Fresh off the bus 4: Miss Teen Florida
by niki mounds
Edit. By Stormbringer

Editor's note: I made some minor changes to this story as Niki
actually finished it before I finished mine and I wanted to tie
her story in with my introductory story a little more. Enjoy.


I'm just off the bus. Finally! I look at the other girls as I
walk into the
Nubian King Casino, they are all beautiful, which is expected in
pageant contestants,
but what is surprising is that almost all of them are busty. I
mean, very few of
the state champions are smaller than a full C cup, most are D
cups!

I guess the new management wanted something closer to the
`American favorite'
than the `slim model' look that was so common in the last years.
It suits me
fine because I have one of the largest bust sizes among the
candidates.

I smile, confident, as my `handmaid', Maria, meets me on the
entrance. Maria has
been in the family since she was a child, her mother was mom's
handmaid. She is
not really old, about twenty seven, I guess. She just dresses to
hide her body.

She is not ugly either, in fact she is kind of cute, in a Selma
Hayek way, but
plumper and with larger boobs. Even with all that cloth hiding
her bosom I'd say
she is at least an E cup, maybe larger.

I'm 18 and I could come alone if I chose, but my dad thought it'd
be safer if
she was here to attend to my needs. It is ok, I like to have a
servant around to
do chores for me.

We enter the luxurious hall, full of mirrors and filled with hot
women, both the
Miss Teen USA contestants and their chaperones, mostly proud
mothers. To me,
they all are my enemies, I want this prize and I'm gonna get it.

The Miss Teen USA pageant is anything but a peaceful and nice
competition. It is
a cutthroat war here! Right now, we the state winners, are in a
huge and
luxurious hotel, the Nubian King casino.

Some of us were lucky enough to take part in a party last week in
New York City where some selected press members and a few of the
pageant producers got to know us. I met the movie star, Jessica
Deveroux,
and she gave the girls more than a few tips about how to get what
we want in the
world of the rich and famous... and we followed her every advice.
We flirted and
chatted with everyone, trying to find out who are the movers and
shakers. We all
want to win and some of the girls are willing to do ANYTHING for
the title,
including me.

Everyone says I'm too greedy and ambitious for my own good, but
who cares? It
works for me. I'm used to getting everything I want. My name is
Lynn McCarthy, Miss
Teen Florida, I have a target in my sights, the Teen USA crown
and I never stop until I get what I want.

I don't really need the money, I'm rich, but I always wanted to
be a star. My
family has the right connections but they want me to go to
college. So I had to
look for a chance myself... and here I am! Mostly against dad's
will, but who
cares? Since my mom died, dad has never been able to say no to
me.

"Excuse me." I hear a soft feminine voice and turn to face a cute
girl, very
pale and at least as busty as me. If she was a few inches taller
and a little
younger I'd say she was a contestant. A glance at her nametag
tells me her name is Nicole. I remember her from last week's
party, she`s in charge of marketing for the pageant. "You're
Florida... Lynn, right?"

"Hello Nicole. Yes I am." I smile, turning on the charm.

"A pleasure to meet you." She smiles back and we shake hands.
"I'm working on
the press releases for the pageant and I'd like some more
information from you, for the
website and just in case I need fast info if you advance for the
finals."

"Oh you can count on it!" I laugh.

"Well, I must say you have all the assets for the title." She
praises me and I
smile larger. "Of course, there is more to it than just
beauty..." She hands me a
bottle of water with a wink. It`s from the aqua naïve blanc water
company. I've never heard of them.

"What do you mean?" I ask concerned. "Are you talking about the
talent
performances?" I open the bottle and sip it. It is a slightly
salty mineral
water, not bad at all. I take a larger gulp as I pay attention to
Nicole.

"Oh yes... your talents will be put to good use, I'm sure of it."
Nicole smiles.
"I'm sure you'll impress the judges with your performance." She
nods. "But
taking part in the social events is also important... you know,
half the girls
here are eager to dazzle the judges with their `talents and
performances' too."
She winks and I smile, seeing what she means.

"But social interaction with them is not allowed, right?" I ask.

"Of course not, except for the official Q&A sessions." Nicole
smiled. "I didn't think it was a good idea to have contestants
alone with judges." She gave me a wink. "Who knows what could
happen?" Nicole suddenly looked worried at me then cast her eyes
down, as if regretting
saying that, but there was the hint of a smile on her lips.
"Surely we don't want people to think that some of the girls have
privileges here..."

"So all the girls are actually going to be alone with the
judges?" I ask, trying to gauge some
info from the busty brunette. "I'm sure that bunch of sluts would
try to seduce
the guys if they ever met them in person and alone."

