was tonguing Dez' puckered hole, sucking and slurping voraciously as if Trish wasn't there. Then she turned to look at Trish as she bobbed her head and slithered her long tongue into the black ass hole.

"Get naked Trish and rub your cunt. Get your slit all wet and juicy. My bitch is thirsty!"

Trish smiled, feeling wild excitement she felt as she stripped off everything, except her high heeled shoes. She parted her thighs and stroked her itchy clit and dripping cunt. Then she stepped up to the kneeling Anja. The white girl cowered as she stared at the fat black pussy. Trish felt powerful, as she saw Anja's fear and lust.

"Suck her pussy, you worthless slut! Lap the black princesses cunt!"

"No! I cant!" Anja wailed.

"Stupid whore!" Dez grabbed Anja by the hair and shoved his cock into her mouth and fucked her face feverishly, chocking and gagging her with his dick. She started moaning and throwing her head at his cock, loving being taken brutally by the black man. 

Dez finally pulled it out, slapped her face with it and then handed her hair to Trish.

"She is your slut now. Make her do it. She is a white slut and a slave. Make her serve you!"

Trish felt wildly excited. She smacked Anja across the face, not hard, but just enough to show her she was boss. 

"I want you to lick my pussy, you sweet little white whore!"

Anja whimpered, but Trish grabbed a firm hold of her hair and lowered her pussy on her lips. She kept them closed. Trish tugged at her hair and said, "Lick and lap it up. My next slap wont be so nice."

Anja was nearly drowned in the dripping, salty, musky black pussy. She started licking and lapping, as Trish's juices just poured into her mouth and all over her lower face. She started lapping like a cat. Trish moaned and her hips rolled. She danced all over Anja#s face.

"Damn! She is a good slut! Yes. Lap my slit. Oh yesssss! Suck on the lips. Let me hear you slurp and suck! And look up at me honey! Gosh your white face looks so pretty in my black pussy. Here, take that you sweet darling..." Trish slapped her across the face and Anja shivered and moaned with pleasure. 

"Open your mouth and take it all in whore. suck and slurp, whore!" Anja felt shivers all over her body as she obeyed the commanding voice. She opened her mouth and engulfed the shaved, soft, fleshy pussy. She munched and sucked and slobbered away hungrily, moaning and shuddering. Then she eased her long tongue up Trish's hot, clutching hole and started bobbing, looking up into her dark eyes with her doleful, big glassy eyes. She felt so enchanted, seeing the intense pleasure in Trish's face, the pleasure she was causing, by serving her as her sex slave. Her and Dez' white sex slave. Trish was so horny she came instantly. 

Dez and Trish used Anja for their pleasure all night long. Anja sucked dick and ate pussy and ass holes till her jaw and tongue were sore. Dez fucked Trish's holes and made Anja eat Trish's clit or ass hole and bring her off. He would pull his hard cock out of Trish's hole and make Anja lick it clean. Then Dez fucked Anja whilst Trish sat on her face and fed her black twat. The black woman fucked the white girl's nose and chin and brought herself off.

Anja had never felt such wild happiness before, except when Dez used her. Trish loved it too and said she couldn't get enough of humiliating a stupid white cunt. They were all so happy and satisfied..

The next day, Dez told Anja if she wanted another baby, she had to work for it and show some talent. He got a camera and made a home movie with the German girl. They made her dress up in a skimpy maid's dress with a tiny uniform and no panties. The film started off with Trish lazing around like a no good, lazy cunt, drinking alcohol instead of cleaning. Then she saw Trish's purse lying on the table and stole some cash and credit cards. Just then, cut! And Trish and Dez walked in and caught her red handed. Anja was then punished severely, insulted, smacked, whipped till her ass was red, made to clean their shoes with her spit, and then made to lick their toes, feet and then their genitals. Then she was fucked thoroughly and out of her mind by them both and used and humiliated.

All three of them enjoyed the experience so much, Anja stayed around for several weeks and it became their regular game. They always came up with some story line for all three to play. One thing remained the same, Anja would always play some white girl who got humiliated, punished and used. She loved the games just as much as they did. 

Trish thoroughly enjoyed using the white girl and she would ask to borrow his slut once in a while. Dez would simply tell Anja to go to Trish and suck her ass and pussy and do as she was told. Anja soon began to love Trish, for the curvy black woman was good to her, she satisfied her perverted cravings to be black used and black fucked. She would feed her her tasty dark twat and then eat her out and make her cum till she cried tears of joy. Trish knew how to make a slut feel good.

Chapter 5

Now, Trish was told everything by Dez and she in turn told him everything. He introduced her to Angela.

"Angela is my wife. And Trish is my wife too." Dez told the two women. "Most of the other women I have kids with are just my children's moms, but they are really not that dear or special to me. However, you two mean the world to me."

Angela told Trish about her plans to build a villa for Dez' children and wives, with a Harem of pretty young women from all over the world, for them all to fuck. Trish loved the idea. She however told Dez that he had to get her dad's fortune. For her dad, Rudiger, was worth at least one and a half billion dollars now. And he needed an heir, a real heir, to take over the family fortune from him and his stupid son Erich, who really was a dumb cunt.

Angela and Dez were down with the plan. All Dez had to do was seduce and marry and own Iris. Then the next steps would follow.

Chapter 6

Trish arranged to make Dez meet and meat her half sister, the blond white girl, Iris.

Now Trish had kept urging Iris to dump Leo or at least try out a black dude. Iris was tempted, especially when they went out to party and she danced with black guys. They moved so much better than Leo. Leo could not dance at all. He was stiff. And when she went out dancing with him and started shaking her ass raunchily, he would say she was embarrassing him, dancing like a whore and he would always say her ass was too big and she should go jogging more and eat less, biting into her complex about her big ass. 

But when she danced with black guys, Iris felt so alive and happy. They moved so well, like they had rhythm in their blood, even though Trish told her it was really because in Africa, music, singing and dancing were so much a part of every day life. Iris got so excited when they would grind into her and push their big bulges into her. At first, she felt scared, but Trish told her it was all part of a game. She should pay them back with the same coin. Iris started grinding back and gave the guys hard dicks, just like they were making her pussy wet.

A couple of times, when she was drunk and stoned, she kissed with some black guys in discos. But when they tried to take her home, she baulked and ran looking for Trish. More often than not, the two of them would end up going home together. They would kiss and finger each other in the back seat, prompting horny taxi drivers to offer them their cocks. Iris would turn them down before horny Trish had the chance to invite them upstairs. Then she and Trish would eat, tongue and fuck each other with a vibrator all night.

Now, Iris went to meet her sister at her Restaurant and found her talking intimately with a handsome, sexy black guy. Trish introduced Dez to Iris. Iris felt herself melt in his dark gaze. 

"hi Iris. You must have a black grand dad," Dez said to Iris, making her melt with his deep, dark voice and sweet smile, his eyes lingering on her thick ass.

"Not that I know of, but I didn't ask my naughty grand mum," Iris joked back.

"Listen guys, Dez and I were supposed to go out. But I got period pains. Why don't you take him out for me after work."

"I was supposed to meet my boyfriend," Iris said.

"Cancel. There is this hot party, Brazilian. You guys will love it."

Iris called Leo and asked him to join them but he wouldn't He was a bit surly, but she wanted to go out and dance and party. She ended up hitting the party with Dez and Trish. 

It was a lively party, with many dark, handsome men and so many women. Many of them, especially the white German girls were so horny for the black guys, gazing at them with horny, greedy eyes as they moved and danced so sexily.

The three were drinking and smoking weed, chatting loudly and dancing. As they got drunk, Trish pulled Iris onto the floor and said it was time to set the roof on fire and let the motherfucker burn.

They danced very raunchily, literary fucking each other on the floor, rubbing their crotches together and popping their asses as if fucking huge, nice, imaginary dicks, making the people stare with lust. Iris was so glad Leo wasn't around after all. 

Dez dragged her onto the dance floor. Feeling wild, Iris shook her ass and rolled her hips and felt good as he seemed very impressed. 

"Wow, I was right, you have black blood. My! Where did you learn to shake that ass like that?"

"Trish taught me. And thanks. You are not bad yourself."

