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   The Card Girl

   by shooter3704 (C)

   "Why do they call him BB.  Was he named after BB King?" Tina Wilson
whispered to her husband.  They were at an after event party in honor of
BB's knock-out and winning the title bout.

   "According to his bio it's just his name," Roy Wilson whispered back. 
"I heard his birth certificate got screwed up and it lists his name as Baby
Boy Moses." Roy was an assistant to Carla Thompson of the Carla Thompson
Publicity Agency.  One of several assistances.  Carla didn't not like
anything that hinted of violence or sweat.  Boxing fit both of her
aversions.  She selected Roy at random to represent the agency at the
gathering.

   "I can see why they changed it to BB," Tina said.  "God, he's big!  Baby
Boy doesn't fit at all..

   "Yeah, he's big all right," Roy admitted.  "Big, strong, and useless as
a man.  He's been taking steroids so long he can't get it up."

   "Apparently those girls hanging all over him don't know that," Tina
observed.  "How do you know that, anyway?"

   "It a well known fact," Roy answered smugly.  "Every muscle is big but
the one that really counts."

   "Hello," a short.  heavy-set.  black man said.  "I'm Ace Watkins.  I'm
BB's business manager."

   "I'm Roy Wilson, with the Carla Thompson Agency.  We're doing BB's
publicity."

   "Yeah, doin' a great job, too.  Who's this?"

   "This is my wife, Tina," Roy said proudly, noticing that Ace seemed to
be staring at Tina's large breasts.  Tina developed a massive chest early
and it just kept growing until it reached a whopping forty-two triple D. 
It had taken Roy almost all of their married life to get her to stop being
ashamed of her large chest.  They had been married for nearly four years.
It had only been in the last year or so that she would wear a dress that
showed her giant boobs.

   "Nice to meet you, honey," Ace said speaking to her right boob." You
ought to sign up for to be a card girl."

   "What's a card girl?" Tina asked.  "How much does it pay?"

   "A card girl carries a sign announcing the next round of the match. 
Nothing hard about it.  Didn't you see the fight?  The girls carrying the
signs were card girls,"

   "Oh, they weren't wearing much." she said.

   "Naw, just a bikini and high heels.  That blonde beside BB was one of
them tonight.  So was the tall redhead over there.  In a sixteen round
fight we'll have three or four girls lined up.  Some never make it to the
ring like tonight.  BB put that son of a bitch on his ass in the third
round.  Pays twenty-five per round even if you don't have to perform. 
Fifty if you do.  Easy money, honey.  Ought to get your name on the list.
Excuse me.  I see somebody I need to talk to." He torn his eyes away from
her chest and left them.

   "Yeah right," Tina muttered.  "Like I'm going to parade around in public
half naked."

   "Might want to think about it, Tina," Roy said.  "One of those gals made
a hundred bucks tonight just for a few minutes work.  Like the man said,
easy money."

   "Surely you're not serious," Tina said.  "You would allow me to do
something like that?"

   "If you got it, flaunt it, I always say.  I'll check into it for you
tomorrow." ***

   "I signed you up," Roy announced a few days later.

   "For what?" Tina asked.

   "Card girl," he answered grinning.  "You have to start small doing some
of the smaller fights.  That only pays ten bucks a round, but you get to do
it by yourself.  Still damned good money."

   "Are you crazy?" she yelled at him.  "No way!"

   "Yes way," he said.  "Let's face it Tina.  We're running short on money
every fucking payday.  A few hundred dollars would come in handy.  We're
going down tonight to see the man who's in charge for an interview."

   Tina cried and protested to no avail.  She was aware that they were
tight on money and she had offered to get a job as a grocery store checker
or waitress.  She had experience at both.  Roy was adamant.  He didn't want
his young wife doing that sort of work.  Tina couldn't understand why he
would insist that she display herself in public and not do honest work.

   "You'll do good," he said as he parked their five year old station wagon
behind the gym.  She had her black two piece swim suit in her bag and was
wearing her black heels.  Roy located Carlo Sanchez, the man in charge of
getting card girls.

