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Subject: {ASSM} Rough Duty by Shooter (m+ ff IR)
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Rough Duty

by shooter3704 (C)

It had been a rough couple of months for me. First my wife of eleven years 
decided that she didn't want to be married any longer. At least to me. Then 
I lost my job due to a merger of a couple big, heartless companies that 
decided they didn't need me any longer either. Are you beginning to see a 
picture here? If all that wasn't enough, my favorite uncle dropped dead. It 
was totally unexpected. Poor man just dropped dead while at work one day. My 
uncle owned a drayage company in South Carolina and he was on the loading 
dock when it happened. Everyone expected that my aunt Jane would die long 
before my uncle did, because she was in poor health. Goes to show you that 
we don't have a clue as to what may be around the next bend.

Aunt Jane called for me to come to South Carolina to help her, and since I 
didn't have anything holding me, I went. I had no earthly idea what was 
awaiting me there. If I had I would have driven faster. I am, by the way, 
Steve Hawkins.

Aunt Jane told me to go to the office and take over the company for her. She 
made calls to the office personal and cleared the way. She either didn't 
listen or didn't care that I knew absolutely nothing about the drayage 
business. I just barely knew what drayage was. It's moving things, for 
anyone who is as ignorant as I was. My uncle's company moved anything and 
everything to any place.

My first visit to the office was a surprise. Ol' Unk had the finest looking 
woman in the state working for him. The office manager was a long tall 
redhead named, Madeline Whitaker. Mattie, as she preferred to be called, was 
somewhere in her mid twenties and just plain pretty, with a killer body. She 
sported a set of big boobs. Mattie was giving me information faster than I 
could absorb it. By early afternoon I had met most of the employees of the 
company. Frankly their names and faces became a blur. All except a big black 
man who had been introduced as Earnest Harrison.

Earnest was the foreman. From all reports he ruled with an iron hand and an 
even harder fist if the occasion arose. Earnest was an older man in his mid 
sixties, but a lifetime of hard work had made him strong and very tough. I 
remembered my uncle telling me about Earnest. Apparently my uncle had hired 
him over a dozen years ago and even thought Earnest couldn't read or write, 
he had worked his way to the top of the labor crew.

The company had two men who did the sales and estimations for the jobs. 
Charles and James. Counting the drivers and a work crew of twenty men there 
was a payroll of twenty-six people. All of the trucks, cranes, fork trucks 
and other equipment was in good shape and some of it nearly new. The 
warehouse was huge and there was a lot of stuff in storage. Heavy equipment 
and machinery, crates and boxes of things, and even a couple of vehicles and 
a motorcycle.

After a couple of weeks, I was getting the hang of the operation. On 
Saturday night I got tired of watching TV and I went for a ride. On an 
impulse I decided to drive by the warehouse and check the security. I was 
surprised to see that there were two cars parked in front of the office. One 
I recognized as Mattie's, but the other one I didn't recognize. I assumed 
that Mattie was working late and I almost drove on by. Something caused me 
to stop. Using my key, I opened the front door to the office. The only 
lights that were on were the ones that usually stayed on at night. There was 
no sign of Mattie. It dawned on me that she had probably parked her car on 
the lot and went out with someone in another car. I was on my way toward the 
door when I heard a muffled sound from somewhere in the back. I silently 
made my way into the back offices, but still didn't see anyone. I went on 
back into the break room and when I saw or heard nothing. I had almost 
convinced myself that I had just imagined the sounds.

"Fuck me you big son of a bitch!" came the voice I recognized as belonging 
to Mattie. That voice had came from the warehouse. I slowly pushed the door 
that lead from the break room into the warehouse area. I followed the sounds 
of grunting and moaning back into the warehouse. I nearly gasped aloud when 
I rounded a corner and saw them.

Earnest Harrison was long stroking Mattie as she lay across a store counter 
top someone had stored. She was totally nude and Earnest's pants were down 
around his ankles. The old guy was hung like a donkey. He was plowing a ten 
inch cock into the redheads cunt with a fury I had never witnessed before.

"You like that, whore?" Earnest said.

"God yes!" Mattie said, her head thrashing back and forth. "Keep fucking me 
you black bastard!"

I was rooted to my position. I was standing in the shadows not more than ten 
feet from the rutting couple. I wasn't at all sure of what I should do. 
Should I let them know I was there? What the hell would I say? One thing was 
for fucking sure. Watching them was giving me the first hard-on since my 
divorce. I mean a one hundred percent diamond cutter. My cock was so hard a 
cat couldn't scratch it.

"Oh God!" Mattie screamed. "I'm coming again!"

"Come on you fuckin' bitch!" Earnest said. He pulled her up and turned her 
around so that she was leaning over the counter while he entered her from 
behind. Pretty soon he had his tempo back and he was slamming her so hard 
her feet left the floor.

I watched them fuck like animals for another ten minutes. Mattie was in some 
sort of orgasmic twilight zone. She was making sounds like a fucked up siren 
and old Earnest just kept fucking her. From my vantage point I could see her 
face, but mainly in a shadowy profile. Her big tits were swinging wildly as 
the old black man slammed into her. Suddenly she began to wail and I could 
tell that the old guy was about to blast her cunt full of come. It was time 
for me to leave so I silently went back to the offices and sat down at my 
desk in the semi-darkness.

I had some valuable information, but I couldn't for the life of me figure 
out what to do with it. One thing was for sure. I was going to let both of 
them know that the boss knew about them. I didn't have to wait long and in 
just a few minutes I heard the door from the warehouse open and close.

They were hurrying down the darkened hall and both of them saw me sitting 
there about the same time. I heard a soft grunt of surprise from the old guy 
and a sharp intake of breath from Mattie.

"You have a good time?" I asked. "Sure looked like it to me."

"Mister Hawkins," the startled man said. "I.What.Well shit." He finished 
lamely.

"Steve!" Mattie said, her voice a couple octaves higher than her normal 
voice. "What are you doing here?"

"Watching you guys fuck," I answered bluntly. "How you doin?" I asked 
realizing the question was dumb.

"I...I..." Mattie seemed confused. "Steve," she tried again. "I'm." she 
stopped and looked at me. "I don't know what to say," she finally managed to 
say a complete sentence.

"No, I guess not," I said. "Tell you what. Both of you give it some thought 
and we'll talk about it Monday morning over coffee. Be sure to lock up 
good." I went past both of the shocked people and out of the door. On the 
drive to my apartment, I again considered how my new information was going 
to be of any benefit to me.

CHAPTER TWO

I got out of bed early on Sunday morning with no particular plans for the 
day. I fixed coffee and sat at the small dinette table and thought about the 
night before. I knew that Mattie was married and I was pretty sure that 
Earnest Harrison wasn't her husband. I knew that I had witnessed Mattie 
getting fucked by Earnest, but frankly I still didn't know what to do with 
this information.

Shortly after ten o'clock Earnest Harrison came to see me. Apparently he 
didn't want to wait until Monday morning to discuss the situation.

"Mornin' Boss man," he said standing at my apartment door with his dirty 
ball cap in his hand.

"Morning Earnest," I said stepping back so that he could enter. "What brings 
you here?"

"I want to know how much trouble I'm in," he said bluntly. It was a good 
question and one that I didn't have an immediate answer to.

"Fresh coffee," I said. "Want a cup?"

"No sir," he said. "Thanks anyway. Am I goin' get fired?"

"No," I answered truthfully. "Not for what went on last night. Consenting 
adults and all that jazz. How long have you and Mattie been getting it on?"

"Only twice," he answered. "Miss Mattie, she.I mean.you know."

"No, I don't know," I said. "What about Mattie?"

"She kinda come on to me," he said. "I didn't do nothin' to." he stopped and 
looked hard at me. "I just did what she said to do."

"Like I said, Earnest," I said. "You aren't in any trouble with me. I don't 
know about her husband though. He may take exception to some dude fucking 
his wife."

"You goina tell him?" he asked looking at me closely.

"No, I don't think that's my place," I answered. "I never met the man. No, 
the trouble may come from Mattie. She may feel the need to confess when she 
looses her job. Never know about that, do you?"

"Miss Mattie goina get fired?"

"I don't know," I said, again being truthful. "Maybe so. We'll just have to 
wait and see."

Earnest had not been gone more than thirty minutes when the other culprit 
arrived. She too, apparently didn't want to wait until Monday morning.

"Come on in, Mattie," I said. "How's it going?"

"Look Steve," Mattie said. "I want to explain about last night." She was 
wearing a pair of cut-off jeans and a bright yellow blouse. Completely 
different than I usually saw her at work.

"Okay explain," I said. This was going to be interesting.

"I.we." Poor Mattie looked completely lost as to where to start with her 
explanation.

