26-01-2022, 05:42 PM
She panicked a little and started to get up but his heavy hand rested on her shoulder. There was no force used but the message was clear.
"Stay down there. I'll handle it." Jalen's voice gave away no concern or fear. "Pretty sure he's watching us."
Kat knew the game was up. Trust him not to be able to keep out of sight! She looked up at Jalen. "I should have told you I told my hubby I was coming out and he's probably watching. I'm sorry..."
Jalen gave his low rumbling laugh. "Huh! Well I severely doubt that this one's yo' husband." He paused and then spoke loudly and clearly. "Wass on yo' mind man. Got a problem!!"
"Ain't got no problem." came back, "Just admiring the view. Thought I knew all the girls worked down here but I ain't seen that dime befo'."
Jalen took his hand off her shoulder and gave her a signal. Kat got to her feet and immediately saw the man.
She knew why Jalen had laughed now. This man certainly wasn't her husband. He was tall and lean - wearing a grey sweat-top and loose black jeans. His right hand glinted with heavy gold rings. His skin was dark, as dark as Jalen's, and his hair was formed into long thick dreads. It was hard to guess his age - perhaps late forties.
"Take a professional interest?" Jalen's question was sharp.
The man laughed. "Nah - I got to work for a living. Man round here for supplying girls is Shady."
Jalen nodded. "You tip him on a new girl and you get a finder's fee..."
The man shrugged. "It's Shady's turf. Keeps things peaceful like and a little green never hurts."
Jalen glanced at Kat and she saw the gleam in his eye.
"How'd you think this one would do?"
The man looked her up and down with a quick and appraising glance. He gave a broad leer of a smile. "Good from here but its hard to judge her skills from a distance."
"You see what her top says..." Jalen looked at Kat again.
'Made to Please BBC.' She'd felt brave wearing it tonight, braver still taking her jacket off at the bar. Now Jalen wanted to see her prove herself. Was she the real deal or was she just frontin'?
It took only a split second - instinct and desire taking over. She shot a glance back at Jalen and then signalled to the man. He nodded and walked swiftly over. She undid his belt and eased his pants and shorts down. His cock was big and thickened as she stroked her hand up and down his shaft. She knew the BBC thing was supposed to be a myth but all she knew was the three Black men she'd handled so far had been impressive. 'So far'. The thought had been automatic. She already knew that she wouldn't be giving up on this any time soon. She knew what she wanted and she knew that she'd be trying to get a whole lot more of it.
Thinking of which. Kat opened her mouth and took his now hard shaft between her lips. She began coaxing and teasing his cock-head with her tongue and then dropped her mouth onto him.
She felt his hands find the sides of her head, his fingers exploring her long blonde hair. She liked that - liked the feel of a man claiming possession, even if only for a short while. She licked up and down his strong warm cock and let her eyes meet his. She remembered how her husband had told her how he loved that and immediately felt another jolt of sexual excitement run through her. She loved the idea that her time with her husband had simply been a training for this. The time when she would come out of the minor leagues and into the majors, when she would be with real men, Black men.
"Yeah - that's good, real good. Move that top and show me them titties."
She'd didn't pause in her pleasuring of her cock. She just moved her hands up to push the stretch material of her top in from each side. She felt the air on her breasts, exposed now and separated by the bunched material of her top.
"Fuck yeah - that's what I'm talking about." One hand came down to grasp her right breast, his palm warm against her hard nipple. His fingers shifted and found her nipple, squeezed it. Se mewled against his cock in her mouth, thrilling to the sensations and the moment. Everything was intensifying for her - on her knees in a shabby vacant lot, now sucking off a Black man whose name she didn't even know. She was acting like a whore - most everyone would think it and she was in no mood to deny it. Again she felt the surge of excitement and desire through her body.
She wanted more. She took her mouth off his cock while she stroked him with her hand, savouring the warm slickness of his saliva-covered shaft. She again made sure their eyes connected. "What do you think - think I could earn good money?"
