Interaccial They were now just moments away from their crib and Carrie remain as their captive
with her waist still propped up in the air and her legs spread wide. She knew they were
getting closer to their hangout because she noticed he is now making left and right turns
more frequently as if he's driving in a residential area. Then she feels go off the paved
road on to what felt like a dirt road that was quite bumpy. Her body was shifting left to
right, up and down, and all around as the van encountered the rougher terrain. It was
embarrassing for her.....her hips were being thrust into the air as if to expose her vagina
even more, and the feeling of being tossed around reminded her of her vulnerability in
this situation..........
As the van pulls up to their crib, Meat says, "Mutha' fucka!, it's Killer and his
homi's",....."keep da bitch down and keep her ass quiet!" Not that Carrie was planning on
giving her position away..........the last thing she wanted was have to more gangmembers
see her! Meat got out to talk to Killer, who was with three carloads of his homi's.
Evidently, Meat owed Killer some cash from a previous drug deal and Killer didn't seem
like he was goin' to leave without payment.
Tyrone told Bone and Iggy to "cover da bitch up wit da blanket and throw shit on top"!
Then they all exited the back of the van. Carrie was now completely alone in the van,
naked underneath blankets and clothing she found in the back of the van , far from home
and hearing what seem to be a growing disaggreement between Meat and Killer.
Carrie noticed of the clothing that she had found, there was a white babydoll summer
dress that was a bit wrinkled. She thought to heself that this dress must have come from
another girl they had raped. Why else would it be in the back of their van? She also
thought, "Why isn't this dress ripped to shreds like my clothing?" Without moving too
much, not causing the van to bounce, she quietly slipped on the dress which landed the
hemline of the dress just below her knees, and then she retreated back under the blanket,
now wearing just the dress and her white cotton lace socks.
Although Meat was big and in charge, he seemed a little stand-offish against
Killer.......All of a sudden, Carrie heard something that totally frightened her,.........Killer
said "fine mutha fucka,....You ain't got my cash......I take yur ride 'til you come up wit da
cash....... Meat was tryin' to reason with Killer, but there was no reasoning at this point.
Killer ordered a couple of his boys to get in the van and drive Interaccial you want me to do this?"
"Tonight. It has to be tonight. We don't know how much longer they'll be staying. We
need you Mrs. Simmons. Will you help us get our job backs? . . . and nab Mr. Big?"
Christy wanted to help but she was nervous. "Can't any of the other FBI agents
help you?"
"Not while we're under suspension. They could get suspended too for helping us. We
need an outsider. This guy is real scum, Mrs. Simmons. Even worse than those insurance
con-artists. This dirt bag sells drugs to kids in school. He's ruining young lives. He's
destroying our community. He has to be taken out."
"Well, since you put it that way, I guess I have no choice." Besides, Christy reasoned,
it wasn't like she had anything better to do.
They all shook hands in agreement. Smith and Jenkins looked through her closets but
couldn't find any appropriate outfits. They drove Christy over to the nearby mall and took
her into Bella Donna's. They picked out a short black dress, matching shoes and red panties
and had Christy put them on there.
The dress was basically a tight wrap that buttoned down the front. There were seven
buttons that held the dress together. Two thin straps ran over her shoulders, holding the
dress up. Her shoulders and arms were left bare. The dress started a few inches below
her collar bone and ran down to the middle of her thighs. The material clung to her curves
tightly, doing a good job of showing off her 37C-29-33 figure. Christy put on the red silk
panties and the black 4 inch heel shoes. She exited the changing room and was greeted by
whistles from the FBI agents.
"Why didn't you give me a . . . bra?" Christy whispered the last word.
"Well, Mrs. Simmons, when you walk over to your target, well . . . let's just say
he's more likely to notice you if there's a little . . . jiggle. You understand."
"Mmmmm . . . ok, if you say so. What now?"
They took Christy over to the Marriott, giving her some tips on how to behave. As they
neared the hotel, Christy was becoming very excited. This was different then simply letting
two men into her house and allowing them to molest her. Now she was acting like a real
secret agent, getting into a character and trying to deceive a couple of drug runners. She
decided that she would pretend she was one of those sexy women she saw on the daytime soaps,
the kind of woman who could pick up a man in a bar and do anything she wanted with him. Since
her husband was out of town there was no reason to tell him about this adventure, either.