"Oh, I'm certain that half the girls would offer a blowjob to
advance to the
finals... the other half would offer everything!" Nicole jokes
and I giggle along,
knowing I AM one of those girls. "Oops! No offense. It is just...
the guys are so
easy to seduce, but I'm sure our judges won't fall for their
tricks. We have to do our best to keep the girls in line." Nicole
says as she reads something absent minded. "Surely we don't want
people to think that
the judges are being influenced by the contestants, so we keep
the girls away
from them until the Q&A that is." She looks at me with a
conspiratorial look. "But, who knows what might happen? Some
girls are ready to do anything to meet the top guys."

"It'd be a funny thing if some hot young girl did it wouldn't
it?" I smile
impishly, already trying to think of a plan to meet the powerful
men in person.
"A hot contestant and a pageant judge. It sounds interesting."

"No way!" Nica says alarmed. "We'd NEVER let anyone know if a
girl met a
producer or judge, it'd be ruinous! I'd make sure to keep it a
secret..."
Suddenly Nicole's speech is cut short.

"Hey Nica..." I hear another female voice and turn to see a
beautiful woman in a
sexy red dress that shows her full bosom and has a long slit on
her left leg,
almost up to her hips. "Tyrone wants to talk to you about the
party at his
apartment; Mr. King will be there with the rest of the judges."

"Oh Hi Miss Dutton. It is a pleasure to see you here, a pity your
personal
matters prevent you from working with us in the event." Nicole
smiles to the
important looking woman. She looks to be influential with the
Miss Universe Org. "Oh! This is
Lynn McCarthy, a contestant."

"Hello Lynn. I'm Ann Dutton." She shakes my hand and I smile,
awed at her
presence. "I have been looking at the girls' pics and you caught
my eye, I think
you have a good chance to win and I have heard that some of the
top guys have an
eye on you too!"

"Really?" I ask while gulping down the water, almost gagging at
her surprising
statement.

"Yes." Nicole gives Ann an annoyed look. "They are really looking
forward to
your performance, but they can't meet you before the event, it
could influence
them." The short brunette stresses the `no meeting' part of her
statement.

"Oh, by the way, Tyrone wants to meet you in about an hour, he'll
be at the main
pool." Ann says casually as she starts to walk away from us. "He
had a long day
with the contestant mothers and agents who wanted to settle some
details today
and wants to relax a little bit, but still needs to finish the
interview
planning with you."

"Damn... I'll not be able to be here in one hour, Latrell and
Marcus will need me
for other tasks pertaining the internet feeds. You know they keep
me busy for
hours!" Nicole answers. "Tell him I'll meet him tomorrow!"

"Ok!" Ann blows us a kiss and continues her way among the
contestants with her
sexy strut.

Nicole looked at me. "Tyrone is the head of King Modeling and
very influential with the organization. He's here scouting out
models and actresses for future projects. Well, it was a pleasure
to meet you Lynn." Nicole says to me. The very busty brunette
looks at her watch, makes a worried face and starts to walk away
too. "We'll meet again soon!" She says walking to a small group
of contestants who
look a little lost in the large hall. They were speaking with
Ivara King, the pageant director.

I just smile and go to the lobby, get my keys and soon head to my
room. Maria is
waiting for me, my clothes already at the wardrobe.

`So this Tyrone fellow will be at the main pool and he sounds
like someone to meet.' I think to myself. `I suddenly feel like a
swim', I giggle to myself.

I tell my handmaid to brush my hair and apply my water proof
make up and dress into the tiniest and sexiest bikini I have. I
look at myself
in the mirror and smile. I look perfect... as always! I adjust my
bikini top until
my areolas are almost showing. It looks sexier to wear the top
like this, and it
keeps the guys eyes on me and not on the other girls. The room
came with a girt basket and I rub some Trinibogo Tropic lotion
all over my body until I glistened in the light. The warm lotion
made my whole body tingle.

With a quick search in the internet I find out Tyrone is the head
of King
entertainment and I manage to see a photo of him during his
vacation on
Trinibogo. God, he is ugly! But he has the best body I ever seen
on a man - the
guy has muscles over muscles. He's black too, but that didn't
surprise me as there were lots of black men around the pageant
and the male judges were all black.

A little more than one hour after I arrived at the hotel, I'm
already moving
towards my goal. I walk out of my room to the elevators, hit the
button for the roof top pool just under the Nubian spire where
all the high rollers stay.

Some of the girls are already there, relaxing and chatting among
themselves or
with their chaperones. None of them notice the large muscular
black man
comfortably sitting on a pool chair and sipping an odd colored
drink. They
didn't do the research on the `movers and shakers' like I did.
Naïve bitches!

My big mounds sway beautifully with my small sexy steps. I am a
36 E cup and
still I'm not the biggest in bust here! But surely my pair is the
best. I have
the firmest natural big tits around. They actually point upwards,
even being so
large, which is something that drives the guys crazy.

I walk with a nice sway, making my long legs and tight bubble
butt stand out as
much as my large boobs. I move enticingly and my blonde hair
sways with me. I
see Tyrone and I know he is in charge here. I must go directly
for the jugular!
I've heard black men are attracted to blondes and I am the
perfect busty blonde.

