Amanda Holden Goes Blac

Please note this story is total fiction. A product of imagination.

Arriving home just after 1pm, Amanda finds the house empty, nothing unusual on a Saturday. She decides on a nice hot bath.

As she relaxes in the warm bubbles her mind drifts back to the previous evening, her submission to Les, the glory hole and especially the guy with the huge black cock and how he abused her.

Beneath the bubbles her hand slips between her thighs to find her clitoris as she thinks back to struggling to get her mouth around the bulbous head of the man's massive black cock.

Amanda is snapped out of her fantasy as she hears movement outside the bathroom and her daughter Lexi.

"You home mum?"

" I'm in the bath babe, come in. "

Completely relaxed with seeing each other naked Lexi comes into the bathroom and sits on the stool. Amanda never ceases to be amazed at her daughters beauty.

"Good trip mum?"

"Bit of a wasted trip really, just an interview for a radio show. I could have done it on the phone."

Lexi giggles, "well you didn't miss anything here, dads gone to the rugby and madam is at Sophie's. (Lexi always refers to her sister as madam).

Mum and daughter slip into easy conversation until the bath water starts to cool, Amanda asks Lexi to pass her a towel and to go and put the kettle on for a cup of tea.

By the time Amanda comes downstairs in a fluffy white bathrobe the kettle is boiling. Lexi is scrolling through her phone. She suddenly looks puzzled.

"Mum, is Les Dennis your ex husband? He just sent me a friend request."

Amanda's happy smiles fades. "Ignore him babe, or better still block him."

"Surely He's not that bad mum, you married him."

"I was young and foolish then."

Amanda is fuming, he promised to keep away from my daughter and he's done this. She picks up her phone and goes upstairs. Dialling Les number. He answers.

"Hello bitch, ready for more already?"

"No I'm fucking not. You promised to keep away from my daughter and now you're sending her friend requests."

Les laughs. "Relax, relax just being polite. Can't be that bad she's just accepted, I'm looking through her pics now, she really is a beauty."

Amanda's heart drops to her stomach. "Please don't do this, you promised."

" Don't worry, as long as you're a good girl I'll keep away from her."

Before Amanda can reply Les hangs up.

Her happy mood totally shattered Amanda sits on her bed, the realisation that Les has her trapped hits home. She will have to do anything he wants or Lexi is at risk.

The thought of Les getting his hands on her beautiful daughter makes her feel sick.

Putting on a brave face Amanda returns downstairs, she sits chatting with Lexi and drinks her tea. Slowly relaxing.

The next few days life returns to normal for Amanda, early starts for her radio show, different appointments for media work but always doing her best to be home in the evenings for family time.

Even instigating sex with her husband but while he's fucking her it's Les and the huge glory hole cock she's thinking about.

By the time Friday comes round Amanda is already thinking of calling Les. Then while looking in her handbag for something she finds the scrap of paper with big cocks number scribbled on it.

She sits staring at it for several minutes. Then with her hands shaking she dials the number. A deep voice answers.

"Hello it's Harry who wants him?"

After a brief silence a weak voice replies. "Hello, it's Amanda, you gave me your number last Friday."

Over the noise of a heavy truck engine. "Amanda? Let me think, ah yes glory hole girl."

"That's right, I just wondered if you fancied meeting up sometime."

A deep booming laugh followed by. "You want more of my meat then slut."

Despite the nerves in her tummy Amanda replies. "Yes please."

"Well I'll be down there on Saturday night, staying overnight at the truck stop just off the M25. I'll be there around 9pm, come and join me."

"I can do that, how will I find you?"

"I'll send you a photo of my rig, you will have to look for me. Oh and I expect you to be wearing black stockings and suspenders with heels and nothing else under your coat. Got that?"

"Yes, I understand."

Harry ends the call, he smiles.

Amanda sits there staring at her phone hardly believing what she's just done.

Saturday evening Amanda tells her husband she's going over to Alan Carr's for dinner to talk over their new TV series. Hubby doesn't worry because he knows Carr is gay. Amanda has phoned Alan earlier to ask him to cover for her.

There's light rain in the air so no-one is surprised when Amanda leaves wearing a light raincoat over jeans and sweater.. She puts the truck stop in the Sat Nav and sets off driving, planning to call in the motorway services to undress and put on the stockings and suspenders that Harry requested.

Just after 9pm Amanda steers her car into the truck stop car park. She looks across at the truck parking area to see lines of trucks parked. She looks at her phone to find the photo that Harry sent her.

