Da Boom Boom Girls (part 3)

A week after the sorority had been ransacked by the black frat boys,
I found myself in the back seat of a slick convertible Cadillac.  We
were parked at a local make out point.  Next to me was a very
attractive black girl name Rolanda.  We had just made love.  I had
had my first black experience and it was sooooo nice!  Up front was
Hal in the drivers seat, and another black girl named Debbie on the
passenger side.  Hal still didn't know about Susan's excursions into
black lust. He was here because he really liked this girl.  It
turned out that all the times he had me go to pick up Susan he was
down at the Debbie's dorm trying to get a date with her.  He hadn't
broken up with Susan, he still cared allot about her, but I sensed
he was favoring Debbie.  What he was really doing was taking the
coward's way out, he was going to see if things were going to work
out with Debbie before he broke up with Susan.  He had made love to
Debbie in the front seat, and the sounds told me it was fantastic.
He was really trying to win her over.  He had made up his mind that
Susan was just a little to perfect to have any nasty fun with.  He
had heard black girls were incredibly wild in the sack, and most
wouldn't object to things as unheard of as anal sex.  Of course I
knew a few things about Susan that he didn't.

We were getting ready to leave when a pick up truck pulled up next
to us.  It came to a quick stop, and a black guy leaned his head out
the window and said, 'How you folks doin'?  I sees you got
yourselves a couple a dates there.'  It was Winston, and he was
obviously trying to be a full on asshole.  Debbie said to Hal, 'lets
get out of here. That's Winston and he's a real jerk.'  Hal didn't
like to be fucked with especially by some no class black.  In the
same way Stacy had been ignorant about blacks; he wasn't all too
comfortable with them either. The black girls were the exception; it
was the guys he thought beneath him.  He wasn't about run away from
this guy and wouldn't start the car.  Debbie said, 'This guy has a
real peeve about white guys dating blacks.  His momma left his dad
and him for a white businessman and it devastated him.  He's just
got a prejudice history against white boys.' Hal just gave him a
hard stare, and Debbie warned again, 'if you don't pull outta here
right now Rolanda and I are walking out.'  Hal looked at her, and
knew she was serious.

Winston piped up now, 'This must be interracial night.  Huh?'  Hal
ignored him and started up the car.  He began to back out when a big
van came up fast from behind almost hitting us.  Hal stopped and I
looked around.  The van had us trapped.  'Going somewhere,' Winston
said, and started laughing.  A car pulled up next to the van, and a
big fat guy came over to our car.  He opened the back door and said,
'ladies these guys are going to be awhile.'  Why don't you let me
give you a lift home.'  'Who the fuck are you,' Hal yelled.  Debbie
said, 'It's okay, Hal, he goes to school with us.  We'll get some
help.'  The fat guy then said, 'these boys ain't going to have any
trouble.  They're just getting a front row seat to the hottest show
in town.  Unfortunately the material isn't  suitable for ladies.'  I
was relieved to know that we weren't going to have trouble, if this
fat guy was telling the truth that is.  Hal said, 'go on, Debbie,
well be okay. Just make sure you get home safe.'  She kissed him,
got out with Rolanda, and drove off with the fat man.

Winston said, 'Well seeing how it's interracial night and all, I
came prepared.'  He leaned back and a white girls leaned forward and
waved at us.  She had long blonde hair, sunglasses, and something
shiny on top of her head.  Winston opened up the truck door, went to
the back, and began to lay out a blanket as he said, 'so now, seeing
as you two are so opened minded about these things I want you to get
a good look at my lady friend.'  He jumped up into the back of the
truck bed and helped her up on the opposite side.  She had on a long
blue satin dress with a white sash that read 'Miss America'.  The
thing on her head was a silver princess style crown.  She was
beautiful, and for all I knew she could have really been Miss
America.  She waved a noble wave at us with a white-gloved hand.
'Tell me now, is this the finest lady ya ever did see?'  The van
door slid open and I saw about four black guys who I didn't know get
out and start clapping.  One of them whistled and shouted out, 'damn
straight, she's a fine lady.'

I could see Hal was getting upset.  This was exactly the thing his
southern upbringing had made him uncomfortable with.  Then as I
watched the girl again, I realized it was Susan.  My face must have
displayed my discovery because Winston gave me a big wink, as if to
say, 'That's right!  You're looking at little Miss Sue.'  He then
started rubbing her shoulders and telling her to relax.  He brought
his head down on her shoulder and started blowing into her ear.
'Does this bother you,' he asked Hal, 'does it bother you to see a
big black man blowing into this sweet young girls ear?  Because if
it does than you certainly aren't going to like this.'  He began to
kiss her face and caressing her sides.  She leaned her head back and
gave her a deep passionate kiss. One of the four guys yelled out, 'I
think she's warming up to you man.' He then broke the kiss and said,
'Now I never pay attention to anything in those beauty pageants
except the swim suit competition.  I couldn't give a fuck if she's
got a thought in her head or if she can twirl a baton.  All I care
about in my white woman is if she got a fine ass.'

