A PRIVATE EYE FULL by Shooter3704


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A PRIVATE EYE FULL

Shooter3704


Product Type: EBook
Price:  $3.95
Published by: Fiction4All
No. words: 19000
Categories: Interracial Erotica       Erotic Short Stories      
Published 1 / 2007
 

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SYNOPSIS

Mike was a Private Investigator on a case. The husband he was watching was dormant, but others in the block were active - including a big, balck dude called Hammer. When Hammer got shot, Mike happened upon an attache case he once owned - full of lists of white women who'd do anything for black clients. And that was how Mike got to become a pimp and how, in the space of a short while he sampled the various women and fixed them up with clients, just before Hammer's brother appeared on the scene - and then the word gangbang took on a whole new meaning.

EXTRACT

I stood in the darken doorway of Spiffio’s old deli and waited for about ten minutes. A late model sports car drove up and a young woman got out. She leaned down to the passengers window. “Thanks for the fun time, guys,” She said, “You’re both a great fuck. Thanks for the tip, too. See you later.” The car departed with tires squalling and smoke rolling. I let the woman stand there for a moment, softly humming to herself. Apparently Tall Man and company had left this girl in a pleasant frame of mind. “How much tip did they give you?” I asked. She jumped and whirled around. “Hi, I’m Mike,” I said, leaving the shadows. “Have a good time?” “God dammit,” she yelled. “You scared me out of ten years of my life! Where the hell did you come from?” “Sorry,” I said. “Didn’t mean to scare you. Come on with me.” She followed me across the street mumbling curses the whole distance. I let us into my house. “Lisa!” Carol squealed, “I didn’t know you were going to be here.” The two women hugged and Lisa took Carol to the couch asking what Carol wanted to drink. She had apparently delegated herself as hostess. “Who is this turkey?” Carol asked, hitching her thumb toward me. “This is Mike,” Lisa said smiling at me. “He’s all right.” Now who could ask for a better endorsement? “How did he get involved in this shit?” Carol demanded. “What the hell happened to Hammer?” “Hammer fought the law and the law won,” I said. “You didn’t answer me. How much tip did you get?” Wordlessly she opened her small pocketbook and handed me a folded hundred dollar bill which I ignored. She took four hundred more from her pocket and put all five bills together and handed it to me. I took the money and took two of the bills and handed her the other three hundred. “I don’t keep tips,” I said. Carol Miller sat opened mouth and Lisa laughed out loud. “I told you he was all right, didn’t I?” Lisa said, still laughing at Carol’s expression. “We get to fuck black cock and get paid too. It doesn’t get any better then this!” I explained the deal to Carol. At first she didn’t seem to understand. But the ideal gradually sunk in. She put the money she still held up to her nose grinning widely. Lisa moved over to the couch and sat beside Carol, “Now tell me about your date with Tall Man” she said. “I fucked him a couple of times.” “Hey that Tall Man is a great fuck,” Carol said, “but he can’t hold a candle to the other man. Said his name is Bud. If Tall Man is tall then Bud should be called Wide Man. His cock is not quite as long as Tall Man’s, but it almost twice as big around. It took nearly half an hour to get it all in me, but boy was it worth it. Wow, I’m getting horny just thinking about it.” She glanced at me, “How ‘bout it man,” she said to me. “You interested in a party?” Well of course I was. And did we party! Carol and Lisa nearly killed me, but I would have gone out with a smile on my face. When I couldn’t fuck any more the girls continued on without me. My last sight, just before I dozed off, was Carol and Lisa in a hot sixty-nine.

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