She'd seen Jalen's eyes as she had sucked him. Seen his excitement and pleasure to have her blowing him. This man was different. Taking pleasure for sure but he was cooler, more appraising. He smiled now but the smile wasn't in his eyes. "Maybe - shall we find out? Put your hands behind your back."
There it was again. A Black man challenging her and, right there with it, her desire above everything to please him. The knowledge that pleasing him would bring herself new levels of excitement and satisfaction. She followed his instruction and dropped her hands behind her back.
He didn't say another word - he just took charge, road-testing a new whore for skills and reliability. His hands held her head and he began to fuck her mouth with long deliberate movements, at first slow but steadily building in speed and intensity. Kat strove to keep her hands behind her back, to keep her eyes locked onto him, to show him just how good a whore she could be. Then she felt herself start to gag and involuntarily brought her hands up to regulate his thrusts.
The moment her hands moved from behind her he withdrew, his long cock shining with her drool. Kat fought down the urge to cough, to expel the saliva gathered in her mouth. She succeeded and took a long breath before looking up once more, back into those cold appraising eyes. The man raised an eyebrow slightly.
Kat knew what he meant by that subtle gesture. She very carefully put her hands back behind her back and this time carefully locked her fingers. "Use me," she said huskily.
He nodded, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He stepped back forward and pushed his cock home into her open mouth. Once more his hands were on her and he was doing as she had requested. Using her and testing her. A test that Kat was determined to pass with flying colours.
She controlled her breathing and worked her tongue on his cock as he pushed it in and out of her mouth. She didn't even stop when a vehicle's lights turned onto the lot.
"One of yours Shady?" That was Jalen - just back from wherever he'd disappeared to.
The man pulled his cock out of Kat's mouth and pulled up his pants. He looked side-eyed at Jalen.
The big man laughed. "You know we ain't five-oh by now."
His answer was a nod. "That'll be Felicia with a john. So sadly I've got to put business befo' pleasure."
"First - you got a review for my girl here?"
Shady gave a short bark of laughter. "Bout the finest Phat-Assed White Girl I've seen. Real tight dime and knows how to go hard on a man. If she rides likes she bops then its a motha-fuckin shame she's giving it away." He turned his gaze back onto Kat where she had got to her feet. "You ever want to make some money just come down to see old Shady. You'll be in high demand." He let his eyes connect one last time with Kat's for a long second and then he turned to go. "Later bro."
"Gone to look after his bitch and make sure he collects," said Jalen as he moved close to Kat. "Man there looked at you and was seeing big Dollar-signs. Meanwhile I found our other watcher." He clicked his fingers.
Kat saw her husband emerge from behind a wall. He was filming them on his new camera, small but providing an excellent quality video.
"We got interrupted..."
Kat heard Jalen and got the message. She dropped back down and quickly produced his big beautiful cock. A little tongue work and he was fully hard. Jalen's fingers found her hair and held her as he tapped the hard shaft of his cock against her cheek. Kat forgot about Shady and about her husband and about everything except that Big Black Cock. It was all that mattered now and it was all that she needed now. She worshipped him, using her hands and mouth and tongue to excite him in every way that she knew how.
Finally he took her shoulders and raised her up. He moved towards the car and undid the passenger door. She went to get in but his arm stopped her. Instead he held her and their lips met in a deep passionate kiss. In that moment Kat realised that Jalen wasn't going to wait any longer. It was time.
He moved her to the vehicle and eased her in so that she was lying over the big soft seat with her butt left outside. She knew what was coming and felt his strong hands pushing her tight skirt up and over her backside. Now she felt the cool air on her bare skin even as his fingers found her panties and pulled them down. Another second of excited waiting and she felt his fingers at her pussy, exploring her.
"This is prime fucking pussy, prime white girl pussy. Wet and warm and willing." He brought his hand down on her bared butt, not enough to hurt but enough to make a satisfying noise. Enough to leave a pink mark on her pale flesh, a mark of ownership. "Pussy this good needs to be fucked - that right girl?"
