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WE THREE

Shooter3704


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Price:  $6.95
Published by: Fiction4All
No. words: 33000
Categories: Interracial Erotica       General Erotica      
Published 2 / 2009
 

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SYNOPSIS

WE THREE is a love story. An unusual love story to be sure. It has every kind of `normal` sex I could think of. Notice normal in quotes. I have no idea what is normal and what isn’t. This story contains sex between consenting adults. One on one sex, two on one sex, girl on girl sex, group sex, and of course interracial sex.

It’s a story about three lifelong friends and their adventure into life and their venture into prostitution.

If you like big black cocks thrusting into tight white pussy, you'll enjoy this story!

EXTRACT

Red took me to Bearcat’s penthouse apartment. He may be a pimp, but he’s a pimp that really knows how to live. There was a second man in the room when Red and I arrived. The other black man was named Swamp Foot. “So you’re Lane?” Bearcat said handing me a glass of wine. “Red told me about you. So you’re thinking of joining my stable, huh?” I admitted I had given it some thought. “Okay why do you want to be a whore?” he asked me. I told him I wanted to be a call girl and not a whore. That made both men laugh. “Fine,” Bearcat said. “You can call it whatever you want to. A rose by any other name, etcetera. Did Red tell you about my operation?” I said Red had told me a little about it. “I’m specialized,” Bearcat said. “I offer prime white pussy to black gentlemen that can afford the best. Have you ever fucked a black man, Lane?” “No,” I answered. “I haven’t had the opportunity.” “We’re going to correct that tonight,” Bearcat said. “Red tells me you like to fuck, is that right?” I admitted I did like sex. “Anything you won’t do?” he asked. “You suck cock? Take an ass fucking? Get it on with two men? How about sucking pussy?” “I’ve not been with two men before,” I answered him. The whole conversation was surreal. “I enjoy oral sex and I also like anal sex. I’ve been with a woman before.” “Okay, that sounds like you have some experience,” he said apparently satisfied with my response. “Like a professional athlete, a call-girl has a short span in which to make her money. You get to ride at the top for a while but, as you get older, you start to slide. Some ladies stay at the party longer and some burn out quickly. Save your money and don’t do hard drugs and you won’t have to pound the streets later to live. Sucking cock in alleys is a tough way to make money. Fucking for dollars is a good and easy way to make money if you don’t let it grind you down. We go at it fast and we do it hard, but there’s plenty of time to rest.” He eyed me closely looking me up and down. “You still young and you look damned good. You’ll be in the five hundred dollar range to start. Maybe more after you establish a clientele and show them what you got. Some days you’ll have only one client. Some days you’ll fuck several men so it’s hard to say what you’ll make. You keep half the fee regardless of the number. Does it sound like something you want to try?” “I need to make some money,” I answered. “So, yes I would like to give it a try.” “Fine,” Bearcat said. “Red, you and Swamp Foot leave us alone to become better acquainted.” Red and the man left without a word. I’ll admit I was apprehensive being alone with a black man. Of course, like most white women, I fantasized about getting it on with a black man, but suddenly the fantasy was quickly becoming reality. He refilled my glass and I was surprised because I didn’t remember drinking the first glass of wine. “Stand up and show me what you have to offer,” Bearcat said after I finished the second glass of wine. Very good wine I should add. I’m not a wine expert, but it tasted good and I had a warm glow in my belly. I got up and took off my blouse. The bra followed and then the skirt. I stood in front of the seated man in my thong and heels and nothing else. “Very nice,” he said. “I was sure you had a tight body under your clothes. I particularly like your tits. I like small white tits with puffy nipples. Ger rid of the thong.” I slowly slipped the thong down and kicked it away. “Great,” he said. “No cunt hair. I like that. Do you shave or have you had it removed?” “My ex-husband insisted I have it removed professionally,” I said. That warm glow had spread from my belly to my crotch and I could feel the moisture forming in my pussy. “Come over here and let me taste your puffy nips,” he said. I took the three steps to where he sat. He grasped both my nipples and pulled me down onto his lap. The next thing I knew he had one whole breast in his mouth and was applying suction like I never experienced before. He actually caused me to experience a small orgasm with his mouth on my breast. He took his time and worked me into a state of high arousal. He used his fingers to make my pussy even wetter that it had been. By the time he actually fucked me I was sizzling hot and ready for anything. Bearcat proved himself a capable lover and someone who enjoyed oral sex. Both getting and giving. I wanted to not like having sex with him, because I wanted to think of it as just business, but I finally gave up and went with the flow. Any sex is good, some just better than others and sex with the black pimp was very good indeed. “You are a good fuck,” Bearcat said. “I like a cunt that loves to fuck and you sure do like it, don’t you, Lane?” Since I had just been screaming for him to fuck me harder, it would have been silly to deny it. “I think I’ll make you my special piece of ass,” he said. “I hope you like being fucked in your ass, ‘cause that’s’ where I’m going next.” Bearcat proceeded to do just that. He made me lay on my back, raise my legs and butt, and to put his cock to my puckered ass. I had learned to relax my anal muscles and his cock went in with little effort or pain for me. “You like my cock in your nasty ass?” he demanded and shoved his full length in me. I grunted involuntarily. “Answer me, whore. Do you like my cock in your nasty white ass?” “Yes,” I answered. “I like it.” He laughed and started fucking me harder. He laughed louder when I came. “Fucking hot cunt,” he said after he had dumped a load of his cum in my ass. “You’ll do just fine, Lane. Now we’ll get on with the next step.” The next step was when he called for Swamp Foot to come fuck me. Swamp Foot came in the bedroom naked, hard, and ready. He was not as big as Bearcat, but he was a lot rougher. He fucked me long and hard for nearly twenty minutes and then Bearcat was back for more. I thought I could easily handle a lot of sex, but getting hosed by two studs was a rude awakening. They fucked me one at a time for about an hour then they doubled up on me. It was a night of firsts. My first black cock, and my first time with two black cocks. It was the first time I ever had two cocks in me at the same time. I’m not counting your cock and Red using a dildo on me. Two hard throbbing cocks is a lot different from that. It was obvious that Bearcat and Swamp Foot had double on a girl many times. Every move was as if it was choreographed. One or both stayed in me all night and I have no idea how many times I climaxed.

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