Mother-In-Law’s Interracial Video Tape Found
My mother in law and myself had not gotten along from day one; at best we had an uneasy truce. One day that all changed when as a favor to keep peace in the family I volunteered to covert a stack of her old video tapes onto disk. That is if I did not bungle it too much; her words not mine.
Anyhow the process itself was fairly automated , though I would go through the files to make some adjustments prior to burning, and perhaps add a title or two. Maybe I would luck out and catch her doing something embarrassing, like being drunk at a party, little did I realize how much bigger the situation I would catch her in would be.
Midway through an insipidly boring family reunion as I fast forwarded the tape to ensure it would not catch or stop, I saw it; a woman in what looked like a locker room shower. She was naked wearing only a black full head bondage hood. Her body seemed to be covered in baby oil. Surrounding her were several black men, one of which she was sucking off with some difficulty (due to his great size). She took it out of her bright red lip stick covered lips and gasped for a moment, as spit dribbled down her chin and said "My jaw hurts." I had to stop the tape and rewind it and listen to it again. That voice, this no euro tape, it was the voice of my mother-in- law. Holy crap this was an amateur interracial porn video my mother-in-law had made when I was in high school and was first going out with her daughter, my future wife.
Thousands of thoughts ran through my head. Should I stop watching? Return the tape? Destroy it? Blackmail her? Of course I was going to watch the tape. I wound it back to the start and turned it on.
The scene started in my mother-in-law's former office, it was late evening, the tape seemed to have been shot during the eighties. Tad, her husband was with her, they were waiting nervously. A black man entered the room, followed by a black woman, who I assumed to be his secretary. There seemed to be a long pause, and then off camera I could hear someone prompt her to speak. "Look I will pay you and the company back the money." She said a bit too stiff, maybe it was nerves.
The black man, Mr. Peters, as he was called later, looked at a sheath of papers his secretary had brought him. "You have cost the company over three hundred thousand through you poor decisions, you have that type of money? I think not. No, we will sue you for the money, and possibly even look into a criminal complaint."
Both of them looked shocked, then my mother-in-law, Ann, said the one line you hear in nearly every porn film of this nature. "Is there anything I can do? Please." The man thought for a second and then had her get up. She looked puzzled but did as she was told, he told her to turn around slowly, as he looked at her figure. It was not too bad, wide hips, a round ass, and nice fat tits.
"What is this about?" she asked.
"The company, at my discretion, could write this off as a loss. But there is a certain amount of risk involved, and there must be compensation on my part." He said. He signaled his secretary to hand him a card from a folder. "Be there 9:00 am, sharp." He said.
The next scene had her and Tad getting out of cab near Times Square. Now this was not the Times Square you know now, this is the one in the bad old days of porn shops and martial art stores. They walked down the street to a dilapidated office building. The door man looked them over and directed them to the basement.
The next shot had them entering what looked like a shower area, with white tile walls, and in the center was what looked like an adjustable weight bench. She whispered something to her husband and he said he did not know. At that moment Mr. Peters entered the room with two other black men and his secretary.
"Ahh, timely, very good. As you well know these are my two associates, and you already know my secretary." He said. "I will be straight to the point. We have talked it over and based on your long service to this company we are willing to help you out, if you help us out." He said smiling a bit too broadly.
"I am grateful but I don't understand. What can I do for you all?" she said walking right into it.
The men all unzipped their pants and pulled out three of the biggest, longest, blackest cocks I had ever seen. Her eyes went wide. If this was an amateur film that was some of the best acting I had ever seen.
"You mean? You want me to....?" She said stumbling for words.
Her husband chimed in saying no way, to which Mr. Peters said, "Well that is a shame, I guess it is up to the lawyers then. And the police." He added.
Anne looked at her husband and then said, "Okay, but nobody must know."
Tad started to protest, but she told him it was either this or jail. The three men surrounded her, she reached forward and sheepishly grasped one of their cocks, and stroked it. The man on the other side cleared his throat and she grabbed his cock also. Mr. Peters stepped forward and took her two fat tits in his hands giving them each a healthy squeeze.
"You know what the funny thing is?" Mr. Peters said. Ann asked him what. He said, "There was a time I couldn't get into your neighborhood but now I am going to be inside you." He laughed, then he kissed her deeply. "I am going to fuck that tight little Jewish pussy until you beg me to never stop." then he kissed her again, his hands squeezing her ample ass.