"Yes, yes," she panted as she felt his hand heavy on her back and then sensed him moving up behind her. She held her breath for a second and felt the hard column of flesh pushed up and down the entrance to her pussy.
"Your husband told me you never had Black cock - that right?"
"I - I've sucked one - er, two - others."
His hard cock was pushed against her pussy lips a little harder. "Where it matters?"
"No, no, you're first."
"Good," he grunted through gritted teeth. Then he pushed forward and his cock slid into her easily, her primed pussy seeming to draw him in. Tight but accessible - perfection to Jalen's mind. "This pussy's too good for white boys." His words were stark and clear - there to be heard and understood by her husband and also by her.
He dedicated himself to claiming that pussy and claiming it for good. Each measured thrust pushed that little bit deeper, introduced a little more of her to the sensation of being properly fucked, being Black fucked. She savoured every sensation, every moment of his conquest of her. Found that his big Black cock seemed to fit her perfectly, to satisfy her as no man ever had, to excite her as no man ever could before.
'That's because they were white.' The thought flashed into her mind and she knew that it was true. So many people would hate that she was doing this but she didn't care because she despised those people. She'd never have done this without her husband's agreement but that was then and this was now. Now she knew what this was like, now she knew what she had been missing. If he wanted her to stop now then would she? She told herself that she didn't know the answer but was aware with each thrust of his hard cock that she was lying to herself. The last few minutes had changed everything - everything.
"Ready to be fucked now?" Jalen's voice was clear.
"Fuck me Boss - make me Black owned."
She heard his short pleased laugh at her calling him 'Boss' and then he was fucking her, fucking her hard and with intent. Using every inch of that big rock-hard cock, delivering heavy rolling thrusts that left her gasping for breath. She looked forward and saw her husband filming her through the glass, recording every moment of this. The idea just sent another thrill through her.
She gripped the edge of the seat with her hands, held herself there and ready and available for him, felt the strength and power of his big body as he fucked her. His hands had a firm grip on her hips - making sure she wasn't going anywhere. Her fine white ass was his and he was going to enjoy it.
One of his hands moved up to her shoulder as the other pushed up and under her top. Her nipples had always been sensitive, After a while her husband had learned that playing with them got her off like very little else. Jalen hadn't taken 'a while' - he'd worked it out in a few seconds flat. She felt his fingers teasing her nipple even as his body bent over her, his thick hard cock pushing deeper and deeper into her pussy.
She felt her whole body shaking as every part of her reacted to him, endorphins rushing through every fibre of her being. She knew it was her body sensing what she had been made for - demanding what she needed from now on. It was like nothing had ever been before - it was something that she would not now be able to live without. She gasped and moaned at the realisation that nothing could ever be the same again but that only seemed to create a new peak of passion and emotion. Finally the dam broke and she screamed out,
"Fuck me, fuck me like a dirty whore!"
"You ain't A dirty whore - you're THE perfect dirty fucking whore. Now you ready for ma nut."
"Yes Yes - please Boss!"
His strong hands were holding her thighs, holding her close to him, making sure that she took all of him. Her whole body seemed to quiver with the pure animal lust of that moment and she again moaned out her pleasure.
As if at a signal Jalen delivered a strong deep thrust and then his rhythmn broke. She knew he was cumming in her, filling her with his strong baby-making seed. She gasped again, savouring every ecstatic moment of it.
She felt him slowly moving in and out of her, instinctively knew he was ensuring she got all of his nut.
"Give me it all," she articulated after a moment. Not that it mattered - he'd been making sure of that anyway. She knew he hadn't asked her about birth control, he'd just seeded her - filled her up with a big load of potent African DNA. Enough to breed her good, send her home to her husband with a Black man's baby in her belly. She felt another rush of feeling flow through her and peak as she lay on the seat with his big body still bent over her.
