Chapter 3

Jessica looked around nervously. Her mother had left with Tyrone Jones, the president of E&I modeling to settle some differences and Jess was waiting to know if she had been fired. Carla had left the room to get more bottles of water. Modeling under the hot lamps dehydrated you quickly.

Latrell was sitting in his chair with an angry frown on his face, everything was ready, many rolls of film were already used and the photo shoot was already half done. He didn't look very happy, maybe all his work had been for nothing. The photographer ended up leaving the room to get some coffee. Mark was talking to Ann Dutton, the model already clad in her new bathing suit, a daring white two piece that was nearly see-through, the top was tied at her back and neck, covering very little of her ample bosom, and the bottom was tied at the sides, looking like an invitation for any man to pull the knot. Two quick tugs and the former teen beauty queen would be buck naked.

Jessica sat in a chair, resting uneasily, squirming a little since a strange horniness had taken hold of her body. She looked at Ann and Mark, only to see Ann brushing her big tits against his muscular arms, she was laughing at some joke and Jess noticed Ann glancing at her before whispering something in Mark's ear. The black male model smiled and sat in the last chair. Mark's dick was still half hard and Jessica wasn't able to take her eyes from the bulge in his crotch. It looked so big and stiff, her pussy was constantly twitching, begging for attention.

Ann walked behind him and started rubbing his shoulders while pressing her body against his back. Ann Dutton was not only flirting with the handsome male model, she was clearly offering herself to him! Jessica Deveroux was shocked at her lewd conduct, such a pretty white girl nearly begging to be fucked by that big negro, wanting to be penetrated by such a huge black cock! Jess couldn't realize how jealous she was.

"Come on Mark, be a gentleman, I'm sooo tired... and there's nowhere to sit." Ann was leaning down to him, Jess could see her body sideways and noticed her massive orbs were nearly bursting the tiny bikini top, specially since Ann was pressing the sides of her breasts with her arm, making the already big mounds swell to huge proportions. The deep cleavage was only a foot from Mark's head and he was smiling broadly.

"What do you mean with 'nowhere to sit'?" he laughed and grabbed her waist. "You can always sit on my lap!" his powerful hands pulled her around and guided her to his lap, making sure her nice ass cheeks spread beautifully on his half erect penis.

"Hum! Thanks big boy." Ann Looked at Jess with a superior look on her face and completed. "REAL big boy!"

Jessica was furious, she sent an angry stare at the slutty model. How dare she do such a thing with that big black boy, to sit on his big dick, spread her white pussy on his lap, feeling his enormous hard on pressing against her nearly nude pussy! Jess was breathing hard, excitment hit her as she watched the disgusting scene, she was already picturing herself on that manly lap, wiggling her big bubble butt on Mark's rock hard cock. Why was this bitch having all the fun? Didn't she knew that white girls do not do such things with blak guys?

Carla opened the door and entered with several bottles of water in her hands, she handed one to each person in the room, the last to get hers was Jess, and the cute hispanic stood by her back while she bitterly drank her water, looking with envy to Ann Dutton...

"Ann knows how to have fun, doesn't she?" Carla whispered in her ear, her tanned hands starting to massage Jess' shoulders. "Gosh, are you nervous or what?" The studio girl started to massage her back, relaxing the tense teen. "Good isn't it?"

"Yes, I think I'm sorely in need of a massage." Jess saw Mark's hand resting at Ann's legs, moving on her soft skin. A shiver ran through her spine.

"You know what is your problem?"

"Tension. All this stress is eating me." Mark's hands were already kneading the other model's inner tights, so near her crotch. Jessica was nervoulsy moving her hips, her twat twingling with lust, she wasn't able to take her eyes from the scene, and she was barely controlling herself, she felt the need to do the same things that Ann was doing!

"No, I think you have not been fucked in a long time, isn't it true?"

"W-well, yes, but..." Carla's language was vulgar, but Ann had to agree that what she said was true.

