A Matter of Interest

The lean man went behind the bar, “May I offer you a drink?” he said.

“Yes thank you, I’ll have a champagne cocktail,” Sally said.

“I’ll just have a couple finger of your 18 year old scotch,” Crank said. “My fingers, not you little ol’ skinny ones.”

“So tell me…ah…Amber,” Luke Beeks said mixing and pouring the drinks, “How long have you know James?”

“Oh for ages,” Sally said, keeping a straight face, “James and I go way back, and it’s just Amber…not ah Amber.”

Crank snorted barely able to keep from laughing out loud.

“I see,” Luke said, looking down the front of her dress at her impressive breasts. “May I ask you what would cause a lovely young woman, like yourself, to agree to something like this?”

“As a favor to me,” Crank said. “I explained to Amber ‘bout the bet and that I was about out of time and she agreed to help me out.”

“Really?” the man said raising his massive eyebrows. “What if I don’t approve? Have you thought of that, James?”

“Yes I have,” Crank said with a laugh. “You know the deal. If you don’t approve all I have to do is get three of the five men we agreed on to say she’s classy and you lose the bet. Come on Luke,” Crank said with a laugh, “You know you are going to approve, so don’t try to shit me.”

“Perhaps,” Luke said looking back at Sally, “That remains to be seen. There are several elements of the wager and she hasn’t complied to any of them as yet.”

“She knows what she has to do,” Crank said. “She goina fuck a couple men for a birthday party.”

“So crude, James,” Beeks chided, “but correct none the less. Amber would you mind walking over to the door and return for me?” Luke Beeks had sat down beside Sally.

Sally got to her feet and strolled to the door, turned, posed for a moment, and walked back to where the two men waited. She stopped directly in front of Luke.

“Not bad,” Luke said, his voice husky, “but I want to see more.”

“Okay,” Crank said. “Amber, please show the man more.”

Sally unbuttoned the simple black dress and did a slow strip to music that only she heard. Soon she stood in front of Luke Beeks wearing only her black high heels.

“So what do you think?” Crank asked, his voice had gotten husky also.

“Not bad at all,” Luke said, after attempting to clear his throat a couple of times. “Charles,” he called loudly, “Come in here.”

“Who the fuck is Charles?” Crank said. “What happened to what’s his name?”

“Oh, you mean Darwin? I let him go a few weeks ago. Charles is my new man,” Luke said as the door opened and a mountain size man came into the room.

Sally watched the huge man glide into the room and approach them. She was well aware that only a few weeks earlier she would have been frightened to death of such a man, while now she appraised him as a possible lover. Charles was close to seven feet tall and well over two hundred fifty pounds. He moved with cat like smoothness and muscles rippled when he walked.

Sally was conscious that the giant had fixed his gaze on her and had not taken it away. She was also keenly aware that she was completely nude.

“Charles had a promising career as a heavy weight boxer,” Luke said. “It is a pity that he has a glass jaw.” Luke chuckled, “He is still a very dangerous man and everything else on him works as it should.”

Charles walked directly to where Sally stood. He stopped in front of her and put both of his huge hands on her bare shoulders forcing her to kneel.

“Take my cock out and suck it, cunt,” he said in a deep voice.

It never occurred to Sally that she could object or resist his demands. She knelt down and unfastened the man’s pants and released his cock. When his cock sprang out Sally reared back in complete surprise.

“Holy shit!” She gasped. “Is that thing real?”

Crank silently stared with growing alarm at the size of the man’s tool. Twelve inches long and at least eight or nine inches around and it wasn’t hard yet.

“Get a hand on it, bitch,” Charles snarled. “Get it up and get to suckin’.”

Sally took the massive hunk of meat in her small hand. She could feel the heat and feel his cock pulsating like it had a life of its own. The cock was uncut and she stroked the foreskin back away from the head. She was now using both hands to handle the cock. The enormous thing didn’t seem to get any larger, but Sally could feel it getting heavier and harder. She was having a lot of doubt that she could take the massive penis.

Chapter three.

“What the fuck is going on here?” Crank demanded. “This ain’t part of the deal. That damned thing is big enough to have guts of its own.”

“Oh yes it is part of the deal, my friend,” Luke said, watching Sally attempt to suck the giant cock. “You were well aware that she would be tested. Charles will now test her.”

Sally, by stretching her mouth and jaws was just Beeks to get a small part of the monstrous dick in her mouth.

“That’s it bitch,” Charles snarled. “Keep that up and then I’m going to fuck your cunt ‘til your eyes cross. I’m goina fuck you so hard that you’ll scream your fuckin’ head off.”

Sally oral service had caused the man’s cock to be hard enough to stand straight out. To Sally it looked like a limb sticking out of a giant tree.

“I don’t think I care to have you try,” Sally said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Crank, I’m ready to go.”

“Oh hell no you ain’t,” the big man snarled, “I was promised some pussy and I’m going to get some.” He grabbed Sally and effortlessly lifted and turned her around and bent her over. Sally could feel his huge erection probing her slit from behind. She clawed at his face, but nothing she did seem to have any effect on him. In desperation she slung her head back and struck the giant’s jaw and they all were astonished to see the big man collapse like a house of cards.

Sally back up against the bar and stared in disbelief at the big man laying on the carpet, his eyes rolled back showing only white, and his arms flung open. His cock was still hard and standing erect, but seemed to begin to wilt.

