Chapter 1

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, Gang Bang, Interracial, Black Male, White Female, First, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Southern, teenage belle Lorissa might come from a strict, religious community but her neighbour Walt has a mind to indulge an wicked interracial fantasy

My name is Walt Mitchell. My story took place in the early 80's and is a tale I've been trying to put down on paper for a long time. Despite the number of years that have now past by those precious yet vivid memories are still so fresh in my mind. Especially when I recall how strongly those black studs had a mind to fucking what would have been for most, their first white, teenage girl. Lorissa was a well-known and I'd say very popular girl within our quiet, farming community. Partly as her Aunt Catherine had such strong ties with the local Church but mostly because 'Lori' was such a naïve, sweet creature. It didn't help that her aunt had sheltered her all her life and still dressed her up like a doll every Sunday. I guess you could have said that most 'decent' folks around these parts were real fond of her in a protective sort of way. For the rest of us, well, at eighteen she was a flower just waiting to be plucked.

During the time of my sordid little account our town of Stanton had a population of maybe five hundred. Set in the deep American south we were no different to any other country hovel and had the same prejudices to boot. White generations of families still owned nearly all the good land and saw themselves as respectable God fearing people. Though we had plenty of those who still held their principles too high for their own good. Catherine in particular. This was especially evident in the attitude to farm hands, most of whom it has to be said were Negro's. Earning a living in the cotton fields was back breaking work and had sustained wealth in the region since the 1800's. Some people wanted to keep things the way they where. The number of black families living around Stanton outnumbered the whites by some distance but what some folks really took exception too was when they started moving into town and setting up their own businesses. Times were changing and I had begun to notice how the young black men of our time were no longer willing to be the underclass. Folks in Stanton though could be real set in their ways. Maybe they woke up one morning and found out that it was they whom were the minority now.

Catherine and Lorissa McAllen had their small farmhouse a couple of miles from the centre of town. It overlooked my own and as my wife had died some years earlier, I'd become friendly with them both. Good natured as Catherine was she never appreciated the black influx; some of whose Grand-daddies her late husband Earl had paid peanuts to build that house and farm the surrounding lands. Change worried her as it did many the main town was off limits to Lori and other women under a certain age. Though it was never uttered at meetings what they really feared was a mixing of races. Catherine was worried that her nieces innocence, long dark hair and beautiful, China doll figure might just get her noticed by a confident young Negro. I knew this to be the case for sure. The girl had always been very pretty. Slender with beautiful, full rounded tits. She had one of those sweet, shy faces, big brown eyes and a giddy curious nature. Terrified of how easily led her niece might be Catherine 'restricted' her. So over time and being a lonely girl with no friends, except for the few yard animals she named, it was always easy to lead Lori along. Teaching at home, as Catherine had, hadn't helped matters either.

Tom Granger and his wife Danielle were friends of mine who had only just moved to Stanton. A pervert of similar standing to myself, Tom had been bowled over by the strict, old fashioned nature that still hung around. He was amazed at his first town meeting. They all knew, maybe even Catherine, that their ways only had a few years left. Of course, feeling the injustice Tom was eager to speed things on. He was privileged therefore that in Danielle he had a wife who not only enjoyed but relished in exhibitionism. A fine, full bodied woman with wonderful ass and legs she would often be dressed up at all times of the day, wear very short skirts or go without a bra. Having met at an adult party in Detroit she fucked whomever her husband found for her. Group sex parties did not fit into Stantons way but that certainly didn't stop them. Within four months they had set up a club that brought in two other local, similar minded couples looking for something new and daring. They used a motel in town and the no small shortage of black cock eager to service married white pussy to produce pornographic videos. You can imagine just how Catherine and the rest responded when they found out.

Tom was quickly labelled as trouble maker and Danielle a slut. No one had seen anything like them before. She had a real energy in front of the camera, revelling in the fact that most of the black men she had sex with were well hung. Of course she had her favourite 'Bulls'. The angry ones, the young ones and those who took a particular satisfaction in fucking white. Tom took pictures and shared them with me so after a time I had albums of Danielle that never failed to get my pulse racing. Usually she would take two to five men at a time, building to an enormous sperm facial for which I had a particular fetish. When Tom began talking about a gorgeous teenage girl he'd seen in town with a church collection tin it became my turn to supply. Lacking in pretty young women, the black men of Stanton had long since turned an eye to the sweet country girl who lived with her Aunt just out of town. I often heard it joked that many would like to give Lori something other than her thumb to suck on.

I was at Catherine's well kept, respectable farmhouse one Sunday evening when the chance finally came. If my neighbour knew I was the type of guy who liked watching young sluts like her niece get fucked in the butt she'd never have let me set foot in that house again. Instead I was sitting at their lush dining table enjoying my usual roast; Lori opposite me and Catherine at her side. I'd known for some time Catherine was stumped on what to do with her and the worry was effecting her health. Clumsy around the house all she liked doing was dressing her dolls and taking her precious dance lessons every fortnight. Catherine wasn't without money. Though the lands were now sold off her late husband Earl had left her a tidy sum to live off. In fact she ironically paid a black instructor come out to tutor her niece once a week at the house. If it had been anything other than Ballet she would never have gone along with it but I had always been grateful. The sight of Lorissa in a tight leotard was one to behold.

The girl and I had always had a special relationship. Perhaps even a fatherly one. She had told me more than once her silly, secret dream of making it as a star and with an imagination that was as clear and sweet as I'd ever known I knew that was the way to get her. That night, I have to say Lorissa did look great. Her usual shy self. Near to tears when her aunt scolded her for dropping a spoon. As usual Catherine was bemoaning the state of matters, determined to raise Lori a good Catholic and always complaining of the lack of creditable young men in town. I guess she hoped some hardworking, decent young buck would spring up from somewhere and had always chided even me for not remarrying. That night Lori had on a starched white dress and corset, buttoned up to her neck, with her dark hair tumbling all down the back and her beautiful, round tits pressing magnificently through the fabric. Somehow there was something different. Extra silver on the table and both Lori and Catherine in their best. I was about to get my shot.

' ... I don't know why you didn't re-marry Walt' Catherine was saying. Yet there was something in her voice uncharacteristically like nerves. She had her hair up and despite her age had a temperament as sharp as a knife. 'Handsome man like you'. I remember looking up and smiling politely. Having grown used to this type of talk I knew how to deal with it and was only half listening. 'Don't you think so Lorissa?' Catherine continued. 'Isn't Walt a handsome man?'.

