June Bugs 
An E&I Beach Story 
copyright 2002 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009

Note: This story was originally released in four parts.


June 2001

Part 1: Vicki

Fred squirmed uncomfortably beside the big black man. They were
perched high up on a white lifeguard chair scanning the water. It
wasn't that Fred disliked blacks, it was just that the man was so
big he took up most of the chair forcing Fred to sit on his left
ass cheek. Plus, he was jealous.

Booker was huge. Not only was he built like a Mr. Universe
contestant, but he didn't seem to work at keeping his physique.
The man ate greasy burgers, hotdogs, fries or pizza daily for
lunch and Fred had never seen him workout except at the lifeguard
tryouts. Fred jogged, exercised, and ate right to maintain his
nice physique, still the black man dwarfed him. The black
lifeguards were also getting a lot of attention from the ladies
too, each one already fucking several and the season had just
started.

What really sent shivers of jealousy up Fred's spine was that the
black man had a big cock. He glanced down at the black man's
crotch, even now there was this huge, obscene bulge taunting him
with its superiority and Fred had always been proud of his six
inch dick. It had never failed him and was thicker then most men.
It wasn't just Booker either, every single black lifeguard had a
huge dick.

They had appeared out of nowhere during spring training. Nine,
giant muscular black men all over six feet tall. There had never
been a black lifeguard in Stony Harbor and the coach/head
lifeguard didn't seem in a hurry to start hiring them anytime
soon. However, the black men completely humiliated the other
applicants. They out ran, did more sit-ups, and more push-ups
then the others, barely breaking a sweat while Fred was huffing
and puffing. He had no idea how they moved their muscular bulks
so swiftly. The only area the whites held their own was swimming,
but three of the blacks were the top three swimmers. Only one
black failed to get on the force and that was from poor swimming.
That left eight black men, 10 white men, and 2 white women who
became certified lifeguards for the summer of 2001.

Many of the failed applicants were returning veterans from
previous years and friends of Fred's, but he agreed with the
coach, they were in the business of saving lives and if these men
could reach a drowning man quicker, they deserved the jobs, even
if they were arrogant jerks with big penises and took up
three-quarters of the lifeguard chairs.

But really it was the cock thing that bothered him. They were all
hung like horses. Fred had seen them in the showers. The first he
thought might be a freak, a lucky freak, but then the second came
in, big black banana cock hanging between his legs, then Devon
the islander with his horse cock, and then Booker. They picked
out tight red swim trunks which hugged their huge cocks showing
them off to the world. They strutted around the locker room
naked, completely immodest. Worse, their dicks seemed to harden
if the wind changed direction. They were always plump, swinging
like black salamis around equally large coconut balls or they
were half erect sticking straight out like a black foot long
hotdog, and often they were fully erect, none were smaller then
ten inches and the biggest  was well over a foot. It was enough
to make you sick.

*****************

"Will you look the fuck at that?" Booker said, looking behind him
over his shoulder.

"The June bugs are here," said Fred, looking lustily at the
hordes of teens pouring off the boardwalk. Bikini clad bodies
streamed to claim their space on the near empty beach.

"June bugs?"

"Every year during senior week, these teens show up at the beach
in droves, playing their loud music, partying all night, the
locals hate them, but it only lasts around two weeks. Of course,
then the summer tourists start showing up and it gets worse."

"Get any pussy off them?"

"Sure, I nail a few each year. You gotta watch out for the
jailbait though. Some are only seventeen." The male lifeguards
were all womanizers except for a few with steady girlfriends and
even they often wavered. Women threw themselves at the
lifeguards. It was almost too easy. Even now several of the June
bugs were approaching the lifeguard stand.

Booker had never seen so much young, bare, firm, flesh in his
life. He was starting to like this job.

"Excuse me, what's that bird?" called one big breasted teen.

"That's a seagull," said Fred.

"Oh!"

"Is this a shark fin?" asked another girl, holding up a brown
shell.

"I'll take this one," said Booker. "That's a horseshoe crab
shell."

"Get used to it," whispered Fred. "You get these dumb question
all year, not just from the kids.

There were four girls in this particular bunch. One redhead with
a nice body and pretty freckles, a brunette with pale skin, very
attractive, but almost too skinny, a blonde with a large buxom
body clearly destined to be fat, but for now with a firm young
body stretching her bikini almost to the breaking point, and
another brunette. The last girl was the only one not wearing a
bikini, though her body was built for one. She had her hair up in
a pony tail and stayed behind the other girls. She was the shy
one.  While the others sunbathed, Fred chatted up the blonde
though her eyes kept moving from his nice chest to Booker's huge,
ripped, black one.

*******************

"Hi ladies."

The two girls looked up from the bench on the boardwalk where
they were eyeballing boys. "You're the lifeguard, aren't you?"

"Booker."

Two of the girls that had first approached the lifeguard stand
were sitting on the bench around ten that same evening. "I'm
Allison," said the redhead, "that's Vicki." The other girl was
the shy brunette.
"What are you two doing?"

"We're bored," said Allison. "I'm tired of young boys. I wish we
could get into bars."

"I can buy you booze if you want some."

Allison looked up at Booker with wide eyes. Even Vicki, who had
been looking like she wished he'd go away turned her attention on
him.

"Hey, I'm only twenty-one, I remember what it's like to be under
age."

"You'd do that for us?"

"Sure, under several conditions. You give me the money up front
and I'll bring it to your hotel room in case there's any cops
around. If you're caught with it later, you tell the cops you
don't know who bought it for you."

"Sounds great to me," said Allison, reaching for her purse. The
purse strap was around one shoulder and between her breasts,
making her large tits stand out even more.

"Wait one minute,” interrupted Vicki. "Can we have a minute to
talk?"

Booker nodded and backed off. He recognized the look Vicki was
flashing him. It was the look that said, "I don't trust black
men." The redhead would be telling her that the reward of getting
the beer would be worth the risk of loosing twenty bucks.

"I don't have all night ladies," called Booker.

"Sorry, we'll take a case of beer or whatever you can get for
twenty dollars. That should last us a week. We're staying at the
Beachview Inn, room 204," said Allison.

"Give me thirty minutes," said Booker. The stacked redhead was
making his dick grow. She wore a short blue skirt several inches
above her knees and a tight spaghetti strap halter that showed
off her belly button ring. She already had a nice tan going
covering her freckles. He turned and headed several blocks to the
nearest liquor store.

When Booker left carrying a case of cheap beer, he caught Vicki
watching him before she ducked around a corner. "Following me?"

She stepped out knowing she was caught and turned red with
embarrassment. "Just wanted to make sure you weren't ripping us
off." Vicki was wearing a conservative top and shorts that showed
off a pair of well-toned legs.

"Don't trust black guys?"

"No," she lied, "Strangers."

"Invite me in for one of these beers and I wont be a stranger."

"I guess that would be alright."

"Good, now walk in front of me so that it doesn't look like I'm
buying booze for a minor." Booker spent the next several minutes
walking back to the boardwalk staring at Vicki's ass, until he
reached the boardwalk and girls with more skin showing appeared.

When they reached the motel a little party was already in
progress. Allison and the skinny brunette were hunched around a
table playing quarters. Someone had scored some beer and everyone
but Allison seemed drunk already. Some more girls and guys were
standing around the room drinking beer.

They all looked at the door when Vicki and the giant black man
entered, then their eyes fell on the case in Booker's hands and
one said, "Dude, we got more beer." The group whooped when Booker
set the case down. All except for the skinny girl who looked at
the black man with contempt. Vicki seemed to like the attention
as the thirsty teens came up to her for refills.

Booker walked over to the quarter’s game. "Can I get in on this?"
he asked.

The players didn't seem too happy about it, but they weren't
about to say no to the man who had resupplied their beer and a
muscular giant at that. Booker got the impression the guys were
trying to get the girls drunk. Booker sat down and they played a
while making stupid rules until they got too confusing and
someone negated them, then they started all over again. Booker
stared at the skinny brunette, he had learned her name was Mandy.
She was hauntingly beautiful, very pale skin that showed no signs
of sunburn despite her being on the beach all day, red, full
lips, and nice breasts that looked larger on her thin frame. She
seemed to have eyes for a nice looking muscular boy sitting
across from her. "So why do they call you Meat," she asked him.
"By the way, drink." She bounced a quarter into the shot glass.

"Cause I got a big thang," said Meat. "Biggest one in my school."

"Bullshit," said Mandy, "and drink again." She pulled the quarter
out of the glass after sinking it a second time.

"Maybe if you're good, I'll show you my big thang later."

Mandy made the third shot giving her the right to make a rule.
"First, drink," she said pointing at Meat, "and you'll show it
now.  My rule is that Meat has to show us his dick."

The group laughed and then looked over at Meat to see if he'd go
through with it. Meat stood and with a smirk pulled his shorts
down. "Big enough for you?" He did have a nice sized penis, it
was plump now, semi-erect and looked like it would be a little
over seven inches when erect. Allison and Mandy both stared at
Meat's prong with amazement and the guy sitting beside him looked
uncomfortable having Meat's thing so close to him

"Wow," said Allison.

"I'll say," said Mandy.

"What are you talking about, that's not big?" asked Booker.

"I suppose you can beat it?" Meat put his dick away. He clearly
liked impressing people with it.

"Sure, but yours is ok for a white guy," said Booker. Mandy
snorted at that.

"Show me yours, big shot," said Meat.

"I don't think so," said Booker.

"I didn't think so," said Meat, bouncing the quarter and missing.
"You're all talk."

The other guy made it in once and made Allison drink, then he
missed and passed it to Booker. Booker missed on purpose and
turned it over to Allison. The redhead, being more sober having
started late scored three hits making the other guy drink all
three. "My rule is..." she paused and giggled, "Booker has to
show us his prick."

"Yuck, no," said Mandy, giving her friend a little push.

"Stop," said Allison pushing her back. "I'm not finished. The guy
with the smaller dick, has to leave the party. Now lets see if
it's true what they say about black people."

"Or you can just leave now," said Meat.

Booker slowly stood until he towered over them. He felt his cock
extend two inches just at the thought of exposing himself to
these dumb-ass white kids. He unzipped his pants, watching Mandy
crinkle her nose in disgust. She really didn't like black people.
Booker unzipped his shorts and let them fall to the floor. The
group gasped at the size of the bulge confined by his briefs. It
looked like two potatoes and a cucumber were crammed into small
sack. Booker flipped his briefs down and his huge cock sprang out
like a striking cobra.

Booker had a perfect foot long cock. Where his body was light
brown, his shaft was dark black except for the lighter tip which
peeked out from his thick foreskin. The group recoiled from the
monstrosity. Meat looked horrified. Mandy looked disgusted, but
awed by it. The spell was broken when a beer can hit the floor.
Vicki had dropped it and was staring at Booker's cock as were
several other teens standing around the room. "Well I guess this
means you gotta go little guy," said Booker to Meat while
stuffing his cock back into his shorts.

Meat looked pissed, but he stood and headed for the door. "Matt
wait up," cried Mandy standing. She flashed Booker a mean look,
but the black man could see she was still flushed and seemed to
be in shock at what she had seen.

Booker watched them leave then said to Allison, "Now you know
that it's true what they say about black men. See ya." He left
the hotel and bumped into Fred with the stacked blonde hanging on
his arm. "S'up?"

"Hey Booker," said Fred. "You remember Ginger."

"Hey," said Ginger, nodding at him. "What's going on in there? My
roommates having a party?"

"Yeah."

"Crap," she replied. "Can we go to your place?"

"Sure baby." Fred put his arm around her. "See ya tomorrow
Booker."

Booker walked home alone. He needed to get off and considered
calling up some bitches, but decided to wait. It made the game
much more challenging.
********************

Booker spotted the four girls from his chair before noon the next
day. Devon was sitting beside him fighting for room on the small
seat. He was another "enhanced" black man, the black lifeguard's
leader, the one that had trained them to swim, and a native of
the island of Trinibogo in the Caribbean.

Ginger walked up to him as the other three girls tested out the
water. "Hey Booker, where's Fred at?"

"Two stands down," yelled the black man back to her. Fred had
gotten laid last night. He hadn't bragged, but he had come to
work tired with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Thanks," she called back.

Booker and Devon watched her ass shake as she took off jogging
down the beach to find Fred. He could only imagine what her boobs
must look like bouncing in her tight bikini top.

Booker then turned his attention on the other three coming out of
the water. Allison and Mandy nudged Vicki towards the lifeguards
and Booker watched with interest as she shyly approached him.

The shy girl in the one-piece looked uncomfortable as she walked
up to the stand and looked at the enormous black men above her
like kings sitting on elevated thrones. "Hi Booker," she said.

"S'up Vic. This is Devon." Vicki smiled at the other black man.
"What can I do for you?"

"I need a favor."

"Name it."

"The same favor as last night."

"We should go somewhere to talk about this." Booker jumped down
off the stand. "Cover for me Dev." Then to Vicki, "Follow me."

A beach shack sat on every other block in Stony Harbor. Summer
workers sold beach umbrellas, chairs, rafts, and had a hot dog
steamer with chips and sodas out front. Booker nodded at the
pimply-faced kid running the shack by his stand and walked into
the shack. Confused, Vicki followed him inside.

Booker closed the door, darkening the shack except for light
streaming in from the door. "Now what can I do for you?"

"We want to have another party tonight and we were wondering if
you'd get us some more beer?"

"What's in it for me?"

Vicki stuttered, "Well, I guess we could scrape up some extra
bucks for you."

"Can I join the party?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Will you be my date?"

"What? No, I'm seeing someone back home."

"I thought I sensed a spark between us. I was hoping for a kiss
last night."

"But we just walked to the hotel together. Nothing more." Vicki
hadn't expected getting Booker to buy beer would be so difficult.
She had volunteered to ask him to get them more. She was the
least popular of the group and the attention she had gotten
walking into the party last night with Booker carrying a case had
thrilled her. Bring a teenager booze and they're your new best
friends.

"You’re lying. You wanted to kiss me as much as I wanted to kiss
you. Kiss Jme now and I'll consider it."

"No."

"You want the beer or not? Just one kiss."

"Just a kiss?"

"Yes," he said, taking a step towards her.

Vicki found herself looking into Booker's massive chest, then up
at his handsome face looking down at her. For some reason a
shiver ran down her spine. She felt her nipples pushing out her
swimsuit, embarrassing her. Booker put his hand around her back
and pulled her into his chest. He was so big, he had to hunch
over to kiss her. Her lips parted as his face approached her. The
shiver wouldn't stop when his lips touched hers and her belly
began to feel funny like when she had to speak before a group.