Jenkins showed Christy a picture of the man she was suppose to keep occupied. She
was startled to see that he was black. "Well, of course he would be," she thought to herself,
"he's a drug runner after-all." He wasn't bad looking for a black man. He looked more
muscular than Terrance, the black insurance scammer who took advantage of her last month.
This guy looked tougher, more dangerous. The agents also showed her a picture of his partner
who might be there. He looked very similar to the first guy. They could almost be brothers.
He had that same criminal look to him. It was about 8:45 when they arrived at the hotel.
Christy walked through the well-lit lobby and into the darker bar. There were six
tables spread out through the floor and a long bar with about 12 stools, which were half full.
The tables had round tops and a center post. There were no cloths on them. Four of the tables
had people sitting at them and a waitress ran back and forth between them. Christy felt
herself slipping into character, adopting the persona of a sexy single woman on the make.
Excitement rushed through her. She had never acted like this before. It was fun and
empowering.
As she walked over to the bar to order a drink and find a spot to casually look around,
a hand grabbed her forearm. She stopped in her tracks and looked down at the man who held
her. It was him! Christy was startled but quickly composed herself as she smiled down at him.
He was sitting alone at a table in the center of the room. He looked even tougher in real life.
His brown silk suit sparkled in the candle light from the table.
"Hey Black Cock Blog Julia Ann Blacks On Cougars She reluctanly moved into a kneeling position. He pulled out a very
large penis that was ten inches long and about five inches in gerth, and it wasn't fully
erect yet. He ordered her to suck his cock! She was so small and his penis was so large
that she could only get the thick head and about an inch or two more of his cock in her
mouth.
Carrie sits kneeling in her white cotton lace socks sucking this huge cock as she is
ordered to stand up and turn around. She is then ordered to bend over, and she knows
that she is now about to be penetrated by this huge penis! Killer puts saliva on the head
of his cock to make it nice and slippery. He then orders Carrie to back into his cock! As
she backs into his penis and it hits her vagina lips, she thinks to herself that this penis is
going to rip her open. Once again she is ordered to slide his cock into her pussy! She
can't believe how huge it is! She could feel his penis touching the inner walls of her
upper thigh at the base of her buttocks, on both sides! She could not believe what was
about to happen to her! It has now grown to over thirteen inches and nearly seven inches
in gerth!
She cannot believe that he thinks she can take this! She backs on to his penis
cautiously, feeling the incredible width of this cock. Suprisingly, but with pain, she feels
the head of his cock penetrate her tight hole as she lets out a painfull whimper,...which
excites the crowd as they yell,..."fuck dat bitch!,....Shove it all the way in Killer!" Two
gangmembers grab Carrie and start pushing and pulling her back and forth on his cock.
First a couple of inches to get her lubricated,....she whimpers and whines about the pain
as Killer looks down at this tiny white girl's ass with his huge cock inside of her about
three to four inches and per pussy walls spread a good three and a half inches! She is
being stretched out and the gangmembers love it! She whimpers and sighs knowing that
she has a long way to go before this ordeal is over!
The two gangmembers now slid Carrie back some more on Killer's penis and Carrie
had never felt anything like this in her vagina ever before! Her boyfriend was only about
five and a half inches long and maybe......three inchess in total gerth. She wondered how
may other women had this guy abused with this monster size penis! Killer could look
down and see more of his cock disappearing into Carrie's pussy as he holds her where
she's bent over for leverage, and as the gangmembers slide her farther down, then pulled
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and stepped out of them. Just as she did, she looked up and saw that the waitress had returned
and was waiting to take their drink orders. Christy gulped and lay her panties on the table.
Dominic clapped his hands and said, "I knew a girl this hot would be wearing red! Cough
up the dough, Jules."
As Christy sat down she saw Julius pull a thick wad of hundreds out of his jacket. He
peeled one off and flicked it at Dominic. Christy reached for her panties but Dominic snatched
them away.
"This is my real prize," he said, sniffing the silk. Christy blushed again.