He didn't waste time, wrapping his arms tightly around her, taking her curvy hips in his big hands as he eased his powerful thigh between hers. Iris laid her head on his shoulder and inhaled a mixture of his deodorant and manly smell and it made her senses reel. He led as they swayed to the music, rolling their hips smoothly, raunchily, as if they were fucking. Iris felt a wild arousal grab hold of her senses as she felt his hot, hard muscles grinding into her soft, curvy body. She snaked her arms around his middle and yanked him to her. Dez moaned and cupped her ass in his big, strong hands and exploring and fondling it as he ground his sizeable hot, meaty bulge into her crotch. Iris got carried away on a wave of lust and started rubbing her pussy into his meat. They danced a couple of songs, their arms wrapping tighter and tighter around each other. Iris had never felt so horny on a dance floor.

Finally, Trish came and said, "time out" and took Dez. Many other guys jumped at Iris and a fight nearly broke out.

Trish mainly danced with Dez and they were getting their groove on, bumping and grinding as if they were fucking on the dance floor Iris felt like a beauty queen. The black guys were all crazy for her, making her feel like a tall, sexy blond pagan sex goddess ruling the world with her big ass. She felt so naughty and wild, as she danced with several guys, putting it on them as Trish would say, flirting with them, grinding her boiling cunt into their cocks and popping her ass all over their crotches, making them rock hard as they got her nice and wet.

She was now finally understanding what Trish meant about letting go and having wild fun.

Chapter 7

Many girls cast her nasty looks, mingled with lust, for Iris was hot, in her short black skirt and white, backless halter top. Guys ogled her like the blond was a pagan sex goddess or a hot, tasty cake straight from the oven. As soon as she finished dancing with one guy, the next was standing in line, buying her a drink and then taking her on the dance floor. A couple of times, Iris thought she had over done it, for the guys gasped and convulsed, as if they were cuming, a bit, at least. Iris felt wicked and powerful, and horny and wild.

A big, handsome, blond German, from the former east, by the accent, stepped up to Iris as she took a breather and asked her to dance. 

"She is resting. Back off," Trish said dismissively.

"I wasn't talking to you!" the guy responded testily. He was drunk.

"I am talking to you though. Maybe we just don't like white guys, yunno," Trish said cheekily.

"Back off man," Dez said to him.

"Who the fuck are you!" the guy snapped at Dez, getting all aggressive, as if it had been his plan all along, to start with a black guy.

"calm down guys. I will dance with you one song."

Iris stood up and went with him to de-escalate the situation. And she actually found him handsome, if rather coarse.

Iris put it on him and popped her hips and ass all over his dick. He looked like he was about to come on the dance floor. As the song ended, the big guy became persistent and wouldn't let her go. He even threatened to hit another guy, a Brazilian, who wanted to dance with her, lying that she was his girl. Then he snatched Iris' hand in a grip of steel and tried to drag her outside, to his car. She said he should let her go.

"So, you one of those stupid girls that only fuck with niggers or what! This is a shame for Germany!" he sneered.

"Are you a Nazi or what? Back off. No means no! Ass hole!" Iris smacked him, twisted her arm free ran to Dez and Trish, who were kissing and bumping and grinding. The horny guy chased after her. Iris sought refugee behind Dez and hugged him from behind, wrapping her arms around his middle and she kissed his neck.




The Second Foundation Pt. 06



"This is my boyfriend, now back off please."

"You stupid cunt! You cant be serious that you would rather be with a nigger than me! Come here! What the fuck can this monkey do for you!"

He was dead drunk, racist, arrogant, rude and so horny he would have raped a nun.

"Hey dude, hit on her all you want, but don't insult me, all right!"

"Shut the fuck up, black wanker!" the guy sneered. "Shut the fuck up or you will catch a hard one to the kisser."

Dez had boxed most of his teen age years, and he was drunk and in a fight like mood. He smiled at the big guy.

"Lemme go," he whispered to Iris. She backed off. She looked at Trish and she was smiling nastily. "There man, go ahead, take her! I don't want no trouble." he raised his arms.

"Smart guy!" the big guy responded and reached for Iris. She panicked and started to scream as his meaty hand closed over hers. Then Dez smacked the guy to the face, making him see stars.

"Respect women, you jerk!"

The guy snarled and charged at Dez blindly, swinging his meaty arms. Dez sidestepped, and kicked him hard to the balls. As the guy cried and started to double over, Dez kneed him brutally to the forehead, making him shoot upright. Then the black man lashed out with a thunderous right. There was a meaty thud and the guy dropped like a sack of potatoes. Trish kicked him hard, three times and he lay on the ground, squirming and moaning.

Typically, the guy started saying he was calling the cops. The security guys, who were foreigners and had seen the guy starting shit, rushed Trish, Iris and Dez to leave and they would tell the cops jack shit!

Dez and Trish took Iris between them, laughing. Iris was a bit confused. As they waited for the taxi, she turned to Dez and said,

"Thanks. For protecting me."

"Kiss him. Kiss your hero,"Trish laughed and pushed her into Dez' arms. She hugged him and kissed him on the lips.

"Its all right!" he patted her ass cheeks and for a second, his cock was grinding into her cunt. 

"What kind of a kiss is that for your defender!" Trish teased.

"Chill!" Dez laughed and patted Iris' ass.

She felt so horny and excited. No man had ever fought for her. Once, a guy had grabbed her ass in a disco. She had slapped him and he had slapped her back. Leo had not fought to defend her, but had called the cops. By the time they came, the guy was long gone. Iris jumped into Dez' arms suddenly and kissed him hard on the lips, shoving her tongue into his mouth. Then she released him and they tumbled into a cab.

Chapter 8

Dez sat in the middle, and put his arms around both girls,

"Broadcasting live, in stereo," he joked and pulled them close. Then Trish and Dez were kissing right besides her, feasting greedily on each other's lips. Iris gazed at them, their faces looking so dark in the street light. 

"Black heat!" she thought to herself as Dez' hand stroked her ass, exploring it even as he tongued Trish.

"Don't feel left out honey!" Trish said and pulled Iris close then she tongue kissed her. Iris felt a wanton lust grip her and she kissed her back hungrily, their mouths sucking and slurping. Trish suddenly ducked back, pushed Iris at Dez and suddenly, his thick, soft, hungry lips were kissing her, then his tongue was in her mouth. It was so big, thick and forceful. She melted and sucked on it like a cock, trying to swallow it down her throat and devour it. 

"Dez, you lucky guy!" Iris heard him groan as Trish grabbed his crotch. Then Trish pushed her lips to theirs and all three were kissing, groping and fondling, six itchy hands blindly grabbing and squeezing hot flesh. Dez pulled each girl#s thigh over one of his and squeezed their asses, making them grind their dripping pussies onto his thigh as they tongued each other. Iris just couldn't believe what she was doing as the three of them twirled their tongues around each other.

The ride went by in a blur.

They had vodka and juice and a strong joint in their living room. Then Dez pulled them both to their feet and they danced raunchily and laughed.

"I wanna be in the middle. I wanna be sandwiched!" Trish chuckled dirtily and pulled Dez behind her as she pulled Iris in front of her. She snaked a hand around Iris' hip as she leaned back into Dez, grinding her ass lewdly into his cock.

Lets put the white girl in the middle and torture her," Trish giggled drunkenly.

Dez agreed and Iris was taken between two horny black bodies and made to sway to the high life music as the two fondled and ground into her shamelessly. She felt the black man mould his hot, muscular body into her back and grind his hard cock into her ass as Trish shoved her thigh between hers and dry humped her, nearly making her itchy pussy explode. Then Trish was fondling her breasts and tongue kissing her feverishly. Iris blushed profusely even as her pussy melted and she kissed Trish feverishly, grabbing her tits and ass. Dez' chewed her ear lobe, making her hiss sharply, then he was pulling her skirt up and bunching it around her waist, exposing her fine, round ass, split by a tiny black thong.

"fuck, what a wonderful, big, fine, white ass!" he gasped and smacked both her cheeks and then he sank his fingers into them and ground his cock into her ass fiercely. She could feel it through his thin longs as if he was naked. She gasped, realising he was probably not wearing under wear. Gasping, she tried to pull away. But Trish slapped her palm into her cunt and grabbed it, to squeeze it so hard. Her hand was soaked by the wet thongs. 

Iris reeled and nearly lost her balance, but Dez held her in place, grabbing her hips with his powerful hands and dry humping her ass. His meat was now so thick and hot and he was grinding it so hard into her ass she feared it would rip through her short dress and panties and hurtle into her cunt. The thought made her pussy so wet and she got so horny she felt dizzy.

