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You Did What?
by Shooter3704 (shooter3704@yahoo.com)
***
Eva Miller has to help her husband pay a loan-shark.
(MMF, intr, group, orgy)
***
CHAPTER ONE
"You did what?" Eva Miller screamed at her husband.
"How could you do that without talking to me first?" In
all of her twenty-four years she had never been so
angry. Hal and Eva had been married three years, and
right at that moment it looked doubtful to her that the
marriage would survive to four years.
"I was under the gun," Hal Miller said. "It was time
critical. I had to move and move fast. There just
wasn’t time." Hal is twenty-nine years old and an
account manager at a regional bank
"So you got our savings out of the bank and bought
stock," Eva said her voice dripping sarcasm. "You
bought ten thousand dollars worth of worthless stock!"
"No, I had to borrow some more to put with it," Hal
said miserably.
Eva looked hard at her husband for a full minute. "How
much more?" she asked, willing herself to speak calmly.
"Twenty thousand," he answered, his voice subdued. "I
had to have thirty thousand to buy the full block of
stock."
"Where on earth did you borrow twenty thousand? Who
would make you an unsecured loan for that much? Please
don’t tell me you stole it!"
"Of course I didn’t steal it. I didn’t get it at a
bank," Hal said, his voice so low she could barely hear
him. "I got it from Devon Marks."
"Who, pray tell, is Devon Marks?"
"He's a high risk lender," Hal said.
"Is that a euphuism for loan shark?" she snapped.
"Surely you didn’t borrow money from a loan shark." Eva
saw the expression on her husbands face. "Oh my God!
You did get money from them. How stupid can you be,
Hal?"
"Eva, this was a sure thing," Hal said, his voice
rising. "There was no way to loose on the deal."
"Yet apparently you did lose." She said the anger and
disgust evident in her voice. "It wasn’t such a sure
thing. You have thirty thousand dollars in worthless
stock."
"It could still take off," Hal said. "Maybe it’s just
slow getting started."
"Slow? Dammit Hal, it’s not going to take off. The
company went belly-up and the managers are in South
America or somewhere. You couldn’t sell that stock for
ten dollars and you know it." She took a couple of
turns around the room and came back to face him. "So,
how much trouble are we in?"
"A lot," Hal Miller said looking at his shoes. "The
first loan payment is due now. Marks is looking for me,
and I don’t have it."
"How much do you have?"
"About half the two thousand dollars I owe for this
week."
"Week?" Eva yelled. "You have to pay two thousand
dollars a week? How much interest are you paying?"
"I don’t know for sure. I have to pay two thousand
dollars a week for six months."
"That’s forty-eight thousand dollars!" she said.
"That’s crazy, Hal. We need to call the cops."
"No, no cops!" Hal said jumping to his feet. "Do you
have any idea what happens to people who blow the
whistle on that kind of person? They don’t live to
testify. That’s what happen to them! The very best case
would be, I get fired."
"Okay, you’re right, I suppose," she said in a calmer
tone of voice. "Get your stereo and computer equipment
on the market. What else can we sell or pawn?"
"That stuff might bring enough to pay a couple of
weeks," Hal said. "What will we do after that?"
"Maybe I can get my old job back," Eva said. She had
been a secretary to a man she despised. Jason Newton,
an up and coming black man with the company, had been
transferred in to replaced her old boss, who was a nice
older man. Newton was a lecherous man who couldn’t keep
his hands off of her. It was an extremely happy day
when she told her boss to go to hell and walked out.
"God knows I hate to go beg that low-life bastard for
anything. Can we borrow anything on the house?"
"No, I tried that before I went to Marks. Maybe you can
get a job somewhere else."
"Yeah right," she sneered. "In case you haven’t noticed
it, the job market is tight right now. I’ve had
applications out for several months, and they’re not
knocking the door down."
"I hate for you to go back to your old job," Hal said.
"Maybe…" he let the thought die. They both knew there
was no maybe anything.
CHAPTER TWO
"Yeah, sure," Jason Newton said when Eva called him the
following morning. "Maybe we can find you something
around here. Do we have your application on file?"
"No, you don’t," Eva said nervously. "If it’s
necessary, I’ll have to fill one out, I guess."
"Yes, you will have to have an application on file,"
Newton said. "Tell you what. I’ll bring one when I come
to your house for the interview."
"I don’t understand," Eva said. "What do you mean,
you’ll come to my house for an interview?"
"Now exactly what about that statement don’t you
understand," Newton said with a sneer in his voice.
"You do want me to come there and conduct an interview,
don’t you?"
