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 The hotel was the downtown Best Western.  Art would book the room, and
Sabrina would check in first.  Art would join her about an hour or so
later. She would always be waiting for him in a baby doll, and the pair
would make wild love.  Sabrina adored his having his giant black cock
inside of her, and he liked making the white girl squirm.  Playful
spankings and nipple pinches and twists were part of their sex.  Art also
explored her anus with his fingers; he knew he would never get his cock in
there.

   Tonight Art had promised her a surprise.  Sabrina was wearing a sheer,
white baby doll with a matching thong that came just to her waist.  It tied
in the front.  She looked delicious.  She sat on the edge of the bed,
brushed her hair, and waited for her lover.

   Art arrived on time.  He greeted the girl with a kiss, and went right to
work on her.  Tonight, however, was different.  He teased Sabrina.  He had,
during their lovemaking sessions, paid close attention to when the girl was
close to a climax.  The last session he had teased her, taking her to the
edge and backing off.  He made her beg for his cock.  Tonight, he tortured
her with his foreplay.

   Sabrina was naked, and Art was in his boxers.  He had pinched and
twisted her nipples until she cried, and now he was chewing on them.  He
had a finger in her anus and was playing with her pearl.  The girl was
basically a pile of jelly.

   "Tell me," he said, his voice husky, "what you will do for my cock. 
What will you do to have me put it in you?"

   "Any...thing," she gasped.  "Any...thing...you...want!  Oh!  Pleaaase!"

   "Anything?" asked Art.

   "Yessssssss!" Sabrina hissed.

   Art grinned.  He tortured her some more, and then finally removed his
boxers.  He stroked his cock a few times, and then slowly mounted Sabrina.
She spread wide and wrapped her legs around his hips to take all off him.
Art slowly penetrated the girl, pushing all of him inside of her.

   Art fucked her slowly, his thrust long, strong, and with purpose.  But
he went slowly.  He wanted to the torture of this white girl to continue as
long as possible.  And he was succeeding.

   Sabrina climaxed as soon as Art entered her.  She clung to him tightly.
Art's slow thrust made her climax a second time, and shortly after her
second climax, Art climaxed.  He held his cock inside of her as far as it
would go, until he lost his erection.  Sabrina hung on to him tightly.

   When Art relaxed, he untangled himself from the naked girl.  He went to
the bathroom, peed, washed his hands and face, and then entered the room
and put on his boxers and pants.  Sabrina was relaxing, naked, on the bed.
Art sat on the edge of the bed and stroked the girl's face.  Sabrina looked
at her lover and smiled.  Then Art moved to some nipple play.

   "How was that, baby?" he asked.

   "You get better every time, honey," said Sabrina.  "But why don't you
stay naked?  You know I love to feel your cock, even when it is soft."

   "It's just my way, baby," said Art, grinning.  "White girls gotta beg
for this thing."

   Sabrina giggled; she had begged on several occasions.  And tonight was
one of them.  "I don't mind begging."

   Art smiled and continued with the nipple play.  Then he started to pinch
and twist.  The twists and pinches were hard and mean.  Sabrina's nipples
were already sensitive from Art's previous rough play.  Now, she was in
agony.  The tears came to her eyes and she grabbed Art's wrist.  But she
did not push him away.  And Art continued with the torture, pinching,
twisting, and releasing at just the right interval.

   "Anything I say?" asked Art.

   "Anything!" Sabrina gasped.

   Art teased a bit more.  Then he went and opened the door to the room. 
Another black man entered.  This one was short and fat.

   "Sam is a good friend," said Art.  "He's a Mandingo, just like me.  And
he's never been with a white woman."