Vicki had been planning on a quick peck, but Booker's hand in her
back kept their mouths and bodies crushed together. Besides, the
desire to make this a quick kiss was rapidly fading and being
replaced with a desire to remain in his arms forever. She gave no
resistance when his tongue pushed into her mouth, her own tongue
pushing back. Nor did she object when his hand moved down her
back and cupped her ass cheek. "Wow!" she said, when he finally
broke the kiss.

"Told you there was a spark between us."

"Wow," she said again. His hands were on her shoulders now and he
was gently pushing down.

"There's something I need you to do for me."
Vicki's knees gave out and she fell to her knees at his feet. She
found herself staring at the outline of his huge cock which had
turned fully erect from kissing her. I did that, she thought, I
made it that big. Booker's cock was so big that the knobby head
stuck out of one leg. "What do you want me to do?"

"I need you to get me off. Make me cum."

"What? I can't, I've never done anything like that before. My
boyfriend..."

"Do this for me and I'll buy all the booze you need for the rest
of the week. You'll be the most popular girl in the motel. It's
easy just take it out and stroke it for me."

Vicki wasn't a virgin, but she'd only had sex with her boyfriend
twice. It would have been more, but he tended to orgasm before he
even got it in her. She found sex to be disappointing to say the
least. She knew about hand jobs, but had never done it. She also
knew that women occasionally used their mouths to get men off.
The other girls had done it, Ginger actually seemed to enjoy
doing it and had sucked off several men even swallowing their
cum, but then she was a bit of a slut. "I'm not a slut," she
whispered.

"Vic, this won't make you a slut. You're doing me a favor.
Besides, after all you made it this big, you should make it go
down."

"You wont tell the others?"

"Of course not." Dumb bitch didn't want the others to know she
had touched a black man's cock.

Vicki decided right then to go for it. She reached out and pulled
on the waistband of Booker's red swimming trunks. She stretched
it out and yanked it down freeing the black monster cock which
flew up toward the ceiling.

There it was again in all its glory. Seeing it last night at the
party had been shocking enough, but that had been nothing
compared to having it pointed just inches from her face. Last
night she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw it and thought
her memory must of exaggerated it, but here before her eyes it
looked even bigger.

Vicki gulped and tentatively reached one hand up to touch it. Her
hand wrapped around a shaft so thick, her fingers didn't touch.
It was hot to the touch and so covered with puffy blue-black
veins, she could feel it pulsing in her hands.

Vicki had never seen an uncircumcised penis before and at first
she thought it was deformed. She pulled back on the shaft gasping
in surprise as his huge cock head emerged from the foreskin.
"What do I do?" she asked.

"Spit in your hand and coat my cock with it."

"Yech! No. Can’t I just jerk on it like this?" She stroked it a
couple times, which felt good, but it still needed lubrication.
"Wait, there's a bottle of suntan lotion."

"No, spit in your hand. I don't mind." Booker didn't want the
aroma from the lotion blocking the scent of his pheromones. Plus,
the lotion was there for when he got the urge to fuck some
bitch's ass. "Just get it started, my cock will lubricate
itself."

Vicki was surprised to find that she didn't want to let go of
Booker's penis, but she did and wrinkled her nose as she spit in
her hand. She coated his cock with it, somehow not surprised that
her little bit of spittle wasn't nearly enough. She coated what
she could and began stroking her hands along it.

Vicki was fascinated with the huge black cock in her hands. She
should be disgusted that the man was forcing her to jerk him off
in order to buy her beer. Instead, she was grateful he was
allowing her to do this. It was a privilege to touch his cock.
The more she stroked it while breathing it's aroma through her
nose, the more infatuated she became with the muscular black man.
It was indeed lubricating itself, a viscous substance was pouring
out the head making her hands as sticky as her thighs.

"Like it?"

"Unh-huh," she nodded, using both hands now to jerk it.

"Why don't you lick it?"

"I've never done that before."

"Just try it."    Vicki couldn't think straight. Something that
would have disgusted her fifteen minutes ago suddenly seemed like
a great idea. For some reason she wanted to please Booker more
then she ever had... What was her boyfriend's name?

"Start by licking the head. Pull the foreskin back and lick all
around it. Keep stroking the shaft or we'll be here for hours."

The monster cock head loomed large in her vision as Vicki brought
her face forward, tentatively sticking out her tongue. She
shivered with pleasure as her tongue touched it. Once she had
made contact it was easier and she slid her tongue all around the
head. At first, she tried to avoid the fluid leaking out of his
slit, but the amount was too copious and her tongue continuously
made contact with it. Luckily, it wasn't as nasty as she
expected, her tongue even wiggling into his pee-slit for more.

"That's a good girl, Vicki. Lick that black cock. Do the shaft
now." Vicki licked down the shaft, her tongue running over every
ridge, vein, and bump. "Now take it in your mouth," Booker added.

"I don't know if I can."

"Just try. Suck on what you can and jerk the rest with your
hands."

"It's too big."

"Sucking cock is easy once you get used to it. You've never done
this before?" She shook her head no and he continued, "I bet your
friends do this? I bet Ginger has, I bet she's real popular."
Ginger's body was enough to make her every boy's fantasy. If
Booker was reading her right, Vicki had a strong desire to be
popular. "Become a good cocksucker and you'll be the most popular
girl in school. Consider this training."

Vicki didn't see herself doing this ever again, but she sure had
a strong desire to do it for Booker. She decided to try and
placed her lips on the tip of his cock. She pushed, opening her
mouth, wanting to gag as soon as the head pushed inside her. She
sucked on the tip while slowly stroking his rod. This was sure
taking a long time. Booker didn't cum quickly like her boyfriend.

"It's ok, I don't expect much from you."

Vicki felt both relieved and infuriated. She could do better. She
began bobbing her head rapidly of the tip while stroking his
shaft with every ounce of strength she had. She experimented
taking more of his cock in her mouth with each bob. It was easier
to suppress her gag reflex as the head wasn't deep in her mouth
for long before it was gone again.

"That's a good girl. Keep doing me like that. It's so hot seeing
my big black cock sticking out of your pretty face. I'm gonna
cum. Oh yeah, baby. Arghh."

Booker's grunt startled Vicki from the elation she was feeling
when he called her pretty. She was so happy she hadn't even paid
attention to the fact that his cock had swollen and he was about
to cum in her mouth. He thrust his hips as he grunted pushing the
cock head into her throat just as he came. An unbelievable amount
of cum shot down her throat and she jerked her head back in
disgust. This was a big mistake as his huge balls weren't
anywhere near emptying their load. Her mouth filled with cum so
swiftly, she feared she'd choke on it. Her first reflex was to
swallow, but she wasn't fast enough and sperm dribbled down her
lips. He continued cumming to the point where she had to pull it
out of her mouth, only to get a face full of his hot seed as she
did so.

"That was great Vicki. Sorry I came so quickly, you're just such
a beautiful woman, I couldn't hold back. I'll be right back."
Booker opened the shed door and disappeared.

Several thoughts were bouncing around her mind at once: That was
quick? It had to have been thirty minutes. He thinks I'm
beautiful. Sperm actually tastes good.       Booker returned with
some napkins from the hot dog stand, but she was already pushing
the cum on her face into her mouth and licking it off her chin.

******************

Booker left the lifeguard headquarters and got in his jeep. It
was a short drive to King Pharmaceuticals. The factory was the
entire reason for the enhanced takeover of Stony Harbor. The
building produced legitimate medicine, making a nice profit for
King Enterprises as well as secretly producing the Xserum and its
derivative Xcite. He scored some Xcite, the miracle drug that
made women horny and men impotent. The stuff was cheap to
produce, unlike the Xserum which still cost one million a shot.
Booker and all enhanced blacks were obligated to work for E&I
Enterprises until they could pay back the million.

Getting the Xcite was easy once he'd explained what he wanted it
for. The next stop was a liquor store for a keg of beer. It took
some figuring, but Booker managed to mix the Xcite into the keg.
It was enough to make the men impotent for a month while the
women would be climbing the walls with frustration. He was about
to ruin a lot of vacations.

Vicki was waiting for him outside the motel. Booker couldn't help
noticing the growing look of infatuation in her eyes. "The keg
not enough?" she asked, noticing he also carried a six pack.

"That's for me," Booker replied. The xcite wouldn't make him
impotent, but it would make him slightly limp.

"Is it heavy?" Vicki nodded at the keg.

"Yeah." Booker's arms were bulging from carrying the keg, though
his face didn't show the strain even as he carried it up the
steps.

"Beer is here," she yelled, opening the motel room door.

"Alright," yelled someone.

The girls two adjoining rooms were open and there were a few
teens here, more coming later. Ginger was missing, she was out
with Fred again. Booker recalled, Fred was going to get her into
a bar where he knew the bouncer. It didn't take long for the
rooms to fill up and people spilled out onto the deck overlooking
the boardwalk. Kids came and went. Vicki stayed close to Booker
and she was starting to sway as she became drunk as were most of
the kids. A few times some punk kid tried hitting on her, Booker
would show up glaring over her shoulder at the boy. She was
getting horny, touching him a lot. Other girls were touching
their dates too, and more then a few were kissing.

As the night wore on and the crowd dispersed, Booker grabbed
Vicki's hand and hauled her over to a quarter’s game. "Got room
for two more?"

"Well, we were just winding down," said Meat. He didn't look too
happy to see the hung black man. "We've drunk a lot tonight."

"And I'm anxious to get to bed," said Mandy, running her hand
along Meat's arm.

"Lets make it a quick game then, and we'll make it interesting.
How about strip quarters? Instead of a rule, you make someone
take off an article of clothing."

"That sounds interesting," said the guy sitting with Allison.

Fred and Ginger came in at that moment. Ginger was leaning
drunkenly on Fred.

"Hey Fred, why don't you grab a beer and join us?" yelled Booker.

"Whatcha playin?"

"Strip quarters, if the girls are up for it."

"I'm in," said Meat. No guy would pass up a chance to see four
beautiful naked girls. Both Meat and the other guy were glancing
hungrily at Ginger.

"We're in," said Fred, getting two beers from the keg.

"OK, once you're naked you're out and you have to go wait on the
couch naked until the games over." Booker would never have gotten
away with this if the girls hadn't been drunk and horny.

The game started, going around a couple times with just drinks.
Booker, being sober made three in a row and had Vicki remove an
article of clothing. The poor girl flushed red as she pulled her
top off over her head. Four pairs of male eyes zoomed in on her
breasts. Vicki wore a plain white bra, but it contained a pair of
very nice breasts, large, firm, with smooth skin, they almost
rivaled Ginger's for size. This was a girl not used to showing
skin, who didn't wear a bikini on the beach and had never shown
this much flesh to anyone before and it showed in her
nervousness. The men got a view of a gorgeous, flat stomach with
a thin waist before she quickly sat down.

Mandy was the next to score three hits. "Booker," she said,
surprising everyone. Meat smirked at his girlfriend and Booker
realized, she didn't want to see him naked, she wanted him out of
the game.

Booker pulled his shirt off over his head. Four sets of female
eyes staring at his perfectly developed chest. Something about
the higher metabolism burnt off all the fat and kept the muscles
taunt. All the enhanced looked like huge weightlifters. Booker
got her back by getting six in a row. He made Mandy remove two
items. Vicki looked jealous, but relieved he wasn't picking on
her.

Mandy stripped down to a sexy lacy pair of black underwear. She
had dressed sexy for Meat. Her breasts looked huge on her thin
body. Her waist was so thin, Booker could almost have touched
fingers lifting her up by the waist. The black looked fantastic
on her white skin. She looked a little embarrassed, but also like
she knew she looked good.

The game went around for a while, a few more articles of
clothing, mostly shoes disappearing. The guy with Allison pissed
her off by making Ginger remove her top. Then Fred had her take
her shorts off. The buxom blonde was now clad in only a pink pair
of bra and panties. Allison scored three in a row and picked
Booker.

Booker had removed his shoes earlier. He rose and unbuttoned his
shorts. They fell to the floor leaving him clad in only his
overstretched white briefs. Everyone playing stared at the
outline of his cock, both sexes looking uncomfortable. He noticed
Vicki licking her lips. Booker sat back down knowing he was out
as soon as another girl made it, but that was what he wanted.

Soon, Fred was the only one fully clothed. All the other guys had
their shirts off, all girls were in their underwear. Meat scored
next, he looked at Booker as if debating on whether or not to get
the black man away from the table, but lust won out. "Ginger," he
said, pissing Mandy off.

All four men unconsciously leaned forward as Ginger with a
drunken grin unhooked her bra.  God they were perfect. At
eighteen, still full and firm with no sign of sagging. Her areola
were large with hard pointy nipples. Soon, the freshman fifteen
would turn her from voluptuous to chubby, but for now she had a
porn stars body. She giggled and made no attempt to hide them as
she sat down.

Booker," said Mandy, as the quarter rang in the shot glass.
"You're the first loser."

Booker laughed, stood and pulled off his briefs. His huge cock
rolled out of confinement to dangle between his legs. "JESUS!"
cried Ginger, she being the only one who hadn't seen his cock
yesterday. The stacked blonde was gripping the table so hard her
knuckles were white and she appeared to be grinding her pussy
into her chair.

Booker walked over to the losers couch and sat down, legs spread
so that his balls were splayed out on the edge of the couch and
his cock dangled over it swaying like a huge black banana. Like
this, everyone could see his nude body and all four women kept
glancing at him. The game continued.

Booker stared as Allison removed her bra. Her big freckle covered
boobs, capped with the rosy colored nipples of most redheads
along with her pierced belly button really turned him on. "Holy
shit," said one of the girls. He quit daydreaming, and looked at
the group, they were looking at him or his crotch to be specific.
All the nude female Jlesh had turned his cock hard. It had risen
off the couch and extended it's full twelve inches.

Booker looked at the four girls staring in awe at his cock and
decided right there, that all four needed to be hooked on black
cock before they returned home. He didn't have time to fuck and
dump Vicki, then seduce her friends. He'd have to let some other
brothas do the honors. "Sorry," he said, "It's got a mind of it's
own."

Meat was next to go. The girls had developed a strategy of
eliminating the men one at a time to protect their own modesty.
Meat stood and pulled his boxers off, frowning as he saw his
dick. It had shriveled up and crawled up into his scrotum,
looking tiny. Meat quickly sat back down and Booker could see his
hand tugging on it in a futile attempt to make it look bigger.
"You gotta go sit by Booker," said Mandy.

Meat stood back up for the first time in his life holding his
hand across his penis to cover it up and walked over to Booker.
He sat down beside the black man, everyone couldn't help
comparing the foot long black shaft to the formerly vain man's
overcooked noodle. "Meat my ass," whispered Booker to him. "They
should call you worm."

Meat shook with anger, but the black man had a way of
intimidating him into submission. "Matt honey, while you're over
there, would you fill me up some more beer?" said Mandy. Matt
felt it was a dig at him when the girl he was hooking up with
called him by his real name and not his nickname, but he
dutifully stood and walked naked over to the keg.