"I thought I’d come to your office," Eva said. "I…"
"No, that’s not the way I do things," Jason Newton said
interrupting her. "I come to your house, and you do
everything you can to convince me to hire you, and I do
mean everything. You call back when you are ready for
my personal, and private interview." He hung up the
phone.
For a long time Eva just stared at the phone in her
hand. Finally she put it on the receiver and went to
splash cold water on her face. "Never," she said to
herself, over and over again that day. She had
convinced herself that she would never call Jason
Newton again.
Eva Miller remained convinced until she saw her
husbands battered and bloody face. He came home,
staggering through the front door, holding a bloody
handkerchief to his face.
"Hal, what happened?" she said helping him to a chair
in the kitchen. "You need to see a doctor."
"No," Hal said. "This was a warning from Devon Marks.
He and a couple of his goons stopped me on the way home
from work. I had to give them my car as part payment,"
he added miserably. "He made me sign the title over to
him."
Eva found the pain pills, left over from a tooth
extraction, and gave them to her husband. She didn’t
mention her short, but candid, conversation with Jason
Newton. She didn’t see the need to add to his pain.
***
"To tell the truth, Eva," Jason Newton said, "I was
surprised that you called. I figured you wouldn’t."
They were sitting in the Miller living room. It was ten
o’clock in the morning. "Frankly I’m curious how you
plan to convincing me to hire you. We didn’t part on
the best of terms, did we?"
"No Mister Newton, we didn’t," Eva admitted. "I was
under a lot of stress then."
"You must be under a lot more to call me, and ask for a
job," Newton laughed. "One hell of a lot."
"My husband and I have incurred a financial reversal
since then," Eva said. "I need a job."
"I see," the black man said slowly. "What was it you
called me? Ah yes, a nigger son of a bitch, wasn’t it?
I assume you had a change of heart about that."
"I was hasty and rude," Ave said. "I’m sorry. I never
used that word, and I don’t know why I did then."
"Okay, I can understand that," Jason said. "We often
say thing in the heat of the moment that we wish we
hadn’t. Now go ahead and convince me to hire you."
"I’m not sure how I can do that," Eva said nervously.
"You know my work. You’ve seen my job evaluations."
"That’s true, Eva," the black man said with a slight
smile. "But, I haven’t seen you naked. Why don’t you
try that?" Even though she had expected something like
it, it still shocked her. She was immovable for a
moment. "I am on a schedule, Eva," Jason said. "If you
want the job…" He let the unfinished sentence hang in
the air.
Eva Miller stood and slowly moved away from the sofa.
She stopped, her hand on the top button of her shirt.
"If I take off my clothing, you’ll hire me?"
"If you take off your clothes, I’ll stay interested,"
Jason said smoothly.
Slowly she unbuttoned the shirt and took it off. She
was wearing a black bra. With trembling hands she undid
the skirt and let it fall to the floor. She now was
displaying her matching black panties and bra.
"You’ll want more, won’t you?" she said unsnapping the
bra and letting it fall to the floor.
"Yes," Jason said staring at her breasts. "Much more,
Eva." His voice was husky.
Eva put her thumbs in the waistband of the panties and
push them down, turned facing him directly, and struck
a pose.
"How much more, Mister Newton?" she asked.
"All of it, Eva," Newton said. "I want all you have and
then some. Come over here, and take my nigger cock
out."
Eva wasn’t at all sure her legs would continue to
support her as she made her way to him. She wanted to
run, to flee this terrible mess. She knew she couldn’t.
She had nowhere to run to. She knelt down between his
legs and reached for him.
She undid his belt and unzipped him. Jason Newton
wasn’t a large man, being average height and weight.
Eva managed to release his cock. It wasn’t large, maybe
average in length and girth, but it was coal black and
very hard. She stroked it a few times. "Do I get the
job?" she asked.
"You have a better chance now than you did a moment
ago. Suck me."
Eva bent her head and took his hardness into her mouth.
When she closed her eyes it was just like sucking her
husband’s dick.
Jason Newton let her suck him a few minutes and gently
lifted her head from his glistening black cock. "Now
let’s get to the main event." He stood up and pushed
his pants the rest of the way off. "Get on your hands
and knees, I’m going to dog fuck you like the bitch you
are."
Eva’s resolve to not enjoy it, quickly faded when Jason
pushed his hard cock into her. He varied his stroke
from very hard and fast to slow and gentle. Eva felt
the orgasm building, and could do nothing to stop it.
When it hit, she moaned, trying to stifle it. She heard
Jason Newton laugh.
