As my bra fell to the floor Rod cupped my breasts with his strong black hands. I tipped my head back and he kissed me, his tongue reaching deep into my mouth. By now he was once again swaying to the beat and I was following. I felt him massaging my breasts then pinch and roll the ends of my nipples. Lost in lust the hardness that was pressed against my skirt covered ass seemed to be even larger than before. I didn't want him to stop.
No words were spoken as he slid his hands down my tummy to where the buttons held my denim skirt closed. Swaying and rocking, Dipping as he pressed against me I felt the top button being undone. For a fleeting moment my mind drifted back to Tony...
"This is wrong...
"I can't betray his love...
"This feels so good...
"Surely he would understand...
"He will never know...
That's when I sensed the wetness suddenly growing between my legs. The second button came undone. "Rod is such a good kisser, undoing my skirt and his tounge is still playing deep in my mouth.
As the third button came undone and my skirt fell to the floor all thoughts of Tony vanished. Rod turned me around and took me by the hand saying "Leave those here, my staff will get them later."
He led me to the same pod of loveseats where Cindy and Lamar were setting. Cindy was on her back, naked with her legs pulled back, her knees on her shoulders. Lamar was on his knees, his face plastered wet with her juices. As he felt our approach he looked up to say "Oh FUCK she's a squirter home!"
Our drinks had been moved to the table in the middle of our pod. Rod picked up the glasses and said "Drink up baby, heres to your pleasure and mine." He finished his off and at his insistence, so too did I.
Rod stood with his back to the loveseat, me looking upward into his brown eyes.
"This isn't fair. You're standing in front of me in your pretty lace panties and I'm fully dressed. Ashley, we need to fix that, don't you think?"
He knew I was unsure so he told me to remove his shirt. Once that was off he kissed me once more, deeply. As I kissed him back. He put his hands on my shoulders and with the slightest pressure guided me to my knees.
I knew what he wanted. I had sucked Tonys little dick all the way into my mouth once or twice but...
"Take them off Ashley. You know you have to see it. You know it girl. Take them off."
As I reached up with both hands to unbuckle his belt two things happened at once; my left hand accidently brushed against his dick still in his pants and I caught a glimpse of my wedding band. It didn't matter at this point. All it was at this moment was jewelry. I had to see what was behind the zipper.
After his belt my shaking hands undid the snap and the zipper. Embarrassed at my clumsiness I looked up to see him nod, "Go on now, pull them down."
His dick was angled down his right pant leg. Even in the dim light I could see the base was almost as big around as my wrist. I continued, slowly lowering his pants staring at what was being revealed as I did. Finally as I lowered his pants his dick sprung free. There was no way I could even guess the size. All I could do was look in awe at what was before my eyes.
Rod sat back on the loveseat as I pulled off his shoes then finished taking off his pants. My hands were still shaking as I looked up at his face once more.
"Touch it Ashley."
I reached out. "No with your left hand. Touch my black dick with your left hand.""
He knew what he was doing.
"Feel how it pulses. Now lean forward and kiss it. It wants to finish growing for you. I want it, fuck you want it to satisfy you like your husband can't."
It was almost like my left hand had a mind of its own as I reached out touching it, feeling it pulse and continue to grow in length and girth. I tried to close my hand around the ebony colored shaft but couldn't.
"Use your right hand and push back the foreskin". I did as I was told. I'd never seen much less touched an uncut dick. I watched in amazement as the plum shaped head of Rods dick appeared from under the foreskin.
"Now lick the head. Kiss it Ashley knowing that it will take you places you've never been."
(I apologize but most of what happend next came from the VIP security cam videos. Some I remember but the videos filled in the rest. You'll understand why in a few minutes)
Unsure but wanting to know I gently licked the head. I suppose the lighting caused me not to notice the salty tasting fluid leaking from the slit. Confused I looked up at Rod. "That's pre-cum. It means my black cock loves you. Now kiss it. Worship it. Let my cock know how much you want the pleasure it will give you. Kiss it then open your mouth and suck on it."
I backed away and, not thinking, said "My ****** will never forgive me, I don't know if I can forgive myself if I do this to a nigger."
Rod grabbed my hair jerking my head backwards. He put his face inches away from mine. His eyes once so expressive, were now cold and emotionless black pits. In a very quiet, calm, cold voice
"You Racist married bitch. Nobody calls me a nigger. You are going to pay you racist cunt."
Oh my God, I had uncaged a monster. I tried to apologize but before I could say anything I felt the hand which had given me pleasure deliver the pain I now deserved. Rod slapped my face hard enough to knock me down onto my side.
The room was spinning and I could literally see stars.