   "Yeah," Carlo said glancing at Tina and bringing his eyes back to her
for a longer appraisal.  "Yeah, looks good.  Go back there and change.  I
got three girls to look at and I only need one, so look sharp, kid."

   Tina found an empty dressing room and put the swim suit on.  She sat
down and wiped the tears away.  While she was waiting to get control of her
emotions a woman came hurrying into the room.  She was a short but stacked
Latina who quickly changed into a tiny bikini, smiled at Tina, and left the
room.

   "Not a chance," Tina muttered.  "I don't have a chance in hell against
someone like that." She stuffed her dress, panties, and bra into her bag
and started out.  She stopped at the door, hesitated, and went back in. 
Tina quickly took off the swimming suit top and replaced it with the black
lacy bra.  "I might not get it, but I'll go down swinging," she said aloud.


   "Okay kid," Carlo said giving her breasts a long hard look.  He handed
her a big cardboard sign.  Tina noticed that there were a dozen or so men
and a couple of women around the ring.  "You can't go too slow or too fast.
Lucia is up next, watch how she does it."

   The well built Latina got into the ring and held up her sign.  Tina
studied how the woman moved around the four sides of the ring.  She also
noticed that the little Latina walked so that her breasts bounced with
every step.

   "Okay, kid, you're up," Carlo announced.  "Show and tell time."

   Tina took a deep breath and tried to steady her nerves.  She saw Roy
sitting in one of the empty seats.  With as much dignity as she could
manage she went under the ropes and into the ring.  On the first side she
didn't move as gracefully as the Latina had, but she quickly got into the
stroll.  She was completely aware that the thin bra didn't leave much to
the imagination and that her big breast were gyrating with each step she
took.  She was sweating from the nervousness and the excitement by the time
she got back to the starting point where Carlo waited.

   "You done good, kid," Carlo said taking the sign from her trembling
hands.  "You made the cut.  Come back tomorrow afternoon for the final
interview.  Wear something smaller on the bottom next time."

   "My name is Tina," she said.

   "What?" Carlo said.

   "You keep calling me kid.  My name is Tina."

   "Yeah, swell," the man said smiling at her.  "If you're around for a
while, I'll learn it.  If you ain't, it doesn't matter what the fuck your
name is, does it?  Tomorrow at two.  Be here." He turned and left her.

   "What did he say?" Roy demanded, rushing up to her.

   "He said I made the cut.  Whatever that is," she answered.  "I have to
come back tomorrow at two for another interview."

   "That's great!" Roy gushed.  "I told you that you would do good.  Are
you going to change?"

   "No, I just want to get out of here," she snapped.  "Come on, Roy." ***

   "You looked like a million dollars up there," Roy said.  They were
laying in bed and he was playing with her nipple.  "I've never been so
proud of you."

   Tina was conflicted.  She was ashamed of herself, yet she had to admit
that she was also a little proud of herself.  She had seen the look on the
people's face as she went around the ring.  She saw looks of lust on the
men's faces and envy on the few women that were there.

   Roy took a detour on the way home from the gym and stopped at a lingerie
shop.  He picked out an outfit for her to wear that seemed to her to be
illegal to wear in public.  The sales clerk assured her that it was hot,
but perfectly legal.

   They had no more got in the door when Roy insisted she model it for him.
She did and she could tell it really excited him.  He had nearly ripped it
off her in his haste to get her naked.  He pounced on her and drove his
dick in her with seldom seen passion.  He managed to get her a nice orgasm
but just as she was building up to a really big one, he shot off in her and
rolled off.

   Now they lay side by side while he teased her nipple.  She knew that it
was a waste because he was through for the night.

   "You'll knock 'em dead tomorrow," he said.

   "What time are you coming to get me?" she asked wishing he would stop
the teasing.

   "Oh, that's something I need to talk about.  I have a meeting tomorrow
afternoon so you'll have to call a taxi."

   "What the hell do you mean?" She said slapping his hand away from her
breast.  "You won't be there?"

   "No I just told you I have a meeting that will last all afternoon. 
You'll have to go alone."