Ginger went next. Fred hadn't wanted her sitting beside Booker so
he picked Vicki. The poor girl ended up slouching with both arms
covering her breasts. It was Allison's guy who stripped Ginger.

The blonde was perfection. Legs, breasts, stomach, face, ass, all
were perfect. Her extra weight, complimented her body making it
shake excitingly. Her pussy was shaved too which drove the men
crazy. Ginger sat beside Booker, both staring down the other’s
body, their legs brushing erotically. "If you want, sometime I'll
let you touch it," he whispered in her ear.

"How long will it stay like that?"

"It won't go down until it gets off."

The nude Matt was getting more beer for someone, and his body
suddenly blocked the view from the table. Ginger grabbed Booker’s
cock real quick, squeezed it and let go. "I'm sorry, I just had
to touch it."

Booker couldn't respond, because Meat was returning, this time
sitting beside Ginger so that she was in the middle.

The game didn't last much longer, the three remaining girls were
topless and poor Vicki looked like she'd die if she had to take
her panties off. The other guy stripped, his penis even more
pathetic looking then Meat's.

The two girls ganged up on Fred and he stripped to his briefs,
the bulge under them hinting at another limp penis. Vicki seemed
to sense he didn't want to reveal himself, and said, "Listen,
it's late, lets call it a draw." The others agreed.

Vicki scrambled to cover her body back up, then walked over to a
still nude Booker. Everyone said their good nights and four
couples found themselves headed to two rooms with double beds.
"Where you going?" asked Mandy holding her clothes before her
underwear clad body, "and can't you cover up?"

"I'm going to the next room," he said putting his arm around
Vicki, "and no sense covering up, I'll only be uncovering it
again in a few seconds. "You're with him?" Mandy couldn't keep
the surprise out of her voice, nor the look of horror on her
face. Allison looked disgusted too, only Ginger not seeming to
care, though she couldn't stop staring at his cock. She had sat
close enough beside him to get a whiff of pheromones. "Well, Matt
and I are using the room, can't you go back to his house? Can't
you come back later?"

"Look at my cock, Mandy," Booker said. "I'm ready now."

"How about we just turn the lights out," said Fred, and the
crisis was solved.

Booker climbed on top the closest bed and laid on his back on top
of the covers while Meat quickly climbed under his covers. The
girls got ready for bed in the bathroom. When they finished and
turned out the light, the motel room was plunged into darkness.
No one had shut the door to the next room and Booker could
clearly hear whispering and kissing. Vicki slipped into bed
beside him and snuggled into the crook of his arm. Booker
listened to the other couples.

"What's wrong? God I'm horny. How come it's not getting bigger?
Don't you like me? I must have had too much to drink."

"Ow," said Meat, suddenly from the next bed, "Quit pulling on it
so rough."

"Then get hard damn it," said Mandy.

Vicki was running her hand across his chest. Booker grabbed her
head and pushed her down. "Suck on it again," he said loud enough
the others could hear.

Booker felt her hair brush across his chest and then her lips
kissed his stomach. They didn't linger, it was as if she were in
a hurry to take his cock in her mouth again. She was leaning
across him sucking on the tip and Booker leaned over, grabbing
her ankle. He pulled her onto him in the sixty-nine position.
"Your pussy's soaked, you horny little slut," he said, and there
was a feminine gasp in the next bed. Soon the room was filled
with slurping sounds and soft moans from Vicki's throat.

The desire to please Booker was all she could think of as she
tried to take more of his cock down her throat. It was getting
easier as her throat loosened up, but then Booker's tongue ran up
her slit and her world exploded. She reared up crying out with
pleasure, squeezing her lips tight as she realized everyone could
hear her. She had never cum before and it was the most wonderful
feeling in the world. It only renewed her determination to give
Booker the best blow job he'd ever had. It was hard to
concentrate though, as his skillful tongue was already triggering
another orgasm to build up.

Many minutes later, "My pussy can't take any more," whispered
Vicki, then she squealed as Booker moved his tongue up to her
ass. It felt weird, but nice and she wasn't about to tell him
what to do. She would submit to whatever he wanted.

"I'm cumming," groaned Booker.

"Finally." Came Meat's voice in the darkness.

"Its been twenty-eight minutes," whispered Mandy back. "My god,
it sounds like Vicki's drowning. Are those gulping sounds? I
think she's swallowing it!"

In the next room, Allison almost slipped on her way to the
bathroom. She bent down to feel the object. It was an article of
clothing. A strange, intoxicating smell was coming from it and
she sniffed, then took a deeper whiff. It smelled of sex and she
liked it. She carried it into the bathroom with her and turned
the light on. It was the black man's briefs. It didn't matter,
she buried her nose in the fabric and breathed the smell in. It
made her hornier and she didn't think she could be any hornier
then she was now. Allison looked in the mirror at herself holding
the underwear to her nose. She was nude except for her skimpy
panties and she could see a wet spot forming near her crotch. Her
hand found its way under the waistband and a finger brushed along
her slit. God that felt good. The guy she was with was getting
ready to go back to his room embarrassed by his impotence. As
soon as he was gone, she'd play with her pussy for a while. She
left the bathroom, stopping near the door to the next room, the
smell of sex was even stronger coming in from that room. It made
her wish she were in there with Booker instead of Vicki. Once she
thought of herself with the huge black man, the idea wouldn't
leave her mind, though it was something she'd never do.

Meanwhile, Vicki had righted herself and Booker had rolled on top
of her. Her face was buried in his chest, his body and manly
scent enveloping her. He was so big, her legs spread wide around
his waist opening her wide and she could feel the tip of his cock
probing her pussy.

The girl shuddered beneath him as Booker pushed the head of his
cock into a pussy that felt like a vice. Except for those sluts
that had been with an enhanced man for a while, all women were
tight, but Vicki's was the tightest pussy he had ever fucked.
Booker needed to go slow working in an inch with every couple of
thrusts. Beneath him, Vicki writhed in one long continuous
orgasm, her screams muffled by his body. She jumped in pain as he
passed eight inches, and Booker decided she wasn't ready for the
whole thing yet. He started pounding her pussy to the point the
bed was banging against the whole and practically jumping off the
floor. It was too noisy to hear any voices, but he heard the door
slam several times as people left and someone closed the door
connecting the two rooms. Booker hunched his back and whispered
in her ear, "Beg for it. Tell me how much you love my cock."

In the next bed, Mandy had pushed Matt down under the covers and
he was half-heartedly eating her pussy, still he had given her a
small orgasm which only exacerbated her horny pussy, she wanted
more. She wanted a big, hard cock the size of Booker’s forcing
her deep into the mattress. Only she wanted a big white dick
fucking her. She despised blacks, hated them even, but she
couldn't picture a white guy with a foot long cock, only Booker.

Booker had kneeled and was holding Vicki's legs wide as he teased
her with his cock. "I love your cock," said Vicki, not exactly
sure what he wanted to hear and not used to being vocal during
sex. "Fuck me, fuck me with your big cock."

"Does my big black cock stretch you out?" He asked loudly.

"Sssh, they'll hear you," whispered Vicki.

"They left, we're all alone."

"Oh! Then yes, I love being filled with your big black cock. My
pussy loves your black c..."

"Stop it," yelled Mandy, disgusted. "We're still here. I can't
take this any more, come on Matt, we're going to the next room.
She pulled Matt out of bed and walked to the adjoining door to
the next room. Allison was there alone, her friend, plus Fred and
Ginger had left. This room wasn't much better, she could still
hear the bed banging and the interracial lover’s voices, though
it was softer.

"Here it comes baby."

"Cum in my pussy," begged Vicki. A strong jet of cum hosed the
depths of her pussy and Vicki had her biggest orgasm yet. Her
eyes rolled back into her head, her toes curled, and she cried
out in pleasure, not caring who heard her.
"Oh god," I should have made you wear a condom," said Vicki,
after she'd recovered. "There must be a gallon of cum in my
pussy."

"The things don't fit or break over my big cock. I don't even try
any more."

"I'm not using birth control, but I think it's safe."

"Good, cause I wanna fuck you doggy style next. Get on all
fours."

"I'm outta here," said Meat in the next room.

Mandy didn't even reply as he dressed and left for his room. He
had been a great fuck last night, but had let her down tonight
when she really needed it, tomorrow she'd find someone else to
hook up with.

"Oh Ow," cried Vicki. "No, keep it in. It's weird, but it feels
kinda good to have your thumb stuck up there."
Mandy and Allison didn't sleep at all that night as Booker fucked
Vicki all night long. They finally fell asleep around dawn as
Booker snuck out to go to work.

*******************

"Good morning Booker," said Vicki, grinning up at him as he sat
beside Devon in the lifeguard chair.

"S'up Vic," he said, glancing at her then returning to surveying
the waves.
"I was wondering, the girls want to go on a booze cruise tonight
and I was wondering if I should go with them."

"Do whatever you want."

"Would you like to come too?" Vicki's heart was beating nervously
as she wondered why he was being so distant.

"No, I'll probably go clubbing."

Vicki felt sick to her stomach. Had he just used her for sex?
Last night had been the most incredible of her life. She wanted
to see him again, every night before she left if possible. "How
about tomorrow then?"

Vicki gasped as Booker looked down angrily at her. "Be right
back," he said to Devon. Booker jumped down off the stand and
grabbed Vicki by the arm hauling her out of ear shot of Devon.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

"What do you mean? I thought you liked me."

"You’re embarrassing me in front of my bro. I'm ashamed to even
be talking to you."

The damn broke and tears began pouring down Vicki's eyes.
Booker's eyes didn't soften the least when she started crying. "I
t-thought you said I w-was beautiful."

"You are beautiful, that's the problem. No girl with your body
should be wearing this piece of shit," he said, poking at her
swimsuit. "I wanna show off my woman to my buddies. Don't talk to
me again unless you're appropriately attired." She was still
crying as he went back to work.

*******************

"No thanks, I'll wear it out," said Vicki to the sales woman.

"Listen honey," said the girl in the bikini shop. "That thing's
barely legal on you. The material on your panties keeps
disappearing between your ass cheeks and thongs are illegal in
Stony Harbor."

"I'll have to keep pulling it out then. I like this one."

"I think it's perfect," said the black salesman, grinning at her.
He was as big as Booker and wore a shark tooth necklace over a
tight tank top. The way he was leering at her body, cemented her
decision.

Vicki left the store walking down the street the short distance
to the boardwalk. She wore a tiny cheetah print bikini that
exposed more of her breasts then it covered and was so tight you
could see the outlines of her nipples which had remained hard and
sensitive sense being with Booker yesterday. Every male eye that
saw her, stared at her lustfully, approvingly, from old men to
the numerous male teens crowding the boardwalk. Several boys
said, hi to her, she just returned their greeting and kept
walking.

Vicki had a stop to make before going to the beach. In her hotel,
she examined her crotch in the bathroom mirror and then pulled
the bikini bottoms down. The bikini was too small. She grabbed
her razor and began shaving her pussy, way too much hair was
sticking out.

********************

"Holy shit, mon," said Devon, watching Vicki approach the
lifeguard chair. "She did it."

"Pay me the ten bucks later," said Booker, jumping off the chair.
He took Vicki's hand as she walked up. "Devon, this is Vicki.
Isn't she beautiful?"

"She sure is, mon. Gorgeous."

"Keep an eye on things for me." Booker led Vicki back to the
shack and nodded at the pimply faced kid who couldn't take his
eyes off Vicki.

A few minutes later, Vicki had her legs wrapped around Booker's
waist as he lifted her up and down his shaft. Already her pussy
was taking more of his cock then it had last night. She wanted it
all by the time she had to go back home. "I'm glad you like my
new suit," she said, taking her tongue out of his mouth.

"I love it and that smooth pussy too."

"I'll do anything for you, for your cock. Anything."

"Are you prepared to prove it?" Booker whispered his demand in
her ear.

A few minutes later. "Is this going to hurt?" Vicki was standing
in the sand, bent at the waist her stomach resting on a stack of
rubber rafts.

"Yes, but I will go as easy as I can." Booker stuck the nozzle of
the suntan lotion in Vicki's ass hole and squeezed. He had
already coated his cock with lotion and he moved the head up to
her anus. He held his cock by the base to steady it, slowly
pushing forwards.

"Oh god, it hurts." Vicki jerked forwards, but there was no where
to go. "It feels like you're ripping me in two. It doesn't get
any thicker does it?"

"No," lied Booker. He hadn't even pushed the entire head in and
the shaft under the head was quite thick. She jerked again as he
pushed the entire head in.

"I don't know if I can do this. It hurts, it doesn't feel good.
Maybe if it was smaller?"

"If it was smaller, you wouldn't be getting your ass fucked by a
black man in a beach shack."

Vicki didn't say anything as she knew he was right. "You're
right, the pain is starting to fade."

"Good. Then I'm going to start fucking you."

Booker slowly pushed the head in and out. Vicki relaxed a little
and he felt her ass muscles clench his cock a couple times. He
started slipping a little more in with each thrust. He decided to
get the hard part over with and shoved the thickest two inches
in.

"Aaagh," Vicki bucked her ass in pain. Her knuckles were gipping
the rubber raft tightly and she had a grimace on her face as
tears rolled down her eyes. "Take it out. Please."

"Just give it a minute. Then if you want it out, I'll do so."
Booker actually waited several minutes, repressing his urge to
start thrusting his hips. He listened to her softly sob, her
cries abating a little in the end. "Well Vicki, are you going to
obey me or do you want me to pull out?"

"It's not so bad now. I want you to fuck my ass with you big
cock. Shove that black cock wherever you want."

Booker smiled. She learned fast. He fucked her ass for a good
twenty minutes managing to get half his cock in her. He bent one
arm around her waist and played with her clit making sure she
came several times. After cumming, he slowly pulled his cock out
and watched light from the door reflect off the sperm he had
deposited in her ass as it flowed out. He still wasn't used to
the sheer amount of sperm his enhanced balls produced, nor how
quickly they refilled.

"Jesus, you're incredible," moaned Vicki, pushing herself off the
rafts. "I wish I wasn't leaving in three days."

"We will just have to make good use of those three days then."

"You mean it?"

"Yeah, I'll take you out tonight. Let the others go on the booze
cruise. I don't want to be stuck on a boat with a bunch of
teenagers."

"That's fine with me. The others have been kinda bitchy to me
since last night. I think they're jealous." The way Vicki was
smiling gave Booker the impression that she wasn't upset about
being envied. "Apparently, while you were rocking my world, their
guys performances left something to be desired."