“Damn,” Crank said coming over to look at the prone man. “I’ll bet you are sure are embarrassed, ain’t you Luke? That boy put on a mighty poor show for you.” He wheeled around at the stunned Luke, “and I’ll tell you something else you bastard. Rape wasn’t agreed to and you fuckin’ well know it. This little lady is a friend of Tom Merchant and when he hears about what you tried to pull, he’ll twist your head off and shit down your neck.”

The tall white man turned even whiter, “I didn’t tell Charles to force her, James. He was acting on his own. I’ll fire his ass,” He said. “Just as soon as he wakes up,” he added.

“If that big son of a bitch knows what’s good for him,” Crank said, giving the slumping cock a vicious kick, “he’ll stay down for the count. Merchant will kill his ass for him, and that’s a fact.”

“Now James,” Luke said in a placating tone, “There isn’t any need to get all upset. Amber isn’t hurt…are you honey? See she’s fine, James. Everything will go on as scheduled. She puts on a show and if everything works out then you win. There is no need to get Merchant or anyone else involved.”

“Okay,” Crank said, kicking the prone man in the ribs, “We’re on for Thursday night just like was agreed. Amber and two studs.”

“Right,” Luke said, “Just don’t forget the rest of it. She rides the bike for fifteen minutes and the “pony” for twenty minutes.”

“Yeah, yeah, I got it,” Crank said. “Come on Sa…Amber. Let’s get out of here.”

Sally grabbed her underwear and dress and hurried after Crank. She stopped in the hall long enough to put her dress on, giving the Oriental house man a good look.

As they pulled out of the drive Sally looked hard at Crank and said, “When are you going to tell me the rest of it, Crank?”

“What you mean?”

“What is the bike and “pony” for starters?” she snapped.

“Oh that,” Crank said. “Don’t worry about that. Not a thing you can’t handle. “Don’t…”

“Crank Miller unless you want to show up by yourself to fuck a couple studs you better tell me the truth. And who is Tom Merchant?”

“The bike is a toy,” Crank said casually. “It something Luke invented. It’s like one of them exercise bikes, ‘cept it got fake cock where the seat is. You just sit there and get fucked. No big deal.”

“And the “pony”?” Sally said.

“Well that’s ‘nother one of Luke’s inventions,” Crank said slowly. “I’m not really sure what it’s supposed to do. Nothing you can’t handle, I’m sure.”

“Another toy?” Sally asked. “So who the hell is Tom Merchant?” she asked, not waiting on an answer from Crank. “I don’t know anybody by that name. Why did you say I was a friend?”

“Well,” Crank said. “I was just throwing a scare into Luke for sicin’ that donkey dick on you. Merchant is a legend around here. Supposed to be one real bad ass. Tom Merchant owns a bunch of property and businesses around town. He’s the biggest pimp, loan shark, or whatever, in town. You know how them stories grow.”

“So you know him?” Sally asked.

“Yeah,” Crank said. “How come you didn’t let that big dick dude fuck you? You could take it couldn’t you? I mean that cock didn’t scare you did it?”

Sally laughed, feeling her face get red. “I was going to let him do it. Honestly I just wanted to fight him a little. I planned on making him work for it. I guess I over did it. Speaking of that have you got any aspirin? My head hurts like hell.”

Crank Miller nearly wrecked the car laughing. “I know a place we can get a drink and find you an aspirin. It’s not far from here.”

“Well hurry,” Sally said rubbing her breast. “I’m horny and I’m hurting.”

Chapter three

“What on earth is this place?” Sally asked as Crank parked in front of a building. There were no signs or windows.

“Private club,” Crank said. “Come on, let’s get you fixed up.”

Sally threw her panties and bra in the back seat and followed Crank to the door. Crank knocked and a spy-hole opened and a black face appeared, then disappeared and the door opened.

“Hi, Mister Miller,” a well dressed black man said, “We weren’t expecting you today.”

“Yeah, well I’m here. We need a back table and a couple drinks.”

“Don’t forget the aspirin,” Sally said, as the man led them to a Beeks back in the darkest area of the large room. She saw that there were several couples sitting at the tables.

When the man had taken there orders and left, Sally asked, “What is this place?”

“This is the Lion’s Den,” Crank said. “It’s a place for men and women to meet and have a nice meal, a few drinks and whatever.”

“Whatever meaning a place where they can get together for a little afternoon delight,” Sally said with a laugh. “I’ll bet none of these people are married.”

“Oh they’s married all right,” Crank said, laughing. “Just not to each other. There’s a couple room upstairs that some of the customers use now and again. Seeing how you had a workout, you want some lunch?”

After a nice meal and a couple more drinks sally was feeling better.

“Do you think we might get one of those rooms?” Sally asked. “My head’s not hurting, but I’m still horny.”

“Well to tell the truth,” Crank said, smiling, “I was hoping’ for a little action. You up for an Oreo?”

Sam Hall had told her what an Oreo was. One white woman between two black men. “Sure,” Sally answered, feeling a warming in her crotch. “Who have you got in mind?”

“My sister’s boy works here.” Crank said. “He’s just a kid, but he has a cock like a bull. He saw a video of you and me and he’s been pestering me ever since.”

“Sure let’s get to it,” Sally said. She knew that Crank had a video of them so that hadn’t surprised her.

“We can go on and get started and I’ll send for him,’ Crank said. “Come on sugar, let’s fuck.”

The room was a surprise to her. It was nicely furnished, clean, with a large bed. She had expected something like one might find in a sleazy hotel or something.