The waitress rolled her eyes. Dominic ordered three more Tequila Sunrises. When the
waitress left Dominic put his arm back around Christy and then placed his hand back on
her knee. Julius put his palm back on her belly. Both men leaned in close to her. Christy
was feeling very uncomfortable but she wasn't sure how to get them to stop without offending
them. She tried to ignore her discomfort. After all, it wasn't so bad. Their hands felt so
warm and powerful. Their massaging was gentle, almost loving. These men weren't trying to
take scam her or take advantage of her like those bastards last month. These guys were
just passionate. They really seemed to think she was sexy.
As Dominic moved his hand towards her thigh, Julius slid his fingers up Christy's
belly, over her ribs, up the underside of her breast and towards her nipple. Christy
caught her breath and held it. She couldn't believe how these men were feeling her up
in the middle of this crowded bar. She was glad they hadn't invited her back to their room
but she was still shocked at their brazenness. The waitress returned with their drinks
and the men broke off their advances, to Christy's relief.
"A toast," said Dominic, "to the most beautiful white woman I have ever seen."
"Here, here!" cheered Julius.
"Oh, why thank you," replied Christy, touched by their sweet words.
The men took deep swallows of their drinks and set them down, returning their hands
to Christy's body. She was startled and almost choked on her drink. Dominic ran his fingers
up Christy's inner thigh, approaching the hem of her dress. Julius slid his fingers over her
right nipple, swirled around it twice and moved over towards the center of her chest.
"What a smooth fabric," Julius whispered in her ear. The soft breeze tickled her. She
let out a little laugh which Julius took as a signal to continue. He kissed her ear and
licked her lobe. The warm sensation sent a tingling down her spine, melting her muscles.
Christy threw her head back, being over-whelmed by all the intimate contact.
Julius moved his fingers along the top of her dress, stopping over her top button and
popped it open. His hand slowly slid down to the second button and flicked that one open,
too. Christy was barely aware of it though because Dominic's hand had moved up her between
her thighs and reached her moistened pussy. She let out a soft moan when his fingertips first
brushed against her uncovered pussy lips. Julius thought she was reacting to him, though, so
he moved his hand down to the third button, just below her breasts, and opened it. The
stretched fabric covering her breasts quickly parted, revealing her ample cleavage. Since her
breasts were packed tightly into the dress, they pushed together making her cleavage quite
deep. Christy glanced around, hoping no one else in the bar had noticed, but the three guys
at the table across from theirs, about six feet away, were watching them and laughing.
Christy tried to ignore them and focus on the pleasant sensations from Dominic's fingers on
her pussy.
Julius ran his hand slowly down to the fourth button, just over her belly button, and
unfastened it, too. The top of her dress spread opened further, exposing her breasts almost to
the areolas. Julius slid his fingers up, pushing into her naked cleavage. He flattened
his hand out, covering most of the inside of the left breast. He slid his palm over, moving
his hand under the dress, and covered her nipple. He gently squeezed her breast. Christy
let out another Mandingo Pic Sex Movies own nucleus. They were amazed at what they
saw......
Carrie just looked at them with frightened eyes, and it felt to her, like time was
standing still. She was suprised that there reaction was so calm. It was odd, none of the
gangmembers said anything, although they were pleased with what they saw. One black
guy slowly walked away looking back a couple of times as he walked away. He was
headed over to tell Killer, who was in the house with a bunch of other gangmembers and
a few black girls, what they had discovered in the back of the van. All of a
sudden,....Killer stands up from the couch he was sitting on and ordered that "Time for
you bitches to goooo home"!
The mood totally changed in the room. There was a little
protest from the girls, but not from the guys,......they knew better! The guys thought,
Ahhhh fuck, "What da' fuck is up!?" "What da fuck is he doin kickin da pussy out da
crib!?" As the girls were walking out to leave the party, they noticed a big crowd around
the van, but it was too crowded for them to see what was happening. As they were
walking by, Carrie heard one of the black girls say Jokingly, "Dey probly got some white
bitch in da van!" Little did that girl know how right she was!
