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 Sex with Beth for the past two weeks has been amazing.  She's become
obsessed with sucking my cock.  Her soft, pouty little mouth, those
glistening bubbegum pink lips, the way her tiny tongue will peek out and
climb up the shaft to the tip, all the while lightly playing her
fingernails across by balls.  She will trace her fingernails up and down my
cock, which causes me to flex stiff.  Once I reach my hardest, she then
kisses the head, little kisses at first become longer, then she takes me
into her wet, warm mouth.  She knows me too, knows how to read my shudders,
when to pull back, how to play my instrument so the bliss lasts a long
time. I imagine she's learned her technique from watching porn, but how she
became so good so quickly, I can't figure out.  She can lower her head down
and take in my entire cock without gagging, without feeling much teeth,
unless she wants me to.

   At some point she whispers, "Look at how hard you are" or "That would
feel so good inside me." She will hold the head of my cock in her mouth and
flick her tongue across it, stroking my cock vigorously, her hands slick
with saliva and precum.  At first she pulled away and stroke me to
eruption. I actually shook and groaned aloud the first time, as she milked
and milked the orgasm out of me until I had to wrestle her hand away.  Last
night she didn't pull away however.  I never felt anything so amazing.  She
kept me in her mouth, I almost pushed her away assuming she didn't realize
I was about to cum.  But then she started stroking my cock slower, long,
caressing strokes.  Her head moved in small circles, her tongue slurped up
and down.  She was determined to make me blow in her mouth; determined to
taste my cum.  How I exploded.  I looked down for a moment to see her pale,
young breasts cupped in her black bra.  I watched as the first spurts of my
cum fired into her mouth, how she pulled her head back a bit, but then she
resisted that urge and closed her lips tight around the spasming head.  She
became hungry.  At this point I was gone.  I dropped my head back and
groaned her name aloud.

   When I shuddered out the last bit of cum, she swallowed it down, never
removing her head from my cock, and continued to milk me, this time with
her mouth.  There was an ebb to that orgasim, like a large wave crashing
many times.  The first shuddering spasm extended as she continued to bob
her head, silky black hair spilled over my legs and chest.  I gripped the
bed, even threw a pillow, trying to resist pulling her off.  Eventually she
sucked down the rest of cum, pulled her mouth away, and began to kiss my
chest.  Utterly spent, I could do nothing.  She simply crawled up me,
grinding her eager pussy against my cock, and nestled her head against my
neck, kissing and biting it.  "Did you like that?" she whispered school
girl innocently into my ear.

   I could only answer with a weak, struggled laugh and a nod of the head.
Her fingernails drew trails across my chest and she gently kissed my ear,
flicking her tongue around it.

   I was conquered last night.  I felt bad, I even told her so, after we
got dressed, to which she pouted that she wanted to make me as happy as I
make her.  We curled up on my bed, watched a movie, and halfway through it
I fingered her until she came.  Yes, came - something she never did before
the night we played with the dildo.  Something she does regularly now, but
not yet from my cock.  I didn't think my fingering her to orgasm was an
equal payment for the unmeasurable bliss she brought to me, so I figured I
would make up for it by safely indulging in what I knew was her favorite
fantasy - fucking a black guy.

   I was furious the first time she came, knowing that experience was the
result of a massive black dildo and not me, but I got over myself.  I
wanted her happy.  She did so much for me, meant so much to me, that I
wanted her to experience as much pleasure as she brought me.  I was also
turned on by watching that.  I was aroused and frightened by the thought of
a muscular, well hung black guy holding her down, pounding relentlessly
into her, as her pale body quivered and she came, screaming, over and over.
He would prove his superiority over me, utterly dominating her, taking her
from me.  I began to exclusively surf interracial porn and to my horror not
one black porn star, even amateur guys filmed with shitty cams, had a cock
I could compare to.  I made sure the porn we watched was not what I watched
in private, but knew the thought was still stirring in her head.  Her best
friend had dated several black guys, not sure if dated is the correct term
though, so I knew she heard the stories, was probably even given several
opportunities to explore the truth of those rumors.  Anyway, I know she
wanted to watch an interracial flick, but she must have know how I felt and
decided to be shy about it.

   But after last night, I had to pay her back somehow.  Show her how much
I trusted her.

   My bed faces a large TV on the wall.  That TV is hooked up to my
computer so we can lay in bed and watch movies.  Before she came over
tonight, I set up a webcam on top of that TV and hooked up my wireless
keyboard to the computer.  I also made an account on one of the pay sex cam
sites.  I gave us fake names and used the username KreepyKouple696.  She
loved silly names like that, I knew she'd love this one.