"No!" Iris wailed as Trish ripped her top off her tits and grabbed her creamy breasts, then she was squeezing and sucking on them, eating them like a starving sailor. Iris gasped and shuddered heavily as sharp bolts of lightning lanced straight to her clit. 

"Hold them up and squeeze them honey!" Trish begged Dez and he snaked his arms around Iris and grabbed her tits, squeezing them at the base, making them puff out like balloons Her thick, long pink nipples pointed at Trish like bullets about to shoot off.

"I'm gonna make you cum, whore!" Trish spat nastily, and shoved her hand into her thongs. Iris felt the black girl's digits hook over her engorged clit with familiarity.

"No!!! No!!! Trish! Don't you dare!" she wailed, and then the inevitable came.

Trish shoved her fingers into her dripping slit to wet them, then she snatched Iris' slit and rubbed it vigorously. Iris shuddered heavily. She bit her lower lip to cut off her impending orgasm. But she was too horny and excited and the searing carnal lust she felt would not be calmed down.

She caught Iris' thick, engorged clit between her fingers and pinched it hard. Iris jumped and yelped sharply, feeling as if her whole body was on fire and swimming through high voltage electricity at the same time. Dez shook her tits and laughed dirtily, then Trish caught a hot nipple between her lips and sucked so hard, like she wanted to rip it off and swallow it down her throat. Her hand moved in a blur in Iris' panties rubbing her clit so vigorously. Iris found herself slapping her arms around Trish's head to yank her to her tits and grinding her ass feverishly into Dez' hard cock.

"Oh Trish, how can you do this to me!" Iris wailed in anguish.

Dez grabbed her forehead, turned her face upwards and kissed her, ravishing her pink mouth fiercely. She devoured his mouth with a carnal greed that surprised her. Then her clit exploded into a thousand, tiny, melting hot shreds. Her hips jerked violently as an awesome orgasm ripped through her cunt, making her see stars and feel like she was floating. She almost couldn't believe that it was her voice she heard crying in the agony of immense pleasure.

Iris finally gathered herself enough to stagger to a glass and a joint, hearing Dez and Trish chuckle dirtily. She blushed profusely and turned to admonish Trish, but she chocked on her words as she saw her friend sucking Dez' tongue down her throat and dry fucking him shamelessly, riding his powerful thigh that she had clamped between hers.

Dez' naughty eyes caught Iris'.

"Come and get even!" he said and then he turned Trish around and and sank onto a couch, pulling her with him, her ass glued to his cock. He grabbed her between her legs, cupping her ass with one hand as the other hand grabbed her tits and squeezed them.

Iris stood unsure, suddenly aware that he skirt was still around her hips. She wanted to push it down, but Trish smiled mockingly and said,

"Forget her. She is chicken! Just one big baby!" 

"You are asking for trouble, bitch!" Iris snorted, put the joint down and pounced on them! She was gonna pay Trish back with the same coin. She forced her hips between Trish's thighs and grabbed her by the short, black hair, then she was kissing her ferociously, as if she wanted to devour her. Trish wrapped her thighs and arms around her and devoured her right back, fucking her belly like a horny rabbit.

Dez groaned with lust as the two women went at it right over him. He pulled Trish's tits out of her top. Iris saw them and descended on them, feasting on them with a searing, wanton lust. Her lips were sucking and slurping away loudly, wetly, pulling off the thick nipples with succulent pops. Trish threw her head back and Dez devoured her mouth. He shoved his hand between their bodies, forcing it down Trish' hipster jeans, sliding his digits into her wet cunt.

"Oh fuck! You guys want trouble now! You are asking for it!" Trish growled and popped her pants open. She shoved them down her hips, taking her soaked thongs with them. Iris gasped with shock, as Trish exposed her shaved dark chocolate pussy and the scent of arousal hit their nostrils. 

"You are such a shameless whore!" she gasped, but her hand reacted automatically. She slapped Trish's cunt and then shoved two long digits into her cunt. She screwed them in and started fingering her friend's sloshing cunt. Dez pushed his digits in Iris' mouth. She was surprised for a second, then she was licking and sucking them. Then he slapped them into Trish's cunt and started rubbing her clit. 

"Ah fuck!!! Yesssss!!! Yesss!!!" Trish cried. She threw her head back, her eyes rolling back in her head. Dez latched his hungry lips onto hers and kissed her fiercely. Trish sucked his tongue down her throat, her hips fucking Iris' digits wildly as the blond devoured her tits greedily. Trish came suddenly, screaming and writhing and twisting her body wildly.

Then she caught her breath and grabbed a wad of blond hair in each hand. She smiled nastily.

"No!" Iris gasped with horror.

Then Trish shoved the white girl down to her pussy. Dez removed his hand and Iris was pushed down into the engorged, dripping black pussy. Then Trish was fucking her face, holding her in place with her powerful hands.

"Fuck you Iris! You stupid cunt! Put me out of my fucking misery!"

"You horny fucking slut!" Iris growled then she dove into her, munching and ravening her pussy like a starving beast. Trish slapped her thighs around Iris' face and fucked her lustily crying and writhing on Dez' body.

"Put it in! I want it in!" Iris heard her crying in the distance, but she couldn't fathom it, she was so engrossed in eating her pussy.

Trish's hips rose and Iris went with her. Dez ripped his pants open and pulled out his thick, engorged cock. He wrapped his big hand around the head and wanked it fast for good measure, peeling the foreskin back. As Trish sank down on him, Iris felt something meaty and hot pushing against her chin. Then Trish cried out as if in agony. 

Iris pulled back and stared in disbelief as she saw a thick, long black cock sliding all the way into Trish's pussy. She couldn't believe it would all fit in, but sure enough, Trish's ass came to rest on Dez' shaved groin.

"What the fuck you staring at! Eat my clit and make me cum!!!!" Trish snarled like a beast in pain.

"No!" Iris gasped.

But Trish was far too gone for any shit. She yanked her to her cunt, by her hair and started fucking.

Iris started licking and sucking the fat engorged clit, feeling and hearing Dez' thick cock slosh in and out of Trish as the black man pumped his lusty hips up and down.

"Ah yes!!!! Eat me Iris. Please baby! You know how I like it! I am begging you!" Trish gave such an anguished moan and her eyes were filled with begging.

"Fuck! You are unbelievable! Slut!" Iris laughed and smacked her clit. Then she pinched it and pulled it making her hiss like an angry snake. Then she went down and started sucking it hard, stretching it, releasing it and then flicking it fast with her tongue, just like Trish loved. Dez started fucking her furiously, making it more difficult, but Iris held on to her hips tenaciously and sucked and slurped on her clit, feeling it harden. Dez felt Trish's cunt clutch his cock and tug on it ferociously. He had intended to keep his dick hard and fuck for ages, but the pussy was so hot and tight. His cock was heating up fast.

"Grab his balls and squeeze. Don't be sacred of them big, black balls. He is only a man!" Trish moaned.

Iris grabbed them dreamily, and held them up. They felt so heavy. She started squeezing and pulling on them and Dez groaned and fucked Trish harder. Trish raised herself up on her arms planted on Dez and started popping her hips up and down, sending the huge cock hurtling into her. Iris couldn't believe it. It was like she was dancing, only the imaginary cock they usually fucked on the dance floor was replaced by a real, big, hard black one. Iris gazed at the thick, jet black, veined meaty rod, sloshing wetly in and out of Trish's stretched, dark pussy lips. Her pussy seemed to melt and she got so horny she could feel her juices flowing down the insides of her thighs. She felt so dirty, nasty and wicked.

"Grab her nipples and pinch them hard, she likes that, the bitch!" she sneered at Dez' tortured face. He slapped his big hands around Trish's heaving breasts and pinched them hard, making her shake. But she never lost her rhythm Satisfied, Iris dove at Trish's clit with renewed urgency. Sometimes the black girl's popping hips would dislodge her lips but she chased that clit and caught it and sucked it.

"Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!!!" Trish cried like a moron and then she just dumped her hips down on Dez, slamming his thick cock into the depths of dripping cunt. Then she was cuming. Iris chuckled, looking up at Trish crying, with a mad look on her face as she came hard. She sucked and flicked her clit hard, sending her hurtling into one orgasm after another. 