The massively built man smiles as he watches me approach. I do my
best `bay
watch' style walk with swaying hooters and all. I manage to make
the powerful
black man notice my body. And what a perfect body it is, I'm so
proud of my
curves!

"Hello Mr. Jones." I say with my best smile. "I'd really like to
talk to you!"

"Well, hello." He looks at me as if taking my measurements. "You
can call me
Tyrone... and you are?"

"I am Lynn... Lynn McCarthy." I give him my best smile. "I'm a
contestant and,
well... I've heard a lot about you and I'd love to get to know
you a little
better." I smile again and sip a drink that is offered me.

The large black man frowns and I feel a shiver up my spine, my
nipples are
harder than ever and my pussy juices wet my bikini bottoms. I've
been feeling my
cunt throb all the time since I arrived at the hotel. I think
that being so near
to stardom gets me this aroused.

"Lynn. Yes, I remember seeing your photos. You look very good,
even better in
person, I must say." He slowly looks down my body, clearly
checking me out. Then
he stands up and his hand moves to my chin. The black man tilts
my face
slightly, turn it a little to catch all the angles and admire it.
I don't fret.
"But about getting to know me better... I'm not sure that would
be ethical."

I'm not used to blacks touching me. I only dated a black man once
back home, a
handsome football player in my high school. But Tyrone is ugly
like sin, even if
he is twice as muscular as the black athlete I dated. Yet I keep
smiling and
flirting, trying not to show my uncertainty.

"Well, no one will know about it. Maybe we could talk in
private..." I say with a
purr.

I must confess his touch makes me horny. I mean, he has such a
manly smell and
looks so powerful and masculine... I am quickly getting used to
his plain face.
Not to mention that this is a pageant... it is a war and I can't
afford the luxury
of being shy or prejudiced.

His fingers caress my face and feel my curly blonde hair. He
chuckles, as if
used to this kind of talk, his hand sliding down to my collarbone
and shoulders.
I feel goose bumps of pleasure over my body as he touches me.
Then his hand
traces its way down from my neck to the place between my breasts.
I almost
panic! Tyrone watches for my reactions.

This is a test! I smile noticing it. And I relax, not letting my
nervousness
show. I try not to look naive or easily embarrassed. Jessica
Deveroux told me
people in the industry are very 'touchy', that it is an artistic
tradition not
to be embarrassed with one's body. Yet I feel a shiver when he
touches my
breasts and I have to suppress a moan. I act as if nothing
happened.

"I know just the place for a little `off the record' informal
conversation."
He finally says entwining his arm in mine. "Let's go?"

"Ok..." I answer blushing. "Lead me Tyrone!"

"Don't worry. I'm used to leading girls like you." He says in a
masculine tone
and I feel a shiver up my spine. I am never really submissive,
but I felt so
small and meek when talked like that! Maybe I had never met a
real man before
and Tyrone is the strongest and toughest man I've ever been with.

Ty slowly makes his way around the crowd, saying `hi' to some of
the other
guests as we walk down the stairs. He is making sure everyone
notices I'm
walking alongside him. Odd, if we were trying to be discreet.

After all the other girls and all the other producers and
executives see us, he
finally takes me to the elevator and rise up to one of the top
floors in the spire where we walk
along a hallway to a closed door. Tyrone smiles in a predatory
way and opens it
for me. I feel both scared and excited as we step inside. It must
be his room, a
presidential chamber with all the luxuries you'd expect in such a
place. It is
impressive even for me.

"Well, here we are." The massive black man stands and watches me.
He is only in
tight swim trunks and sandals. His perfect black body is shining
form sweating
in the summer heat. "What is it Lynn?"

"Well... I know there is only one opening for the big role! I
mean we girls are
all trying for the title, we all want to be chosen Miss Teen USA"
I say taking a
step to stand very near him. "And I was hoping you'd put in a
good word for me with the judges.
A nice modeling gig or maybe even an acting role might be nice
too," I said, giving him a little spin to show off my fit
voluptuous body.

"Yes Lynn, I think I could make you a star. You look perfect to
me. Just the kind of girl one of my subsidiary companies, E&I
Enterprises prefers." He nods but doesn't look very
impressed. I start to feel nervous, there are so many beautiful
girls here!
"That body of yours could draw some people... I'm not sure
though. I need to see
what you can do."

"Oh, I am sure I'll be able to do all the tasks and fulfill the
role of Miss
Teen USA perfectly." I say for emphasis. "I have studied all the
last winners
and all they had to do and perform during their reign. I'm ready
for it sir!"

"Maybe you are, but I must confess we are going to make some
changes in the
`role' of the Miss Teen USA this year." He says confirming the
rumors. "We are
thinking about a greater exposition, movies, hosting TV reality
shows for the
E&I entertainment, educational videos for the young teens... and
also showing the
passage of the winner from teen to adult, which may include some
nude and sexy
modeling."