Making sure her coat is buttoned up over her naked body Amanda takes a deep breath and gets out of the car, deciding the only way to find Harry's truck is to walk along the line.

The sound of her high heels clicking on the road echoes around as she walks along looking at the trucks. A couple of drivers giving her knowing looks.

Until, there it is, the truck in the photo, it has curtains drawn across the windows and a light on inside.

Taking a deep breath Amanda goes over and knocks on the driver side door.

It opens, Harry looks down. "Well hello slut, nice to see you again."

Amanda looks up a the huge black head smiling down at her.

"Hello Harry." Her heart pounding in her chest, no going back now.

"You better come up then slut."

As Amanda steps forward Harry barks. "Lose the coat first."

Looking around quickly, Amanda slips off her coat and passes it up to Harry, then naked she climbs up into the cab.

Inside it smells of stale sweat and cigarette smoke. Behind the seats is a single bunk bed.

"So slut you want some more of old Harry's black meat."

Amanda nods.

Harry picks up his mug of tea. "I have to admit when you were sucking me off at the glory hole I never thought it was actually THE Amanda Holden blowing me, I thought it was just some whore."

Amanda takes a deep breath, he actually called her a whore.

"Would you like a drink or shall we get down to what you came for?"

Amanda looks past Harry at the bed, Harry laughs.

"Can't wait then, ok on you get."

Amanda climbs past him and lies in the bunk. She takes a deep breath as a rough hand runs along her nylon clad thigh. Harry moves close to kiss her. His breath stale with smoke as his tongue pushes into her mouth.

Large hands pushing her thighs apart and rough calloused fingers part her labia to tease her clitoris.

Harry laughs. "Wet already slut." He pulls off his shirt to reveal a large beer belly and chest covered in grey hair. Such a difference to Amanda's husband's smooth body.

From the glory hole Amanda had no idea how big a men Harry is but now she realises, he's massive everywhere.

Amanda closes her eyes as Harry fingers her, pushing two thick fingers inside her.

Then the sound of a zip going down. "Here you go slut, what you came for."

Amanda opens her eyes. Inches from her face is the thing she came for, the biggest, thickest black cock she had ever seen.

It moves closer, Amanda puts out her tongue to lick the head. Tasting stale piss and sweat.

The fingers plunging inside her as she opens her mouth, stretching to take the huge cock head.

She should be disgusted, but the slut inside her takes over sucking, licking as Harry finger fucks her.

Harry laughing. "You really are a dirty slut, when I saw you on TV I suspected as much."

Amanda trying to take more of his cock in her mouth as a third finger pushes into her wetness. Then the fingers pull out, before Amanda realises a single digit pushes into her tight ass. She squeals, Harry laughs.

Suddenly she's picked up like a ragdoll and turned into all fours. For a big man Harry is quite agile, he moves behind her. Amanda feels the huge head of his cock pushing between her labia. Big black hands grab her hips and with one thrust drives the cock into her, stretching her.

Amanda screams, it feels like she's being split in half.

Harry holds her there while she gets used to it before, slowly at first, moving slowly in and out as Amanda submits to it and relaxes.

Slowly Harry starts to build a rhythm fucking her Amanda's cunt being stretched like never before.

"This what you wanted slut?"

"Oh God yes, I love it. Fuck me Harry please."

In hardly any time at all a massive orgasm shakes Amanda's body, groaning and squealing as her juices flood.

Harry holds her there, deep inside her as her cunt spasms on his cock. Then He pulls out and sits back.

Immediately Amanda spins around to take his cock in her mouth, sucking licking tasting herself on it as she cleans it.

Looking down watching her work Harry laughs. "Well Well we do have a hot one here."

The only reply is the slurping sounds as Amanda cleans.

Amanda moves up to straddle him and lower her soaking cunt onto his shaft. Her breasts in his face as she starts to ride him.

Impaled his cock Amanda kisses him. "Oh Harry I love you cock, it feels so good inside me."

Harry reaches round to spank Amanda's ass driving her on to ride harder. Groaning and panting as a second orgasm breaks. Her head slumps into Harry's chest.

Slowly regaining her breath, Harry's cock still impaled inside her. she's loving the feeling of being so full. She kisses him again.

"Will you come inside me Harry please, I want to feel you pulsing inside me."

Despite the restricted room in the small bunk, Harry picks up Amanda in his powerful arms and lifts her and lays her on her back his cock still inside her.