Killer, along with all the other gangmembers in the house, walked out to the van and
noticed from the steps of the house, all the guys standing around the van looking in as if
there was food in there and they hadn't eaten for days! Every gangmember that was
there, was now standing around the van. An opening was made for Killer to walk
through the other gangmembers, from the house to the van. Killer was pleasantly
suprised to see this frightened little white girl in her babydoll dress and lace socks. He
immediately ordered the other blacks to bring her into the house. She was snatched from
the back of the van in an instant. Their efforts to remove her from the van was met with
little resistance. Carrie knew her fate was sealed, and that there was no escape from this
mob of about thirty black gangmembers.
Four gangmembers each grabbed a limb and simultaneously hoisted her off of her
feet. She made a whimper of helplessness as they carried her by her upper arms and by
the bend in her knees, rather than hands and feet. The two gangmembers carrying her by
the legs, were about three feet apart from each other while hurrying her to the house,
causing her legs to be spread apart that same distance Her babydoll dress was hanging
flat over her vagina and down between her legs from the gravity of how she was being
carried.
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at the same time. Drops of pre-cum oozed out of the ends. Christy eagerly lapped it up. The
semen tasted a little saltier than the cum she had drunk last month. Still, it was
tasty.
Dominic thrust his hips forward, knocking Julius out of the way and pushing his cock
into her mouth. Christy opened wide to accept it. She sucked on the hard black cock while
she continued jacking both with her hands. Her head bobbed back and forth, savoring the feel
of the warm cock flesh in her mouth. She was beginning to enjoy this sordid act. After blowing
Dominic for awhile, she felt Julius' dickhead pressing on her lips, trying to squeeze past the
cock in her mouth. She pulled Dominic's dick out of her lips and sucked in Julius into her
open mouth. He was so big she could barely get the head in. She stretched her lips even wider
as he crammed his dick down her throat. Soon she could feel the head banging against her
tonsils. Christy was over-come with passion and sucked with wild abandon.
Before she knew what was happening, Julius withdrew from her mouth and both cocks
were pulled from her hands. She opened her eyes, fearing for a moment that they had been
discovered. The two black men were still fully clothed in their suits even though Christy
was bare-assed naked. Dominic reached down and, grabbing her arms, pulled her to her feet.
Julius walked over to a near-by lounge chair, his cock bouncing before him as he walked. He
lay down on the chair as Dominic led Christy over to him. Julius' cocks stood straight up,
like a big black flag pole. With his hands on her bare hips, Dominic guided her body over
Julius. Her knees were spread around his hips, resting on the chair. Her pussy hovered over
his stiff cock. This isn't what she wanted to happen but it was too late to say no.
She lowered her body onto his dick. The large head pressed her pussy lips apart. Christy
let out a loud moan as his cock probed deep into her moist love canal. She began moving
her hips up and down, riding his hard cock. She had never felt so filled. They fucked like
animals, him dressed in his silk suit and her completely naked. She held onto the smooth
fabric over his bulky arms, trying to steady herself. Julius reached up and grabbed her
shoulders and pulled her down to him. He gave her a deep soul kiss, their tongues
intertwining. Christy was in ecstasy. She felt an orgasm start to build.
A shock broke through her haze when she felt something press against her asshole.
"Oh, no!" she thought. Dominic was going to fuck her in the ass. Julius held her shoulders
in a tight grip. She couldn't move. She screamed as Dominic's cock pried apart her sphincter.
Julius kept sliding in and out of her pussy as Dominic slowly worked his cock down her
dark hole. More and more of his fat dick jammed into her asshole. Christy, breathless,
anxiously looked around to see if anybody could see her being double fucked. She didn't see
anyone, though there were shadows moving around in some of the windows. Both cocks were now
thrusting rapidly in and out of her. Her pussy and asshole were filled to the max with thick
black cock. She screamed again, this time not from pain, but rather from the powerful orgasm
that sent shudders throughout her body. Her climax left her in such a blissful daze that she
could barely hear the shouts of "Shut the fuck up!" coming from a few of the windows.
Still delirious, she said to the men screwing her, "Please, please . . . cum in my
mouth!" She couldn't believe it when she heard herself say it. Why had she said it? It was
so disgusting when those insurance men came on her face last month. But now it was all she
wanted. Christy couldn't wait to taste cum again.
