Chapter 3: Friendly Persuasion

"I'll tell you what it is with me," said Sharon Pettibone.

"O.k., Sharon," said Angela, "you tell me all about it."

"Don't be so sarcastic," said Sharon. "It's not nice. I have something sexy to tell you. You listen and you just might learn something."

"That ought to be good," said Angela. "Me, a black girl, learning something from you, a white bitch. I mean really. And about sex, to boot. Really, Sharon. You Pettibones are just too fucking much."

The black girl rolled up her sleeves and gave Sharon a wink. It was all in jest of course. The two girls had come together because whenever one or the other of them discovered something new in the way of sexy behavior that could help make one or the other of them physically satisfied, they shared the new find. They were life long friends. Like Sharon, Angela had a pretty body. She was black like an islander more than like a charcoal black woman, She was more brown than black. She had pretty and large eyes. Her breasts were full, and the nipples were always tender. Her slit was as juicy as they come, and her smooth comely legs were as supple as baby flesh. Angela was one of the prettiest women that Sharon knew, and the fact that both girls were only fifteen made their conversations all that much more interesting.

"Anyhow," continued Sharon, "I found out something from my sister, from Debby. Look at this." She pulled a big plastic cock machine out of her purse. "You like the looks of that?"

"What is, it?" asked Angela. "Some sort of egg-beater?"

"Just about," said Sharon. "You try beating your clit with it and you'll find out."

"That's a dildo," said Angela. "Well I'll be fucking damned. I sure am glad to see that you are learning a thing or two, Sharon Pettibone. I was beginning to wonder about you."

"What do you mean, Angela? You knew all along about this thing and you never told me about it?"

"Not exactly, but more or less." Angela blushed. "I was just a little afraid to tell you about it."

"Well, well, well," said Sharon, "and we been friends like this for so long, eh? For that, Angela you get to work it out on me. How's that? Since you knew about it and you didn't tell me about it you can use it on my pussy. That sound fair?"

"I guess so," said Sharon's black friend Angela. "I guess so." She took the tool from Sharon. "Where you want it, white girl?"

"In my cunt, nigger. Where you think?" Sharon smiled as she undressed. She slipped out of her skirt first, then her panties, finally her bra and blouse. She had on all of the paraphernalia that the school required her to wear, and that was why it took her so long to undress. But once she was nude, once her big fresh titties started hanging out in the open, and once her cunt began to breathe again, she immediately got hot. "Mmm," she hummed as she spread out on Angela's bed, "this is going to be nice, eh?" She smoothed her thighs open with two palms. Her sap producing twat hole opened wide enough to accommodate an elephant hog. She reached down with two fingers and plied apart her cunt lips. "Get that thing all the way in there, eh?"

Angela smiled cool white teeth between her dark black lips, "I'm going to give you something to think about, white bitch," said Angela. "You just lay back and enjoy." Angela switched the machine to full blast. She applied it first to shaking up Sharon's smooth thighs. She rolled the machine across the tops of Sharon's legs.

Instantly, Sharon felt her body begin to quiver. She pretended that the dildo was a big hot live cock muscle attached to a big hot live man who was going rubbing up and down her smooth skin. She liked the feel of his big muscle and his strong body close to her. Of course, it was all fantasy, but at least with someone else working the machine she could easily pretend that the muscle was real. She closed her eyes tight and pretended in her mind that a big man was rubbing his penis across her leg, approaching her twat. She spread her loins and reached down and opened her pussy. "Go on," she moaned, "ain't you gonna fuck me? Ain't you gonna shove it all in there and make me cum?"

"Sure, baby," said a masculine voice, "you just relax." She thought she saw a friend of hers from high school, a boy who she'd never imagined fucking. But here he was leaning down between her legs, his big muscle large and stiff, his mushroom head inches only from penetrating her vagina. She rolled her hips up and back so that her slot opened up for him. She showed off her labia and her furry bush. She showed him her wares, her clit and her lips and her juicing interior. She used her fingers to make sure that her highly stable pussy hole was wide open and ready to accommodate just about anything at all that he might want to go stuffing in her body. She rolled over onto her belly atone point, just to be sure that perhaps he might enjoy that side of her body before the other. She was young and anxious to please him in every way imaginable. "Do you want my asshole or my vagina?" she asked him plainly.