Finally he moved and pulled her with him out of the vehicle and back onto her feet. She felt her legs almost give way, felt herself caught in his strong arms as he held her up like a trophy for her husband to film. She didn't need the viewfinder to know what she looked like. A woman who had been well-fucked, a woman who had been Blacked. A woman who, just like they said, wouldn't be going back. Did her husband realise that as he filmed her? She thought he did and was sure he'd find it the hottest thing he'd ever seen. She hoped so because that was how it was going to be from now on.
"You book it?" Jayden was talking over her shoulder to her husband.
"Yes I..."
"Good." Jalen cut him off. "Me and your husband here made a deal. He got to film here so long as I got you to myself for the rest of the night. Can't use my regular room or Darnell would want a piece of the action."
"Darnell wants me too?" She knew it was bad but she couldn't resist asking, couldn't resist imagining being with both of them at the same time.
"Fuck girl! He's a nigga with a pulse ain't he - damn sure he wants a piece of this." Again his hand made a noisy contact with her firm round rear end. Then his lips were on her neck and she felt the pressure and knew he was putting his mark on her. "But tonight he's gonna be unlucky. Tonight this fucking whooty is all mine. Sound good?"
"Sounds great boss."
"We're due another job down here in a couple of months. Two or three days - so there'll be plenty of time for Darnell and me to both enjoy every fucking inch of you. Sound good?"
"Fuck yeah boss."
His hand was pushing down the front of her skirt and skilled fingers had found her clit. His words and his actions were having their effect - like a skilled musician conjuring sweet music from his instrument of choice.
"You belong to the Black man now." His words were whispered right into her ear and as they registered she howled out her fresh climax into the night air. The two hookers servicing their clients didn't miss a beat. Shady just paused and wondered if and/or when that hot bitch would come down and see him. Even if he never got her working for him he'd sure as fuck enjoy the job interview!
Jalen held her until she was focusing again, every second captured on her husband's camera. Then he put her in the vehicle and moved round to take the driver's seat. The white man was left behind - Jalen's plans for the night did not involve him.
"Stay down there. I'll handle it." Jalen's voice gave away no concern or fear. "Pretty sure he's watching us."
Kat knew the game was up. Trust him not to be able to keep out of sight! She looked up at Jalen. "I should have told you I told my hubby I was coming out and he's probably watching. I'm sorry..."
Jalen gave his low rumbling laugh. "Huh! Well I severely doubt that this one's yo' husband." He paused and then spoke loudly and clearly. "Wass on yo' mind man. Got a problem!!"
"Ain't got no problem." came back, "Just admiring the view. Thought I knew all the girls worked down here but I ain't seen that dime befo'."
Jalen took his hand off her shoulder and gave her a signal. Kat got to her feet and immediately saw the man.
She knew why Jalen had laughed now. This man certainly wasn't her husband. He was tall and lean - wearing a grey sweat-top and loose black jeans. His right hand glinted with heavy gold rings. His skin was dark, as dark as Jalen's, and his hair was formed into long thick dreads. It was hard to guess his age - perhaps late forties.
"Take a professional interest?" Jalen's question was sharp.
The man laughed. "Nah - I got to work for a living. Man round here for supplying girls is Shady."
Jalen nodded. "You tip him on a new girl and you get a finder's fee..."
The man shrugged. "It's Shady's turf. Keeps things peaceful like and a little green never hurts."
Jalen glanced at Kat and she saw the gleam in his eye.
"How'd you think this one would do?"
The man looked her up and down with a quick and appraising glance. He gave a broad leer of a smile. "Good from here but its hard to judge her skills from a distance."
"You see what her top says..." Jalen looked at Kat again.
'Made to Please BBC.' She'd felt brave wearing it tonight, braver still taking her jacket off at the bar. Now Jalen wanted to see her prove herself. Was she the real deal or was she just frontin'?