'Yes Ma'am. Very handsome' Lori smiled shyly letting her eyes drop. I grinned, feeling my cock stiffening in my pants as I let my eyes linger lustfully on the teenagers fine, firm cleavage.

'I've been thinking Walt. For a while now. Your not getting any younger and well ... maybe it's time you had a young wife to look after you'. I nearly choked on my beef. Though when I looked up I could see Catherine was serious, if struggling a little with the idea too. Lori was watching me intently and smiling. An innocent happy look. 'She's a dizzy girl of course but I've schooled her best I can' she added pushing back her hair. I felt my temperature rising as I looked across the table at the girl, her aunt nodding approvingly while spelling out her qualities in my ear. Maybe I was too shocked to reply. I just looked at her, the throbbing of my cock sending waves down my legs. Lori, blushing under my horny stare.

When the meal was over Catherine wearily began clearing the plates and as was usual for these nights Lorissa beamed and asked me if I'd come upstairs to see her dolls. Since she was very young the teenager had been collecting them and had a new one to show me. We'd done this many times and as Catherine worked in the kitchen I followed Lori up the creaking, old wooden stairs and along the landing into her bland, teenage bedroom. My heart was pounding and absorbed in the bright smile of the stunning girl. Downstairs I could hear the sound of plates and water. It was safe enough. Lori's room had yellow walls with two solitary paintings above the dresser. The bed was a smart white and pink with a holy cross-nailed high above it. In the corner was the basket with her dolls and stuffed toys. She'd never thrown anything away and began taking the dolls out of the basket and lining them up on the floor for me. They were each groomed and wearing pretty lace dresses. Long hair in ribbons.

I shut the bedroom door behind me making Lori turn with a start. She looked up and smiled, the doll in her hand for me to see.

'You like her?'.

'She's very pretty' I said, my cock pounding it was so hard. 'But not as pretty as you'. The girl smiled, blushing, her gaze falling to the floor. I could tell she was nervous on being alone with me and her aunt wouldn't be far behind.

'You're the prettiest whore I've ever laid eyes on' I added dryly. It was the first time I'd called Lori anything detrimental. Her face looked confused for a moment but she put it aside. Taking a chance I reached out and rolled my fingers over her left breast. Lori stiffened, her eyes wide in surprise as I grew bolder. Taking a firm hold, I squeezed one pert, heavy breast and then the other. They felt lovely and warm, the nipples stiff inside the starched fabric and bra. 'Fuck yes' I hissed putting my hand down my pants and jacking my dick. Dizzy I realised she was grinning. Enjoying the naughty attention and thrill of being touched.

'You like that don't you?' I grinned. Her cheeks a little flustered and red Lori nodded.

As my temperature rose I found myself quickly unfastening my pants. Pulling open my belt and letting them drop to the floor. Lorissa giggled, her hands to her mouth and her pretty eyes glued to my cock as it bounced free. She'd probably dreamt about her first sexual encounter many times in bed but I'll bet she didn't think it would be like this.

'Quickly' I gasped, 'on your knees girl'. Sensing my urgency and willing to please her eyes darted to the closed door.

'I don't understand' she said honestly 'what do you want?'.

'You need to suck my cock right now honey' I said, my ears tuned to the sound of Catherine on the stairs. Her lovely eyes widened but gently, uncertainly she knelt on the floor, dress folding beneath her waist as she did so. My cock stood out to attention. It was more than a week since I'd shot a load and already a well of pre-seed was sitting in the tip. With a tug I freed my heavy, fat balls. Looked down at my uncut cock Lorissa's sweet breath met my skin. I groaned and slid my hand behind her neck, guiding my tip towards her lips. She resisted briefly, afraid I guess.

'Open wide cunt' I gasped, my dick so hard it bobbed on each stroke of my raging pulse. She obeyed, her hands on my thighs, back straight as I pressed between her pretty lips, over her teeth and tongue. With my dick in her mouth I pushed forward and stretched her throat. 'That's it baby'. Lori pushed, gave a big cough and gagged heavily. Grinning I began fucking her mouth with slow strokes. How many times had I dreamt of doing that. Those dreamy eyes moved from side to side, probably unable to understand fully what she was doing. It felt so good, wet and warm. Lorissa's juicy, saliva soaking my cock. She choked again and I felt it running down my length and into my balls. Damn.

The urge having been in me for ages I fair went at her. Lori looked up at me, eyes wet as I reached down and fondled her bit titties in turn. My balls padding against her chin and her long hair swinging. Breath hot as my old dick rooted her tight throat.

'Suck it baby ... suck it good!'. Her muffled voice was unclear. Involuntary tears were running down her cheeks and I could feel the wetness of drool swinging and slivering off my balls. Damn, she was a deep-throating whore.

'Lorissa? ... Walt?'. In my urgency I'd fail to hear the sound of footsteps. Lori stopped in shock ad surprise. Letting my cock fall from her mouth she looked up at me with horror.

'Its ok Catherine' I gasped taking her nieces head and forcing my dick back into her mouth. 'We've nearly finished'.

'The locks on. What's going on in there?' I gasped as I fucked the girls pretty face with hungry strokes. Lori in turn, sucked mightily. I felt her groan amid her regular swallowing that tightened up my shaft. She was definitely turned on.

'Damn honey I'm gonna come' I whispered as quietly as I could. Lorissa looked confused yet her eyes shut tight as I pulled out, pressed back her head and squirted my sticky old load into her pretty mouth in one ... two ... three spurts. Jacking I worked every last drop out and admired the scene. The girls chin was a sticky mess but there was such a look of surprise on her face too. 'You swallow that down honey' I grinned, 'before your aunt sees you'. With pleasure I watched as my bride to be took the filthy jizm down to her stomach in two gulps and finished with a broad beam. Quickly we stood, Lori straightening her dress and wiping her eyes as I tucked myself away. Waiting a brief moment I unlocked the door. Catherine's face was like thunder.

'What were you doing in here?' she asked, her sharp eyes darting to Lorissa who wisely kept them down.

I'd got it in my head now. Poor Lori. For the next week all I thought about was how I could move things forward. For some reason the idea of having sex with Lorissa was second to introducing her to Tom. This I knew would inevitably lead to a black fucking for the girl. Perhaps it was the fact that it seemed so achievable for me. So erotic. The desire to see that virgin cunt-hole stretched out by horny Negro bulls was too much to bear and the next morning I called Tom and explained what was happening. He recalled the lovely girl right away and admitted a sense of missed opportunity at not being able to film the rough blowjob of the night before. How to proceed? That was the question.