"I want your vagina first," he said back just as clear. "I want to stuff my cock muscle in your cunt tube first, and then I will go for a little sail in your rear canal. But first the pussy, if you don't mind." He reached down and pulled her hips toward him. She flipped over onto her back and showed him again her pretty wet beaver. It was hairy and open, hot and ready. She told him to come ahead.

It was Angela who brought Sharon momentarily back to reality: "You tell me, white girl, if you want all this machine stuffed up your cunt or just a part of it."

"Don't worry. Work it in my hole. If it hurts, if it's no good, I'll let you know." She spread her smooth tender loins for Angela who speared the dildo into her body. "Jesus, fucking, Christ," she moaned, and she was off on a fantasy spree. The jerking, twisting, sliding machine was taking care of her twat, working her up and down and making her hotter and juicier while her mind was making her heart start to beat so fast that she didn't know what hit her.

Sharon was thinking about the man who was fucking her earlier. The man had her turned on her back again and he was starting to enter her body. His meaty prick head was just beginning to spear her twat lips. "Don't you want me to suck you off first?" she asked. "Wouldn't a little header help you to get hotter and feel better when you finally do it?"

"Yeah," said the man, "good thinking Sharon. You get to give me a little header because you think like that." He showed her his meat and she went to work on it, having to sit up to do so, but not minding at all once she saw what a handsome thick meat she would get to lick for her efforts. She put out her tongue and showed the young man what kind of a muscle was going to be rubbing up and down the sides of his joint. "That will do just fine," he said, and he took her by the sides of the head and face. He pulled her down alongside his pecker and rubbed her mouth along his joint as if his pecker were a track for her trolley car oral canyon. He gave her plenty of meat to do up right.

She licked and sucked and slopped on his phallic hog like there was no tomorrow. She went rolling her tongue up and down on his joint. She coated the head of his meat with her tongue. She rubbed at the base and she sucked on the bony underside, It didn't take her long to start kissing off his balls. She used her hands to hold onto his hairy buns. She rubbed her face into his groin and licked whatever was easy for her mouth muscle to reach. Then she had him turn around.

"You want a little ass kissing?" she asked him.

"You want to ream me?" he countered.

"I wouldn't mind," she said. "I kind of like a man with hairy buns and a nice little anus that I can lick out. It makes me hot, too, when the man does that to me, you know."

"Sure, baby, but me first." He leaned over on his hands and knees and showed her his asshole. "You go in there with your tongue and that will make me feel awfully nice, I'm sure." He reached back and spread his buttocks for Sharon so that she could get her tongue down into his asshole.

Sharon took a good look at the morsel offered. She poked her tongue forward and kissed the man's buns first. Then she went sliding and slopping up and down between his buttocks. She licked out his ass hole last. "There you are," she said when she was finished, "did you like that?"

"You know I did," said the man. "Now you." He had her turn around. When he had a nice view of her pink ass flesh he dove into the cave. He filled her sloppy little bunghole with his big long mouth muscle. He drilled for oil and came up with bowels. She was as clean as could be so it was no special problem for him to enjoy the reaming that he was happy to provide. "Mmmm," he hummed after a moment or two, "you sure do have a nice tasty little ass here, darling. I could eat it all day long. But you know what? If I did that I wouldn't have much of a chance to get to fucking you, now, would I?"

Sharon was quite pleased with the progress of her fantastic imagination. She was also pleased with the way that Angela was sliding that big plastic cock in and out of her spread lips. But she wanted to think about someone different fucking her.

She pictured a man tanned to a mellow brown. She saw his big agile hands wrapping around her waist and pulling her groin open and close to his cock muscle. He pulled her from the small of her back and her legs parted naturally. Her smooth thighs spread out and open and her pussy was all juice and ready.