He zipped down the back of the dress and it fell directly to the
ground.  'He said, 'whoops!  We forgot the swimsuit.'  Except for
the white Miss America sash she was stark naked, her pale flesh in
contrast to the darkness of the night.  The guys started whooping
and howling as that dress came down.  One shouted, 'Damn, Winston,
you've out done yourself.  That's the finest girl you've come up
with yet.'  Winston spun her around so we could see her ass, and
while she was facing him he began to kiss her and let his hands run
down her ass and squeeze.  He reached down, pulled up a dozen red
roses, and rewarded Miss America with them.  She held them to her
naked chest and smiled a model smile. Winston then said, 'Yep!
She'll do just fine.'  And then he let his hands really go wild.
She slowly let the roses fall as his dark hands squeezed at her
breast and rubbed down the curves of her thighs.  He put his mouth
on her nipple and began to suck at it and nip it with his teeth.  He
pushed his hand down between her legs, which brought about catcalls
from the other guys again.  She let her legs open to accommodate his
long fingers and allow them to get into position.  He hooked two
fingers into her wet snatch and pushed in past the knuckle. He began
to finger fuck her and she started to cry very softly, 'oooh!' Her
legs swung open a little wider and gave us a better view.

Hal was squirming in his seat looking away for awhile and then
looking back.  He was in utter disgust.  The whole thing was really
fucking strange.  It was a war of hypocrites.  A white guy who liked
black girls but couldn't tolerate a black male with a white female,
and a black guy who liked white girls but couldn't allow a white man
to date a black. The whole thing didn't bother me much; the show was
just turning me on. Winston started to take his clothes off now and
as his pants came down to reveal his huge cock; applause rose from
the other guys.  He said, 'you know where to begin.'  And Miss
America did, she dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth.
It stuffed her cheeks and her jaw dropped as low as it could go.
'Look how these white girls love my dick.  They can't get enough,
they just can't get enough.'  Stacy's long blonde wig hung all the
way down and swept his feet.  As her bobbing got faster pretty waves
began to run up and down the hair.  Winston reached down, grabbed a
rose, and ripped the flower from the stem.  As she sucked he reached
over her and began to grind the flower over her ass cheeks, staining
it red.  She got further down on her hands and knees and then tilted
her head up so his cock was hanging straight into her mouth.  Her
hair fell out of her face and we could see just how much cock she
took.  She had managed about six inches before it stopped in her
throat.  Winston pulled off her sunglasses and tossed them aside.
With her soft brown eyes she looked straight up and into Winston's.
He smiled and reached down to caress her cheeks, feeling his cock
slipping in and out.  Hal still didn't recognize her, it was too
dark.

They finally stopped and she leaned against the truck cab while he
got behind her.  He slipped the head of it in and then jammed the
rest right in behind it.  She let out a cry, and he started to get a
rhythm going. The guys were shouting like crazy.  He said, 'tell me
Miss America, do you have a significant other?'  Susan said, 'Yes,
yes I have a boyfriend.'  'Is he white?' he asked.  'Yes,' she said
and then let out a moan in favor of the cock jammed inside her.
'Then tell me,' he said, 'why are you impaled on a huge black cock
right now?'  She said, 'because I love it sooo much!'  Her legs
slipped apart a little and gave him deeper access which he
immediately made use of.  He asked, 'So what you're telling me is
that I fuck better than you're boyfriend?'  'You fuck me better,'
she answered, 'you fuck me harder, you fuck me longer, you fuck me
faster, and youuu fuuuck meee deeeper!'  He looked at Hal and said,
'well there you go, gents!  You've heard the little lady verdict.
Now if you don't mind, I'm going to give her what she most
graciously desires.'  He then grabbed a hold of her hips and really
gave it to her.  Her little crown was starting to slide down her
face and she began to have a series of orgasms.