After I put the phone down I went outside. Lorissa was out early. I knew the girl would be up doing her chores and I wanted to see her again so badly. As I walked up the path I saw her feeding the chickens in the yard. She had on a white working dress and sneakers, her long hair tied back with a yellow bow.

'Hey there' I shouted. 'Your aunt around?'. Lori shook her head and smiled. Her eyes where bright and she was obviously thinking about the previous evening. Just the sight of her was enough to stir my dick. As if my cock remembered last night too. I waited as she put down the bag of feed and began walking over towards me. The morning wind caught her hair as she approached. So lovely.

Walking confidently she stopped a foot away and beamed.

'Are you gonna touch me again Mr Johnson?'. She looked shyly up towards the house and gave a hopeful grin. As if willing me to take her inside.

'I've got something I'd like to show you' I said. 'You want to come and see?' I was pleased when she nodded and taking Lori's trusting hand I led her through the porch of my house. She seemed nervous. More obviously so as she stood in my lounge, her teenage hormones kicking in. If Catherine knew she was here she'd have gone mad for sure. The girl had only been in my house a handful of times and it brought a smile to my lips to see her so shy and out of place. Maybe she was thinking about it being her new home one day. Playing with her fingers she stood looking around.

'Ok Honey?' I grinned.

'You going to touch me again Sir?' she repeated. 'I mean you can if you want to ... I ... I don't mind'. My hand felt hot as I accepted her offer. Drawing a gasp of tension from her lips as I squeezed those perfect tits in turn through the dress. The material was much thinned and through her bra the small, hard nipples were traceable.

'That feel nice sugar?' I asked. She nodded, her eyes bright and focused on mine. By now my cock was forcing it's way through my jeans. I'd such a hard on like you wouldn't believe.

Tom had supplied me with some new photographs from the club's last meet. Four black men from town had met and fucked Danielle and another playful white wife. I took the album and carried it to the lounge.

'You've got a lot of friends in town' I said, sitting the sweet girl down on the sofa. Lori looked surprised as I took her hand. She didn't hear that term very often. I sighed, reached out and pushed her hair back behind her ear.

'What do you mean?' she asked softly, tilting her pretty head to one side and rubbing her soft cheek against my palm.

'I mean there's a lot of men that want to be good friends with you honey' I said and started laying the photos out on the table in front of her. Lori's eyes moved quickly between the pictures. The auburn haired Danielle was lying on a bed with one black male of mid twenties between her legs as another watched on. She was smiling sweetly at her husbands lens. A little shocking to say the least, Lori covering her mouth with her hand, but like a kid she couldn't look away. I think she was kind of dazed by it. 'She looks like she's having fun doesn't she?' I suggested, continuing to lay the hardcore photos in front of her. She nodded. 'You see this man? ... he likes white girls ... like you especially'.

'He does?' Lori gasped.

'Yes honey' I lied, 'He's seen you and thinks your very pretty'.

I slid my arm around her waist and grinned as she leafed through the collection. I enjoyed seeing Lorissa's reaction. She couldn't believe what I'd said but being there with me, the album, everything preyed on her. Quite subtly I lifted her long dress and slid my hand over her neatly cropped, panty-less pussy. The lips were narrow and like her, perfect. There was mild resistance in her knees as I opened them and a gentle moan as I inserted my finger into her hole. It was a tight fit and extremely wet. Warm and slippery juice trickled down my hand as I busily frigged her knuckle deep. Bobbing on the sofa I dropped another photo in her lap. Danielle was on her knees and had taken a big facial that day. She was grinning, her left eye closed shut with thick, discoloured spunk. It was all stuck in her auburn hair and dripping down the side of her ace onto her left breast. Both endowed bulls stood on either side with confident looks on their faces. I grinned, wiggling now two fingers in Lori's snatch, her bottom lip wobbling as suddenly a squirt of come sprayed lightly onto the carpet. She just hadn't seen anything like this before. Breathing hard through her small mouth she sat gasping for a moment. 'What do you think Lori?' I asked. She was trembling lightly.

'You know' I began, 'these men would really like to meet you too'.

'Me?' she said her bottom lip beginning to wobble.

'Yes honey, I'm sure they'd love to pound your pretty pussy and make a mess of your face'. Lori looked at me biting her lip. She didn't know what to think and I could see the confusion in her look. 'You'd like to be a star like Danielle?' I asked.

'She's a star? You mean it?' the hope building in her voice.

'You'd be such a big star'. I'd always encouraged without knowing where it would lead. Told her that she could perhaps make it with her dancing. Suddenly it all came back to me. 'You know, if you do well they might put you in magazines' I lied. Her eyes suddenly lit up. 'Videos too' I said seeing her response and wondering what type of magazine would have a cute country girl being worked on by anything up to five black men.

'You think so?' she beamed holding the messiest picture of Danielle. The one were she seemed happiest.

I could have fucked Lorissa. However, I wanted the first cock pushing its way through her cervix to be black. Instead she sucked my cock greedily until my load splattered the back of her lovely throat. That afternoon I told Tom the good news. My voice had wavered on the enormity of what we were about to do. On every occasion I thought of the beautiful girl sucking my dick and the men who would soon know what that felt like. Moreover I fantasised what it would mean for the town if it ever came out. What a message it would send. After a moments thought Tom suggested that we get a group who could fuck Danielle and Lorissa together. It was reasonable to think that the older women may be of huge support and encouragement. To have the girl on her own would be far to overpowering for her. That, I deemed, would be an excellent introduction. As an addition I had instructed Tom about the 'ballet' dancing lessons. As soon as I mentioned it he wanted to film the whole thing with a dance routine at the beginning.

During midweek, after dark, Tom drove up to one of the Farms that paid the cheapest labour. With the offer of his own wife and a tight, teenage, white virgin he had no problem assuring adequate services. It was a big week for Lori too. She was giddy and excited about the coming Saturday. I'd told her of course to keep it a secret from Catherine and she was eager to go along with it. I wondered if she knew what kind of reaction it would provoke if folks found out about our plans.

'We have six men for you honey' I had said. 'All for you and Danielle. She cant wait to meet you'. Of course Tom and I had talked about contraception. Danielle used the pill but it seemed perversely wrong for Lorissa, raised a good Catholic. She knew very little about sex for obvious reasons and in the end Tom joked it would be up to me to make sure she received her morning after pill.