"Ah fuck!" Dez groaned in deep agony and his hips bucked violently. Iris pulled back in fear and stared.

She saw Dez' cock swell to impossible proportions, like it would tear Trish's pussy apart. Then his balls were contracting violently in her pale, white palm and his cock seemed to leap like a zealous beast. She thought she heard a sound like cream being squeezed forcefully out of a tube. Then Trish was crying and cuming again. 

Chapter 9

Iris saw something creamy seeping out from Trish' cunt, dripping down the thick, black erection, going down to form thick droplets on the big, black balls she was still cupping.

Iris simply remained paralysed, staring. She couldn't believe Trish had just fucked this guy and he had cum in her. And she had assisted.

Trish slowly sat up as Dez lay back on the couch, gasping and groaning.

"Fuck! Thanks guys! You are next Iris. You are gonna get your first black cock tonight!"

"No!" Iris gasped. I I I, I have a boyfriend"

"Fuck him!" Trish growled and suddenly shot to her feet Dez' cock pulled out of her with a loud plop and she held on to Iris' hair, towering over her.

"But first, you are going to have a cream pie!" 

"No!" Iris cried, staring into the gaping pussy, out of which thick strings of creamy cum were leaking. She tried to pull back frantically.

But Trish grabbed two wads of hair, holding her firmly in place. Then she shoved her cunt down on her mouth. Iris kept it sealed as Trish fucked her face with her smeared, soggy cunt.

"Open up and clean me up! DO it! You know you want it, you horny whore! DO it fucking right now. Lap it up!"

Iris knew she should have felt revulsion, but her heart was beating so fast, and she felt such a carnal hunger. She opened her mouth and engulfed Trish's pussy. A mixture of her friend's familiar juices and the musky, salty male fluid poured into her mouth, filling it up. The taste attacked her buds sharply, making her wince even as the drool poured into her mouth.

"Yeah. You know how I like it! Slurp and munch!"

Then her reckless, wanton lust gripped her and Iris was slurping and munching and lapping and sucking. She did it with a wild, animal abandon! She grabbed Trish's hips and pulled her onto her mouth as she hurtled her tongue into her hole, chasing after the tasty cum, slurping it into her mouth and swallowing it.

She couldn't believe it, but Trish started frigging her clit as she looked down at her, and she came again. But finally, she pushed off, gasping, staggering on wobbly legs.

Iris found herself kneeling at Dez' feet, with half her face covered in pussy juice and cum. She thought he must feel disgusted with her. But he sat there gazing at her, looking amused, as he stroked his smeared cock. It was half hard, but very big and thick. Iris felt scared.

"Trish tells me you have had a black cock."

"No!" she gasped and started to wipe her face. "I have a boyfriend"

"Then you are still a virgin." He stood up smiling and towered over her, stroking his cock as he stepped closer.

"No! Please. No! I cant cheat on my boyfriend!" she said through a parched throat, her eyes glued onto his cock.

"Clean it for me and I will let you be! I promise." he sounded sincere. Iris didn't believe him one bit, but she felt mesmerized. Compelled to obey. 

"I can always run to my room and rock myself in," she told herself, as she reached up for it with shaking hands. She nearly jumped as she made contact with his spongy, hot, throbbing shaft, for it suddenly leaped.

"Don't be scared. Grab it real firm. That's it. Now stroke it."

"It doesn't bite Iris! Don't shame me now!" Trish said, and Iris turned to see her black friend watching, smoking a joint and sipping from her glass. She was in a sofa, leaning back, her legs carelessly splayed revealing her gaping, well fucked cunt!

Iris started wiping Dez' cock with her palm, trying to remove the creamy smears.

"That is not what I meant! That is not how to clean up a nice, big, black cock!"

"Shall I get a towel?"

"He means use your mouth, dummy. Lick that black dick clean!"

"No!" Iris gasped.

Then Dez grabbed a wad of her hair and pulled her mouth to his cock. She didn't resist. Somehow, she liked feeling his hand, holding her head, pulling her mouth to his cock.

"Lick it! I want it spanking clean!" he rasped in a deep, dark voice.

"No! I have never done that! I cant!"

"Just run your tongue all over it. Look at the way you are staring at it. You know you want to."

Iris felt mesmerised. Her hands were pumping up and down, stroking it, feeling it grow rigid. She realized her mouth was drooling.

"OK. I will lick it, nothing more!" she said sincerely, but if she believed her words, then she was the only one to do so.

She held it up to her mouth and started to lick it. She ran her tongue up and down, tasting pussy juicy and cum. She lapped it up with growing eagerness. He groaned and his hips twitched. She felt good. And encouraged and inspired to do more. She licked it like a tasty chocolate lolly and marvelled as it kept growing and growing. She smeared her lips into the shaft and sucked as he pushed it back and forth along her mouth. She had him clean finally.




The Second Foundation Pt. 06



"There!" she rasped, stroking it, liking the way it felt so heavy.

"Clean the head!" Dez pushed it at her mouth. It was fat and engorged There was ore cream in the thick pee slit. Iris shuddered with fear as she leaned in. She lapped up the strings of his cum. Then he grabbed her head in both hands and pushed the thick cock against her lips.

"Open up baby!" She shook her head, her eyes gaping wide open. "Come on now, you are almost done. But this part cant be left out. Take that black cock in your mouth!"

Something about his gentle yet firm, confident voice made her wanna obey. She wailed weakly and opened her jaws as wide as she could. He slowly slid in, then the thick cock head was past her teeth, and resting on her tongue, filling up her mouth.

"Damn!" Dez groaned!

"Fuck! Iris! You look so hot baby, with a mouth full of black dick!"

"Smack your mouth around it like its tasty!"

Iris did it, because it was tasty and exciting. She loved feeling it throb and pulse in her mouth. It was so virile, so manly, so arousing. She had never felt this way about Leo's cock. She had never even sucked him. Dez started rolling his hips, fucking more and more into her mouth. She felt him rest at the back of her mouth, filling her up completely, gagging her.

"Suck and slurp baby. Wrap your mouth around it and suck and slurp!" Dez deep, dark voice told her what to do and she was so glad. 

She squeezed her mouth around him and started to vacuum, making slurping sounds at the back of her mouth. Her senses were reeling, and her skin was live with sharp electrical currents as she sucked a big, fat black cock for the first time in her life. She realized her pussy was weeping again, copiously.

Dez put his big hand on her forehead, and she felt even happier. She rubbed her head against his head and sucked him with more enthusiasm. She reached up to grab his shaft and stroked him, pulling more in her mouth as she devoured him. Time seemed to cease to exist. She was in a dream world, she and the big, hard, black cock that made her feel so good from sucking it.

"Bob your head honey! Bob and jerk him real nice, that's the way..." Trish whispered huskily in her ear, taking her head in both hands and making her bob to meet Dez' gentle, deep thrusts. Dez only groaned with joy.

"Lemme show you! I think you need help!" Trish said kindly and knelt besides Iris. She pulled the cock out of the blond's pink mouth.

"This was easy as stealing chocolate from a kid," she chuckled. "Look and learn, bitch!"

Trish went down on Dez and Iris stared, feeling a residue of jealous. Trish was beaming with excitement as she sucked him into her mouth with a loud slurp, then she was chewing on his fat dick head, stroking it with her tongue, rolling it around her mouth, and groaning deeply, with joy and relish. Her carnal cock eating seemed almost playfully. She double fisted him, and shook him in her mouth. Then she was jerking him up and down and twisting her hands. Sometimes she pulled her lips off him with a plop and just worked him with her slick hands, teasing the head and working the shaft. She rubbed him all over her face and then smacked her tongue with his shaft, sending her spit flying. He cried. Then she would slide her lips around him and suck him again, groaning and devouring him with carnal greed. She bobbed her head hard and fast, making loud, slurping noises. Then she slowed it down and devoured him slowly, her tongue stroking the underside.

Iris smiled dreamily. It seemed so playful, and yet it was so effective. Dez was in heaven. His dick was so hard and he was groaning and shaking his hips. Trish finally pulled her lips off him and passed it back to Iris. 

"There, have fun with that dick. It ain't scary, its a nice, fat, big girl's favourite toy."

As Iris grabbed it and gave vent to her carnal greed, Trish went down and started eating Dez' balls. Iris was much more confident now, stealing Trish's tricks and doing whatever came to mind. Dez loved it. He was dancing in their mouths. Now he was pulling Trish back to his dick and directing Iris to his balls. She devoured them, sucking, licking and massaging them with her hot tongue. She sucked one into her mouth.

