by Big Herc
Laura’ chest was still heaving and her thighs shaking from the previous climax, when Tone eased his tongue down to her crinkled asshole. He pushing it past her anal ring and sent her back into orgasm heaven. He used his tongue like a little missile, plunging it in and out of her asshole as deep as he could. Hard as steel, Tone’s monstrous black member was now throbbing, yearning to enter Laura’s aroused, wet snatch. Licking his way up her mound, he kissed around her belly button and sucked on her nipples. Then he pressed his lips to her mouth and gave her a taste of her own pussy and ass, wrestling with her thick tongue.
Tone could see that Arnold was heavily engaged in stroking his small erection and was covered in sweat.
“Give it to her Tone! Fuck my wife with that black tool of yours! I want to see your black cock stretching her white pussy!” Arnold shouted.
Tone pressed his muscular stomach against Laura’s smooth belly and plunged his throbbing pole up her soft, smooth cunt and they fucked a long delicious fuck. Being that it was Tone’s second erection of the night, his urge to cum right away was delayed. This allowed him to thrust inside Laura’s gripping cunt with a lustful fury, while she cried out bawdy words, basking in delight. This animalistic display of fucking sent Arnold over the edge and he came spurting sperm all over his legs and hand.
“Don’t stop Tone! Don’t stop! Keep fucking the slut! She needs a good dicking! Give it to her in her ass!” Arnold raved, as he continued to tug on his deflating prick.
Rolling Laura onto her side in the spoon position, Tone placed her right leg on his shoulder and moved between her thighs in a scissor configuration. Her ass was already moist from his saliva when he eased his cock into her bowels. She made only a slight moan when it bottomed out past her anal ring.
“Oh God, make me your fucking ass whore! I want to feel your cum inside my asshole!” Laura screamed, as she felt her rosebud tingle and warm up. She was ready for a dick down.
Tone pumped her asshole furiously before he felt the cum rising into his cockhead. He jerked cumming with glorious spurts that curled his toes and made him moan. Laura’s delicious body wiggled against Tone’s until her tight back door had milked the last drops of cum from his pulsating shaft.
Arnold, by this time, had worked up a second weak erection and wanted to fuck his wife’s freshly cumed in asshole. Tone motioned Arnold over to the bed, and then scooted around to Laura’s face so that she could suck his cock clean. She ravaged the ass juice and cum that covered his dick.
“Honey you know what to do? Come fuck my freshly creamed ass? Feel what a real man's sperm feels like in my butt hole,” Laura whined. She rolled over onto her stomach and pulled her ass cheeks apart giving her husband easy access to her leaking rectum. Arnold’s penis slid into Laura’s ass easily as he rammed it to the hilt, squishing Tone’s cum around his shaft.
Arnold lasted only ten strokes before he came, exhausting himself. He hunched over Laura’s back and smiled at Tone with content as his cum dribbled out her ass. This salacious escapade would be the beginning of a beautiful friendship between Tone, Laura and Arnold. She would appear in multiple “Fresh Out” scenes in the months to come.
Chapter 16
Arnold and Laura Morgan insisted that Tone use their Dana Point mansion as the location to shoot “Fresh Out” volume fifteen. They had become good friends since the lewd night at the Anaheim Hilton and Tone had been over to their house multiple times clocking dollars. He'd slung cock to Laura and her friends incorporating DDH and the girls on occasion. Laura and Arnold’s friends had no problem paying for cock or pussy and Tone had no problem providing it. It was a win, win situation for everybody and the money flowed freely into Tone’s pocket.
Prince and Billy were already at the Morgan’s home when Tone, DDH, Pam, Jennifer and Brianna arrived. Arnold was giving Prince and Billy a tour of the house, while Laura got ready in the upstairs bedroom with a couple of close friends, Janal and Cindy. They were also married swingers and down for anything involving the “Fresh Out” series. They enjoyed having their pussies serviced by black cock.