   "Be damned if that's so!" she snapped.  "This is your idea.  I'm not
going by myself."

   Again, Roy patiently explained why he could go with her while she shook
her head.

   "Come on Tina," Roy said his patience coming to an end.  "This will be
good for you.  Open you up to new things.  Hell, with your looks you'll be
the card girl at a title fight in no time.  You'll be making big bucks
then."

   "What if they want more than a show?" she asked.  "I didn't like the way
that Carlo looked at me."

   "Dammit everybody does what they have to do to get and keep a job.  Do
you know how many asses I have to kiss just to keep my miserable fuckin'
job?  We need the money, Tina.  You do whatever you have to do to get that
job."

   "You can't be serious!" she yelled at him.  "Even if he demands to see
me naked?  What do I do then?"

   "You show him whatever he wants to see, dammit!' Roy yelled back.  "It's
past fuckin' time you contributed something to this marriage.  You get the
fucking job!" He rolled over and fell silent, ending the argument.  ***

   At least ten times during the cab ride, she almost told the driver to
take her home.  Each time Roy's harsh words echoed in her mind.  She was
angry at him for saying she didn't contribute anything to the marriage. 
That was so unfair of him.  Hadn't she offered to get a job?  Didn't she
keep the apartment nice and clean?  Didn't she fix his meals on time and
every time?

   By the time the cab got to the gym she was seething with anger.  How
dare him say that she didn't contribute her fair share.  She would get the
damned job just to show that pompous ass.

   "Hi kid," Carlos said.  "glad you made it."

   "It's Tina, you jackass!" she snapped.  "Don't call me kid!"

   "Oh, okay, Tina it is then.  Come on back to the office and we'll get
started, Tina.  Tina, Tina, Tina," he said with a grin.  "Don't want to
make that mistake again, do I?" He led her to a nicely furnished office at
the back of the gym.

   "We got beer, wine, and whiskey.  Name your poison," Carlo said.  He
indicated she sit on a large leather couch.

   "Nothing for me thanks," she said.  The anger was fast being replaced
with butterflies in her stomach.

   "I don't drink the shit myself, but they say this white wine is good
stuff.  Better have some, Tina." She nodded her acceptance and he poured
her a glass and handed it to her.  The wine was good and she surprised
herself how quickly she drank it.  He poured her another glass.

   "So you're twenty-three, huh?  That's a nice age.  Still young enough to
have fun, but old enough for people to take you seriously.  I was impressed
with you last night.  I could tell you didn't want to be here, doing that
bit.  That took moxie and I like moxie.  Ever done any modeling?"

   "Gosh no," she said laughing and blushing.  "Never anything like that."

   "So, no nude dancing or stripping?  What made you want to be a card
girl?"

   "I didn't," she said.  "Roy, my husband insisted that I try-out.  He
likes to show me off." That statement surprised her.  She had never said it
out loud before.

   "Can't blame him for that," Carlo said refilling her nearly empty glass.
"You got a great body and a pretty face to go with it.  You got it all kid.
I mean Tina." She smiled at his slip.  "Knocker are real?"

   "Oh yes," she said feeling her face turn red.  "I'm afraid everything
about me is natural."

   "Don't have to be afraid of that.  Why don't you go in that bathroom and
change into your ring outfit.  Let's see how you look.  I'll get you some
more wine while you change."

   Tina hesitated only momentarily and went in the room with her bag.  She
was back in a few minutes wearing the abbreviated costume.

   "God damn girl!" Carlo said.  "You look fuckin' great!  That is one hot
outfit!" Tina blushed and ducked her head.  Again she was besieged with
mixed emotions.  She was both embarrassed and pleased at his comments.

   "Got the top too tight," he said after she walked around the room a
couple of times.  "Your tits aren't bouncing enough.  Turn around and I'll
loosen it some." He untied the string in back and retied it.  "There try it
again and make them big puppies jiggle." Again she paraded around the
office.  Tina was worried that the loose top would come up over her
breasts. She could tell that the bottom was up enough to show half of her
boobs.  "Now that's more like it." Carlo said.  "Make all the studs sit up
and take notice.  Only one thing.  The material is too thick to see if your
nipples are hard.  Are they?"

