"Hic, oops excuse me," said Alisa trying to suppress the hiccups. For the first time in her life, she had loosened up a little and gotten drunk. It was also the last time she would loosen up as she was getting married in three days. "Yoush two shure you don't mind taking me home?" "Not at all," said Marcus grinning at her. He was driving the car. His buddy Darren had gotten in the back seat with her for some reason. "It's no trouble." "That's right," added Darren, "one of our duties is to escort the dancers home, so why not you? You lost your ride and are too drunk to drive anyway." All three were dripping wet from running to Marcus' car in the rain. It was raining even harder now. "I can't thank you enough. You're real gentlemen to help a woman in dishdress..in disstresh..in trouble." "Our pleasure," said Marcus. "And yours," added Darren. The two black men laughed at that, but Alisa didn't get it. She sat back and looked at her saviours. Both black men wore goattees and were bald. They were both masses of muscles, even more so then Lamar and Leon. Marcus had dark black skin while Darren was lighter. She couldn't help glancing down to see if they had bulges. They did. She could see the outlines of two huge cocks running down their pants legs. "See something you like?" asked Darren catching her staring at his bulge. Alisa blushed. "You two look as big ash the schtrippers I shaw tonight." "We're black aren't we?" asked Marcus. "Are all blacksh big?" she asked. "Of course," said Darren. "That's why black men make better lovers." Yesterday, she wouldn't have believed him, but today after seeing four hung black men at the bar and knowing that Debbie and even married Sherie were sleeping with black men at this moment, convinced her. She wondered where Kerry was? One thing was for sure, her bigoted friend wasn't with a black man. Alisa turned to look at the road, but the oncoming headlights were blurry and made her dizzy. She found her attention being drawn back to the black men's crotches. She had an overwhelming desire to see what they were packing. "If I tip you, will you let me see your penises?" "We ain't strippers," said Marcus and Alisa felt her hopes sink, but he added, "You can see ours for free." "But we don't have penises," added Darren. "We have cocks, big black cocks. White men have little penises. Ask us to show you our big black cocks." "May I shee your big black cocksh?" Alisa asked delighted that this wasn't going to cost her anything. She needed all her money for the wedding and honeymoon. Darren went first, unzipping his pants and raising his hips to pull them off. He wore briefs so overstretched, the material looked thinned, but she couldn't tell as the car was too dark. Darren flipped his briefs down, Blacks On Blondes Sex Chantelle The Minion Desiree Diamond Cumbang My sexy, leggy wife Cheryl, who is 25, 5’5”, 125 pounds and 36C-25-37 and with “very” luscious, muscle toned legs had now been fucked several times by different black men. She enjoyed it everytime and I guess we were very fortunate as the black men who had fucked her had all been somewhat long lasting and were capable of cumming multiple times to her delight. We had taken a vacation in the winter to south Florida. The very nice hotel we were at had a very nice, plush lounge and we decided to visit it one night. There were quite a few people there and Cheryl was dressed like many other women there in her short, Scarlett Pain Blacks On Blondes Chantelle The Minion Chantelle at TheMinion.com Black Cock Chasers forgive Sherie for the sin of adultery. Suddenly, Marcus jumped off the bed. "Ow, ow, ow," he said limping around the room. "What's wrong?" asked Alisa sitting up. "Charley horse." "Can I help?" "Yes, can you massage my leg for me?" "Of course." Marcus pulled her to her feet and sat on the bed. He spread his legs as she kneeled at his feet and began rubbing his calf. This put her at eye-level with his crotch. She stared at his huge erect phallus as she kneeled at his feet. The head bobbed before her eyes as she massaged his leg. "Did you enjoy having your pussy eatten?" asked Marcus. "Yes, I loved it." Alisa rubbed his leg harder. His leg was so muscular it was like rubbing a rock. "I hope my fiance will do it." "White boys don't like to eat pussy. They're too prissy. Now massage my thigh." "My Toddy will do anything for me," she said working her hands up to his thighs. Though Marcus was right, Todd was prissy and she couldn't picture him doing what Marcus had just done. Moving