"You like that nigger cock, don’t you, Eva? You like
this nigger son of a bitch fucking you don’t you?" When
she didn’t answer, he reached around under her, and
took both nipples between thumb and forefinger, He
pinched hard, causing Eva to have another climax. "I
asked you a question, Eva. Best you answer me. You like
my nigger cock fucking you don’t you?"
"Yes," Eva said with a moan, pushing back against him.
"God forgive me, but I do."
"Yes, I know you do," Jason said softly. He continued
fucking her for another hour. He kept Eva in a sexual
frenzy for the entire time. She had several big orgasms
and a lot of smaller ones. She even had a nice orgasm
when he took her anally, which she normally didn’t care
for.
***
"Here’s the deal," Jason said as he dressed. "You will
be paid five hundred a day. You will be paid in cash,
and you won’t be part of the company’s benefit package.
You will be on call twenty-four, seven. Any questions?"
"Yes sir. What are my duties? Who do I work for? How
can I be on call twenty-four hours a day. I have a
life, you know."
"You work for me," Jason said tying his tie while
looking in the hall mirror. "Your duties are to please
me anyway I might demand. As to your life, you don’t
have one without me. I think we both know that. I don’t
know, and I don’t really care, what trouble you got
yourself into, but it had to be very bad for you to
even call me. You, Eva, are my personal whore. You will
fuck, you will suck whenever, and whoever I say."
He took some bills out of his wallet and lay them on
the hall table. "This is for today and the next couple
of days. I’ll call you tomorrow, so be available." He
left the dazed and confused woman looking at the closed
door.
CHAPTER THREE
Jason Newton called shortly after ten o’clock the
following morning. Eva had been up for a couple of
hours.
"Good morning Eva," Jason said brightly. "Did you sleep
well?"
"Yes, I guess," Eva said. As a matter of fact she had
not slept well at all. Of all the emotions she was
feeling, guilt was the strongest.
She had lied to Hal about her working arrangements.
When she gave him the cash, Jason left to pay on the
loan. She told him that she had made a deal to be paid
in cash to avoid the income tax. When Hal asked about
her duties and hours, Eva told him that she was hired
as a consultant and would be working odd hours out of
her house. Hal was so excited that some money was
coming in, he didn’t question her closely. He was just
happy he had enough to make the next payment on his
debt.
"I’m happy you got lots of rest," Jason said with a
deep chuckle. "I want you to go to the Brighton Hotel.
Do you know where it is?" Eva told him she knew the
location. "I have a suite there. Suite fifteen-sixteen.
I’ll meet you there at eleven this morning. We’ll have
an early lunch."
"Okay," Eva said.
"One other thing, dear Eva," Jason said. "I hate that
bush you have around your pussy. Get rid of it. You can
leave a small tuff above your cunt if you want to.
Don’t be late."
"Okay," Eva said into a dead phone. She had wrestled
with her inter-self during her wakefulness. She had an
opportunity to refuse Jason Newton, but that had been
yesterday, and that opportunity had passed when she
kept the money he left. She was committed until she
could figure out how to raise enough money to pay off
the loan shark.
At five minutes until eleven she got off the elevator
on the fifteenth floor of the Brighton Hotel.
"I admire punctuality," Jason said opening the door for
her. "Come in and make yourself comfortable."
"This is your suite?" Eva asked as she looked around
the luxurious suit. It was large, two rooms and a large
bath with a dressing room. The suite was tastefully
decorated.
"Actually it belongs to the company," Jason said. "One
of the perks of being in my position. I’ve ordered a
champagne brunch. I hope that will be satisfactory.
We’ll get better acquainted while we dine." He left to
answer the door. Soon a white jacketed waiter wheeled a
cart into the front room. The waiter was a young white
man and he gave Eva a knowing look as he prepared the
table.
"I’m sure you will enjoy your stay at the Brighton,
sir," the waiter said to Jason as he accepted the
twenty dollar tip, and glancing at Eva.
"I’m positive that I shall," Jason said. He too gave
Eva a knowing look.
"You will need to dress more sexy," Jason said to her
after the waiter had gone. "That young man wasn’t sure
what you were. In the future you will wear clothing so
that there will be no question. No panties, no bra, and
never wear panty hoses. Dresses or skirts that show off
your many charms. Shorts only if they are very short
and sexy. Never wear pants." He poured the wine while
he spoke. "In the mean while please remove your top. I
want to see your tits while we eat."
Jason kept small talk going while they ate the brunch.
At first, Eva was self conscious of her bare breasts,
but as the meal progressed she got over it. Jason was
relaxed and that helped her. The four or five glasses
of champagne didn’t hurt either.