"Oh!' I say amazed. I think this is the first time a producer
talks about the
changes they are planning!

"We want the winner to be a role model for all USA teens and
guide them in their
formative years, helping them to become adults with the right
ideas and notions
in their minds." He explains as I nod. "And this role requires
some nudity in
it. Are you prepared to do what you must?"

"So, the role will have nudity." I say with a big smile, this is
the first solid
information we've been given up to now about the changes "I can
do it!"

Tyrone smiles and laughs at my enthusiasm, making me feel an
amateur. The black
giant walks to a chair by the bed, sits down and watches me. He
looks more
interested in what I have to offer now.

"Well, why don't you show me that you can do nude. Undress Lynn."
He says as if
it was something trifle. I never did a nude work and I never EVER
considered
getting nude for a negro... but the thought is making me all wet.
His manly smell
is driving me crazy not to mention my unusual state of horniness.
"Let me see what you have under there. You can't be shy and work
for E&I!"

"Ok, I am NOT shy!" I say with determination. My hands undo the
tie on my neck
and then the one on my back. The top falls to the ground, my
small and pink
areolas are in his full view, with my long hard nipples poking
out like small
bullets. My hooters are large and very firm, even being DDs they
still point
upwards! "Big aren't them?" I joke.

"Uh huh." He says with a frown, as if measuring me mentally.
"Very nice. Come
closer Lynn."

"Am I not perfect to be a role model for the young American
girls?" I ask I walk
until I'm just in front of the powerful man, my jugs swaying with
every step.
"What could the other girls possibly do to be half as good as
me?"

"Oh, you can be sure they are very creative." He chuckles and I
start to loose
all confidence. Those little tramps must have been offering
themselves to the
ugly negro for the title! I am sure they must be doing this all
the time.

"So can I..." I try to sound confident, but it is obvious that
I'm shaken.
Unexpectedly, his hand reaches out and lightly caresses my
nipples. They start
to harden and I feel a shiver up my spine.

"Is there any problem Lynn?" He asks as he kneads my jugs,
raising them as if
weighting the mounds.

"N-no. Not at all. I-I am a professional, I'm n-not shy and I
don't have a
problem about you touching me." I lie, blushing to a deep red
tone. In the
closed room his manly smell is even stronger, turning me on. Even
as ugly as he
is, Tyrone is as masculine as they come!

"That's good to hear, we like girls who know how to work... and
are willing to be
professionals to perform well to the producers without
complaining." He grabs at
my firm tits. Each one at a time, as if he is weighing them.
Tyrone then pulls
at a hard nipple. It is a long pull. He looks at my face as if to
see how I
react. "You must have hard nipples when we shoot. Do you think
this will be a
problem? Getting them to poke out? We need good performance from
these tits
Lynn."

"I-I think my nipples can perform as well as me..." I say gasping
at his action.
It took me by surprise and I just can't react to it! I feel my
face burning with
embarrassment! I close my eyes and suppress a moan. I'm biting my
lower lip as I
feel my pussy throbbing. I'm so horny! Horny because this big
black man is
touching me... this is crazy!

"Good to hear that." Both his hands take a tit. I feel him rub
and caress my
large jugs, kneading it hard. Then Tyrone pulls at the both of
them and shakes
them slightly, watching the firm knockers bounce. "Do you like
that Lynn? Does
that feel good to ya girl? We need a girl that responds well,
someone who can
get excited on film. Do you like this treatment of your breasts
by me?"

"I-I... yes, I do." I nod wide eyed and blushing, looking up with
meek eyes at
the big black man as he kneads and molds my big firm tits. They
are pale because
of the bikini, I don't tan all of my body, I like bikini marks. I
think they are
sexy.

"That's good. We will be doing full nudity here. Let me see the
rest. Take your
time and do it slowly... tease me like you will tease the
camera." Tyrone
releases my breasts, for the moment anyway. He sits back and
watches, judging my
performance.

I know this is not right. The man is making me perform lewd acts
for the opening
in the finals. But some of the more experienced girls told me it
is not
uncommon. In fact some had to flirt with several producers to
rise to the top.
Well. Why not? If this is the price I have to pay... and I'm
really horny anyway.
It may be not all that bad after all.

I start to sway my hips and grab the bands of the bikini bottom.
I teasingly
lower and raise it, each time is stands lower on my hips. I turn
my back to
Tyrone and undo one side of the bottom, bending over at the waist
to make it
even nastier.

Then I turn back still holding the lacy bikini in my hand, with
the other hand I
undo the other strap and keep holding it. I take a step to stand
very near to
the black giant and open my legs, releasing the straps. The
bikini bottoms fall
to the ground and I show him my perfectly trimmed blonde fur,
just above my wet
pussy.

