THE DANCE RECITAL By Carosex
As Catherine walked up the street in Harlem she began cursing her agent Lonny. This was the second unknown gig in a row the stupid queer had sent her on. She had worked hard over the years to establish herself as a top notch professional dancer on Broadway and although at 44 yrs she was pretty much considered over the hill, what did she have to show for her efforts, a fucking batchelor party. That sneaky bastard had sent her to dance at a batchelor party last week. He tried to pawn it off as an incredibly important function for a multi millionaire who was getting married, but what good would it do Catherine. The guy was already married so what would have been the use putting the moves on him. About as useful as trying them on Lonny, the raging queen of Manhatten.
In any event she got a measure of revenge when she simply turned tail and walked out of the place. This of course caused Lonny to lose a client who was a very important producer, and explode on Catherine who proceeded to mediate the situation by simply kneeing her agent in the balls right there in his office. She was a big powerfully built girl, 5'-10" and about 140lbs with no sign of fat on her body. So any physical retribution was out of the question for the effeminate Lonny. Little did Catherine know that Lonny was about to get his revenge tonight.
The statuesque white woman stuck out like a sore thumb in this neighborhood and although things had improved significantly in Harlem the area was still mostly black. Catherine found the dinner theatre and made her entrance. She walked back to the dressing rooms without talking to any of the people in the long hall. She didnt like black people and it showed, but money was money and for some reason this engagement paid quite a bit.
She was supposed to do a rendition of disco dances to some of the older music she had danced too so often, years ago. Of course that was simply for fun as a young woman cruising Manhatten at night. Now it was strictly professional. The dancing was supposed to last about a half hourand since she knew the music and the dances like the back of her hand this would be an easy night for her. She passed two extremely tall and well built black men in the hall. "Hello Boys" she waved as she walked past and smiled at them. They nodded back to her. She smiled as one said to the other "man that bitch has got some serious legs". Calling Catherine a bitch would normally exact a very violent response, but not when it was attached to a compliment about her body about which she had a serious case of narcissism. In fact Catherine was a poster girl for the saying "life after forty your not getting older you're getter better". Shoulder length dirty blonde hair, high cheekbones, perfect white teeth, ample breasts that showed no sign of sagging and of course those incredible legs of hers all added up to one very elegant looking woman. The two men, Ron and Carlos had rehearsed with Catherine twice. And would be her co-stars tonight.
The first shock of the evening was the costume that had been laid out for her. She checked to make sure there was no mistake but did not complain when the manager confirmed that this was the outfit. What the hell, these damn blacks had no taste at all. Probably just wanted to see a white chick dancing almost naked. Catherine thought about the money and figured that would be fine with her. The outfit consisted of a tube top that went down to her mid drift, a garter belt, sheer black lycra dancers stockings, matching 3" black dancers pumps and very small thong panties. As she slid the silky stockings up her long muscular legs Catherine thought about how lucky she was to have waxed her pubic hairs just a day ago.
As she put the finishing touches on her stretching she heard the call to get up to the stage. She drew her share of smiles and stares as she sauntered past some people. She wondered why their smiles seemed so strange but just shook her head and then as the announcer left the stage pranced up and took the spotlight.
>From the applause she figured there were about 150 people in the audience. More than she had figured. She danced the first number by herself, an up tempo disco beat that had the crowd into it, clapping their hands, etc. Although not many people know it a performer on stage can often hear some of the conversation in the crowd. She was hearing the usual, "Wow check out those legs" comments and smiled to herself thinking I wonder if they ever realized I nearly crushed a man to death with these legs a few years ago while having sex with him. Served him right for not working out regularly, for Catherine sex was a very serious athletic event and her counterpart had to be ready for some real work if he wanted to be invited back. She also heard some pretty disturbing comments like, "nice piece of white meat they got this time". The lights shined on her and prevented her from seeing into the crowd. So she wasnt sure who said it but it was awful crude to make a comment like that to your wife, even if you were just a black piece of shit. In any event her gyrating movements were drawing hoots from the crowd.
Catherine finished the number and bowed to the applause. Now it was time for Carlos and Ron to enter. The music started and Catherine moved to Ron's side of the stage and got her second huge shock of the evening. Ron was naked except for some sort of wild looking loin cloth. It was actually a sock that seemed to cover his penis and was tied to his body by a thin line that wrapped around him. That was it!! She was going to kill Lonny!! She would have marched right down to his office and fucked him in the ass with her strap on dildo if she didnt think he would enjoy it so much. Carlos approached her from the other side with the same type of loin cloth and the three of them began to dance. The crowd responded with hearty applause. "Were these fucking people perverts or something?" she thought as she gyrated to the pumping vibrations of the music.
Catherine had noticed two things about the sock sacks that the men were wearing, one they were extraordinarily big to be covering a man's prick and two they were pointing straight out in front of the men. It was obscene to say the least. There was a moment when the two men sandwiched Catherine and they all moved their hips in unison to the music. Carlos was behind her and the thing protruding out in front of him (Catherine still didnt believe it was a human sex organ) slide between her thighs. Catherine didnt know what it was until she saw the sock actually sticking out her front. It was sickenly comical to her and she giggled.
Ron now turned and faced Catherine and his protrusion slide right up against her belly. It was when she looked into Ron's eyes that she panicked. Unfortunately it was too late. Ron slid down and grabbed her ankles and lifted her right off the floor and she fell back into Carlos' arms. They put her down on the floor and the crowd responded with applause and anticipation. Ironically the first thing that went through Catherine's mind was "Hey this isnt part of the dance routine. Do I have to improvise here or what?" Ron pushed back her legs and Carlos grabbed them at the ankles. By now Catherine had begun to struggle but it was far too late. Her limber legs had no trouble stretching right over her head. She felt her panties being cut by something and then almost as quickly something blunt and hard pressing against her vagina. She let out a scream but it was then that she noticed Carlos's massive black dick lowering to her mouth and then quickly sliding in, cutting off any noise.
She heard the crowd continuing to applaud and struggled mightily to get free. Unfortunately these men were too strong for her and with each thrust Ron's cock would go deeper and deeper inside her. She also noticed that the more she struggled the farther down her throat Carlos' big black cock would slide. The second she stopped struggling he would stop thrusting into her mouth, but if he felt she was trying to escape he would begin to grind again as if he was playing with her. It really didnt matter though she had to try and escape. As she tried to get her powerful legs free though she again realized that these men were way too strong for her. In fact her last resistance had pushed Ron's cock all the way inside her. She knew because she could feel his balls against her ass. She also could feel that Ron had the biggest cock that had ever been inside her. Meanwhile Carlos had pushed his cock so far down her throat that Catherine had to bridge her neck to straighted her throat to accomadate the huge black member.
Ron began really fucking her hard now. Although she couldnt see it (her pretty face was involved with something else at the moment), she knew that this black motherfucker had one big dick. After a few minutes of incredibly intense fucking Carlos removed his cock from Catherine's mouth. It escaped with a plopping noise and was covered with saliva and mucous. As the slimy cock hung above her she felt herself being lifted and then rolling on top of Ron's sweaty black body his huge black thing still impaling her to the hilt. This would be her chance to get away. If she could just stand up she could scream for help. Yet instead of freedom, Catherine felt Carlos quickly come up behind her and press his cock , lubricated with her own fluids up against her asshole. As quickly as she reacted it was still too late. Carlos' cock spread her sphincter muscle and entered her rectum. Instead of screaming Catherine let out a loud gutteral moan, the first of many that would bellow from her lips and the crowd reacted with thunderous applause.
Both men ground against the muscular white woman causing her two moan loudly, especially when Carlos would thrust into her backside. As they humped away, Catherine again looked into Ron's eyes. She was crying in pain and her face was contorted from the agony but she managed to hear him say "they want you to cum for them baby!". "No fucking way you black bastard! I wont give you fucks the satisfaction". "Oh you're satisfying me just fine sugar!" Ron cooed back at her as he increased the pace of his fucking.
Catherine was amazed this was happening to her. She was also amazed at the size of these guy's cocks. She figured that the myth about these fuckers having donkey dicks was true. She had once screwed a man with a 10" cock and though that that was humongous. These men had it beat easily. It was at this point that the rythmic thrusts of the two black studs stated to affect Catherine. The excrutiating pain had become a good pain and it was now laced with the wonderous feelings of being filled to the bursting point with black meat. She tried to fight it. She really didnt want to give this crowd something to cheer about, but it was inevitable. First her hips began to gyrate down on Ron's fat tool as it pumped in and out of her. Next her breathing became heavier and you cold now hear high pitched sighs with each breath. "Oh yea thats it bitch give in to it let the darkside own you for a while" Ron taunted as Carlos joined in "you have such a sweet ass, its as hard as a rock baby, but I popped it open and it loves being filled with black meat". Catherine's sighs became louder as the men kept up the brutal intensity. "Oh yea you're singing for the crowd now! Thats it bitch sing out you love black dick". By now she was too far gone. Her eyes had rolled to the back of her head and she was beginning to feel the first waves of her orgasm. As much as she hated to do it, it was time for Catherine to surrender to the desires of these two beautiful black men and to what the crowd ultimately wanted. As Catherine's body began to convulse she knew this was going to be one hell of an orgasm. Her legs quivered and then as she screamed "Cummmmming!! Cummming!! Oh God I'm Cummming so hard!!" The crowd rose to its feet as if they were at a bull fight and the matador had just plunged the final fatal sword into the bull.
Catherine was totally exhausted, She lay her head on Ron's musclebound chest and let the black studs have there way with her. She felt Carlos' cock expand in her bowels and then let loose with a huge load of steamy hot cum. It splashed against the walls of her rectum and then out on her ass as he pulled out to show the crowd his seed. He brought the cock around to Catherine's face and had her clean it for him. It was humilitating but she did as she was told now. Catherine also saw for the first time the size of the man. It had to be a 13" cock when hard.
Ron now rolled over on top of Catherine and really began to put the wood to her. Their bodies made loud slapping noises as they pounded together. Catherine felt another orgasm and wrapped her legs and arms around her lover as he too began to explode inside her. Ron was supposed to take his cock out and shoot his seed on Catherine's face as a final humiliation but her powerful legs kept him inside her as his body stiffened and his seed found her womb.
"Oh god baby I hope you had birth control cause if that load doesnt get you a brown baby nothing will". "Oh my god" Catherine thought "I dont have my diaphram!!" She shuddered at the thought as Ron stuck his tongue inside her mouth and the thought vanished as she kissed him back.
As it turned out there were about 150 black people in the dinner theater that night all wanting to see a white woman taken against her will and huniliated. There was also one white person, there for the exact same reason but with very different motives, Lonny took his leave right after the show not wanting to chance running into his client.
As for Catherine she actually took a bow with the two men and then went home and spent the night with them. To say the least she was totally converted Not only did she become more familiar with the extascy of interracial sex. She got to see how beatiful sex between two bisexual men could be as Ron and Carlos were actually lovers and quite a turn on to watch in bed together.
Two weeks later, Catherine was out shopping at a local grocery store. She had fired Lonny as her agent. She told him that the night was a disaster professionally and that was as far as it went. Lonny , of course went along with the story not wanting her to know he had seen her lovely body in action and would have become a devout heterosexual if only she would give him one night like that.
As she checked out her items she noticed that the cashier was a very tall lanky handsome black boy about 20 yrs old. "How are you today" she smiled as she came on to him. The boy almost dropped her eggs when he saw how gorgeous she looked. He noticed her predetory smile and how she was shamelessly checking out his groin. "Oh lady please dont do that. You pretty white women do this teasing and it drive me nuts." he managed to stammer out. "Well dont be so bashful, honey you never know. First I'll have you know that I dont tease handsome black men like you anymore. And secondly my name is Catherine."
Three hours later after a pretty intense sexual workout, as they lay in each others arms, Catherine's soft hand wrapped around her new black lovers spent cock and her head laying on his chest, she thought about her two fellow dancers, Ron and Carlos. Were they breaking in another unsuspecting white woman into the joys of jungle fever? Catherine hoped so. For her part she had just introduced this nice young black boy to how sweet lovemaking with a white woman could be. She was more than happy to contribute her part to the movement.
As Catherine walked up the street in Harlem she began cursing her agent Lonny. This was the second unknown gig in a row the stupid queer had sent her on. She had worked hard over the years to establish herself as a top notch professional dancer on Broadway and although at 44 yrs she was pretty much considered over the hill, what did she have to show for her efforts, a fucking batchelor party. That sneaky bastard had sent her to dance at a batchelor party last week. He tried to pawn it off as an incredibly important function for a multi millionaire who was getting married, but what good would it do Catherine. The guy was already married so what would have been the use putting the moves on him. About as useful as trying them on Lonny, the raging queen of Manhatten.
In any event she got a measure of revenge when she simply turned tail and walked out of the place. This of course caused Lonny to lose a client who was a very important producer, and explode on Catherine who proceeded to mediate the situation by simply kneeing her agent in the balls right there in his office. She was a big powerfully built girl, 5'-10" and about 140lbs with no sign of fat on her body. So any physical retribution was out of the question for the effeminate Lonny. Little did Catherine know that Lonny was about to get his revenge tonight.
The statuesque white woman stuck out like a sore thumb in this neighborhood and although things had improved significantly in Harlem the area was still mostly black. Catherine found the dinner theatre and made her entrance. She walked back to the dressing rooms without talking to any of the people in the long hall. She didnt like black people and it showed, but money was money and for some reason this engagement paid quite a bit.
She was supposed to do a rendition of disco dances to some of the older music she had danced too so often, years ago. Of course that was simply for fun as a young woman cruising Manhatten at night. Now it was strictly professional. The dancing was supposed to last about a half hourand since she knew the music and the dances like the back of her hand this would be an easy night for her. She passed two extremely tall and well built black men in the hall. "Hello Boys" she waved as she walked past and smiled at them. They nodded back to her. She smiled as one said to the other "man that bitch has got some serious legs". Calling Catherine a bitch would normally exact a very violent response, but not when it was attached to a compliment about her body about which she had a serious case of narcissism. In fact Catherine was a poster girl for the saying "life after forty your not getting older you're getter better". Shoulder length dirty blonde hair, high cheekbones, perfect white teeth, ample breasts that showed no sign of sagging and of course those incredible legs of hers all added up to one very elegant looking woman. The two men, Ron and Carlos had rehearsed with Catherine twice. And would be her co-stars tonight.
The first shock of the evening was the costume that had been laid out for her. She checked to make sure there was no mistake but did not complain when the manager confirmed that this was the outfit. What the hell, these damn blacks had no taste at all. Probably just wanted to see a white chick dancing almost naked. Catherine thought about the money and figured that would be fine with her. The outfit consisted of a tube top that went down to her mid drift, a garter belt, sheer black lycra dancers stockings, matching 3" black dancers pumps and very small thong panties. As she slid the silky stockings up her long muscular legs Catherine thought about how lucky she was to have waxed her pubic hairs just a day ago.
As she put the finishing touches on her stretching she heard the call to get up to the stage. She drew her share of smiles and stares as she sauntered past some people. She wondered why their smiles seemed so strange but just shook her head and then as the announcer left the stage pranced up and took the spotlight.
>From the applause she figured there were about 150 people in the audience. More than she had figured. She danced the first number by herself, an up tempo disco beat that had the crowd into it, clapping their hands, etc. Although not many people know it a performer on stage can often hear some of the conversation in the crowd. She was hearing the usual, "Wow check out those legs" comments and smiled to herself thinking I wonder if they ever realized I nearly crushed a man to death with these legs a few years ago while having sex with him. Served him right for not working out regularly, for Catherine sex was a very serious athletic event and her counterpart had to be ready for some real work if he wanted to be invited back. She also heard some pretty disturbing comments like, "nice piece of white meat they got this time". The lights shined on her and prevented her from seeing into the crowd. So she wasnt sure who said it but it was awful crude to make a comment like that to your wife, even if you were just a black piece of shit. In any event her gyrating movements were drawing hoots from the crowd.
Catherine finished the number and bowed to the applause. Now it was time for Carlos and Ron to enter. The music started and Catherine moved to Ron's side of the stage and got her second huge shock of the evening. Ron was naked except for some sort of wild looking loin cloth. It was actually a sock that seemed to cover his penis and was tied to his body by a thin line that wrapped around him. That was it!! She was going to kill Lonny!! She would have marched right down to his office and fucked him in the ass with her strap on dildo if she didnt think he would enjoy it so much. Carlos approached her from the other side with the same type of loin cloth and the three of them began to dance. The crowd responded with hearty applause. "Were these fucking people perverts or something?" she thought as she gyrated to the pumping vibrations of the music.
Catherine had noticed two things about the sock sacks that the men were wearing, one they were extraordinarily big to be covering a man's prick and two they were pointing straight out in front of the men. It was obscene to say the least. There was a moment when the two men sandwiched Catherine and they all moved their hips in unison to the music. Carlos was behind her and the thing protruding out in front of him (Catherine still didnt believe it was a human sex organ) slide between her thighs. Catherine didnt know what it was until she saw the sock actually sticking out her front. It was sickenly comical to her and she giggled.
Ron now turned and faced Catherine and his protrusion slide right up against her belly. It was when she looked into Ron's eyes that she panicked. Unfortunately it was too late. Ron slid down and grabbed her ankles and lifted her right off the floor and she fell back into Carlos' arms. They put her down on the floor and the crowd responded with applause and anticipation. Ironically the first thing that went through Catherine's mind was "Hey this isnt part of the dance routine. Do I have to improvise here or what?" Ron pushed back her legs and Carlos grabbed them at the ankles. By now Catherine had begun to struggle but it was far too late. Her limber legs had no trouble stretching right over her head. She felt her panties being cut by something and then almost as quickly something blunt and hard pressing against her vagina. She let out a scream but it was then that she noticed Carlos's massive black dick lowering to her mouth and then quickly sliding in, cutting off any noise.
She heard the crowd continuing to applaud and struggled mightily to get free. Unfortunately these men were too strong for her and with each thrust Ron's cock would go deeper and deeper inside her. She also noticed that the more she struggled the farther down her throat Carlos' big black cock would slide. The second she stopped struggling he would stop thrusting into her mouth, but if he felt she was trying to escape he would begin to grind again as if he was playing with her. It really didnt matter though she had to try and escape. As she tried to get her powerful legs free though she again realized that these men were way too strong for her. In fact her last resistance had pushed Ron's cock all the way inside her. She knew because she could feel his balls against her ass. She also could feel that Ron had the biggest cock that had ever been inside her. Meanwhile Carlos had pushed his cock so far down her throat that Catherine had to bridge her neck to straighted her throat to accomadate the huge black member.
Ron began really fucking her hard now. Although she couldnt see it (her pretty face was involved with something else at the moment), she knew that this black motherfucker had one big dick. After a few minutes of incredibly intense fucking Carlos removed his cock from Catherine's mouth. It escaped with a plopping noise and was covered with saliva and mucous. As the slimy cock hung above her she felt herself being lifted and then rolling on top of Ron's sweaty black body his huge black thing still impaling her to the hilt. This would be her chance to get away. If she could just stand up she could scream for help. Yet instead of freedom, Catherine felt Carlos quickly come up behind her and press his cock , lubricated with her own fluids up against her asshole. As quickly as she reacted it was still too late. Carlos' cock spread her sphincter muscle and entered her rectum. Instead of screaming Catherine let out a loud gutteral moan, the first of many that would bellow from her lips and the crowd reacted with thunderous applause.
Both men ground against the muscular white woman causing her two moan loudly, especially when Carlos would thrust into her backside. As they humped away, Catherine again looked into Ron's eyes. She was crying in pain and her face was contorted from the agony but she managed to hear him say "they want you to cum for them baby!". "No fucking way you black bastard! I wont give you fucks the satisfaction". "Oh you're satisfying me just fine sugar!" Ron cooed back at her as he increased the pace of his fucking.
Catherine was amazed this was happening to her. She was also amazed at the size of these guy's cocks. She figured that the myth about these fuckers having donkey dicks was true. She had once screwed a man with a 10" cock and though that that was humongous. These men had it beat easily. It was at this point that the rythmic thrusts of the two black studs stated to affect Catherine. The excrutiating pain had become a good pain and it was now laced with the wonderous feelings of being filled to the bursting point with black meat. She tried to fight it. She really didnt want to give this crowd something to cheer about, but it was inevitable. First her hips began to gyrate down on Ron's fat tool as it pumped in and out of her. Next her breathing became heavier and you cold now hear high pitched sighs with each breath. "Oh yea thats it bitch give in to it let the darkside own you for a while" Ron taunted as Carlos joined in "you have such a sweet ass, its as hard as a rock baby, but I popped it open and it loves being filled with black meat". Catherine's sighs became louder as the men kept up the brutal intensity. "Oh yea you're singing for the crowd now! Thats it bitch sing out you love black dick". By now she was too far gone. Her eyes had rolled to the back of her head and she was beginning to feel the first waves of her orgasm. As much as she hated to do it, it was time for Catherine to surrender to the desires of these two beautiful black men and to what the crowd ultimately wanted. As Catherine's body began to convulse she knew this was going to be one hell of an orgasm. Her legs quivered and then as she screamed "Cummmmming!! Cummming!! Oh God I'm Cummming so hard!!" The crowd rose to its feet as if they were at a bull fight and the matador had just plunged the final fatal sword into the bull.
Catherine was totally exhausted, She lay her head on Ron's musclebound chest and let the black studs have there way with her. She felt Carlos' cock expand in her bowels and then let loose with a huge load of steamy hot cum. It splashed against the walls of her rectum and then out on her ass as he pulled out to show the crowd his seed. He brought the cock around to Catherine's face and had her clean it for him. It was humilitating but she did as she was told now. Catherine also saw for the first time the size of the man. It had to be a 13" cock when hard.
Ron now rolled over on top of Catherine and really began to put the wood to her. Their bodies made loud slapping noises as they pounded together. Catherine felt another orgasm and wrapped her legs and arms around her lover as he too began to explode inside her. Ron was supposed to take his cock out and shoot his seed on Catherine's face as a final humiliation but her powerful legs kept him inside her as his body stiffened and his seed found her womb.
"Oh god baby I hope you had birth control cause if that load doesnt get you a brown baby nothing will". "Oh my god" Catherine thought "I dont have my diaphram!!" She shuddered at the thought as Ron stuck his tongue inside her mouth and the thought vanished as she kissed him back.
As it turned out there were about 150 black people in the dinner theater that night all wanting to see a white woman taken against her will and huniliated. There was also one white person, there for the exact same reason but with very different motives, Lonny took his leave right after the show not wanting to chance running into his client.
As for Catherine she actually took a bow with the two men and then went home and spent the night with them. To say the least she was totally converted Not only did she become more familiar with the extascy of interracial sex. She got to see how beatiful sex between two bisexual men could be as Ron and Carlos were actually lovers and quite a turn on to watch in bed together.
Two weeks later, Catherine was out shopping at a local grocery store. She had fired Lonny as her agent. She told him that the night was a disaster professionally and that was as far as it went. Lonny , of course went along with the story not wanting her to know he had seen her lovely body in action and would have become a devout heterosexual if only she would give him one night like that.
As she checked out her items she noticed that the cashier was a very tall lanky handsome black boy about 20 yrs old. "How are you today" she smiled as she came on to him. The boy almost dropped her eggs when he saw how gorgeous she looked. He noticed her predetory smile and how she was shamelessly checking out his groin. "Oh lady please dont do that. You pretty white women do this teasing and it drive me nuts." he managed to stammer out. "Well dont be so bashful, honey you never know. First I'll have you know that I dont tease handsome black men like you anymore. And secondly my name is Catherine."
Three hours later after a pretty intense sexual workout, as they lay in each others arms, Catherine's soft hand wrapped around her new black lovers spent cock and her head laying on his chest, she thought about her two fellow dancers, Ron and Carlos. Were they breaking in another unsuspecting white woman into the joys of jungle fever? Catherine hoped so. For her part she had just introduced this nice young black boy to how sweet lovemaking with a white woman could be. She was more than happy to contribute her part to the movement.
