An E&I Star Is Born part 2

A New E&I Star Is Born - part 2 by talespinner (torysmith@ig.com.br) with Stormbringer (stormbringer_Stories@hotmail.com) Carla, the cute Hispanic girl, handed Jessica her new outfit, a light pink, thong bikini. The young model stared open mouthed at the two piece swimsuit. It was plainly immoral! It also violated her mothers standards of decency, though her mom had relaxed the rules as jobs grew scarcer. Her well-developed body would be a lewd spectacle if she donned the small garment. But the thought of wearing this daring swimwear in front of Mark and Latrell drove her mad with lust, soon she was eager to show the two hot males how sexy she was. The beautiful teen put the bikini bottom on and was instantly shocked. It was just a small patch of cloth in the front, barely enough to cover her pussy, plenty of golden pubic hair would be showing above it, and the back was even worse. It was no more than a string, obviously meant to be engulfed by her plump ass cheeks. The top was no better, it was tiny, and the fabric was so thin it was nearly see-through. Jess' areolas were large and the small strips of cloth barely covered them. Her nipples had been constantly hard since this morning and they pushed up the sheer material visibly. "Jessica, your pussy is trying to escape the bikini!" Ann laughed at all Jess' golden pubic hair in plain view. She turned the rotating chair to show Jess' pussy to Ann, but in fact positioning it for the cameras who zoomed it imediatly. "Yeap! I think it won't work." Carla answered. "We'll have to shave you." "Sh-shave?" the naive blonde said. "I-I already shave most of my body hair and..." "It clearly isn't enough Jess, you can't go to the set like this, come on, we must finish this shoot, just let me do the shaving." Carla answered with a no-nonsense face. "O-ok..." Jessica was unsure, but she knew she had to finish the shoot, and didn't want to enrage Mr Latrell. She stripped naked and sat on the bench facing the mirror (and the camera with the live internet feeds behind). The Hispanic girl came in with a razor and shaving cream and started to coat Jess' thick golden bush. Her fingers were carefully distributing the cream on the blonde's crotch and more than a few times massaging her inner parts, the thumb constantly brushing against her clit. Jessica was already the horniest she'd ever been and the girl's accidental touching gave her some temporary relief. The blonde teen just held her breath and moaned lightly as the intimate act continued, Carla plugged in the razor and sat beside Jess, leaning over to shave her. Jessica watched the girl in the mirror. She could see her wet labia as the girl started shaving the top of her pubes just under her belly. As the girl moved lower the vibration from the razor began having an effect on the young model. She watched more juice coat her labia and her pussy lips parted hungrily. When the razor reached the last bit on the nub, Jess could see her clit swelling with desire. She supressed a moan, relieved that it was finished, but almost wishing Carla had kept it up just a little longer. Carla wiped Jess' crotch off with a cloth and Jessica immediately felt the cool air on her newly bared skin. She was relieved to see that Carla had left her a little modesty. There was a thin strip of curly blonde pubic hair running vertically down her crotch. There were two other strips of hair branching out from the tip at 45 degree angles. Looking down her body, Jess thought it looked like a fir tree. Looking in the mirror, it looked like.... "Carla what did you do?" "It's a arrow pointed at your goodies," laughed the Hispanic girl. "Natural blondes are so rare, I couldn't shave it all. Besides, no one will see it, unless you want them too, that is." Carla winked at her. Jessica couldn't help thinking of Mark, when Carla mentioned showing someone her shaved pussy. She decided she liked it and could always shave it off if she changed her mind. Jessica entered the set in doubt, she was afraid of her mother's reaction to this lewd outfit, she was scared of her own horniness, and was unsure of what would happen if Mark touched her again with that huge black snake under his pants, especially after what Ann and Carla told her about black guys. She was a good, Southern, white girl, but the lust she was feeling now for Mark, and even Latrell, was madening! ********** Sitting on her chair, Carol was begining to doubt that the contract with E&I was a good idea. If only she wasn't so desperate! These black men were driving her insane! The beautiful, classy blonde woman had never been so horny. In fact she had always been the perfect ice queen. Her only lover had been Jessica's father, an older man, her own father's friend, and a successful engineer. She loved the man, even getting pregnant with his child when she was only seventeen. Still, she had never taken much pleasure in sex and, luckily, he hadn't demanded it from her too often. To Caroline Deveroux, sex was just a repetitive exercise men liked to do and women had to endure. She never knew what an orgasm meant, except a few from her own fingers. Since the death of her husband, ten years ago, she had lived for her daughter, not taking a new lover, forgeting all about a sex life. It had never bothered her before, but since the