   "Yes," she admitted softly.  They were, too.  As hard as pebbles and
almost as uncomfortable in her bra.  She wanted to touch them and relieve
the discomfort.  She also knew that she was moist between her legs.  It
surprised her to realize she was aroused from showing off for this man. 
She didn't flinch when he stepped beside her.

   "Maybe this will help," he said softly running his hand under the loose
bra.  She shivered and gasped when his fingers found her nipple and pinched
it lightly.  He did the other nipple causing her to shiver again.  She
didn't resist when he removed the top completely and sucked one hard spiky
nipple while toying with the other one.

   "Oh God," she moaned.  She felt the beginning of an orgasm.  This guy
was turning her on big time.  Her better judgment told her to stop it
before it went any farther.  Just as she was reaching to pull his mouth off
her nipple she heard Roy's words in her mind.  "Get the fucking job.  Show
him whatever he wants to see.  Do whatever it takes to get the job."
Instead of pulling him away from her, she pushed his head down onto her big
breast.

   Tina didn't resist when he pushed her down onto the couch.  Carlo had
her bottom off in a matter of seconds.  Tina moaned loudly when his
searching finger found her clit she jerked when he tugged at her clit and
bit her nipple at the same time.  She came with a shudder.

   "You are one hot woman," Carlo said.  "The guys will love meeting you."
He stood up and quickly tore his clothes off.  Tina watched as his brown
cock sprang out.  When he approached she raised one leg and put it over the
armrest and guided his cock to her wet pussy.  'I'll get the damned job,
Roy,' she thought as Carlo entered her wet cunt.  He fucked her hard for
several minutes causing her to experience two big climaxes in a row.  A
first for her.  When Carlo came it was a forceful squirt of come in her. 
She was pleasantly surprised when he didn't quit then.  He fucked her to
another climax.

   After he got off of her she looked up at him and said thanks.  He looked
surprised then laughed.

   "You are certainly welcome, Tina.  Thank you.  You are a great fuck.  Go
get yourself cleaned up and put your ring outfit on.  It's time you met the
boys."

   "The boys?" she said.  "I thought you were the one to decide who got the
job."

   "I am, but it's always nice to have the input from the boys.  Shake a
leg, kid.  I mean Tina.  Let's get this show on the road." ***

   "Hey I know you," Ace Watkins said.  "I saw you a couple nights ago at
the party." They were in an grand apartment.  Tina had only seen pictures
like it in magazines.  She saw BB Moses sitting in a chair wearing only
boxer shorts.  She giggled softly when she considered it was suitable.  He
was a boxer after all.

   "Yeah I saw you, too," BB said, his voice a deep rumble.  "I remember
those big knockers."

   "BB this is Tina.  I'm thinking she's going to be a card girl.  What do
you think?"

   "Looks good to me," BB said.  "Come over here and let me get a closer
look.  Tina was wearing her coat over her ring outfit.  She took it off
handed it to Carlo.

   "Uh huh, girl you are a sight for sore eyes.  I'm going to have to taste
you pretty damn soon," The big boxer said.  "Come on over here and take a
hold of this." He reached in his boxers and fished out a huge black cock.
It was bigger then anything Tina had ever seen.  When she got close enough
he pulled her down to her knees.  "Get your mouth on this, girl." he
ordered.

   It never dawned on Tina to refuse his demand.  He was BB Moses, the
light heavyweight champion of the whole damned world.  The fact there were
two other men in the room didn't matter to her either.  In fact, for Tina,
at that moment in time, there was only that huge black cock and her.

   She had to stretch her mouth wide to get the tip of the cock in.  When
her jaws started to cramp she licked and kissed it instead of trying to
suck the cock.

   "You'll get used to sucking a big cock," BB assured her.  "Get that shit
off.  I want to see white pussy and play with white titties."

   Tina quickly removed the tiny ring costume.  She stood close to him and
let him feast his eyes on her white body.  When he tired of just looking,
he stuck a finger in her pussy and pulled her closer.  His mouth fastened
to her nipple and he applied hard suction.  So hard she came.