The men laughed and pulled out of her abused holes. With their hands on her shoulders
they pushed her down onto her knees on the grass and they stood over her, their hard cocks
bouncing off her mouth. They began jacking their own dicks, pumping their sweaty wet cocks
fast. Christy tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide, Desiree Diamond Cumbang out, her legs spread widely to take his huge wet tool, the violence and wildness
had further induced her body to betray her as her clitoris continue to be punched in and
pulled out!,...punched in and pulled out!,...punched in and pulled out!,.....grabbing my
tits,..pulling my nipples,...fucking my vagina,... fucking my vagina,... fucking my
vagina,....fucking my vaggggiiiiinnnnnn,...OHHHHHHHH MYYYYYY
GOOOOODDDDDDD!!!,......I'M
CUUUUUUUMMMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGG!!!!!!.she thought wildly to herself..I
CAN'T BELIIIEEEVVVVEEE IT!!!,...I CCCAAAANNNNN'TTTTTT
BEELLLIIIEEEVVVEEE IIIITTTTT!!!!!!! FUUUUCCCKKKIIIINNNNGGGG
MMYYYY VVAAAGGGIIIINNNNAAA!!!!!!,....OOOOHHHHH MMMMYYYY
GGGOOOOOODDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!,.......her body now lunging back and forth blindly,
unconsciously,......picking her own ass up in the air to make sure that her clitoris
continues to be punched in and pulled out by by this huge cock,..........and
then..........................OOOOHHHHH MMMMMMYYYYYY
GGGOOOODDDDDD!!!!!!!!SHE YELLED!!!!!!!!!as Killer continued to pound her and
all the hands that were still pulling on her nipples and roughly massaging her breasts,
now many hands all over her body by many gangmembers,....grabbing and tweaking her
skin as she flails violently from her fucking, a cock now shoved in her mouth muffling
her screams of orgasms as she realeases thick white cream all over Killer's cock!
It just
kept pouring out all over his cock,...dripping onto the floor,....white gobs of her cum kept
oozing out everywhere as Killer continued pounding her swollen pussy, and the other
blacks kept grabbing at her roughly, tweaking her skin,..stretching her breasts,.....and
then,......Killer shoots a huge load of cum into her little pussy. His cum is now
overflowing out of her pussy and down her legs as he continues to pump his huge tool
into her and his cum is pouring down her legs as his huge cock pushes the remaining cum
out of her. She is overwhelmed.......as a result of his warm sperm hitting way up inside of
her,...she finds herself in the midst of an immediate, second, orgasm.
Right in the middle
of her second orgasm, as Killer is pumping her hard and fast, her back is arched and her
head is back in ecstacy, he pulls his cock out of her.. As cum from her second orgasm is
lightly dripping out of her vagina,......with her ass way up in the air now, she is filled by
another huge black cock. This gangmember wastes no time slamming his thick black
dick in her swollen vagina, and the other gangmembers start situating themselves for
their turn to fuck her!
- end - part three 
Inter Racial Sex you want me to do this?"
"Tonight. It has to be tonight. We don't know how much longer they'll be staying. We
need you Mrs. Simmons. Will you help us get our job backs? . . . and nab Mr. Big?"
Christy wanted to help but she was nervous. "Can't any of the other FBI agents
help you?"
"Not while we're under suspension. They could get suspended too for helping us. We
need an outsider. This guy is real scum, Mrs. Simmons. Even worse than those insurance
con-artists. This dirt bag sells drugs to kids in school. He's ruining young lives. He's
destroying our community. He has to be taken out."
"Well, since you put it that way, I guess I have no choice." Besides, Christy reasoned,
it wasn't like she had anything better to do.
They all shook hands in agreement. Smith and Jenkins looked through her closets but
couldn't find any appropriate outfits. They drove Christy over to the nearby mall and took
her into Bella Donna's. They picked out a short black dress, matching shoes and red panties
and had Christy put them on there.
The dress was basically a tight wrap that buttoned down the front. There were seven
buttons that held the dress together. Two thin straps ran over her shoulders, holding the
dress up. Her shoulders and arms were left bare. The dress started a few inches below
her collar bone and ran down to the middle of her thighs. The material clung to her curves
tightly, doing a good job of showing off her 37C-29-33 figure. Christy put on the red silk
panties and the black 4 inch heel shoes. She exited the changing room and was greeted by
whistles from the FBI agents.
"Why didn't you give me a . . . bra?" Christy whispered the last word.