Tyrone takes it all in. His eyes are wide open. I think he is not
able to close
them. I notice his cock has now filled out, making an obscene
bulge in his
trunks. I see him move his hand to touch and rub it. I'm sure he
is getting a
kick at watching the `blonde beauty' - me - show him her charms.

"Very nice Lynn. That's the kind of performance I want from my
girls." He
praises me and I feel very proud of myself, as if pleasing the
black giant was
the more important thing in this world. The manly smell fills the
room and I am
increasingly more excited.

He stands up, dwarfing me. His hand comes to my side, then
around, to squeeze my
teasing ass. Tyrone rubs and slaps it as he looks me over. I'd
usually yell and
slap him away. I am not used to black men around me, and none
ever touched me
like this. But not only he is a powerful producer that can put me
in movies
but he is also making me all aroused. I've never been this horny!

"Am I in the finals Tyrone?" I ask as my juices flow on my legs,
I moan when he
touches my butt! I feel so hot now. I am about to orgasm just
from his touch. I
look at his crotch and just can't believe the size of the pole
inside it. He
must be huge!

"In the finals? Ha! Ha! Not yet white girl, you ain't." He mocks
me, making me
feel unsure of my chances. Then I feel him touch me between my
legs. I stop
stunned, ashamed that the black man can feel my wetness dripping.

"Wh-what?!' Is a weak moan that a let out, my only answer. I feel
so meek! I've
never been like that! I've always been a predator, a girl who
only stopped when
she got what she wanted. What is happening to me now?

"You're so wet Lynn. You like showing big black men that body?"
His finger
slides inside me. Tyrone keeps it deep and wiggles it there. "It
must turn you
on. That's good! I like it. You're turning me on sugar. Can you
see this hard
cock? Do you like to turn on black men Lynn?"

"I-I never been with a black man before. My family would not
allow." I confess
blushing before I start to moan and grab his hand. I feel his
long fingers in my
womanhood! "But it is rather hot!"

"Daddy and mommy wouldn't like to see you with me, would they?"
He chuckles as I
nod. Suddenly Tyrone holds his hand still. He pushes a second
large digit into
me and, after the second finger goes in, he pulls them out almost
all the way.
"Show me you like it! Fuck my hand... bounce on it slowly. Let me
see ya fuck
it, you `ho!"

I look at the black man stunned. I've always been the up and
mighty princess,
the cutest girl in class, the most popular girl in school... now
I'm acting like
a crazy slut for a Negro! I gasp and try to speak, but I can't. I
lower my body
on his finger and moan, closing my eyes. It feels so good! It's
not about what this man can do for me anymore. I WANT IT!

I start to move up and down his fingers as he commanded me. It
feels so natural
to obey him. I never been coy or meek, but now I just can't help
but do what the
black man tells me!

The ebony giant is feeling my tight pussy grip his finger. I'm
not so tight, but
my cunt muscles are so aroused and feeling such intense
excitement they are
acting as if they have a will of their own.

I wanna fight the urge, I want to keep at least a little of my
dignity, but I
just can't. Before I realize it my hot wet hole is moving up and
down his
fucking fingers

With one hand Tyrone slips down his shorts and then sits naked in
front of me.
OH GOD! His hard black cock sticks straight up for me to see and
it is the
biggest dick I've ever seen by far!

"Look at my cock Lynn while you fuck yourself." Tyrone commands
me while he
watches me impale myself on his fingers, showing us both my
slutty need. "Take a
good look at what I have for you and tell me if ya like it...
fuck it girl, I
know it feels good."

I try to speak but the huge black man starts to move the fingers
in and out,
feeling my tight pussy grip his finger so tight. My hot wet hole
is still moving
up and down while, with one hand he kneads his massive pole,
teasing me with it.

"WOW!" I finally say amazed at the massive dark pole. "I've never
seen a cock
this BIG!" I stare at it with impressed wide eyes. All my
arrogance is gone,
replaced by an obvious lust in my face.

Tyrone pulls out of my pussy with a jerk. Suddenly I feel so
empty. I loved to
be filled by him, even if only by his fingers. He stands up
bringing the wet
fingers to my lips. The ugly man slides them inside my mouth
letting me taste
the juices that he has caused to flow.

I blush, but my lips part meekly. I don't feel like saying 'no'
to this big and
perfect black male! I taste my juices on my tongue and feel
ashamed of how
slutty I am acting... but so what? No one will ever know about
it! Hasn't Nicole
told me the guys keep this stuff a secret not to spoil their
professional
reputations?

I do my best to rationalize and justify my actions, relaxing
about it as lust
takes control. I feel like doing something deliciously wrong. I
feel I'm
rebelling against dad and mom's prejudiced remarks. I don't know
why, but it
feels so hot. So 'wrong'...