Amanda's eyes wide as powerful thrusts drive his cock in and out.

"You ready to get filled slut?"

"Oh God yes, fill me I want your load in me."

Harry sweating as her pounds her until a loud groan fills the cab. One final thrust and Harrys cock starts to pulse as the first powerful shot of semen fires deep inside Amanda. Her arms around Harry's shoulders holding him, the feeling of him coming inside her sets off a third orgasm.

Harry grunting as his powerful orgasm pumps his semen deep in Amanda's belly. Amanda kisses him, her tongue snaking into his mouth. The taste of stale cigarettes no longer repulsive, she just wants him.

Harry rolls off Amanda and reaches for a cigarette, Amanda, as she had been taught by Les, rolls over to clean Harry's cock, licking sucking.

"Right slut I need some sleep I have a long drive tomorrow, move over."

Amanda moves up and Harry lies beside her, it's a tight fit in the small bunk but Harry is soon snoring with Amanda squeezed between him and the wall of the cab.

As she lies there listening to Harry snore she looks around the dirty cab and wonders what the hell she is doing here, risking everything just for big cock.

Despite her disgust in herself she knows she needs that cock more than anything at this moment.

A couple of hours pass, Amanda falls asleep. She's woken by Harry moving, opening her eyes she sees him putting on the kettle, he's naked and even unaroused his cock is huge.

Amanda realises she's desperate for a pee. "Harry I really need a pee, where are the toilets?"

Harry laughs, "You do the same as I do, piss next to the truck."

Amanda reaches for her cost but Harry grabs it. "Go as you are slut."

Her desperation takes over and she climbs down hoping no-one is around.

Amanda Holden, famous television star squatting naked in a truck stop, pissing like a camel.

When she climbs back into the cab Harry passes her a cracked mug with steaming hot strong tea. She sits on the bunk sipping the tea as Harry lights another cigarette, he offers her one.

"No thanks I don't smoke."

Harry laughs. "You were smoking last night slut."

He checks his watch. "Just enough time to fuck you again."

Putting his mug down he points at the floor in front of him. Without hesitation Amanda drops to her knees and takes his huge cock in her mouth.

She's amazed at how it grows under her attention until it's fully hard, standing proud, she leans back to look at it and admire its beauty. The huge purple head almost staring back at her.

Harry sits back, "On you get then slut."

Amanda stands then swings her leg across Harrys before lowering herself into the shaft. Letting out a groan as it slowly stretches her cunt.

It feels like she's being g split in half as it goes slowly deeper. But then the pain is replaced by pleasure as she begins to ride it. The head pushing her cervix.

She throws her arms around Harry's shoulders and kisses him.

"Oh God Harry I fucking love your cock."

Huge black hands come up to roughly grab her breasts.

Pawing and squeezing as Amanda rides the cock that she will risk everything to feel inside her again.

As Amanda rides his cock Harry is already plotting. His mind racing, he knows Amanda must be wealthy so she could become a serious meal ticket. Just keep her well fucked and he should be able to squeeze her for money.

He grabs her bum and starts to lift her, making her bounce in his cock, driving her to another huge orgasm.

She screams as she comes, kissing Harry's neck as her juices flood over him.

Harry keeps her bouncing until his own orgasm shoots his load deep inside his slut.

Amanda slumps against him gasping for breath, a fine sheen of sweat covering her naked body. Slowly she lifts her head from Harry's chest and kisses him again.

"Thank you Harry, that was something else. I hope we can meet up again soon."

Harry laughs, "I'm sure we can sort something out next time I'm in the area."

Then He slaps her ass. "Right slut, fuck off I need to get going."

Slowly Amanda eases her cunt off his cock, she will be sore for a few days but it was so worth it and she can't wait to feel so full again.

She slips on her coat, kisses Harry one last time and climbs out the cab.

Walking back to her car past the knowing looks of other drivers but Amanda no longer cares, she addicted to Harry's cock now.

On the drive home it's all she can think about until she realises she's driven past the services where she should change back into her clothes. She also misses her turn off. She decides she will have find a quiet lay-by and dress in the car.

Turning off the motorway into country lanes she spots a sign for a picnic site. Thinking that's perfect she turns off the road.

"Nobody will be having a picnic this early."

She surprised to see a couple of cars parked but there's no sign of the drivers so she parks in the corner.