Voices... several voices... not Rod but Lamar and Cindy and other voices "She be a fuckin racist bitch. How bout you ho?" I heard Cindy "Fuck no! Big Black Cock is the only thing I ever fuck. No white man has touched me in 5 years." More voices...
While Cindy verbally defended herself, Rod, now standing grabbed my hair. This time he guided my face in front of his now very hard black dick
"I'm gonna skull fuck you with my nasty nigger dick. Open your fucking hole slut!" he shouted. Hesitation.
"I said to open your fucking hole!"
The audience had grown as several others had moved to watch the show. Someone grabbed my head as another pinched my nose closed. After a few seconds I had to open my mouth to breathe.
Voices... laughing and encouraging Rod to teach the Racist cunt a lesson.
"Too fucking good to suck Nigger Cock?" "We gonna see about that."
"Cracka bitch. Make her pay!"
I had to breathe. Strong hands bent my arms behind my back so I couldn't move away...
"That's it bitch. Open up wide! You bite me and I'll put you in the fuckin river!" Would he? What have I done?
I opened my mouth to breath and as I did hands on the back of my head pushed me onto Rods dick. I tried to turn my head but with the control they had on me there was no way.
I gagged as his head hit the back of my mouth. Up came a slimy bile. Rod pulled back laughing at me as I puked on his dick. Quickly my head was shoved forward again and his giant black dick slid back into my mouth then somehow started down my throat.
More retching and more bile came up. I was thankful because it was the only lube my stretched throat was going to be allowed. I felt the slime run down my chin and drip onto my breasts. Retch again and now I couldn't breathe. Tears ran down my cheeks as now my nose was burried in Rod's pubic hair.
Taunts and laughter from those watching as Rod asked "You good enough for nigger cock now?!?! Nod your head if the answer is yes you piece of shit racist slut!" I nodded as best I could.
They still held me with Rod's dick burried in my throat. The room started to grow dim as I struggled to pull away, to get just one more breath... I just knew I was going to suffocate on this monster. I need air. I have to brea.... Light headed... Gagging... My eyes once wide open began to close...
Rod let go of my hair, put a hand on my forehead and violently shoved me backwards, away from his dick. I gasped as he slapped me again then shoved my face into the mess I had made on the floor.
As I tried to catch my breath I kept asking myself how could I have been so fucking stupid.
I heard what sounded like a white man's voice. I saw Cliff the bartender standing next to Rod with several bar towels. "Oh damned! I though you did a good job on Linda but man this one takes the cake."
"Linda was easy cause you had her mind right." Rod said. "You had your wife all primed up. The only thing she fought was getting her ass fucked."
"Yea" Cliff repled laughing "but you took that cherry. I still can't believe you got her to suck you right after. That was fucking hot."
Rod said "You don't give them time to think 'bout it. Pull outta they ass and shove it in they mouth. By the time they think about it it's too late. Hand me a couple of those and drop the rest in front of the slut."
"Here, this ones damp, the other is dry. Have fun breaking this bitch. She'll make a good cumbucket."
"Clean up the floor bitch." Rod ordered. I started to wipe my face. He grabbed my hair and made me look him in the eyes. "I said the fuckin floor. Not you face, not your tits. The fuckin floor! I'm not done with your face."
On my knees I wiped my bile up as best I could. As I did it seemed as if someone was either slapping my panty cover ass, rubbing my pussy or reaching below me and roughly squeezing my tits. I was just meat for use by the ni**ers in the room.
"You're done. Stand up." Rod reached out with both hands, grabbed my panties and literally tore them off. "Pick up those towels, take them to Cliff. He'll hand you my next drink. Return and get back on your knees." It was an order.
When I bent over I heard a comment about that tight asshole gonna get stretched tonight. Once more I thought about my stupid comment. How could I have said THAT?
I took the towels to the bar. More voices calling me a racist. Cliff was waiting with a plastic bag. He saw the fresh tears in my eyes and rolling down my cheeks.
"Drop those in here. Rod want another Hen?"
I nodded.
"See the redhead with the swollen tummy?" he said nodding to my left.
"Yes."
"She's my wife. She fought back too. Now she's a BBC slut just like you'll be soon. Oh the baby? Not sure who but definitely one of the guys in this room."
"You okay with that?" I asked.
He smiled and said "Yes, it's part of the payback. You'll understand. Here, take this to Rod. Remember, just roll with it."
"On your knees slut" Rod said as I handed him the Hennessy. "Now clean my cock." There were no towels but then I got the picture.
I dropped to my knees and almost gagging again, I began to lick my bile off his dick. "Clean my head too and all that shaft racist bitch. Remember you called ME a nigger. Payback time."
I thought i was doing a good job and maybe it would soon be okay when he told me to clesn his balls too.."Don't just lick, suck that skin into your mouth. Clean them up good" i spent a good 5 minutes licking and sucking his balls when Rod leaned back raising his legs high in the air.
