“How does it feel to be a madam?” Mike teased her. He was laying on the bed watching the
plasma TV that hung on the wall.
“How do you feel about being a pimp?” she countered. “Adn a…what do you call someone who
makes porno, anyway?”
“Fucking lucky,” Mike answered with a laugh. “I’m sure going to take that TV home with
me.” Brandi was looking in the cabinets on either side of the TV.
“Sure, why not, it’s yours. I don’t know where you’re going to put…wow! Look at all these
video tapes and disks. There must be a couple hundred of them.”
“Put one in the player,” Mike said. “We haven’t watched any good porno for a long
while.”
“Here’s one with a photo of Big Tom on the cover,” she said slipping the disk in the
player. “Did you notice his photos were on the wall down stairs?”
“I did not,” Mike said. “I wasn’t looking at the guys. Tom’s picture, huh?”
Brandi came and lay on the bed beside him. The scene opened with a girl with pigtails and
knee socks sitting at a bus stop. A van pulled up and the girl was offered a ride which
apparently she accepted. The next scene was a close up of the teenager that clearly showed
her to be much older. Late twenties or early thirties. Brandi commented that they blew it
with that close-up shot. Mike shushed her. For the next half hour the girl was sexually
used and misused by Big Tom.
“Is that supposed to be a rape?” Brandi demanded. “It looked like one until the little
bitch reached back and put his dick in her. What corny writing, but I can see why he’s
called Big Tom, can’t you?”
“Yeah, he’s freakishly well developed,” Mike said. “Trick photography.”
“I don’t think so,” Brandi teased. “I think that monster is the real deal.”
“Whatever,” Mike said. “I’ve always figured a woman rather be tickled to death than
stabbed to death. Be quiet I want to hear this.”
“Hear what?” she laughed. “There’s nothing but grunting and heavy breathing with an
occasional ohh or ahh.”
“Yeah, don’t want to miss that, now shut up.” The next thirty minutes was Tom and the
girl who was joined by another black man. All three magically transitioned from the back
of the van to an inside room somewhere. Brandi got quiet as the two men screwed the girl
over and over. When the two men doubled penetrated the girl’s ass and pussy at the same
time, she reached over and stroked Mike’s stiffened cock.
“I want some of this,” she cooed.
“What I have or what you see on the screen?” Instead of answering him, she took his cock
out of his boxers. “Oh, that,” he said. “Help yourself, sweet thang.”
It started out to be their regular love-making, but at some point they both realized it
was hotter and more intense than normal.
“Do me from behind,” Brandi said urgently. “I want to watch those two studs fuck that
girl while you do.” Mike was a little surprised at her choice of words. While he was
aware that Brandi was not exactly a prude, she seldom used the word fuck. Not that he had
ever heard, anyway. As Mike plunged in and out of her he was aware that she kept her head
up and stared at the images on the TV.
“You want some of that black cock in your white pussy, Brandi?” he gasped, picking up his
tempo. “You want some hard black cock in your ass…in your cunt?”
“Oh God! Fuck me Mike! Pound me hard!” He asked her again if she wanted some black cock,
but she never answered his question. She just encouraged him to keep fucking her. They
climaxed within a few seconds of each other, and both were asleep a few minutes after
that. They hadn’t even turned down the cover.
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