"Tell me, Mattie," I said to get her started, "how is it that you and 
another employee just happened to use your workplace for a clandestine 
meeting?"

"We didn't have any other place to go," she answered in a small, little girl 
voice. She was looking everywhere except at me.

"So you figured that you would use your key and go fuck on somebody's 
counter top at the warehouse. Where did you fuck the first time you got 
together?"

"The back seat of my car," she answered, again in a soft voice. "Look Steve, 
I'm sorry and it won't happen again. I promise you that. I can't afford to 
loose my job over this."

"I would think that loosing your job wouldn't be as much concern as what 
your husband is going to say." I said to her. "How's that going to work?"

"I really don't care," she snapped.

"Really?" I said. "Is that why you and Earnest was getting it on in the 
warehouse?"

"I really don't want to discuss my marital problems," she said, color 
returning to her face. "I just want to know what you intend on doing about 
my job. The question is simple. Am I going to loose my job?"

"I don't know. Can you convince me that I shouldn't fire you?"

"I don't understand," she said. "How can I convince you?"

"Look, Mattie," I said. "I'll tell you the truth. Until last night, I never 
saw a white woman getting fucked by a black man. It was.well, it was 
exciting. I got aroused for the first time since my ex-wife slammed me 
around the court room. You can convince me not to fire you by telling me the 
whole story. You make it good enough for me to keep you around."

Mattie looked at me strangely for a moment then nodded her head. We settled 
down on the sofa in my tiny living room with a fresh batch of bloody Mary.

CHAPTER THREE MATTIE'S STORY

I was popular in high school. I was voted the prom queen and dated the 
football hero's. I was living the teenage girls dream. I started dating 
Billy my senior year and he was the first one that I went all the way with. 
Oh sure, I let some of the guys feel me up and I even gave a couple of the 
guys a hand job, but it was Billy that I gave it up to. Billy Whitaker was 
the captain of the football team and BMOC. He said all the right words and 
made all the right moves. We got married right after we graduated from high 
school. Billy started college on a football scholarship and I stayed home 
taking care of things. In his sophomore year he screwed his knee up and 
couldn't play football any more. I guess things went downhill from there. He 
left college and got a job with the county sheriff's department. Our love 
life suffered during this time, too. Billy seemed like he didn't care if we 
made love or not.

One night after he got off work, he and a buddy came home with a six pack of 
beer and some whiskey. Billy is a man that shouldn't ever take a drink. His 
personality does a complete flip-flop. He goes through three stages of 
drinking. After the first couple he's funny and laughs at everything. After 
a couple more drinks, he get belligerent and mean. After that, he falls 
asleep and nothing wakes him up. Anyway, that night he and his buddy, Carl 
Bender, came home and started drinking. Carl is a black man that Billy 
played football with at college. I heard Carl got kicked off the team for 
smoking dope. I was already in bed when they came in, but I could hear them 
talking and laughing. I got out of bed after a while to go see what they 
were up to. I had slipped a robe on because I had been sleeping in the nude. 
I had hoped that I could entice Billy into having sex with me.

"Well look here," Billy said when I came into the living room of out 
apartment. "Ain't she the prettiest gal in the whole damned county, Carl?" I 
could tell that Billy had already drank a lot.

"Damned right she is," Carl said, looking at me carefully. "Give a dead man 
a hard on."

Billy laughed loudly at the man's crude comment. I know I turned as red as a 
beet. I said good night and hurried back to the bedroom.

Through the thin wall I could hear them talking. Billy was telling Carl what 
a great lay I was.

"Man, you are sure lucky to have a woman like that," Carl said. "You got a 
great piece of ass to come home to every night. Does she suck your cock?"

"Oh yeah," Billy said. "Mattie is a number one cocksucker. Gets off sucking 
my cock."

"Yeah man," Carl said. "Does she take it up the ass?"

"Naw, she won't let me do that," Billy said. His voice was getting slurred. 
"Likes it in her cunt too much, I guess."

"Man, you got to train 'em to take it up the ass." Carl said. "You got to 
get 'em all hot to trot and pop it in the shitter before they know what you're 
doin'. It's a man's right to ass fuck his woman."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. "I'll do that sometime. Got to get 'em hot, 
huh?"

"Yeah man," Carl said. "Eat some pussy, play with 'em some, and if you do it 
right they'll beg for a ass fuckin'. I fucked many a bitch in the ass and 
they loved it."

"I'm going to ass fuck Mattie the next time we do it," Billy said.

"Ain't no time like right now," Carl said. "Get her ass back in here and 
fuck the shit out of her, man."

Their crude talk was having an effect on me. I had been horny all day and I 
suddenly found my fingers playing with myself.

"Maybe you're right," Billy said. "Mattie," he yelled, "Come in here!"

I lay still, thinking he would come to me. Billy yelled a couple more times 
and soon the light came on in the bedroom.

"Get up Mattie," Billy said. "Get your ass in the living room. I'm going to 
fuck the shit out of you."

"Tell Carl to go home," I said, "and come to bed, honey."

"Get her on in here, Billy," Carl yelled. "I'll show you how to do it."

Billy jerked the cover off of me and quickly pulled me around so that my 
legs were hanging off the bed. He pulled my legs apart and dropped to his 
knees and started eating me. It felt wonderful and in a few moments I forgot 
all about Carl Bender. I was finally getting some loving from my man.

Billy, for all of his faults, was a wonderful pussy eater, and soon I was 
having a small but nice orgasm. Billy stopped licking and sucking and when I 
opened my eyes there was Carl Bender grinning down at me. Billy had passed 
out, his face still between my legs.

I tried to shove Billy away and cover myself, but I couldn't do much good. 
Carl was naked and stroking a long black, glistening cock. It was much 
larger than Billy's. I don't remember exactly what I was thinking at the 
moment, but whatever it was I didn't have much time to think. Carl pushed 
Billy out of the way and the next thing I knew Carl was pushing his 
monstrous cock in my pussy. I do remember trying to twist away, but when 
Carl had gotten a couple inched of his cock in me, I stopped fighting and 
raised my legs to help him.

Carl Bender took me many times that night. He was on top, I was on top, we 
fucked doggy style and every configuration you can think of. I must have 
come a hundred times that night while my drunken husband lay on the floor 
snoring like a hog. It was after five o'clock in the morning when Carl left 
my bed. I left for work the next morning so sore I could hardly walk. Sore, 
but mostly well satisfied.

Over the next few days I found myself thinking about Carl Bender and his 
large and talented dick. I was ready when he came home with Billy the next 
time. Billy and I hadn't talked about that night. I didn't have a clue what 
Carl may have told him, but Billy didn't seem to act any different toward 
me.

When they arrived I was still up. I was in the living room watching TV. They 
came in and while Billy took the beer to the kitchen, Carl came into the 
living room.

"Hi sweet cheeks," Carl said. "How you doin'?"

"I'm fine, Carl," I said. He sat down beside me on the ratty old sofa. Billy 
came in and handed us both a can of beer. "How was work, honey?" I asked 
Billy.

"It was okay, I guess," Billy said. He handed me a flat box. "I bought you 
something."

I opened the box and inside was a set of black thong panties and a black bra 
with holes cut out for the nipple to stick out. I was flabbergasted. Billy 
had never bought me anything like it before.

"This is nice," I stammered. "Why.ah, thank you."

"Go put them on and model for us," Billy said.

"Billy, I couldn't do that!" I said

"Sure you can," Billy said. "It ain't like Carl ain't see your tits and ass 
before." That pretty much settled the question of whether Carl had told 
Billy about us or not. "Go put it on and get your ass back in here quick." 
Carl was grinning as he watched me.

I went into the bedroom and quickly changed into the skimpy outfit. I added 
a pair of black high heels to go with it. I went back into the living room 
and paraded in front of the guys making my boobs bounce as I did. They both 
made crude, but applicative comments about me. I could feel the moisture 
starting.

"Where the hell you think you're going?" Billy said. I had started back 
toward the bedroom. "Get your ass over here and suck my dick."

When I turned back, I saw that Billy had his dick out of his fly. I didn't 
hesitate very long and I dropped to my knees and took his dick in my mouth. 
As I sucked his dick I turned so that I could see Carl who sat watching us. 
Carl had pulled his pants off and was slowly stroking that long ebony dick 
that I had come to love.

"That looks good, man," Carl said. "Mind if I have some?"

"No," Billy said, lifting my head off of his dick "Go suck Carl's cock, 
Baby," he ordered me. I scooted over and took Carl's cock in my mouth. While 
I sucked Carl's big dick I could feel Billy behind me. He pulled the little 
wisp of the thong panty to the side and started to finger me. I was in 
heaven at that moment.