Janal was in her late fifties, about five foot eight, with long brown hair down to the middle of her back. She had blue eyes, red lips and grapefruit size silicone enhanced breasts that compliment a small butt. Her peach Prada shorts fit loosely on her petite ass, to the point where you could see up her hairless crotch when she bent over. Her pierced nipples also poked out visibly through her form fitting yellow top.
Cindy was also in her fifties, but was short, about five foot one, and ghetto thick. She had shoulder length jet black hair, pretty Spanish features, large natural tits and a horse ass.
They were all talking and giggling when Tone and the crew walked into the room. Janal was helping Laura pick out an outfit and Cindy was fussing with Laura about makeup.
“Just because you’re about to get fucked like a whore, doesn’t mean that you have to wear your makeup like a whore,” Cindy joked, clowning.
“We all know that you’re the queen of whores Cindy, so makeup with you doesn’t really matter,” Laura retorted, as she looked up to see Tone. “Hello Tone.” Laura was excited to officially be considered a porn star. Since the first video they'd made together, she'd had gained the confidence of a diva and even started her own fan club. She'd become very popular on the website and always put on a hot scene.
“How are you doing, Stud!” Janal said, dropping the outfit she had been holding onto the floor, walking up to DDH giving him a deep kiss on the lips. She had been fucking DDH now for two months, at least once a week and couldn’t get enough of his chocolate dick. She had met DDH, the same night Tone had met Laura. Janal could feel her coochie steaming through her shorts as she rubbed her pussy against DDH’s bulge.
“Hi Tone! Do I get a kiss?” Cindy said seductively, opening up her arms as if to invite Tone into her pillows of love. She and Tone had fucked like animals a week ago and her husband had fucked Pam in an overnight freak session at their Laguna Beach spread. Tone had made her climax at least 8 times and he busted no less than five nuts throughout the night. Cindy’s sports bra did little to conceal her gigantic jugs which had a habit of popping out. When Tone walked over to give her a kiss, he slid his tongue into her mouth and casually popped a titty out, tweaking her nipple. She emitted a low moan from her throat and reached down to grab his cock.
“Hey you guys,” Brianna said sternly, “we have a scene to shoot.”
“Well how about we make it an orgy?” DDH slurred, easing his finger in and out of Janal’s soppy pussy.
“I don’t have a problem with that DDH, but it would help if you at least gave me a chance to set the camera up so that we could get it all on film,” Brianna responded frustrated.
“Let’s save it for the camera, DDH,” Tone said, pulling back from Cindy. His dick had made a visible tent in his pants. “You girls go ahead and finish up and let us know when you’re ready to shoot. We’ll go downstairs and kick it with the guys until then. Laura, do you mind sharing the scene with Cindy and Janal?”
“Actually, we were kind of hoping that you would let all of us perform in the scene together. Kind of like a group sex inauguration,” she said happily.
“Shit, I don’t have a problem with that. The more pussy and asshole to fuck, the better. Jennifer and Pam will help you girls with your outfits and makeup. Come on, let’s bounce DDH so that they can do their thang.” Tone said, exiting the room with DDH.
“Don’t we get a kiss?” Pam and Jennifer remarked in sync, stepping in front of Tone and DDH, blocking the bedroom door.
“Girls, you don’t have to ask for a kiss,” Tone retorted, giving each girl a kiss on the lips, with DDH following suite. They both then went up to Brianna, who looked a little flustered and gave her kisses all over her face and neck until she started giggling.
“Alright, alright, you two, I know you love me, but if you don’t stop, there won’t be anybody left to shoot the scene, because
I’ll be stuffed with both of your cocks in my holes and we’ll all be fucking,” Brianna voiced.
“That doesn’t sound like a bad idea,” Tone said, grabbing Brianna’s ass.
“Tone, get out of here so that we can get this shoot rolling. You’re such a horny bastard,” Brianna responded, pushing Tone away playfully.
“Alright girl, just making sure you’re alright. We don’t have time for any pouty faces around here,” Tone said, slapping her ass on the way out the door.
“Have to make sure you spread the love around my nigga. The women have a tendency to get jealous. You should probably set aside a night this week for just you and her so you can royally wax that ass. She needs to have the coochie charged up.” DDH said, as they walked down the hallway towards the stairs.
