This story is fiction and contains rough interracial sex, pissing, rimming and gang bangs.
"OK, so what's so important that it couldn't wait until Saturday night?" Kaylin asked her friend.
"What? No small talk? You want to get straight to the point, huh?"
"Well, it sounded like it was important, Lena."
"OK. OK. Do you remember what we were talking about two weeks ago when we spent the day drinking wine together?" Lena asked.
"We talked about a lot of things. What in particular do you mean?"
"Well, do you remember us talking about you being a black-ass-licking whore?"
Kaylin chuckled. "That was 10 years ago, Lena, you old gang bang slut."
Both women laughed, and then Lena said, "Do you remember that we both said that if it was 100% sure we could get away with it, we would probably like to relive one of those evenings getting gang fucked by a bunch of black men?"
"Yeah," Kaylin laughed, "I remember."
"Well, I had to run a box to the UPS store yesterday. After I dropped the box off, I walked down the street to the coffee shop. When I left the coffee shop, and on the way back to my car, who do you think I ran in to but Slick and Big Mo?"
"Who?" Asked Kaylin.
"Slick and Big Mo."
Kaylin paused for a moment and then said, "Who are Slick and Big Mo?"
Lena burst out laughing and said, "You don't remember two of the men whose ass holes you swabbed out with your tongue on more than one occasion?"
Kaylin stood in stunned silence as she thought back 10 years to their time in that sleazy black bar getting gang banged by 20 or 30 men. As she tried to focus, Lena knew immediately when her friend remembered Slick and Big Mo.
"Do you mean that smelly weaselly-looking guy and that big ugly fat guy that were at the bar every time we were getting screwed?" Kaylin asked.
"Yep, that's them."
"And you ran into them yesterday? Did they remember you?"
"Well, not right away, but when I recognized them, I stopped and asked if they remembered us. They sure did. They both said that was some of the best times of their lives fucking two hot white girls a couple times a week. They asked if we still did gang bangs and I told them that we're both married and didn't want to risk losing everything if we got caught. So they asked, 'What if we made sure you didn't get caught? Would you do it then?'" So I told them I'd think about it. As I was talking to them, Weasel was feeling up my ass, and he asked me if I'd give them a blow job for old times' sake."
"What? Tell me you didn't suck off those two sleazy pieces of shit."
"Ha! You didn't think they were pieces of shit while your tongue was buried deep in their ass holes, did you? And to answer your question, yes I did. I took them back to my minivan and moved it to the outer corner of the parking lot and then climbed in the back and sucked both of them."
"Lena, you old black-cock-loving whore."
"Says the black ass-licking queen."
"So, is that what you wanted to tell me that was so important?"
"No. I wanted to tell you that they have an old cabin outside Petersburg and they asked if we'd come out and 'relive old times.' And I think we should do it. I know Weasel and Big Mo are sleazy pieces of shit, but I have to confess that it felt like old times sucking those big black cocks."
"Whe... What wou.... when w-would we...."
"Well, I thought about that. Next weekend, our husbands and your son are going on a weekend fishing campout. If Jane can watch the girls, we can just tell everyone we're going hiking or shopping or whatever."
"But... " Kaylin started to say. She was thinking about what Lena had just told her and she felt that once familiar tingling sensation inside her. She remembered the many dirty black cocks and asses that she had serviced while in college and right before her wedding. "But...," she said again, and then she smiled.
Lena smiled at her friend and said, "I think you're in, aren't you?" Kaylin grinned and nodded her head. "OK, I'll call you in a few days so we can work out the details. This will be just like those ends of summer weekend gang bangs that left us well-fucked black-owned cum dumps." Both women laughed.
The week seemed to go slow for the two women. They talked several times on the phone mostly reassuring each other that they wouldn't get caught by their husbands.
Finally, Friday arrived. Lena and Kaylin hid extra clothes in the back of the minivan because they knew their clothes worn be torn to shreds. Although both women were in their early 30's, both were still very sensuous. They each wore extremely short miniskirts and tank tops and high heels and nothing else, because they knew that's what the men preferred. It took them two hours to drive to the cabin, but they eventually pulled into the rutted drive and got out of the van.
They looked around and saw at least 15 old rusty pickups and SUVs. As they stretched their shapely legs, the door opened and the small porch filled with black men of all ages and sizes. The only thing they all had in common was that the women wouldn't want to be seen in public with any of them.
As the women walked towards the porch, Weasel and Big Mo met them halfway and put their arms around the women. They lifted the women's heads and kissed them, shoving their tongues into the women's mouths. Their hands immediately landed on the women's breasts as they escorted them inside.
As some of the men began stripping Lena and Kaylin, they were handed a couple of strong drinks laced with Rohypnol that they quickly drank. They were quickly given another drug-laced drink. As Kaylin drank, she counted 26 men inside the cabin. After their second drink, things began to become a little blurry for the women, and they were quickly dumped on the filthy urine-stained mattresses on the floor.