begining of this day, long dormant, forgotten tingles in her pussy had awakened as she dreamily looked at the black men's muscles, their crotches, seeing the gigantic bulges, imagining what their penises looked like. She had always been an arrogant, self assured woman, but when Latrell yelled at her, she had nearly wet her panties , not only from fear, but also from an unknown submissive sexual nature. "Mrs Deveroux." Mark's voice wakened her from her daydreams. "Latrell told me to check with you to see if this outfit is acceptable, you know, for the next part of the shoot." She gasped when she looked up to the handsome negro. How could she, a white woman, think this black man to be handsome! But there he was, an ebony god with a muscle filled body, towering over her. His suit was so tiny! She remembered he said it was too small, the company had sent the wrong size, but as she looked at him, eye level with his crotch, she noticed how much it displayed his impressive manhood. The thin fabric hugged his big prick like a second skin, every countour of it showed through the overstretched, snug garment. "I-I do-don't know, it's soo... well, revealing..." she tried to say, noticing Latrell's latent stare, she didn't want another reproval from the powerful man. The masculine aroma of Mark's body was enough to make the blonde excited, her pussy getting damp again. "Yeah, it shows off my cock too much..." he said tracing his dick wtih his fingers, from the balls to the tip, back and forth. It immediately started to grow. "Y-yes, i-it displays your pe-penis." "The only danger is that suit might burst, you know, in case I get hard. Do you think this fabric will hold up if I get a hard on? What do you think?" "I-I g-guess it will re-resist." She was mesmerized by the way his fingers lightly massaged his own dick, making it swell visibly. Caroline was wetting her lips with her tongue without even noticing it. "I don't know... it's such a thin material. Touch it, then tell me your true opinion." Carol thought it was only natural for her to make sure his cloth would not rip during the shoot since he would be posing with her daughter. By what she saw he got hard extremely easily and it was really an impressive cock, she was just making sure her little daughter would not get into an akward situation later. Her hand took a hold of the side of his trunks, trembling lightly, and she felt his big strong hands grabbing her own. "No, the fabric will surely resist there." he guided her trembling hands to his nearly hard cock. "I just doubt it will resist.... here." The older blonde was open mouthed, she was touching the black model's cock! She tried to rationalize she was just checking if the fabric would not burst, but Carol knew she was lying to herself when she wrapped her fingers around it the best she could through the cloth. Caroline looked at Latrell and saw him checking the equipment again, adjusting to a new and brighter light. She returned her eyes to the perfect male towering over her. Mark was smiling as he took a small step foward to place his huge bulge a few inches from her face. The classy blonde lost all composure, she couldn't help but knead the big member, her hands seemed to have a mind of their own, she was caressing the black man to full erection through his trunks. Carol couldn't belive she was doing it, but the feel of his maleness was driving her insane with lust. "See Mrs Deveroux, this suit can't hold my cock." His hard on was pushing the cloth to it's limits, its top stood already at an inch away from his body, Caroline was looking inside the small swinwear to the most impressive penis she ever saw. "It's quite uncomfortable..." Mark said grabbing the top of the garment, "...it hurts my dick when I'm this hard." He lowered the suit slowly. The bigoted blonde held her breath as she saw his hard on bending as the black man lowered his trunks, her hands were on his hips and her mouth was open, her tongue wetting her luscious lips. His engorged pole leapt out of cover, slapping her on the face. Alarmed she looked around, only to see Latrell still working on the camera and the door to the model's changing room still closed. Mark's massive body stood between her and the door, so even if the girls returned to the set they would only see Mark's back. Calmer now she returned her eyes to his pulsating prick. "Touch it Mrs Deveroux." He was not asking, the boy was ordering! But she was in no mood to say no, the bashful mother and widow took his manhood in her hands. It was at least 9", twice the size of her deceased husband, and much thicker than any cock she'd ever seen. Caroline stared in surprise with her open mouth only inches away from his erection, her delicate, snow white hand on the middle of the pole. Mark started to move his hips back and forth, as if fucking Caroline's hand, she took his cock into both hands and enjoyed the feel of the biggest dick she'd ever seen, soon his hands took hold of her head and Mark started to make longer movements. Carol tried to move her head away from the huge tool, but Mark's hand held her in place, her hands still, feeling his cock touch her open lips as he moved back and forth. The prudish blonde blushed deeply. She had never felt a cock on her mouth, she hadn't tried oral sex, not even with her husband, and it