Carl and Billy took turns fucking me for a while. As usual Billy didn't last 
very long and soon he was sound asleep while his friend and I continued to 
fuck. We left Billy on the sofa and we went to the bed. Again I had a lot of 
orgasms. Carl was a master at the art of sex.

That night set a pattern. At least twice a week Carl would come over and he 
and Billy would fuck me. I'm not sure when Billy stopped being a participant 
and became a watcher only. A couple months, I guess.

When Billy went on midnight shift, Carl would come by himself and after a 
couple of months of that he started to bring his black friends. I was 
getting sex almost every night by that time. Occasionally one of Carl's 
friends would just show up expecting to get some white pussy. I didn't 
disappoint any of them. If Billy was there, and most of the time he was, he 
just watched and jerked off while some dude, or more often than not, several 
dudes fucked me. I believe that half the men in the county had a key to our 
house. I don't know the number of times I was woke up my some guy or guys 
wanting to fuck me. I guess I had a reputation as the number one slut in the 
county.

When Billy went on midnight shift, Carl would come by himself and after a 
couple of months of that he started to bring his black friends. I was 
getting sex almost every night by that time. Occasionally one of Carl's 
friends would just show up expecting to get some white pussy. I didn't 
disappoint any of them. If Billy was there, and most of the time he was, he 
just watched and jerked off while some dude, or more often than not, several 
dudes fucked me. I believe that half the men in the county had a key to our 
house. I don't know the number of times I was woke up my some guy or guys 
wanting to fuck me. I guess I had a reputation as the number one slut in the 
county.

There was one of Carl's friends, Toby Bright, who came to our house more 
than the others. Toby couldn't seem to get enough of my white pussy. Toby 
wasn't as long as some of the others, but his cock was a lot bigger around. 
It was nearly as big around as a beer can. I liked Toby because he could 
last a long time. Sometimes he would fuck me for a hour without ever taking 
his cock out of me. Also it didn't matter to Toby If I was having my period 
or not. If I was, he'd just take out the tampon and go to it anyway.

While I was dumb in some ways, at least I was smart enough to make everybody 
wear a condom even thought I was taking birth control pills. These escapades 
continued for most of a year. I got more sex in that year than most women 
get in a lifetime. I got turned onto double and triple penetration pretty 
early in the games. A lot of Carl's friends didn't want to wait for their 
turn. I didn't care for anal sex at first, but pretty soon it became just 
another part of my sex life.

During that year I pulled a train for as many as twelve men on a couple of 
occasions. I did just about everything a woman can do with men. I was, 
without a doubt, addicted to sex and mostly sex with multiple black men.

CHAPTER FOUR

"So what happened?" I inquired.

"After a while I came to realize that I was a whore," Mattie said, looking 
at me. "Billy was charging those men for my service. I'll never forget the 
night I discovered the truth. I was sitting naked on this big fat black man's 
lap when Billy came in the room. He had been drinking and I guess, he forgot 
that I wasn't supposed to know he was collecting money. He told the fat guy 
to pay up or get out. The guy took a hundred dollar bill out of his shirt 
pocket and handed it to Billy." Mattie shook her head slightly. "I was a 
fucking whore, but it took a while for that fact to sink in. That fat dude 
took me to the bedroom and fucked me long and hard. There was another 
waiting when fatty got done. I fucked six or seven men that night."

"What happened then?" I asked.

"I packed up the next morning and left town. I came here and got this job 
with your uncle. For two and a half years I was celibate."

"What caused you to change?"

"I don't know exactly," she said looking away from me. "I was doing good and 
one day a few weeks ago I met Earnest in the hall. It was one of those funny 
things that happens. We zigged and zagged and I managed to get by him, but I 
brushed against him as we passed. I felt his dick on my backside as he went 
by me. For the next week I couldn't get it out of my mind. It was as if 
something had triggered my memory of black men. Every black man I saw I 
wanted. One night a week or so ago I worked late. I think it was right after 
your uncle had died. I was getting the books caught up. Earnest had been out 
with a rigging crew and we found ourselves being the last people in the 
office. I teased him by letting my shirt fall open a little bit and I leaned 
down to let him see down my shirt. It didn't take long before he had a 
throbbing hard-on. It was dark out by that time and without giving it a 
minutes thought I lead him out to my car and I let him screw me."

"Was it as good as you remembered?"

"Better," she answered immediately. "It was wonderful, but I made a resolve 
not to let it happen again."

"But it did," I suggested.

"Yeah, it did. That backseat session had awakened something in me. Black 
cock was all I could think of. Friday afternoon, I asked Earnest if he could 
meet me at the office Saturday night and he did, as you know. So now what?"

"Where's ol' Billy?" I asked.

"He's back home, I guess," she answered. "I haven't seem him in over two 
years."

"How come you didn't take Earnest home to fuck?"

"I have a room mate," Mattie said. "She's straight-laced and she wouldn't 
understand. Earnest lives with some woman and he didn't think she would 
appreciate him bringing me home with him."

Her story had caused my dick to harden and it was making a tent out of my 
sweat pants. "Are you black cock exclusive?" I asked her.

She glanced down at my crouch and smiled. "No, not exclusively," she said. 
"What did you have in mind?"

"I was thinking I would like to have some of that pussy I saw Earnest 
fucking last night," I said bluntly. I figured that I didn't have to beat 
around the bush about it. I was right.

Mattie nodded and smiled at me. "Okay, that can happen. To tell the truth, I've 
been excited every since I knew you had been watching us." She came over and 
sat down beside me on the couch. I untied the draw string and pushed the 
sweats down.

"Oh, that's a nice dick," Mattie said, taking my dick in her hand and 
stroking it gently. I closed my eyes and felt her warm mouth engulf my 
throbbing cock. Mattie seemed to know just when to stop sucking me. Three 
times she brought me to a near climax before she stopped. I was about to pop 
and my nuts were beginning to hurt.

"Let's go get on your bed," Mattie said softly. "I want to feel this thing 
in my pussy."

"Is this going to effect us?" Mattie asked. We were lay on the bed resting. 
We had fucked and sucked for several hours. "You know, work stuff?"

"I don't see why," I said. "You have your job and you know what to do. No, 
we won't let it effect the work."

"You aren't going to let Earnest go are you?" she asked.

"No," I said. "He's got his job to do, too. In fact." I wasn't sure how I 
was going to say what I wanted to say.

"What? You said, in fact. What were you going to say," Mattie asked. She had 
been licking the head of my cock. It was soft, but seemed to be showing 
signs of life.

"I was going to say that I really would like to see him fuck you again. 
Where the light was better and I could watch close up. Is that too weird?"

Mattie looked up at me a moment and went back to licking my cock. She didn't 
answer for a long time. In fact it wasn't until she had gotten my cock hard 
and had mounted me.

"Yes I. would like. for you to. watch Earnest. fuck me," she said her words 
coming in short bursts as she pumped up and down on my cock.. "I want. you 
to see. his big black. cock going. in my pussy. all the way.. to his balls. 
Do. you want. to see. me suck. his cock?" I assured her that I did want to 
see that. "He comes. a bunch. He just. keeps on. coming. and coming. I wish. 
I could. feel his. come in my. pussy. I make.him wear.a rubber. You. are. 
the first. man to.. fuck me bareback.. in a long.. time. Oh, God. I'm 
coming! Shoot your.come in me, Steve. Fill.me.up.with.your.come!" Mattie 
started jerking and twitching and her eyes rolled back in her head.

A short while later she rolled off me and lay panting. "Wow, that was 
wonderful. That was the biggest orgasm in ages. Thank you Steve."

"You are most welcome," I said. We both dozed off for a much needed rest. 
When I woke up it was dark outside. Mattie lay with her head on my chest. I 
eased out from under her and went to the bathroom. When I got back she was 
awake.

"What time is it?" she asked.

"Just a few minutes after nine," I answered glancing at the clock by the 
bed. "Are you hungry?" She said she was starved, so we got dressed and went 
to Denny's and had supper.

We were sitting in a back booth. "So were you serious?" Mattie asked.

"About what?"

"Watching me and Earnest?" she answered softly, glancing around to see if 
anyone was listening.

"Yes, I was serious," I said. "Very serious. That was the wildest thing I 
have ever seen in my life."

"Are you sure it wouldn't.I mean won't you think I'm.Heck, I don't know what 
I'm trying to say."

"Do you mean, will I think less of you?" I said. "If so, the answer is no. I 
told you I think it's hot. Besides I've already seen you with him so how 
could it make me think less of you?"

"I don't know," she said. "I'll do it if you're sure."

"You like his big cock, don't you?" I teased.

"His cock has a hump in it," she said, she leaned across the table and 
whispered. "It feels so good." She giggled. "Yes I like it. I like yours 
too, but his is bigger and.well, different."