After about fifteen minutes of his rhythmic pounding he started to
collect her juices on her finger and greased up her asshole with a
long black finger.  When it was ready he slid out and poked at her
back door.  He took it slow and her face winced up with each new
inch.  His cock was so big that it bent a few times as he crammed it
into that tight little hole.  It finally got to where he had his
rhythm back only now he was ass fucking her.  She was bent over a
little more and he tits made a thud sound as they swung against the
cab.  The white sash was sliding up and down her back.  Their bodies
were clapping together and his balls were whipping her pelvis.  He
grabbed some of that long blonde hair and put it in his mouth.  He
bit it and shook his head about like a mad dog.  He began to slap
the sides of her hips and growl.  He looked insane towering over
that petite white girl with his massive black dick getting driven
unbelievably far up that tiny asshole.  He got going faster, then
let the hair fall from his mouth, looked up into the sky, and
shouted at the top of his lungs, 'GODDAMN I LOVE TO FUCK A WOMAN IN
HER ASS.  ESPECIALLY IF IT'S A HOT WHITE ASS.  YOU HERE THAT WORLD?
MY BIG BLACK DICK IS POUNDING INTO A PRECIOUS WHITE ASS!'  He was on
top of the world at that very moment.  This was his prime mission in
life.  He was venting his anger over the white man whom stole his
momma from him, by subjecting poor Hal to this irrationally
conceived scheme.  Not to mention he was getting to fuck the finest
piece of ass in the whole damn state.

He brought her ass lower and threw one leg up along side her.  Now
he had a chance to lay in some real long deep strokes.  She was
practically choking on her own moans, and Winston felt himself about
to explode.  He grabbed his dick and spun Susan around.  He pulled
her closer by the back of her neck so her head got slung backwards,
and then began to unload down her throat.  The thick cum came out in
wavy jets that splattered her face and teeth.  She tried to lick her
teeth clean but more and more came streaming out.  The guys were
hollering and saying shit like, 'now there's a pretty site if I ever
saw one.'  Winston took a bow and motioned for some applause and
directing it towards his lady friend.

He looked at Hal and said, 'Now I want you to know one thing, every
time you even kiss a black girl, I am going to give some white girl
the same treatment you saw her tonight.  And just so you know, the
treatment ain't over yet.'  He grabbed his clothes and jumped out of
the truck. Two other guys climbed in and got undressed.  Hal said to
me, 'how'd there get to be so many sluts in this town.'  I hoped to
god that he'd never find out Stacy was the girl before us, for that
would have killed him.

We sat there for two and a half-hours as each guy took his turn, and
during that time I really began to hate Winston.  His little show
was wasted on me, I actually found the whole thing pretty exciting,
and all he managed to do for Hal was piss him off.  It wouldn't end
here. Winston knew the results of this would only inflame the
situation.  I did find it funny, though, that it was prejudices that
made them vulnerable to attack in the first place.

I began to hate Susan too.  She turned her pleasures into a
destructive addiction.  She had maintained control in every other
part of her life but lost it when it came to black cock.  She'd do
anything for it, which meant doing anything for Winston.  She even
went along in this little show to hurt someone she really cared
about, and all for black cock. And the prime reason the almighty
black dick was so appealing to this perfect girl was that it was a
form of degradation to her.  And the problem with that is it
degrades the other people involved.  But then who am I to say that
she was fucking up, she did cum more in the last week than all the
years before put together.  And there she was, right before me,
enjoying yet another load dumped into her mouth.  Perhaps I just
hated her because she had chosen Winston as her spiritual black cock
advisor, and I certainly hated Winston!
      
The next day I went to the sorority house.  I had made up my mind,
that I'd ask the newest pledge to Pi Pi Pi, out on a date.  Her name
was Eve.  She was nineteen, stood a scant five-two, and had to weigh
less than a hundred pounds.  She had the best smile, and when she
really felt good her eyes arced, her high cheekbones would get even
higher, and her whole face filled you with joy.  She was great to be
around.  Her breasts were small enough that they'd completely
disappear under her baggy sweaters.  She had small hips and wore
long skirts that hung straight down off them.  There was only one
problem and that was Stacy. Stacy was trying to coax Eve into
something that I hoped Eve wouldn't become apart of.  I think you
know what I'm talking about.