When the weekend did arrive I told Catherine that Lorissa was going with me shopping in town. We had been playing the marriage card well and having accepted the offer formally I wanted her in no doubt of my intentions to wed her niece. Catherine wasn't too keen on the idea of us being alone to say the least but she had business at the church. I'd timed it perfectly. Lori was getting very nervous but I guess excited about going on a trip. She'd been practising her dancing routine all week to boot. That fateful day she wore on a clean, crème coloured dress with a square neck and sneakers. The real outfit concealed in a cloth bag upon her lap. Town was a good half hours dusty drive along the familiar dirt tracks. Lorissa was smiling broadly, excited about the trip though her brown eyes couldn't hide the fact she was very apprehensive too. I knew I was really starting something here and all the way I stressed on her the need to make a good impression and do whatever she was told. If she didn't she might not get to see herself on video. I was as excited as she was, amazed that she seemed ready to do it. This was what I'd been waiting for and I was determined to enjoy it.

It was a scorching day. As we headed up the main street past the shops I saw a few people I recognised. One in particular looked at me very strangely were she saw Lori on my arm. Catherine hadn't told many people about our union. Maybe she was still unsure how to put it. That she would prefer her niece with a man old enough to be her father rather than a healthy, viral black buck. Regardless, for a Saturday afternoon most people were inside out of the mid day heat. Anyone else who saw us would most likely have thought we'd come for supplies. I pulled into the small motel and into the car park at the rear. It was quite a small, crummy place and Billy the owner (who Tom knew very well) didn't get many customers. There were already three other trucks parked outside.

'Ok honey?' I said. Lorissa nodded and squeezed the cloth bag to her chest. Number 55 was the room we were due to meet in and we walked up the wooden stairs and along. I could see the dirty, aged curtains were closed. Lori took my hand hard as I led her to the door and knocked, keeping my arm around her tight, trim waist. She was obviously shy and I felt her lean into me. Billy answered and shook me by the hand. In his late 50's black Billy Nelson had worked in the cotton fields much of his life. He had saved and bought the motel but his skin and hands showed the violence of those years gone by. I was particularly pleased he was here as he was also one of the few remaining folks who had worked for Lorissa's late father. That fact alone was all the motivation he'd ever need and the prospect of fucking the young lady and plastering her face with his Negro seed perhaps appealed to him more than any of us. Having lived under the pretences of Stanton so long I couldn't blame him.

'Well Hello Missy' he said, eyes dropping curtly to Lori's cleavage. 'I remember you when you were a little girl'. It was hot inside and musty. The sweat hit you straight away. A sure signal the air conditioning was broken. The room itself was neat and small, adorned with cheap but sturdy wooden furniture with two single beds stacked against the wall and separated by a yard of carpet. At the rear was a TV and small kitchen, a bathroom and shower through that. Thankfully the back door was open and a faint waft of air as blowing through. Lastly on the kitchen table were two crates of beer. Extra incentives for men on a modest pay. They would be at home here.

'Hey there' Billy said again. Having spent many of his youthful days in the sunny fields he had exceptionally dark skin, dry with burnt, thickened hands. The gold band on his finger revealed his commitment to his late wife Jocelyn and the seven kids they had together. While I watched his eyes moved candidly up and down the fresh, sweet, white girl in front of him. In return she paid him little attention but to stare wide eyed around her surroundings.

Lori looked at me shyly as Billy took her small hand from mine and led her to the nearest single bed. I could almost make out his hard-on sticking through the thin cotton of his pants. If I was old enough to be her father, Billy was her Gramps. Eagerly the old man took a seat, patted the bed beside him and encouraged her to join him. I watched with envy and pleasure as he worked an arm around her trim waist, shifted closer and inhaled deeply by her slender neck. He was a sly dog and knew just why he was here. Lorissa looked at me nervously, tight lipped and a pale innocence in her eyes.

'How you doing there honey' he whispered.

'I'm good but it's real hot in here'. Lorissa looked around for me and was caught by surprise as Billy discretely ran his aged hand over both her pert breasts. I took a seat in the chair and sighed. Maybe she remembered my words to her. 'Let them have what they want' because stirred by her reaction, or lack of one, Billy ran his tongue around his lips and felt her with more urgency. As if sensing that he could probably do whatever he wanted. His free hand rubbed his crotch as he lifted and squeezed Lorissa through her shirt.

'Oh fuck ... fuck ... fuck yeah!'. Under his breath I could hear his sigh. What a host he was.

Part of me was sure that within five minutes Billy would have Lorissa sucking his cock. He was already rock hard and showing through his pants. Unhappily though the sound of an engine caused him to sit up and stagger to the rear door. Tom was far to clever to risk pulling up outside in broad daylight. Especially when his truck contained five other black men who had taken the afternoon off to pork the towns most eligible young lady. The slamming of doors echoed and my friend led the way, tripod and camera in hand.

'Lorissa!' he grinned. "Great to see you at last'. Lori stood, brushed her hips and put out her hand.

'Pleased to meet you sir'.

'Wow you are gorgeous' he whistled making her blush. The guests who followed were each between 25 and 35 and their clothes suggested the poverty of their condition. Rough jeans, boots and checked shirts. Lori's eyes widened and she seemed apprehensive as they filed into the small room, a look of excitement and undue intimidation on her face. She had undoubtedly heard stories of the vulgarity and savageness of the black race from her Aunt. Well, now she was going to find out just how un-gentlemanly these men could be. Each held a strong physique and knew what was in store. They gathered around the bed, imposing themselves, looking at the white girl with a combination of lust and determination. Groans from one thick Alabama accent in particular filled the small room and one of the younger men named Tyrone took her hand. She blushed with embarrassment obviously keen on him.

'Hot damn!. How ol' are you sweetypie?' he asked her.

'I'm 18 sir' replied Lorissa making the man grin as she answered him formally.

'You got a 18 year ol' pussy fo me then?' he grinned.

'Never been fucked either' came another.

Tom directed everyone to the beers while he set up, taking time to shake my hand as the smiling Lori enjoyed the attention from her new friends. The young sweetheart looked around at the group and I remained delighted as they teased and touched her. Two were sat on either side on the bed now Billy had been pushed down the pecking order. I wondered how they would decide whom would be the first to pop this sluts virgin cherry. One thing was for certain. Each was here to take serious advantage of this teenage girl. Just as I'd planned. Not even the few who rubbed their cocks with blatant intent could fault her. It was Danielle who put a cap on matters. The 35 year old self confessed "black cock loving slut" was here. Wearing sunglasses and a brown leather top and pants she promoted a confident air as she arrived. Her auburn hair was styled in a perm and her round tits bobbling inside her top suggesting sure lack of a bra. Danielle had a great figure and everyone in town knew she liked to show it off. She went over to her husband and kissed his cheek, smiling at several of the men she knew.