Crank went to the bed and sat down on it. Sally went to Crank and sat down on him. She lifted her dress and straddled the fat man, kissing him and forcing him back on the bed.

“ Damn, I guess you did get heated up,” Cranks said laughing. “It’ll go better if you let me get my pants off. Crawl up here and sit on my face.”

“You’re on big boy,” Sally said sliding up and planting her wet pussy on his mouth. She loved it when Crank applied his great suction to her clit. When Crank Miller ate pussy, he really ate pussy.

While the fat man sucked on her pussy he wiggled out of his pants and Sally threw her dress off.

“Oh God, James,” Sally moaned, “That’s great. What did you say? I could hear you. You’re muffled.”

“I said my name is Crank, cunt” The fat man said, lifting her cunt off of his face and putting her down over his jutting, misshaped cock. “Put my cock in your snatch and I’ll James you.”

Laughing Sally reached under her and grasped the man’s cock and aimed it at her hole. When she had gotten it started he let her down slowly until the entire cock was buried in her.

“Ohhh, that feels like heaven,” Sally said. “I love your cock in me.”

“That’s good,” Crank said, “’Cause I love my cock in you.”

Sally began to move up and down on his black pole and soon felt the first of her orgasms. She wasn’t worried about Crank cumming too soon, because he was always good for several before he needed to recharge. She began to bounce higher, harder and faster.

“Fuck that dick, you fuckin’ whore,” Crank growled. “Get me off…here it comes, cunt I’m cumming in your pussy.”

Sally increased the tempo and just when she felt his hot sperm hit the deep recesses of her pussy she started a series of orgasms. That was something new for her. Multiple climaxes one after another ending in a grand slam orgasm.

“Oh my God!” she said falling off of the big man to the bed, “I love it!”

“I want to fuck your ass,” Crank said. “Clime back up here and face the other way.” They used their combined juices to lube her rectum and after a few moments his cock slid into her ass hole.

“Easy, Crank,” Sally cautioned. “Oh shit it’s in there. Ah man It feels like a fence post in me.”

“It’ll get better,” Crank said, “Just sit still a minute.”

“Hey Unk, you in here?” A voice called from the doorway, “Hi, I’m Tony,” A young black man said approaching the connected couple. “That you under there Unk?”

“Now who the fuck did you think it was, you simple shit?” Crank said. “Get your clothes off and jump in. This is Sally.”

“Hi Sally,” the young man said. grinning, “Lookin’ good, girl. Want a dick in that other hole?” The man wasted no time getting naked.

Sally was happy to see that he had a nice size cock and it was nearly hard. “Hi Tony,” Sally said. Her rectum had relaxed and now Crank’s dick felt good to her. “Come over here and let me get that thing hard.”

Tony stepped up onto the bed and put his cock to her open lips.

“That’s a girl,” Tony said, as she took him into her mouth. “Suck my dick. Get it good and hard for me.”

“Bullshit,” Crank said, “She’s getting’ it hard for her.”

“Whoever,” the young man said. “So how’s it goin’ Unk?”

“Same ol’ same ol’. How’s your mother?”

Sally had to work hard to keep from laughing. Here she was with one black cock in her mouth and one in her ass and they were having a family reunion.

“Okay girl,” Tony said, “You got it good and hard now get ready for some black meat in your pussy.”

“Yeah, do it,” Sally said. “Fuck me Tony.”

“What the fuck do you want me to do?” Crank asked with a chuckle.

“You just keeping on doing what you’re doing,” Sally answered, gasping as Tony found the opening of her pussy with the head of his dick. “Oh shit…easy…easy boys. Ah that’s it…now fuck me!”

And they did. For the next hour the two black men fucked her in every opening that they could get their cocks into.

Chapter four

“So who are the lucky men?” Crank asked. They were on the way back to Sally’s house.

“I was thinking I’d ask Big Tom,” Sally answered. “He’s real nice.”

“He’s a good choice,” Crank said. “How ‘bout the other one?”

“You,” Sally said. “I like you, too.”

“Well that’s real nice of you,” Crank said patting her leg. “But I’ll have to say no to that great offer.”

“Oh, why’s that?”

“Well honey I got a standing, I guess you’d call it. Somebody there might recognize me. Hold on a minute,” He said seeing that she was about to protest. “Ain’t like you. Hell, with a wig and a tattoo or two nobody will recognize you. How am I going to disguise my dick? Damn thing is famous. That and my belly, they know who it is in a minute.”

“Is that the only reason?” Sally asked.

“No, not really, Crank said. “I need to be around where I can keep an eye on things. Luke is a sneaky bastard. I don’t think he’ll try anything, but I sure want to keep an eye on him. What about Snake or Slick? They’d jump at the chance.”

“Snake is just too damned big for a threesome,” Sally said. “He’s fine one on one. What about your nephew, Tony?”

“Oh sure,” Crank said with a laugh, “I think he’s in love with you. I guess that ain’t no surprise. I am too. Hell, we all are. Tom, Sam, Albert and Dingo. We all love you.”

“Love me or my pussy?” Sally teased.

“Oh both, I guess,” Crank said. “By the way, did Sam tell you that some king, or whatever, called him and wants you to come to Africa?”

“No he didn’t mention it to me, but I haven’t talked to him in a few days,” Sally said. “I guess it’s Ike and Mike’s father.”

“Whatever,” Crank said shortly, “Don’t go. That son of a bitch is crazy as a bedbug. He’s one of them…what do you call’em? They like to hurt people.”

“Sadist,” Sally said. “How do you know that?”