"White men often have problems when the see a superior black
cock," said Booker watching her put the tiny bikini back on.
Booker stared at her ass as they left the shack. The little bit
of material that covered her ass and kept disappearing between
her butt cheeks was soaked with semen.

"Are you telling me that all black men have cocks like yours? I
figured you were something special."

"I am baby, but we're all hung. If you don't believe me walk down
the beach and check out the packages on the black lifeguards
versus the white."

They reached the stand and Booker said, "Pick you up at eight."
He was smirking as he climbed up beside Devon. Another young
teenage June bug was standing by Devon. Booker took over while
Devon led her teenager back to the shack.

*******************

"You got white gook all over the back of your leg," said Allison.

"Oops, seagull got me," replied Vicki. She flicked the wad of cum
off her leg wishing Allison wasn't watching then she could of
lick it off her fingers. The two girls had went for a walk down
the beach. Allison thought they were going to find Ginger while
Vicki wanted to verify what Booker had told her about black men
was true. She was shocked to see that it was. Every black
lifeguard had a huge bulge. Some even had giant Cock heads
extending beyond their suits.

They found Ginger besides Fred's chair. He had a gorgeous blonde
surfer type lifeguard sitting beside him that Allison stared at
constantly.

As they walked back to their blankets, Allison said, "Can I hang
out with you tonight?"

"Oh, I'm doing something with Booker."

Allison's eyes showed her disapproval. She wasn't a bigot like
Mandy, but she clearly didn't approve of mingling between the
races. "Come on, I get motion sickness. I really don't want to be
stuck on a boat for three hours. Plus, that lame guy I hooked up
with last night is going."

"I guess you could hang with us."

"Hey, maybe Booker could set me up with that Viking god sitting
beside Fred?"

"I'll ask him."

******************

"Nope," said Booker. "I ain't gonna hook her up with no white
boy. Devon here will come with us if you want."

"She won't date a black guy. No offense Devon."

"She don't know what she missin, mon," said the black islander.

"We won't tell her then," said Booker. "Tell her I'll set her up
with Sven and then say he canceled at the last minute. Devon will
take his place."

"I don't like lying to my friends," said Vicki.

"You want her lookin down her nose at you for sleeping with me?
Devon will just have to change her mind about black men."

"She has been kinda snooty lately."

"Good, I'll pick you both up at eight."

"Tonight then," said Vicki.


Part 2: Allison


Allison held her mouth tightly shut to keep from crying out as
she had a small, unsatisfying orgasm that only made her horniness
worse. Hopefully, a big Nordic stud would take care of her
cravings later tonight. She pulled her two fingers out of her
pussy and looked at them amazed at the amount of fluid coating
them. She had never been this wet before or this horny. It was
driving her crazy and the guy she had hooked up with last night
had been a limp dicked wimp. She had laid beside him desperately
tugging on his penis to make it hard while her friend Vicki got
the fucking of a lifetime by an over muscled black guy with a big
horse cock. It wasn't fair at all.

Allison didn't hate blacks, she just believed the races should
stay apart and now her good friend had succumbed to sleeping with
a black guy. Worse, Booker the lifeguard reeked of sexual prowess
and even she felt an animal attraction to him. Even stranger,
somehow he had completely changed Vicki. The shy girl had come
out of her shell, fucking, sucking, and even  buying a new skimpy
bikini to please her black lover. Could he be that good in bed?

Allison lowered her spread legs and put them on the floor. She
was still breathing heavy from cumming when she stood up off the
toilet and turned the shower on.

In the shower, she prayed Sven would fuck her like Booker fucked
Vicki. The big blonde youth had sat high in his lifeguard chair
looking like a god as he scanned the swimmers. She asked Vicki to
get Booker to set them up. Booker had agreed.

Allison got out of the shower and admired her body while she
fixed her long red hair. She had a nice tan going which made her
freckles fainter. She had large breasts capped by rose colored
nipples, a thin waist, wide hips, and a hairy red bush. The only
jewelry she wore was an ankle bracelet and a birthstone stud in
her pierced bellybutton.

She dressed in a sheer green bra and matching panties. The
underwear was really sexy and thin enough her erect nipples would
push out the material through her shirt. It would look like an
accident, but she knew it would attract the stares of any male
who glanced at her. She wore a tight tee shirt so short it
stopped about an inch above her bellybutton and shorts that
started two inches below her belly button. The shorts were tight
and complimented her ass. The outfit said, sexy, not slutty and
she hoped it would make Sven's dick hard when he saw her.

Allison left the bathroom and her jaw dropped when she saw Vicki.
Her formerly conservative friend was wearing a short sundress
that showed her ample cleavage and the fact that she was clearly
not wearing a bra. Vicki's hard nipples, indeed, the entire white
globes of her big breasts showed clearly through the black
material. Allison liked her friend better when she was shy. Now
she was a rival.

"Booker will be here soon, then we're gonna go get your date."

"So where we going?"

"Booker knows a bar we can get in."

"Cool." Just as she spoke, there was a pounding on the door and
Vicki rushed to open it, throwing herself into Booker's arms and
kissing him deeply. Allison crinkled her nose in distaste, but
was a little envious.

"Damn baby, you look fine," said Booker stepping back to check
out Vicki. "You look pretty hot too Allison." Her outfit worked,
Booker's eyes zoomed in on her nipples. She felt a shiver of
excitement run down her spine as his eyes surveyed her body.
"Lets get going."

"So Booker, what's Sven like?" Allison asked as they walked down
several blocks.

Booker shrugged. "I barely know the guy. Here we are." He knocked
on an apartment door and another black man came out, slapping
hands together with Booker like black men do. "By the way, Sven
has a girlfriend so I asked Devon to come with us. Devon this is
Allison."

"Ja mon, I saw her on the beach."

"But I thought you were setting me up with Sven?"

"I told you he has a girlfriend. Vicki told me you needed a date.
Devon liked what he saw of you on the beach and agreed to come
along. You don't have a problem with black men do you?"

Allison gulped under the gazes of the two powerful black men.
Both could snap her in two with their hands and were so big, she
was always staring into their chests. "No, of course not."
Allison didn't know what to say. Booker had already seen her
hooking up with that guy last night and she couldn't lie and say
she had a boyfriend. "Lets go." She'd just claim to be tired and
bugger out early. Her night and her chances of getting laid were
ruined.

Devon smiled and walked beside her. They followed Booker and
Vicki who held hands and every now and then Booker would let go
and cup her ass. Allison tried to make small talk. "So Devon,
where you from?"

"Trinibogo, it's a small island in the Caribbean."

"What's it like?"

"Very beautiful and undeveloped. Also we are very poor. There are
less then 300 people on the island and we are all fisherman. My
people contributed to send me here to get an education. Now I
work and send money to my family whenever I can."

"I see." There was something very noble about the black man.

They walked a couple blocks from the beach to one of Stony
Harbor's night clubs called Poseidon’s. It closed all winter, but
opened in May with a big party. Tonight being Friday, a
good-sized crowd was gathering here and the main entrance already
had a line forming as the bouncers checked IDs.

Booker led them past the line to a back entrance where a giant
black bouncer stood guard. The three black men talked a bit and
the bouncer stepped aside letting them in. Allison watched his
eyes check out Vicki's body as she passed and then he turned his
gaze on her and she flushed as she entered the bar.

The club was packed. There were several hundred people, mostly
whites in their 20's and 30's, but here and there was a black
man. Each black man seemed a head taller then the rest of the
crowd and all were muscular, line-backer types. She didn't see
many black girls, the few she did spot were light-skinned with
groups of whites. The black men were all with white women. Some
she recognized as lifeguards. The beach was an entirely different
culture then she was used to in rural Pennsylvania.

Booker and Devon went up to the bar to get some drinks. Allison
chatted with Vicki while they waited and Allison noticed a
good-looking guy sitting on a stool with some friends checking
her out. He smiled at her and she smiled back. His handsome face
disappeared as Devon's massive chest blocked her line of vision.
The black man held a drink out to her. "What's this?" she asked.

"It's a sex on the beach," he said.

Allison took it and sipped the sweet drink. "Not bad."

"You ever have sex on the beach?"

"No, I'm just used to beer."

"Well maybe later." The band came on making conversation
impossible. Devon leaned down so that his mouth was in her ear.
"You want to dance?"

Not with him, but she figured if he was buying the drinks, why
the hell not? “Sure, let’s go.”

The four danced for several songs, either Booker or Devon leaving
from time to time for refills. Allison found herself becoming
quite drunk and was thankful for all the activity as it helped
burn off some of the booze. Mostly, the dancing was hands in the
air as the floor was too crowded, but sometimes Devon would grab
her hips and pull her into him. His cock would press into her
belly each time he did so and it felt huge. It was at least as
big as Booker's and each time it touched her she felt her
resistance to the idea of interracial sex wavering.

Allison needed some air and squeezed out of the dance floor. She
looked back, Vicki was mashed between Booker and Devon. Their
arms were in the air holding their drinks to keep from spilling
them as people bumped into them. Allison turned around and found
herself standing before the handsome guy who had checked her out
earlier. "Hi," he said."

"Hi."

"I'm Jerry."

"Allison." He was medium build, kind of wiry, with a handsome
face. He looked to be in his mid-twenties and probably assumed
she was twenty-one.

"You with the black guy?"

"Not really."

"Good. Can I buy you a drink?"

"Sure." Jerry turned around and got the bartender’s attention. He
turned back with a beer and a big glass filled with what looked
like lemonade. "What's this?" She sipped it, it was good, but
strong.

"A margarita. You've never had one?" He had one eyebrow raised.

"Sure," she lied. "It's just I usually drink beer."

Allison chatted with Jerry, swaying a little on her feet, the
margarita not helping her. She decided she liked the good-looking
guy. He would be the one she took home tonight.

A big hand rested on Allison's shoulder and turned her around.
"Hey, where'd you get the drink?" asked Devon.

"Jerry bought it for me." Allison pointed a finger at Jerry.

"Yeah dude, she said she wasn't with you or nuthin." The white
guy didn't appear too scared of Devon, probably felt safe with
his friends.

"Thanks mon," said Devon to Jerry, then to Allison, "You ready to
hit the dance floor again?"

"No, I think I need to go to the bathroom." Vicki showed up at
that moment and the two girls went together.

"Yeah, I need to go whiz too," said Jerry standing up. "Meet you
here when you’re finished," he called to Allison.

After a long wait, they made it to the girl's room, Vicki went
first and talked to Allison through the stall walls. "I love
being out and all, but I can't wait to get back to our room and
feel Booker's big cock in me again."

"VICKI! What's gotten into you?"

"Black cock, that's what‘s gotten in me. Sorry, Booker likes me
to talk dirty, so I've been practicing. What do you think of
Devon?"

"He's nice and all."

"You gonna fuck him?" Vicki came out and Allison took her place
in the stall while Vicki checked her make up.

"Of course not."

"Why not?"

"He's black."

"Listen Allie, I've seen his bulge, he's huge. That things a real
pussy pleaser. He'll give you the best fucking of your life with
it. Trust me I know. I don't know what I'm gonna do when we get
home without Booker to fuck me, I guess I’ll fuck some black guy
on the basketball team I guess.

"What if (Hic) your parents find out?"

"They won't. Say, if that's what’s holding you back, Mandy and
Allison don't have to know you fucked a black guy. It'll be our
little secret."

"I'm not gonna fuck a black guy, Vicki. (Hic) I'm gonna take that
pretty boy I was talking to home. (Hic) I just hope Devon
understands."

"A black cock in your throat will cure them hiccups."

"No (hic) thanks." Allison was growing disgusted with her
friend's behavior.

******************

Jerry was pissing in the urinal when a voice behind him said,
"Hey mon, stay away from my girl."

"She says she's not your girl, buddy." Jerry zipped up his pants
and flushed the urinal. "That means she's fair game. May the best
man win."

"I don't have time to fuck around with you, mon. She be leavin
soon and I need to fuck her tonight. I'm tellin ya, stay away
from her."

"Or what? Fuck with me and I'll have the bouncers throw you out.
I don't care how big you are." No doubt the big black guy could
kick his ass, but he wasn't about to be intimidated. He was
relieved when the black guy turned his back, but he didn't leave,
he flipped the lock on the bathroom door. Jerry suddenly felt
scared.

The next thing Jerry knew, the black man had an iron grip on his
throat, his back was against a stall wall and his feet were
several inches off the ground. He swung futilely at the man's
muscled arm but it was like hitting a brick wall. The black
tightened his grip on his throat until Jerry quit beating on him.
Then the black guy dropped him. He slid down, falling on his ass.

The black man grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head up,
slapping him across the face, only it wasn’t with his hand that
did the slapping, it was with his penis and it was the biggest
monster dick Jerry had ever seen. The black man slapped him
several times with it and it stung.

"Look at it, mon. That's a black cock. Can you do better? I bet
you have a little noodle hiding in your pants." Jerry felt his
own penis crawling up into his scrotum from fear as the hard
black penis cracked against his jaw. "That bitch out there is hot
for some cock not a tiny white worm. You can't satisfy her." 
Jerry was really scared now and thinking he might offer to blow
the man's big cock if he  promised not to hurt him. Just as he
was parting his lips, the black man pulled away and turned to pee
in the urinal. Jerry stared at the cock as it peed above his
head. The black man finished and shook it, drops of urine flying
everywhere some even missing the urinal and falling on Jerry's
pant leg. "You stay away from her, mon," said the black guy as he
left.

It took a while for Jerry to get up the courage to get off the
floor. He laid there as two other people peed. They must have
assumed he was drunk. Within seconds, he had gone from cool and
confident, to emasculated and willing to suck some guys cock to
keep from getting hurt. He could practically smell the fear in
the room. This event haunted Jerry for a long time.

*****************

Allison looked around for Jerry, but couldn't find him. She was
so drunk She could barely walk and it was getting late, but at
least her hiccups had stopped. Devon came out of the bathroom.
"Come on, we're getting out of here," he said.

"Lets walk down to the boardwalk," said Booker, as the four of
them left.

Not getting laid tonight, thought Allison, thinking about Jerry.
Where had he disappeared too? He was probably looking for her
right now. Devon put his arm around her to keep her steady. She
appreciated it, it felt safe to have his arm around her.
They reached the boardwalk which was practically deserted at
night this early in the year. On the corner sat a fancy motel
with an outdoor pool and a Jacuzzi lit by underwater lights. It
was too fancy to be overflowing with June bugs. "Want to go pool
hopping?" asked Booker.

“Ja mon, sounds fun," said Devon.

Allison just wanted to go to bed and was about to protest when
Devon's strong hands grabbed her waist and lifted her over the
fence. "But I'm not wearing a bathing suit."

"I'm not even wearing a bra," laughed Vicki. "Come on, we'll
strip down over there where it's darker."

"Only if they promise not to look."