'Your pretty cute' she came at last, her blue eyed gaze resting on the smiling Lorissa. Perhaps amused at the naivety and innocence of the girl.

'Thankyou' Lori answered politely. Maybe she wasn't as pretty as the younger girl. Not that that bothered her. She was real southern belle and had a great butt. She was pretty eager for it too and joked with the men.

The room, including Tom and myself now contained six, extremely imposing Negro males, Lorissa and Danielle. Though there was no denying who was in charge here for we would not have stood a chance against whatever desires they held. That of course, meant the prime gang fucking of both girls. Having set up the encounter Tom and I remained apprehensive. Partly as to what extent they would go and also how Lori herself would respond once everything began to happen. For a small room it was pretty cramped but we would manage. In fact the closeness with which the men surrounded young Lorissa undoubtedly had an effect on her. Everyone was admiring the new girl; boasts and taunts telling as much as the beer began to flow. She looked cute and a real treat, swallowing dryly and gasping a little because it was all starting to take off. I managed to lean across and whisper a few words in her ear.

'Do you think they like me?' she asked quietly.

'They think you're lovely' I told her and the teenager beamed.

I thought directly of Catherine. She didn't know what we were up too and that excited me. Our old fashioned town was about to learn a lesson and the look of intent on the black bulls faces showed they made to carry it out. One of lean hunger and the intent to dominate the two white cunts. It was time to change and show these bulls what they were in for. It excited me that both should be extremely willing to impress as possible. Tom took his suitcase from the floor and put it on the second bed. Inside were several costumes. From a burger bargirl, to a tightly folded wedding dress which I presumed was Danielle's own. Lorissa was crammed between two men one of whom had a very broad and deep Alabama accent with chocolate brown skin. The other was called Jim Clay, a foreman and one with whom Tom organised prior sessions. For a moment Lori smiled at me when she saw the wedding dress, perhaps thinking of our own big day.

Nevertheless, with slight thought Tom took out a black, leather outfit for Danielle and handed it too her. Lori had her own surprise in her bag so we all waited until, after some minutes in the bathroom, the belle emerged with the outfit on. It was made of black leather with silver studs up the sides and straps across her tits, the underside of which showed through quite perfectly. With black high heels she twirled for the mob and stretched her long, extremely shapely legs. To her, this seemed a game and she winked probably eager to see Lori's pert teenage breasts herself. Everyone looked pretty excited, smiles all around and there were calls from the horny bulls as the teenager stepped past them and closed the door behind her. The wait was longer than necessary. Yet I could picture my young fiancée nervously checking herself in the bathroom mirror. When she finally stepped shyly out from the door she received several shouts and whoops.

'Hot Damn!' came the cry. Lorissa was, as planned, wearing a thin see-through lavender leotard, about three sizes too small for her with bunched socks and white lace up, heeled boots. She had nothing underneath and her bare tits pushed out amazingly through the fabric, the small nipples firm and hard. Just like the outfit I remembered Catherine had bought Lori to wear in her early teens for her dancing lessons. In addition I had added some extras, namely a long, plastic pearl necklace and clip on matching earrings. With no bra or panties there was little to the imagination. In fact it was quite shocking as she stood magnificently in front of the men, soaking in their attention. The tall heeled boots looked fantastic and exceptionally pretty. Just as the leotard looked so good on her teenage body. Lori blushed mightily at the response, probably shy about being nearly naked in front of them. I noticed how she looked away shyly as Jim unzipped his pants and tugged out his long, thick skinned erection. That leotard hadn't been worn in a few years and was really tight. The darkness of her neatly trimmed pussy showing and tugging tight up her crack.

Walking through the group to the bed, everyone, especially Billy grinned and ogled her. Jim, who perhaps by knowing me, also knew of my relationship with Lori put a big arm around her waist as she sat down. A sure sign of ownership that had my cock hard as a rock. The total teenage slut gripped her knees to stop her hands from shaking. So shy and so very sweet. Her round, curious eyes could hardly peel away from the sight of Jim's long black girth, standing erect from his jeans. The same look I'd seen when I had shown her the albums of Danielle.

'Your so fine' one of them said and leaned across to kiss her blushing cheek. Tom too seemed flushed and well pleased. Lorissa looked so perfect. Everyone was staring at her. Under his instruction the two women stood together between the guys for a few photos. Lori seemed so naturally willing to do it. She was beaming and enjoying herself. Perhaps not fully realising that she would be getting fucked senseless before long. Her hair tumbling down her back, swaying as she did. Everyone was getting an eyeful of that 'see through' leotard and the delicious globes that bobbled on every movement.

'You wanna be a star Lorissa?' Tom grinned. 'We're gonna make you a star'. The group stepped back, barking encouragement. 'Spread your legs honey' he said. Lorissa did so, the leotard stretching tightly up against her crack. 'Look at this pussy guys' he said. Glancing at me she did as she was told. Already there was a wet patch growing against the material, probably brought on for the fact that some of the other guys had their big, black cocks out and where jerking off; their fat balls bouncing furiously beneath their fists.

'Damn straight' and

'Real fine' came the responses. It was quite a sight to see them all so huge and erect. Lorissa certainly felt so and I felt elated the sight of their dicks had her clearly so wet.

'Ok honey' Tom said, taking a hand-recorder out of his pocket. 'Introduce yourself properly'. We'd already been over it and I'd instructed her to be dirty if she wanted her video. Everyone looked on as she told the men her name and that it was only three months after her 18th birthday. Lori clasped her hands on her knee and said that since she was six her Aunt had paid for her dancing lessons. Her voice was quiet as she spoke but very affectionately. When she was little she'd always wanted to a Ballerina. The leotard was one she'd actually worn for practise. Lori looked down to the white, dancing boots and said this outfit had always been special to her.

'An what yo' here for baby?' Alabama asked.

'Black cock' Lori replied shyly after a pause. A clap went around the room making her blush.

'You look s'ah cute honey' Tyrone smiled eyeing the pert and wonderfully rounded shapes of Lorissa's beautiful tits.

'We sure gonna enjoy fuckin' you' added another deep voice. It was true, Lori did look very angelic and she admitted shyly that wearing these clothes made her feel very special. The guys looked suitably pumped up. Particularly after the ballerina speech.

'I've been practising all week' she piped up as they made room, pushing the bed effortlessly against the wall. Tom held the camera and began filming her as Lori stood, hands clasped in front of the group.

'You gonna dance fo' us honey?' Alabama said, slouching back, his big greasy brown cock already in his hand and ready for a show. From the suitcase Tom took a tape deck, popped in a cassette and switched it on. With a crackle some classical music began playing and in the cramped space Lori began her routine.