"Eva, I want you to remove the rest of your clothing,"
Jason said. "When the waiter comes for the cart, I want
him to see all of your charms. Don’t use your hands to
cover up. Stand right there in the middle of the room."
It would have been funny, if Eva had not been so
embarrassed. The waiter’s eyes nearly popped out of his
head when he saw the beautiful white woman standing
beside the black man. If the waiter had harbored any
questions about the rendezvous, they were answered now.
"Why was that necessary?" Eva asked when the waiter
finally managed to get the cart out of the door. "It
was embarrassing."
"It was necessary to enforce, in your mind, who is in
charge. You will be asked to perform many tasks over
the coming weeks. Some will seem bazaar to you. You
need to get used to it. Next time I may ask you to give
the waiter a blowjob." Jason laughed. "Speaking of
that, I need a blow job."
He took off his clothes and lay down on the massive
bed. Eva obediently got on the bed and preformed the
requested service. After she had been sucking on his
cock a few minutes he pulled her around into a sixty-
nine position.
"I’m pleased you did as I asked," he said. "Keep the
pubic hair gone. You might want to consider a more
permanent solution. Of course we’ll pay for it." Just
before his lips latched on to her pussy lips, he said,
"you’ll find we are a generous employer."
***
Jason fucked here several times during their stay,
causing her to have numerous orgasms.
While she dressed, Jason gave her the instructions for
the next meeting. He told her that she would come to
the hotel the next night at seven o’clock. He told her
that he was having a small business meeting, and she
would act as hostess for the meeting.
"This is an important meeting, Eva," Jason told her. He
handed her a key card. "This is for you to keep. You’ll
be using it a lot," he added with a leer.
"What are my duties as hostess?’ Eva ask.
"You will serve the drinks and snacks that will be here
when you arrive." Jason said. "You will also perform
any other service that might be required of you. When I
say services, do you understand what I am saying?"
"Yes," Eva said softly. "I’m to have sex with them if
they want it. Is that what you mean?"
"Exactly," Jason said with a smile. "You are a smart
lady, Eva. You catch on quick."
"How many men will be at this meeting?" she asked.
"Two for sure," Jason said. "They are important men who
can give our company a lot of income. I want to have a
contract signed by the end of the evening. If you do
your part satisfactorily there will be a nice bonus for
you." He looked sharply at her. "If you don’t you will
be unemployed again."
"How…I mean…Which one will…you know?" she stammered
"You ain’t as smart as I thought," Jason said with a
laugh. "You will figure it out, I’m sure. I want you to
go by the Bon Ton Shop. See a lady named Mavis. She’ll
help you pick out some sexy clothes. Don’t worry about
the bill. I have a charge account there."
It was nearly three o’clock when Eva left the hotel.
She went directly to the shop where Jason indicated.
Mavis was an older lady, and she apparently knew
exactly what Jason wanted Eva to have. Everything was a
lot more revealing than Eva would have ever selected.
"How on earth can I wear something this short without
my panties showing?" Eva asked Mavis, looking at a
short dress.
"Simple," Mavis told her with a grin. "You don’t wear
panties…or a bra," she added. "You are one of the lucky
ones. You have nice full breasts that doesn’t need
support…yet." Mavis cupped both of her breasts.
"Gravity took over for me, so I have to have a little
help."
After Eva tried everything on, Mavis totaled it up and
had Eva sign the bill. "I take it you work for Mister
Newton?"
"Yes," Eva said, her face turning red. She knew what
Mavis thought, and it was true.
"Public relations, I assume," Mavis said with a grin.
"You are the prettiest I’ve seen."
Eva was surprised, but she knew she shouldn’t have
been. A lot of companies use women to smooth the rocky
roads of business. She had been vaguely aware that her
company did so. She just never expected that she would
be one of them.
"Let me know if you need any help," Mavis said. "There
nothing I like better than a stiff black dick."
Eva didn’t know how to respond, so she grabbed her bags
and nearly ran from the place. She asked herself again
how she had gotten into this mess.
CHAPTER FOUR
When Hal finely got around to asking what she was doing
for the company in her new job, Eva took a page from
Mavis.
"I’m working in public relations," she answered. She
was nearly dressed, and not in the attire that Mavis
had sent home with her. Eva planned on being at the
hotel in time to change. She wasn’t entirely sure that
the dress was even legal for street wear. It barley
covered her butt cheeks. She had the skimpy dress in
her briefcase.
"You are sure having to work odd hours," Hal Miller
commented. "Seems strange to me."
"This is the type work that’s best done in the evening.
Engaging the clients in a social atmosphere. More deals
are made over dinner then in the conference room." Eva
had no idea if that was true or not. It seemed to her
that she had heard that more deals were made on the
golf course than in the boardroom. Either way it
sounded good to her.