“Ah a couple years back Sam sent this chick and they damned near killed her. Poor bitch was in the hospital for a couple weeks. I hear her mind is still fucked up.”

“My goodness,” Sally said, “What did he do to her?”

“I guess he shoved ‘bout everything he could up her snatch. I heard he used a dildo made out of elephant tusk and once he had a mesh-like dick. Wire mesh or something like that filled with hornets or bees. Shoved it up her and caused them things sting her. Inside her cunt and ass. Anyway, you don’t want to fool with that crazy prick.”

“No I sure don’t,” Sally said. “I like good old fashion fucking and sucking. I sure don’t want hurt.”

“Yeah, ain’t no amount of money worth that,” Crank laughed. “What good is a million bucks if you can’t fuck?”

“They paid her a million dollars?” Sally asked. “Did she know what she was getting into?”

“Oh hell yeah,” Crank said. “Sam tried to talk her out of it, but all the greedy bitch saw was dollar signs.”

“Does Sam know about this bet of yours?” Sally asked.

“Yeah, he knows. I asked him ‘bout you. He’s good with it. I guess he’s planning on being there to watch the show.”

“Oh goody,” Sally said, “My fans will be there.”

That night Sally prepared a nice dinner for Don. She lit candles and had chilled a bottle of wine.

“So what’s the occasion?” Don asked. “I know I have some good news, but you didn’t know it. What’s up?”

“Oh I just felt like doing some nice for you,” she answered. Actually Sally knew that wasn’t all of it. She was having some very guilty thoughts. Being the stuffing in an Oreo cookie, and her meetings with Crank Miller and his brother and nephew wasn’t part of the deal with Sam Hall and Donald’s debt. She was finding that more and more her thoughts were about sex and specifically sex with black men. On reflection she was honest with herself and she admitted to herself that the show, as they were calling it, wasn’t at all about money. It was pure, raw sex.

“So what’s your good news?” Sally asked Don.

“I landed a big contract today,” He said with a smug grin. “Came completely out of the blue. This woman came into the shop and laid it on me. A two year contract.”

“That’s great, honey,” Sally said. “Who is she?”

“Her name is Morgan Douglas. She’s the CEO of her husband’s investment company. He’s Roland Douglas. Big bucks coming our way, Sal. I’ll have that son of a bitch paid off in no time, now.” He held his wine glass up in a toast, “To us and getting that damned loan paid off.”

Sally Lewis held her glass up with a smile that belied her inter-turmoil. What would happen after the debt was paid? One thing she did know; she was not going to tell him that it was because of her that he got the contract. Some things best left unsaid.

“You look good tonight,” Don said looking at her. She was wearing a blouse and obliviously no bra. “sexy and hot.” He added.

“Well thank you kind sir,” Sally responded with a smile. “For desert you have your choice. One you can eat down here and the second one you can eat upstairs in bed.”

“Huh, I think I’ll have the one upstairs,” Don said. “That one sounds a lot more fun and probably less fattening. You know, Sal, you defiantly have a better attitude about…well… sex since you been…uh… going out weekends. Hey, I’m ready for that desert.”

Sally got up and took his hand and led him up the stairs. She was thinking the poor fool didn’t even know the half of it.

Chapter five

On Wednesday Sally went out shopping. Her first stop was a wig shop. She tried on several and finely settled on a red one of medium length. In the same strip mall she located a novelty shop and bought several temporary tattoos. Next she went to another mall to a naughty nightie shop where she purchased several outfits. She was just coming out of the lingerie store when her cell phone rang. The phone had been a gift from Sam Hall. Her husband didn’t know she had one.

“Hi Sally,” Sam Hall said when she answered. “What are you up to?”

She told him, adding, “I picked up a real sexy baby doll outfit. It’s black with gold trim.”

“Yeah I’d like to see it,” Sam said. “If you got a couple hours to spare I’d like to introduce you to someone.”

“Sure,” Sally said. “Male?”

“Oh yes he is male.”

“Black?”

“Right again. I’m aware that it isn’t the weekend, but if you could help me out today, I’d sure appreciate it. It’s another business deal that you might be able to help me with. Why don’t you come to my office in…say thirty minutes, like you just happened to drop by. I’ll take it from there. Be sure to bring that new baby doll outfit in with you.”

Thirty minutes later Sally was at Sam’s office. Sam didn’t have a secretary or anyone out in front. Sometimes Big Tom was there but on this day the outer office was empty, so she went to the office door and knocked, waited a few seconds and opened the door and peeked in.

“Hi Sam,” she said. “I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by and show you…oh I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were busy. I’ll come back later.”

“No, Sally it is quite all right, come on in,” Sam said, getting to his feet. “This is Mister Avery.” Avery was an older black man with graying hair and beard. He nodded toward her with a smile.

“I’m so sorry,” Sally said, “I didn’t mean to interrupt you.”

“It’s fine,” Avery said in a deep voice. “As it turns out we are at an impasse anyway.”

“Would you like a drink?” Sam offered. “We were just about to forget about business and have one ourselves.”

“If you are sure I’m not imposing,” Sally said. “Whatever you are having will be fine.”

“It looks like you’ve been shopping,” Avery said nodding toward the shopping bag she was carrying. He could not help but note that it came from a lingerie store.

“Oh yes,” Sally said. “I bought a lovely baby doll outfit and stopped by to show it to Sam.” She took the flimsy black and gold garment out of the bag and held it up. “Do you think my husband will like it?”