“You’re right, family. I ‘m going to do something special for her this weekend, just the two of us. But right now I have to take a shit. Go ahead and let Prince and Billy know that we have two more housewives to tax and tell Arnold I’m taking a gangsta in his guest bathroom.”
“Damn nigga, you just took a dump before we left the house,” DDH commented laughing.
“I know, it’s the damn protein shakes.” Tone and DDH both started laughing as DDH headed downstairs and Tone headed to the bathroom.
Tone had squeezed out a major log and was wiping his ass, when the bathroom door flew open. In walked a barely legal redhead, with perky tits, stuffed in a red bikini top and blue cutoff jean shorts.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” the redhead said, covering up her eyes.
“Don’t trip, Baby Girl,” Tone responded, flushing the toilet, pulling up his pants. “I’ve done shitted in front of women before, it all comes out the same,” he said, washing his hands in the sink.
“You must be Laura and Arnold’s daughter, Monica.”
“How’d you know?” she said bashfully.
“You’re a spitting image of your mom. Red hair, freckles and fine as a muthafucka. What are you doing here? I thought you stayed in San Diego?”
“I’m just up visiting for the week. My mom told me she was going to be starring in some sex video, so I kind of wanted to see who she was going to be having sex with. You must be Tone.”
“How’d you know?” He was surprised she knew who he was.
“She described you to a tee and didn’t leave out any details. We have an open mother daughter relationship like that. She even told me how big your dick was,” she said flirtatiously.
“Is that right?” Tone said, as he turned around to let Monica see the bulge in his pants.
“Don’t tease me with it, pull it out.” Monica hissed, pulling down her jean shorts, revealing a thin, red patch of hair covering some of the prettiest pussy lips Tone had ever seen. “It’s not fair that my mom gets all the black cock, now is it?” Monica cooed.
Tone immediately dropped his pants, letting his black torpedo sprang loose. “Hell naw, I’ve got enough black cock to go around for the both of you.”
Monica reached out and grabbed Tone’s gorgeous black member with both hands and tried to wrap her fingers around its thickness to no avail. The feel of his silky, hard meat, both thrilled and amazed her. The contrast of his dark skin in her white hands, she thought was extremely sexy.
“Put my dick in your mouth,” Tone snarled, recognizing the look of lust he’d seen so many times in the eyes of white woman obsessed with having a big black cock stuffed in their mouths.
Dropping to her knees, Monica devoured Tone’s hard shaft with the profound hunger of a talented salami swallower. His cock slid down her throat, unhindered and without the slightest hint of gag reflex. She stretched her lips to their limit, forcing spit to the corners of her mouth.
“Damn girl, you aren’t no joke,” Tone barked. It was obvious she'd done this sort of thing before, he thought to himself.
Monica’s hands gripped Tone’s ass and forced his dick deeper down her throat, encouraging him to fuck her face harder. Soon he was pounding her mouth as though he was fucking her pussy. When Tone let out a groan, signaling her was about to cum, Monica slid her lips all the way down his pole so that she could receive his streams against the back of her throat. The muscles in her throat suctioned as she swallowed his semen in tiny spasms. The look in Monica’s eyes when Tone pulled out said desire, warmth and hunger. Hunger for more cock?
“God damn, you give some boss head! Where’d you learn to give a blow job like that?!” Tone expressed, holding on to the side of the sink.
“I’ve been told that I give good head. I had a lot of practice in college.” Monica responded, with strings of cum and spit hanging from her lips. “Are you ready to fuck me now?” she said, squeezing Tone’s saliva slick, black jewel. As she stroked it, his hardness grew to pre-orgasm proportions.
“Hell ya, I’m ready to fuck,” Tone howled, making his dick jump in the palm of her hand. “Lay that ass down on the rug and grab your ankles, you little slut.”
“Ohh, talk dirty to me, Tone. Does my mom like it when you talk dirty to her?” Monica purred as she lay back on the thick bathroom rug, grabbing her ankles.
