Cadillacs Dinosaurs And Some More

Jack Tenrec was a skilled mechanic and Mustapha Cairo was his best friend. While Jack was a white, muscled up American male, Mustapha, an experienced engineer, was an African American male with roots in Egypt (hence the name "Cairo"). He was agile and skinny, but a hardworking man, nonetheless.

It was a time when modern civilization reached a different time and era. Dinosaurs were brought back in, thanks to some groundbreaking, and at the same time, disturbing experiments by the famed professor Fessenden.

During this time, suddenly the friendly dinosaurs turned rogue, and Jack, Mustapha, Jack's girlfriend Hannah and their common friend Mess decided to team up to find out what's going on.

Hannah Dundee was a beautiful girl in her 20s. She had long black hair, a nice pair of tits and figure to die for.

Before heading out to the "city of sea", they all camped in Jack's garage.

Jack and Mess started drinking heavily. They were really tensed about the next few days when they would have to face some unknown enemies as well as hostile dinosaurs.

Hannah was feeling restless. The whole day's journey under the heated sun made her fidgety. She was looking forward to undressing and getting in bed with Jack for some one on one action, followed by a blissful sleep.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Mustapha was there. He was wearing his trademark yellow cap, green shirt and faded jeans. Hannah knew Mustapha, but they never talked much. She didn't even look at him much. However, that night, she noticed that the guy was actually quite well built, and handsome.

Mustapha said, "Hey Mess...how long you'll drink? Let's leave the love birds alone. It's quite late".

"Oh man, it's really late. I should go", replied Mess.

As Mess and Mustapha left the room, Hannah felt relieved. She said, "hey babe, wanna join me in bed?"

But Jack didn't reply. She went close and discovered that Jack was out cold. He was snoring loudly; still clutching the bottle of Jack Daniels whiskey.

Feeling disgusted, she kicked Jack's ass. He just groaned and went back to sleep. Feeling frustrated, Hannah went out of the quarter.

She decided to take a bath, Now Jack's garage was not really suitable for living.

There were some rooms, but none had any attached toilets or showers. There was a common bathhouse, which the workers used, and another one reserved for the owners. However, for the time being, they didn't open the deluxe washroom--only the worker's one was operational.

Hannah took some spare clothes, a towel and headed to the bathhouse. She got in, and found the place dark and deserted. She didn't bother to turn on the lights as things were moderately visible--thanks to the moonlight coming in. She quickly undressed and got under the shower. As the chilly water cooled her, she closed her eyes and started touching herself. She was in ecstacy. Her fingers bringing her to a blissful release, and then....

Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed her from behind. Before she could scream out of instinct, she felt a hand on her mouth. The intruder brushed against her, brought his mouth close to her ears and spoke softly, "Even if you shout, no one will hear you. Not a soul awake within miles. So be a good girl and keep quiet."

She thought she recognized the heavily accented English. But the sudden intrusion made her light headed. She realized that the guy who is behind her is closing in. She felt ashamed, and her ears got red when she realized that the person is also naked and his tool is brushing against her ass.

Still the hand didn't release her mouth. Suddenly, the intruder turned her around and started kissing her. After an initial resistance, Hannah started kissing him back, and then she realized that this was no one other than Mustapha.She jerked herself off him and retorted, "You! Aren't you jack's best friend? Why are you doing this?"

Mustapha laughed and said, "Yes, and I am doing him a favor. His hot girlfriend had to please herself! What a wanker!"

Before Hannah could reply, Mustapha turned her around again. He quickly gagged her with a piece of dirty clothe. The revolting smell nearly made her faint. It was probably a short towel being used by all the laborers. Suddenly, a loud howl could be heard from outside. Mustapha seemed distracted for a bit. Hannah took the opportunity and aimed a high kick towards his jaw.

Hannah was no stranger to unarmed combat. Her specialty was knife based attacks, but she wasn't that bad in one to one sparring, either. She and Jack would often practice naked against each other, and the winner would get to go 'on top'.

This time around, though, Mustapha easily ducked and avoided the kick. Not loosing balance, Hannah aimed another tai-kwan do kick with the other leg. Mustapha just moved aside and grabbed her leg.

This took Hannah in a very vulnerable state. Her leg was spread, which meant, her clean shaved pussy was shining and the moonlight made it look really juicy. Mustapha took her in a sort of wrestler's grapple and somewhat roughly put her body down on the floor.

But Hannah's "owww" didn't escape her mouth--thanks to the gag. Mustapha spread her legs apart--as far as they could be stretched and put his mouth down on to her pussy. Within seconds, he started lapping at her nether regions like a hungry dog.

Hannah was feeling ashamed, violated and hopeless at this unfamiliar and unwanted assault. Jack was never a big fan of eating her out, he'd rather insist her to give him a blowjob whenever he wanted. But this black man was giving her some great ecstasy. Within minutes, Hannah started to feel light headed and the immense pleasure took her to a different spiritual plane.

She was soo much into the pleasure that within a very short time, she started having a massive orgasm. The force of her ecstasy was so immense that she was seeing birds and starts above her head. Thus, she didn't realize when Mustapha ditched his clothes, took out his massive black dick and pushed inside her.

She didn't have the resolve to resist the invasion. His member was so big, thick and well erect that she was scared whether she could take all of it in. Mustapha took off her gag and started kissing her. This time around, Hannah enthusiastically returned the kisses.

Meanwhile Mustapha was pumping her with a lot of enthusiasm. It seemed that he didn't see a lot of action in recent times. Soon the toiled was filled with their sounds of pleasure, and after God knows how many months, Hannah started calling out to the creator loudly.

Suddenly, a new voice stunned Hannah. Someone called out, "If you wanted God so badly, why don't you go toa church?"

Mustapha didn't pay heed. He kept pushing her. But Hannah could see from the corner of her eyes that a man with a massive build is standing close. It was none other then Mess' O Bradovich. The mysterious muscleman of his boyfriend Jack.

"Hey Mustpha (that's how he called him), take a break dude. You are gonna kill herself."

As he was saying this, Mustapha took out his cock, aimed at Hannah's face and boobs and unloaded a huge pile of white, gooey cum. Hannah's mouth was opened in shock as she was looking at Mess, and at moment Mustapha unloaded on her.

Most of it got in to her mouth, and she nearly gagged again.

Mustapha slapped her in the ass and said "Eat it bitch". Hannah wanted to resist, but he slapped her again and then she just obliged.

Now Mess was close to her. Shockingly, she found that he already ditched all his clothes.

He had a huge body, but his dick was much smaller than Mustapha's in length. But the girth compensated for it.

Mess brought a bucket of clod water and drenched Hannah with it. She shouted in agony as the water was icy cold. But she didn't get much time to recover.

Mess made her sit on all fours. Soon enough, Hannah's second hole got filled. She started screaming in agony as Mess made a mess out of her ass. She wasn't used to anal sex. One of her early lovers tried it, but she didn't allow it.

But this time around, she didn't have any choice.

As the night went on, Mustapha and Mess took turns on her. At once, they penetrated her together.

Initially, it was a horror story for her. But as time went by, she totally got immersed in to it, and shouted encouragements like "fuck me! fuck me harder! give it to me you motherfuckers! Get your black mamba in me!"

All the while, Jack Tenrec, the ace mechanic kept on sleeping--tightly gripping the bottle of Jack in his arms.

To be continued