"Now that I have my strength back, lets go back to my place and see what you 
can get up," I suggested.

"I'll bet I can get it up," she said laughing. I watched her walk away. Her 
ass was swinging and she looked like a million bucks. Little Steve was 
already beginning to stir.

CHAPTER FIVE

From my desk I could see part of the loading dock. I watched Earnest 
Harrison as he ordered his crew around. Despite his age, he had the bearing 
of a much younger man. I had noticed on our first meeting how large his 
hands were When he made a fist it was as big and looked as hard, as a sledge 
hammer. A brawny man was our Earnest.

It was Monday morning and so far things around the office was going 
smoothly. I got caught staring at Mattie a couple of times. When she caught 
me she smiled at me. Mattie looked good for having no more sleep than she 
had. I kept her with me until nearly daylight.

I got up and grabbed my cell phone, "I'm going out on the dock for a while," 
I told Mattie who was talking on her phone.. She smiled at me and nodded her 
head.

It was still early in the year so it wasn't too hot on the loading dock. 
Earnest had two men unloading some large wooden crates from a flatbed 
trailer truck. One man operated a fork truck and the other a long heavy 
looking pry bar. The man with the pry bar was a husky looking Blackman with 
bulging muscles. I remembered his name as Clayton, who they called Clay.

"Clay, get your back into it," Earnest yelled at the man. "You might as well 
use some of them muscles you like to show."

Clay didn't answer, but increased his effort to lever the crate around so 
the fork truck could get it. Apparently his effort didn't suit Earnest ,who 
went over and took the long bar away from the man. With a couple lifts, 
Earnest had the large crate turned so the fork truck driver could get it.

"You're 'bout worthless, Clay," Earnest said handing the man the pry bar. 
"You go work out and get all them big ol' muscles and you still can't do 
shit. Maybe you're beatin' your meat too much. Makes you weak. You'd better 
leave that cock alone."

"Don't got to jack off," Clay said. Neither man had seen me yet. "I got a 
couple women I fuck. I been know to fuck your woman a time or." That was all 
Clay got out before Earnest's huge fist hit him on the jaw. Clay hit the 
concrete dock like a sack of grain. Earnest caught him before his head hit.

"Mister Steve," Earnest said over his shoulder, "You want to help me drag 
this boy in out of the sun?" I had been wrong. Earnest did know I was there.

"You think we should call an ambulance?" I asked getting one arm of the 
lifeless man.

"Naw, we don't need no ambulance," Earnest said as we took the man into the 
warehouse. "He'll be all right in a little while. I didn't hit him very 
hard. He a pretty good worker, but he's got to learn to watch his mouth. How's 
everything going with you?"

"Fine," I said. "Mattie and I had a little talk yesterday. Everything is 
fine."

"Uh huh," Earnest said cutting his eyes at me. "Saw her car at your place 
last night."

"Yeah," I said. "Mattie stayed for a while."

"Uh huh," he said again grinning at me. "Nice woman, ain't she?"

"Mighty nice," I said. "Likes to fuck."

"Yeah I know that," Earnest said with a loud laugh. "I do know that. I guess 
all good things come to an end, don't they?"

"Not necessarily," I said. We put the still unconscious Clay on a couch in 
the break-room. "I ain't the jealous type. She wants some more black cock 
and I want to watch her get it. What do you think?"

He looked at me, "Might be messin' things up for you," he said. "Woman get a 
taste for black snake, she might not want to go back to white, if you get my 
drift."

"You weren't her first black dick," I said. We sat down at a table in the 
room. "You get some pussy,I get what I want, she gets what she wants. We're 
all happy."

"I see," Earnest said slowly. "I ain't one to be tellin' white folks what to 
do, but you know there's a few buck that could be made here, don't ya?"

"How's that?" I asked.

"Lot of black men would pay good money to get some of that pussy. Shit, they'd 
pay fifty if she was a scank. Fine lookin' woman like that would bring a 
couple hundred easy. That's some prime pussy. 'Nother thing you might want 
to think about is makin' some movies. Videos, I guess, now days. I know 
where I could sell a bunch of them. Lot of the brothers would like to see a 
white woman takin' some hefty black cock. White men, too."

"Yeah, I hadn't thought of that," I said. "I'll talk it over with her and 
let you know. What're you doin' tonight about eight?"

"Nothin' that I can't put off," Earnest said grinning at me. "You need me 
for somethin'?"

"Yeah, why don't you come by my place tonight?" I said.

"Man I'd like to get in on some of that," Clay said from the couch. He was 
sitting up listening to our conversation.

"Not tonight, boy," Earnest said laughing. "Maybe Mister Steve can use you 
later." He went over and helped the man to his feet. "Just so you know," 
Earnest said looking the man in the eyes, "If I want anything told about 
this, I'll tell it myself. You hear me, boy?"

"Yeah man," Clay said. "I ain't goina say nothin to nobody. But I was 
wonderin' if I was going to get an employee's discount."

Clay and Earnest went back to work and I went back into the office. I had a 
proposition for Miss Mattie.

I didn't have a chance to talk with Mattie until nearly quitting time. There 
was somebody in the office nearly all afternoon.

"Hey Mattie," I said when we were finally alone "Coming by later?"

"I don't know," she answered. "Should I?"

"I think so," I said. "Earnest is dropping by tonight. You don't want to 
miss that do you?"

I could almost see the excitement well up in her. Her eyes brightened and 
she grinned big. "What time?"

"If you want to," I said, "Come by early and we'll go get a bite to eat. I 
need to talk with you about a few things."

"Like what kind of things?" Mattie asked.

"I was thinking I might turn you out," I said nonchalantly. "Make a few 
bucks for both of us."

Mattie just stop filing and stared at me. "Does that mean what I think it 
does? You think you're going to be my pimp?"

"Well, I wouldn't put it quiet like that," I said, going over to lean on the 
filing cabinet. That's what it boiled down to, but I didn't much care for 
the pimp word. "You want some black cock, right?" She nodded. "Well, why not 
kill two birds with one stone. Get some black dick and a few bucks while you 
do. Earnest says that he knows some brothers that would pay a couple hundred 
for a piece of your pussy."

Mattie looked at me a moment and closed the cabinet drawer and went back to 
her desk without further comment. I didn't know how she felt about it. I 
didn't know if she even planned on showing up at my place or not. Hell, I 
didn't even know if she was even speaking to me.

Before I could pursue it I got a call from my Aunt Jane. She wanted to know 
how it was going. I gave her a brief rundown on what was happening. While I 
was on the phone Mattie walked passed my desk and lay a folded paper on the 
desk. Aunt Jane told me that she was going to visit her sister and would be 
gone for a couple of weeks. She wanted me to take care of her house and feed 
her dog while she was gone. Of course I agreed to do that for her. I 
finished my conversation and hung up the phone. I unfolded the paper. Steve, 
the answer to your question is yes. I'll be your whore. I'll come to your 
place about 6:30.. I'm already hot. M Hot damn it was still on!

CHAPTER SIX

Mattie arrived at seven, looking hot. Earnest arrived at eight. At 
eight-fifteen Mattie was naked and had most of Earnest's impressive cock in 
her pussy. I hate long preliminaries. When Earnest came into the apartment I 
got him a cold beer and sat him down on the sofa. While he drank the beer I 
had Mattie stand in front of him while I removed her clothes, one piece at a 
time. That little operation took most of five minutes. Since I was in 
charge, I took charge.

"Mattie get down on your knees and suck Earnest's cock. It became apparent 
that Earnest came already primed and cocked. It didn't take but another few 
minutes until he shot off in Mattie's hot mouth. I have to admire, and be a 
little bit envious, of the old guy's recharge ability. After he came in her 
mouth, which she swallowed every drop, Mattie continued to suck and lick his 
ebony pole until it returned to full erectness. Facing him, Mattie climbed 
on him and guided his cock into her waiting snatch.



Watching Mattie fuck the big black man was the most exciting thing I had 
ever seen. I positioned myself where I could see his cock and her cunt 
clearly. When Mattie raised up it looked like her pussy was being turned 
inside out. When she dropped back down on it she would groan with passion.

After about fifteen minutes of that, Earnest stood up with Mattie still 
impaled on his cock. Mattie isn't a small woman, but Earnest carried her 
like she was a doll. I led them to the small bedroom where Earnest proceeded 
to fuck the daylights out of the woman. I have no idea how many times Mattie 
came, nor Earnest for that matter. I know there wasn't many minutes over the 
next two hours that his cock wasn't buried in her. I was glad that the 
neighbors were out of town because Mattie got very loud when she was coming 
or about to come.