"Well, the money’s good, anyway" Hal said. "What time
will you be home?"
"Don’t wait up," Eva said checking her makeup. "Mister
Newton said these things go on later. In fact if it too
late, I’ll stay in the city tonight."
"Make them pay for the room if you stay," Hal said. "We
don’t want it to come out of your pay."
The callousness of his comment caused her to bite her
lip to keep from jumping down his throat. It was his
gross stupidity that got them in the mess, not her. She
managed to gain control of her tongue.
"I’m sure they will," she said giving him a quick peck
on the cheek. "Good night, Hal."
***
The hotel staff had stocked the bar and Eva grabbed a
quick drink before the guests arrived. She drank
several, and soon she didn’t feel so conspicuous in the
short dress. After the third drink she stopped tugging
at the hem.
At ten minutes after seven o’clock, Jason Newton called
from the lobby to tell her they were on the way up to
the room. Eva felt her heart rate speed up. She
considered another drink, but wasn’t sure she would be
able to function if she did. When the door opened her
mouth was so dry she couldn’t form words.
"Eva, this is Donald Griffin. Mister Griffin is the CEO
of The Griffin Group." Griffin stepped forward and took
her dainty hand into his massive paw. Donald Griffin
was well over six feet six, and almost as wide. His
head was shaved, and he was the blackest man she had
ever saw.
"Please to meet you Eva," Griffin said in a
surprisingly soft voice for such a large man. She
managed a smile.
"This gentleman is Wiley Stevens." Jason said,
introducing an equally large man, though not as dark as
Griffin. "Mister Stevens is the President of the
Griffin Group. Between them they control eighty two
percent of the stock in their company. What would you
like Eva to get you to drink, Gentlemen?"
"Bourbon neat," Griffin said not taking his dark eyes
off of Eva.
"Same, but on the rocks," Stevens said "Might as well
make it a double."
Eva breathed a sigh of relief. She could make those
drinks without any trouble.
"What would you like, Mister Newton?" she asked,
surprised that she had a voice.
"I’ll have some bourbon on the rocks also," he said
smiling at her. "And you know better than to call me
mister. First names are fine here in this room." Eva
nodded and went to the bar. She knew that all three men
were watching her. She made a conscious effort not to
attempt to pull the dress down. She figured that even
if she should be successful, her boobs would pop out of
the top.
"Nice outfit," she heard Griffin said as she walked
away.
"Yeah, that’s nice," Stevens agreed.
"Ass ain’t bad either," Jason added, and they all
laughed. The three men sat down at a round table in the
front room. They took off their jackets, loosened the
ties, and got down to business.
Over the next hour, Eva hovered close enough to see if
they needed their glasses refilled, which she did
several times. From what she could gather from their
haggling, Jason Newton wanted them to sign an exclusive
contract with his company. The Griffin Group wanted an
nonexclusive deal. Jason cited a lot of figures to
prove his point, but none of the numbers seemed to
impress the other two men.
Eva brought fresh drinks and sit them down in front of
the men. As she started to leave, Jason put his arm out
and detained her. He pulled her over and sat her down
on his lap while continuing to spout facts and figures.
The other two black men watched him as if they thought
he was going to do something magical. In a sense he
did. With one hand he undid the two top buttons of her
dress. He stopped talking long enough to take a sip of
his drink and put the glass to Eva’s lips. She had to
sip, or have it spill on her. Jason started talking
again about how his company could do a better job for
Griffin, but only if they had an exclusive contract.
"I hear where you’re coming from, man," Wiley Stevens
said. He was speaking to Jason but his eyes never left
Eva’s chest and her almost exposed breasts. "We can’t
justify the additional cost to our stockholders."
Jason nodded and handed Eva the glass of whiskey. She
took another sip, feeling the liquor burn as it went
down her throat. Jason undid the last button, and slid
his hand inside her dress. Eva gasped when Jason’s
fingers found her nipple. He stroked her breast and
played with her nipple while continuing to discuss
business.
"Man if you going to play with that gals tits, let us
see what you’re doing," Donald Griffin said softly.
Jason stopped fondling her long enough to pull the
dress from her shoulders, exposing both white plump
breasts. Both men locked their eyes on her breasts.
"What kind of host am I?" Jason said. "Eva, go sit on
Donald’s lap. Get rid of that dress while you do."
"Now you’re talkin’" Griffin said with a huge smile.
"Come on over here Honey."
Eva felt like her feet were imbedded in sticky glue as
she made her way to where the big man sat. She let the
tiny dress fall to the floor as she went. When she sat
down on Donald Griffin’s lap she was dressed in only
her heels, a gold necklace, and a sickly smile. She
wanted to run screaming from the room.
