Belinda had inherited the textile giant her grandfather had founded back in the thirties. Ainslie Beasley had been a shrewd businessman and Belinda's father had built the business into a mufti-million dollar enterprise supplying clothing manufacturers across North America with quality fabrics.
The statuesque blonde had acquired a Master's in Business at the renowned Harvard University, magna cum laude. During her sorority days with Delta Gamma Belinda had attended her share of orgies where several young men had enjoyed the busty coed's body.
Belinda never married after graduating choosing to dedicate herself to pursuing the family business. Belinda was not frigid, far from it, she just choose to satisfy her sexual needs on the open market.
Although not beautiful in the beauty queen sense Belinda is attractive enough to garner the attention of many men. Her liking for older men ensures her of abundant bed partners.
It was a well-known fact that the heiress was not shy about getting naked with several sexual partners and many of her associates hunger for their opportunity to sample the blonde bombshell's charms.
In her business environment Belinda dressed impeccably in conservative Navy suits with frilly white blouses. Always fine black silk stockings covering her long shapely legs with black patent heels and elegantly accessorized.
Belinda had a secret fetish for going out incognito a few nights, Dressed like a slut she would visit the seediest bars seeking strangers to ravish her. Belinda particularly liked visiting Soul City, a bar white girls frequented who wanted to be picked up by black studs,
Belinda had an appetite for black cocks, it was not because she found black men attractive, quite the opposite as she found them to be somewhat animalistic. It was what a black cock felt like inside of her that fired her desire, so big and hard stretching her vaginal walls beyond the capabilities of lesser cocks. With a hard black cock in her she knew how it felt to be a woman.
And of course there was the taboo of it. Proper white girls did not participate in interracial sex. The thought of a woman of such fine Caucasian stock submitting herself to a Negro had alarmed society since Lady Chatterley's Lover.
Belinda had outdone herself this night. Her micro-mini skirt barely covered her ass cheeks and the filigree blouse with the plunging neckline displayed a generous amount of her cleavage spilling out of a pushup bra. She noticed the cab driver staring at her in his rear view mirror all the way to Soul City.
It was a Thursday night and the club was not too crowded when she arrived. Belinda recognized a few regulars, some of whom she had screwed before but her eyes were drawn to a large black man the recognized.
Vince Scott was linebacker on the local NFL team. The gigantic black man was notorious for taking out the opposition's star players. During football off-season Vince wrestled as the masked "Destroyer".
Belinda caught the footballer's eyes as she pranced into the dimly lit club in her scanty outfit. Strategically she took a seat at a table in Scott's line of view. Sitting with her long shapely legs on view she ordered a drink.
"Compliments of Mr. Scott." The waiter said placing her drink on the table.
Belinda looked over at her benefactor and smiled her appreciation. As she lifted the glass to her crimson lips Scott came over to her table.
"Mind if I join you?" he asked.
"Please do." Belinda invited.
Belinda knew her evening was going to be rewarding. She would be taking this black bull home with her for an evening of non-stop fucking the way she liked it.
They exchanged small talk and danced a few dances and before long closing time rolled around.
Scott had told Belinda he was married and had two children but she still invited him to her place for the night. All during the cab ride to Belinda's penthouse suite they sat in the back of the cab kissing while Scott's finger got her pussy ready for his cock.
Once in her boudoir it took no time for Belinda and her stud to get naked. Belinda lay on her back across the huge four-poster bed inviting Scott to take her.
Scott had a beautiful glistening black cock. Belinda estimated its length to be ten or even inches and it was as thick as her forearm. The big smooth mushroom head promised unlimited rapture inside her pussy.
Scott straddled her bare breasts, lowering his huge weapon into the valley of her breasts. Belinda cupped her huge tits in her hands and squeezed Scott's cock between them making a cock sandwich.
Slowly the footballer began to tit-fuck her, sliding his ebony log back and forth in its tit envelope. Belinda looked down and saw the drop of precum sparkling on the tip of the black snake as it threatened to strike at her mouth.
Belinda loved the sensation of Scott's massive balls dragging across her belly as his cock slid back and forth. She was desperate to taste the sperm they contained.
Scott increased his rhythm in a crescendo to reach his orgasm. Belinda braced herself to receive the pearl necklace he was about to bestow upon her and perhaps scavenge some of his cum into her mouth.
"Cum Baby cum, shoot all over me!" she pleaded.