"We promise," said Booker. The two black men were shirtless
already and starting on their shorts.
Allison took off her shirt and shorts, feeling naked in the sheer
bra and panties. Much to her amazement, Vicki just pulled the
sundress over her head. All she was wearing was a small thong
that left her ass cheeks bare. She didn't even try covering her
big breasts.

"Ooooo, it's freezing," said Vicki testing the water with her
foot. Then without another word, she jumped in.

Allison decided to take the plunge and followed her. "Holy shit,
it's cold," she said coming back to the surface.

They swam down to the black men at the other end of the pool
already in the water. "Sorry ladies, it doesn't get warm until
mid-July," said Booker, "but it's warmer then the ocean."

"Brrrr," Allison's teeth were chattering. Her already hard
nipples were aching a little, growing even bigger from the cold.

"Let's move to the Jacuzzi," said Devon.    "Great idea." Vicki
swam to the ladder and climbed up, both black men staring at her
exposed ass. She turned around to show off her breasts and then
ran over to the Jacuzzi.

"Would you two turn around?" They did, and Allison ran over to
the Jacuzzi herself. She quickly sat down and watched the black
men, getting the shock of her life. Booker and Devon used their
powerful muscles to raise themselves out of the water. They were
skinny dipping. Their huge cocks swung ponderously as they slowly
walked over to the Jacuzzi. Despite the freezing pool, despite
the cold night air, their cocks were still swollen and plump,
longer soft and dangling then any erect white penis she had ever
seen.

Allison had a blank, shocked expression on her face as Devon sat
down beside her. The four talked for some time, Allison was
surprised she actually liked Devon's company. Vicki moaned and
Allison saw that her eyes were closed. Booker had one hand
underwater, so did Vicki and as Allison stared, Booker's cock
head broke the surface and rose up out of the water like a big
black sea serpent.

Booker raised himself out of the water and sat on the edge, his
hard cock sticking out above the huge balls splayed over the
Jacuzzi rim. Vicki leaned over and wrapped her lips around his
dick. Allison stared in amazement until she felt Devon's hand
wrap around her wrist, bringing it underwater over to his cock.
Before coming to her senses and pulling her hand back, she
stroked his entire shaft, even the knobby head.  "I can't," she
said.

Devon nodded. "We should leave them alone then."

Allison nodded back. She felt a strong desire to watch her friend
slurp on Booker's huge cock, but the smell of the chlorine was
strong and making her sick to her stomach. Vicki looked up long
enough to say, "You don't know what your missing."

Devon stood up and she saw that his cock was as long as Booker's,
at least a foot and even a little thicker. It bobbed before him
as he walked over and stole a towel from a balcony handing it to
her like a gentleman.

Allison dried off, then dressed. Devon lifted her over the fence
again and they walked off down the boardwalk. "Lets walk back
down the beach," said Devon. He pulled her off the boardwalk
before she responded.

They were walking down the beach and stopped near a lifeguard
chair. Devon put his hands on Allison's shoulder and turned her
so that she was facing him. He leaned forward to kiss her and she
froze. "What's wrong?"

"N-othing, I'm just very tired and drunk, that's all."

"Is it cause I'm black?"

"No of course not."

"Have you ever been with a black man?"

"No."

"Neither had your friend. Now she's hooked on black cock. I doubt
if another white boy will ever get his penis near her pussy."

"She's just going a little wild because she's on vacation, that's
all." Allison wasn't so sure she was right, but said it anyway.

"You're on vacation too. Why don't you go a little wild. Try
something new." He was pushing down on her shoulders as he spoke.
Her legs were already shaky from the booze and she fell to her
knees, her face staring right at his crotch.

"What are you doing?" Allison asked. Devon was opening his
shorts.

"No one will ever have to know, Allison." He was unzipping his
pants now. "Just check out my cock and tell me that you don't
want it." Devon's cock looked like it hadn't shrunk at all since
he'd gotten dressed. The head was sticking out well above the
waist band of his briefs. He flipped his underwear down and his
cock fell down like a tree, pointing right at her face. "I know
you’re horny Allison. Just try it this once, then you can go back
to your friends and tell them nothing happened. I wont tell
anyone."
    "Yeah, sure you won't" Without the chlorine, she could smell
his cock now. It was a musky, manly smell that had her mouth and
pussy watering. She licked her lips looking at it.

"I promise," he replied.

Allison reached up and lovingly caressed his shaft. She did want
to try out a cock this big even if it was black. She leaned
forward, kissing the tip of his cock, surprised that she wanted
to do this for him. She wasn't into cock sucking. She'd only done
it with about three boys, ones she really liked. She didn't enjoy
it, except that they often returned the favor and the fact that
it made boys putty in her hands. She ran her tongue around the
head and then down the shaft, lovingly coating every square inch
of Devon's cock. She finished coating it and returned to the
head, opening wide and taking it in her mouth.

She stared down the rest of his shaft while sucking on his cock
head. Her eyes crossed as his shaft seemed to extend forever
until it reached his crotch.

Allison began bobbing her head. Her knees dug into the sand as
she tried to cram as much cock into her mouth as she could
without choking. Waves were breaking nearby, the water almost
reaching her feet. The cool sea breeze was blowing up her shorts,
making her soaked panties clammy.  She was bobbing her head so
fast her neck was hurting. She wanted to taste his cum. She
wanted to make him happy. She wanted to feel him deep in her
pussy. The last thought, scared her. If he came in her mouth, she
wouldn't be able to feel his cock inside her. She jerked back,
his glistening cock flying up out of her mouth and slapping his
belly.

"Whoa, put them lips back on that cock."

"But I want to feel you in my pussy."

"That ain't a white dick you're servicing, that's a black cock.
It'll be ready for your pussy. Now finish sucking me off."

Allison obeyed, not believing him, but desirous of making him
happy. She managed nine inches in her mouth and throat before she
felt she couldn't take anymore. Next time, she'd swallow it all.
Next time? Exactly at what point had she decided this wasn't a
one time thing? Probably the moment she kissed his dick.

Allison almost didn't get to taste his sperm. Devon came with a
grunt, he grabbed the back of her head and held her still as his
cock pumped sperm directly into her belly. He held it there a
long time before removing it. Luckily, she squeezed his shaft
tightly as he pulled out, milking one last wad of cum which she
rolled around on her tongue before swallowing. She liked it.

Devon pulled her to her feet and she let him strip her there on
the beach, the shadowy forms of late night revelers walking down
the distant boardwalk.

Devon grabbed her hips and with no effort at all, he lifted her
high and sat her down on the foot rest of the lifeguard chair. It
was situated at just the right height, for his face to be staring
right between her legs. He pulled her legs wide and stepped
between them.

"Oh my," she said when Devon's tongue licked between her labia.
She automatically opened her legs as wide as they would go as the
black man nibbled on her pussy lips, then sucked her clit between
his lips. He moved back down her slit and she stared at her
engorged clit. She had never seen it so swollen and distended. It
throbbed with arousal. Devon jabbed his tongue inside her and
licked up, it curled around her clit and she came. It was the
most powerful orgasm of her young life. It put all the ones
little boys had given her to shame.

Devon pushed her legs up and back, opening her up for him. He
started furiously running his hard tongue up and down while she
softly moaned. The angle was such that her sphincter was pointing
at him. His tongue kept getting closer and closer to it and then
it was running all around her little rosebud, pushing into it,
then moving back up to her clit. He repeated this and Allison
discovered it was possible for her to have more then one orgasm.
She came three more times before he quit.

Devon climbed onto the lifeguard chair and sat down. He pulled
her to her feet and turned her around so that she faced him. His
cock was half-hard and on the rise. He grabbed the tip and tugged
it twice. When he let go, it was completely hard again. "Ride
me," he said grabbing the base of his cock and holding it out.

Allison put one knee on either side of Devon's big form and
lifted herself up, so that his huge cock head was poised to enter
her pussy. She moaned as she slowly lowered herself. The head
alone stretched her labia wide apart and she was grateful his
tongue had loosened her up for it. She began raising and lowering
herself over the end of his dick, taking a little more with each
bounce until she had half of it stuck in her pussy stretching her
out like never before.

 "Just take it all, then you can go back to your little white
dicks."

Allison came to a realization. "I'm not going back. Vicki was
right. I only want to be fucked by big cocks...black cocks from
now on."

"Then fuck that big black cock slut. Ride it."

Allison did just that, slamming her ass down hard with each
bounce to force more cock into her. Soon Allison was bouncing on
all twelve inches like a mad woman. A scream was forming in back
of her throat and Devon clamped his hand across her mouth just as
she came and held her still. She writhed on his cock like a bitch
in heat unaware that three drunks were passing them less then ten
feet away. Devon let go of her mouth and she started riding him
again.

Allison's knees hurt against the hard wood of the chair, but she
didn't care. She bounced almost until she couldn't move anymore
and he came deep inside her pussy. He filled her womb with
another large load of sperm, some primitive desire wishing he was
giving her a baby, but knowing it was impossible thanks to the
pill. Allison collapsed against Devon's hard muscular chest and
heard two people clapping. She could see Booker and Vicki out of
the corner of her eye.
"Come on," said Vicki, "lets go back to the room and fuck these
two studs in a comfy bed.

****************

The two girls giggled together the whole way to the room. Allison
kept thanking Vicki for setting this up. Both rooms were empty
when they got there. Ginger was at Fred's and Mandy must have met
somebody on the booze cruise. They each took an adjoining room
but left the connecting doors open.

Devon got up to go to the bathroom and returned with a bottle of
sun tan lotion. "What's that for?" asked Allison.

"I'm gonna introduce yo ass to black cock."

"That thing will rip me in two."

"I'll go easy."

Allison was still apprehensive as Devon coated her sphincter with
lotion, even pushing one beefy finger in her ass up to the
knuckle. Just his finger felt huge in her virgin ass and when he
added a second finger she winced in pain.

Devon removed his finger and placed the tip of his cock against
her ass hole. She could feel lotion dripping off it and was
thankful he had coated his cock so thoroughly. Devon pushed and
Allison jumped in pain as her sphincter stretched wide. She tried
to pull away from it, but the strong black man wrapped an arm
around her waist and held her tight. Just when she thought the
pain was unbearable, her sphincter closed around the thick head
and Devon stopped holding it still so that she could grow used to
it. It hurt again when Devon started pushing more in. He took his
time and she was thankful he was making this as painless as
possible. He managed to squeeze a little more then half in and
after awhile she started to like it.
Allison heard Vicki talking dirty in the next room. "Fuck my
white pussy. I love that big black cock." She decided to ape her
friend, after all Vicki had been doing this a day longer then she
had. "Shove that black cock into my tight white ass," she shouted
loud enough for Vicki and Booker to hear. For the next half hour,
the two girls seemed to compete over seeing who had the filthiest
mouth. Finally, Allison shouted "Fill my ass with your hot black
seed," loud enough she drowned out Vicki's orgasmic cries of
pleasure.

"Gotta piss baby," said Devon, pulling his cock out of her ass.
She winced as he turned the light on in the bathroom and she
covered her eyes. Allison laid there on her stomach feeling her
ass slowly close and Devon's sperm welling up to the surface
until it began to flow down her crack. He turned the light off
and the room was plunged back into darkness.

Allison felt Devon's cock poking at her face and she moved her
mouth up to take the head inside her mouth. He was hard as a
rock. This big black man was like no other she had ever
encountered. Booker too, because the squeals of pleasure were
starting back up in Vicki's room. Allison was thankful he had
apparently washed his cock when he went to piss. She couldn't
taste the sun tan lotion nor her ass. He pulled his cock out and
flipped her over. Soon he had thrown her legs over his arms and
was fucking the hell out of her again. "Jesus, your big cock is
making me cum again. Oh god, oh god, here it cu..."

"Actually, this is the first time it's ever made you cum,"
grunted Booker.

The men had switched places, but Allison was too far gone to
care. Her pussy squeezed his cock tight as she writhed in orgasm.

It was a night of many firsts for Allison. Booker filled her womb
with a huge load of sperm as big as Devon's and they laid side by
side resting while she played with his limp cock. "Climb on
board," he said as it turned hard again.

Allison mounted him. She wanted to go slow and took her time
raising and lowering herself over his cock. She felt someone
climb on the bed behind her and a cock poked at her ass. "Where's
Vicki?" asked Booker.

"She passed out, mon," said Devon, pushing his big knobby cock
back into her ass.

She fucked them both, the joy of having both holes plugged at the
same time brought forth her biggest orgasms yet. They took turns
slamming their cocks into her then filled her at the same time.
Allison passed out from the pleasure before they even came.

She woke up later alone on the bed, fresh deposits of sperm
pouring out both holes. The sounds of heavy fucking were coming
from Vicki's room now. She closed her eyes and slept the few
hours until dawn.

In the morning, Booker and Devon both kissed her and then Vicki
goodbye. "You girls want to do this again tomorrow night?" asked
Booker.

"Yes," they both said together.

"We'll start early and hit the bar. Then we know this party that
starts tonight and is gonna happen every Saturday all summer.
It's a long walk down the beach, but it should be worth it.

"As long as we get plenty of time with your cocks," said Vicki,
Allison nodding agreement.

"That can be arranged," said Booker. "Oh by the way, you should
invite Ginger and Mandy too. We'll see that they have a good time
also. See you on the beach.

The two girls nodded as the black men left them.


Part 3: Ginger


Ginger arched her back so that her breasts thrust out. She almost
giggled at the expressions on her admirers’ faces as the teen
boys stared at her bikini clad body. Men were so predictable, her
breasts could get her whoever she wanted. They were big, heavy
and if she followed in her mom's footsteps, they would turn into
huge udders sagging over a fat belly, but for now she wouldn't
trade them for all the money in the world.

Nor did she look like her mother at this time. Ginger had gained
five pounds in the last year, enough to turn her thin teen body
voluptuous. Her bosom and ass jiggled excitedly when she walked
or ran. None of the teen boys that filled the beach this senior
week could resist staring as she walked by.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" said a boy.

"Yeah, want to go to a party?" asked another.

"No thanks boys, I'm going to a club tonight."

She smiled as the boys left. Ginger loved being the center of
attention. Something inside her wandered if she shouldn't pick
one to fuck tonight. She had hooked up with Fred, a hot lifeguard
who rocked her world the first night, but had been a big
disappointment since. His nice hard dick had turned into a limp
noodle on their second night and it was made worse by the fact
that she had been the horniest she'd ever been in her life that
same night and was still horny. She hadn't given up hope, he was
coming to the bar with them tonight and she really liked him, but
she really needed to get laid.

Worse, Fred had a black buddy with a foot long penis that she had
seen fully hard playing strip quarters and she even squeezed it
when no one was looking. That huge black cock had insinuated it's
way into her brain and she couldn't look at Booker without
picturing him naked. Her good friend Vicki was fucking him and
had never seemed happier. Lucky bitch!