“I wouldn’t be at all surprised,” Avery said. “Be a fool not to.”

“I’d like to see what it looks like on you,” Sam said. “Why don’t you model it for us?”

“Oh I couldn’t do that,” Sally said. pretending to be shocked and embarrassed.

“Of course you can,” Sam said, handing her the drink. “Why don’t you go to the rest room and put it on for us. Mister Avery appreciates the finer things, don’t you Mister Avery?”

“Yes indeed,” Avery said. “Please model it for us, Sally.”

“Well, I don’t know,” Sally said, looking at the outfit she held. “It’s pretty sheer. You could see everything.”

“Yes, that is exactly the finer things I was referring to,” Sam said. “Hurry and change. You can take your drink with you.”

“Yes please hurry,” Avery said, glancing at his watch. “I have a meeting to attend in a little while.”

Sally thought it was a meeting that Sam didn’t want him to attend. She quickly changed into the sheer ensemble and went back into Sam’s office and softly closed the door behind her.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” Avery said when he noticed her. “That is a fine looking piece.”

Sally had elected to be barefooted, but she knew how to make her breasts jiggle by putting her heel down a little harder then necessary. She did that as she made her way to the desk in the center of the room.

The black baby doll consisted of a pair of brief panties and a pull over top that left her midriff bare and that was cut from the bottom to just below her large full breasts.

Avery gave a low whistle and said, “Mighty fine looking woman, Hall. Mighty fine looking.”

“Yes she is,” Sam agreed. “Keep walking Sally, please.”

Sally continued past the desk, around behind it and to the other side. Both men’s eyes followed her every move.

”And how is it you know this stunning creature?” Avery asked, not taking his eyes off of Sally.

“Her husband is a business acquaintance,” Sam said with a straight face. “I met Sally through him. We became good friends.”

“I see,” Avery said. “How good, I wonder?”

“Sally,” Sam said, “please come over here and sit on my lap.” He glanced at Avery, “Very good friends.”

Sally strutted over and when Sam had pushed back from his desk, she slid onto his lap. Sam flipped the flimsy top open and took one of her breasts and caressed it. He then opened the other side exposing her breasts to the gaze of Mister Avery. “very, very good friends,” he said.

“Yes I can see,” Avery said, after clearing his throat.

Sam turned the chair until Sally’s legs were toward Avery. He slid his finger under the panty leg and pushed it to one side exposing her pussy to Avery.

Sally snuggled closer to Sam and put her face to his, kissing him long and deep.

“My goodness,” Avery said. “She is certainly an affectionate little thing isn’t she?”

“Yes she is,” Sam agreed, after breaking the kiss. “Very affectionate.”

“I suppose that if she were sitting on my lap, we could reopen our business discussions,” Avery said, clearing his throat again.

“Oh I doubt that if Sally were sitting on your lap that you could concentrate on business,” Sam said with a chuckle. “I have a better idea. Why don’t I go out to the other office and work up a contract for you to sign? I’ll leave you and Sally in here where you won’t be disturbed.”

“That will be just fine, Sam,” Avery said. “One word of caution. I’m a horny old goat, but I’m not a fool. Print out your last proposal and don’t add or subtract anything. A beautiful woman will only take you so far, if you get my meaning.”

Laughing Sam pushed Sally toward the seated man. “I get your meaning. Take your time and come out when you are ready. No hurry at all.

“At my age there is no use in hurrying,” Avery said, reaching out to take the petite white woman into his arms. “Come here girl. I have an itch.”

“And I’ll scratch it for you,” Sally responded, snuggling onto his lap. Ten minutes later Sally was surprised to discover that Mister Avery had a large cock that got very hard. The old man proved to be a wonderful lover.

Chapter six

Early Thursday afternoon Sally went to a beauty shop to have her new wig styled and put on her. She didn’t want to take a chance that it would come off and she had a feeling that the night would be active. When the stylist got the wig in place and she saw herself in the mirror she decided that she soon would become a redhead. She looked damned good.

That night she went to Sam Hall’s house where she met with Big Tom, Tony, Crank Miller and Sam. They were all going together in Sam’s limo to Luke Beek’s house. The “show”, as they kept referring to it, was to be held there.

After Sally had fortified herself with two of Momma Lilly’s power drinks they started for the show.

“Damn girl,” Tony said, “you look mighty fine as a red-head.”

“You are correct, young Tony,” Sam said. “But then our Sally would look mighty fine with any color hair.”

“That you one and all,” Sally said. “So what can you tell me about these gadgets that Beeks has?”

“I have seen the bike,” Sam said. “ It has been some time ago. Basically it is a stationary bike with a dildo where the seat should be. I would imagine that Luke Beeks has made some modification, but it should present no problem for you. You have to stay on for fifteen minutes?”

“That right,” Crank said. “Sally can do it standing on her head…well maybe that wouldn’t work. Anyway no sweat.”

“What about the “pony”?” Sam asked. “I asked around but nobody I know has a clue.”

“Well, I asked around too,” Crank said. “I got the same answers. I did find a woman that said she heard about if from somebody else, but she didn’t know anything about it except it was a wild ride. I wouldn’t worry about that, too much, Sally. The main show is you and Tom and Tony. That’s the main event. Do like the Chinese and just relax and enjoy it.”

“I plan on doing just that,” Sally said with a laugh. “Momma Lilly’s drink has kicked in and I’m ready to party.”

They were escorted into the big house through the back entrance and soon Sally was left alone in the center of a room. It was pitch black in the room but she could hear the sounds of people nearby. An occasional cough, a nervous giggle, and the rustle of clothing. Her escort had taken her clothing and now all she wore was a pair of high heel shoes and a very nervous smile.

“Good evening ladies and gentlemen,” A voice said over an address system. “Welcome to this evenings show. The lovely and talented Amber will be the star of tonight’s presentation. Amber will first attempt to ride the bike for fifteen minutes and after that she will attempt to ride the “pony” for twenty minutes.”

Sally had a moment of fear as the announcer said “attempt” twice. She swallowed and glanced up at a spot light above her begin to brighten. “Ladies and gentlemen may I present Amber,” The voice said. There was a murmur of approval as the audience saw the lovely woman in all of her glory. As the light got brighter she tried to see out beyond the area that was lighted, but couldn’t see anyone or anything in the shadowy gloom.

Suddenly in a burst of light a few feet from where she stood a stationary bicycle appeared.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer’s voice said growing louder, “The bike!” There was a burst of applause from the unseen group.

Sally studied the apparatus closely. As the men had said there was no seat; just a phallus sticking up and slightly at an angle. There were no peddles, and in their place was a platform on either side of the machine. Sally took a closer look at the false dick. It was not at all intimidating. About five inches long and not much larger around then her husbands cock. Lately she had experienced much larger cocks.

“Amber, please mount the bike,” the voice said. “The time will start when you are in place and the… ah…device, shall we say, has entered you.”

Sally walked boldly to the bike, her light following her until the two lights merged. She stepped upon to the platform and straddled the machine, using the handle bars for support. The tip of the fake cock was about three inched from the entrance of her moist love box. She flexed her knees and bent slightly and as soon at the cold hard dick touched her, the voice said, “Time will start now.”

Sally bent her knees a bit more and took the first half to the cock into her and she was surprised when the machine begin to vibrate. Not very much, but enough so that she could feel it. She suddenly realized that the platforms on which she was standing was getting lower and the fake cock was going into her deeper and deeper. When she straighten her knees and stool as straight as she could, the cock stayed deep within her pussy. Just as it dawned on her that dismounting the bike would be very difficult the cock in her started vibrating and convulsing. She felt something warm spew out of it into her cunt. Sally took one hand off the handlebars and reached down and felt the thing pulsating in her. She could feel an oily substance leaking out of her. The machine came alive and now it was jerking, twitching and vibrating madly and she grabbed the handlebars and held on for dear life as the machine royally and wildly fucked her.

At some point, Sally wasn’t sure when, she heard a woman screaming and she realized it was her that was screaming. She was only dimly aware when the announcer said “Ten minutes, ladies and gentlemen. She does seem to be enjoying it doesn’t she?” She didn’t hear the applause at all.

Sally didn’t have a clear knowledge when the machine stopped it’s wild motion or when the platform rose to where she could step clear if she desired. Sally sat slumped on the phallus not moving because she couldn’t. She had absolutely no strength left in her body to dismount. When the lights had dimmed almost to complete darkness , Big Tom and Sam rushed out and lifted the comatose woman off of the bike and carried her away to another room to a small bed and gently laid her down on it.

After ten minutes of cold compresses and rubdown, Sally begin to stir.

“Is it over?” She asked in a shaky voice.

“Yes Sweetie,” Sam said. “You rode that bike like a champ.”

“Wow,” Sally said, sitting up and taking the drink Big Tom offered her. “I’ll have to get me one of those things.”

Sam laughed, “I suspect you would tire of it soon. It can’t bite your nipples or suck your clitoris, you know. You rest here and drink your drink. You’ve got twenty minutes left of your break. I had Tom make that drink especially strong. I have a feeling you will need it. It seems as if Mister Beeks has made some changes in his toys.”

“Bring that “pony” on,” Sally said bravely. “It can’t be any worse than that bike.”

Sam Hall left Tom and Sally shaking his head as he went. He had a feeling that the “pony” could and would be much worse than the bike.

Chapter seven

“Okay Sweet Cheeks,” Crank Miller said rushing into the room. “It’s nearly time to go. Here take these.” He handed her two small pills.

“What is that?” Sally asked.

“I got a look at the “pony” and you’ll need those pills. They’re muscle relaxers. You’ve had them before when Shorty fucked your ass for the first time, remember?” He answered, handing her another glass of Sam’s power drink.

“Oh God, Crank,” she said. “I sure don’t need another of those drinks. I’m hotter than a two dollar pistol now. Can’t you find some water?”

“Trust me Sally,” Crank said. “You’ll need it before the night is over. That “pony” has a rectum wrecker built in it. I’m talking a real ass buster here. I don’t know what all it does but you can bet you’re in for one hell of a ride. The rest of the plan is, if you stay on the “pony” for the full twenty minutes, Tony and Big Tom, will start that part of the show immediately. You ain’t got no recovery time.”

“Good,” Sally said with a sexy laugh. I could take on the whole crowd right now. Besides Tom and Tony will take it easy on me. If we have time why don’t you start the party with your…”

“Sorry sugar,” Crank said, interrupting her. “Ain’t got the time right now. Don’t count on the boys takin’ it easy on you. It’s got to be a good show or I loose the bet. Roll over and stick your ass out.” He took a tube from his jacket pocket. “I have some ass lube.”

“My goodness, Crank,” Sally said laughing, “You carry Anal-Ease around with you?”

“Hey,” Crank said, sticking the nozzle into her rectum, “Can’t ever tell what you might run into. Raise up a little more. I want to make sure I get plenty in you.” He ran his long fat fingers up her slit. “Don’t need any for your cunt. You’re dripping now.”

“I told you I’m ready,” Sally said with a moan. “Don’t stop Crank.”

“Got to girl, they’re callin’ for you now. Come on.” Crank said patting her on her butt. “Show time.”

At the door the escort took her arm and led her to a circle of light and Sally got her first look at the famous “pony”. The announcer was saying something but Sally tuned him out as she studied the “pony”

It was nothing more than a saddle looking affair on a barrel shaped base. The saddle was covered with blue velour material and in the seat there were two objects sticking up about an inch. Much like the bike except that there were two of them and they were much smaller. Sally almost laughed out loud. One was about as big around as her thumb and the other wasn’t any larger than her little finger.

Her escort led her to the machine and helped her mount, easing her down until one object was lined up with her pussy and the other her ass hole. She shivered with lust and anticipation as she felt both objects enter her orifices.

Her escort kneeled down and fastened her ankles with straps so that she couldn’t dismount, not that she had any intentions of doing so. Small as the objects were, they felt good in her over-heated body, and she thought they would make a good warm up for Tony and Big Tom. That’s what everybody wanted to see. A little white woman ravaged by two big black dicks. That’s what she was thinking when the announcer said, “Start the time, please.”

The first thing she felt was the object in her rectum began to vibrate and grow. From the little nub it had been, it quickly enlarged both in length and girth until it filled her completely. She strained, trying to get up away from the invader, to no avail. Just as quickly as it had grown it collapsed back to it’s original size and the one in her pussy did the same thing as the anal probe had done. Growing rapidly and filling her, then deflating just as quickly. First one then the other would inflate. They alternated and they didn’t do the same exact thing twice in a row. One time it would vibrate, then the next time it would wiggle, then it would spiral, worming into her ass or pussy. Each time different and occasionally she would receive a mild shock. She quickly had an orgasm and then another. She reached around for something to hold on to, but there was nothing except her breasts to grab so she did that. Sally Lewis, aka Amber, had five climaxes in the first five minutes of her pony ride. At the ten minute mark she was screaming and cursing and drool was running down her chin. Sally was half way through her ride when the objects both deflated and just as she started to relax, they both shot up into her at the same time and started to do their weird motions.

Just as sally thought she was going to lose consciousness, both of the invading objects withdrew, leaving only the small nubs. She was at the very edge of consciousness when she felt something cool and hard ease her pussy lips apart and snuggle against her clitoris. She managed to open her eyes and look down so see a shiny metal object that looked like a tongue lodged against her. She was wondering what on earth it was when suddenly the anal probe started to pulsate and she felt a shock from the metal object that rocked her back and caused her eyes to defocus. She screamed and she felt it again and again. She had a tremendous orgasm that seemed to last forever and it had no more than ended when another one hit her. She was only just conscious when her dimly heard a voice say, “Time! She did it ladies and gentlemen. Amber has ridden the “pony” for twenty minutes!”

As the unseen audience applauded Tom and Tony rushed out and shoved the guy who had been doing escort duty aside. They unstrapped the quivering woman and lifted her from the saddle. They carried her to a spotlighted bed and carefully laid her down. Both Tom and Tony were naked and when they were fully lighted the audience was heard to gasped. Mostly it was feminine gasps, but some men did also.

“Are you all right?” Tony asked in a whisper. “Sally… come on girl… say something.”

“I’m…I’m…” she muttered opening her eyes. “God! Is it over?”

“Yeah,” Tony said, “That part is. You feel like getting fucked?”

“I don’t know,” Sally said softly, “I’m numb from the neck down.”

“Here’s the plan,” Tony whispered, fondling her breast, “Get up on your knees on the bed and suck me and Tom for a while. Give you a chance to recover. Do it nice and slow.”

Sally did as she was told. She took the two black cocks and began to lick and kiss them. As she orally administered to the two men she realized that she was beginning to get feeling back. Her pussy was just tingling now. She knew that it was probably due to the stimulant in Sam’s power drink that was helping to overcome her ordeal. “Thanks Momma Lilly,” Sally thought. “Thank you a lot.”

“How you doin”?” Tony whispered. “You all right now?” “Yes, I’m fine,” Sally whispered, taking his cock out of her mouth. “I’m ready to get fucked by a real cock for a change.”

Tony went around and lay on the bed, “Come here and get your asshole down on this cock, whore,” Tony said loudly.

Sally smiled up at the silent Big Tom, “Looks like you get my pussy, Tom. Did you flip heads or tails for it?”

The big man grinned down at her. It was then that Sally noticed that he was wearing a giant afro wig. It caused her to laugh.

She turned and went over to Tony. “Sit you white ass down on a real cock you fuckin’ cunt.” He winked at her, causing her to laugh again. She straddled him and eased her expanded anus down on his jutting dick. It went in with ease. It was good to have something warm in her, she thought.

“How do you like that black cock in your ass, bitch?” Tony said. When Sally didn’t respond, Tony bounced her hard. “Say it cunt,” he yelled. “Tell us how you like black cock in your ass.”

“I love it,” Sally cried, without having to fake it. “I love your black cock in my ass. Fuck me!”

While Tom played with her nipples Tony pounded her ass. “How ‘bout some more black cock?” He yelled. Sally knew he was playing to the unseen audience. “You want some black dick in you cunt, slut?”

“Yes fuck my cunt, too. I want more black cock in me.” Sally yelled. She was not faking at all now. She was on fire.

“Give it to her Rastus,” Tony yelled at Tom. “Fuck this white slut’s cunt for her. Pound the slut’s pussy while I fuck her ass.”

Tom had no more than gotten the head of his massive cock in her when she hit a huge orgasm. It was only the start of a very long night. Over and over the two black men changed positions but at no time did Sally not have at least one large cock in her.

Shortly after midnight the two men came on her face and the show came to a close.

CHAPTER EIGHT

In the car on the way home, Crank was ecstatic. “I still can’t believe it,” he crowed. “Beeks had to pay off. The no good son of a bitch had to write me a check. I thought the bastard was goin’ cry.”

“So Crank,” Sam asked. “How much did you win?”

“Aw, it wasn’t the money,” Crank said laughing. “It was the way that bastard lost that made it all worthwhile. I knew our Sally could do it.”

“You still didn’t say how much,” Sam said.

“A half million,” Crank said calmly, “but it cost him a zillion in pride. That prick done pissed me off big time.”

“You bet five hundred thousand on me?” Sally demanded. “Are you out of your mind?”

“Naw,” Crank said. “I knew you could fuck that “pony” thing. Beeks claimed that no woman alive could stay on it for twenty minutes.”

“I have a blast of news for you,” Sally said. “There isn’t a woman alive who would stay on if she could get off. I wanted to, but I couldn’t move my legs. He screwed himself by strapping me on it.” That statement sent the men into gales of laughter.

When they arrived at Sam Hall’s house, he invited them all to come in. Sally begged off, “I swear boys I’m screwed out tonight. Can Tom just take me home?”

“Sure, honey,” Sam said, “I understand. You have quiet a night. In fact why don’t you take this weekend off.”

“Thanks Sam,” Sally said with a smile, “Maybe I’ll take off Friday night, but if you don’t party with me this weekend you’ll have to wait a couple of weekends. That time of the month is coming up next week. I’ll call you Friday night or Saturday morning and see what’s going on.”

After Tom let her out she went in to a darken house. She was puzzled, wondering where her husband was.

It wasn’t at all unusual for Donald to work late but he seldom worked this late. Just as well, she thought. She wouldn’t have to explain the red wig or the tattoos.

She was relaxing in the tub with her eyes closed. She sensed that she wasn’t alone and when her eyes flew open she saw her husband standing in the bathroom door.

“Hi,” She said, “Where have you been so late? Working?”

“Networking,” Don Lewis answered with a short laugh. “Went to a party at a rich bastard’s house.”

“Oh did you have a good time?” She inquired.

“Yeah it was okay I guess. Met a lot of people, shook a lot of hands. The best thing was the entertainment. Some red-headed broad fucked two machines and a couple big black men. That was worthwhile. She seemed to have a good time, anyway.”

“Oh,” Sally said, wondering if he had recognized her. “Did you enjoy the show?”

“I sure did,” He answered, “It made me horny as hell. Any chance I might get lucky tonight?”

There was no way she was going to refuse him. Not tonight.

“I think you might,” She answered. “Give me a couple more minutes and I’ll be right in.”

“I’ll be waiting,” He said. “Oh, be sure to wear that red wig, Amber. You looked dammed hot in it.”

Sally gave him a quick glance, but he had left the bathroom.

She dried off slowly dreading the face to face meeting with him.

Sally stood in the bedroom door, wrapped only in the towel and watched him. He lay on their bed stroking his dick.

“So, how did you know it was me?” She asked, still standing in the doorway.

“I didn’t at first,” He said looking at her, “I just thought it was some redheaded whore. I was standing near Mister Beeks and I heard him and some black dude arguing about the woman. The black dude called her Sally twice. I took another look and what do you know…there was my little wife having the bike ride of her life. A little later I saw the big dude that smacked me around and I knew for sure.”

Sally came on into the room and stood by the bed.

“So what now?” she asked.

“For starters I’d like for you to take care of this, for me.” He was pointing to his hard cock. “Then we’ll talk about how much you like fucking black men.” He looked hard at her. “It is true isn’t it? You like fucking black men.”

Sally knelt down by the bed and took his cock in her hand.

“Yes it is true,” She said, stroking it for him.

“And when the loan is paid off, you are going to continue fucking Sam Hall and his cronies. Is that it?” He scooted over so that she could take his dick in her mouth.

“Yes,” She said. “It is “it”. “I like fucking Sam and the guys. I like the excitement, I like the hard raw sex. I like it all. I don’t think I can stop.” She took his cock into her mouth and sucked him.

“Yeah, I kinda thought so,” He said. “Fucking loan was paid off last week.” He smiled when her head jerked up form his cock. “Yeah, that’s right. Sam Hall stopped by and told me himself. Said you had done so good that he would consider it paid off in full. You must have really put some pussy on him, Sal.”

“I did, Don,” she said. “Him and his friends. I’ve ate pussy and been whored out for his business purposes. I’ve been fucked in every hole and I’ve sucked a lot of black cock.” She went back to sucking his cock.

“And you have no intentions of stopping,” He asked again.

“No I don’t. I’m Sam Hall’s weekend whore. That won’t change anytime soon.”

“What about me?” He asked. “Are you going to leave me?”

Sally stopped sucking him and stood up letting the towel drop. “No Don,” she said. “The rest of the time I’ll be your whore if you want me to.”

“I do Sally,” he said reaching for her. “Come here my little whore. Try some white cock for a change.”