felt incredibly sexy. Without realizing it, Carol begun to move her hands, jerking his big dick, her parted lips soon felt the salty taste of his stiff member, the cockhead entered her mouth and she nearly orgasmed from pure horniness. Caroline Deveroux, an ice queen and bigot, began bobbing her head on the black meat, looking up to see his superior smile. She had never sucked a cock, now she was giving head to a black man! And loving it! She heard the door open and the girls talking as they entered the studio. Carol's hands released his member and looked up alarmed at his face. He was still holding her head, the prick deep inside her mouth, while Jessica was walking toward her. Mark released her head and she took the cock out of her mouth, he swiftly tucked the monster cock into his swinsuit. "Mom, what are you doing?" Jess asked as she saw Mark standing so close to her mother. Caroline was completely flushed, she had been caught red handed and she saw Ann and Carla giggling, as if they knew what she had just done. "Your mother was judging if this swinwear would be decent for the next shoot." Mark answered for her. He turned to the girls, his immense pole pushing up the suit, all three girls could see the black meat inside it. "And she approved this outfit." "Good." Latrell said getting into the talk. "Then we can start again." Carol looked at the girls and was shocked. Her daughter was clad in the skimpiest bikini she'd ever seen! Her big breasts were not even completely covered, her light areolas were showing over the top of the small garment, and the bottom was plainly immoral! It hugged her pussy with its thin material, showing every contour of her labia, she must have been shaved or else her pubic hairs would surely be showing! And the back of this swinsuit was non-existent! It was merelly an line that ran down her ass until it disappeared between her buttcheecks! "Wh-what!" she yelled, not noticing Tyrone entering the studio behind her. "You are mad if you think I'll let my daughter wear this lewd thing!" Caroline's strong will allowed her to have such an angry reaction, she exploded with rage and a little jealousy. "Are you planning to have her sitting again on that black model's lap? To feel his huge monster brushing against her? What the hell is this agency? What company would want to sell bikinis that border on being pornographic? Are you..." "MRS DEVEROUX!" Tyrone yelled. Carol's face lost all color, she stopped talking and begun trembling. "We NEED to talk..." He grabbed her arm. "PRIVATLY!" The large man was leading the subdued mother from the studio when he turned and said as he left. "You all continue with what you were doing, we'll be back when we finish our... discussion." Jessica felt alone and afraid, her mother had always been there by her side before, now she was alone, and she noticed the predatory look of all the people around her, as if she was a piece of meat. But all she could think about was what was going to happen to her mother. Even so she was sure her mom would do ok, she was a tough woman and knew how to handle every situation. ********** Caroline Deveroux was sweating, she had never felt this submissive. If any man had ever talked to her like that before she would have matched him word by word. But now she was feeling her knees weaken every time he exerted his authority over her. The blonde woman felt a tingle of excitment in her twat. They entered an abandoned, unused office in the warehouse. The air conditioner wasn't working here and the heat had her taking off her blaser. Looking down at her conservative white blouse, she noticed it had been a mistake, still very horny from the weird acts with Mark, Carol saw her erect nipples making two visible points on the cloth, she wished she had chosen a heavier bra instead of the lacy one she was wearing. "So Mrs Deveroux, all I've heard about you is true, you are an annoying trouble maker." He was towering over her, slowly moving foward, forcing her to step back. "But you won't disrupt the efficiency of my business! You and your daughter must learn to obey or you better pack up your things and get away from here!" "Ple-please Mr. Tyrone, I-I can explain... th-that bikini was too small, and I just couldn't..." "So what? This is a bikini collection we are working with!" "But you could clearly see it was indecent..." "Shut up! I'm not to blame if you and your daughter are too big titted and assed to wear a proper swimsuit!" "Mr Tyrone! I've never been so humiliated! It's an..." "I haven't even begun. You will learn to obey and respect true men or I'll rip this contract to pieces, and I promise I'll spread to the winds that you both are unprofessional divas who think you rule the world and are impossible to work with. I'll make sure no one will ever hire you again!" Caroline's blood froze, she was petrified with fear of their future. The magnitude of her failure finally hit her, she had just destroyed Jessica's career! "MR TYRONE! This is going too far! You don't have to do that!" "But I can, and I will." Tyrone smiled an evil grin towards the desperate woman. "Y-yes, you can," She answered defeated. "You are a source of pure trouble, I'll not loose my time with you. My word will ruin you and your daughter, or..." Tyrone continued more calmly. "...will you be more 