"Where the hell is Allison going?" asked Mandy. She was lying
beside Ginger. Her friend had a skinny body with very pale skin
and a beautiful face. Her breasts were medium sized, but looked
big on her skinny frame.

Ginger followed Mandy's gaze. Allison was walking in the
distance, talking with another black lifeguard. They were walking
near a beach shack going towards the boardwalk. "I don't know,"
she said looking at Mandy. When they looked back, Allison and the
black guy had disappeared.

"I'm looking forward to tonight," said Ginger, smiling as some
boys tripped over each other staring at her.

"I guess. I just don't like hanging out with a black guy."

"A black guy with a huge dick."

"That thing isn't natural. No woman could handle something that
big."

"Vicki hasn't complained." Allison shook her head at the
expression of disgust on Mandy's face. "Get over it Mandy. Vicki
seems happy and if I had seen that big dick first, who knows, I
might have tried it out myself. How was that boy you hooked up
with on the booze cruise?"

"He was ok, didn't last very long, but then we were both pretty
drunk. What about Fred?"

"Still no action since the night of our room party. Sucks, he's
so good-looking and was great that first night. I like him, but
this is vacation, I need a good fucking."

"I can help," said a skinny boy checking her out as he walked by.

"No thanks," she said, then to Mandy, "Booker seemed to last all
night with Vicki."

"Ain't natural."

"Speaking of Fred, he's waving for me to come talk to him."
Ginger stood up looking at Fred in the distance on the lifeguard
chair.

********************

Ginger pulled down the tight tee shirt. It left about an inch of
her belly bare occasionally showing her navel. She knew men liked
this look. A big star on the chest of the shirt seemed to
emphasize her bra-less breasts. Small, tight shorts and sandals
completed her outfit.

Ginger walked out of the bathroom into the motel room and saw
that she wasn't the only one bra-less. Allison was dressed like
Ginger was, only Allison's shirt showed off her entire belly,
drawing attention to her belly button ring. Her breasts and
nipples really stuck out under the shirt. Vicki was wearing a
tight sun dress that showed every curve of her fantastic body.
Ginger couldn't see any panty lines. Her formerly conservative
friend wasn't wearing any underwear! Mandy was wearing a two
piece blue top and skirt, that showed off her navel and
complimented her pale skin. Ginger couldn't see her nipples and
assumed she was wearing a bra. She strongly considered changing
into something even sexier, not liking that her friends looked as
good as she did.

There was a pounding on the door and Vicki let Booker in. He was
followed by Fred and another black guy, Devon the islander.
Booker gave Vicki a kiss so big, Ginger almost wondered if they'd
stay behind in the motel room while the others went out. Then
Devon gave Allison an equally big kiss, shocking Mandy, who
turned even paler if possible. Two of their friends had gone
black! Ginger was instantly jealous as Fred came over and gave
her a little peck on the lips. Allison had found herself a big
black guy to satisfy her.  She glanced down at Devon's crotch,
knowing she would see a giant bulge and she wasn't disappointed.
Then something weird happened, Devon leaned over and gave Vicki a
kiss on the lips. Instead of looking upset, Booker did the same
to Allison. What exactly happened last night while me and Mandy
were on the booze cruise, she wondered?

Ginger held hands with Fred as they walked to the club. Mandy
held back, the odd girl out being dateless. Vicki and Allison
were all over their black studs. They arrived at the back door of
the club and a huge black bouncer let them in, staring at each
girl's body as they passed.

Ginger's eyes lit up the moment she saw the crowded bar. This was
the magical place where people over twenty-one partied. This was
a place where she could shine, be stared at while she danced,
have men buy her drinks, and just three more years to go until
she could go to bars all the time.

It was everything she thought it would be. Ginger rarely left the
dance floor, the guys bought rounds, returning with drink after
drink in their hands. As soon as Fred was gone to the bar or
bathroom, some man would move in trying to dance with her. The
men left Vicki and Allison alone, knowing they were with the
giant black men. Some were pretty cute and she almost wished Fred
hadn't come along, she kept her fingers crossed praying he would
get an erection tonight to satisfy her needy pussy. Even Mandy
seemed to be having a good time, dancing with several men.

Once, while Fred was at the bar, Vicki and Allison were in the
bathroom leaving Devon and Booker to dance with her. Booker came
in from the front while Devon moved in from the rear. They mashed
her between them so tightly, she could feel her hard nipples
bending against Booker's muscled chest. She also felt Booker's
huge cock pushing into her belly and Devon's resting above her
ass. The strangest thing happened when she felt their cocks, her
pussy already wet and horny for days, suddenly got a fresh
coating of lubrication. Her pussy lips swelled and slowly parted
as if it were begging for their cocks. The sexual power these men
gave off was unbelievable. Ginger knew that if she didn't get out
from between them, she might beg one or both (that was a new
idea) to fuck her and betray her two friends.

Ginger squeezed out from between them just as the two girls
returned distracting the black men. She found herself staring
into the tee shirt covered chest of another large black man. "You
are hot," said the man.

"Sorry, I'm here with someone."

"I'm not trying to pick you up, I just want to see your tits."

"Well that's forward." He was quite handsome.

"Name's Willie. Lift your shirt up and I will give you this
hundred dollar bill."

Ginger stared at the bill in Willie's beefy hand. "Here?"

"Yes, here. You're the hottest girl in this bar. Show them to the
world. Just lift your shirt up for a few seconds and I will give
you the money."

Ginger looked at Fred. He was still leaning on the bar trying to
get waited on. None of her other friends were looking at her.
"Alright, real quick." Ginger untucked her shirt and pulled it up
over her breasts. Her nipples were fat and stuck out half an
inch, pointing upwards on her giant chest.

"Now smile and look over there," said Willie, staring at her
magnificent chest.

Ginger looked to her left and quickly pulled her shirt down in
horror when she saw the other giant black man holding the video
camera pointed at her. "What the..." Several people nearby had
seen her and whistled, clapped, or made hooting noises.

"Did you get us?" asked Willie. He handed Ginger the money.

"Yeah bro, you two look good together. That's a great rack baby.
You ought a be in pictures."

"Who are you? What's going on?"

"I'm Latrell. We're making videos of hot girls."

"Listen, I'm underage, my mom will kill me if she finds out."

"Tough shit. Your hot body is gonna be all over TV selling
videos. "Girls Gone Black" is gonna make millions."

Ginger felt the color drain from her face. What do you mean
"Girl's Gone Black"?"

"It was my idea," said Willie. "Make a video to sell on TV of
hot, young, white girls showing their bodies to black men."

"My dad's going to kill me," she murmured. "Hey, you didn't have
my permission..."

"You took the money baby," said Latrell. "Goods for services.
Tell you what, meet us outside where we can talk quietly and
we'll discuss it. Who knows, you might convince us."

"Alright, give me a few minutes." Ginger looked for her friends,
Vicki was closest. "Vic, I think I drank too much. I'm going to
go get some fresh air."

"I think we're leaving soon to go to the big party. Booker says
it's a several mile walk."

"Ok, I'll meet you out front. Tell Fred where I went, ok?"

****************

Fred got back with a handful of drinks. "Where'd Ginger go?"

"Wasn't feeling well," said Vicki. "She's gonna meet us out front
when we leave."

"I'll go wait with her," he said. It took Fred a long time to get
through the crowd. When he arrived at the entrance, he didn't see
Ginger, but he saw a girl that looked like Ginger a block away
walking towards the boardwalk. She was walking between two huge
male figures.

****************

"Look guys, I need that tape," said Ginger hurrying to keep up
with the large strides of the two men.

"Nope," said Latrell. "You might as well go back to your friends.
We're going to another bar for more pictures."

"Please, I'm begging you?"

"I wouldn't let you have the tape if you offered to wrap your
lips around my black cock," said Willie.

Ginger gasped, the idea sent a surge of pleasure up her spine.
She knew just by looking at them, that they had huge cocks. Cocks
that wouldn't have any problem getting hard, unlike Fred's. Cocks
that would make her scream like Vicki had with Booker. "How about
if I offered to suck both of you off then?

That stopped the black men. "You just got my attention," said
Latrell, "but this tape is worth a fortune. A blow job won't cut
it, I want to stick my cock anywhere I want on your body."

"Me too," said Willie. Ginger looked shocked, but her pussy lips
were swelling again. Willie added, "Don't pretend you don't want
it, bitch. Once you get some big black cock in you, limp dicked
white men will never satisfy you again. You'll do it or your dad
will see a black bar across his daughter's tits the next night he
watches TV."

"Ok," she said meekly.

"Come on then," said Latrell taking her hand and pulling her down
the steps to the beach. He led her under the boardwalk. "Get on
your knees and take my cock out." Ginger just looked at him a
little shocked. "Do it bitch. I don't have all night."

Ginger fell to her knees in the cold sand. Light from the street
lamps filtered through the planks above her head, illuminating
Latrell and making him look striped. He was wearing khaki pants
with a belt, she reached out and started unbuckling the belt.
Beside her, Willie was already stripping off his jeans. She
pulled Latrell's belt out of his pants and ran the palm of her
hand across his bulge. She gasped as she felt the length and
thickness of it. Her hands moved up and fumbled with the buttons.
She hurried though she didn't want to seem too enthusiastic,
after all these men were essentially blackmailing her.

Ginger tugged his pants down and then grabbed his boxer shorts.
She pulled his boxers out and down, watching his huge cock fall
out like a felled redwood. His cock was as long as Booker's, but
thinner. Latrell also didn't have the foreskin that Booker's had.
Latrell's cock was a light brown with a lighter head. His cock
head was big and knobby. The shaft hovered, not quite straight
out, revealing a huge nut sack as big as Booker's.

Out of Ginger's circle of friends, she was the only one who liked
giving blow jobs. It gave her power over the man, making them
putty in her hands. Plus, it was only a few minutes work and she
could sense when the guy was about to cum so she'd never had to
swallow the nasty stuff. Her boyfriends and hookups had all been
easy with penises 5 1/2 to 6 1/2 inches long, but this monster
changed the rules.

Ginger reached up and grabbed the base, holding it steady. She
stuck her tongue out and licked around the head, not even caring
that her tongue touched some of his precum. She wanted to lick
the whole thing, but was too anxious to get it in her mouth. She
opened wide and swallowed the head, gagging as it hit her throat,
then trying harder to swallow more. She was craving this cock!
She had always thought of sperm as messy and nasty, but images of
him covering her body or of him filling her mouth with his load
were filling her mind, making her crave it more. An itch was
growing deep in her wet pussy. Beautiful, buxom, blonde haired,
blue-eyed, Ginger Wells, the head cheerleader and the most
popular girl in high school wanted to have her body used by two
black men. All her previous lovers, all the men she had blown and
fucked, they had been the lucky ones to have her, but with these
two men, she considered herself lucky.

Ginger managed to swallow half his length and looked up to see if
he was enjoying it. The black man looked like a giant from that
perspective, he was well over six and a half feet tall. He was
unbuttoning his shirt and she ran her eyes down his muscular
chest. She moved her head back and let his cock plop out of her
mouth so she could catch her breath. Willie stepped next to him,
she had forgotten about him she was so caught up in giving
Latrell a blow job. Willie had stripped naked and she ran her
eyes down his body, gasping at the size of his cock. It was
beautiful, probably a little longer then a foot, thick as her
wrist, and perfectly formed. She couldn't help herself, and
leaned over taking the tip of Willie's cock in her mouth.

She sucked Willie for a few minutes, then he pushed her back
while Latrell pulled her shirt off over her head. Topless, she
stared at the two big cocks bobbing inches from her face.
Entranced, she was barely aware, of being pulled to her feet so
that one of the black men could pull her shorts down. Ginger, now
nude kneeled again. She didn't know who to suck first, she wanted
both of their superior black cocks in her mouth. Neither man
seemed in a hurry to cum. If she didn't quit switching between
them this would never end. Did she want this to end? Yes, but
only because she wanted them to cum.

Ginger settled on Willie. She took his cock in her mouth again
and started bobbing her head rapidly, wanting to taste his sperm.
Latrell briefly laid down in the sand on his side and started
sucking on her nipples. He played with her tits for awhile,
before moving behind her. Willie lowered himself, falling to his
knees and Ginger ended up on all fours to keep his cock in her
mouth. She felt Latrell's strong hands squeeze the big, firm
globes of her ass cheeks and then something was poking at her
pussy.

Latrell's big cock head entered her wet pussy easily. Ginger
couldn't believe how wide it made her stretch. The huge, hard
ridge under the helmet was like a plow pushing deep into her
pussy, the shafts puffy veins scraped across her clit causing her
to tremble from a small orgasm. The orgasm made her choke on
Willie's cock it came so fast and caught her off guard, she had
never cum this quickly before.

This was heaven! She had never thought about having two men at
once or of the pleasures a threesome could bring. Ginger stopped,
she was thinking like a slut.  "You are one sexy slut," said
Willie, grabbing her head and pulling her forwards so that more
of his superior black cock entered her throat. She shivered from
another orgasm when he called her a slut. The thought of acting
and being used like a slut turned her on. Ginger quit thinking,
focusing on sucking Willie off, but finding it difficult as
Latrell pushed his cock in past the half way mark. She came again
as his shaft plowed into virgin territory and the orgasms were
getting bigger as she took more of his cock.

Soon, Ginger was taking Latrell's entire shaft and every couple
bobs of her head, she would feel Willie's pubic hair tickle her
nose as she swallowed him whole. The three quickly developed a
rhythm and picked up the pace as Willie's cock started swelling
up.

His cock was so hard and engorged, Ginger could sense Willie was
close to cumming. She was bobbing her head furiously over most of
his shaft. She would have used her hands to help stroke it, but
Latrell was fucking her so hard, she needed them firmly planted
in the sand to hold herself up. Plus, she was pushing back with
her hands to match Latrell's thrusts. She would have been
screaming out "Fuck me, fuck me," if her mouth hadn't been full.

A shadow moved across Willie's striped black figure and she heard
footsteps above her. The footsteps paused as if the person was
searching for something and then they started moving again.
"GINGER," yelled Fred above her just as Willie's cock exploded in
her mouth.

Fred, she had liked him so much at first, but he had failed to
satisfy her needy pussy. What she had considered great sex her
first night with him had been a joke compared with what she was
feeling now. She would be laughing at him and his limp little
penis if Willie's thick hose wasn't pumping sperm directly into
her belly. Fred moved on calling her name several more times, the
footsteps fading away.

Willie timed his orgasms just right, he pulled it out of her
throat in time for one wad to completely fill her mouth making
her cheeks bulge out and then pulling it completely out of her
mouth to shoot his last wad all over her face and it was still
bigger then the combined cum all her boyfriends had ever
ejaculated.

Ginger tried not to spill any of his sperm down her chin, but
Latrell gave her another orgasm and sperm poured out of her open
mouth as she moaned in pleasure still trying to swallow what she
could. When she recovered, Willie was standing over her, stroking
his cock, milking the last of his semen out of it. Ginger raised
her head to catch the long strand dangling from the end on her
tongue. She ran it around in her mouth before swallowing it.

Next, it was Latrell's turn. He started pounding her pussy so
hard, her hands slipped and she fell face down into the sand.
Ginger raised herself back up, thousands of grains of sand now
stuck in the sperm covering her face.

Latrell grunted and jabbed his cock into her pussy, holding it
buried as he came. Hot cum flooded her womb triggering another
huge orgasm, her biggest yet and Ginger fell into the sand again.
When she recovered, Willie was lying on his back, holding his
cock up. "Mount me," he ordered.

Ginger knew she should be heading back to the bar, but she obeyed
him anyway. Willie's thicker, longer cock, felt completely
different as she lowered herself over his shaft. Her stretched,
sperm-soaked pussy took it easily and Ginger slowly rode his
shaft, her eyes closed concentrating solely on the pleasure he
was giving her. Willie leaned up and began sucking on her right
nipple.

Ginger was in a pleasure-filled, dream-like state as she rode
him. She looked down at her husband, past her bulging belly. One
of her black Babies sucking on her right breast and if she
weren't already pregnant her fertile husband would be planting
another son in her womb in a few minutes.

Ginger was on the pill and a baby was the last thing she wanted,
but the fantasy had her shuddering from an intense orgasm. She
stopped riding him shaking from the waves of pleasure engulfing
her. Her nails were claws digging into Willie's chest so hard
that he grabbed her wrists and pulled them off him.

Ginger moaned with pleasure, then pain as she gave birth. The
pain was intense, but it was coming from her ass. She came to her
senses just as Willie's slapped his hand over her mouth to keep
her from crying out too loudly. Latrell was behind her pushing
several inches of his cock into her ass. The pain was intense,
but fading. He managed to stuff a little more then half in her
ass and the pleasure of having both her holes stuffed with cock
had her squealing with delight.

The men were awkward at first, but soon they started fucking her
rhythmically. They would alternate, then start fucking her at the
same time. The anal stimulation seemed to make her pussy extra
sensitive, her vagina clamped down tightly around Willie's shaft.
She had series of orgasms so strong, they curled her toes.

Latrell came first. Ginger could feel her ass expanding and
contracting with each spasm of his cock. Willie came before
Latrell had completely finished. It felt like a hot geyser was
erupting in her womb as Willie came. Both men pulled out, sperm
rising up out of her holes to soak her crotch with cum. Willie
slid out from under her and Ginger fell to her knees, more sand
sticking to her crotch.

Ginger sat there without the strength to move as the two men
dressed. "You were a great fuck," said Latrell buttoning his
shirt.

"Yeah, anytime you want it slut, you got it," added Willie.

"Here you go," said Latrell tossing her the tape.

It took Ginger a moment to remember what it was, then she
recalled and nodded thanks at him, then destroyed the tape,
pulling the film out of the casing.

Ginger kneeled in the sand for ten minutes before pushing herself
to her feet. Naked, she walked over to the edge of the boardwalk
and peeked up. There was a hotel a block away with a pool. She
grabbed her clothes and walked naked under the boardwalk to the
hotel.

Ginger's big breasts were bouncing as she dashed across the
boardwalk. The pool fence was locked, but luckily there was an
outside shower. She shivered under the cold water as she tried to
get the sand and cum off her body.

Next time she fucked two black men, she would do it in a nice
comfy bed.

Ginger still didn't feel clean when she turned off the shower.
She grabbed her clothes and looked up. Three drunk teen boys were
staring at her nude, wet body. Their mouths hung open as they
stared at her hard nipples, big breasts and pussy. She quickly
dressed. Her shirt clinging to her wet body, the water soaking
through so that her breasts were clearly visible. The boys
continued to stare as she jogged off down the boardwalk.

Booker and Devon stared too, their eyes not leaving her bouncing
breasts.

"Where the hell have you been?" asked Mandy.

Ginger ran up to her friends as they walked towards the boardwalk
from the bar. "I've been swimming. I wasn't feeling well and
thought it would perk me up."

"Where's Fred?" asked Mandy.

"I don't know," she responded. "I don't care either. It's time I
moved on and tried new things."

"I'm glad you made it," grinned Vicki grabbing her arm and
pulling her along before the rest. "I was afraid you would miss
the party." Vicki then whispered, "I'm proud of you Ginger. I saw
you leave with those two black men."

"Nothing happened," she lied, afraid it would get back to her
parents.

"Bull," said Vicki. "I can tell by the dazed look in your eyes
and your puffy cheeks that you tried black cock. Isn't it the
best?"

Ginger blushed and nodded. "You're right. I loved it. They're so
big and they last so long. It was like all the other times I
fucked some guy didn't matter. They wore me out. I'm not so sure
I want to go to this party, I'm so tired."

"You won't be disappointed. Booker says there will be a lot of
black men there."

That perked Ginger right up. This was their last night in Stony
Harbor, she should do whatever she wanted.

"Lets pick up the pace ladies," said Booker. "It's several miles
away, once the boardwalk ends."

Sperm continued to pour out of her pussy and ass, soaking her
shorts, the whole way there.

********************

"You gave her a blank tape right?" asked Willie.

"Of course," responded Latrell. "That hot bitch is gonna be on
the cover of "Girl's Gone Black."

"Good, I want to quit the water department and do this full time
as soon as Solomon will let me."

They stopped looking at the huge, brightly lit beach house. A
bonfire was lit on the beach before it and several kegs were
planted in the ground. The upper deck was crowded with people.
June bugs, white wives, strippers from the Zebra club, E&I porn
stars, and dozens of enhanced blacks filled the house. "We should
get a lot of film at this party," said Willie.

"You know, Solomon has all these rooms wired for video and the
internet. We could splice together a pretty good tape."

"Yeah bro, we can sell an R version and a much higher priced
X-rated version once they're hooked.

"I like the way you think Willie," said Latrell.

They approached the house and saw a black man wearing a robe with
two gorgeous white women in string bikinis under his arms. The
three walked up to a large outdoor hot tub under the upstairs
deck. The two girls climbed up into the tub. The black man was
bald with a devilish goatee. He saw the new arrivals. "Welcome
gentlemen to the first of my weekly Saturday night parties."

"Thank you, sir," Willie and Latrell said in unison.

The black man dropped his robe revealing his muscle covered torso
and a men's bikini brief that hugged his cock so tightly, you
could see every ridge on the huge shaft. He climbed up into the
tub where his women waited him and saw two male June bugs were
already in it ogling the girls and drinking beer. "Get lost,"
said Solomon King.

The two boys scrambled to obey.


Part 4: Mandy


The first thing Mandy noticed was the girl in the hot tub kissing
the black man. The girl was sitting in the black man's lap
kissing him deeply and to her surprise there was another girl
leaning against the man. The hot tub was elevated so she had to
stare up as they approached it. The woman in the man's lap moved
off him and the other woman was getting ready to take her place
when the man noticed them. "Devon, good to see you," said the man
in a deep voice that reminded her of Darth Vader.

"Mr. King," said Devon, nodding. "You know Booker, and this is
Vicki, Allison, Ginger, and Mandy.

Mandy looked up as the man stood up. Water dripped off a muscular
body so perfect she had never seen the like except on...well
Devon and Booker. Why did all these gorgeous, perfect men have to
be black? She gasped when his crotch came into view. He had an
erection from the girl sitting in his lap and was wearing briefs
so small and tight, they hugged a thick foot long cock and a huge
pair of balls. "Always nice to meet such beautiful women," said
the man, reaching down to shake each Girl’s hands. Mandy shivered
when he touched her. "Please enjoy yourselves."

The group walked up the deck stairs to the second level. "Mr.
King owns this house," explained Devon. "He's a great man." Mandy
had never heard such awe in anyone's voice as when Devon spoke of
Mr. King.

They reached the crowded deck and Mandy looked around. Dozens of
people walked around drinking and socializing. Mandy had never
seen so many slutty women in her life. The night air was quite
cool, but there were plenty of bikini tops, short skirts and bare
bellies. There were other women there too, a lot of female senior
week teens and plenty of teen boys too. They had obviously heard
of the party and wandered down the beach to it. Plenty of the
boys were hot, but her eyes kept getting drawn to the black men.

There was no such thing as a short black man. Dozens of them
towered above the whites. Every one of them was at least six
inches taller then the crowd, each one was built like a football
player or heavyweight boxer, and each one had that aura of power
about him that Booker, Devon, and Mr. King had. The black boys at
her high school didn't have this aura of masculinity that these
men had and every one of the slutty white women was with a black
man.

As she took in the crowd, Mandy saw one teen girl lift her top
and shake her breasts as one black man stood by her grinning at
another black man holding a video camera. The one black then gave
the girl a bill for showing her breasts. Mandy was shocked to see
Ginger walking over to talk to the men.

Next thing Mandy knew, she was alone. Devon was pulling Allison
downstairs and Mandy watched from the deck as they walk across
the beach to where a large bonfire was burning. A crowd of people
gathered around the fire and several kegs planted in the sand.
Vicki and Booker walked into the house and started dancing in the
living room where a DJ was playing rap music. Mandy noticed even
Ginger appeared to be flirting with the two black men with the
video camera, one put his hand on her ass and she didn't remove
it.

Mandy sighed and wandered around a bit admiring the house. She
passed an indoor bar with a large black man wearing a tux working
it. She asked for a margarita and waited while he fixed it. The
man checked out her body while she waited. He had a smirk on his
face and didn't try to hide the fact that he was checking out her
tits and figure. Such arrogance! A mere bartender and a black one
at that was looking at her like she was a piece of meat.  She
took the drink from him and left. As she sipped her drink, her
constant horniness seemed to worsen. Her nipples were so hard,
they rubbed against her bra, irritating her, and her panties were
so wet she could have wrung them out.

Mandy turned to leave the bar and bumped into Ginger holding
hands with a black man. "Oh Mandy," Ginger looked a little
embarrassed. "This is Willie."

"Hi," Mandy said, nodding at the big, bald, black man. "Where you
going?"

"Oh Willie's going to show me the upstairs. I'll be back in about
an hour or so."
Mandy watched them walk upstairs, knowing deep down that they
were going to fool around. She decided she needed some new
friends when she got back home.

****************

Latrell rapped out the secret code on the door and waited for the
latch to click. It did and he opened the door, nodding at a
seated Bull as Latrell sat beside him. The room was quite large,
but looked smaller thanks to the grossly obese black man sitting
in a chair before some television monitors. The room was filled
with the screens, each showing the view from one of the rooms in
the house.

Latrell stared at the screen showing Willie and Ginger in a room
kissing as they were removing each others clothes. Latrell zoomed
in and started recording. This tape would go in the X-rated
version of "Girl's Gone Black".

As for Bull, Solomon's bodyguard, he was keeping an eye on the
boss with the two girls in the hot tub, but the boss could take
care of himself. One girl was riding Solomon now and Xavier had
joined them in the tub, bringing a white girl of his own.

Bull flipped through the channels coming to a room where a hot
teen was standing before four of the black lifeguards. He hit the
volume button just as Booker, one of the lifeguards, said,
"You'll do it if you love me, Vicki." The girl fell to her knees,
she hesitated a moment, but then reached out and fished out the
closest black man's cock. She began sucking on it. The other
blacks, started pulling off their clothes, then the door opened
and a hot redhead came in. She kneeled beside the other girl and
started sucking a cock of her own.

Bull did a quick survey of the crowd where all the stupid teen
boys were downing enough Xcite-laced beer to make their little
dicks limp for months. The teen girls were starting to get so
horny, they were rubbing their bodies against their boyfriends.
Black men were moving in on some of them. Then Bull's eyes fell
on Mandy

The girl was hauntingly beautiful, thin with pale skin, and
medium-sized breasts that looked bigger on her slim torso. She
was sipping a drink wandering around the house. He followed her
with the cameras. She went out on the deck and walked down the
stairs halfway, staring at two of the girls riding Solomon and
Xavier in the hot tub. The girl backed up the stairs, looking
upset and nervous. Bull imagined the Xcite coursing through her
veins, her level of horniness increasing tenfold. He was right,
she was horny. The girl walked up to a boy returning to his
friends with beers in his hands and started flirting. The upper
decks weren't wired, so he couldn't hear their conversation, but
Bull could tell she was laying it on thick, laughing at his
jokes, touching his chest, and he was responding.

Bull flipped through some other cameras and then returned to the
pale girl. She and the guy were holding hands now and they
started wandering around. They opened a bathroom door and
interrupted a woman wearing a wedding ring sucking off an
enhanced, that Bull didn't recognize. The girl stared at it
longingly, before the guy pulled her away. "Damn, that guy had a
big dick," said the boy, before Bull lost the mike.

Bull caught the couple again heading to the ground floor and
disappearing off into the dunes. They returned ten minutes later,
the guy leaving the girl and looking embarrassed, the girl looked
pissed and desperate. "Why the fuck do I keep picking losers?"
said the girl to herself.

It was getting late and the party had thinned out. Here and
there, enhanced black men were fooling around with white women
and girls, some they had brought, others they had seduced at the
party. The girl was wandering around now encountering these
couples. She'd spot the occasional black cock with white lips
kissing it, or see an eleven inch, black, veiny monstrosity
disappearing in a married woman's pussy and she'd get a wild look
in her eye. Bull looked away from the screen as Latrell stood up,
his pants were tented out. "Shit, I think I got enough tape for
my video. I need to go get me some of that hot bitch's pussy
again.

Bull returned to watching the pale girl. She ran into Latrell on
the stairs to the upstairs level. "Hey sweet thing," said
Latrell. "I got what you're looking for right here." Latrell
cupped his cock and balls.

The girl hesitated, staring at the outline of his cock. "No,
I'm...not, I'm looking for a friend of mine, blonde, big chest."

"Ginger?"

"Yes, you know her?"

"Yeah, I know her," said Latrell grinning. "Follow me." They
walked upstairs to one of the many bedrooms. Latrell opened it
and the girl walked in.

Ginger was naked on all fours facing the door. A giant black man
kneeled behind her fucking her like a dog. Ginger's face was
sweaty and looked crusted with dozens of loads of sperm. The
busty blonde was struggling to hold herself up as the black man
pounded his cock into her with tremendous force. Ginger's huge
breasts were swinging ponderously each time the black man slammed
his cock into her.

The girl looked at the scene with an expression that suggested
she was both entranced and horrified. Latrell walked up to the
bed and started stripping. "What are you doing?" asked the girl
shocked.

"I'm joining them. Why don't you join us and we'll make it a
foursome?"

The girl shook her head and Ginger opened her eyes seeing the
newcomers for the first time. "Oh god, oh god, oh Mandy, you
don't know what you're missing. It's sooo good. fuck me with that
big black cock. Oh god, cumming again...fuck me."

So her name was Mandy. Bull watched her back out of the room
staring at her friend as she wrapped her lips around Latrell's
cock while Willie continued to fuck her. Bull was almost rooting
for the girl, her will power was so amazing. She's either deeply
in love with someone or she really hates black men, he thought
wishing his cock were normal and he could be the one to introduce
her to black cock. He had given up feeling sorry for himself a
long time ago, but her innocent beauty had his cock hard and he
longed to sink it in her.

Mandy ran downstairs. She opened a door to the den and saw the
sexy red-head giving head to one of the lifeguards while five
others stood waiting their turn. "Allison!" exclaimed Mandy. The
other girl, the brunette with the big tits was laying on the
floor nude holding her belly, sperm pooled on the floor dripping
out of the corner of her mouth.

The black getting the blow job groaned, "Hey, we're seeing
how..ugh...much cum..urh...these two sluts...ahh...can swall..."
He grunted and Mandy watched as sperm dripped out of Allison's
chin. The redhead choked and the black guy's huge cock flew up
out of her mouth splattering enough sperm to fill a mug against
Allison's face. There was more sperm in the black man's one wad
then in every hook up Mandy ever had combined. Allison fell over
coughing up cum and holding her belly. "That's four each," said
the guy she had just sucked off.

"Think you could do four, Mandy?" It was Booker, he was walking
towards her, his huge cock bobbing before him.

"Jesus...I'm...tell them I'm going back to the motel," said
Mandy, backing out into the hallway.

"Well brothas," said one of the black lifeguards, "Lets see which
slut can take the most in her pussy."

Bull watched the girl walk down the hall. Suddenly, she stopped
and reached for Bull's bedroom door knob.

*****************

Mandy saw two of the giant black men coming towards her down the
hall and one wasn't even wearing pants. Mandy tried the closest
door to avoid them. She didn't trust herself anymore, she had
almost fallen to her knees before Booker and another part of her
wished she were in Ginger’s place getting used and treated like a
slut by two black men.

Mandy quickly entered the room and shut the door. The room
smelled funny, but enticing. She reached out and found a light
switch.

The room was sparsely furnished. Several stained posters of girls
in bikinis covered the walls and there were more stains on the
walls themselves. A pile of dirty magazines sat beside the bed,
as did a crusty towel. Mandy had caught her brother masturbating
once and  seen his crusty tissues sitting beside his bed. The
towel looked for the world like those tissues, but magnified a
thousand fold.

Beside the bed was a waste basket filled with long balloons like
the kind clowns used to make balloon animals. The ends had been
cut off to make the holes bigger and the tips bulged out, filled
with some substance.

"I use them to trys to reduce the mess," said a voice.

Mandy looked up, a grossly fat black man was standing by another
door. She could see lit computer screens in the other room before
the door closed. "Who are you?"

"I'm Bull. Who you and whats you doin in my room?"

"Mandy. I'm sorry, I just wandered in here." The man was fat and
ugly, but his presence was as masculine and powerful as the other
black men, and to some extent, even more so. The man appeared to
have a log shoved under his sweat pants. The outline of a cock so
big it would never fit in any woman, tented out his sweats under
the man's enormous belly.

"It's alrights, I don't gets many visitas in heres."

"Thanks. What did you mean when you said that you use these
balloons to reduce the mess?"

"I use thems to catch my cum."

Mandy was flabbergasted. She wanted to leave, but the black man
had walked around and was now blocking the exit. She looked down
at his monstrous bulge.

"You wants to see it?"

The fat man started tugging his sweats down before she could
respond. The thick black root that revealed itself was thicker
then her forearm. More of his super-cock was exposed as the man
struggled to get more of his pants off. It stuck with about nine
inches revealed and the fat man was having trouble getting the
rest off. He waddled over to her and Mandy took an involuntary
step back. "Pulls it the rest of the ways off, Mandy. Please, it
hurts."

Mandy's trembling hand reached out as if it had a mind of it's
own and grabbed the hem of his sweats. She stretched them out and
down revealing more of his cock, until with a tug, she freed the
big head and the monster cock shot up into the air. It hovered
pointing at an angle toward the roof for a moment before falling
ponderously back down to point parallel to the floor. The head
alone was bigger then her fist, a pee slit as big as her eye
peeked out from the foreskin. Underneath his huge eighteen inch
cock, two balls the size of melons hung low and heavy in a
stretched black nut-sack. "Dear god" she whispered.

"Please Mandy, it hurts so bad."

Mandy stared fascinated at the huge dick. The dark black color
had a reddish tint, it was so swollen. It really did look like it
hurt. She felt sorry for the fat man, he needed to cum so bad.
"You poor thing," she said, looking down at it.

"Touch it, that mights help me."

Mandy had hated blacks her entire life. Her father and mother had
told her constantly how worthless, untrustworthy, and lazy they
were. How lying, stealing, and drug addiction was in their genes.
Here was the most disgusting black man she had even seen standing
just inches from her and as she inhaled his manly smell, she
wanted nothing more then to help get him off. She reached out and
touched the head, jerking her hand back as he came.

Only he hadn't cum. It was merely precum squirting out from the
long pee slit on his huge cock head. The thing was starting to
ooze precum in amounts greater then her white boyfriend's entire
orgasms.

Mandy reached out and touched his cock again, avoiding the
precum. She wanted a closer look and fell to her knees, her face
just inches from his cock head, the huge cock completely filling
her field of vision. She pulled back on the shaft, watching as
the entire apple-sized head emerged from the foreskin. Her other
hand came up and soon she was caressing it with both hands and
then stroking it. She got precum on her hands and she no longer
cared, it helped coat the cock, making it easier to stroke him.

Mandy leaned closer, breathing deeply through her nose as the
smell emanating from his cock grew. She leaned so close that her
nose was touching his shaft and then she was kissing it. Her
tongue flickered out, licking up the shaft to the head, tasting
his precum and licking into his pee-slit for more. Bull seemed to
tremble as her tongue licked back and forth along the sensitive
tip of his cock.

Bull pulled back, almost causing Mandy to fall forwards she was
so focused on his cock. He backed up to the bed and laid down,
the mattress sagging under his huge weight. "Strip for me," he
said.

Mandy stood and began removing her clothes. She was wearing a
sexy two piece blue outfit that showed off her thin waist, belly,
and complimented her pale skin. She quickly removed it and stood
in her sexy bra and panties from "Hidden Closet". She quickly
removed them too and found herself waiting...wanting his
approval.

"You is one sexy slut." Mandy beamed at him, glad that he liked
what he saw and stood waiting expectantly. "You may comes plays
with my cock again." She moved over to the bed and took his cock
in hand again. "No," said Bull. "Lays across me, I wants to taste
that pussy."

Mandy climbed across his enormous belly. It wasn't uncomfortable,
actually it was kind of like laying across a large bean bag
chair, though underneath the fat was a hard layer of muscle. She
started jerking and licking his cock again vaguely aware that he
was pulling her ankles apart. She got the shock of her life when
his tongue shot into her pussy. It felt bigger then her last
lover's penis and Bull used it skillfully. She found herself
having a long overdue orgasm as she came all over his face. The
black man actually seemed to enjoy licking her pussy, his
prehensile tongue causing her to squirm with pleasure.
Mandy tried to ignore her pussy to concentrate on getting him
off. She gripped his enormous cock with both hands and began
stroking it while licking around the head. She pictured Booker's
huge cock, Devon's, King's straining at his swimsuit in the hot
tub, the look on Ginger's face as a huge black cock pounded her
pussy and Mandy realized she was a fool. Black cocks were what
was missing from her sex life. Black cock was what she needed,
not the limp dicked white boys she had encountered all week or
the boy who came after three minutes on the booze cruise. She
stroked Bull as rapidly as she could, several orgasms throwing
off her rhythm. Just as her arms became to tired to move his cock
exploded.

A wad of hot pudding slammed against her face with enough force
to push her head back and hard enough that it stung a little.
Another wave of sperm hit her face before she had even brought
her head back from the first one. She clamped her lips around the
pee-slit gagging as a third wad filled her mouth quicker then she
could swallow, squirting out the sides of her mouth. Mandy closed
her lips to keep from drowning as another wad engulfed her jaw,
sperm shooting around the sides of her face. His tongue was going
crazy in her pussy as he came and it gave her the biggest orgasm
of her life.

Mandy must have passed out briefly because the next thing she
knew, she was cumming again. She was on her back and Bull had
pushed her legs up and back, while squeezing her breasts
together. He was fucking his slick cock between her legs, the
thick shaft rubbing against her pussy lips, while the end slid
between her breasts. The head was poking her chin and she moved
her head down to lick it. Bull's cock was just as hard as it had
been the first time. Mandy didn't know how long she had been
passed out, but the sperm on her face was still wet and even a
little warm. He must have an amazing recovery time.

The friction on her wet labia and clit felt too good to deny and
she came again, her hips pushing up into his shaft wishing her
pussy was big enough to take him. The fat man was fucking her
furiously and his stamina was amazing for someone so overweight.
When he came again, it was as much as the first time.

The first wad came out just when his cock was between her
breasts. A wave of cum shot up from between her tits and broke
across her face. The second wad fanned out across her face as he
thrust his cock forward again. Mandy moaned as she got a mouthful
of his tasty sperm.

When he had finished and released her, Mandy climbed up off the
bed. "Jesus, how much do you cum?"

"Enough to fill half a two liter of soda," he replied, breathing
hard and finally looking tired.

"I'm sorry Bull, but I must go. I need to get fucked."

"I understand. Here," he said pulling a fresh towel out from
under the bed and tossed it to her.

Mandy cleaned his cum off her body. "I'm sorry Bull, I'd fuck you
if I could. I wish I could."

"I wish you coulds too, baby, but I understands."

Mandy nodded sadly at him and bent down to grab her clothes. She
didn't bother dressing, she knew where she was going. She left
Bull's room and walked naked down the hall, hoping the lifeguards
hadn't drained themselves with her friends. She opened the door
and said, "Got room for one more?"

Vicki was riding Devon's cock and had Booker's stuck in her ass.
She was sucking the cock of a man standing before her and on top
of that had a black cock in each hand, slowly stroking them.
Allison was on her back getting fucked by one black guy, while
another sat on her belly, sliding his cock through her tits. It
was so big, she was sucking on the head each time he thrust
forwards. The two black guys, Vicki was fisting pulled free of
her grip and approached Mandy.

Soon, she joined her friends on the floor and learned what
getting fucked truly meant.
    ********************

Mandy woke up well past dawn. Her jaw, ass and pussy were sore,
but pleasantly so. There was so much sperm between her legs, it
had crusted and hardened, making her legs hard to close. She
remembered at least five guys cumming in her pussy, two in her
ass, and she had beat her friends, swallowing five loads of cum
back to back. There were probably many more, men kept coming to
the room, she had fallen asleep while one fucked her and assumed
there had been others.

The door opened and Bull stood there. "Time to go ladies, gets
out now."

"Can't we shower first?" asked Vicki, holding her head as she
woke up.

"No, gets outs now." He winked at Mandy affectionately as he said
it and she smiled at him. "We're heading back to the city, yous
gots to leave."

The three girls staggered to their feet and slowly dressed. "Bye
Bull," said Mandy, as they passed him.

The three girls entered the main room and saw Mr. King walking
down the stairs carrying Ginger. He set her down and she said,
"Thank you, sir."

"No problem," replied Solomon King. "Think about my offer."

"I will sir."

"Now it's time to go ladies, you're the last stragglers."

They walked to the deck door and down the outside steps to where
they had first seen Solomon in the hot tub. "What offer?" asked
Mandy to Ginger.

"He wants me to dance in one of his clubs, says my body can make
me a fortune."

"That's great."

"It's a strip club."

"Oh. Too bad."

"I'm considering it."

"What?"

"The clientele are mostly black men."

"I see."

A cleaning van pulled up as the girls hit the beach. Four maids
got out to clean the house. Strangely, all were white, young, and
good-looking. Even stranger, all four were wearing, sexy French
maid type outfits as they unloaded cleaning gear. The girls
stared at the maids as they walked over the dunes.

The several mile walk down the beach was torturous to the four
tired and sore girls. Worse, it was later then they thought and
the beaches were crowded. Men couldn't help staring at four hot
women and they all noticed their disheveled state. Several black
lifeguards whistled as they passed. Booker and Fred sat in the
lifeguard chair before the girl's motel. "S'up ladies," said the
black lifeguard.

"Booker," said Vicki, looking up at him adoringly, "Thank you for
this week. I learned a lot about myself from you. I'm sure gonna
miss you."

"Anytime ladies."

Fred had been staring at Ginger the whole time. "What happened to
you? I looked everywhere for you after you left, I almost went to
the police."

"I'm sorry Fred, but I needed more then you were capable of
giving me."

"What do you mean?"

"Come on man," said Booker, "look at the sperm on her chin and in
her hair. She had black cock last night."

"Bye Fred, Booker," said Ginger, and the four girls headed up the
beach to their motel."

"I really liked her."

"Come off it Fred," said Booker. "There are plenty of sluts out
there, you just have to get to them before I do."

"Fuck you Booker, I'm gonna fuck more girls then you this summer
if it kills me."

"We'll see Fred. Take this hot mama for instance."

A young mother carrying an infant was walking up from the water's
edge towards them. Heavy, milk-laden breasts strained at her
bikini top. She looked up at Fred and smiled at the handsome
lifeguard, then her eyes fell on Booker and lingered, staring at
his massive chest. Her eyes widened as they traveled down his
body towards his tight swimsuit.

"This is going to be a great summer," said Booker.

******************

Allison drove while the other three lightly dozed  in the car.
They were all exhausted, but also depressed to be leaving. Mandy
had been dreaming about the black boys back home when she awoke.
They were nothing like the men of Stony Harbor, deep down she
sensed that she could fuck them all and would probably try as
soon as she got home, but she also knew that they wouldn't
satisfy her needs like the men last night had. The answer was
simple.

"What do you say, we all get summer jobs at Stony Harbor this
summer?" Mandy asked.

Grins slowly spread across the other girls’ faces. “I’m in,” they
replied.

THE END


Author’s Note: Occasionally I throw some real life events into a
story. Pool hopping on the boardwalk with a couple girls was an
event from real life as is the June Bug phenomena. Every June,
for about two weeks, they flock to the beach. I’m too old to
enjoy it now (other then the scenery), but it was fun in my day.