   "You want some black cock in your white pussy?" BB asked.

   "Yes," she answered honestly.  "But I'm not sure it will fit in me."

   "Hell yes it will fit.  I'll make it fit.  Get up here on me and put my
black love stick in your pretty white cunt.  You had some Spic dick, now
you get some nigger dick."

   Tina did as he ordered her to do.  She managed to get the tip of his
huge cock started and gravity did the rest.  His big hands on her hips
helped the process.  Soon Tina was sitting on BB's cock and it was
completely in her.  She felt like she was being torn apart, but the feeling
only lasted a few moments.  Soon the pain subsided and a feeling of raw
delight came over her.

   "How does that feel Tina?" BB asked her.  "You like my cock in you?"

   "I.love.it," she panted.  "God, I feel so full of you!"

   "Hey Ace," BB said.  "Call Phil.  He'll like this white cunt." He raised
her hips and let her fall back down again.  "Phil is my sparing partner. 
He does like to fuck white women.  I'm thinkin' you goina like his cock,
too." Again he lifted her up and back down.  Tina felt it coming and the
orgasm came on her like an explosion.

   BB rose to his feel, Tina still impaled on his cock.  Without apparent
effort he took her to the bed.  The movement caused her to climax yet
again. BB fell onto the bed on his back but her weight caused his cock to
sink even deeper.  She squealed loudly.

   She squealed again when BB rolled over putting him on top of her.  He
commenced to thrust in and out of her.  She kept screaming until her throat
became sore and she had to quit.  Over and over the huge black cock went in
and out of her white pussy.  Over and over again she came.

   After a while Tina felt an object touching her lips.  She opened her
eyes to see Ace's cock.  She opened her mouth and sucked his smaller cock
while BB continued to hammer her pussy.  Ace came with a gush and she
obediently swallow as much as she could.  Ace was replaced by Carlo and she
sucked him to completion.

   "I'm going to come in your white whore's cunt," BB gasped.  "Here it
comes." Tina felt the hot sperm flood her pussy and she had the largest,
and best orgasm yet.  She felt BB's cock soften and then it was out of her.
Her pussy felt empty, but that didn't last but a few moments.  Another
cock, even bigger than BB's rammed into her.  Her eyes flew open to see a
black stranger between her legs.

   "Hello, cunt," the man said.  "I'm Phil and I happy to be fuckin' you."

   "My.name.is.Tina," she stammered as he fucked her.  His cock was in
brand new territory and she could feel the tip hitting her cervix.

   "Your fuckin' name is whore, bitch, cunt, or anything else I want to
call you.  Ain't that right BB?"

   "Damn straight," BB Moses said coming to the side of the bed.  "White
whore is what you are.  Get used to it.  You are just a piece of meat for
us to fuck and come in.  Before this night is over you'll have black and
brown cock in every hole you got.  Carlo, you got the smallest cock.  You
get to open her ass for the rest of us."

   "Suits me," Carlo said from somewhere out of sight of Tina.  "I like to
fuck their ass and hear them squall."

   It wasn't Tina's first anal experience, but it was the most intense by
far.  She was fucked in her ass by all four men and then With BB Moses in
her ass Phil fucked her pussy.  They had to throw cold water on her to get
her awake.  The four men fucked her white cunt in every possible
combination possible.

   Tina stumbled in her front door shortly after three o'clock in the
morning.

   "Where the hell have you been?" Roy demanded.  "I've been worried sick
about you.  I even called the cops."

   "I've been busy," she said.  "Don't worry.  I got the job.  I'm the
newest card girl and I will be working every important fight.  I'll also be
holding up the signs at the title bout in a few months.  I'll also be
working every weekend until then."

   "Doing what?"

   "I'm BB Moses'and his friends new white whore," she said with a grin. 
"By the way.  Steroids didn't do a thing to BB's cock.  It still works just
great." She turned and walked away from her husband unaware that she was
leaving a trail of come on the carpet.  "Oh yeah, BB stands for big and
black.  Goodnight dear."

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