"Now lick my ass." I started to say no when I felt my head shoved forward. "My home said to lick his ass. Now lick bitch!"
No words were spoken as he slid his hands down my tummy to where the buttons held my denim skirt closed. Swaying and rocking, Dipping as he pressed against me I felt the top button being undone. For a fleeting moment my mind drifted back to Tony...
"This is wrong...
"I can't betray his love...
"This feels so good...
"Surely he would understand...
"He will never know...
That's when I sensed the wetness suddenly growing between my legs. The second button came undone. "Rod is such a good kisser, undoing my skirt and his tounge is still playing deep in my mouth.
As the third button came undone and my skirt fell to the floor all thoughts of Tony vanished. Rod turned me around and took me by the hand saying "Leave those here, my staff will get them later."
He led me to the same pod of loveseats where Cindy and Lamar were setting. Cindy was on her back, naked with her legs pulled back, her knees on her shoulders. Lamar was on his knees, his face plastered wet with her juices. As he felt our approach he looked up to say "Oh FUCK she's a squirter home!"
Our drinks had been moved to the table in the middle of our pod. Rod picked up the glasses and said "Drink up baby, heres to your pleasure and mine." He finished his off and at his insistence, so too did I.
Rod stood with his back to the loveseat, me looking upward into his brown eyes.
"This isn't fair. You're standing in front of me in your pretty lace panties and I'm fully dressed. Ashley, we need to fix that, don't you think?"
He knew I was unsure so he told me to remove his shirt. Once that was off he kissed me once more, deeply. As I kissed him back. He put his hands on my shoulders and with the slightest pressure guided me to my knees.
I knew what he wanted. I had sucked Tonys little dick all the way into my mouth once or twice but...
"Take them off Ashley. You know you have to see it. You know it girl. Take them off."
As I reached up with both hands to unbuckle his belt two things happened at once; my left hand accidently brushed against his dick still in his pants and I caught a glimpse of my wedding band. It didn't matter at this point. All it was at this moment was jewelry. I had to see what was behind the zipper.
After his belt my shaking hands undid the snap and the zipper. Embarrassed at my clumsiness I looked up to see him nod, "Go on now, pull them down."
His dick was angled down his right pant leg. Even in the dim light I could see the base was almost as big around as my wrist. I continued, slowly lowering his pants staring at what was being revealed as I did. Finally as I lowered his pants his dick sprung free. There was no way I could even guess the size. All I could do was look in awe at what was before my eyes.
Rod sat back on the loveseat as I pulled off his shoes then finished taking off his pants. My hands were still shaking as I looked up at his face once more.
"Touch it Ashley."
I reached out. "No with your left hand. Touch my black dick with your left hand.""
He knew what he was doing.
"Feel how it pulses. Now lean forward and kiss it. It wants to finish growing for you. I want it, fuck you want it to satisfy you like your husband can't."
It was almost like my left hand had a mind of its own as I reached out touching it, feeling it pulse and continue to grow in length and girth. I tried to close my hand around the ebony colored shaft but couldn't.
"Use your right hand and push back the foreskin". I did as I was told. I'd never seen much less touched an uncut dick. I watched in amazement as the plum shaped head of Rods dick appeared from under the foreskin.
"Now lick the head. Kiss it Ashley knowing that it will take you places you've never been."
(I apologize but most of what happend next came from the VIP security cam videos. Some I remember but the videos filled in the rest. You'll understand why in a few minutes)
Unsure but wanting to know I gently licked the head. I suppose the lighting caused me not to notice the salty tasting fluid leaking from the slit. Confused I looked up at Rod. "That's pre-cum. It means my black cock loves you. Now kiss it. Worship it. Let my cock know how much you want the pleasure it will give you. Kiss it then open your mouth and suck on it."
I backed away and, not thinking, said "My ****** will never forgive me, I don't know if I can forgive myself if I do this to a nigger."
Rod grabbed my hair jerking my head backwards. He put his face inches away from mine. His eyes once so expressive, were now cold and emotionless black pits. In a very quiet, calm, cold voice
"You Racist married bitch. Nobody calls me a nigger. You are going to pay you racist cunt."
Oh my God, I had uncaged a monster. I tried to apologize but before I could say anything I felt the hand which had given me pleasure deliver the pain I now deserved. Rod slapped my face hard enough to knock me down onto my side.
The room was spinning and I could literally see stars.
Voices... several voices... not Rod but Lamar and Cindy and other voices "She be a fuckin racist bitch. How bout you ho?" I heard Cindy "Fuck no! Big Black Cock is the only thing I ever fuck. No white man has touched me in 5 years." More voices...