"You see, that's it. All you need to calm down is a nice, big black cock in your pussy."

"CARLA! I-I could never had sex with..." Jess was nearly embarassed to confess it "... with a black man."

"No kiding! No wonder you're so tense! Look at Ann..." Jess turned her eyes to the couple in front of her, afraid of what she would see. Ann was passionatly french kissing Mark, one of his strong hands were kneading her large, firm breasts, while the other was caressing her spread pussy, only barelly covered by the too small bikini. "... when she first came to New York she had never had sex with a true man, a black man... the poor girl was never happy, never satisfied, she disliked to even work with black models." Jess was looking intently at the big boobed Idaho girl, Mark's thumb was clearly rubbing her clit through the bikini. "Then she came to work for E&I and found out that what sex was really like. Now that she tasted black cock she cannot control herself." Carla's hands were making bigger movements, massaging her from the shoulders to the tops of her breasts, the hispanic girl's fingers were making her hotter by the minute. "Haven't you felt Mark's cock against your body? Isn't he hot?"

"Y-yeah, I mean... he has the biggest penis I ever, well, felt..." Jess was unconfortable with the subject and her pussy was aching with horniness.

"White boys have penises Jess, black men have cocks, big cocks." Jessica felt Carla's hands going lower on her chest, kneading and cupping her big tits. The girl leaned down to whisper in her ear. "And Mark isn't the biggest around! I think Latrell is the best."

"Latrell! he's... bigger than Mark?" Jess was surprised, her breath was hard and deep, Carla's fingers were pinching her fully erect nipples and it felt too good to resist.

"Yes, he is the best, when he fucks me I cum so bad I always end up passing out from too many orgasms." The pretty brunette was extracting moans from Jess as she kneaded her tits and whispered in her ear, the X-cite in the water and Carla's efforts had the blonde model in an even more extreme aroused state, her bikini bottom was soaked with her juices, becoming alarmingly transparent, and the nipples were so hard they hurt. But Carla was not finished yet. "I'll tell you what, what you need is to be fucked hard by Latrell's big dick, feel his black meat in your tight white pussy, isn't that what you want?"

Jessica Deveroux was ready to say 'yes', but the door opened and Latrell entered the set. The blonde teen couldn't help but look at him with new eyes, she was aroused by his presence, her eyes were looking at his crotch, trying to make out the big prick at rest there. She was daydreaming about his manhood when she finally noticed he was speaking. "... so I think we'd better continue the scene. At least we'll have it in case they don't, err... conclude Jess' contract." Latrell turned to the models and started to direct them. "Ok, Jess and Ann will stand in front of Mark." They all took their positions. "You both look over your shoulders and see the guy you want behind you." They did as asked and he took several photos of them from some angles, specially from Mark's view, which showed their beautiful butts. "Lean a little you two, you want to show him how nice your asses are."

Jess saw Ann bending to a obscene position, the other girl's hand on her own buttcheecks, spreading them slutishly. Not wanting to be out done she did the same, but the backside of her swinsuit was no more than a line and she realized her asshole was showing as the pics were taken. Red with embarassment she heard the new orders. "Ok, Mark stand between them and hold their waists." Jess was relieved not to be in the bent position, but she looked briefly to the black model's crotch and saw his cock painfully hard, nearly escaping the too small garment. "Mark, I can not go on like that." Latrell said after taking several pics. "you are sporting a hard on, how can I photograph you with your dick showing! Wait a sec... I have an idea. Jess he will hug you and you'll raise your leg until the knee covers his cock, unless you don't agree with this pose, then Ann will do the scene."

"No! It's ok with me."

"Mark, grab her leg."

