Sunday afternoon I told BJ to dress as slutty as she could. "High heels, the shortest skirt you have, low cut blouse and no bra or panties. Oh, and no hose. Nothing looks sluttier than 'come fuck me' pumps and bare legs.
As we drove across town she asked me where we were going. "To visit a friend of mine sweetie. I know how much you loved Claude's big dick and Dave tells me that his is pretty big so I thought I'd give you a chance to do some comparing."
"How big is he?"
"He didn't tell me sweetie and I don't make a habit of looking at other men's joints. Even if he doesn't come close to Claude I'm betting that the night won't be a disappointment for you."
"I guess you are getting what you want then. I'm already getting wet just thinking about it. I guess that means I'm a slut."
"You are most definitely getting there sweetie."
I pulled up in front of Dave's apartment and parked. "Thinking of a big hard cock?"
BJ was squirming on the seat and I had to chuckle as I thought of what she was in for. I had given Dave one of my video cameras and he was supposed to have it set up and ready to record BJ's entrance and subsequent activities. Unfortunately, part of the deal was that I couldn't be there so the video was the next best thing. I walked BJ to the door and rang the bell. Dave answered the door and when BJ saw him she looked nervously over at me. Dave was a tall, well built black man and his face lit up when he saw BJ.
"For me? Is this delicious little slut for me?"
"All yours Dave, just take good care of her, okay?"
"Very good care my man, extremely good care."
I kissed BJ on the forehead, "See you later sweetie, have a good time" and I walked off and left her there. Dave told me later that she stood there and stared at my back until I was in my car and pulling away.
I was expecting to see BJ Monday night at eleven and hear about her night at Dave's, but that wasn't to be. I got a phone call from Dave at seven on Monday evening.
"She's still here man and probably won't get out of here before two or three in the morning. You okay with that?"
"Did you get good tape?"
"You won't be disappointed my man, God knows I wasn't. You got one hell of a woman there. I'll drop the tapes off at your office in the morning. You could sell them and get rich, they are that good."
Dave did drop off four tapes at my office at noon the next day and I took the rest of the day off to go home and start watching them. It would take days for me to watch four six-hour tapes, but I at least wanted to have some idea of what happened before BJ came over. The camera was already on when BJ came into the room. The astonishment on her face when she saw the twelve black men was priceless. I saw her tense up and I knew that she was getting ready to turn and bolt for the door, but Dave saw it too and he had a good grip on her.
"Don't panic sweetmeat, it will be all right. No one is here to hurt you, all we want to do is make you feel good."
His words had a calming effect on BJ and three of the other guys in the room stepped forward and began undressing her, not that she had all that much on to begin with, and then she was pushed onto to her knees. Thus began one of the world's longest blow jobs as all twelve of the black men paid a visit to BJ's mouth. After about thirty minutes she complained that her knees hurt and they picked her up and carried her over to the couch. The cocks just kept on coming for another hour and a half as black man after black man shot off in her mouth.
The scene shifted to a bedroom and for another two or three hours I watched as the men lined up on her and fucked her continuously until all twelve had had her at least twice. Then they got inventive and I watched all possible combinations of cock, pussy, mouth and ass imaginable. Several times I saw her with a cock in each hole while being held up so she could jack off two men standing next to her and once I saw her take two cocks into her pussy at the same time. BJ acted like a complete slut. She begged for cock, pleaded with them to fuck her harder and make her cum. Several times I heard her cry out "Next" as a cock left one of her holes vacant.
I was watching BJ crawl across the floor toward a black man sitting in a chair with his cock sticking up in the air when I heard from behind me, "Are you happy now?" I turned to see BJ standing there and she did not look happy. She walked past me and turned off the TV and then she turned to face me.
"Are you happy now that you have probably ruined my life? Did you get your jollies watching me beg a bunch of coons for cock? Do you have the slightest idea of what you have done to me?"
"What are you bitching about? You loved every minute of it. I know, because I've watched."
"That's not what I asked. I asked did know what you have done to my life?"
"I guess you are just going to have to tell me."
"My parents were born and raised in South Carolina and two bigger racists you will never meet. My parents are so far past the term "nigger haters" that they make that term almost sound like a compliment. If they ever find out what their baby girl just did I will lose my whole family. And all because you just have to play your stupid fucking games."
"Relax sweetie, they won't ever find out. You won't tell and I won't tell and I have the tapes."
"You have the tapes or you have copies of the tapes?"
"My deal with Dave is that there are only the originals and I have them."
"I don't believe it. I heard several of the guys tell him to make them a copy."
"Don't sweat it sweetie, I trust Dave."
"Well you had better pray to whatever God you believe in that your trust is not misplaced because I swear to you right now that if this ever gets back to my parents I'll fucking kill you. I'll catch you asleep, tie you down, cut off your cock and stuff it in your mouth and then stand there and watch you bleed to death. You had better make damned sure you can trust Dave because I'm as serious as death about this. My marriage to Mike is toast and I'll have to live with that, but if I lose my family too I swear to God I'll take you down."
I got up and walked over to BJ and put my arms around her, "I won't let anything happen to you sweetie, I promise. Now why do you say that your marriage to Mike is toast?"