'agreeable'?" "PLEASE! Give me another chance! I'll do anything to make up for my conduct. I'll obey your every order, please don't do it!" Somehow submiting to this big male was getting her excited again, as if admiting her defeat was the natural and right thing to do. "Well, let's see if you're obedient enough..." "I-I am! You'll see, I'll not interrupt the shoot again, and I'll agree with every thing you say, I'll..." Caroline Deveroux was clinging with all her heart to this last chance, it was her beloved daughter's future that was hanging on her hands, she had to convince this man she was sincere. "Take off your blouse." "Wh-what!" it was a brutal answer and the straight fowardness of it made her shiver, but Carol was even more scared of the excitment she was feeling to be ordered like that. "I said take off your blouse slut, show me your big tits." "O-ok, j-just don't..." she tried to speak as her hands undid the buttons, baring her impressive chest. "Shut up and do it quickly." Caroline Deveroux never felt her pussy wetter in her life, she was undressing for a rude, black man, and was starting to feel like a bitch in heat! She finally finished with her blouse, standing coyly looking up to his eyes, her ample bosom only covered by her lacy bra. "Good, real good." Tyrone looked to the deep cleavage with an evil smile, this white bitch would have to learn, and he was the man to teach her to love black cock. "Please Mr. Tyrone, I-I'll do anything for my only child, ju-just give her a chance, you'll see she's a great model..." "Who do you think you're fooling Caroline?" Tyrone raised his hands to her massive DD cups and grabbed them, the hard nipples between his fingers. "Don't you think I can see the way your nipples harden when you're around real men?" Carol blushed deeply, her face deep red with embarassment. The huge black man's fingers kneaded and molded her hooters, extracting loud moans of pure pleasure, it seemed so right to be used like this. A deep shame hit her, she knew he was telling the truth, she was loving his hands on her jugs, and she had taken Mark's cock into her mouth without even thinking twice. "Take off your bra, you whore." Tyrone continued. The bashful blonde unclasped the garment and let it fall from her hot body, the pale boobs stood open for his examination. Her tits were firm and large, with big pink areolas and protruding erect nipples that were half an inch long. This was a hot woman, Tyrone knew he had hit the golden goose, both mother and daughter were perfect for E&I. They'd bring in thousands from porn sales. He took a step back and sat on a couch, opening his big legs. "So you want to save your daughter's career, hmm?" "Y-yes Mr. T-Tyrone." "Then you have to ask me properly, by kneeling in front of me." Caroline blushed turning an even redder tone, but she obeyed, kneeling between the black giant's legs. She was a proud woman. To be in this position was something she never even imagined herself doing before, but now it seemed perfectly natural. As the bodily odor of the black man filled her nostrils Caroline started to shake with excitment, she was feeling her juices wetting her panties, this situation had her all horny and damp. "Pl-please Mr. Tyrone, do not destroy my daughter's career, give us another chance." She could see the bulge inside his trousers, it was moving, swelling. Tyrone was getting an erection! The thought of his black cock so near her was driving Carol mad with desire, she wanted to please this powerful man, make him happy with her. "I may just do it, you whore. But are you willing to pay the price for another chance?" the huge man adjusted his erection inside his clothes, it was making a big tent on his pants, so near Carol's face. "Yes Mr. Tyrone, I'll do whatever it takes to protect my daughter!" The voluptous blonde felt her nipples get so hard they ached, her tongue ran through her lips wetting it and her hands, as if having a mind of their own, grabbed his engorged hard on, kneading and massaging it to full erection. "That's it you big titted slut, take that big black dick out." Caroline unzipped his pants slowly, her heart nearly stopping with anticipation as she fished the massive prick out gasping at it's size. She had thought Mark was big, but Tyrone was huge! Shivers coursed through her body. She knew that she was totally at his mercy, all his for the taking, unable to put up any type of fight. She panted in fear of the huge cock before her face, but at the same time, a wicked sensation of excitement coursed through her body. She obviously wanted to be taken by this man. Her delicate white hands wrapped around the impressive, black tool, and some inches were still not covered by both her hands. Without thinking she began to jerk him off, looking adoringly at the giant cock, a giant black cock! She had always thought the negroes to be inferior, but now she was sure she never seen a superior man before, she felt like she was born to worship black cock. "Suck it." Caroline gasped again, until earlier today she had never felt a penis inside her lips, but now she was about to give head a second time. The formerly bashful blonde opened her lips wide and lowered her head to Tyrone's manhood, taking half the cockhead inside. She was inexperienced at this, having only heard about what she was supposed