We all enjoyed it, watching the doll-like girl twirl and skip around the confined area of the motel room and needless to say, the guys were jacking off as they watched it. Exchanging talk and grinning. After five minutes or so Lori stopped breathlessly, grinning broadly and waiting for applause. I smiled and nodded but already we were under way. My heart thumping after seeing her dainty figure bounce around in that leotard. From the back of the room one of the men stood up. He was one of the few that wasn't smiling and he came to the front with purpose. He was big and heavily muscled, especially his arms. I noticed late that his long black snake was swinging from his pants. Danielle gasped in delight as he took Lorissa roughly by the waist, sat her firmly on the bed and shoved his cock straight and hard into her mouth.

'Enough playtime bitch' he grunted. 'Time to get to fuckin yo'. The teenage girl gagged instantly in surprise and her hands pushed at the mans thighs. It reminded me of our first time, the blowjob in her bedroom. Tom moved, in filming away as the others gathered around. He had Lori's dance on tape but now it was time for the aftermath. Already her body was tight and rigid, sitting upright and staring blankly forwards. The man fucked with his hips, sending Lori's gulps, slurps and sucking noises echoing around the small room. She sure was a juicy whore. Lips fast around the dark girth, struggling to accommodate it in her mouth as the bull eagerly screwed her pretty face.

Quickly the others took off jeans and boots, eager to move in; waiting a turn. The tall, imposing stud had one hand behind Lorissa's head, savouring her willing lips.

'Yeah bitch' ... Suck dis' you lil' slut. Open up!' he grunted, briefly fondling her tits while his big dick spread her small mouth wide and began slugging deep down inside her tight young throat. 'Fuck yeah!' He was choking the girl quite hard. I noticed her hand gripping the sheet in a tight fist before taking her hair he pulled out and allowed his victim the luxury of oxygen. Chest rising and falling heavily we could all now see the teenagers startled face, her chin wet with warm slaver. Eyes finally able to see the other erect black cocks all waiting to be sucked. Not to forget the bulbous head of the big Negro dick hanging in front of her which impatiently spread her lips, stretching them once more around the big girth. Billy joined them in standing around her. Six black men holding their cocks towards her mouth and putting their hands all over her. Competing in vulgarity over orders. Lori blubbed as her mouth was crudely passed between the dicks, leaving spit stains on each and gasping increasingly louder and with obvious intimidation.


'Yeah Suck tha' dick baby'. Even the old man rammed his cock back into her throat. Forcing the group into laughs as she began squeaking and choking, her hands clawing at the bed. Then, as she gave up Billy a third then fourth took a longer turn. Lorissa's mouth did sound deliciously juicy and to her credit she sucked as she was told. The beads around her neck patting along as she bobbed keenly under orders. Hair too swinging and slapping against her back. This was far more impatient than even I had perceived.

'You gonna let her have all the fun?' Tom grinned to his wife. Sensing that Danielle was available two went across the room and roughly demanded she blow them. Tom's wife smiled, obliging as ever as she slid to her knees and willingly opened her mouth. Just as her new teenage friend, Danielle's ruby lips spread dutifully around the first thick length. In moments she was sucking them off, slurping noisily. Grinding balls with her hand and drawing gasps and groans of pleasure. She loved it.

My eyes where on the teenager though. Those dicks were so hard, pushing at her lips and tits and slapping playfully against her cheeks. Lori's big brown eyes where blinking, wet as she swallowed and drooled spit down her front of her leotard. The wet stains where there to see. It had indeed been dripping off the shaft of Alabama's cock in waves but now Tyrone had a handful of hair and he pumped her small mouth nearly to the hilt. Lori coughed as he pulled it out swallowing and sniffing. Wiping her eyes with her finger. Her lips looking moist, small and wet as another pushed his cock in hard, causing the girl to gag again. I was suddenly aware that one of them had ejaculated into her mouth and a race of sperm had dribbled out and onto her shoulder. It was incredible.

'Yeah ... damn fine baby'.

'Shit ... damn Suck that dick!'. Jim took her behind the head and began shafting her face. It was too pretty a mouth to fuck like that and he grinned at me as he did it. Black owned. Her breasts rocking together in the leotard. Gulping and slurping as vigorously as Danielle. She looked comfortable, hands on his thighs and wetness in her eyes but got used to the roughness quickly. This was a learning curve and deep down she was enjoying the attention and encouragement. Billy moaned and sighed as Lori used her mouth and hand on him. She slid back and forth his super hard cock, looking to the camera for Tom to snap away. It was a nice, wet blowjob.

With her bottom lip trembling Lori took Alabama once more, pushing her head back and forth so that the bulbous, head of his cock crammed into the back of her throat on each stroke. Her pretty mouth hadn't done this before, nor had her lips sucked on the mostly cut heads of those Negro cocks. Today she was learning new things. The four men, gathered around the single bed felt her tits in turn as she blew them. Pinching the nipples and pulling them until it pained her. As his impatience grew the aggressive, silent male placed a large hand on top of her head, turning it and fucked hard side-on between her wet lips. Lorissa was enjoying his black meat slamming the inside of her cheek, spit beads dripped onto her shoulder and arm. Messing the front of her outfit. She was just a cheap cocksucker now.

'Tell us what you like Hon' Tom said from behind the camera while the group men parted and Lori with a dick in each hand sniffed at the lens. 'Say ... I ... love ... black ... dick for the camera sugar'.

'I love ... black ... dick' came the shell-shocked responded drawing grins and calls from the group.

'Yeah she sure likes it' the thick Alabama accent exclaimed.

'Say ... I wanna get fucked by black dick' Tom continued with an evil smile. Lori wanked the two dicks simultaneously, jerking them upwards with her slight hands.

'I ... i wanna get black ... fucked... ' she said, her voice weak and trembling and eyes as pretty and wide was I remember.

'You want to?' 'huh? you do?'

'Uh huh ... uh huh'.

A beer can fizzed next to me, was consumed then crushed and discarded.

'You guys ready to fuck this little whore?' Tom grinned to loud shouts and grunts of agreement. They had already cleared space on the bed and as I contemplated what was happening were working her onto her back and spreading her smooth thighs.

'Look at dis tight pussy' Tyrone hissed into the lens. Crouching down he slid a finger beneath the crotch of the leotard then boldly pulled it to one side, leant in and put his lips over her snatch. Lori bucked and shuddered as he licked her. His tongue vigorously rubbing that young hole. Sharing grins a second joined him, tapping that teenage clitty with his tongue. It was too much for the inexperienced sweetheart who gave a small wail as she came. Smiles were all around as her hips lifted off the bed and flecks of virgin cunny juice squirted into the air. Panting heavily Lori bit her lip.