"Fuck me, Jack," she told him. "Come into me and fuck me hard."

He smiled at her and said: "I have a nice big boner made especially for you, Sharon. Are you ready for it?" He looked down between her loins and saw how pretty her pussy pie was looking, how steamy and wet the bushy fur and spread lips were. He smiled at her again. "Are you ready for my big bone-on, darling?"

"Oh, yes," said Sharon. She, too, looked down between their two bodies. There she saw how large an erection Jack bad. He had a big long stiff muscular penis, one that could easily penetrate every fold of her interior flesh, a cock muscle that could surely bring her all kinds of sensual ecstasy. "Go on," she said. "Go on and fuck me hard with that big tool of yours, Jack. I need it. I want it. Really stuff it into me and make me cum hard. Mmmmm, come on and fuck me!" She rolled her hips in his hands. He kneaded the flesh of her hips and the skin of her ass cheeks. He searched for and found, with one long middle finger, her anus. He filled that tight muscular tube with hot boney digit. He rubbed hard at her anus until she was fully penetrated from the other side in her cunt. His meaty joint was all the way down her twat before he even considered taking his cock out of her vagina. He gave her everything at once and that blasted her into the land of sexual Nirvana.

"Shit!" she hollered. "Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Fuck, shit! Fuck and shit! It's just too fucking much, darling. Jack, darling, look at it."

Because he held her loose in his arms, in his hands, he could indeed look down between their two bodies and see where his thick flesh trunk drilled in and out of her heaving pelvis. He could see how shiny his cock was with her snail-track clit juice, how bony that muscle was from excitement, and how spread out her twat lips were because he was so thick and jumbo sized in the crotch. He gave her all of his boner down the throat of her cunt.

"Mmmm, I love it," she whispered, climbing up the length of his rod. Soon all of it was in her, all of that meaty hog hard-on was buried in her pussy flesh, and there was no escaping him. She was going to be fucked so hard that she would be able to taste it in her throat.

"Kiss me," said the man. "Come close and give me your tongue." She climbed up his torso and gave him her tongue. She gave him all of her tongue, enough that he could get his mouth full of it. He swallowed on it, and she even feared that he would choke her to death, pull her tongue right out of the place where it was attached-that was how hard he ate her mouth muscle. He gave her back some of his own, Frenched her in the face, and he worked with his hands, at the same time, massaging her smooth little ass cheeks, working out with his chest against her voluptuous boobies. Her nipples were sprung like spring cherries, and her titties were mammoth, swollen with desire, ready for eating and licking and slopping. He went sliding down to them-- when he had finished kissing her in the mouth--and he licked off her chest for a while.

All the time that the man worked out in his oral style on her body, Sharon continued to rock her hips back and forth, from side to side, on his massive pecker. It was like a wooden peg in her twat, something for her to work out with, something that would nail her down, tack her to whatever was behind her, make her cum...

She rolled up and down on the thick peg. She worked with it in her vagina and prayed that she would cum... and slowly but surely she realized that she wasn't in the arms of some fantastic lover, that she had no peg like phallus pushing up into her pussy, and that in fact she was enjoying the thrill of an automatic dildo, a twisting, gyrating, screwing egg-beating electric cock, wielded by her black friend Angela, that the dildo was sliding up and down in her pussy.

"Oh, God," she moaned out loud. "Jesus fucking God! I don't know what's happening. Please. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?" She begged Angela to stop fucking her with the dildo.

"Now, now," said Angela, "you just take it easy, little darling. We have to get you good and hot and then you'll be alright. You understand? You just have to get a little hotter and you'll be fine Angela had the sliding eggbeater up against Sharon's hot clitoris. The little muscle was getting quite a slippery work-out, and, in fact, Sharon had probably not been so high in a good long while. She was, in fact, very confused. She couldn't just then tell the difference between her fantasy world and the real world, but she did know one thing for sure: she was getting awfully horny everywhere in her body!