Mattie's pussy was a mess when Earnest left. Earnest let himself out stating 
that he would see us tomorrow. I watched Mattie as she lay, nearly comatose, 
on the bed. Her legs were spread wide and come oozed from her reddened and 
swollen cunt. Mattie was one well fucked woman.

I let her rest for a while and then took her to the bathroom and showered 
her off. After a long hot shower she was beginning to come to life again.

"How was that?" I asked her.

"That was great," Mattie said. "Just like old times.almost."

"Almost?"

"Yeah, almost," she said grinning at me. "In the old days there would be at 
least one more cock to play with. You interested?"

I was and I did. Mattie was comfortable enough with me to tell me what she 
wanted. I was a little bit surprised when she asked me to fuck her ass. My 
ex-wife wouldn't even allow me to stick a finger in her butt. Mattie had a 
couple orgasms while I butt-fucked her. I had always thought that women didn't 
like anal sex and that they just did it to please the man. It sure wasn't 
the case with Mattie. She like it.

Later when we were resting on the bed she said, "You know what I really 
like?"

"Black cock," I answered.

"Yes, but what I really like is black cock in every hole. They call it 
making me air tight. A cock in my pussy, my ass and my mouth."

"I'll see what I can do," I said laughing. "I'll arrange a gang bang for 
you. Maybe this week-end. How big is the biggest cock you ever had?"

"Earnest is the longest," she said. "Toby Bright's was the biggest around."

"Which do you like best?"

"I like them all. Long is good, thick is good, but any hard dick is fine 
with me. I like your cock, Steve. It not too long or too thick. I can't 
stand a super size cock in my butt. Too much pain and not enough pleasure. I 
just like cocks of every size. Why don't you get somebody in the shop to 
build a fuck bench?" Mattie said.

Later when we were resting on the bed she said, "You know what I really 
like?"

"Black cock," I answered.

"Yes, but what I really like is black cock in every hole. They call it 
making me air tight. A cock in my pussy, my ass and my mouth."

"I'll see what I can do," I said laughing. "I'll arrange a gang bang for 
you. Maybe this week-end. How big is the biggest cock you ever had?"

"Earnest is the longest," she said. "Toby Bright's was the biggest around."

"Which do you like best?"

"I like them all. Long is good, thick is good, but any hard dick is fine 
with me. I like your cock, Steve. It not too long or too thick. I can't 
stand a super size cock in my butt. Too much pain and not enough pleasure. I 
just like cocks of every size. Why don't you get somebody in the shop to 
build a fuck bench?" Mattie said.

"What the hell is a fuck bench?" I asked.

She got a piece of paper and drew it for me. It was pretty simple, but I 
could see that it would have to be build strong enough for three or more 
people to get on. The company had a comprehensive wood shop because we build 
a lot of shipping crates. I could see a lot of possibilities and I could 
also see that I would need more space than my apartment had. I was thinking 
that Aunt Jan's basement might just be the ideal place for a gang-bang.

"So how do you know about a fuck bench?" I asked her.

"Carl Bender had one made," Mattie answered. "He got tired of getting rug 
burns. Actually he had two made. The first one wasn't strong enough to 
handle all the weight and we crashed it." she laughed, "Nearly killed me. 
The second one was stronger and could be rolled around on wheels. Better 
padding, too."

I could see a lot of possibilities with such an apparatus.

CHAPTER SEVEN

I showed the drawing to the shop foreman the next day. "What do you think?" 
I asked him. His name was Tom and Tom was a coal black man. Short and stocky 
and build like a fireplug.

"Sure I can make it," he answered. "You'll need to get somebody to make the 
padding for it. I ain't got the right tools for that. What's this thing for, 
anyway?"

"It's a fuck bench," I answered. "What about this part?" I had added, to 
Mattie's drawing, my own addition. It was a swing away padded arm so that a 
woman could be bend over it and fucked from behind while being supported.

"A fuck bench?" Tom said looking at me as if I had lost my mind. "Ain't that 
what a bed is for?"

"Yes, a bed is good for two people but when you get more than that the 
damned bed keeps breaking down. Do you know anybody who does upholstery?"

"Yeah," he answered. Still looking at me as if I were a few bricks shy of a 
full load. "What kind of material you want on it?"

"Something soft that doesn't stick to bare skin," I said.

"I'd go with a heavy vinyl and get a slip cover to go over it. Something you 
can toss in a machine and wash."

"That's good thinking, Tom," I said. "Lost of padding underneath the vinyl."

"Okay give me a couple days," Tom said walking away. After a few steps, he 
turned around toward me. "You into that group sex shit?"

"Yes I am," I said. I didn't really care who knew it because I didn't know 
but five or six people in the whole damned town and I didn't plan on being 
here very long anyway. "You?"

"Yeah a couple of times," he grinned. "let me know if you need a stud. I got 
the biggest dick in this part of the country."

"That so?" I said suddenly interested. "How big?"

""Bout eleven and a quarter inches measured along the top." He laughed, 
"takes a special woman to lay still when she sees me comin'. Lot of woman 
think they can't take a dick that big. Give me a shout sometime."

Oh yeah, I'd give him a shout all right. I wondered if he was telling the 
truth. It didn't make much for him to lie because the truth was bound to 
come out. I went back into the office and saw that Mattie was just hanging 
up the phone. I went over to her and whispered in her ear. "How would you 
like to take on an eleven and a quarter inches of black cock?"

She whirled around and looked at me, her mouth slightly open, "Who has one 
that big?" she demanded.

"Tom in the shop claims to have one that big," I answered. "I haven't seen 
it so I could swear to it. So you're interested?"

"You bet I am," she answered, with a laugh. "Any woman in her right mind 
would at least want to see and hold it."

The rest of the week went by with nothing noteworthy. Mattie came to my 
apartment nearly every night. I quickly discovered that Mattie was a highly 
charged sexual person. I'm not sure what constitutes a nymphomaniac, but I 
was beginning to think that Mattie was one. I know that one man wasn't 
nowhere enough for her. She damned near killed me.

PART TWO

CHAPTER EIGHT

"I have her ready," I told Earnest on Tuesday. "Line up some customers for 
the weekend."

"No problem there," Earnest told me. "I can get four or five from right 
here. Another four or five from around. What are we going to charge?"

"Let's hold off on letting the men from work get in on it. I can see that 
might cause a problem. You didn't tell anybody who she is, did you?"

"Naw," Earnest said. " Clay knows 'cause he heard us talkin', but he knows 
to keep his mouth shut. I told some of the others that I was linin' up some 
prime white pussy. That's all they know. I can get a couple hundred for a 
one on one, easy. I got five ol' boys that want to gang-bang her and they'll 
come up with a grand for that. Now you got to remember that a gang-bang will 
take all of one night. When they get through with her she'll be worn out."

I wasn't so sure of that, but I bowed to his knowledge on the subject. "Line 
up some singles for Friday night and we'll do the bang on Saturday night. We'll 
use Aunt Jane's basement for the bang. Tom says he'll have the fuck-bench 
ready by then and I don't have room for it at my place."

"Sounds good to me," Earnest said. "I'll set it up so that each man will 
have about fourty-five minutes. So I'll stagger it out by the hour. Start 
'bout seven?"

"Yeah, that's fine. How many do you think you'll have.?"

Six or seven, I reckon," he answered. "I got a guy to make some video's when 
you're ready for that. That's brings up a question.Will she do a girl-girl 
thing?"

"I don't know," I answered. "Why?"

"Had it asked of me. Man I know has a girl that likes to go both ways. He 
asked me if my whore would eat pussy."

"I guess we'll have to find out, won't we?" I said. I left Earnest and went 
to find Mattie.

"Hey," I said, checking to make sure we were alone. "Ever eat pussy?"

"What? What did you say?" Mattie stammered.

"I asked if you had ever ate pussy? You know, go down on a woman?"

Mattie laughed, "Why on earth would you ask that?"

"Got a customer that wanted to know," I said. "So have you?"

"Only one time," she answered. "That guy I told you about, Carl Bender, he 
brought a woman to my house one time." Mattie giggled. "I didn't know what I 
was supposed to do with another woman, but she showed me. In fact I didn't 
have much say in the deal. Carl had me down on the floor and was screwing me 
and the woman just sat on my face."

"Did you like it?" I inquired. I was getting a boner just hearing about her 
past escapades.

"It was all right, I guess." Mattie answered slowly. "I was getting fucked 
and right at that moment nothing would have been too bad. I kind of liked it 
when she did me, though. That's the night Carl told me I was trisexual. He 
said if it was sex I would try it. Sex with another woman isn't something I 
would go out of my way for. If it happens in the middle of regular sex, I'd 
do it I guess."

"How would you like it if some gal ate your pussy while your were getting 
fucked?"