Donald Griffin nuzzled her breasts and lightly pinched
her nipples. Eva felt a slight shudder run through her.
Griffin pushed her legs apart and caressed her clitoris
as he played with her breasts. Soon he had a large
finger in her. With his fingers and mouth, he brought
her to an orgasm.
"Man, this is one hot chick," Griffin said with a
laugh. "Her cunt is quivering like crazy."
"I know you’re the CEO," Wiley Stevens said. "But do
you intend on hoggin’ her?"
"No, my brother," Griffins said. "Here you play with
her a while." He lifted Eva off his lap and nudged her
toward his business partner. "We share, don’t we?"
Eva settled onto Wiley Stevens lap with less reluctance
then with Griffin. She could feel the sexual excitement
building up within her.
"Man these are some fine titties," Stevens said biting
down on her nipple. When she leaned forward2 to ease
his bite, her legs opened and Stevens shoved his middle
finger deep in her. He wiggled and thrust it in and out
a few moments, and brought Eva to a racking orgasm.
Wiley laughed. "Man she is hot. It don’t take her no
time to come."
"She’s a good fuck, too," Jason offered. "I ought to
know."
"You like black cock, sugar?" Wiley said in her ear.
Eva nodded because she didn’t know what else to do.
"You want some black cock in your cunt?" She nodded
again. Wiley added another finger to her moist opening
and she came again, this time with a loud moan.
"I’m thinking that our business discussion is over for
the night," Donald Griffin said to Jason. "I know you
want to tell your people something in the morning.
Leave the contracts here and you run on along. We’ll
discuss it with Little Eva."
"You want me to leave?" Jason asked. Watching as Wiley
Stevens carried Eva to the bedroom.
"Yeah, I do," Donald Griffin said. "I don’t think me
and Wiley need you for anything else. Maybe you’ll have
a pleasant surprise in the morning. Little Eva will get
her surprise tonight."
"Yeah, sure," Jason said. "I want to remind you that
she’s really just a housewife and not…"
"Got it, Jason," Griffin interrupted. "We’ll take it
easy on her. Now get the fuck out of here so we can get
busy."
After Jason left, Griffin went to the bedroom. His
friend and partner was eating Eva’s pussy like there
was going to be no tomorrow. Eva was tossing her head
and making whimpering sounds. Griffin chuckled as he
got out of his clothes. This little girl was in for a
fucking.
***
Eva woke up with a start. For a moment she didn’t know
where she was. It came back to her in a flood of
memories. She was in suite fifteen-sixteen of the
Brighton Hotel. She had been ravaged over and over
again by two black men. Fucked was the only word that
came to her mind, because there was no love involved in
any of the acts.
Eva lay still, thinking of the night. Both men had
large dicks. Larger than any she had ever seen. Wiley
Stevens was the smaller of the two, but even he was
over seven inches long and thick. Donald Griffin was
longer by an inch or so, but not quite as big around.
Neither seemed to ever get completely soft. Even
through the whiskey induced haze she could remember
most of the details of the nights activity.
She remember Wiley Stevens performing oral sex on her.
He licked and sucked on her until she came several
times. Then while she was being attended to by Wiley,
Donald Griffins got up on the bed and presented his
cock for her to suck. She hesitated only momentarily
before taking the huge cock in her mouth. The time for
hesitation had long passed.
Wiley Stevens was the first to fuck her. While Donald
Griffin held her legs open, and Eva sucking Griffin’s
cock, Stevens put the tip of his cock in her pussy and
shoved it in her with one deep thrust. She came with
flashing lights going off in her head. She tried to
yell, but her voice was muffled by Griffin’s black pole
in her mouth.
From then on it was one continuous fuck fest, and one
continuous orgasm for the small white woman. They took
her one at a time for a while. They swapped her back
and forth between them for a long time. Donald Griffin
was the first of them to take her ass. His large cock
hurt at first, but he was gentle, and soon she adjusted
and begun to enjoyed it.
It was later that they doubled teamed her. Donald lay
on his back and Eva, facing away from him, mounted his
cock, taking it in her butt. Wiley waited until
Griffin’s cock was seated in her, and he got on and
fucked her pussy. During the first double penetration
she had an orgasm so strong she blacked out for a few
moments.
As she recalled the events, her hand went down and she
stroked her tender and swollen pussy. She brought
herself to a small, but satisfying orgasm.
"Son of a bitch," she heard Jason’s voice shout from
the other room. "They signed it!"