her hands up to his thighs, put her lips closer to his bobbing cock-head and one of her hands against his balls. The smell coming off his cock was delicious, even after coming twice she was still horny and smelling it seemed to make her hornier. "Why don't you heft my balls?" ordered Marcus. Alisa obeyed feeling how heavy they were. "Why did you kiss my cock, Alisa?" Alisa blushed. "I don't know, I just felt so good, I wanted to thank you. It felt right." "I could barely feel it. Could you thank me again?" Alisa nodded. Her left hand moved over to the base of his cock and held it steady while her right hand still massaged his balls. She puckered up and kissed the crown, being careful to avoid the white stuff leaking out from the tip. "Thank you," she said before kissing it again. She let her kiss linger a little, while she inhaled his scent through her nose. "You know it's customary to return the favor." "What do you mean?" she asked, she had removed her lips, but still held his cock. She found herself reluctant to release it. "I made you cum with my mouth, so you have to do the same for me." "Oh, I couldn't do that. It sounds so dirty." Alisa felt her nipples hurting, they were so hard with excitement at the thought. "Plus, I can't cheat." "Oral sex isn't cheating. Besides, your fiance will love it and if you do a real good job, he might just eat your pussy as good as we did. Don't you want to have your pussy eatten again?" "Yes, I want that very much." "The trick is to do such a good job that he'll do anything for you for another one. However, you need to do a good job and that takes practice." "I can practice on you!" "Smart girl. You can start by licking all over it. Start with the head and work your way down." It sounded Free Cuckold Chat Chantelle The Minion Free Cumbang Movies He was wearing a robe even this late in the afternoon. "What about the bill?" he said. "I thought my companions paid," said Alisa. "Nope, and you're checking out so late, you owe me for two nights. Follow me to my office." "Meet me at the lobby," Alisa sighed to her friend. The clerk had watched Alisa all night on the internet and when he saw the whole car load of sexy bitches, he knew he'd be searching the E&I website for their debut videos too. Alisa was a little miffed that Marcus and Darren had stuck her with the bill. Even more pissed when she realized she didn't have enough money. It was her batchelorette party and her friends were supposed to cover everything. "If you dont want to pay, you can suck on this." The clerk opened his robe revealing a pathetic five inch penis, smaller then her fiance's. She fell to her knees automatically, but laughed as she held it. "Laugh all you want bitch, my times coming." Alisa took him in her mouth having know idea what he was talking about. Odd, Marcus and Darren had said all blacks were hung. Maybe cocks shrank as they got older? Maybe they had lied? Anyway, getting the old guy off was a breeze. She found it unrewarding and realized the rest of her life would be spent with one this small, but she did love Todd. The clerk watched her suck him, the skillful slut sucking the sperm right out of his balls within five minutes. He was in line to be enhanced soon. Someday, it woud be a nice, nine inch cock the white sluts would be sucking on. He couldn't wait. He could even star in his own videos. "What took you so long?" asked Deb as Alisa returned to the car. "I had trouble paying the bill." Alisa got in the backseat beside Kerry who had her skirt up, legs spread and was diddling her clit. "She has been like this since we left the club," said Sherie. Alisa could see Kerry's stretched pussy and her thighs were red and raw. "I can't help it," said Kerry, the former bigot. "I want more black cock." "I'm going to want more too," said Alisa, the others looking at her in surprise. "I say we make this a weekly thing. Say, every Friday, we have girls night out trips to the zebra club. The others agreed. "Here's to girls night out." "To girls night out." they all shouted. "But, what about next Friday?" asked Debbie. "You'll be on your honeymoon." "Go without me. I can wait." Alisa didn't want her friends to know just how big a slut she had become. Her honeymoon was in the Bahamas, there's plenty of black cock there. Alisa thought of the clerk, it was obvious all black men weren't well hung. She'd just have to keep trying until she found one to satisfy her. "I don't think I can wait till Friday," said Kerry, still rubbing her clit. "I need it now." The End