While Cindy verbally defended herself, Rod, now standing grabbed my hair. This time he guided my face in front of his now very hard black dick
"I'm gonna skull fuck you with my nasty nigger dick. Open your fucking hole slut!" he shouted. Hesitation.
"I said to open your fucking hole!"
The audience had grown as several others had moved to watch the show. Someone grabbed my head as another pinched my nose closed. After a few seconds I had to open my mouth to breathe.
Voices... laughing and encouraging Rod to teach the Racist cunt a lesson.
"Too fucking good to suck Nigger Cock?" "We gonna see about that."
"Cracka bitch. Make her pay!"
I had to breathe. Strong hands bent my arms behind my back so I couldn't move away...
"That's it bitch. Open up wide! You bite me and I'll put you in the fuckin river!" Would he? What have I done?
I opened my mouth to breath and as I did hands on the back of my head pushed me onto Rods dick. I tried to turn my head but with the control they had on me there was no way.
I gagged as his head hit the back of my mouth. Up came a slimy bile. Rod pulled back laughing at me as I puked on his dick. Quickly my head was shoved forward again and his giant black dick slid back into my mouth then somehow started down my throat.
More retching and more bile came up. I was thankful because it was the only lube my stretched throat was going to be allowed. I felt the slime run down my chin and drip onto my breasts. Retch again and now I couldn't breathe. Tears ran down my cheeks as now my nose was burried in Rod's pubic hair.
Taunts and laughter from those watching as Rod asked "You good enough for nigger cock now?!?! Nod your head if the answer is yes you piece of shit racist slut!" I nodded as best I could.
They still held me with Rod's dick burried in my throat. The room started to grow dim as I struggled to pull away, to get just one more breath... I just knew I was going to suffocate on this monster. I need air. I have to brea.... Light headed... Gagging... My eyes once wide open began to close...
Rod let go of my hair, put a hand on my forehead and violently shoved me backwards, away from his dick. I gasped as he slapped me again then shoved my face into the mess I had made on the floor.
As I tried to catch my breath I kept asking myself how could I have been so fucking stupid.
I heard what sounded like a white man's voice. I saw Cliff the bartender standing next to Rod with several bar towels. "Oh damned! I though you did a good job on Linda but man this one takes the cake."
"Linda was easy cause you had her mind right." Rod said. "You had your wife all primed up. The only thing she fought was getting her ass fucked."
"Yea" Cliff repled laughing "but you took that cherry. I still can't believe you got her to suck you right after. That was fucking hot."
Rod said "You don't give them time to think 'bout it. Pull outta they ass and shove it in they mouth. By the time they think about it it's too late. Hand me a couple of those and drop the rest in front of the slut."
"Here, this ones damp, the other is dry. Have fun breaking this bitch. She'll make a good cumbucket."
"Clean up the floor bitch." Rod ordered. I started to wipe my face. He grabbed my hair and made me look him in the eyes. "I said the fuckin floor. Not you face, not your tits. The fuckin floor! I'm not done with your face."
On my knees I wiped my bile up as best I could. As I did it seemed as if someone was either slapping my panty cover ass, rubbing my pussy or reaching below me and roughly squeezing my tits. I was just meat for use by the ni**ers in the room.
"You're done. Stand up." Rod reached out with both hands, grabbed my panties and literally tore them off. "Pick up those towels, take them to Cliff. He'll hand you my next drink. Return and get back on your knees." It was an order.
When I bent over I heard a comment about that tight asshole gonna get stretched tonight. Once more I thought about my stupid comment. How could I have said THAT?
I took the towels to the bar. More voices calling me a racist. Cliff was waiting with a plastic bag. He saw the fresh tears in my eyes and rolling down my cheeks.
"Drop those in here. Rod want another Hen?"
I nodded.
"See the redhead with the swollen tummy?" he said nodding to my left.
"Yes."
"She's my wife. She fought back too. Now she's a BBC slut just like you'll be soon. Oh the baby? Not sure who but definitely one of the guys in this room."
"You okay with that?" I asked.
He smiled and said "Yes, it's part of the payback. You'll understand. Here, take this to Rod. Remember, just roll with it."
"On your knees slut" Rod said as I handed him the Hennessy. "Now clean my cock." There were no towels but then I got the picture.
I dropped to my knees and almost gagging again, I began to lick my bile off his dick. "Clean my head too and all that shaft racist bitch. Remember you called ME a nigger. Payback time."
I thought i was doing a good job and maybe it would soon be okay when he told me to clesn his balls too.."Don't just lick, suck that skin into your mouth. Clean them up good" i spent a good 5 minutes licking and sucking his balls when Rod leaned back raising his legs high in the air.
"Now lick my ass." I started to say no when I felt my head shoved forward. "My home said to lick his ass. Now lick bitch!"