Getting out of the car to go to the boot to get the bag containing her clothes from the boot, her coat parts to expose her stockings, she's not concerned, there's nobody around.

So confident that she's alone and deciding it's easier to change out of the car, she unzips her bag, takes out the clothes she left home in and slips off her coat.

Totally unaware of the two early morning doggers who are watching from the bushes.

Barry and Tom have never had much luck with women and dogging has become their main sexual outlet, but usually its overweight frustrated middle -aged housewives but today is different.

Certain she's alone Amanda even takes the time to start to take off her stockings and suspenders while still naked.

Then Barry moves to get a better view, standing on a twig it breaks, Amanda spins round to see two faces staring back at her.

Grabbing her coat to cover her nakedness and desperately hoping they don't recognise her.

Barry turns to Tom, "I'm sure that's Amanda Holden."

Tom smiles, "Certainly looks like her, bet she's been out all night fucking behind her husband's back. The slags on her way home."

Stepping out from behind the bush he nudges his mate. "Come on let's have some fun."

Following behind Barry is more shy, quieter as they walk over to Amanda, who is now back in her coat and preparing to drive away.

"Don't go Amanda, wait a minute, can I get your autograph please?"

In a panic. "I have no idea who you think I am, but whoever it is I'm not."

Smiling Tom waves his phone, "Oh fair enough, you won't mind when I send this video to the press then, I'm sure it will make me a tidy sum."

He turns to walk away. Barry knows he's bluffing, he wasn't filming but Amanda doesn't know that.

"Okay, wait a minute, how much do you want to delete it?"

Barry turns to him, "Tom we can't it's blackmail."

"Shut up Barry, it's not money I want."

He turns back to Amanda, "So it is you right?"

"Yes yes okay it's me, how much do you want to delete it?"

Tom laughs. "Oh I don't want your money. How about we start with you taking your coat off, give me and my friend a little show."

"I'll give you £200 to delete it."

"Like I said Amanda I don't want your money. Now what's it to be coat off or publish?"

Realising she's trapped Amanda slowly gets out of her car and starts to unbutton her coat.

As she gets to the last button she stops. "Put your phone's away, I don't want you filming this."

Tom and Barry put the phones in their pockets and wait staring at Amanda.

She pops the last button and looks at the two slightly overweight middle-aged men in front of her.

The expectant looks on their faces give her a strange feeling of power as she makes them wait.

With one swift movement Amanda slips off her coat and stands there naked apart from her black stockings and waist clincher suspended belt.

The two men stand there wide-eyed, mouths open as they admire Amanda's body. She starts to put her coat back on but Tom has other ideas.

"Not so fast Amanda, we haven't finished yet."

"You saw what you wanted, we had a deal, now delete the video."

Tom moves toward her. "Not yet, I fancy a feel first."

Before Amanda can protest his hand is between her thighs feeling her smooth cunt, still wet from Harry's attention.

"Fucking hell Barry the bitch is soaking wet, she's loving this, come and have a feel."

Barry is standing there watching his mate finger the woman that he has enjoyed many Saturday evening wanks over. "Tom we can't it's assault."

"Don't be such a fucking wimp Barry, she's loving it, look at her."

By now Amanda is leaning back against her car, her feet apart as Tom finger fucks her.

Amanda reverts back to her years with Les and her inner slut emerges.

As Barry starts to move closer he sees Tom unzipping his jeans. Stopping in his tracks as Tom lifts out his hard cock and Amanda slides to her knees to take it in her mouth.

Barry now has a painful bulge in his jeans, thinking what the hell, he unzips letting his semi hard cock out.

Immediately Amanda's hand reaches out to him, he moves closer. She takes hold of his cock, stroking it while she sucks Tom.

Her mouth slides off Tom's cock, she turns her head to take Barry's between her wet lips, sucking licking.

Tom kneels beside her and gropes her breasts, Amanda groans around the mouthful of Barry.

Then to both men's amazement Amanda moves onto all fours and looks at them.

"Who wants to go first?" As she pushes her ass out.

Not needing a second invitation Tom moves behind her, positions his cock at her cunt, holds her hips and with one thrust drives his cock all the way in. Amanda groans, lost in pleasure and lust as Tom starts to fuck her.

Losing his reservations Barry moves in front of her, Amanda takes his cock, sucking him deep.

Both men can't believe their luck spending early Sunday morning spit roasting the famous Amanda Holden. Millions of men would be so jealous. Trouble is nobody will believe them.