Eva swung her legs off the bed, She realized she was
crusted with dried sperm and some of her muscles were
sore. She was still sitting on the edge of the bed when
Jason came into the bedroom.
"They signed," he said again. "They actually signed the
fucking contract. Son of a bitch, you look like hell."
"I feel like hell," Eva groaned. "I need a shower."
"I’ll say you do," Jason said grinning as he looked at
her nude body. Her breasts were covered with love bites
and there was dried come on almost every inch of her
body, even her hair was matted with come. "You want me
to help wash you?"
"Not this morning, Jason," she said stumbling to the
bathroom. "Not today at all. I’ve had it for a while."
"I can’t believe they signed," Jason said to her back.
"You did good, Eva. Hell of a bonus for you."
"Whatever," she said closing the door on him.
CHAPTER FIVE
It was Friday morning before Eva heard from Jason . The
two days she had away from him were good in one
respect. She had time to workout the conflicting
emotions she felt. She had reached the conclusion that
she was doing what she had to do to keep Hal from being
hurt or worse. They should be able to keep their house
and nice furniture they owned. That was good, but by
the end of the second day she was feeling restless. All
the cash that Jason had given her was gone to pay the
loan shark.
"How are you feeling," Jason asked when she answered
the phone.
"I’m fine, Jason," she answered. She had made up her
mind she would not call him Mister Newton.
"Good. I’m on my way to your house. I should be there
in a few minutes. I have something for you."
"Okay," Eva said. She felt a strange stirring within
her. Fifteen minutes later Jason arrived.
"You look a lot better than the last time I saw you,"
he said. He took her in his arms and kissed her deeply.
"You looked rough," he added.
"I felt rough," she admitted. "What’s going on?"
"Several things," Jason said. "First, the Griffin group
has a lot of good things to say about you. Donald
Griffin called me yesterday and he gushed like a school
girl about what a great fuck you are. It appears that I
misjudged you. Frankly I thought you wouldn’t go along
with the deal. I thought you would run screaming from
the room. I badly underestimated your ability." He
laughed, "I won’t make that mistake again. Apparently
you were a hit with Wiley and Donald, and they both
have made sure I’m aware of it. The second thing is
your bonus." He took an envelope out of his jacket
pocket and handed it to her. "Here’s ten grand for a
job well done."
Eva knew her mouth dropped open, and she made an effort
to close it. "Thank you," she said simply.
"You earned it, Eva," Jason said. "That was a
multimillion dollar contract.. They have some more
business we can get and I want it. From what Griffin
and Stevens said, they want us to try and get it. Are
you game?"
She nodded her head. The bonus would keep Devon Marks
away from the door for a few weeks, but not forever.
"Sure why not?" she said.
"Great. I knew I could count on you. How did you like
having two men at the same time?"
It was something that she had given a lot of thought
about since that night. How did she like it? She knew
the answer.
"It was okay," she said with a smile she couldn’t keep
from showing. "Certainly different."
"Apparently it was a bit better than okay," Jason said
with a laugh. "Donald Griffin said you were begging for
more cock before the night hardly got started, and
Wiley told me that you damned near wore them out. You
really got into it didn’t you?"
"Yes, I suppose I did. It was a sexual frenzy like I
had never even thought of before. Yes, I liked it. Does
that make you happy?"
"It does make me happy," Newton said. "I like the idea
that you are enjoying yourself. Were they hung?" Eva
smiled and held her hands up, about a foot apart.
"Bullshit," he laughed. "There are a few super cocks
out there, but not all that many. Wiley Stevens said
they have a guy working for them that has an eleven
inch cock. He wants to bring him along some time. They
want to see if you can take it. Next item. Donald wants
some professional photos of you. I’ve made an
appointment for you tomorrow morning."
"What kind of photos?" Eva asked.
"Sexy shots. Wear some of the things you picked up the
other day at the Bon Ton. I’m sure they’ll want some
topless and maybe some nude shots, too. Wiley
especially likes your boobs. He has a thing about white
tits."
"Jason, I’m not sure about that. What if someone I know
sees them?"
"So what if they do? Big deal." Jason was taking off
his coat. "How about some of that great head, the boys
were talking about? They seemed to thing you have quiet
the talent as a cocksucker."
A little while later, Eva watched from the door as
Jason drove away. With the back of her hand she wiped
away the dripping sperm from her chin. She was
surprised that she felt disappointed that Jason had not
screwed her. She had actually been looking forward to
it.
CHAPTER SIX
That afternoon her husband came home with an anxious
expression. When she asked him what the problem was he
told her that he was a couple hundred dollars short of
the loan payment.
"Devon Marks is on his way to collect," Hal said.
