Divorcee No Tell Motel

Here I was, a Friday night, sitting in my car at the back of a sleazy motel. I was stoned out of my mind along with a cheap Black street whore I had just paid for. We were waiting for her Black pimp to come and open a room for us. We saw him coming down the walk way and he began waving for us to join him. Opening the door with a room key we all entered. You could smell the muskiness along with the odor of marijuana, cigarette smoke and sex. The dim light gave off shadows of the three of us, perfect for unrequited sex.

JJ was the first to speak. "You're on your time now, you paid for her, she's all yours."

Hearing that I pulled her next to me, her young petite body against my larger figure. I wrapped one arm around her and the other at the back of her head. I moved my lips to hers and began to kiss her, passionately. It took her a minute to reciprocate but when she did it was phenomenal. She placed her arms around my neck and gave as good as she was getting.

I whispered in her ear "I own you now you cheap little Black whore. I'm the dominant, powerful one here and you're going to submit, doing any and every thing I demand of you. Understand slut?" She shook her head yes.

I pulled off her tube top and threw it to the floor. Her breasts were smaller then I first thought, they were just budding. Her nipples, however, were darker then the rest of her body. They appeared to be like large saucers covering her tits, nipples long and hard. I moved my mouth to one and began to suckle. A hand went to her other tit. Nibbling and sucking on one, groping, pinching and pulling the other brought forth whimpering and weeping with pleasure.

I then ordered her to removed her mini skirt and panties. She did as told, yanking them down and stepping out of them. As I gazed upon her standing there in front of me wearing just black fishnet stockings and heels made my heart race. Her skin was perfect, a caramel complexion that I was jealous of. I had her turn around so I could view her ass. It was tight and firm. I slapped it and she jumped. I slapped it again only harder. I wanted her to cry out and I kept slapping one cheek then the other until she let out a cry. I turned her back around and she had tears running down her face. I was proving that I was the one with all the power.

"Take off my top and place it on the bed." She obeyed. "Pull down my skirt and panties and lay them next to it." Again she obeyed. I widened my stance. "Get on your knees and eat my pussy tramp." She dropped to her knees and buried her face in my cunt. She went to work with her tongue and a very talented tongue it was. She would probe deeply inside me then begin nibbling at my clit. She continued to do this until I climaxed and my legs began to tremble.

I pulled her up. Squeeze my tits and suck on my nipples was my next command. She did so unflinchingly and to my great satisfaction until I wanted more. I loved having my tits manhandled, mauled and maltreated.

I pushed her down onto the bed. I laid down next to her and assumed the 69 position. She began working on my pussy again while I started munching on hers. Her vaginal lips were dark and thick, void of all pubic hair. I licked it, she was warm, wet and smooth, no razor stubble what so ever. I put a hand on her ass and pulled her closer to me, burying my tongue deep inside her. I placed a finger inside her, then another. She began to shake. I could tell I was having an effect on her. But I too was quivering from the attention she was giving me. Finally we achieved simultaneous orgasms, one like I had never experienced before. I turned my body around and laid behind her, spooning. We were hot and sweaty. The smell of sex filled the room, and I asked myself, where was JJ in all this.

I lifted my head and observed him sitting in a big, over stuffed easy chair in the corner of the room. I could see the big smile on his face, one of complete contentment. In one hand he was smoking a joint, in the other was his cell phone. He had recorded the entire ravenous lesbian acts of Ebony and myself. I should have used my common sense and knew something like this was going to happen but I was too caught up in my own sexual gratification to even consider a home made movie was being produced, one that could be used in numerous ways to blackmail and control me.

"Your time is up girls. Now it's my turn to talk business."