The following story was submitted to me by someone I will simply call 'Fox'. He can not publish under his own name and asked me to submit these for him. I have done some minor editing but the story is all basically as he wrote it. Hope you enjoy it.
BLACK HOUSE GUESTS - The Tattoo Parlor
Written by the Fox
Submitted by SeeShow
Sherry Evanston's teen slut-******** Debbie and her like-minded friend Margie were cruising the mall. They were scoping out the black teen population when they walked by a tattoo parlor. It was Margie who issued the challenge and Debbie answered and before you could say Bubba the two tarts were inside. A young black girl at reception looked the two up and down and started to protest, due to their being, apparently ********. Margie had dressed the part of a much younger girl that morning, her hair being in pig-tails, and wearing knee-socks to go with her pink mini-skirt and her brother's sleeveless tee-shirt cut so high on her midriff that the lower quarter of her budding titties showed from below. But since she was only 5 foot-flat tall, she didn't worry about anyone getting down THAT low, anyway.
"You will definitely have to come back here with your mama, and have her watch over the deal, sweet thing," the attendant was telling Margie. Debbie with her 35-inch tits packed on her frame looked older and although the employee was suspicious, she felt that this girl could pass for 18, so she buzzed inside for the artist, who came out pronto to greet his next customer.
Debbie drooled. The artist's pants tented. Chemistry occurred. The artist was a 24 year-old black business graduate from a local college with bulging biceps, and tight green spandex shorts. Debbie was wearing four inch open-toed heels, a tartan micro skirt and a loose white halter which did little to contain the beauties bobbling around inside. Those titties positively bounced, nearly right out as she jumped out of her seat to meet the entrepreneur.
"Hello, my name is Landis, and you are looking for a tattoo?" Debbie nearly swooned at the deep timbre of this handsome stud's voice. "Did you get a chance to look over our samples?"
Debbie's gaze had dropped and her eyes locked on the bulging meat packed into the nearly see-through shorts he was wearing. When Debbie shook her head he led her back to the receptionist's desk who spread charts and samples in front of her. This ploy between the studly young man and his girl had allowed him many a surreptitious view of feminine charms in the past, while the customer sampled the wares. This was to be a fabulous opportunity for the voyeuristic young man.
"Take a couple of minutes, have a seat and decide what you'd like to have done." Landis suggested.
Debbie took the dog-eared little pamphlet and wiggled back to the little couch where Margie was still sitting, the young man with the iron tenting his shorts walking close behind. As Debbie pretended to examine the sample book her eyes roamed over the spandex-clad erected black member at eye-level as Landis stood in front of the two teens. Margie was especially horny for this hunk, having earlier been refused permission by his attendant and was batting her eyes, crossing and uncrossing her legs, Sharon Stone-style begging and imploring the owner to reconsider his refusal.
"How old ARE you anyway?" inquired Landis.
"Almost adult," replied Margie "but I THINK older, if you catch what I mean," as she leaned back, placing both arms on the top of the couch causing her top to rise, and spreading her legs. The studly owner was treated to a view of pretty much all of her perky tits from the nipples down, and her pretty panties.
"Sorry sweet thing, although I'd like to do yuh, you just look too young so you gotta bring your mama back."
Margie pouted but her mind was hatching a scheme to involve Debbie's Mom in a threesome with this glorious stud.
Debbie pointed out her choice of a butterfly and when the young man asked where she wanted it, pulled the waistband of her skirt down and pointed to a spot an inch below her panty line. Five minutes later Debbie was lying skirtless on a padded table. The owner was treated to quite a view since her panties were almost totally transparent and much too small. They were bought for her two years ago. The right half of her tie-side bikini panties were untied and draped down enough to give Landis room to work. The atmosphere was sexually charged. Landis couldn't believe that she was wearing a pair of acetate panties absolutely see-through and so small that her almost-hairless pussy was on display. His cock was leaking pre-cum and wetting down the top of his shorts where the head of his dick was trying to punch its way through, a sight not lost on Debbie. He had placed a pillow beneath her head so she herself could get a view of what he was doing. The "view" was great, thought Debbie and she was almost delirious with anticipation. "This'll sting, little lady, so be prepared . . ."
Minutes later the young tart was soaked in sweat, her halter top completely transparent, putting her magnificent tits with tumescent nipples on very public display. Debbie had grabbed Landis' leg on two occasions in agony as a particularly bad wave of pain struck. Anticipating a recurrence, the young man angled his stance more obliquely and the next time her right hand flashed out it settled directly upon the stalk of his throbbing cock, his needlework momentarily ceased, the hand squeezed in voluntary activity, then again. "UH, sorry," Debbie pretended. , looking directly into his eyes, but not immediately releasing him.
"No problem, happens all the time." Landis pretended, and the tension rose a notch. He walked around to the other side of the table, ostensibly to finish up the left side and put his left hand between Debbie's thighs, supposedly for support but hoping that she would invite greater intimate contact. He was trying to bring this young teen's senses to a boil.
She took the bait settling her hips slightly lower on the table until her soaked panty-clad cunt came into electric contact with his lower wrist, causing her to moan in pleasure, and imperceptibly twitch her hips up and down seeking clitoral contact with the extended bone in his wrist.
"There, all done!"
The words had hardly escaped his lips when Debbie threw herself forward into his arms, gripped his shoulders and mashed her open mouth on his, pulling him down upon her. Landis used one hand to free his ebony cock, and Debbie slid her panty to one side. The young black crawled up on the table, positioned himself, Debbie's tiny hand gripped the long-awaited object of her attentions and directed a swift and deep entry into her flowering pussy. "OH my GOD you're huge!" she cried and Landis grunted in satisfaction. Debbie's eyes rolled back as she orgasmed, her hips rising from the table to lock onto his while her thighs quivered and shook. As she was transported into orgasm she reached forward with her arms and her hands gripped the contracting ass cheeks of her lover, trying to pull his cock ever deeper. "Awhhhnnnn! So good!" she was panting like a horse as the tightly imprisoned young man's cock sent her through the roof. Finally she relaxed, her hips falling back to the table. :"Let me get on top," she cried, and in a minute she was riding him, her ass cheeks rolling and quivering, her head thrown back, her mouth open, her teeth grinding, moaning her pleasure.
She leaned forward and placed a nipple in his mouth that he sucked so hard the nipple was in danger of permanent extension. This caused Debbie to clamp her pelvis deeper onto his and start rocking to and fro on the root of the cock. He switched to the other tit, causing such a maelstrom of sensations that she was cumming again. The tattooist decided to put her into orbit and reaching around behind her ass, and dipping his finger into her crack moistened it in her flowing juices and slowly inserted it into her asshole. Debbie's eyes widened and slut that she was her ass automatically pushed back against his hand. The orgasm sensations became ecstatic and her hips suddenly jumped into a staccato of motion flying back and forth upon his hips, driving the invading finger in right to the knuckle. "OOhhhn that's so filthy, unnhhh, more..." she cried, until weak from feeling she collapsed onto his chest. She reached her hands between his flexing ass-cheeks and the bed. She gripped him tighter seeking to pull him the extra few millimeters deeper into her cunt, the symbolic effect of her unconscious acting out of the age-old mating instinct - seeking maximum penile-uterine contact and allowing the soon invading sperm cells greater facility for their natural job. Her instinctive actions were not lost on the virile young black male beneath her. He pistoned his hips upward, groaning his release as he too gripped her assflesh and clamped her hips onto his, locked into each other in violent release.
Moments later Debbie had rearranged herself, her halter, however, quite transparent from the sweaty workout she had just endured, and re-entered the small office cubicle. Margie's eyes bugged out at her friend's fucked-out appearance, and Debbie's glazed eyes hid nothing. "Now, little lady," Landis started, directing his eyes towards Margie, "have your momma call and we'll see you soon."
The frustrated young slut promised just that and the two teens left, Debbie still slightly dazed. Back home, the two wasted no time enlisting Sherry to unwittingly help out in the further debasement of her ********'s friend. She was flabbergasted but strangely aroused by the somewhat purified version of the tattooing story provided by her ********, and the display of the mark on such an intimate area. She secretly wondered if anything untoward had occurred, her thoughts in this vein provoked by the giggling and teasing between the two when describing the good looks and bulging muscles of the young black artist. Had she known that all during their little talk, sperm pooled in the panties of her ********, leaking constantly, she wouldn't have lifted the phone. Little did she know then, what utter depravity was to befall her next day. She represented herself as Margie's mother and the appointment was made for the next day.
Later that evening a car full of teenagers - Debbie's growing cuckolded brother, and his "girlfriend" in the front seat, Debbie, Margie and Tyrone in the back - were at the drive-in. Debbie and Margie were alternately french-kissing and fondling the young black's cock through his pants while Todd and his "girlfriend" were fondling groins in the front. Debbie whispered to Tyrone and the bold teen silently shucked his pants to his knees. She stripped her panties off and climbed on his knees, reaching underneath him and fitted his girth into her freshly showered pussy, whimpering uncontrollably. Her brother's head had disappeared from over the front seat and Shelly was receiving his lingual ministrations to her pelvic area, holding her panties to one side. "Wait, Todd," whispered the deceiving Shelly, "let me lift up and turn around." Having the previous night sampled Tyrone's wares, and being fully aware of Debbie's prurient behavior in the back seat, she wanted to watch the three in the back while sitting on her cuckolded boyfriend's face.
Todd shuffled his hips and legs to the edge of the seat and while Shelly lifted up he slid his head in under her hips and went to work lapping her cunt. "Take out your cock, Todd," whispered Shelly, and she reached behind her and began masturbating him. Her eyes focused between Debbie's own eyes and the movement of her hips beneath her skirt that she had pulled down over the pair of mated organs. There was no hiding from the older girl that the two were actually fucking, because Debbie's hips were constantly in motion and her mouth was opening and closing in gaping fashion. Shelly leaned over the back seat and brazenly flipped Debbie's offending skirt up against her stomach, giving her a bird's eye view of Tyrone's pistoning cock entering the young teen's cunt. She looked into Tyrone's eyes and reached between Debbie's legs to fondle the pistoning shaft at the juncture of her friend's cunt. Shelly moaned in sympathetic pleasure and poor Todd, thinking it was his pleasure he must be giving to his girl came violently all over the dash. Shelly smiled inwardly at her plan's nearing fruition. She bent her head down and whispered to him that he should go to the john to clean up. Hapless Todd, embarrassed by his state, put a brave face on his plight and announced he was going for popcorn and invited any orders wanted from the others.
"No thanks," was the theme of the other 3 girls and as he left the car. Debbie went into high gear grinding her hips on Tyrone's moaning out loud in rapture. A few rapid thrusts back and forth with that ebony length fully imbedded in her cunt caused her to orgasm loudly, bucking her hips rapidly and then stilling herself flat against her stud's chest. Shelly was already climbing over the front seat and pulling the young girl from Tyrone's hips. "It's my turn, now" she said, and little Margie off to the side, thinking she was next and finally about to lose her own virginity, pouted petulantly. But Shelly was already in position, pulling her panty band to one side and climbing on his lap. "Oh, baby, this is all I have been thinking about since last night," she said as she fitted his slippery cockhead to her cunt, wetted down beautifully by her "boyfriend."
"Do me hard and fast, I want you to come in me!" she pleaded. Tyrone grabbed her butt-cheeks in a death grip and sucked her nipple right through her blouse. Shelly knew this sucking would leave a wet spot and require some explaining to her befuddled boyfriend, but lost in the passion of the moment, could care less, and so she pulled his head tighter against her tit. "OHHHH, Goddddd, that's so good," she moaned and at that moment, Tyrone raised his hips from the seat, stilled his partner and she threw her head back as she felt the shooting streams of 8 hard blasts of cum inside her cunt. Absolutely lost was any recognition of the fact that she was mid-cycle in her monthly menstrual period, causing her to be at her most fertile period.
She had just managed to climb back into the front seat when Todd returned to the car. When he sat down, the deceitful girlfriend sidled up to him and whispered in his ear, just loud enough for the rest of the passengers to hear, "Baby, I loved what you were doing before your ..er, accident, can you finish me up, would you do that for me? Please?" Ever happy to please, the deceived lover climbed back down and three heads poked over the front seat to watch the unknowing humiliation of Debbie's brother. "Oh, baby, that's so nice, you are getting me all wet down there," lied the conniving teen. "I'm gonna, uhhhhnn, I'm almost, ohhhhnn, God that's it, I'm coming on your tongue," she marveled at the power of her climax, and immediately ascribed it to the newfound power of the domination kink she had fallen into. As her cunt contracted, it expelled large amounts of semen, into Todd's willing mouth, he merely duping himself into the deluded belief that he was an experienced oral lover.
"Four well-satisfied teens, but not me," was Margie's singular thought all the way home in the car. She made a beeline to Debbie's Mom when they all got in the door at The Evanston household and pleaded with her. "Please, Mrs. Evanston, you just gotta chaperone me at this tattoo parlor. He won't do me without an adult consenting, and it's just not fair Debbie should have one and not me." Sherry had hoped for a morning alone with Tyrone the following day and was mightily peeved at the inconvenient request, but relented. She had a kinky thought, to the effect, that, while the tattooist and Margie were busy in his cubicle, she and her young lover could sneak a fuck in the office.
At four the next afternoon, Sherry, Tyrone and Margie presented themselves at Landis' parlor. Sherry, while originally hoping that during the course of the tattoo she could catch a quick fuck in the office with her young teen stud, saw immediate even better possibilities with the delicious looking, scantily clad entrepreneur wearing a tight white pair of nylon shorts beneath which coiled his thick cock. Sherry's cheeks colored as he caught her gazing at his full pack, and her nipples distended under her tight see- through halter, a fact not lost upon young Landis.
Landis showed the two females into his office while Tyrone settled into a chair outside. So, where do you want this tattoo, little lady?" he asked Margie, "and you being her mom, I can assume you are here to consent?" turning toward Sherry.
"Just the same place where Debbie got hers, Landis!" and with that she pulled up her short skirt to her stomach revealing a pair of pink nylon see through tie-side panties. Landis got her up on the table and motioned 'mom' to a seat. Out of the corner of her eye as Sherry was sitting, she observed Margie untie one side of the panties and pull the gusset straight across to the other side of her cunt, ******** herself fully. Thinking she had done this secretly, she boldly looked into Landis' eyes and asked, "Can you see where I want it, now?"
At this point, Landis moved to shield Sherry's view of her ******* ********. Landis grunted a reply, and bent for what appeared to be a closer look. Sherry heard a slight moan from Margie and observed a tautening of her body on the tattoo table, as Landis placed his left hand on her pelvis while his right hand went to work with the needle.
Sherry was becoming intrigued with the voyeuristic tableau which she felt was sure about to unfold, and in aid of it, pretended to excuse herself to Landis' private bathroom, leaving the door open a crack. As soon as she had left the room, Landis circled around between the young teen's legs, and shuffled his hips right up against her wetting cunt lips making contact with his nylon encased hard on. At the same moment he bent at the waist and pulling up her halter began sucking on one nipple. This explosion of sensual assaults caused Margie's hips to undulate involuntarily, running up and down the young black's clothed erection, soaking the front of his shorts with her secretions. "OH my God, my GODDD!" cried Margie, as she clamped her hand over her mouth and slammed her head back into the cot as she wrenched her way through her orgasm. Sherry was madly scrabbling her own fingers over her clit, trying in sympathetic sensation to reach her own peak. Realizing the pair had now gone silent, she flushed the toilet to make some noise to announce her re-entry to the room, and by the time she had gotten back, the original positions had been resumed.
"I think I could use your help, in holding her down," Landis turned toward Sherry. "Just stand beside me and hold down her left hip with your hand." This left her right hand free which she placed on the bed directly in front of the young tattooist's hips, he now working from above his client's waist, freeing up his own left hand. Sherry began to sweat and trembling with excitement at the closeness of her hand contact to the wetted down and obscenely tented shorts two inches away from her, she turned to look deep into his eyes and then dropped her hand directly upon his cock. For his part, the tattooist's left hand sneaked up under her mini-skirt, squeezing her ass cheeks, and looking for the back side of her panties, found to his immense joy she was wearing a string thong. Sherry's hips began moving up and down, seeking contact between his roving hand and her rapidly juicing cunt. She pulled the waistband of the offending shorts down a couple of inches and slipped her hand inside. This all occurred just inches below the level of the cot, just out of the line of sight of the patient. Sherry then began squeezing the bone-hard wet cock head of the total stranger, and slipped her left hand lower on the pelvis of her '********' so that her baby finger just brushed the top of Margie's cunt, causing her to flinch and moan. This contact was not lost upon Landis, who said, "Yes, a first-timer always needs some extra hands to help her through." the double-meaning becoming clear to the hapless wife.
Her response was to fully draw her hand through the young cunt and manipulate her young clit. "Awww, no, Mrs. Evanston, don't!" cried Margie and yet her hips were rocking back and forth against her flying fingers. With her right hand, she pulled the shorts the rest of the way down, and the young stud wasted no further time, getting behind the 35 year old mother of two, pulling her string thong to one side and penetrating her to the balls with one thrust. She was panting like a racehorse and began cumming within a minute. At this point, he shuffled around in front of the young girl and the young mother guided his cock gingerly to the entrance of the young teen cunt. Sherry rubbed the head up and over Margie's clit, the friction drawing the girl's hips up and off the table, causing her to cry out in anguish. "OH! Oh! Put it in!"
Mrs. Evanston's black teen lover, meanwhile, had been getting a bird's eye view of the voluptuous tableau from behind the slightly cracked door to the main office, and was hard as steel. He caught Sherry's eye, her head nodding in ascent, and he swiftly slipped in behind the freshly vacated cunt of the wanton wife and in one movement was embedded to the root. He bent at the hip to suck the nearest tit of the prostrate teenager whose eyes had grown wide.
Sherry fed first one inch, then a second into the impossibly tight cuntal channel of the hyperventilating overeager Margie. Her eyes rolled back into their sockets and her hips shook with her erratic movements while two more inches of ebony steel penetrated deep into her cunt. Sherry's fingers slide imperceptibly backwards on the stalk - as if it was she who was fucking Margie! Landis became frustrated with this slow teasing, and removed Sherry's hand and corkscrewed the remaining 5 inches in until he was balls deep. The young mother insinuated her right hand between the bodies of the mating couple until her fingers found the little clitoris of the panting overheated teen. When she made contact, Margie exploded into full orgasm, going totally rigid, jaw clenched, and moaning loudly. Sherry's left hand stole behind the butt of the pistoning black and a finger began tracing up and down his ass crack. Landis looked over his shoulder and placing a hand on top of her head, urged Sherry to her knees behind him.
Spreading his legs to give her easier access, the young mother spread his ass-cheeks and began tonguing his asshole. Landis reached behind with one hand and held his butt apart. Margie, missing his fingers on her clit, reached down with one hand to pull her cunt lips wider apart to seek that extra millimeter of penetration. Having lubed his anal ring sufficiently, Sherry wet down her middle finger and slowly inserted it to the bottom knuckle, and began, instinctively massaging his prostrate, causing the fertile young teen to explode in orgasm, driving his full nine inches to the deepest recesses of his young lover's vagina. She clung to his butt with both hands trying to weld her hips to his.
Tyrone, whose more mature partner had momentarily abandoned him, whispered to Landis and the two lifted the doll-like limp body of the over-sensitized teenager, off the table, while Ty, took her position, lying down on his back. The young girl, just now coming out of her orgasmic haze gripped the steel pole of the new partner with her right hand. With her left hand she pulled her cunt lips apart and sank to his balls in one motion, snapping her back and head upright and into rigidity. Her hips became a blur of motion grinding her newly found G-spot back and forth over the head of his cock. Ty, not to be outdone in the sensations-giving, bent behind the undulating ass-cheeks of the girl and began lapping at her asshole, causing her to whine with pleasure. She was turning to look at the source of this new pleasure when at the same moment a black finger began probing her rectum and pushed into her, triggering a final 15 to 20 second overpowering orgasm. Tyrone could hold back no longer, pulling her hips down so tight that his cockhead was pushed partially into her uterus.
Margie in a dazed state dismounted the tattooist's torso and rearranging her panties to stem the flowing tide seeping from her freshly fucked cunt. Sherry was also just coming down from her illicit liaison with her son's friend. While she was previously anxious for her husband to return from his business trip, she was now resentful knowing she would have to interrupt straying with these young black teens. As she left the parlor she could not even imagine the new lows to which she might sink on their way home from the movies later that night with a very young black hitchhiker.
Fred came home later that night, to a smiling table full of ******, and the two black houseguests. Since it was the final night of the guests' stay, he charitably invited his ****** and Todd his girlfriend, to a movie.
BLACK HOUSE GUESTS - The Tattoo Parlor
Written by the Fox
Submitted by SeeShow
Sherry Evanston's teen slut-******** Debbie and her like-minded friend Margie were cruising the mall. They were scoping out the black teen population when they walked by a tattoo parlor. It was Margie who issued the challenge and Debbie answered and before you could say Bubba the two tarts were inside. A young black girl at reception looked the two up and down and started to protest, due to their being, apparently ********. Margie had dressed the part of a much younger girl that morning, her hair being in pig-tails, and wearing knee-socks to go with her pink mini-skirt and her brother's sleeveless tee-shirt cut so high on her midriff that the lower quarter of her budding titties showed from below. But since she was only 5 foot-flat tall, she didn't worry about anyone getting down THAT low, anyway.
"You will definitely have to come back here with your mama, and have her watch over the deal, sweet thing," the attendant was telling Margie. Debbie with her 35-inch tits packed on her frame looked older and although the employee was suspicious, she felt that this girl could pass for 18, so she buzzed inside for the artist, who came out pronto to greet his next customer.
Debbie drooled. The artist's pants tented. Chemistry occurred. The artist was a 24 year-old black business graduate from a local college with bulging biceps, and tight green spandex shorts. Debbie was wearing four inch open-toed heels, a tartan micro skirt and a loose white halter which did little to contain the beauties bobbling around inside. Those titties positively bounced, nearly right out as she jumped out of her seat to meet the entrepreneur.
"Hello, my name is Landis, and you are looking for a tattoo?" Debbie nearly swooned at the deep timbre of this handsome stud's voice. "Did you get a chance to look over our samples?"
Debbie's gaze had dropped and her eyes locked on the bulging meat packed into the nearly see-through shorts he was wearing. When Debbie shook her head he led her back to the receptionist's desk who spread charts and samples in front of her. This ploy between the studly young man and his girl had allowed him many a surreptitious view of feminine charms in the past, while the customer sampled the wares. This was to be a fabulous opportunity for the voyeuristic young man.
"Take a couple of minutes, have a seat and decide what you'd like to have done." Landis suggested.
Debbie took the dog-eared little pamphlet and wiggled back to the little couch where Margie was still sitting, the young man with the iron tenting his shorts walking close behind. As Debbie pretended to examine the sample book her eyes roamed over the spandex-clad erected black member at eye-level as Landis stood in front of the two teens. Margie was especially horny for this hunk, having earlier been refused permission by his attendant and was batting her eyes, crossing and uncrossing her legs, Sharon Stone-style begging and imploring the owner to reconsider his refusal.
"How old ARE you anyway?" inquired Landis.
"Almost adult," replied Margie "but I THINK older, if you catch what I mean," as she leaned back, placing both arms on the top of the couch causing her top to rise, and spreading her legs. The studly owner was treated to a view of pretty much all of her perky tits from the nipples down, and her pretty panties.
"Sorry sweet thing, although I'd like to do yuh, you just look too young so you gotta bring your mama back."
Margie pouted but her mind was hatching a scheme to involve Debbie's Mom in a threesome with this glorious stud.
Debbie pointed out her choice of a butterfly and when the young man asked where she wanted it, pulled the waistband of her skirt down and pointed to a spot an inch below her panty line. Five minutes later Debbie was lying skirtless on a padded table. The owner was treated to quite a view since her panties were almost totally transparent and much too small. They were bought for her two years ago. The right half of her tie-side bikini panties were untied and draped down enough to give Landis room to work. The atmosphere was sexually charged. Landis couldn't believe that she was wearing a pair of acetate panties absolutely see-through and so small that her almost-hairless pussy was on display. His cock was leaking pre-cum and wetting down the top of his shorts where the head of his dick was trying to punch its way through, a sight not lost on Debbie. He had placed a pillow beneath her head so she herself could get a view of what he was doing. The "view" was great, thought Debbie and she was almost delirious with anticipation. "This'll sting, little lady, so be prepared . . ."
Minutes later the young tart was soaked in sweat, her halter top completely transparent, putting her magnificent tits with tumescent nipples on very public display. Debbie had grabbed Landis' leg on two occasions in agony as a particularly bad wave of pain struck. Anticipating a recurrence, the young man angled his stance more obliquely and the next time her right hand flashed out it settled directly upon the stalk of his throbbing cock, his needlework momentarily ceased, the hand squeezed in voluntary activity, then again. "UH, sorry," Debbie pretended. , looking directly into his eyes, but not immediately releasing him.
"No problem, happens all the time." Landis pretended, and the tension rose a notch. He walked around to the other side of the table, ostensibly to finish up the left side and put his left hand between Debbie's thighs, supposedly for support but hoping that she would invite greater intimate contact. He was trying to bring this young teen's senses to a boil.
She took the bait settling her hips slightly lower on the table until her soaked panty-clad cunt came into electric contact with his lower wrist, causing her to moan in pleasure, and imperceptibly twitch her hips up and down seeking clitoral contact with the extended bone in his wrist.
"There, all done!"
The words had hardly escaped his lips when Debbie threw herself forward into his arms, gripped his shoulders and mashed her open mouth on his, pulling him down upon her. Landis used one hand to free his ebony cock, and Debbie slid her panty to one side. The young black crawled up on the table, positioned himself, Debbie's tiny hand gripped the long-awaited object of her attentions and directed a swift and deep entry into her flowering pussy. "OH my GOD you're huge!" she cried and Landis grunted in satisfaction. Debbie's eyes rolled back as she orgasmed, her hips rising from the table to lock onto his while her thighs quivered and shook. As she was transported into orgasm she reached forward with her arms and her hands gripped the contracting ass cheeks of her lover, trying to pull his cock ever deeper. "Awhhhnnnn! So good!" she was panting like a horse as the tightly imprisoned young man's cock sent her through the roof. Finally she relaxed, her hips falling back to the table. :"Let me get on top," she cried, and in a minute she was riding him, her ass cheeks rolling and quivering, her head thrown back, her mouth open, her teeth grinding, moaning her pleasure.
She leaned forward and placed a nipple in his mouth that he sucked so hard the nipple was in danger of permanent extension. This caused Debbie to clamp her pelvis deeper onto his and start rocking to and fro on the root of the cock. He switched to the other tit, causing such a maelstrom of sensations that she was cumming again. The tattooist decided to put her into orbit and reaching around behind her ass, and dipping his finger into her crack moistened it in her flowing juices and slowly inserted it into her asshole. Debbie's eyes widened and slut that she was her ass automatically pushed back against his hand. The orgasm sensations became ecstatic and her hips suddenly jumped into a staccato of motion flying back and forth upon his hips, driving the invading finger in right to the knuckle. "OOhhhn that's so filthy, unnhhh, more..." she cried, until weak from feeling she collapsed onto his chest. She reached her hands between his flexing ass-cheeks and the bed. She gripped him tighter seeking to pull him the extra few millimeters deeper into her cunt, the symbolic effect of her unconscious acting out of the age-old mating instinct - seeking maximum penile-uterine contact and allowing the soon invading sperm cells greater facility for their natural job. Her instinctive actions were not lost on the virile young black male beneath her. He pistoned his hips upward, groaning his release as he too gripped her assflesh and clamped her hips onto his, locked into each other in violent release.
Moments later Debbie had rearranged herself, her halter, however, quite transparent from the sweaty workout she had just endured, and re-entered the small office cubicle. Margie's eyes bugged out at her friend's fucked-out appearance, and Debbie's glazed eyes hid nothing. "Now, little lady," Landis started, directing his eyes towards Margie, "have your momma call and we'll see you soon."
The frustrated young slut promised just that and the two teens left, Debbie still slightly dazed. Back home, the two wasted no time enlisting Sherry to unwittingly help out in the further debasement of her ********'s friend. She was flabbergasted but strangely aroused by the somewhat purified version of the tattooing story provided by her ********, and the display of the mark on such an intimate area. She secretly wondered if anything untoward had occurred, her thoughts in this vein provoked by the giggling and teasing between the two when describing the good looks and bulging muscles of the young black artist. Had she known that all during their little talk, sperm pooled in the panties of her ********, leaking constantly, she wouldn't have lifted the phone. Little did she know then, what utter depravity was to befall her next day. She represented herself as Margie's mother and the appointment was made for the next day.
Later that evening a car full of teenagers - Debbie's growing cuckolded brother, and his "girlfriend" in the front seat, Debbie, Margie and Tyrone in the back - were at the drive-in. Debbie and Margie were alternately french-kissing and fondling the young black's cock through his pants while Todd and his "girlfriend" were fondling groins in the front. Debbie whispered to Tyrone and the bold teen silently shucked his pants to his knees. She stripped her panties off and climbed on his knees, reaching underneath him and fitted his girth into her freshly showered pussy, whimpering uncontrollably. Her brother's head had disappeared from over the front seat and Shelly was receiving his lingual ministrations to her pelvic area, holding her panties to one side. "Wait, Todd," whispered the deceiving Shelly, "let me lift up and turn around." Having the previous night sampled Tyrone's wares, and being fully aware of Debbie's prurient behavior in the back seat, she wanted to watch the three in the back while sitting on her cuckolded boyfriend's face.
Todd shuffled his hips and legs to the edge of the seat and while Shelly lifted up he slid his head in under her hips and went to work lapping her cunt. "Take out your cock, Todd," whispered Shelly, and she reached behind her and began masturbating him. Her eyes focused between Debbie's own eyes and the movement of her hips beneath her skirt that she had pulled down over the pair of mated organs. There was no hiding from the older girl that the two were actually fucking, because Debbie's hips were constantly in motion and her mouth was opening and closing in gaping fashion. Shelly leaned over the back seat and brazenly flipped Debbie's offending skirt up against her stomach, giving her a bird's eye view of Tyrone's pistoning cock entering the young teen's cunt. She looked into Tyrone's eyes and reached between Debbie's legs to fondle the pistoning shaft at the juncture of her friend's cunt. Shelly moaned in sympathetic pleasure and poor Todd, thinking it was his pleasure he must be giving to his girl came violently all over the dash. Shelly smiled inwardly at her plan's nearing fruition. She bent her head down and whispered to him that he should go to the john to clean up. Hapless Todd, embarrassed by his state, put a brave face on his plight and announced he was going for popcorn and invited any orders wanted from the others.
"No thanks," was the theme of the other 3 girls and as he left the car. Debbie went into high gear grinding her hips on Tyrone's moaning out loud in rapture. A few rapid thrusts back and forth with that ebony length fully imbedded in her cunt caused her to orgasm loudly, bucking her hips rapidly and then stilling herself flat against her stud's chest. Shelly was already climbing over the front seat and pulling the young girl from Tyrone's hips. "It's my turn, now" she said, and little Margie off to the side, thinking she was next and finally about to lose her own virginity, pouted petulantly. But Shelly was already in position, pulling her panty band to one side and climbing on his lap. "Oh, baby, this is all I have been thinking about since last night," she said as she fitted his slippery cockhead to her cunt, wetted down beautifully by her "boyfriend."
"Do me hard and fast, I want you to come in me!" she pleaded. Tyrone grabbed her butt-cheeks in a death grip and sucked her nipple right through her blouse. Shelly knew this sucking would leave a wet spot and require some explaining to her befuddled boyfriend, but lost in the passion of the moment, could care less, and so she pulled his head tighter against her tit. "OHHHH, Goddddd, that's so good," she moaned and at that moment, Tyrone raised his hips from the seat, stilled his partner and she threw her head back as she felt the shooting streams of 8 hard blasts of cum inside her cunt. Absolutely lost was any recognition of the fact that she was mid-cycle in her monthly menstrual period, causing her to be at her most fertile period.
She had just managed to climb back into the front seat when Todd returned to the car. When he sat down, the deceitful girlfriend sidled up to him and whispered in his ear, just loud enough for the rest of the passengers to hear, "Baby, I loved what you were doing before your ..er, accident, can you finish me up, would you do that for me? Please?" Ever happy to please, the deceived lover climbed back down and three heads poked over the front seat to watch the unknowing humiliation of Debbie's brother. "Oh, baby, that's so nice, you are getting me all wet down there," lied the conniving teen. "I'm gonna, uhhhhnn, I'm almost, ohhhhnn, God that's it, I'm coming on your tongue," she marveled at the power of her climax, and immediately ascribed it to the newfound power of the domination kink she had fallen into. As her cunt contracted, it expelled large amounts of semen, into Todd's willing mouth, he merely duping himself into the deluded belief that he was an experienced oral lover.
"Four well-satisfied teens, but not me," was Margie's singular thought all the way home in the car. She made a beeline to Debbie's Mom when they all got in the door at The Evanston household and pleaded with her. "Please, Mrs. Evanston, you just gotta chaperone me at this tattoo parlor. He won't do me without an adult consenting, and it's just not fair Debbie should have one and not me." Sherry had hoped for a morning alone with Tyrone the following day and was mightily peeved at the inconvenient request, but relented. She had a kinky thought, to the effect, that, while the tattooist and Margie were busy in his cubicle, she and her young lover could sneak a fuck in the office.
At four the next afternoon, Sherry, Tyrone and Margie presented themselves at Landis' parlor. Sherry, while originally hoping that during the course of the tattoo she could catch a quick fuck in the office with her young teen stud, saw immediate even better possibilities with the delicious looking, scantily clad entrepreneur wearing a tight white pair of nylon shorts beneath which coiled his thick cock. Sherry's cheeks colored as he caught her gazing at his full pack, and her nipples distended under her tight see- through halter, a fact not lost upon young Landis.
Landis showed the two females into his office while Tyrone settled into a chair outside. So, where do you want this tattoo, little lady?" he asked Margie, "and you being her mom, I can assume you are here to consent?" turning toward Sherry.
"Just the same place where Debbie got hers, Landis!" and with that she pulled up her short skirt to her stomach revealing a pair of pink nylon see through tie-side panties. Landis got her up on the table and motioned 'mom' to a seat. Out of the corner of her eye as Sherry was sitting, she observed Margie untie one side of the panties and pull the gusset straight across to the other side of her cunt, ******** herself fully. Thinking she had done this secretly, she boldly looked into Landis' eyes and asked, "Can you see where I want it, now?"
At this point, Landis moved to shield Sherry's view of her ******* ********. Landis grunted a reply, and bent for what appeared to be a closer look. Sherry heard a slight moan from Margie and observed a tautening of her body on the tattoo table, as Landis placed his left hand on her pelvis while his right hand went to work with the needle.
Sherry was becoming intrigued with the voyeuristic tableau which she felt was sure about to unfold, and in aid of it, pretended to excuse herself to Landis' private bathroom, leaving the door open a crack. As soon as she had left the room, Landis circled around between the young teen's legs, and shuffled his hips right up against her wetting cunt lips making contact with his nylon encased hard on. At the same moment he bent at the waist and pulling up her halter began sucking on one nipple. This explosion of sensual assaults caused Margie's hips to undulate involuntarily, running up and down the young black's clothed erection, soaking the front of his shorts with her secretions. "OH my God, my GODDD!" cried Margie, as she clamped her hand over her mouth and slammed her head back into the cot as she wrenched her way through her orgasm. Sherry was madly scrabbling her own fingers over her clit, trying in sympathetic sensation to reach her own peak. Realizing the pair had now gone silent, she flushed the toilet to make some noise to announce her re-entry to the room, and by the time she had gotten back, the original positions had been resumed.