   "What's brewing in that deviant head of yours?", Beth asked when she saw
the porn site and the keyboard on the bed.  She was dressed in her typical
trashy goth style - black eye make up a little thick, but in a cute, young
way, torn band t-shirt which gave a glimpse of her perky, pale B cup
breasts in her simple, black bra, and a long black skirt.

   "You'll like it, trust me."

   She squealed with glee when she saw our name, not recognizing what I was
doing at first.I didn't post any pictures of us, but asked Beth if she
wanted to write her description.

   "What is this?" Her beautiful, bright grey eyes matched her cute
expression.  That look was made irresistible with the milky curve of
breasts glimpsing up, through her tattered shirt.

   "It's a sex site.  A webcam sex site.  Basically we can watch people
fuck and can even talk back to them.  That thing records audio."

   "And video.  You want to make a porn with me!" She said in mock
surprise.

   "Well, we can do that too." I shot a sly smile back.

   "You are so bad!" She leaned over and kissed me hard, guiding my hand to
her breast.  I groped over the shirt at first, then slipped my hand up the
shirt and beneath the bra to pinch her nipple hard.

   "I, uh, kinda already met a couple I thought would be fun to talk to." I
said, cautiously watching her response.  She smiled, giving me a playful
disappointed shake of her head, and pulled off her shirt.  Then her bra, to
reveal those gorgeous breasts.  I just can't go on enough how much I loved
those plump handfuls, the faint pink areolas, and tiny hard nipples.  I
can't imagine anyone failing to become aroused at the mere sight of her
perfect, young breasts.

   In seconds, she was naked and hiding under the covers.  Completely.  As
I navigated the site she burrowed under the covers, making monster noises
and laughing, then kicking me off the bed.  Eventually, having wormed
around to pop her head out from the foot of the covers, she glared at me.

   "You now I might not approve of this." She looked angry or at least was
trying very hard to look that way.

   "Babe, I'm -"

   "You better fuck me good." A crack in her stern mask appeared with a
smirk.

   I sat down on the bed.  She pulled up my shirt and bit me hard.  I lept
off the bed and she laughed, returning under the covers making the "duh
nuh, duh nuh" Jaws sounds.

   "Here they are.  Check these guys out."

   When she popped up at the top of the bed, she stopped laughing.  I could
almost hear her silent gasp.  I pulled up a live feed of the couple named
Lionandkitten.  I emailed James the other day explaining that I wanted to
have a two way sex chat and he agreed.  His girlfriend, Lisa, was beautiful
and very different from Beth.  She had larger breasts, tan skin, and long
blond hair.  She looked like a cheerleader.  I doubt Beth saw her though.
Lisa was busy stroking James' hard cock and Beth couldn't get her eyes off
of him.  He was easily 6'4 and everything about him was big.  He had a
huge, beastly football player body.  His cocky smile stared back at us,
even though our cam wasn't on yet.

   "Hey, ya'll inside there?" He commented, swinging a hand in our
direction.  I couldn't believe how hung he was, how long and thick his cock
was - it rose past his belly button and Lisa couldn't fit her hand around
the girth.  I actually began to tremble, now concerned about turning the
camera on.  "Let's go kid.  Let's see what your girl's got for me." His
voice was deep and commanding.  It was like a spell on Beth, I saw her hand
disappear under the covers to touch herself.  I looked back to her,
wordlessly asking if she wanted to continue.  I doubt I could have spoke,
my mouth was so dry.  She smiled back at me and nodded in the direction of
the camera.

   "Getting real bored over here, little man." With that he took a huge
hand and placed it on the back of Lisa's head, forcefully lowering her head
onto his cock.  She looked to resist a little, but there was no way she
could fight him.  She stretched her mouth open and was able to take the
head of his cock into her mouth.  Staring at the cam, through the cam, into
Beth's eyes, he jacked off using Lisa's mouth.  It didn't seem to phase
him, as much as she stroked both his cock and his huge ball sack, he
continued staring, unflinching, visually bragging at his stamina and power.
She pressed a hand against his chest, trying to indicate he was pushing her
down a little too hard, but he ignored that.  She choked and gagged, then
he pulled her head off, and disappeared off the camera.

   "You fucking with me, kid?  I'm gone." He picked up the remote, gave the
camera the finger, but before he could terminate our connection, I flipped
our camera on.

   By this point Beth was on her knees, the covers fallen away, revealing
her perky 18 year old breasts, nipples pointed hard.  When the camera
flipped on, his eyes opened wide.

   "Damn girl.  I'm gonna break Lisa thinking of you."
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