'That good huh?' came the mans voice as he traced his tongue over the soft, bare lips of her pussy while gently stroked his erection. 'Now baby ' he said 'yo' jus' have a good ol' look around an' say which of these fine brothers you wan' to fuck you first?' Lorissa's eyes were wide and her look wavered on me as she went around the group. Each horny face longing for her body and hoping she would choose them. When she nodded and smiled at Alabama he whooped. Then the others got off the bed to give the thirty five year old Negro some room. Again the girl looked nervous and apprehensive as dragging her keenly beneath him he forced up and apart her legs so the lovely boots where pinned back over her head. His dick was one of the longest with a arching shaft and a light coloured head. There was no hiding his excitement. Lori looked up at him in awe and lightly began to stroke his arms. Gently in turn, he pressed the head of his cock against her and I watched the stiffness of his shaft meet the softness of her cunny.

'Ow ... ow ... ow' Lori sighed as he found the spot; no pain in her tone but responding to the thrusts. It was clear he was playing but when he pushed purposefully Lorissa's legs stiffened and her mouth fell open. Immediately her panicked eyes darted this way and that. This feeling of being penetrated and helpless. Her virgin pussy defiled.

'Damn she tight ... yeah!' the deep south man grinned as Lori's pussy lips stretched wider apart. She grimaced and a croak came from her lips.

'That's it honey' Tom chipped in from his position kneeling on the floor.

'Fuck that pretty whore' Danielle chipped in, kneeling on the edge of the bed and watching with derision. Suddenly the bed creaked into life and the big dick began to penetrate, tearing through Lorissa, withdrawing then penetrating again. Lorissa's cunt lips were spreading, parting and slowly accepting the big black cock. She gasped, holding her breath as the brown dick inched into her. Already a patch of juice had leaked from her body and had soaked his cock.

'Fuck yeah' he grinned in triumph.

'That dick feel good inside you Lorissa?' Tom grinned. 'It feel good right up between your fucking legs. You know I bet that big black dick is sitting right in your womb'. Lori blinked and squeezed the mans arms. He was rocking against her, pushing her thighs apart while holding her useless legs in the air either side of his waist. On each thrust he worked deeper, a steady whimper from Lorissa as she was fucked for the very first time. On each stroke her breasts rolled in the leotard while in the sweat of the room the mob watched and jerked off.

'How dat' white virgin pussy feel man?' Jim asked.

'Good man ... good' his friend responded. With her arms clinging to Alabama's neck his heavy black balls began to slap noisily on her smooth body. Robbing her virginity.

On the opposite bed Danielle had take a similar position and was began fucked on her back by Tyrone.

'Fuck me you stud' Tom's wife cackled. You could indeed see the difference in the tightness of their pussies. Still I reasoned that Lori's pussy wouldn't be tight for all that long. Not now she was black owned.

'That feel good?' Tom was saying trying to get words from Lorissa's mouth. 'You like that?'.

'Yes I do ... yes I do... ' she managed to stifle as the black males ass bounced between her legs, his balls meeting her with rhythmic regularity.

'You know he'll fuck you harder if you ask him'.

'Ohh ... fuck me ... fuck me' Lorissa mouthed the words that trailed high then low as she lost control. His cock driving gasps of air from her lips as it pumped into her hole.

'Again honey'.

'Oh fuck me'.

She came again, jerking beneath Alabama while her cunny squeezed and milked the big black invader. The speed with which his fat black balls banged and slapped between her legs couldn't go on.

'Shit yeah ... ah'm gonna cum' he gasped the steady rocking of his body growing more potent. I could see the look on the girls face. Eyes staring up, wondering thinking about all that had happened to her. Tom was demanding.

'Shoot that Nigger seed right into her cunt ... put it in there!' he gasped deliriously as the black on white streamlined, greasy penetration gathered pace on his video screen.

'Fuck ... oh FUCK ... yeah'. Alabama's sack tightened and he blew his load deep drawing back then coming again and again. Then as Lorissa's eyes widened and I realised immediately she had felt him shoot.

'You feel him come Hon?' I asked, surprised by how dry my voice sounded. Alabama had finished gasping and drew himself slowly out. Lorissa nodded.

'You telling me she felt that guy dumping his come right into her tight cunt?' Tom grinned.

'I seeded her good' came the reply, wiping the sweat from his forehead. 'One good lil' white fuckhole'. We all watched the 'fuckholes' cunt close behind his black dick.

The bed rocked and Lorissa wailed feverishly as the second man laid into her. Perhaps she knew now that all the guys were going to take a turn. She held him under the arms groaning and croaking helplessly as his hips rotated and rolled. The mess between her legs on the sheet was there for all to see. He had quickly added his come to that of his friends. As I stood there, hard and enjoying this brutal induction Danielle brushed past me. She helped Lori sit up and turn onto her knees across the bed. The crotch of the leotard was once again positioned wide while she held the girls hands. Billy took the chance and seeing Lorissa's ass high in the air stood on the other side of the bed, took her shapely hips and slid himself in. He had a big cock for an aged guy but his grin was ear to ear as he took hold and began fucking. Danielle knelt and held Lori's hands tight as she bounced off his cock, her tits jerking mightily and her eyes closed.

'That feels good huh' she said.

'Oh yes ... oh yes ... fuck me ... fuck me... '.

'Her pussy feels damn fine too' Billy laughed as his balls swung and met the girl soundly. 'Call me Daddy bitch. Say "Harder Daddy".

'Harder Daddy!' wailed Lorissa.

All the others stood around watching and grinning. Billy sure did know a thing or two and she dropped to her elbows as he started laying in hard with one foot up on the bed.

'Take it! ... yeah take my dick' he gasped enjoying himself. Her father would have been turning in his grave if he could see this. Especially the lovely view of Billy's big balls slap slapping against his only daughters tight, unprotected cunt. Billy pulled his cock out, his dark meat soaking wet, twitching as he turned Lorissa onto her back and pinned her legs apart. With a free hand he expertly guided it home, sliding home and forcing a grimace as the last inch ground in. 'Yeah ... damn that feels good' he grunted. Everyone watched, two of the men kneeing by the bed, fondling her breasts and kissing her cheek as the old man vigorously fucked the young slut. I couldn't believe he had so much energy. Gasping deliriously Lorissa's mouth fell and she came again.