"Hum! It will drive a Nigga mad!" Trish chuckled and Iris did it. Dez' hips shuddered, so she did it again. Then she did it to the other one. The it was back to the dick. She ringed it with both hands and double fisted him, sinking her fingers in like she wanted to make it pop. He winced, she smiled nastily and devoured the fat head, stroking it with her tongue.

"Fuck!!!!" Dez groaned. Iris looked up and his face was a mask of pure lust.

"Make him shoot! Suck him hard and fast!" Trish whispered in her ear.

Iris felt a wild excitement. She grabbed his long meat firmly and pumped his shaft in a blur as she wrapped her mouth so tightly around him and sucked as hard as she could. Trish slurped on his balls loudly, wetly. 

"Ah fuck!!!" Dez grunted sharply. He seemed to pull back a bit! Iris followed him and kept beating and sucking his meat frenziedly.

Suddenly, his hips jerked and his cock seemed to just explode in her mouth. She caught a hard blast to the roof of her mouth. And another. Thick cream poured into her. Then Trish snatched the cock and wrapped her lips around it. Catching the next blast. She pulled back and jerked him hard, making him shoot two more jets into their faces. 

The girls giggled happily. Then Iris grabbed him and suckled him dry.

Dez sank down onto a couch and smoked weed, watching Trish go down on each other. Iris still felt some shame as Trish stripped her naked and made her lay back on a couch and raise and spread her thighs. 

"Don't be shy now, you whore! He has seen it all already!"

"He hadn't seen my pussy!" Iris rasped and giggled naughtily.

"Well, he has now. Anyway, you wanted to show it to him all night, didn't you?"

"Just shut up and eat my pussy!"

"Feed me!"

Chapter 10

Iris blushed profusely as Trish spread her lips and exposed her hole. Then she was lapping her and burrowing her tongue into her, drinking up her juices. Iris writhed and moaned as she was eaten by a greedy black woman, finding relief for her super wet, itchy, neglected pussy. She turned her shy, smoky eyes to Dez and saw him watching, puffing smoke like a dragon as he stroked his rapidly hardening cock. She felt so horny as she gazed at his dark, athletic body, those dark muscles, that six pack belly, those powerful thighs, and that big cock. Those lips, those dark eyes, that thick nose. She had never thought black men were beautiful before, but now, she could have worshipped Dez with her hands and mouth.

As if reading her mind, he walked over to her and laid his cock on her lips. Iris scooped it up and started licking and sucking. She wasn't even aware that she wrapped her legs around Trish's head and started riding her tongue in earnest. Then Trish was fingering her and sucking her clit till she exploded.

Iris fell back onto the couch and tried to pull Dez after her. She knew she was being greedy, but she wanted him to cum in her mouth again.

Dez however pulled out. She felt Trish shifting Then big hands were grabbing her thighs. Then something fleshy was nudging her cunt.

"No!" she wailed and tried to sit up, but Trish held her down. Then Dez plunged his cock deep into her. Iris cried sharply as she was ripped open and stretched like never before. Dez pulled back and hammered her again and she felt him push deep inside her, forcing her cunt open. His saved groin pressed into her mons and she knew he was buried all the way in her.

"No! Its too painful! Take it out!" Her pussy locked together, making he feel like she had a large steel pole in her.

"Don't be stupid! I am going to fuck you! Eat her clit, Trish! Get that pussy to relax so I can fuck it real good with this big, black cock!"

"Lucky you Iris, you are finally gonna get black fucked baby!" Trish chuckled dirtily and went down and started licking her engorged clit. 

Iris cried with pain, softly, but Trish's tongue started spreading pleasure as it teased and flicked her expertly. Trish knew her pussy so well. And Dez' cock was getting to know it pretty fast. As he started rolling it in her, it started feeling good. He pulled almost all the way out and started rolling the thick head in her stretched opening and it started to feel so good. Sharp, sweet currents ripped through the sensitive nerves. Iris' pussy soon relaxed completely and Dez' rhythmic thrusts started getting deeper. Trish pulled back and pulled Iris' head up to let her see her pink pussy split by the big, fat black cock. Dez grabbed her curvy, pink hips with his big, dark hands and started pulling her to his cock, pushing into her dripping, wet tunnel and it felt so good, sloshing in and out of her, massaging her walls, spreading joy. 

"You like that huh!" he teased in his dark voice.

"Yes!!! It feels so good!" she moaned, turning up her pussy. 

His veined went deeper and deeper, and Dez kept a smooth, mesmerizing, gentle rhythm Iris started moaning and rolling her hips to meet him. A wonderful, warm fire was spreading through her loins now. Dez raised her hips off the couch and held them up then he stepped up the tempo. Now his hips were slapping into her ass, his big balls slapping her between her ass cheeks and she loved it so much. She threw her head back and her eyes rolled back.

"Oh yes!!! She is getting into it now. Make the bitch cum!!!" Trish started rubbing Iris' engorged clit!

"That's so unfair!" Iris wailed as her pussy exploded. Then her tunnel was grabbing and tugging at Dez' cock. He kept fucking her and she kept cuming, long and good. Then he pulled it out and laid it on her mons. It was like a big, fat, slick black snake, twitching and leaping. Droplets of cum leaked out of the big pee slit. Trish scooped it up and lapped it up Then she blew him, moaning as she tasted Iris' familiar, well loved cunt.

She finally put it back up and Dez fucked her again. This time, Iris did not feel any pain but immense pleasure, he held back, fucking her in deep, slow, deliberate strokes, that mesmerized and made her forget the time. She gazed at his sexy, muscular torso, flexing, moving with clock like precision. She thought he could fuck her forever, if he wanted to. She had never been fucked so long and good. She came again and again. 

Then Dez stepped up the tempo and fucked her brutally. He seemed to mutate into a wild beast and he rammed his cock into her, hammered her and pounded her to an oblivion. She writhed and bawled and leaped and jerked like a spastic. But he kept banging his dick into her clutching cunt till she knew she was going to go mad! When he finally exploded in her cunt, it was almost a relief. Iris lay back on the couch, wallowing in bliss. She was dimly aware of Trish eating her pussy, slurping up the juices. Nice girl she was, she kept the gooey mixture in her mouth, then crept into her arms and shared it with her. They pushed it back and forth between their mouth, kissing languidly, until they finally split it in two and swallowed.

Fuck, you horny bitches! Look now you are making me hard again!"

"What!" Iris exclaimed in disbelief.

"he ain't your stupid cunt of a boyfriend, bitch! But now its my turn!"

Trish pulled Iris to her bed and straddled her face. Iris grabbed her cheeks and feasted on her cunt as Dez knelt over Trish and slotted his cock into her cunt. Trish started moaning and grinding as Dez stabbed her cunt smoothly. She told him to stop moving and fucked his cock beautifully, as if she was dancing. The she was popping her hips and beating his meat like a salt shaker. Iris watched with her upturned eyes, getting so horny. As soon as Trish came, she grabbed Dez' cock and sucked it. Then she pulled and pushed him towards her itchy cunt.

Dez made them sixty nine, and fucked their pussies and mouth, going from one girl's hole to the other's mouth. Iris and Trish came so much they lost count. When Dez needed to recover, they ate each other. They stopped drinking alcohol and drank fruit juices, but they kept the weed blowing. They ate each other's genitals and asses, and they fucked like dogs. Trish and Dez kept getting hornier and hornier and Iris couldn't believe that they had her sucking Dez straight out of Trish's ass. She could have wiped it but she didn't bother, she sucked it straight and undiluted. Then her ass got fucked by a dick for the first time in her life. It was more pain than pleasure the first time. The second time was much better, especially as she sat on Trish face, getting her clit sucked as her ass got drilled. When Trish sucked Dez straight out of her ass, Iris came just from looking. 

Dez would fuck them so hard and he would then swear that he never ever wanted to fuck again in this life. Then Iris and Trish would eat him or pull some freaky shit with each other and he would get hard again. Iris' cunt and ass got so sore that she thought she couldn't even take a little finger in her. Then, again and again, her carnal lust surprised her and she would find herself giving up the pussy or the ass, opening her holes for the thick, hard black cock, begging Dez desperately to bang it in. She was in shock. She had never known that she was such a carnal, hot blooded, cock crazy woman. 

