Dee was an expert at making black men cum. She wanted to give pleasure. She derived pleasure from giving pleasure, be it as a submissive or accepting their fluids deep inside her sensual body or both.
Dee was a blonde, blue-eyes woman in her late thirties. She was a divorced mom. She left her two daughters and a son with her pencil-dicked husband, Pat. Now she was living the life she of a black man's woman.
Dee took the entire load from her handsome black "god". As black gods go, Dee thought, he was part Zeus and part Hades. The Zeus part was handsome, but the Hades part was sensual. She watched the long shaft withdraw from her lips. She tasted his cum as the black snake leaked its venom down the length of her tongue. She sucked him dry. Dee loved the taste of black cum!
Dee dressed, cleaned up, and walked back at the table at the BDSM wine bistro which seemed to have no name. There was a good reason for that. Lisa was gone. Dee sat down and began sipping her wine. Lisa returned shortly. She looked radiant. Her cheeks were glowing and her nipples which could easily be seen through her mess camisole top were dark red.
"You look radiant, Lisa." Dee said.
"You do too."
"How was your tete-a-tete?" Dee asked.
"It was wonderful."
"Tell me about yours."
"All that my master asked of me was a blow job with my head hanging over the bed."
"My master put me down on my back, pulled my legs up over my head and gave a very sensual fuck until I came. Then he flooded my cunt with his hot cum! Then he let me clean him up." Lisa said.
"I love the taste of cum, Lisa."
"I do too. I love it anywhere in my body."
"We are sisters."
"Yes! We are, Dee." Lisa rolled a joint, lit it, and took a deep toke. She handed it to Dee as she exhaled. They sipped wine, finished their joint, and walked out.
The two hoes window shopped at some of the nearby shops as they walked down the street. Lisa spotted a strip club. Lisa and Dee looked at one another.
"Let's go in," Lisa said.
"Yes!" Dee said.
The club was dark and only a few men and two women were scattered around a round stage. The music was recorded. A hot red-haired young woman had just finished her number. She picked up her clothes and sauntered off the stage.
Dee knew this scene well from working on stage as a stripper in a live sex show. Scenes of Mr. Huge's cock plunging into her body flashed through her mind. She thought back to the night that she was inseminated when she was fertile. That issue had not been resolved. Her period was not due for two weeks. Dee trembled. She rolled a joint and lit up. Dee drew the smoke deep into her lungs and held it as long as she could before slowly releasing it. She handed the joint to Lisa.
Recorded music started up again. Out walked a hot blonde who stood holding the poll. Her back was to the audience. Then a beat started. The blonde began to writhe and sink. Then she spun around the pole. Dee recognized her. It was Dee's 18-year-old daughter, Melissa! Dee knew that Melissa had gone black in high school. She attended her high school graduation. She saw Melissa go with her date, a black man, to the graduation party.
"Melissa looks hot!" Lisa said. She was right, Dee thought. Mel - as Dee called her - had a hot body. Her tits were at least 33DD's. She had had them enhanced with implants. She had collagen enhanced lips painted with deep red lipstick. Her blue eyes were wide and accented with dark, two-tone eyeliner and long lashes.
Mel danced toward a black man sitting back in his seat with his feet propped on the edge of the stage. She blew him a kiss and skipped away. She dropped the thong and spread her legs revealing a shaved, bleached cunt, and asshole. She had a triangular shaped tramp stamp on her back above her beautiful round ass. Mel's nipples were pierced with red and white bull's-eye nipple shields. Dee began to tremble. Melissa's dance act was very sensual and arousing to the white mom.
When the number ended, Mel skipped off the stage. The man on the front row got up and went to the back.
"Let's go backstage and say hello," Lisa said. Dee was stunned, but she agreed. The stage hand waved the two hoes on as they opened the door. Dee walked down a hallway and turned left. In a doorway, Dee saw Melissa. She was on her knees giving the same black man a sensual blow job. Mel's were eyes looking up at her lover as she slowly sucked on his cock head. Her red lips were open wide to take in the large pleasure snake. Her cheeks were sunken as her mouth applied suction. He had a nine-inch hoe trainer. It was very dark black and contrasted with Mel's almost alabaster skin.
"I want to do you right, bitch," he said and pulled Mel to her feet. They turned and went into a dressing room.
The scene took Dee's breath away!
"Lisa! I'm trembling. That was so hot!"
"My cunt is pouring wetness, Dee."
"Watching Mel doing what every white woman is born to do makes me feel so proud of her!" Dee said. She was trembling.
"That was so fucking hot!" Lisa said breathlessly.
Dee walked toward the door. It was open. She paused to see Mel on her knees again, giving pleasure to her man.
Lisa and Dee walked past the door and turned another corner.
"Are you here for a reason?" the voice was a young black man.
Lisa spoke up first.
"We came here to see the last dancer, Melissa. She's ..."
"...my daughter. I'm proud of her!" Dee interrupted Lisa.
"She's 'rehearsing' right now. If you want to watch, we have an audition room," he said smiling. He led them into a small room with two chairs. He pulled open a curtain in front of a one-way mirror.
Mel and her lover were deep in the throes of nasty black sex. Mel's face was flushed. Her cheeks were sunken in. Her eyes were looking up at her lover. His black snake was deep in her mouth. He pulled out and thick saliva mixed with pre-cum poured out of Mel's mouth onto her tits.
"Mel looks so much like you, Dee."
"I was thinking about that!"
The man pushed Mel back on a bed and spread her legs. He climbed between her legs and aimed his black pleasure tool at her momma cunt. Dee watched as Mel took his tool and guided it into her pleasure pit. Dee could see six rings piercing her labia.
Dee knew the feeling of deriving pleasure from giving pleasure. That was the feeling that showed from Mel's face and body language.
Lisa raised her skirt and began stroking her clit. Dee did the same. The two voyeur hoes continues to masturbate as Mel gave and received pleasure on the other side of the one-way mirror.
A stagehand walked in but his presence did not disturb their love making.
"Break it up! I have a client for Mel," he said.
The man pulled his huge cock out and sat up. He quickly dressed and left. As soon as he left, a fortyish white boy walked in and undressed. He crawled up on the bed and aimed his pathetic, thin, four-inch cock at Mel's wet cunt. She let him fuck her, but did not respond as enthusiastically as she had with her black lover. When he completed, she pushed him back with her foot.
He dressed, put some money on the table, and walked out.
"That white boy was so limp!" Dee giggled.
"She got him off quickly, didn't she?" Lisa giggled.