It took only a split second - instinct and desire taking over. She shot a glance back at Jalen and then signalled to the man. He nodded and walked swiftly over. She undid his belt and eased his pants and shorts down. His cock was big and thickened as she stroked her hand up and down his shaft. She knew the BBC thing was supposed to be a myth but all she knew was the three Black men she'd handled so far had been impressive. 'So far'. The thought had been automatic. She already knew that she wouldn't be giving up on this any time soon. She knew what she wanted and she knew that she'd be trying to get a whole lot more of it.
Thinking of which. Kat opened her mouth and took his now hard shaft between her lips. She began coaxing and teasing his cock-head with her tongue and then dropped her mouth onto him.
She felt his hands find the sides of her head, his fingers exploring her long blonde hair. She liked that - liked the feel of a man claiming possession, even if only for a short while. She licked up and down his strong warm cock and let her eyes meet his. She remembered how her husband had told her how he loved that and immediately felt another jolt of sexual excitement run through her. She loved the idea that her time with her husband had simply been a training for this. The time when she would come out of the minor leagues and into the majors, when she would be with real men, Black men.
"Yeah - that's good, real good. Move that top and show me them titties."
She'd didn't pause in her pleasuring of her cock. She just moved her hands up to push the stretch material of her top in from each side. She felt the air on her breasts, exposed now and separated by the bunched material of her top.
"Fuck yeah - that's what I'm talking about." One hand came down to grasp her right breast, his palm warm against her hard nipple. His fingers shifted and found her nipple, squeezed it. Se mewled against his cock in her mouth, thrilling to the sensations and the moment. Everything was intensifying for her - on her knees in a shabby vacant lot, now sucking off a Black man whose name she didn't even know. She was acting like a whore - most everyone would think it and she was in no mood to deny it. Again she felt the surge of excitement and desire through her body.
She wanted more. She took her mouth off his cock while she stroked him with her hand, savouring the warm slickness of his saliva-covered shaft. She again made sure their eyes connected. "What do you think - think I could earn good money?"
She'd seen Jalen's eyes as she had sucked him. Seen his excitement and pleasure to have her blowing him. This man was different. Taking pleasure for sure but he was cooler, more appraising. He smiled now but the smile wasn't in his eyes. "Maybe - shall we find out? Put your hands behind your back."
There it was again. A Black man challenging her and, right there with it, her desire above everything to please him. The knowledge that pleasing him would bring herself new levels of excitement and satisfaction. She followed his instruction and dropped her hands behind her back.
He didn't say another word - he just took charge, road-testing a new whore for skills and reliability. His hands held her head and he began to fuck her mouth with long deliberate movements, at first slow but steadily building in speed and intensity. Kat strove to keep her hands behind her back, to keep her eyes locked onto him, to show him just how good a whore she could be. Then she felt herself start to gag and involuntarily brought her hands up to regulate his thrusts.
The moment her hands moved from behind her he withdrew, his long cock shining with her drool. Kat fought down the urge to cough, to expel the saliva gathered in her mouth. She succeeded and took a long breath before looking up once more, back into those cold appraising eyes. The man raised an eyebrow slightly.
Kat knew what he meant by that subtle gesture. She very carefully put her hands back behind her back and this time carefully locked her fingers. "Use me," she said huskily.
He nodded, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He stepped back forward and pushed his cock home into her open mouth. Once more his hands were on her and he was doing as she had requested. Using her and testing her. A test that Kat was determined to pass with flying colours.
She controlled her breathing and worked her tongue on his cock as he pushed it in and out of her mouth. She didn't even stop when a vehicle's lights turned onto the lot.
"One of yours Shady?" That was Jalen - just back from wherever he'd disappeared to.
The man pulled his cock out of Kat's mouth and pulled up his pants. He looked side-eyed at Jalen.
The big man laughed. "You know we ain't five-oh by now."
His answer was a nod. "That'll be Felicia with a john. So sadly I've got to put business befo' pleasure."
"First - you got a review for my girl here?"