"Hmm! Your wife is pretty good." The secretary said going up to Tad, she undid his belt, then his pants and took his cock into her hand and started to pump it. Ann started to say something but was too busy herself. "Yeah pretty nice for a white guy." She said pumping it some more.
"I see your husband is enjoying some integration. Let's see those tits of yours. Now!" he barked. Ann let go of the cocks she was pumping and shyly opened her blouse. I felt a little bit perverted watching my mother-in-law slowly reveal her tits, but not enough to stop.
She finished opening her blouse, one of the men took it off of her and then unsnapped her bra, letting her fat tits tumble free. Without further words the two associated lifted her tits to their mouths and sucked on them hard. They guided her hands back to their cocks to remind her to pleasure them. The secretary dropped to her knees and said "Not bad for a white boy at all." And as Tad watched his wife being transformed into a love slave for black men the secretary took his cock in between her dark lips. Ann seeing this wanted again to call out but she was too busy. Each of the black men made out with her, feeling those nice fat tits as they did so or squeezing her ample ass. In the background the secretary was having her husband strip, warning him if he did not she would not continue to blow him.
Light pressure on her shoulders had her go down onto her knees until she was face to face with the men's huge cocks. "Isn't there something else we can do?" she said knowing it was falling on deaf ears. Mr. Peters, the boss, took the lead and rubbed his cock across her face, slapping her cheeks lightly, then he ran his fat bulbous cock head across her lips, the same lips that gave me such shit for dating her daughter because I was not Jewish enough. He told her to open her mouth as one of his associates held the back of her head. Realizing she had no other option she opened her mouth wide and he rammed that monster dick inside of it. Her eyes went wide with shock. She gagged and coughed a bit but he kept it in her mouth, her lips were stretched skin tight around his shaft as she struggled to take it in.
It was almost a relief to her when he finally took it out of her mouth telling her to lick his cock and balls. She obediently went about her task, then his associated violated her mouth, as he pinched and twisted her nipples hard, making her yelp in pain, but not enough to take the cock out of her mouth.
The camera swung over to Tad, "Come on! Be a good little boy." the secretary said, handing him a pair of frilly pink lace panties to put on. "You want your dick sucked some more by this mouth you will do so." He hemmed and hawed but in the end he did what he was told to do. "That's a good boy." She said going back to sucking and jerking his cock, as he watched his wife's black enslavement.
The men had her stand up and pushed her over the weight bench. Her skirt was pulled up and her pantyhose and panties were pulled off. Mr. Peters got between her legs and ate her hairy pussy, as she squirmed, then started to moan. One of his associates told her to say she wanted to be fucked by a big black cock. She wouldn't. But after some more licking, and a huge orgasm, she said softly, "Please, fuck me with your big black cocks, please." The men smile, then each of them took a turn at licking her pussy. By the end she was crying and begging to be fucked.
Mr. Peters smiled and turned to his secretary. "Fix her up." He said, she took Ann off stage, the men turned to her husband, "Go upstairs and ask the security guy for the box he is holding for me."
In his pink panties Tad argued he could not go upstairs, Mr. Peters laughed and then delivered a slap to his face so hard I wondered if it was expected.
"You do what I tell you to do." Mr. Peters said in a low voice.
Tad thought to argue for a moment but when he saw the hand which slapped him raised to do so again, he left to do what he was told to do, as the men started to strip naked.
Tad missed Ann coming out a few moments later, totally naked, the secretary had helped her shave her pussy bald, and had put a bondage hood over her head, it had mouth, eye, and nostril holes, and was locked around her neck with a small padlock. "I don't know why you want me to wear this." She said.
Mr. Peters laughed telling her that it was a sort of tradition, or couldn't she tell by all the other stains on the mask? At that moment tad came back with a dolly full of coolers. The men each took an ice cold beer swigging it down, offering none to Ann or Tad. When they finished they tossed the empty cans aside and surrounded Ann. Mr. Peters got on the weight bench and jerked his shaft hard, then he wiggled it like a fishing lure, signaling for Ann to come to him, "Get on top of it, now."
Ann looked at Tad and said she was sorry, she climbed on top of the bench and I watched her line up her pussy with his cock and slowly lowered her ample ass down, her newly bald cunt lips stretching as tight as her mouth had a few moments ago. Oddly I thought she looked like an obscene mushroom with a black stem.
"Oh fuck! It is filling me up!" she said as she began to bounce up and down on his cock. I could not believe I was watching my mother-in-law impaling herself on a fat black cock. What was I doing at this point as I watched" Jerking my own meat off as slowly as I could, as I watched Mr. Peters suck on her tits hard while she slammed her pussy against his cock.