I was waiting in the living room for Eve to come back from class.  I
got bored and went upstairs to see if Stacy or Susan would know why
Eve was so late.  I saw that Stacy's door was open.  I walked down
the hall until I could see inside.  She was laying on the bed with
Mike.  She was naked except for her cowboy boats.  Mike was on top
and gently fucking her.  It made me feel like a pervert, but I
decided to watch for just a little while anyway.  The sunlight
flooded the room and it was dark in the hall so I didn't think they
could see me.  Apparently, Mike wasn't putting enough effort into
his strokes, so Stacy grabbed a ridding crop off her night stand.
She had brought all her things from the ranch and the room looked
like a museum of horse riding equipment, complete with cowhide rugs
and a bullwhip on the wall.  She swung behind her with the ridding
crop, and stuck Mike in the ass.  'Fuck that hurt, woman!'  She
said, 'come on there doggy.  Let's git a muvin!'  She smacked him
again.  He said, 'So you really wanna get fucked?' he asked, 'Then
here we go!'  Before he could really plow into her, she smacked his
ass two more times.  He yelled, 'gimmie that thing,' and grabbed it
from her hands.  He pulled out and flipped her over on her knees.
He started to pump her and then stopped.  He said, 'now you fuck me
for awhile!'  He whipped her ass with the crop and she said,
'owwweee!'  'Come on and fuck me then woman,' he told her and gave
her ass another whip.  She shoved back on his dick digging the toes
of her boots into the bed.  He whipped her ass again and she shoved
a little harder, getting a little more of his black cock inside her.
Mike kneeled there rigid letting that voluptuous thing do all the
work.  As she came back on him he gave a little shove forward, and
got the last of that fat cock shoved in. She let out a startled cry
and he said, 'That's more like it, take the whole damn thing.  Now
faster, cowgirl!'  He whipped again, and she really started fucking
that big dick.

The site of that round ass and pretty back bucking around in front
of him put Mike in the mood to fuck like never before.  He grabbed
her hips and took over the slamming. Her butt was covered with red
streaks from the ridding crop.  He said loud, 'Oh baby, if your
daddy could only see you now!' and gave her one final whip.

Stacy got an idea and reached for the phone.  She dialed and waited.
Mike just kept banging he wasn't about to be bothered by a phone
call. Stacy could hardly talk when the person picked up.  She said
breathless, Hi daddy!  It's me, it's yuh, your little darlin!'
Mike couldn't believe it!  She had called her dad in the middle of
fucking.  If the little girl wanted to play games then so be it.  He
pulled out and began to work it into her ass.  She had to bite on
the pillow to keep from screaming into the receiver.  She told her
dad she was in the middle of her work out, that's way she was
breathing so hard.  Mike had it in and was really starting to move.
Stacy couldn't stand it anymore and handed the phone to Mike.  He
put it to his ear and Stacy screamed into her pillow.  The idea of
having her dad on the phone whilst fucking his daughter got him
really excited.  He said, 'Hi, sir!  I'm a friend of Stacy's!'  She
told him to tell her dad that there were a lot of blacks in the
city.  He did, and I could just barley her father say, 'I heard
y'all got a buncha niggers out there!'  I saw Mike face get
frighteningly mad.  He dropped the phone, and said in a soft angry
voice and not loud enough for her father to her, 'nigger this, man.'
He spread his fingers apart and got a good grip on that cowgirl's
butt, and then he fucked into that ass like never before.  Stacy was
howling into the pillow and kicking the bed with her boots.  The
sound of his skin blasting against hers was loud enough to her down
stairs.  When he felt his anger subsiding he eased off and picked up
the phone again.  'Sorry sir!  Where were we?'  The look on his face
returned, obviously her father said the magic word yet again.  'Hey,
your daughter wants you to hear something,' he said and shoved the
phone right under her ass and left it there.  Then he really went to
town.  Stacy legs were kicking again and her arms clutched at her
comforter.  Mike was obsessed; he wanted to fuck that girl's hinney
right into the next state.  I could hear his slippery cock as it
slid through her asshole ending up god knows where inside.  Stacy
began to slow down the kicking, but Mike kept right on fucking as
hard as he could.  Her never ending supply of energy and cowgirl
zest was being defeated, drained by an infuriated mammoth cock.

Mike picked up the phone again and said, 'I heard things in Texas
are big.  I just want you to know that I've got something here
that's bigger than anything in Texas.  Give up?  It's my
hospitality.  I wantcha to know I've been filling your daughter full
of some huge hospitality. She's a real trooper about it too.'

He threw the phone up to Stacy and felt himself on the verge of
cummin. Stacy could sense it and said to her father fast,  'Daddy I
got to go. Someone is cummin in me  I mean coming for me.'  She
hung up the phone.  Mike said, 'your daddy just cost you one major
ass blow out.' He got on his feet, still in her, grabbed her waist
and a hand full of hair, and fucked that little white ass so hard
the bed was doing the two step around the room.  In no time he was
ready to come.  He pulled out, grabbed her head, and drove it down
on his cock.  He started shooting deep into her throat, nearly
bypassing her mouth all together.  He grabbed her hair and made sure
she wasn't going anywhere.  He watched her take one of his biggest
loads ever.  He said, 'Sorry, Stacy, for getting a little rough, but
this one is all for your goddamn dad.  And swallow it all, I don't
want none of his load going to waste.'  She just looked up at him
with her twinkling blue eyes as the last of the hot fluid blew down
her throat.  She had got exactly what she wanted.

I backed down the hall and then I heard someone behind me.  I turned
fast and saw little Eve standing there.  She had the face of a pixie
and incredibly straight hair.  I was sweating from watching Stacy
and Mike. She said, 'oh, I'm sorry.  What are you doing up here,
Charles?'  I was caught and couldn't think fast enough to get myself
out.  I said the first thing that came to my head, 'I was looking
for you, Eve!'  I wiped my brow and said, 'man it's hot today.'  We
went down stairs and talked.  At the magic moment, I asked her, 'so,
Eve, I know schools got you busy, but are you free to go out this
weekend, and  I don't know grab a pizza or something.'  Pizza!
What the hell was I saying?  She said, 'well, I already made plans
to go to the handicap fund-raiser. I'm sorry.  I'm have to bus
tables.  If ya'd asked sooner, perhaps.'  'Oh that's okay, I was
just wondering,' I said.  Then she added, 'Hey, I could get you a
spot bussing the tables next to me.  It'll be a like a working
date.'  I asked, 'is there going to be cripples all over.  They kind
of give me the willys!'  'Not a lot of cripples, just people with
lots of money.'  'Count me in.' I had made my first date with her, I
was suddenly the happiest mother fucker this side of the funny farm.
Hal came in and waved hi, then marched on up the stairs towards
Susan's room.  Eve asked me, 'Shit, is that Susan's boyfriend?'  I
told her yes it was, and she said as she got up, 'Susan's got
company!  We gotta stop him.'  I followed her up the stairs.  Hal
saw that the door wasn't completely shut and pushed it open just as
we got there.  We all saw into the room at the same time.

Susan was on her side with her limber leg up, its knee pressed to
her ear.  One black pole a just smaller than a tennis ball can, was
speared into her wide spread cunt.  She saw us and shouted, 'oh no!'
Winston was right at the verge of cumming, and had no intention of
stopping for the sudden commotion in the room.  He kept her leg held
back, gave a few last deep fast strokes, and then pulled out and
milked his dick over the out side of her pussy, for all to see.  It
flooded through her fine brown hairs; some missing and shooing clear
across her chest.

Hal yelled, 'you son-of-a-bitch!' and charged towards him.  I
grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.  Winston got up and went
for his pants.  Susan became suddenly uncomfortable with being naked
in front of both her lovers at the same time.  She stood covering
her breasts and pussy with her hands.  Winston put on his pants and
said, 'okay, I'm done.  You can have what's left, boyfriend.  I'd
advise first cleaning her up a bit, as I kind of left a mess.  Not
like last night though! You should have seen how we filled with a
black cum combo in the truck.'  Hal broke free from me and ran
towards him.  It was a stupid move.  Winston swung and caught him
hard in the mouth.  Hal flew right over backwards and lay down flat
as if knocked out.  Winston grabbed Susan by the waist and bent her
over the bed.  He scooped across her pussy and got a hand full of
his own cum.  He bent over Hal and said, 'If you ever wanna buy your
girlfriend some cologne, this would be her brand.'  He wiped it down
Hal's face, eyes, nose, lips, and all.  This brought Hal back to
life and he immediately pulled his legs up, put his feet on
Winston's chest, and tossed him across the room.  Winston smacked
his head on the dresser, and brought Susan's cuddly care-bear
collection tumbling softly down.  He wasn't knocked out, but he was
pretty dizzy.  Hal got up and started towards him.  Hal was only
half his size but I thought for sure that he'd kick Winston's head
in right before our us.

Suddenly Hal stopped short of him.  He turned and ran out of the
room. Susan ran after him, still stark naked and covered with cum.
I looked at Eve and asked, 'So are they going to provide us with
uniforms for this Charity thing-a-ma-jig?'

Hal ended up getting real serious with Debbie.  He treated her like
a lady, and she was mighty appreciative of it.  He didn't care about
Susan after that day, not because she enjoyed getting balled by a
black guy, so much as, he just didn't like the way she had
mistreated him.  I can't say I blame him either.  I think he even
realized it was his own prejudice that brought on the worst of it.
Perhaps the whole experience was some sort of prejudicial over load
and he just became immune to it. It didn't really matter, just so
long as he could spend the rest of his life with Debbie, then people
could screw whom ever they damn well pleased.  But he must have
grown some, because in order for him to truly love Debbie, he had
too have appreciated who she was , and who her whole black family
was, including all eight of her brothers.