Shady gave a short bark of laughter. "Bout the finest Phat-Assed White Girl I've seen. Real tight dime and knows how to go hard on a man. If she rides likes she bops then its a motha-fuckin shame she's giving it away." He turned his gaze back onto Kat where she had got to her feet. "You ever want to make some money just come down to see old Shady. You'll be in high demand." He let his eyes connect one last time with Kat's for a long second and then he turned to go. "Later bro."
"Gone to look after his bitch and make sure he collects," said Jalen as he moved close to Kat. "Man there looked at you and was seeing big Dollar-signs. Meanwhile I found our other watcher." He clicked his fingers.
Kat saw her husband emerge from behind a wall. He was filming them on his new camera, small but providing an excellent quality video.
"We got interrupted..."
Kat heard Jalen and got the message. She dropped back down and quickly produced his big beautiful cock. A little tongue work and he was fully hard. Jalen's fingers found her hair and held her as he tapped the hard shaft of his cock against her cheek. Kat forgot about Shady and about her husband and about everything except that Big Black Cock. It was all that mattered now and it was all that she needed now. She worshipped him, using her hands and mouth and tongue to excite him in every way that she knew how.
Finally he took her shoulders and raised her up. He moved towards the car and undid the passenger door. She went to get in but his arm stopped her. Instead he held her and their lips met in a deep passionate kiss. In that moment Kat realised that Jalen wasn't going to wait any longer. It was time.
He moved her to the vehicle and eased her in so that she was lying over the big soft seat with her butt left outside. She knew what was coming and felt his strong hands pushing her tight skirt up and over her backside. Now she felt the cool air on her bare skin even as his fingers found her panties and pulled them down. Another second of excited waiting and she felt his fingers at her pussy, exploring her.
"This is prime fucking pussy, prime white girl pussy. Wet and warm and willing." He brought his hand down on her bared butt, not enough to hurt but enough to make a satisfying noise. Enough to leave a pink mark on her pale flesh, a mark of ownership. "Pussy this good needs to be fucked - that right girl?"
"Yes, yes," she panted as she felt his hand heavy on her back and then sensed him moving up behind her. She held her breath for a second and felt the hard column of flesh pushed up and down the entrance to her pussy.
"Your husband told me you never had Black cock - that right?"
"I - I've sucked one - er, two - others."
His hard cock was pushed against her pussy lips a little harder. "Where it matters?"
"No, no, you're first."
"Good," he grunted through gritted teeth. Then he pushed forward and his cock slid into her easily, her primed pussy seeming to draw him in. Tight but accessible - perfection to Jalen's mind. "This pussy's too good for white boys." His words were stark and clear - there to be heard and understood by her husband and also by her.
He dedicated himself to claiming that pussy and claiming it for good. Each measured thrust pushed that little bit deeper, introduced a little more of her to the sensation of being properly fucked, being Black fucked. She savoured every sensation, every moment of his conquest of her. Found that his big Black cock seemed to fit her perfectly, to satisfy her as no man ever had, to excite her as no man ever could before.
'That's because they were white.' The thought flashed into her mind and she knew that it was true. So many people would hate that she was doing this but she didn't care because she despised those people. She'd never have done this without her husband's agreement but that was then and this was now. Now she knew what this was like, now she knew what she had been missing. If he wanted her to stop now then would she? She told herself that she didn't know the answer but was aware with each thrust of his hard cock that she was lying to herself. The last few minutes had changed everything - everything.
"Ready to be fucked now?" Jalen's voice was clear.
"Fuck me Boss - make me Black owned."
She heard his short pleased laugh at her calling him 'Boss' and then he was fucking her, fucking her hard and with intent. Using every inch of that big rock-hard cock, delivering heavy rolling thrusts that left her gasping for breath. She looked forward and saw her husband filming her through the glass, recording every moment of this. The idea just sent another thrill through her.