"Taste that wet pussy Lynn. You are wet for a black man, slut."
He chuckles and
removes his fingers from my mouth, reaching around the back of my
head. I feel
his fingers get a grip of my soft blonde hair, tightening in them
as he pulls my
head lower, forcing me to bend at the waist. The muscular ugly
man brings me
face to face with a long hard black cock. He is holding me just
an inch away
from it.

I gasp and blush deeper. I take a big sniff and feel the strong
manly aroma of
the cock, I never knew it would make me so horny! I never liked
the smell or
taste of cock before. I rarely gave head to my boyfriends, but
now my mouth is
salivating and I feel excited to be with my mouth so near this
black member!

Tyrone's other hand takes hold of his straining cock. Before I
recover and say a
thing he moves the cockhead to my cheeks, then to my chin,
quickly passing
across my lips. I feel a shiver up my spine as my lips touch it.
He is teasing
me, and it is working!

"You like that big dick Lynn, I can see that. Do you wanna taste
it?" he asks me
with a superior grin, knowing I'm salivating for it. "It needs
some special
treatment. Can your sexy mouth give it to me?"

"Yes..." I answer shyly. I'm not usually shy, but I feel so meek.
I'm so
embarrassed to be this submissive!

"I thought so." He answers in an arrogant tone. "Get on your
knees, kneel down
and look up at me." Tyrone releases my hair and slowly strokes
his horny black
dick as I watch it.

I kneel down with my tanned face in a deep red color. I look up
with an unusual
coy face. My hands grab his big cock and start to move slowly,
feeling every
vein, enjoying the warm and stiff touch of the dark snake.

"It is so big!" I say unable to tear my eyes from it.

"Kiss it! And ask me to suck it. Do ya wanna suck that black
cock?" He teases
me. "Ask me nice and I may let ya!"

"L-let me suck it Tyrone... I really want to taste it inside my
lips. I never
tasted black cock." I kiss it with a big pout of my lips, making
an exaggerated
lust face. The salty taste feel delicious on my tongue, I never
imagined a dick
could taste like this! "I-it is different!" I say amazed at how
good it feels. I
feel the urge to taste it again and start to kiss all over the
pole, my little
tongue flickering on it, on the tip and on the shaft as I beg him
to let me put
it into my mouth.

"It is different sugar, it a black dick." He pats my head as if I
was some pet.
"Suck the head. Show me you aim to please and I'll think about
givin' ya more."
He mocks me with a nasty grin. "You white bitches are all
alike... you smell a
black dick and then you want nothing else. I've seen it a
thousand times."

I nod with a big smile, my heart beating faster. Why am I so
excited to do
this?! It is weird, but I almost pass out from pure pleasure when
I obey him and
take the tip into my mouth. It feels so good... So HOT! I take my
time enjoying
the masculine taste before I run my tongue over the tip. Then I
start to suckle
on it like a lollipop, eager to feel all of its manly taste.

"Oh yea, that's good. Suck it like ya need it, suck that black
dick Lynn. It
will satisfy ya, girl. I'm sure you can already see that." His
huge hand gets
another grip on my blonde hairs. "Keep it up you little fuckin'
whore! Take
more!" He forces my head forward, making me gag on the fattest
cock of my life.

I swallow a little more of the gigantic shaft. I feel more than
seven inches of
prime black man meat stuffing my mouth. My lips are stretched to
the limit. I
can't even imagine what would it feel like in my pussy! I close
my eyes and moan
as I think of it and start to bob my head back and forth on the
pole.

It makes me feel so good... I feel like I need to make him feel
good too! As if
it was my duty to service him, to make him happy. All my stardom
dreams are
forgotten. I can't think of anything but his cock. Black cock!

"Oh yea girl. You're getting' good." His hands take hold of my
head. Tyrone is
Pumping his cock into me, fucking my mouth.

The big black man is using my sexy white mouth to please him and
I confess it
pleases me too. I could never imagine that a black dick could
taste so good. I
am not a blowjob enthusiast, even though I know I'm good at it,
but this
cocksucking action is one of the hottest things I ever did in my
life. Not to
mention his manly smell, it is just maddening!

"HUMMM!" I moan, almost gagging when he pulls hard on my head.
His huge member
goes so deep he feels my tight throat against it.

"Oh fuck. That's so good baby... I'm in so deep." He moans in
pleasure. "You got
potential Lynn. I'm gonna find out how much potential you have...
let's see how
deep it goes, you white ho."

I feel the cock poking at my throat time and time again! I gag
and choke, but I
still try to make it fit and to keep sucking him. I feel like I
need to give him
pleasure. I'm not doing it for fame and popularity anymore, I'm
doing it because
I LOVE to serve his black cock. Ty said I had potential and it
turned me on,
like, I was born to serve my black man... and I don't want my
black man mad with
me!

"Uhh, uhh!" I gag and moan as he jams his cock in hard, fucking
me at his
pleasure.