"Well, Mrs. Simmons, when you walk over to your target, well . . . let's just say
he's more likely to notice you if there's a little . . . jiggle. You understand."
"Mmmmm . . . ok, if you say so. What now?"
They took Christy over to the Marriott, giving her some tips on how to behave. As they
neared the hotel, Christy was becoming very excited. This was different then simply letting
two men into her house and allowing them to molest her. Now she was acting like a real
secret agent, getting into a character and trying to deceive a couple of drug runners. She
decided that she would pretend she was one of those sexy women she saw on the daytime soaps,
the kind of woman who could pick up a man in a bar and do anything she wanted with him. Since
her husband was out of town there was no reason to tell him about this adventure, either.
Jenkins showed Christy a picture of the man she was suppose to keep occupied. She
was startled to see that he was black. "Well, of course he would be," she thought to herself,
"he's a drug runner after-all." He wasn't bad looking for a black man. He looked more
muscular than Terrance, the black insurance scammer who took advantage of her last month.
This guy looked tougher, more dangerous. The agents also showed her a picture of his partner
who might be there. He looked very similar to the first guy. They could almost be brothers.
He had that same criminal look to him. It was about 8:45 when they arrived at the hotel.
Christy walked through the well-lit lobby and into the darker bar. There were six
tables spread out through the floor and a long bar with about 12 stools, which were half full.
The tables had round tops and a center post. There were no cloths on them. Four of the tables
had people sitting at them and a waitress ran back and forth between them. Christy felt
herself slipping into character, adopting the persona of a sexy single woman on the make.
Excitement rushed through her. She had never acted like this before. It was fun and
empowering.
As she walked over to the bar to order a drink and find a spot to casually look around,
a hand grabbed her forearm. She stopped in her tracks and looked down at the man who held
her. It was him! Christy was startled but quickly composed herself as she smiled down at him.
He was sitting alone at a table in the center of the room. He looked even tougher in real life.
His brown silk suit sparkled in the candle light from the table.
"Hey Interaccial It was shiney from the vaginal juices
being worked up inside of Carrie. She felt temporary relief as his huge cock was
removed and she breathed heavily in momentary relaxation,...then without warning, she
was shoved back on to his penis an additional two inches or so! She automatically yelled
"OHHHH MYYYYY GOOOODDDDDD!!!!!!! She now had about eight of his thirteen
inches inside her vagina!
Killer started taking over the fucking motion at this point and
Carrie felt that she didn't dare move for fear of having his cock shoved in all at once,
possibly hurting her more! She was being steadied by the two gangmembers to keep her
from moving forward making it more difficult, for Killer to slide his cock all the way in
her small body. He was now sliding his moistened cock in a couple of more inches as
Carrie whimpered and naturally had to spread her legs wider to take this huge cock in her
tiny hole. Killer moved in deeper and deeper until only about two inches of his
mammoth sized cock were not in her. With each forward thrust, Poor Carrie's feet were
being lifted off the ground as Killer now had her small waist in his large hands, cupping
her at the top of her thighs right where she bends making it impossible to get away from
his cock, and was in full thrust mode and completely penetrating Carrie's pussy with his
large tool.
Killer looks down to see his wet cock sliding in and out of her pussy,
watching all of her vagina lip skin being shoved into her small hole when he thrusts
forward, and the inside lining of her vagina, exposed by about three to four inches, being
pulled outside of her pussy during his retreat, then shoving everything back in and then
pulling it all back out again, over and over, faster and faster. Killer was into a full clip
motion now fucking this little white girl, who was whimpering and yelling in pain! OH
MYYYY GOOOOODDDDDD!!!!!! Her yelling and whimpering were reverbing because
of the intense penetration she was recieving from Killer! The gangmembers were all
working their tools up in anticipation of their turn.
Carrie was now fully impailed upon
this huge cock that was working in and out of her small pussy at a rythmic beat to the rap
music playing loud! Her feet coming up off of the ground with every forward thrust as
she is steadied by the two gangmembers holding her! Faster and faster, as Carrie's body
is being stretched apart, he slides his wet cock in all the way and pulls it all the way out
to the head and rams it back in again! Carrie had never been fucked like this before! She
could feel