"He’ll be here any minute."
"Don’t worry, Hal," Eva said. "I have enough to cover
the payment. Let me have what you have and I’ll talk
with him." She had no intention of giving Hal all of
the money she had gotten as a bonus. Hal didn’t enjoy a
good reputation of caring for money. At least as far as
she was concerned.
That suited Hal just fine. Devon Marks sacred the hell
out of him, and Marks bodyguard or enforcer, Burton
something, was almost as scary. He gave Eva what money
he had, and told her that he needed to go to the
hardware. He left telling her that he’d be back as soon
as he could. Eva knew he wouldn’t be back until the
loan shark left. She felt both pity and disgust for her
husband at that moment.
***
When Eva saw Devon Marks and his henchman, she could
understand her husbands fear. Marks was a large
imposing white man. Well over six feet tall, and
weighed close to three hundred pounds. His face was a
mass of scar tissue. His companion was about the same
size, but black and just as ugly and frightening.
When Eva answered the door she recoiled in shock and
fear at the sight of the man.
"Where’s Hal?" the man growled.
"He had to go out," Eva stammered.
"Did he leave something for me?"
"Yes, he did," Eva said, her voice trembling. "I’ll go
get it." Marks opened the storm door and came into the
living room. His man came with him. "Yes, come on in,"
Eva said unnecessarily. "I’ll just be a minute." She
hurried and got the envelope she had put the two
thousand dollars in. When she returned, both Marks and
his guard were sitting down. Wordlessly she handed the
big man the envelope. Marks opened it and counted the
bills.
"Short," Marks growled.
"No sir, there’s two thousand dollars in it. I counted
it myself." She realized that her voice was unnaturally
high.
"Yeah, but when I have to come for it, it’s extra. Tell
me, Honey, what’s a good lookin’ woman like you doin’
with a looser like Miller?"
"I…er…How much extra?"
"Don’t know yet," Marks said with an evil grin.
"Depends on how friendly you are."
"What do you mean?" she asked, knowing exactly what he
meant.
"Look Sweet tits, I ain’t got time to chitchat with
you. My man, Burton here, likes white women. You make
nice with Burt, and I’ll not charge nothing extra for
my trip. What do you say to that?"
"I say, no think you," Eva snapped.
"Fine," the man grinned. "You owe me another grand."
"What is I still say no," Eva asked.
"Then I’ll run ol’ Hal down and beat it out of him."
Marks answered. "Don’t make no difference to me."
"Give me back half of what I’ve paid and forget the
extra, and I’ll be very nice to Bert," Eva said. She
almost laughed at the surprised look on Marks ugly
face.
"Do it boss," Burton urged. "She’s a fine lookin’ piece
of ass."
"You got a deal, Lady," Marks said taking half of the
bills out of the envelope. "I watch you two. That’s
part of the deal."
Eva, surprised that she had made the offer, and even
more surprised that he took it, led both men to the
bedroom.
"Take everything off," Burt said when they reached the
room. "I want to see you naked first."
Eva slowly took off her clothes. She did it as
sinuously as she knew how. She made a production out of
removing her bra and panties. Both men were sporting a
hard-on. She knew this because Burton had removed his
clothes and his cock was standing out straight. Marks
kept tugging at his through his trousers.
Burton had a large cock, about the size of Donald
Griffin’s, except Burt’s cock had a bend in it. She
smiled in secret amusement, thinking that Bert’s dick
looked like it was looking around to the side. A short
while later that smile was wiped from her face. Bert
was a rough lover. Luckily she was aroused, and well
moistened when Bert took her, otherwise she would have
been hurt. He didn’t hesitate, he just slammed his cock
into her with no gentleness or finesse. He hammered
away for about ten minutes, bringing her to a nice
climax. When he got ready to come, he took his cock out
of her pussy, whipped the condom off and came profusely
on her face. While Marks and Burton watched she used
her hand and gathered the sperm off of her face and
licked her hand clean. That caused Marks to laugh
loudly.
"You are somethin’ else," Marks said. "We’ll see you
next week."
After the two thugs left, Eva sat down in the living
room floor and cried. Not so much for what she had
done, but for how easy it had been for her to do it.
***
"How come you didn’t mention that Marks charged extra
when he had to come get his money?" she asked Hal when
he came home an hour later.
"Huh? He never mentioned it before," Hal said. "How
much extra? Did you pay it?"
"Yes, Hal, I paid it," she said. "I took care of it, so
don’t worry about it."
To be continued...
Watch for part two coming soon. Remember this is all
fantasy. You have an obligation to protect yourself, so
do so.
Shooter
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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