"I'll bet that would be great," Mattie said, her eyes lighting up with the 
idea. "Not something you'd likely get from a man. Yeah, I'd like to try 
that."

"Maybe you'll get your wish soon," I said. "You'll be busy this weekend, so 
don't make any plans."

"Goina have to charge extra for that," Earnest said when I told him that 
Mattie would go along with a girl-girl gig. "Should charge two-fifty for 
doubles even if one of them is a gal. What about the video guy?"

"Better wait a while on that," I said. "let's see how this weekend goes."

CHAPTER NINE

The first customer arrived a few minutes before seven o'clock on Friday 
night. While Mattie entertained him in the bedroom, Earnest and I sat in the 
kitchen and had a beer. Customer number one used every minute of his 
allotted time and wanted to come back later for another session. I told him 
he would have to wait a while because we were all booked up.

Customer number two was getting his ashes hauled. That old boy must have 
been doing Mattie some good because she got vocal during the visit. It was 
while number two was with Mattie that Earnest mentioned that we needed a 
couple more white women.

"Boss we could make some serious money if we had more pussy to sell," he 
said. "Maybe run this thing some during the week, too."

I gave that idea some thought. I agreed with him. "Got anybody in mind?" I 
asked.

"That gal that lives with Miss Mattie," he said. "She's got that jungle 
fever look."

"That's funny," I said. "Mattie seemed to think she was very straight-laced. 
What makes you think she'd be interested?"

"I watched her giving the men at work a look," Earnest said. "She's thinkin' 
'bout it for sure. They all are straight-laced until some brother unlaces 
'em . You want me to work on it?"

"I thought she had a boyfriend," I said.

"Does," Earnest said with a grin. "That don't mean much. You keep Mattie 
busy in the morning and I'll go see Lori. I'm supposed to fix their dish 
washer anyway. I'll drop by and see what's up with her."

I agreed that it couldn't hurt. I was thinking about the girl who worked at 
the convenience story near the warehouse. I noticed her looking at some of 
the guys when they were in the store. Maybe I could recruit her even thought 
I didn't have the foggiest idea how.

It was nearly two o'clock in the morning when the last satisfied customer 
left. One thing I noticed right off was that I was going to have to beef-up 
the room deodorizer system. There was a reek of sex in the air.

I got Mattie off of the bed and changed the sheets again. That was another 
thing I needed, more sheets.

"How was your first night?" I asked Mattie after we had fucked.

"Good," she answered. "Is tomorrow night the gang-bang?"

"Yeah it is. Pussy up to it?"

"Pussy is always up to it." she giggled.

"Earnest said we were having to turn people away," I said. "Thinking about 
another woman or two. What do you think?"

"No way!" Mattie said. "I don't want to share with anybody. Make them take 
less time and you could nearly double the number of men."

"So many cocks and only one pussy," I said. "That's not fair. Earnest thinks 
your room mate Lori might like some black cock."

"You're kidding!" Mattie said sitting upright in the bed. "No way! She doesn't 
even like black people. Besides she has a boyfriend." Mattie fell quiet for 
a while, "I know a girl who might be interested."

"Who?" I asked

"You know that girl who works at the Fill-up store near the office? She 
mention to me a few times how dreamy some of the crew looked. I think she's 
into black guys."

"Yeah, I though about her," I said. "Wonder how old she is?"

"Old enough," Mattie said drowsily "You want me to check her out?"

I told Mattie to be discreet, but find out as much as she could about the 
girl. All I really knew about her was her name was Polly.

It was well after noon when we managed to get up and stir around some. 
Mattie woke me up with a blow job. I do recommend that as opposed to an 
alarm clock. Best way in the world to wake up.

I got moving and met Tom at Aunt Jane's house a little after two o'clock. It 
took both of us grunting and straining to get the fuck bench unloaded. The 
damned thing was heavy, but it look substantial.

One side of the basement had already been converted as a living space. My 
aunt and uncle had put a couple chairs and a sofa in the room. There was a 
carpet on the floor and looked quite homey. We moved the sofa back and put 
the fuck bench in the middle of the room.

"So when do I get to meet the gal that's going to use that thing?" Tom 
asked.

"Depends," I said. "How much do I owe you for the upholstery job?"

"Depends," Tom answered with a grin. "When do I meet the gal that's going to 
use it?"

"What if I said this afternoon?" I said matching his grin.

"In that case, I have to say you owe me a hundred buck for the table and 
delivery."

"Come on, Tom." I said. "No time like the present to meet her. Follow me 
back to my place."

"You do understand I don't want to shake her hand, don't you?" Tom asked.

"Yeah, I got the picture." I laughed. "You want some pussy, I think."

"Right on, my man," Tom said with a huge grin. "Lead me to it. Not that it 
matters, but is this gal pretty?"

"You know Mattie, that works in the office?" I said. "This girl looks just 
like her."

"You need to quit talking and get to leadin', man," he said hurrying to his 
truck. "Miss Mattie is one good lookin' woman."

Tom couldn't have been more surprised and pleased when he saw Mattie in my 
apartment. He also got very shy. I got him a beer and while he sat at the 
table I whispered to Mattie, "eleven and a quarter inches."

Her eyes lit up and she looked at Tom as if she hadn't ever seen him before. 
He stopped being Tom the shop guy, and became Tom, the bearer of a large 
black cock.

"Tom," I said leading Mattie back to the kitchen. "What do you think of my 
girl? Mattie was wearing a robe over just skin. Her hair was damp, so I 
assumed that she had just gotten out of the shower. I opened the robe a 
little and showed Tom Mattie's full set of tits. His eyes grew large and he 
gulped.

"Nice, mighty nice," he managed to say. I opened the robe so that he could 
see her in all her glory. Mattie shrugged the robe off and let it fall. She 
struck the poise that all women, since the dawn of creation, know. "Damned 
nice," he said in a husky voice.

"I told Mattie that you claimed to have a large cock," I said, cupping her 
full breast in my hand. I could feel Mattie's heart beating rapidly. "Put up 
or shut up."

"Come with me," Mattie said, turning and strolling toward the living room. 
She let the robe drag behind her and Tom scrambled to his feet and hurried 
after her. I followed at a more leisurely pace.

Mattie stopped Tom in the middle of the room and she knelt down and undid 
his belt. She slowly unzipped him and pulled his pants down. I wish I had 
been recording it. When his semi-erect cock sprang out it rocked her back on 
her heels.

"Holy smoke," Mattie said. "Look at this monster, Steve!"

Monster indeed. Tom's cock looked big enough to have guts of it's own. Even 
only partially hard it was an impressive sight. I didn't doubt for a moment 
it was as long as he had claimed. Mattie lovingly stroked it to full 
erection in just a few moments. She had to stretch her mouth to take it in, 
but she managed it somehow.

I went over to a chair and sat down to watch. It was an amazing sight. 
Mattie got Tom to a straight chair and sat him down. She got up on him and 
even after a night of black cocks she had trouble getting his cock in her 
cunt. It took a while and after several frustrating minutes she finally just 
lined it up and slammed herself down onto it. When the mushroom shaped cock 
head went in, Mattie squealed like a stuck pig. Tom looked terrified and 
when he looked over at me, I shrugged as if to say I didn't know nothing.

Slowly, Mattie worked the massive cock further into her pussy until almost 
all of it was embedded. For a few moments neither she nor Tom moved a 
muscle. Frankly, neither did I. From my seat I could see that she was 
completely stuffed. Mattie was making soft mewing sounds.

After what seemed like five minutes, she slowly began to move, almost a 
twitch. Then in small increments, she raised herself up and slowly back 
down. After another four or five minutes of that, she began to rise up 
farther and farther on his pole before she settled back down. Tom stayed 
absolutely still, his eyes closed.

Pretty soon she was lifting herself up until the head of his cock almost 
came out before she eased back down. I could see that his ebony rod was 
glistening with her juices when she raised up on it. In another few minutes 
she was bouncing hard on his cock and both of them were moaning and getting 
louder. Mindful of the neighbors I turned the stereo on loud to mask the 
sounds they were making. Neither were actually saying words, just gibberish, 
but it was loud gibberish.

Suddenly I heard Tom grunt even louder than he had been. That didn't slow 
Mattie down, but on the uptake I could see that Tom had added a lot more 
juice. Mattie was working faster and faster on his cock and I could tell 
that she was about to climax. When she did orgasm, it wasn't loud, but more 
like a whimper and a sob. Mattie collapsed on Tom, limp as an old dishrag. 
They stayed that way for several more minutes.

"Damn, she took it all!" Tom said his voice ragged. "I'd bet good money no 
white woman could. She took every bit of my cock!"