"That's a good white girl. This white mouth-pussy is feelin' so
good to me." Ty
holds his pole in deep, as far as he can go. I loose my breath
and try hard not
to cough. "Look at me Lynn. Do you want to feel this cock in ya?
That pussy
needs some attention? I might help ya if ya ask nice."

He let me go and I suck deeper and harder, trying to impress
Tyrone. Somehow it
feels very important to me now! Even red and airless I try to
take him even
deeper. When I'm finally able to nod enthusiastically to his
question I feel my
upturned cute nose touching his pubes! The big heavy balls slap
my delicate
chin. I did it, I am deep throating his monstrous black snake!

Tyrone pulls my head off with a quick movement. I see his shiny
black dick come
out. It throbs just inches from my gasping mouth.

"Tell me again Lynn, I didn't hear ya with that mouth full of
black dick." He
smiles, savoring the view of me, a blonde goddess kneeling and
servicing him...and
it feels so good to know he likes what he sees! "What were ya
sayin?"

"Th-that - COUGH! - that my pussy ne-needs some attention Mr.
Tyrone." I say
meekly with a weak smile. "I-I never felt a black cock inside
me... just my
white boyfriends' small ones." My face is still red and I am
still coughing and
feeling dizzy from lack of air.

"Hum...not yet." He chuckles and slams the huge snake back
inside. Tyrone is now
fucking it deep as I take it the best I can. He bangs my throat
with a few hard
strokes then pushes it all the way down, until I feel his pubes
tickling my
nose. "Oh yeah Lynn, you're getting' good at this - takin' a
black dick all the
way down." He pats my head as if I was his pet bitch. "I like it.
Now keep up
this attitude and you're gonna be an E&I star."

I beam with pride, my mouth full of black cock - just the way I
like! I never
felt so complete in my life. I can hardly wait to feel it inside
my cunt.

I bob my head faster and faster, using my hands on his pole and
balls, taking
the monster dick deeper than I thought possible. I slurp loud and
hard at the
member, eager to please. My blonde hair is already a mess - I am
giving head
with such gusto that it got all wild. Lots of drool falls from my
lips on to my
big firm mounds.

I notice Tyrone smiling at the tears rolling down my cheeks. He
looks like he's
already seen it before, I guess it is the kind of tears that
black dick makes as
it goes deep in a throat.

Suddenly he pulls me off his cock. Tyrone's hand is still
gripping my blonde
locks. Without a word he leads me over to the middle of the
floor, I follow him
still on my knees.

"On hands and knees Lynn." He orders as if it was nothing
special, and I obey
immediately, feeling my pussy throb to serve this powerful black
man. "Show me
that white pussy, stick that ass up high... shake it for me and
tell me what you
want. What you need."

I get on all fours. It is a lewd position and it gets even more
so when I stick
out my booty and wiggle it inviting my black man to use it. My
black man... how
can I think like that?! I was raised to hate blacks, but now I
feel like I was
born to service them and their big nice cocks.

"I want to feel your big black dick in my tiny white pussy
Tyrone! Please...
show me what a true cock feels like!" I beg with a naughty face,
still wiggling
my tanned pale ass, just the bikini mark shows how pale is my
skin.

"Yeah girl. You gonna get some." He says and I shiver in lust. Ty
kneels behind
me, His fat cock head presses at my wet slit, around my swollen
lips, until it
manages to slide a little bit inside. Then He rubs the tip
against my hard clit.
Tyrone is teasing me. "You sure ya want it girl? I got a lot of
sexy women in
this hotel and they would love to be down here right now. Talk to
me Lynn!"

"I want it! I really want it!" I answer eagerly, feeling the
bulbous cock head
rubbing on my slit. I'll make my black man forget all the other
girls... I'll
show him that Lynn McCarthy is the best one around... ever! "I
need this big
dick inside me!"

Tyrone reaches down. His fingers get a nice grip of my blonde
hair and he pulls
my head back lightly. Now I can see both of us in the full length
mirror in
front of us.

The massive man lets his cock push into me when we make eye
contact. Slowly he
sinks the huge black pole, watching my angelic face staring wide
eyed at the
mirror.

I am unable to get used to such gigantic member. I am no virgin,
I had a fair
share of cock, even some really big ones, but `big' meant
something about six
to seven inches before I met Tyrone, I never thought I'd meet a
guy with a 10 inch
long dick! My tightness makes for a slow go but I feel the black
man is savoring
each moment.

"How's it feelin' Lynn?" He asks me when he manages to fit about
seven inches of
prime man meat into my tight cunt.

"SOOOO GOOOODDD!" I yell in pleasure. I feel overfull. I see the
image of the
big and ugly black man behind me, but I feel so horny for this
ebony giant that
even with his plain face he is the hottest man who ever touched
me! "MORE! I
want more!" I yell again as I feel the thick penis stretching my
pussy... I
never had such a monster inside me!