She gripped the edge of the seat with her hands, held herself there and ready and available for him, felt the strength and power of his big body as he fucked her. His hands had a firm grip on her hips - making sure she wasn't going anywhere. Her fine white ass was his and he was going to enjoy it.
One of his hands moved up to her shoulder as the other pushed up and under her top. Her nipples had always been sensitive, After a while her husband had learned that playing with them got her off like very little else. Jalen hadn't taken 'a while' - he'd worked it out in a few seconds flat. She felt his fingers teasing her nipple even as his body bent over her, his thick hard cock pushing deeper and deeper into her pussy.
She felt her whole body shaking as every part of her reacted to him, endorphins rushing through every fibre of her being. She knew it was her body sensing what she had been made for - demanding what she needed from now on. It was like nothing had ever been before - it was something that she would not now be able to live without. She gasped and moaned at the realisation that nothing could ever be the same again but that only seemed to create a new peak of passion and emotion. Finally the dam broke and she screamed out,
"Fuck me, fuck me like a dirty whore!"
"You ain't A dirty whore - you're THE perfect dirty fucking whore. Now you ready for ma nut."
"Yes Yes - please Boss!"
His strong hands were holding her thighs, holding her close to him, making sure that she took all of him. Her whole body seemed to quiver with the pure animal lust of that moment and she again moaned out her pleasure.
As if at a signal Jalen delivered a strong deep thrust and then his rhythmn broke. She knew he was cumming in her, filling her with his strong baby-making seed. She gasped again, savouring every ecstatic moment of it.
She felt him slowly moving in and out of her, instinctively knew he was ensuring she got all of his nut.
"Give me it all," she articulated after a moment. Not that it mattered - he'd been making sure of that anyway. She knew he hadn't asked her about birth control, he'd just seeded her - filled her up with a big load of potent African DNA. Enough to breed her good, send her home to her husband with a Black man's baby in her belly. She felt another rush of feeling flow through her and peak as she lay on the seat with his big body still bent over her.
Finally he moved and pulled her with him out of the vehicle and back onto her feet. She felt her legs almost give way, felt herself caught in his strong arms as he held her up like a trophy for her husband to film. She didn't need the viewfinder to know what she looked like. A woman who had been well-fucked, a woman who had been Blacked. A woman who, just like they said, wouldn't be going back. Did her husband realise that as he filmed her? She thought he did and was sure he'd find it the hottest thing he'd ever seen. She hoped so because that was how it was going to be from now on.
"You book it?" Jayden was talking over her shoulder to her husband.
"Yes I..."
"Good." Jalen cut him off. "Me and your husband here made a deal. He got to film here so long as I got you to myself for the rest of the night. Can't use my regular room or Darnell would want a piece of the action."
"Darnell wants me too?" She knew it was bad but she couldn't resist asking, couldn't resist imagining being with both of them at the same time.
"Fuck girl! He's a nigga with a pulse ain't he - damn sure he wants a piece of this." Again his hand made a noisy contact with her firm round rear end. Then his lips were on her neck and she felt the pressure and knew he was putting his mark on her. "But tonight he's gonna be unlucky. Tonight this fucking whooty is all mine. Sound good?"
"Sounds great boss."
"We're due another job down here in a couple of months. Two or three days - so there'll be plenty of time for Darnell and me to both enjoy every fucking inch of you. Sound good?"
"Fuck yeah boss."
His hand was pushing down the front of her skirt and skilled fingers had found her clit. His words and his actions were having their effect - like a skilled musician conjuring sweet music from his instrument of choice.
"You belong to the Black man now." His words were whispered right into her ear and as they registered she howled out her fresh climax into the night air. The two hookers servicing their clients didn't miss a beat. Shady just paused and wondered if and/or when that hot bitch would come down and see him. Even if he never got her working for him he'd sure as fuck enjoy the job interview!
Jalen held her until she was focusing again, every second captured on her husband's camera. Then he put her in the vehicle and moved round to take the driver's seat. The white man was left behind - Jalen's plans for the night did not involve him.
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