“Yeah, she likes it when I call her my white fuck slut.” Tone could smell the thick aroma of Monica’s sex as her body heated up with lewd excitement. Her soft red coochie hair covered the lower region of her pussy and crept down the sides of her cunt lips. It left the lips free and a lovely little clitoris poking out through the top. The opening of her vulva was small and tight, yet appeared exquisitely elastic and as she laid there on her back. With her thighs spread open, the youthful pinkness of her cunt aroused his most hidden sexual desires. As Tone positioned his engorged sausage into Monica’s oyster pink insides, her pussy lips clung to his chocolate staff, gradually easing their resistance as he pushed into her womb.
“Oh my God, your dick is fucking huge!” Monica moaned, as the first few inches penetrated her sugar walls. Her first orgasm tore through her even before Tone’s cock bottomed out. He worked it back and forth, not pushing it in too fast, so that she could get used to its size. When finally his balls rested against her asshole, Monica screamed at Tone to give it to her. “Fuck me like you fuck my mom. Pound my tight young white pussy with your big black cock!”
Tone pulled his prick out, and then shoved it back in with force. Each thrust came harder and faster, until soon he was pistoning Monica’s snatch like a wild bull. His nuts slapped against her thighs making a loud smacking sound. “This little white whore could take some dick,” he mumbled to himself grinning.
Her body thrashed and spasm beneath him causing her to let go of her ankles and plant her heels in the carpet, which allowed her to push back. She raised her ass up off the floor and pressed her pelvis against his so she could relish every thrust and feel the full length of every plunge. Monica came over and over again, discharging a syrupy white cream all over Tone’s pipe and balls.
Each one of her orgasms was more intense than the one before. Their bodies felt as though they had become one with each other. His phallus embracing her chalice.
“Oh shit, baby, I'm going to cum! You're going to make me bust! Where do you want it! Oh, shit,” Tone hollared as bucked her with fury.
“Cum in my pussy! I want to feel your warm sperm coat my pussy! Give it to me,” Monica whined.
When he came inside her gripping cunt, he noticed on her face an expression so exquisite, so soft in its voluptuous delight, that a tear nearly formed in his eye. It was so serene, so complete in its bliss, that he knew that this would not be the last time they fucked.
“Damn baby that was a fat load. I can see why my Mom loves fucking you.” Monica could feel Tone’s cum starting to seep out of her pussy and trickle down her thighs. “Kiss me Tone. Hold me,” Monica whimpered, wrapping her arms around Tone’s neck. She pulled his sweaty body down on top of hers she and kissed him passionately, adoring his lips.
“Monica, we should get dressed, we’ve been here having sex for almost a
n hour and I know everybody is probably tripping off of where I’ve been,” Tone said looking up from his Rolex.
“You’re right, we should make ourselves seen. You should go downstairs first, and then I’ll pop in behind you. But before you go, let me give you my phone number. I want you to come see me in San Diego.” Monica said, putting her shorts and bikini top on, writing down her number for Tone.
Tone got dressed and gave Monica another sensual kiss and nipple pinch before he went downstairs. DDH, Prince, Billy and Arnold were all in the kitchen shooting the shit.
“Damn, Big Dog, we thought you got lost in the toilet!” Billy commented, getting laughs from all the guys.
“A little too much protein shakes?” Prince added, rubbing his stomach, getting another round of laughs from the guys.
“Get your jokes out while you can, because when it’s my time to let you guys have it, I’ won’t show no mercy,” Tone responded, making the guys laugh even harder.
“Big Boy had to go booboo!” DDH retorted in a baby voice continuing to laugh.
“We’re only kidding with you Tone, you want something to drink or eat before you guys shoot or do you have to take another shit?” Arnold cracked, getting another round of laughs from the guys.
“Yeah, as a matter of fact, let me get some juice muthafucka, I’m a little parched,” Tone responded, getting more laughs from the guys.
Bouncing into the kitchen, wearing the same bikini top and jean shorts, Monica went up to her dad and put her arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss.