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Wrong Place, Right Time: Part 2

by Stardog Champion


PART 2 Hearing the shower roar to life from the bathroom, it reminded LJ of something rather important he had to do. “Damn, man, I got to take a piss really bad!” he said to Jo Jo. “I saw a row of bathrooms on the way up,” Jo Jo offered, not knowing what LJ really had in mind. “Nah, I think I’ll just use the bathroom while she’s in there taking a shower, she’ll never know I’m in there,” LJ said as he carefully made his way to the bathroom door as Jo Jo just shook his head envying his friend’s brazenness. As LJ made his way into the bathroom, Jo Jo couldn’t help but look down at Stacy half asleep in the chair below him. The top two buttons of her shirt had come undone somehow, and she was lying there with a good bit of her small pale white breasts exposed because she hadn’t worn a bra. LJ knocked gently against the bathroom door waiting for a response. “Yea” Bev shouted over the spraying humm of the shower. “Stacy is that you, its open?” LJ didn’t answer, rather, he simply opened the door quietly, closed it without shutting it tight and walked over to the commode. Scattered across the bathroom floor, were the clothes that Bev had worn that evening. Her boots were standing up on the commode, her blue jeans and pink panties were bunched up together, and Bev’s large support bra, which LJ greatly admired, hung from the clothes rack with her shirt. He could see Bev’s wide frame behind the shower curtain bathing herself. After gently setting her boots off the toilet, he quickly unzipped his jeans, pulled his dick out of his pants, and proceeded to use the bathroom. “Stacy, did those guys leave yet, they were beginning to make me nervous but we really ought to be thankful they were so helpful. As God as my witness, I’ll never tell Mike about it,” Bev said, assuming it was in fact Stacy on the other side of the curtain. Bev could sense that there was someone on the other side of the curtain, but as she wiped her eyes clean, she realized the shadow of the person was way too large to be Stacy. Bev gulped from her long reinforced fear of being alone with a black man. Wiping the remaining suds from her eyes, she curiously peeked around the edge of the shower curtain and looked through the rising steamy fog to see who was actually in the bathroom with her. She could see LJ’s back to her as he began to work his cock back into his jeans. From the side, she got a momentary glance at his equipment, causing her to gasp. If Bev had waited just a few more moments to react, the course of the evening might have been completely altered. In that moment of utter transfixation, as LJ zipped up his pants and began to leave the bathroom, Bev had inexplicably grabbed the shower curtain tight in her hand and squeezed it so hard that one of the curtain’s supporting hooks snapped like a plastic twig, causing LJ to swing around in surprise. Bev bit her lip, closed her eyes and began to blush ruefully as the warm waters from the showerhead continued to pound her. “I am so sorry,” Bev whispered. “How long have you been looking?” LJ asked through the murky haze. “I swear I didn’t see a thing,” Bev tried to lie. “Then why do you look like you just saw a monster girl?” LJ mockingly asked. Bev’s eyes followed LJ’s hand down to his crotch. He slowly unzipped his pants, waiting for Bev to turn away or even worse, scream, but she didn’t. She only stood there behind the curtain, frozen, watching him pull his dick out as she licked her lips slightly. Buoyed by this, LJ reached deep inside his jeans and pulled his now half erect cock through the tight fit of the hole. He rubbed its length gently in his hand allowing Bev to watch it grow as he continued to stroke it for her. LJ’s cock seemed to be attached to an air hose, Bev thought, as she shivered watching it rise and inflate, until it pointed directly at her with its single eye. “You call this nothing, I’m hurt!” LJ mocked back at Bev, forcing her to recant her last statement. Her knees trembled behind the curtain, as she wondered what he had in mind for her. When LJ unsnapped his jeans, dropped them to the floor with his boxers and began to step out of them and walk towards her, Bev felt every nerve in her body from her brown curly hair down to her red toenails begin to vibrate. She was silent as LJ approached her, reaching with his muscular right arm to take a firm handful of the shower curtain covering her, and with one quick powerful tug, pulled it open revealing instantly, Beverly Morgan’s complete nudity. She tried weakly to cover herself, to no avail. Only two other men had ever seen her naked, and now as the hot water continued to pound down on her, a black man, ten years her junior who she didn’t even know an hour and a half earlier was leering openly at her completely naked white body. LJ reached over and cut the shower off with his right hand, grabbed a thick hotel towel with his left, and wrapped it around Bev as he helped her from the shower to dry her off. As he toweled her off from head to toe, he took special attention to drying off the inside of Bev’s fleshy thighs. LJ could plainly smell her the rich scent of her sex in the heavy moist air of the bathroom. He could see the liquid trail around the rim of her pussy as her vaginal lips had become extremely exaggerated anticipating what may lie ahead. Dropping the now soaked towel to the floor, LJ reached around Bev and picked her naked body off the ground, with more than a little difficulty. Bev had never had any man pick her voluptuous frame up in such a way. She felt weightless as her legs wrapped around LJ’s marbled black body. Bev clutched him tightly as he swung her around to get to the door. With a quick pull, the door swung open, feeling the jolt of the cool air-conditioned air rush up against them, he awkwardly carried her into the bedroom of the suite, where a wide-eyed Jo Jo and a still dazed Stacy were waiting. Stacy was still groggy from her alcohol-induced nap as she watched through her half opened eyes, the vision of her best friend in the whole world being carried by a tall black frame through the bathroom door towards the bed. Right then Stacy knew she had maybe had too much to drink. Her eyes swung fully open as LJ played Bev flat down onto the bed and let out an audibly relieved gasp. LJ stood above Bev, stroking his large black fuckpole in his hand as he used his knees to spread Bev’s chubby white thighs far apart. He dropped his cock onto her anxiously awaiting womanhood, rubbing the head of it over her clit and through her dense dark pubic mound, literally making Bev beg softly for him to stick it in her. LJ slowly let his cock descend a few inches into Bev’s desperate pussy before pulling it out again. Finally after deciding enough of her juices had coated it that it wouldn’t be too painful for her to accommodate his girth , LJ began the slow but delicious process of easing his dick deep into the divorcee’s aching wet pussy. Stacy looked at her friend’s face wince at the unnatural shock of something so large violating her under used quim. For reasons she didn’t want to accept, Stacy’s nipples hardened underneath her shirt as she watched her friend gyrate below her young black lover. Suddenly Jo Jo’s hands had reached down to Stacy, attempting to squeeze her titties through her half unbuttoned shirt. In a drunken whisper, Stacy pleaded with Jo Jo not to touch her in that way, “Stop it pleasssse!” she begged. “I’m married.” “OK, What’s his name?” Jo Jo quickly shot back. Stacy felt like shit when she couldn’t come up with Mike’s name immediately in her drunken lustful stupor. When she finally did, it was too late. Her hands had already joined Jo Jo’s on her chest, showing him how she liked her titties rubbed. Jo Jo ripped the other buttons off with a quick tug and began planting wet soulful kisses over Stacy’s shoulder, neck and mouth. Jo Jo then began undressing the dirty blond spitfire, who was suddenly as live now as a hot wire in the chair below. Jo Jo had undressed many many women during his 21 years. He quickly dispatched Stacy’s shirt, letting her small white titties bounce free. He began to unsnap her jeans, only to realize he had to take her boots off first. This would be a first for Jo Jo, he had never had the honor of taking the cowboy boots of a girl before he got ready to fuck her. As he bent down in front of Stacy’s drunk body, he lifted her legs one at a time and pulled her tight fitting boots off and dropped them to the floor breathing in the savor pleasant aroma of the new leather. Finally he was now able to pull Stacy’s jeans down her thighs, over her knees and off. Jo Jo had expected a protest perhaps from Stacy as he stripped her, but she even raised her hips slightly, allowing him easier access to pull her pants off. As Stacy sat squirming in the chair, all she had left on were her skimpy laced white panties. The a.c. had made her nipples very hard and they jutted out from her small white orbs obscenely. When Jo Jo firmly took the elastic of her panties in his hand, he wasted no time yanking them down hard. Several red blush blemishes has arisen all over Stacy’s face and chest as she nervously realized she had broken one of her ultimate taboos, submitting completly sexually for a black man. Her legs spread wantonly however, allowing Jo Jo unhindered access to her seething sex pot. Jo Jo had made love to dozens of women in his life, and he relished this moment each time when the girl was spread so expectantly waiting for him to descend upon her. Out of the corner of his eye, Jo Jo saw Stacy’s new boots and he had an idea. He had fucked countless women in heels, stockings, and in their bare feet. But he had never fucked one who had a pair of cowboy boots on. He reached over and grabbed the boots one by one and put them back on Stacy’s bare feet. The sight of her little pale white legs splayed nakedly for him with the boots on her feet was one of the most erotic things Jo Jo had ever witnessed. LJ even whistled over while he was drilling Bev to voice his approval. “She’s come a long way from calling us black motherfuckers back at the club dude,” LJ added as Bev moaned loudly underneath him. Jo Jo lifted Stacy’s petite body off the chair and took a comfortable seat underneath her. He could feel the wet spot on the cushion where Stacy’s soaked pussy had dripped onto the upholstery. He then sat her back down on top of him, allowing her long dark blonde hair to spill across his wide chiseled chest. Jo Jo then lifted his long black penis out from between his legs, used his index and middle fingers to spread open Stacy’s puckering vaginal lips, and dipped his black magic wand deep into the recesses of Stacy’s married and more than slightly racist tight quivering cunt. Jo Jo felt the familiar body jerk that Stacy experienced as it coursed through her body, as his cock plowed against the back wall of her vagina for the first time.”OHHHHHH GGGODDDD, “ she cried above him. “You can’t even remember your own husband’s name, you stupid little bitch,” Jo Jo cruelly taunted her. “Bet you won’t be able to forget mine the next time he tries to stick his little limp dick in you, will you, WILL YOU!!” Jo Jo demanded as he intensified his thrusts. As he continued to pound Stacy from underneath, Jo Jo looked over Stacy’s trembling shoulder to watch LJ continue to lay it to the bigger of the girls that he had carried back from the shower. LJ had now made Bev gets on her knees, and was fucking her with brutal precision doggy style. LJ had a firm grasp on each of Bev’s fleshy white hips with his strong black hands and was continuing to jam his churning 9-inch rod deep within Bev’s womb with each downward thrust. Bev’s whole body shook violently as if she was nothing more than a plate full of white jello during an earthquake. Bev had clinched her eyes tightly shut as her makeup smeared the pillow she had her face buried in. Watching his buddy so completely and efficiently satisfy Bev made Jo Jo fuck Stacy that much harder as she was helplessly perched on top of him. As Jo Jo continued to make Stacy scream, he realized she was going to be just as vocal during sex as she had when she was calling people names back at the club. Her groans had now turned into shrieks as Jo Jo placed both of his rough masculine hands over Stacy’s fury pubic mound and ground her pussy roughly down onto his cock each time as he rammed it deeper and deeper inside of her. “Do you like my black cock, little girl?” Jo Jo taunted her through clenched teeth into her ear. “Oh Shit OOHHhh Shit OOOOOHHHFFFUCCKINNNNGGGSSHIIT YESSSS. UUUMMMMM!! II’MMMM CUMMMIINNGG AAHH! III’MMMMMCUMMMINNNG AALLLOOVVVER YOURRR BBBLAACK DICK!” Stacy screamed at the top of her lungs as her body took over, and her orgasm swept like wildfire through her tiny frame. A couple of tears dribbled out of the corner of her eyes onto Jo Jo’s chest as she let out her primal scream. Jo Jo then pulled his black snake out from the tight and quivering grip of Stacy’s pussy and placed it into her shaking hands. She pumped it blindly in her rapidly moving hands until it began shooting long, sleek hot streams of cum straight up towards Stacy’s upper body, coating her small breasts, flat stomach and plush bush. She drunkenly whispered up at Jo Jo in admiration,” I’ve never seen so much cum in my life, God I’m a mess!” As Jo Jo’s orgasm began to die down, LJ’s was just beginning. LJ had spun Bev around once again and had her laying flat on her back, as he straddled her chest with his knees down on each side of her arms. He was roughly titty fucking Bev, commanding her to lick his cock with her tongue each time he slithered it through the impressive endowment of her ample bosom. He then grabbed her firmly by her curly brown hair and eased his ready to explode cock between her hungry opened lips. LJ gasped as his cock slapped against the back of Bev’s throat and she tried desperately to catch her breath. After 10 slow facefucking thrusts, LJ’s cum shot like a cannon from his large balls that were resting on Bev’s chin and flowed right down her gullet. This was the first time Bev had ever allowed a man to shoot his load in her mouth and the torrent was so great she didn’t have the opportunity to savor it. Her mouth filled up so fast she had to swallow quickly and what she didn’t swallow, seeped lewdly down her lips, over her chin and then onto her large white breasts. With Stacy still purring on top of Jo Jo, begging him to fuck her again, Jo Jo laughingly added “You girls are a mess, hey LJ, I got an idea. You want to help me clean these freaks up?” LJ looked over his shoulder at Jo Jo and nodded while Bev continued to lick his cock clean. He knew exactly what Jo Jo had in mind! PART 3 COMING SOON


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