I had to help Mattie dismount. When Toms cock came out, there was plopping 
sound, and a gush of come followed. Mattie came again when his cock came out 
of her. Not a big one, but still she came.

"Girl, you liked to killed me!" Tom told her. "That was something else. 
Where did you learn to fuck like that?"

"Steve taught me," Mattie said in a shaky voice. That was a lie, but it 
sounded so good I let it be. Mattie and I know that she's the one teaching 
me.

"I'd like some more of that pussy sometime," Tom said. I had gotten them 
both a towel and he was cleaning his dick off. "Not right now, but 
sometime," he added with a grin. "That was the best fuck I ever had. I'd 
like to try it on top."

"No way!" Mattie said. "I'll have to stay in control of that thing. That 
dick could do serious damage to a girl." She looked at Tom, "You had enough 
for a while?"

"For a while," Tom said grinning at her and then at me.

"I want you to make a short trip with Steve and I," Mattie said. "Steven don't 
think I'm woman enough to handle the workload. Let's see if we can find a 
chick."

"I didn't say that Mattie," I protested, hurrying to catch up.

We drove to the little store where Polly worked. It was mid afternoon and 
the traffic in the store was light. I went down one aisle while Tom and 
Mattie went down another. When I worked my way back near the checkout 
station, Mattie raised her voice and called to me, "Steve you better get 
some more condoms. We're nearly out." I knew we were not running out of 
rubbers because I buy them in bulk

Polly's eyes got large. She watched as Tom and Mattie came into the aisle 
straight in front of her. Tom was patting Mattie's ass and she was giggling. 
As they approached Polly, Tom had slipped his hand down the back of Mattie's 
shorts. Mattie was still laughing and pushed him away. "You'll have to wait 
a while," she told Tom loud enough for Polly to hear.

I was behind the checkout area when Mattie took her items up. "You party 
with those guys?" Polly asked in a low nervous voice.

"Sure," Mattie said. "Honey, you ain't partied until you party with the 
black boys. Do you?"

"No," the girl said in a hesitant tone of voice. "Not yet. I mean, not a 
real date, if you know what I mean." Polly lowered her voice, "What's it 
like.you know being with a black man?"

"I guess you'll have to find that out yourself," Mattie said laughing. "But 
I can tell you there's nothing like it. Especially if you're lucky enough to 
get a couple or even three to party with. Are you interested?"

"Yeah, maybe," the girl said. "I work days, but I'm off on Sunday and 
Monday."

"Tell you what," Mattie said lowering her voice because a customer had 
entered the store. "Why don't you come by tomorrow afternoon about two o'clock 
and I'll fix you up." She gave Polly my address. "Be prepared for the thrill 
of a lifetime." I noticed when we left that Polly was red as a firecracker 
and seemed to be sweating more than normal.

"Why didn't you invite her to the gang-bang tonight?" I asked.

Mattie rolled her eyes at me, "You don't start a girl out with a gang-bang, 
dummy. That would scare the hell out of her. See if Earnest can get that 
young guy to come over. He's nice and he has a nice size dick. You need to 
get her hooked on black cock before you start anything too kinky." I knew 
who she was talking about. I recalled that his name is Jamal and he'd 
probably like a freebie with a young white girl. I know I would. I wondered 
how Earnest had done with Mattie's roommate, Lori. I was betting a 
strike-out there.

CHAPTER TEN

Earnest was waiting on us when we got back. The old black man had a very 
satisfied look on his face.

"Tell me about it." I said when we had gotten inside. Tom went on about his 
business so it was just Earnest, Mattie, and me.

"That gal was ripe," Earnest said. "I picked her."

"Who are you talking about?" Mattie asked.

"Lori," I said.

"Lori who? You don't mean."

"Yeah, Lori your roommate," Earnest said. "I done fucked her once. She ain't 
a bad lay, but she ain't as good as you."

"You got to be kidding me!" Mattie said. "No way! Lori is.She's engaged 
to.How did it happen?"

"I went over to your place to see if I could fix the dish washer like you 
ask me to. Lori let me in and she was wearing a robe that was buttoned up to 
her neck. I guess she hadn't been up very long. Anyway, I got to lookin' at 
the dishwasher when Lori asked me if I wanted some coffee. I told her that I 
did and she got a cup and sit it on the table. I sat down and we got to 
talkin'. I knew where you were, but I asked about you and Lori said you had 
stayed out all night again. She asked me if I knew who you were staying with 
and I told her I did but that I wasn't going to tell her. She got mad at 
first than she tried to weasel it out of me. After a while when that didn't 
work, she said that she knew anyway. I laughed and told her I'd bet she didn't. 
She told me that she didn't have enough money to be bettin' so I told her 
that she could make one guess and if she was wrong she owed me one kiss. She 
got all red faced and jumped up and left the room. I went back to lookin' at 
the dishwasher and pretty soon she was back. I noticed that she had 
unbuttoned the top two buttons of her robe. She asked me if I was talkin' 
'bout a kiss on the lips or the cheek. I told her that a peck on the cheek 
wasn't no kiss at all. After a while she said she was so sure she was right 
that she'd make the bet. She lost and I kissed her. I planted a good one on 
her. She guessed again and I smooched her again. After the third wrong guess 
when I kissed her I rubbed her tittie through the robe. When she had done 
guessed wrong again, I think she just started making up names, I kissed her 
and opened up the robe and Kissed her tittie nipple. I think she come that 
time 'cause she moaned real loud. It didn't take much from that point. I was 
fuckin' her in just a few minutes. First time in the kitchen, leaning 
against the counter, and then I took her to her bed and fucked her again. I'm 
tellin' you that that gal loves to fuck even if she ain't had much 
experience at it. Oh yeah, I got your washer fixed."

"You're kidding!" Mattie said.

"Naw, the drain was stopped up is all. I got it cleared."

"Not about the dishwasher," Mattie said. "About Lori. What about her 
fianc�e?"

"Unless that boy has a big black dick, he ain't got much of a chance," 
Earnest said laughing. "She didn't believe that me and you had got together 
either. When I left she was beggin' to know when I'd fuck her again."

"You told her about me?" Mattie demanded loudly.

"Sure," Earnest said calmly, "She's goina find out pretty soon anyway. Might 
as well get it out in the open."

Mattie considered that bit of advice and slowly nodded her head. "I guess 
you're right. I have to go home and get ready for the party tonight. I guess 
I'll see how she acts."

"Ain't no party," Earnest said with a big grin. "Just you and five ol' boys 
who are goina fuck you until you can't even walk. You ready for that?"

"I'm ready, willing and able," Mattie said. "I'll see you boys later."

After Mattie left, I asked Earnest if he thought that Lori would join our 
little stable.

"Oh yeah," he said laughing. "She's got the fever bad. Goina take a few days 
to talk her into it, but she'll go along sooner or later. Bitch has some 
fine pussy, but I didn't want to say it in front of Mattie. You need to get 
some of that pussy before we get it all stretched out of shape for your 
little white dick."

I assured him that I wasn't worried about that. Been my experience that the 
damned thing will snap back to the original size after a while. Mattie was 
still tight enough for my cock.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Mattie came back about an hour before her meeting, or should that be 
"meating", with the five men she was fucking that night. She looked like she 
was more than ready. She had on a little short white skirt and a thin white 
blouse. It was very obvious that she didn't have anything on under them.

"How did it go with Lori?" I asked Mattie as we drove out to Aunt Jane's 
house. Earnest was following us in his car.

"Fine," Mattie said with a laugh. "She couldn't say much about my fucking, 
could she? I let her know that I knew about her and Earnest. After she 
settled down we laughed about it. Earnest is one hundred percent right. Lori 
is hooked on black cock. She'll eventually want to party with us."

I had already hauled in some beer and booze and set up a temporary bar in 
Aunt Jan's basement. I made sure that the upstairs was locked up good. After 
all, I didn't know these people and I sure didn't want any of Aunt Jane's 
stuff to get pilfered. There was a bathroom in the basement so there wasn't 
any need for anybody to go upstairs.

When I got back, Earnest and Mattie were trying out the new fuck bench. 
Mattie and Earnest were lip-locked. He was laying beside her with his big 
hand under her short skirt working her pussy. A little before eight I broke 
them up so Mattie could freshen up.

By eight-ten all five of the gang had arrived. Mattie was serving them beer 
or other drinks and giving them a show while she did. It didn't take much of 
her teasing to get thing heated up. After a few minutes they had her blouse 
off, and her skirt off pretty soon after that.

Earnest and I sat off a little way from the orgy and watched. Our job was to 
make sure things didn't get out of hand. They fucked her one at a time for 
the first round then it was two or three at a time after that. For the next 
two hours, Mattie was never without at least one cock in her. I think it was 
about eleven o'clock when she got her only break. I took her upstairs and 
let her shower and cool down some.

"So how do you like it?" I asked her. I was sitting on the toilet, watching 
her as she showered.

"I love it, Steve!" she said. "All that hard black cock!"

"Could you handle more than five cocks at a time?"

She gave that question some thought. "Maybe one or two more. I think it's 
possible that too many guys might be getting in each others way. Six or 
seven should be about right, I think."

I did the math and like the idea that there could be another four hundred to 
split. We had arrived at a forty, forty, twenty split. Earnest was happy 
with his twenty percent. I think Mattie would have been happy with nothing 
but the hard black cocks she was getting. Fair was fair, I had decided. None 
of us had any idea how long the arrangement would last. Aunt Jane had called 
me and told me that her blood pressure was back up and that she was going to 
stay with her sister for a while longer. I got the idea that she was 
planning on staying away for a long time. She mentioned that she has several 
offers on the business. Our little house of cards could come tumbling down 
any day.

The bench Tom constructed worked well. Mattie could easily service three men 
on it, which she did several times. After some trial and error they got it 
worked out for the triple penetration. One guy lay on his back and Mattie, 
her back to him, took his dick in her ass. Another guy got in her pussy and 
another at her head. She was air-tight, they said.

The gang-bang continued on until just after two o'clock. Mattie was still 
ready to go, but the men were fucked out. They left promising to be back for 
more of Mattie's prime pussy. Earnest left at the same time the others did.

"I wish Tom were here," Mattie complained after everybody had left. "I'd 
sure like to finish it off with his big dick."

"Sorry babe," I said, "You'll just have to do with my cock."

Mattie and I didn't go back to my apartment that night. We stayed in Aunt 
Jane's bed. After I took my turn, Mattie, the excitement gone, crashed. Poor 
thing didn't even twitch until after noon on Sunday.

CHAPTER TWELVE

"Will she come?" I asked for the third or forth time.

"I'm betting she will," Mattie assured me. "That girl is curious and she's 
anxious to try it. She'll be here. If she don't show, I'll give Jamal a 
freebie myself."

When Polly arrived at exactly two o'clock, Jamal was already there, waiting.

"Hi Polly," Mattie said showing the girl into the apartment. "Steve, you 
know and this is Jamal."

Polly was a quivering mass of nerves. She managed to stammer a hello.

Mattie led the young couple into the living room where she had some soft 
music playing. She got Polly and Jamal a drink and we left them alone to get 
acquainted. After about fifteen minutes, Mattie and I joined them. While 
Mattie and I danced a slow dance, Polly and Jamal watched. Mattie and I made 
our dance as sensual as possible. Actually we dry fucked while pretending to 
dance. After a bit Polly and Jamal joined us on the floor. When it didn't 
look like they were going to get started on their own, we switched partners. 
While I danced and felt up Polly, Mattie danced with Jamal. I turned Polly 
around so she could she could see that Mattie had Jamal's cock out and was 
fondling it as they danced. When Polly saw his cock, she gasped and I could 
feel her heart beat increase.

We switched partners again and as Mattie passed Polly, she said, "hold his 
cock as you dance."

Polly, having been shown the right way to dance, did just that. Things 
picked up quickly after that. Jamal got Polly's shirt off and while she held 
his cock he played with and sucked her breasts. It was an erotic sight. It 
wasn't very long after, that they both were naked and there wasn't much 
pretence at dancing.

Jamal took Polly down to the carpeted floor and she never turned loose of 
his cock until he spread her legs and began to eat her cunt. Polly is a very 
vocal girl. She moaned and whimpered while he ate her. When he got his cock 
in her a few inches she came unglued. Polly howled, sobbed, cried out, 
begging him to fuck her. She screeched, squealed and whooped when he got all 
of his cock in her. When he picked up the tempo she really started to make a 
racket.

I had to leave them to answer the door. The woman from next door was asking 
if everything was all right.

"Sure," I told the nosy old woman, "Just a woman getting fucked. Nothing to 
worry about." Her eyes flew open and she left without another word. I wasn't 
too worried because I was going to have to rearrange my living situation 
anyway. I simply didn't have enough room in my apartment for all that was 
going on.

I got back to the living room in time to see Jamal fill the rubber with come 
and to see Polly faint from her passion. It appeared that Polly's first 
black experience had been a success. After Jamal left, Mattie and I managed 
to get Polly into the shower and revive her. My shower isn't big enough for 
three people, but we managed by getting real close.

I was amazed when Mattie used her fingers and mouth on Polly's pussy to 
clean her. I think Mattie shocked herself, too. It didn't take much of our 
"cleaning" to get Polly excited again. While Mattie held up one of Polly's 
legs I shoved my cock in the girls cunt. I wasn't wearing a rubber and I 
deposited a load of come in her pussy. Mattie sucked it all out, giving the 
girl another massive orgasm.

Still dripping wet, we moved from the bathroom to the bedroom. Polly, as I 
said, is young and pretty. I'll try to describe her in a little more detail. 
She is about five-two and has a great body. Maybe carrying a few extra 
pounds, but does it well. She has big tits with extra long nipples that 
stick out when she's aroused. Even non-aroused they make interesting bumps 
in her shirt. She is a bleached blond and keeps her pubic hair trimmed to 
just a tuff above her pussy. Her butt isn't as rounded as Mattie's but nice 
never the less. We found out that Polly lives with her single mother. 
According to Polly, that is how she became interested in interracial sex. 
She told us that her mom had a black boyfriend when she was in junior high. 
Polly told us that she would lay awake at night and listen to her mom and 
the black boyfriend getting it on.

Polly, Mattie, and I lay on the bed either eating, fucking or talking about 
it for several hours. Mattie asked Polly how she had liked her first black 
sex.

"Oh wow, it was great! I knew it would be good, I just didn't know how good. 
Thanks for helping me out."

"You think you might want some more black cock?" Mattie asked.

"You bet I do!" Polly said. "As much as I can." Polly was laying between 
Mattie and I. I was playing with one nipple and Mattie was tweaking the 
other one. Polly was shivering with delight.

"I have several black boyfriends," Mattie said. "I don't mind sharing with 
you. Would you like that?"

"Damned right I would!" Polly said in a voice that was half a moan. I was 
teasing a nipple with my tongue and teeth. I had to wonder how much Mattie 
was going to tell the girl.

"Sometimes I entertain several men at the same time," Mattie said softly. 
She too was biting a nipple when she wasn't talking. "Do you think that's 
something you might want to try?"

"Several? I don't know about that," Polly said in a gasp. "I never tried 
that before." I had two fingers in her cunt and was using my thumb to rub 
her clit. "I can't think straight with what you all are doing to me." She 
was giggling.

"Can you suck cock?" Mattie asked.

"Oh sure, I've done that a lot." Polly said, panting. "I'm going to come if 
you don't stop," she said to me.

"I want you to come," I said. "I want you to come a lot. Did you like it 
when Mattie sucked your pussy?"

"Oh God yes," Polly said. "I loved it."

"Have you ever went down on a woman?" Mattie asked. "Have you ever ate a 
pussy?"

"No, not really," Polly said. She was about to come, so I took my fingers 
out of her and licked them clean. "My best friend and I fooled around a 
couple times. I used a dildo on her and she kissed my pussy. Nothing like 
what you did to me. That was too much."

"Have you ever had anal sex?" Mattie asked the girl.

"Yeah, once. It was okay, but I like it better in my puss."

"How about two guys at once?" Mattie inquired. I was back to fingering the 
girl again.

"Once I sucked my boyfriend off while his buddy fucked me." Polly said. She 
giggled. "My boyfriend got pissed that I liked it so much and he broke up 
with me, so it was just that one time."

"But you like it?" I asked her.

"Oh yes, I sure did. It was a lot of fun." She was beginning to jerk as an 
orgasm approached. I stopped my finger-fuck and slid down to eat her pussy.

"You never had a dick in your pussy and another in your ass, then?" Mattie 
asked. I had Polly's clit in my teeth and was tugging on it gently.

"Can you do that?" Polly asked.

"Sure you can," Mattie assured her. "It's a blast. Do you want to eat my 
pussy while Steve eats you?"

I couldn't see, but I assumed that Polly had agreed because Mattie relocated 
so that she had her cunt over the other girl's mouth. Mattie was facing me. 
I ate Polly to a couple orgasms and then I moved up to fuck her. While I 
fucked her, Polly sucked Mattie who was kissing me. That was a lot of fun, 
but there is no way I can keep up with two horny girls. After I shot off in 
Polly, and left the two women tangled up with each other. I needed food for 
strength. It looked like a long night of instruction ahead, and Polly proved 
to be a willing student.

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