'Oh ... oh yes ... yes', helpless as Billy worked her cunt, mouthing words at the face of the much older man. Gasping in satisfaction he finally blew his load, cursing, pressing his cock balls deep between Lorissa's open legs and making sure his creamy sperm belched violently into her pretty little womb. I can imagine she felt her belly turn warm inside in the moments before he slipped his cock from her.

Nevertheless, before Billy had climbed off the bed and winked at me Jim was there. His dark brown dick pressed easily through her lips and filled her chute with ease. Vigorously he began to hammer her, each stroke rooting 9" of black meat into the young sluts hole.

'You like that don't cha' he gasped, the bed bouncing along obligingly. Now with Billy, Alabama and the others seed inside her it was no surprise that it began to gather and run from the well of her fucked pussy and feed the sheet between her legs. Danielle knelt on the floor, her knees apart as three of the men stood around. Each was hard as a rock and as I watched the leather outfit was tugged impatiently aside, exposing her tits. The woman's mouth began to work its magic taking each dick surprisingly deep, causing her mascara to run as the tears welled up. Whoops and grunts of satisfaction echoed around the small room. The excitement mirrored on Tom's face as his wife was thrown abruptly over the bed and the crack of her outfit pulled mercilessly aside. Months of black cock had stretched her well. Grasping the bed she groaned as the stony faced, determined black man thrust his cock in and out of her pussy from behind. Taking the brunt she grasped the bed sheet, mouth open in a permanent grimace as he laid in. The rough groans of the two girls, squeaking of old beds and not to mention steady wet slap of cock on pussy filled the hot air. Billy stood with an accomplice enjoying a beer, his aged dick hanging limp but satisfied. Soaking with teenage love juice and the welling of come around the head.

Hoarse for breaths 'fuck me ... fuck me' came from Lorissa's whimpering lips. Alabama was already on his knee by the bedside and with a quite remark took the leotard and pulled. I heard and saw it rip, the material coming apart as he dragged it neatly to the sides of Lorissa's fabulous cleavage. The black hands reached into kop a feel and Tyrone had his lip over her nipple, sucking in no time. So small and hard they looked perfect but thankless as Jim surprised his friends by slapping his cock between them. Lori looked down as Jim gathered her breasts and fucked dripping cock into her soft channel. His aggression was the to be seen then with a grunt he lifted Lori's head and pushed his pole keenly into her mouth. She sucked dutifully and when her master took his cock and stuffed it once more deep into her pussy.

We were all shocked by Jim's shaking as he shot his load and gasped. Moreso so by the mass of spunk that welled between the girls thighs seconds after his withdrawal.

'Yeah Lorissa' Tom sighed, working his way around the bed with camera in hand. 'Your enjoying yourself now huh. You still liking those big nasty black dicks?'. Fresh from her mouth one of the men had squirted violently into the air but, splattering the pillow but spreading across her cheek into her hair. She looked absolutely worn out but I knew just then that Lori didn't just like those cocks, she loved them.

'You feel that hot, sticky seed inside you Lorissa?' Tom grunted to the jerking girl. 'You gonna make a little black Nigger baby with that?' encouraging her to nod into the camera. As soon as he had done Tyrone turned Lori onto her front, drew up her knees and slid himself in from behind. He reached beneath her chest and held her breasts as he fucked drawing whimpers from the sluts mouth.

'Fuck that whi' cunt' Jim gasped wiping his brow.

On the adjacent bed Danielle and Alabama where fucking to a slow but urgent beat. Her legs were drawn up neatly around his waist, the smooth tanned look of her thighs holding him in while her arms clung needily around his neck. Tom took a knee, the camera at his eye to capture her slow, pleasurable moans as the black cock slid in and out of her body. I folded my arms and wiped my brow. The sights and sounds of this was getting to me. Tyrone came next groaning in relief as he climbed off Lorissa and made way for the next who mounted her and took his turn. The ones not fucking stood by the bedsides, jerking off and waiting. I caught a glimpse of the teenagers startled face. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. At one point she looked across at Danielle and the older woman winked back. Both were giving up their pussies to black today.

Squeezing her pillow Lori was taking a fucking from behind, pained and stretched as the thick dark coal shade of his cock thrust in. Grunting, he turned her over, pounding her pussy like a train and making those lovely legs shudder under each stroke. Then as she moaned and groaned he pulled out slapped his cock into his hand and blew his seed into her face. Lori reeled, the hot white streaks of semen strung across her lips and nose in ribbons. It was a total mess. Gasping she stared up at the ceiling as Tom moved in to capture the scene. The girl's pussy gushed a sudden flood of combined sperm out onto the bedsheet. It sat there in a little pool, congealing between her legs. With thick white come slowly beginning to roll over her creamy skin Lorissa finally seemed utterly defeated.

'Open up bitch' came old Billy's impatient gasp, jacking his cock and spraying flecks of spunk into her mouth.

With no effort Tyrone pulled her by the hips to the edge of the bed and with her legs hanging either side squeezed his cock in. Lori turned her head to one side, eyes closed under the quick paced strokes. Her tits bounced quickly as the bull mated her confidently in font of us all. Danielle watched the final fuck of the day from the bed, her own legs apart and showing the well of cum gathered in her snatch. Lori's younger cunt was leaking spunk far more liberally and indeed the smears could be seen on Tyrone's cock in the brief periods he drew back. With a smile on his face me withdrew and placing a knee on the bed, let his meat hang, arching over the girl's chest. She blinked, looking at it in a dazed sort of way.

'See this?' he said to grunts and cheers of reaction. 'Dis' ma' big black baby-maker honey'.

'Uh-huh' Lori nodded silently eyes on the cock which twitched impatiently above her.

'She gonna make a great mom' Billy laughed. Tyrone's cock parted her pussy lips and sank all the way. Within ten seconds he had come.

When it was over Danielle walked around and helped her young friend. The girl stood weakly, doubling over momentarily and groaning as she got to her feet.

'They fuck you good honey?' Tom laughed. The hung black snakes had done their work on her and lay flaccid but still imposing. Lorissa straightened her back and limped with Tom's wife into the bathroom to get cleaned up. She returned fifteen minutes later by which time only Billy remained in the motel room. We exchanged a smile then tiredly I took her arm and we went outside to my waiting transport. Unbelievably, as I drove us back to my farm the girl laughed and giggled. She'd enjoyed her big day. Even if she now had tissues lining her panties to soak the steady flow of Negro seed from her white teenage pussy. I couldn't wait to see the album or indeed the video of this event. It would make an excellent present for Catherine.

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