Jess felt his strong hands on her creamy legs, pressing her snow white flesh against his huge member, as Latrell directed them the young white girl brushed her big hooters on his body and felt him rubbing his erection on her legs. She felt his hands on her body. Latrell had her standing with her back to him while he embraced her from behind, the black cock almost bursting the shorts as it was rubbed against her back. Latrell had him lay on the sand while she was directed to rub oil on him, Ann was jealously watching the whole scene and Jess felt both avenged and extremelly excited to be the one to run her hands on his strong body. She kneeled between his open legs, oil on her hands and stared at his cock pushing up the shorts. She began massaging his thighs, her hands so near his cock she thought she could feel heat radiating out from it. She was moving her hands up when Latrell's cell phone rang.

It was Tyrone calling and Latrell told everyone to take a break while he spoke with the boss. When Jess looked back down at Mark, he was slowly pulling his shorts down. "It's getting unconfortable here," Mark said smiling. With a swift movement he set free the biggest cock Jess had ever seen or imagined could be, and Latrell was bigger?

She looked around nervously but Ann was walking with Latrell and Carla was no where to be seen. "Come on Jess... don't you want to touch it?" Mark asked still smiling.

All her bigoted education told her to yell 'NO!', but the sight of the monumental dick was too much for the already very excited teen, and she just nodded weakly. Her trembling hands grabbed the rigid pole and the teen felt like a jolt of eletricity passed through her body. It felt so good to give in to her desire, to touch it, to stroke it... it felt right and natural. Jess kneaded and massaged the big cock, her oil covered hands sliding along the black snake.

Mark slowly stood up, Jessica's fingers never leaving his prick, his back to rest of the crew, covering their view of what was happening. Jessica was still on her knees, looking at the rigid pole only inches away, now masturbating him with both hands. "Come with me," Mark spoke, suddenly dragging her by the hair, the proud blonde crawling after him. He sat on one of the chairs with Jess kneeling before him, between his legs, her hands again taking hold of his enormous cock and jerking it off. The stuck up model was in awe for the black manhood, the masculine smell filling her nostrils, she was ready to do anything for this superior male. She felt the black model taking hold of her head and forcing it closer to his prick. "Kiss it you white bitch. Come on... give the cockhead a big kiss."

She was completely confused. Nobody ever spoke to her like that! And still she wanted, no... she needed to kiss his cock!

"Go on girl, you'll love it!" Carla's voice woke Jess from her daydreams, the cute hisspanic girl was standing at their side, her short skirt raised and her hand playing with her own pantyless and shaved wet pussy. "Go on Jessica, kiss this big black cock!"

The blonde model couldn't believe what she was doing. Taking a deep breath she parted her lips and gave the massive member a big smack, proceding to slide her lips on the long pole, tasting his pre cum with delight. She never had touched a dick with her mouth but it was so nasty! She felt sexy and naughty, what would her mom say if she saw her child there, her lips glued on a black cock!

"That's what you need little girl, a big black dick to fuck you silly." Carla was speaking with glee, still masturbating, her pussy completely damp with her juices. "Have you ever tasted a black man's cum?"

Jess opened her mouth to say 'no', and felt Mark's manhood forced against her mouth, nearly entering her lips. She wasn't sure if she wanted to go so far! She shook her head to answer Carla, still trying to resist Mark's atempts to push his dick inside her mouth. His grip on her head was too strong and, in fact she was enjoying the taste of pre cum 'painted' against her lips, only her clenched teeth prevented him from getting the blowjob he seemed so intent on getting.

"What's the problem girl? Don't you like his taste? Isn't he yummy?" Carla's speach was getting Jess hornier and more vulnerable, she was alredy wishing to open her mouth! "Open wide and feel this big fat cock inside your mouth, feel what is it like to be a woman, not a girl! Take his black meat on your mouth, come on, open yor lips..." Jessica was blushing deeply, she was more embarassed than she'd ever been in her life. She was almost sucking a cock, a black cock! And with an audience! "Oh, I see! Mommy's little girl can't suck a boy's pee pee!" Carla was mocking her cruelly. "Miss goody goody is too young for this... you are too young for this! Giving head is for big girls, not little ladies!" She said giggling.