Tyrone holds his slow pace, getting in as deep as he can go. I
look at the
mirror and see about four more inches left. I feel overfull, I
doubt he can fit
anymore of that anaconda into me! Tyrone withdraws it fast. It
comes out with a
suction pop.

"OOOHHH!" I moan when the pole leaves my tight cunt, I feel empty
without it.

"That's not too good Lynn..." He says sounding disappointed. "Not
sure you can
get it all." I feel ashamed of my limitation, I mean, he is too
long and way
too THICK, but I don't want to let him down. Pleasing the black
man feels very
important to me.

"I can take it... I can take it all! Please... do it. Give me all
of your big
cock!" I plead, shivering in lust and anticipation.

"Well, I like your attitude. It will help you succeed." She
chuckles. "But it
still comes down to performance..."

Tyrone slams the shaft back in. This time his cock goes maybe an
inch deeper
than before, but now he puts it at once, making me tremble all
over. I stop
breathing, my body tenses up, and then he begins to work me with
the black cock.

"Tight pussy is good Lynn, but I like t o go all the way in." He
says casually
picking up his pace. "Your pussy feelin' good on this black
dick."

"It feels so good!" I purr as I feel so much of his manly dick
filling me. I
never knew I could feel like this! "Oh Tyrone... it feels so
good... I-I want
more! I want it all!" I say sticking my butt even higher and
putting my head on
the floor.

"Can you take more?" He slides the cock back and then pushes it
forward, making
me loose my breath again. "There is still a few inches to go."

"I-I c-can... oh GOD!" I moan as Tyrone starts to fuck me, faster
than the gentle
pace he kept before, he is not banging me too hard, but a dick
this big going
back and forth at this speed is something that keeps me out of
breath! "I-I...I am too
full!"

"Com' on, just a little bit more" He mocks me and pushes his hips
forward
harder, managing to slide an extra inch into my twat. I shut up
with my mouth
open, my body full of goose bumps and shivers of pleasure and
pain running all
over my spine.

"I-I.." I stutter nervously. "I-I c-cant.. ta-take..." Tyrone is
now fucking me
faster and harder, I can barely speak. "I can't ta-take more of
it!" I let out a
gasp. "It is reaching my womb!"

"I know... just a couple more inches." He slaps my ass, making me
whimper meekly.
It actually felt good. Like, it felt so right to be smacked by my
black man!
"Miss Teen North Carolina, took it all the way into her pussy."

"Wh-what?!" I ask surprised then shut up as he slams the cock
back in again.
"S-she...and y-you..."

"Of course you dumb blonde." He laughs banging me even faster. I
stop talking, I
can't speak anymore. I see my face in the mirror and it is as
pale as a candle.
"Do you think you were the only one who got the idea that fucking
a friend of the judges would
help you in the pageant? I fucked over a dozen contestants and
about six
of their mothers."

"Oh God, y-you... Oh fuck, I am going to cum!" I yell in
pleasure. I'm still
stunned by what he said, but I confess it was no surprise. I
mean, these girls
are sluts. They would cut each other's throat without blinking if
it got them
the prize.

"Then cum with all my dick into you ya white slut!" He slams it
all in and I
shout my pleasure to the world.

"YESSSSS!" I feel the black man fully in me, the balls slapping
my cunt lips and
his pubes pressed to my butt cheeks. I reach a powerful climax
immediately. I
tremble and yell, having my first multiple orgasm experience.

"Here it goes ho'!" He moans and lets out a massive stream of
cum.

I didn't know men could cum this much. I feel like he is flooding
my womb.
Thankfully I'm on the pill. Lots of his black seed escapes my
pussy and still he
doesn't stop spurting. I feel my body getting limp, too many
orgasms got me all
spent.

He slaps my butt again to keep me awake and I look at the black
giant banging my
pussy a few times before he finally stops, having finished using
me. I smile
weakly and then pass out. It never happened to me, nobody fucked
me into
unconsciousness before.

I wake up for a second seeing two of the hotel's security guards,
men as black and
powerfully built as Tyrone himself, carrying me out of his room,
I drift into
sleep again. The next thing I feel is one of them putting me in
my bed.

I wake up and smile to the man, wondering if all black men are as
hung and manly
as Tyrone. Maria talks to the two men and points at me with a
smile. She is
dressed in clothes far sexier than she usually wears, showing a
massive cleavage
that now I can tell is at least an F cup!

Maria showing off her boobs... that's so surprising I start to
giggle to myself. I
guess it is the `black men effect' working on the poor catholic
girl. Both men
smile to her and, even if I can't make out what they are saying,
it certainly
looks like flirting to me.

One of them puts a hand on her waist and then they leave me,
thinking I'm
asleep. I hear her giggles as she closes the door and I weakly
turn to the side
on my bed, seeing Tyrone's card and an invitation for a private
party in the penthouse section after the pageant. Handwritten on
it is a `be there' note.

I smile and sleep again, knowing I'll be there.