"I think I could use your help, in holding her down," Landis turned toward Sherry. "Just stand beside me and hold down her left hip with your hand." This left her right hand free which she placed on the bed directly in front of the young tattooist's hips, he now working from above his client's waist, freeing up his own left hand. Sherry began to sweat and trembling with excitement at the closeness of her hand contact to the wetted down and obscenely tented shorts two inches away from her, she turned to look deep into his eyes and then dropped her hand directly upon his cock. For his part, the tattooist's left hand sneaked up under her mini-skirt, squeezing her ass cheeks, and looking for the back side of her panties, found to his immense joy she was wearing a string thong. Sherry's hips began moving up and down, seeking contact between his roving hand and her rapidly juicing cunt. She pulled the waistband of the offending shorts down a couple of inches and slipped her hand inside. This all occurred just inches below the level of the cot, just out of the line of sight of the patient. Sherry then began squeezing the bone-hard wet cock head of the total stranger, and slipped her left hand lower on the pelvis of her '********' so that her baby finger just brushed the top of Margie's cunt, causing her to flinch and moan. This contact was not lost upon Landis, who said, "Yes, a first-timer always needs some extra hands to help her through." the double-meaning becoming clear to the hapless wife.
Her response was to fully draw her hand through the young cunt and manipulate her young clit. "Awww, no, Mrs. Evanston, don't!" cried Margie and yet her hips were rocking back and forth against her flying fingers. With her right hand, she pulled the shorts the rest of the way down, and the young stud wasted no further time, getting behind the 35 year old mother of two, pulling her string thong to one side and penetrating her to the balls with one thrust. She was panting like a racehorse and began cumming within a minute. At this point, he shuffled around in front of the young girl and the young mother guided his cock gingerly to the entrance of the young teen cunt. Sherry rubbed the head up and over Margie's clit, the friction drawing the girl's hips up and off the table, causing her to cry out in anguish. "OH! Oh! Put it in!"
Mrs. Evanston's black teen lover, meanwhile, had been getting a bird's eye view of the voluptuous tableau from behind the slightly cracked door to the main office, and was hard as steel. He caught Sherry's eye, her head nodding in ascent, and he swiftly slipped in behind the freshly vacated cunt of the wanton wife and in one movement was embedded to the root. He bent at the hip to suck the nearest tit of the prostrate teenager whose eyes had grown wide.
Sherry fed first one inch, then a second into the impossibly tight cuntal channel of the hyperventilating overeager Margie. Her eyes rolled back into their sockets and her hips shook with her erratic movements while two more inches of ebony steel penetrated deep into her cunt. Sherry's fingers slide imperceptibly backwards on the stalk - as if it was she who was fucking Margie! Landis became frustrated with this slow teasing, and removed Sherry's hand and corkscrewed the remaining 5 inches in until he was balls deep. The young mother insinuated her right hand between the bodies of the mating couple until her fingers found the little clitoris of the panting overheated teen. When she made contact, Margie exploded into full orgasm, going totally rigid, jaw clenched, and moaning loudly. Sherry's left hand stole behind the butt of the pistoning black and a finger began tracing up and down his ass crack. Landis looked over his shoulder and placing a hand on top of her head, urged Sherry to her knees behind him.
Spreading his legs to give her easier access, the young mother spread his ass-cheeks and began tonguing his asshole. Landis reached behind with one hand and held his butt apart. Margie, missing his fingers on her clit, reached down with one hand to pull her cunt lips wider apart to seek that extra millimeter of penetration. Having lubed his anal ring sufficiently, Sherry wet down her middle finger and slowly inserted it to the bottom knuckle, and began, instinctively massaging his prostrate, causing the fertile young teen to explode in orgasm, driving his full nine inches to the deepest recesses of his young lover's vagina. She clung to his butt with both hands trying to weld her hips to his.
Tyrone, whose more mature partner had momentarily abandoned him, whispered to Landis and the two lifted the doll-like limp body of the over-sensitized teenager, off the table, while Ty, took her position, lying down on his back. The young girl, just now coming out of her orgasmic haze gripped the steel pole of the new partner with her right hand. With her left hand she pulled her cunt lips apart and sank to his balls in one motion, snapping her back and head upright and into rigidity. Her hips became a blur of motion grinding her newly found G-spot back and forth over the head of his cock. Ty, not to be outdone in the sensations-giving, bent behind the undulating ass-cheeks of the girl and began lapping at her asshole, causing her to whine with pleasure. She was turning to look at the source of this new pleasure when at the same moment a black finger began probing her rectum and pushed into her, triggering a final 15 to 20 second overpowering orgasm. Tyrone could hold back no longer, pulling her hips down so tight that his cockhead was pushed partially into her uterus.
Margie in a dazed state dismounted the tattooist's torso and rearranging her panties to stem the flowing tide seeping from her freshly fucked cunt. Sherry was also just coming down from her illicit liaison with her son's friend. While she was previously anxious for her husband to return from his business trip, she was now resentful knowing she would have to interrupt straying with these young black teens. As she left the parlor she could not even imagine the new lows to which she might sink on their way home from the movies later that night with a very young black hitchhiker.
Fred came home later that night, to a smiling table full of ******, and the two black houseguests. Since it was the final night of the guests' stay, he charitably invited his ****** and Todd his girlfriend, to a movie.