to do. Against her expectations, the taste was much to her liking, her horniness growing by the moment. She took another inch, his hands grabbing the sides of her head, and his crotch and balls still seemed so far away. Tyrone forced her to start bobbing her head up and down on his manhood, each time making her swallow another inch, until the tip touched her throat. She felt a urge to gag, but kept a hold of herself. Soon the Caroline was madly bobbing her head on his glistening pole, sucking lustily on the black man's cock. Caroline never felt so complete, she was nearly orgasming just from giving a blowjob! It felt so natural and right to suck black dick, if her white friends knew it was so good all of them would be doing the same! Suddenly, Tyrone forced her head upwards, his stiff meat exiting her mouth. A sense of lost hit Caroline, she wanted to continue sucking his cock! "PLEASE MR TYRONE! Let me suck your cock, please!" she was pleading with a desperate lust in her eyes. "So you want to suck my dick like a good whore Caroline?" "Y-yes..." only then she realized what she just said. She was begging to give head to a black man! "Put my cock between your tits." He said sliding on the couch to help her. Caroline obeyed without thinking twice, the 10" long, fat cock slided to the middle of her generous cleavage and the buxom woman pressed the sides of her huge DD hooters to engulf his erect pole. "Tell me what do you want." "I want to suck your big dick..." "My big black dick." "...your big black dick, I want to feel it sliding inside my lips!" Tyrone gave her the hint and Caroline started to move her massive jugs up and down, tit-fucking him, making loud slapping sounds. "Give head like a good slutty whore?" "Yes! Give head like a good whore, a white slut for my black man! I am your big titted white slut!" "That's good enough for me you whore, keep fucking my dick with your melons and I'll inform Latrell and your daughter the contract is still on." Tyrone took his cell phone and called Latrell. "Latrell, you can go on with the shoot, put Jessica on the phone." Carol was wide eyed, she was afraid her child would hear the sound of her jugs jerking his member! "Hi Jess, everything is ok, your mom has something to tell you." He put the phone near her head, still preventing her from stopping the titfuck. "Tell her to do anything Latrell asks her to do." "Hi Jess, listen..." a louder slap happened and Carol got imeadiatly flushed. "...no, nothing is happening, it's ok, I'm sure it's ok..." Tyrone took his cock out of the ample valley of her boobs and started to slap it against her face while jerking off. "Just do everything Latrell tells you to." He begun to force it against Caroline's lips. She tried hard to sound normal with the huge tool poking at her mouth, but wasn't able "No, I'm alright darling..." Caroline looked up to Tyrone's eyes and only saw an evil smile as he gestured with his free hand for her to jerk him off and then he took hold of her head. Carol was red with embarassment and fear, but saw his lips silently mouth 'keep talking' while she masturbated his massive cock, the head so near her lips. "W-we managed to solve our problems and everything is back on track...." Tyrone slid his pole into her open mouth in a sudden movement, extracting a moan from the ashamed mother, who was only answering with muffled 'hu-hums' to her daughter's questions. She looked up again alarmed trying to take the prick from her mouth. Tyrone moaned loudly and removed his dick from her lips, Carol's hands still jerking him off. "Listen Jessica, there's nothing wrong here..." In the middle of her sentence a huge jet of hot cum hit Caroline in the cheeks, a rope of sperm flowing to her chin and falling on her ample bosom. "... w-we are ju-just talking..." another spurt entered her mouth and she almost gagged. Tyrone took the cell phone from her hands and forced her by the hair to take his exploding prick into her mouth again. "Ms Jessica, this is Tyrone, we have entered an agreement, EH!" he spurted a huge load on Caroline's mouth, who just stood paralyzed, without knowing what to do, a pool of semen forming on her mouth, some of it escaping her lips to dribble to her tits. "Your mother really has a silver tongue, a very talented silver tongue!" Tyrone turned to Caroline and spoke 'swallow, you whore.' And she obeyed immediatly. "We'll talk later young lady, I think everything is going fine. Bye." He relaxed and looked at the humiliated woman on her knees, her face a mess of cum, large drops of it also on her ample breasts, her hair disheveled, but a silly smile was on her face, she had orgasmed as Tyrone spurted his cum while talking to her daughter and she now knew what all the fuss was about. She had never tasted the manly stuff before and was surprised to find it salty and bitter, but not vile as she expected. In fact, Caroline loved the taste, and was already eager for more. The formerly uptight and bigoted blonde submissively licked the last remaining drops of sperm off his cock, then proceded to clean off her own breasts with her tongue, even running a finger on her face to catch the last of his cum and feed it into her mouth. She was blushing deeply as he stood up and walked away, leaving her still on her knees. He didn't say another word. 4100 1.70/512345