When Trish finally pulled back her thick curtains, they were surprised that it was late afternoon. Iris panicked. She was meeting her boyfriend, they were going canoeing.

"Oh gosh! What have I done? What should I say?"

"Tell him fuck all. In fact, don't wash your pussy and make him eat it!" Trish told her. "Shit! Look at Dez! Wasted. Shit! And I thought I could have him all to myself now!"

Chapter 11

Iris rushed out of the door, as deep feelings of guilt washed over her. She showered hastily. Her pussy was so sore. She applied balsam to it and put on a pair of thick, soft cotton panties. She dressed in a pair of shorts and a halter top. As she looked at her cell phone she realized she had a thousand missed calls from Leo. She groaned and rushed out.

Leo was kind of pissed that she hadn't answered his calls and that she had gone out the previous night. Iris lied to him that she had forgotten her cell phone at work. He was sulking as they went canoeing on the Elbe, on the nice, sunny afternoon. She tried hard to listen as he talked about his job as usual, and which colleague had done what and whatever. She found herself dozing there, which only annoyed him more.

They drove out for supper in a Spanish restaurant. Then they went to his place. He had rented a DVD. She had told him which title to get. She almost always decided what they did and he listened. Iris snuggled up to him and feel asleep after the first five minutes. When they got in bed, he started trying to kiss and touch her. Iris was feeling very horny, but she was thinking of Trish and Dez, not him. She told him she was too tired. He was persistent at first. Iris adopted a firm voice, laced with anger, which always worked on him. He sulked but said nothing. Iris gave him a couple of kisses, and felt very guilty as she turned her back to him.

The memory of all the wild things they had done came back to her. She couldn't believe how reckless, wanton and filthy dirty she had been. She couldn't even blame it on Trish and Dez. She was honest enough to realize they had been catalysts, helping her find herself. She tried to feel guilty, bad and ashamed, but she only felt horny. And scared. She had loved kneeling at Dez' feet, sucking his big, black cock, making him happy. She had loved being used for his pleasure, being fucked out of her mind and being used in any way he pleased. She had never felt that about Leo. She always had the upper hand. She felt scared. She wondered what it would be like, if she met him again. That black man. Just thinking of him made her wet between her legs.

Chapter 12

Now, Trish was married to Ansgar, a German guy in his early thirties. Ansgar was handsome, and nice. He was kind of a softy and Trish knew she could do what she wanted with him. When Dez told her that he had fucked a several white guys up the ass and made them suck his big, black cock, Trish felt so excited.

"I would like to see you fuck my husband," Trish said.

"Oh yeah!" Dez smiled naughtily.

"There is something feminine about him. You know white men are emasculated."

"Listen, introduce him to ass play, OK. Fuck his ass with your finger and make him enjoy it, and then move on to a tiny dildo and work him up to a big, fat black dildo. And always make him suck it. Then I will fuck him."

"All right!" Trish told him.

Indeed, over the next couple of weeks, Trish worked on her husband. Ansgar loved her slavishly, and he worshiped her. She could make him do anything she wanted, and she dominated and degraded him at will, like his dominatrix and he got off on being used and humiliated by her. She would smack him and make him eat her feet and toes, ass and pussy for ages. 

Therefore, soon after her talk with Dez, he was serving her like the black queen she was, when she oiled her digits and introduced them to his ass hole, finger fucking him and stroking his prostrate. He loved it. After a few days, Trish introduced him to a dildo, it was a thin, black one, with a round knob at the end and it had a vibrator. Trish oiled it and eased it inside him. He was stiff at first, not wanting to believe his wife was fucking his ass with a dildo. But he loved it. It felt so good in his ass, especially as she switched on the vibrator and then worked it back and forth. He had several hard, massive orgasms. Then to his shock, Trish made him lick it clean, and to his amazement, he did it and loved it. Trish then made him eat her ass. She crouched over him and frigged her clit as she made him tongue her till his jaw was sore. 

Trish introduced his ass to bigger dildos. They were all black. She made him suck them before she used them on him, and then during, and afterwards. She would say,

"Go ahead Ansgar, suck my big, black cock white boy, suck it real good, and taste your ass. You know you want it. This superior black dick!"

Ansgar felt a strange, carnal and very powerful excitement at her words and he would love sucking the black dildo slavishly and taking it in his hole. He soon lost all his reservations and would moan and cry and roll his ass and hips lustily when Trish took tool to his hole. 

One evening, he came home and Trish was waiting for him in a short robe. She would not let him touch her, but gave him a tasty cock tail and they sat besides each other and smoked a joint. Then she made him kneel down before her and remove her robe. He gasped. Underneath, she was wearing a big, fat, black strap on dildo. Trish grabbed his hair and made him scoop it up and lick it. He did it slavishly, feeling excited. Then she made him crawl to the bedroom, strip naked and climb on the bed. She made him oil the didlo with warm oil and then she inserted it in him. He winced and moaned, it was the biggest dildo she had used in him yet. Trish grabbed his hips and fucked his ass, slowly at first. At first, Ansgar fought it. This was almost like getting fucked by a man. He didn't want Trish to see that he was enjoying it. But his wife knew. She was stroking his hips and butt and slowly fucking him, talking to him,

"Go on Ansgar. Fuck my big, black cock darling. You like it huh! Show me you love it honey! Fuck this black dick and make yourself cum..."

Ansgar started moaning. Then he was rolling his hips and fucking her back. Trish fucked him slowly till he came, exploding all over the blankets. When his ass was completely relaxed, she fucked him harder and faster and he reared and bucked and screamed the house down as he came so many times. He went crazy with pleasure. She then made him kneel at her feet and suck the dildo clean. Then she dropped it and fucked his face. Since she had started fucking him with the dildo, she never fucked his cock. He came from having his ass fucked.




The Second Foundation Pt. 06



Chapter 13

Trish and Dez decided that Ansgar was ripe for a real black cock. They planned his seduction as they fucked each other in Trish's office. Trish lied to Ansgar that Dez was a friend from out of town and he would be staying with them for a week. They drove out to town on the first evening and drank and partied. Ansgar watched Dez and Trish dancing and thought there was something familiar about Dez, but then blacks looked quite similar to him. 

They danced and partied all night. Then they took a cab home and they smoked fat joints in the living room. Dez said he was going to sleep. Trish and Ansgar went to their bedroom, but she left the door open a chink. She soon had Ansgar on his feet, sucking on her strap on. Then she made him keep his clothes on, but lower his pants to half mast and bend over. Then she started fucking his ass. Ansgar was drunk and stoned and started bawling and fucking her back.

"Damn! That is real hot!"

"What!" Ansgar exclaimed, whirling to see Dez standing in the door way, looking shocked but excited. Ansgar blushed profusely and tried to pull away.

"Relax honey," Trish said to her husband, keeping her dick buried in his hole. "hi Dez. Peeping in I see." Trish said easily, and kept her didlo in his ass. Ansgar felt paralyzed.

"Sorry, the door was open and I heard all this loud screaming and actually came to look if your guys were all right. Which you are..."

"Care to join us darling? Listen, we will pay you, OK? Not a word of this to anyone, and you do exactly what we want."

"I ain't taking that thing up in my hole!"

"You don't have to. But Ansgar and me want a real black cock to play with, for tonight. 2 Grand, all right? That's a lot of money!"

"All right, but this remains between us." Dez entered the room, dropped his shorts and approached the bed naked, stroking a long, thick, huge black cock. 

"No!" Ansgar gasped, finally finding his voice. "Please, get out! Trish, stop, please take it out!"

"Come on honey. Don't be scared. We will stop it if you don't like it!" Trish cooed sexily, fucking his ass nice and slow as she caressed his hips. "Let him see it up close, Dez!"

"No!"

"Yes!" Dez said, kneeling on the bed in front of Ansgar and bringing his cock to his perplexed, mesmerized face. One hand stroked the fat, dark, veined tube as the other reached to cup the back of Ansgar's head and pull his face to his meat. Dez peeled the foreskin back and Ansgar was hit with the musky smell of the big, black meat. He stared at the fat, round head, seeing the pee slit welling up with a cream. The smell and the sight of the cream had his head reeling and his mouth watering tremendously.

"Come on Ansgar, look at the way you are staring at it. I know you want it." Dez' thick voice made Ansgar shiver.

Then the black man pushed his thick, hot shaft against his lips as Trish fucked him with the artificial one. 

"Go on honey, suck it. Make him suck your superior black cock Dez!"

"Yes Ansgar. Suck this big, black cock! You know you want it. You know its tasty and beautiful. Show me you love it!!!"

"mmmm!!!" Ansgar moaned, feeling himself succumb. He licked and lapped at the shaft. It felt so spongy, hot, throbbing, hard yet soft. He loved it. It felt so good, so right for him to suck the black cock. He lapped it up. Then Dez made him lap up his salty precum and Ansgar lapped it greedily.

Everything else ceased to exist for him, except the black cock at his lips and the fake one in his ass, that was fucking him so beautifully. Dez made him twirl his tongue around the head and then he pushed it in his mouth, filling it up with hard, tasty, throbbing black cock. Ansgar moaned and wrapped his mouth tightly around it, smacking his lips and swallowing. His mouth drooled so much. Dez cupped the sides of his face and made him look up as he fucked his face, nice and slowly,

"Yes Ansgar, that's a good, sweet boy, suck my black dick baby! You are so good, suck and slurp. How come you suck dick so good? Damn!"

"I taught him well, didn't I honey!" Trish chuckled sweetly and stepped up her tempo, fucking Ansgar stretched pink hole nice and deep. Ansgar moaned, rolling his hips as he was rocked between the two of them.

Damn! He is so good. Oh yes, that's it Ansgar. Stroke it with your tongue and slurp away! Nice... Oh shit! Yesss!!!"

Ansgar felt so exhilarated and he lost all sense of time. Sometimes Dez pulled it out, his thick, dark, veined cock all gleaming from his saliva and he made Ansgar lap it up. Then he would push it back in and fuck his mouth. Slowly, he started working it down his throat and Ansgar loved it so much and his cock exploded, and they all heard his cum shooting onto the bed like milk from a cow's udder spraying onto the ground. Then Dez gasped and yanked Ansgar's face to his cock and he felt it grow so hard and huge, chocking him. Then it was exploding in his mouth, and leaping, again and again.

Ansgar tried to pull back as he realized Dez was pumping cum into his mouth. But he was held down and made to drink and swallow. He felt thick strings of Dez' salty, musky cream dragging down his tongue and into his throat.

Dez finally pulled his cock out of his mouth, leaving his cum trickling down his chin. To his surprise, the big, black cock was still hard. Some cum was still leaking out of the hole. Ansgar was made to suckle it and clean it up, which he did gladly.

Dez then walked to Trish,

"Give him a real one, he will love it," Trish said, pulling out of Ansgar.

"No!" Ansgar whimpered weakly. "I am not sure about this Trish."

"Relax honey, if you don't like it, we will stop, all right darling," Trish whispered and then she eased aside and held him down. Then Dez' powerful hands were gripping his hips. He felt something blunt and throbbing press against his gaping hole then Dez' dick popped into his rectum. Ansgar cried. It was bigger and thick than the rubber one. Dez pushed it in all the way and Ansgar felt completely filled up and stretched out.

"Oh, that is so nice. His white ass looks so beautiful doesn't it, filled up with a big African cock!" Trish cooed lustily.

"Oh yes it does. Want me to fuck your husband?"

"Yes, fuck him real nice and deep."

Ansgar blushed as Dez started fucking him, nice and deep and slow. Part of him wished he could just make it all stop, but that was just a small part of him. The larger part of him was loving it, being ass fucked and used by a black man. Ansgar moaned, feeling so good, so turned from feeling the thick, meaty, black rod sliding in and out of his rectum. 

"You like that huh, Ansgar? Like feeling this black dick deep inside your asshole!" Ansgar only moaned but the answer was obvious in his deep, lust filled moans. "Push back and roll your hips, now that's a good, sweet boy!"

Dez sank his big, dark hands into the pink hips, and pulled Ansgar's ass to his pelvis, pushing his thick, black cock into the stretched pink hole. Ansgar's moans were getting deeper and deeper with every thrust and he was now rolling his hips and pushed back at Dez. Dez pulled back all the way and suddenly plunged his cock deep into the white guy, hammering it in. Ansgar gave a loud howl of pleasure and pain. Then Dez ground it in nice and deep and Ansgar moaned and gobbled like a turkey. Trish went around to Ansgar's face and grabbed him by the hair,

"Here darling, I see you are really enjoying that black cock deep in your ass. Here, lick this here black dick and taste your ass hole. Lick it clean," Ansgar blushed but he did it, licking the rubber dong slavishly, sucking and slurping away with ever increasing ardor. 

"Damn, look at that. He is such a sweet slut, inst he? Fuck his ass real deep Dez Push that cock so far deep inside his ass that its gonna come out of his mouth!"

"For sure, take that whore!" Dez started fucking Ansgar hard and fast, pummeling his ass and Ansgar started bawling loud at every deep lunge into his rectum. His own cock became so stiff. Dez would pound him, make him scream, then slow it down and just role it in his hole, and Ansgar would moan and cry like a little bitch being fucked real good, which he was. Then Trish finally said, 

"Look, Dez, you are the man, you fuck this bitch, I need my pussy and my ass licked."

Trish removed the dildo and lay down before Ansgar. She slapped her thighs around her husband's face and shoved her cunt at his mouth and he started devouring her. Dez sank his claws into Ansgar's hips and started fucking him hard and fast. Ansgar started jerking his hips as he was sent tumbling into bliss. He came hard and his cock stayed hard and he was bawling and crying into Trish's cunt as he ate it greedily. Dez fucked him out of his mind.

Then he pulled it out, stuck it in his mouth and exploded. Ansgar drank his cum again. This time, Dez' cock softened. But Ansgar was told to keep it in his mouth and suckle it as Trish and Dez smoked and and kissed. Dez was patting his head like he was a good pet and Ansgar loved it. He started purring and started sucking Dez back to full hardness. Trish said it was her turn to fuck Dez and she made him sit on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor then she climbed astride him and rode his dick with her back to Dez. Ansgar was made to kneel between their legs. There was no doubt about it now, both of them were commanding him around and he was obeying and feeling good about it. It just felt right, to serve these blacks for their pleasure.

Therefore, he was kneeling and gazing at Dez' jet black cock fucking his wife's bald, light brown pussy. Then Trish told him to lick her clit and suck Dez' balls and he did it slavishly. She rode Dez long and good, pausing to pull her cunt off his dick and make Ansgar suck it. Then she made him go lower and suck Dez' balls as she stroked her own clit and bounced up and down on the thick cock.

Trish then rode Dez facing him and she told Ansgar to eat her ass and tongue her hole real nice. Ansgar did it, feeling her hips shake as she groaned and rode Dez' thick black cock. The Dez rolled on top of her and speared the white man's wife, making him suck and slurp away at his black ass and Ansgar started moaning with pleasure and did such a good job that Dez had a hard, shattering orgasm inside Trish's ass. Ansgar was then told to eat her ass and suck all the cum out of her and he did it happily, gladly. His head for being such a good boy was that Dez threw him on his back and fucked him up the ass again as Trish rode his face.

Chapter 14

The following day was a Saturday. Ansgar woke up in the morning with a head ache and as the memories came back, he felt so ashamed. Dez and Trish were up already. He found them in the kitchen, having breakfast. Trish was fully dressed and she was at naked Dez' feet, sucking eagerly on his dick as he drank coffee and had a toast.

"Hi there honey, listen, I am going for my beauty treatments, plus some shopping. Then I will be at the restaurant. Entertain Dez for me. You guys have a nice day..."

Ansgar was kind of uncertain and wanted to say something, but Trish slipped her hand around his neck and pulled him to her smeared lips and tongue kissed him. Trish kissed her husband and took his hand and placed it around the big, fat black cock. Ansgar gasped and tried to pull back.

"But darling. Listen. Eh! I don't know about this. I mean, last night..."

Dez put his big, black hand over Ansgar's, and held it to his cock as he stood up. Ansgar was taller than Dez but he felt dwarfed. 

Dez looked into his eyes, staring him down. Then he laid a hand on his shoulder,

"Go down on your knees, boy! My dick needs sucking, whore!" Dez said in a calm, confident voice, like he was asking him to pass the salt. Ansgar was bigger than Dez, but he found himself obeying, as the black man pushed him to his knees before him. "Listen Ansgar, you are my slave; my little white fuck slave German cunt! You will do as you are told, all right! You hear me! Look up at me..."

Ansgar looked into Dez' sneering, contemptuous, superior expression. He found himself nodding. Dez pushed his cock into his mouth. Ansgar found himself moaning and feeling good as the heavy, throbbing shaft rested on his tongue. It felt right. He wondered if all white men felt so good if they had to suck a black man. The answer scared and excited him. He started bobbing and lapping away dutifully.

"Now, suck that dick nice and slow. Wrap your soft, hot little pink mouth around it and suck it nice and good."

Dez sat back on his chair and finished his breakfast, flipping through the morning paper, making Ansgar suck him good. Sometimes he made him go down and suck on his big, black balls and swab them with his tongue. Ansgar was obedient and dutiful at first, then he started getting horny and excited. Dez poured oil on the white guy's digits and told him to stroke his hole and get it nice and lubed. Ansgar blushed profusely and did it. Then he started going cock crazy on the black meat. 

Dez finished eating leisurely, then he threw him on the table and fucked him up his white ass. Ansgar moaned as the thick shaft pumped in and out of his rectum. He started squeezing his hole around it to make Dez see how much he loved feeling it stroke his prostrate. Then he was cumming hard and shooting his cock all over himself. Dez pulled it out and made him taste his own ass off the black cock. Then he made him bend over and fucked his ass again. He pulled it out, grabbed the guy by the hair, yanked him to his knees and shot it in his face.

Dez then went to the pool and Ansgar made him cocktails and then massaged him and did everything he was told. As he read a novel in the sunshine, Dez made Ansgar lick his toes and feet. Then he made him suck his cock until he shot it in his mouth. Dez then rolled over on his back and got his ass licked very well as he read the next chapter. Ansgar was so good and so obedient that Dez rewarded his sweet white slave German boy by fucking him up his white ass, then he pulled it out and just stood over him and shoot it in his face. The white boy couldn't stop sucking and lapping up the thick cream.

Trish didn't return home that night, she was at Dez' place, breaking and humiliating one of her waitresses, whom she had caught trying to steal money from a wallet.

That German girl, a twenty three year old arrogant, lazy, tall, slim brunette with big, fake tits named Rahel, was in shit. Trish had it on video and if she called the cops she could get her in some serious trouble. Trish could have handed her to the authorities, but she wasn't that cruel. She used and abused her for her pleasure and humiliated her. She slapped her, threw her across her lap and whipped her ass till it was red. Then she made her massage her feet with her tongue. Then she made her lick and worship her dark body with her pink tongue. At first she was reluctant. She was was crying and acting all disgusted. But Trish broke her and made her love it. After after a while, she was enjoying it, reveling in her humiliation and loving it. They always did. 

Trish was then very impressed with the enthusiasm and slavishness that Rahel sucked the piss out of her pussy and tongue fucked the shit out of her ass. Trish switched and gave her the nice treatment after two hours of abuse. She kissed her, stroked her and then fingered her and ate her white pussy out and Rahel went mad, in fact, the white girl screamed the house down. She hugged Trish saying she had always loved her brown curves. Trish dragged her to the bathroom and made her drink her piss.

Ansgar made supper and Dez told him to sit at his feet, not on the chair as he ate. Then for dessert, Ansgar had black snake spouting. Ansgar told Dez that he was having the time of his life. He begged Dez to hug him, hold him and kiss him on the mouth. Dez laughed and told him, "Fuck that fag shit!" he made him crawl to bed and made him lie on his face with pillows under his waist and he fucked him and made him bawl into the bed. Then he came in his mouth and told him to get off the bed and sleep on the floor, at the feet, like a good dog.

The following day, Dez and Trish brought the two together and abused them all day. 

"Listen Ansgar, whenever I want to fuck your face, your ass or anything I please, you will make yourself available, all right?"

It sounded like blackmail, only Dez was not blackmailing him. Ansgar could have said no. But he couldn't. He just loved serving Dez. He loved being a white slave to a dominant black male, getting fucked up the ass and watching him fuck his wife and then clean his cock in his mouth and wipe it in his hair. For some of you, he might be a wimp, but in reality, the German was a happy white guy.

Chapter 15

Now, after all that was said and done, Dez, Trish and Angela met and talked about the future. Iris' and Trish' dad was the richest man they all knew and had access to. That was the fortune they all agreed that Dez had to gain control over.

"You should get Iris. She loves fucking but she would be perfect for you. You can fuck her and some other girls but she wont fuck other guys. And anyway, you should fuck my sister and make her your woman. Then you can get dad's cash and wealth."

Dez didn't know Iris too well, but he wanted her dad's cash. It was something he had discussed with Angela. 

The plan was simple, he had to make the girl fall in love with him and become his woman. Then he had to move in on the rich woman, and fuck them all and make them his servants.

"What's Iris like? She one of those white women that give a Nigga grief for fuck all."

"Iris isn't like that. She is cool. She is a good girl. If you treat her right and fuck her good, Nigga that's your bitch!"

"But dating or even marrying Iris wont give me your dad's money."

"Make her, her other sister and her mom pregnant. Then the whole next generation of the family is your children. Then you will take over, of course," Angela said.

"And the prophecy of the Oracle shall come to pass. I told you Dez!" Trish said and laughed heartily.

"What is this about an Oracle?" Angela asked.

"Eat my pussy and I will tell you," Trish resonded.

"I thought you would never ask again. Dez, pass me some strawberry ice cream please."

Dez made Karl Heinz Feilhaber, the stock broker from Munich introduce him to several wealthy colleagues of his from Munich and other German cities. Dez would meet the guys and massage them and then dominate them. They all seemed to like to be taken into a black man's hands. They were obviously sexually aroused by a handsome, sexy, dark black man. Dez would make them his sluts and fuck toys step by step. He would tease them with his black cock and let them stroke it. Gently but firmly, he would make them suck him. It wasn't all that hard. 

Once he got them there white men were just as attracted to black cocks as were white women. He would dominate them and establish a master, servant relationship with them. It always pleased him to see the joy they derived from serving him. He would make them learn to suck and please him with the aid of porn DVDs. And then he would have them dress in drag and fuck them. Most of them had never had sex with men but they would become his willing fuck sluts. At first, he would make them it was just their little secret. But when he owned them as his sluts, he would make them give him their wives and daughters who were over eighteen and he would fuck them too, and show them that the head of the family was his fuck slut. Then he would get the guy to pay him a substantial monthly fee. He would let one or two other black studs take over and he would get paid 

Dez also worked on Aida, the rich woman from Frankfurt and her friends. Initially, they were paying him to dominate, humiliate, degrade and fuck them nice and hard. But slowly, he established power over them. He made Aida get on a plane, dressed in nothing but a fur coat and fly all the way to him. She arrived at his apartment to find him and three other brothers waiting naked and smoking weed. Aida was then used and humiliated by the guys, being made to lick their feet, suck them, eat their asses and then she was fucked like a whore. She loved it and so did the brothers. They all fucked her holes till they were gaping like a bus ran through them. Then they made her kneel at their feet and came all over her, drenching her in cum from her head to her feet.




The Second Foundation Pt. 06



She was then led to the bathroom where they all pissed on her and washed her with their salty hot urine. Aida was so happy and she thanked them. Dez told her to pay him a generous monthly fee and recruit rich, powerful white women for him, to join the club. Most of those women were strong and powerful in business, but they had a craving to be dominated and humiliated by black men. Some of them even cried tears of joy. Dez and his mans would use them like fuck sluts. Dez would make them pay a substantial, monthly fee and he would eventually get them to lure their husbands, families and friends to the black cock domination club.

Dez recruited several brothers to his team; he chose sexy, big, dark, big dicked brothers that had little scruples but were loyal to him and liked dominating white guys. He would send them to the rich families he had broken and they would fuck them and impregnate the women. They would turn them into black cock sluts and then he would have them paying him monthly fees, substantial ones. The money would be wired to his home where it was deposited in high interest accounts. He kept his studs happy with cash and a constant supply of pussy and ass. However, he never let them in on the full picture.

Now, for what Dez had in mind, all this was just small time pimping. But it was good for the practice. 

When he was sure that he was ready, he called Angela and informed her. She said she had a couple of real big fish that she was baiting. For those who wanted to build empires and take all that cash back where it was stolen from in the first place had to pimp a whole gang of rich WM.