Tad was getting slowly blown and jerked by the secretary on the side. "It is a shame that your wife's pussy is going to be so loose afterwards." She said laughing. "Once she gets that black dick in her she won't be happy with white anymore." She said jerking him faster until he popped his load all over her tits making the men laugh.
"Tad I can't believe you did that." Ann shrieked across the room even as she bounced up and down on Mr. Peters dick. Mr. Peters turned her around so she faced away from him, as one of the other men, wishing to shut her up, came across the room and grabbed her leather hooded head and shoved his cock into her mouth. She made a surprised "Mpphh!" noise as it was shoved none too gently into her mouth.
"You know the problem with you, you talk too much." The man said as he ruthlessly throat fucked her. The third man came back into the room with a bottle of baby oil. He spilled it over her back and rubbed it in. Then he reached around to her front, lubing her big fat tits. He squeezed them and kneaded them until they were totally covered in that shiny oil. "Oh yeah this is how I like my sluts." He said, as Mr. Peters had her turn back around without taking his cock out of her, he leaned back on the bench raising her plump ass into the air. The other man went behind her.
"What? You are not going to? Please no!" she said as the camera followed in a close up, the man pulled her butt cheeks apart and then slowly pushed that massive black cock into her pink little asshole. She groaned and begged him no to but he continued to push, his cock bent slightly from the pressure then it slid in with an "Ugh!" on her part.
"Hey what do you think of your wife now?" said the guy ass fucking her. Tad just muttered something as under the secretary's watch he jerked his meat nice and hard.
After harder pounding than I have ever seen in even the most vile of Euro porn today the two men pulled out of her and jerked their own cum onto her tits as she stood on her knees on the floor in front of them. They made her rub their spunk into her breasts. Then she had to stand up and had to lean over to show her dilated pussy and ass holes.
Then she got onto her knees and sucked all their cocks hard again, I heard her complain about her jaw hurting her. The men laughed and helped her to her feet. They unlaced her bondage mask, opening the pad lock and took it off of her, she thought her torment was over, little did she know it was about to begin.
Mr. Peters went to Tad and gave him another bondage hood to put on his now black fucked wife, Ann protested as he pulled it over her head, but Tad told her he now saw they had no choice. This hood was different as it only had mouth and nostrils, she would be blind, and partial deaf due to the padding. To the side of the room at least twelve more black men entered the room as Tad finished lacing the mask up. All the men entered the room naked. Tad tried to warn his wife but he was silenced with a hand over his mouth by the secretary who led him to a chair on the side. Once he sat down in the chair she got on top of his cock and slowly rode it as he watched the men encircle his wife.
"What is going on? Tad?" Ann called out to no avail. Two cocks were put in her hands and she started to yank them. Hands groped her tits and played with pussy, rubbing it. She started to moan. "Who is there?" she cried out as she came. Mr. Peters came close to her and told her it did not matter beyond the fact that they were all big and black and she would take care of each and every one of them.
Over the next forty minutes she had every hole stuffed by multiple black cocks. Practically any position you could imagine she was fucked in. A standout moment was when one man held her hips tight and slowly fucked her to the point that she cried and begged for him to ram her hard. She was covered with cum, the mask had dark stains from the loads she took in the face.
Meanwhile, after dumping his load in the horny secretary, the now servile Tad served the men beer in the background and was rewarded by being told to lay down on the floor as the secretary rode his cock again until he came in her, though I could not see the money shot.
Mr. Peters took the bondage hood off of Ann, and she stood in shock as she saw how many men surrounded her. He brought her her glasses, I wondered why, was she going to read something"
Then I realized, as she jerked and pumped each man, all over her tits, face and stomach. Some of the guys stood around jerking themselves off and letting her finish them off. One or two insisted she hold her mouth open and shot their loads off into it, though she clearly did not like it she did as they said, which made the scene even hotter in my opinion.
I watched the cum drip off her face and glasses, she seemed nearly ready to cry, then came part two. Mr. Peters said to her "Now let us clean you off. You are after all quite a mess." The guys surrounded her and Mr. Peters pissed in her face, followed by the other men. The urine hit her glasses washing some, but not all the spunk off of her. Even Tad joined the line. When they were done she really was crying, and I don't think she was acting.
The men left after moving the bench away. Tad helped her up as the secretary turned on the actual shower. Stepping off camera she came back with some soap and started to wash Ann off as Tad watched. The secretary soaped Ann's fat tits, I hoped it would turn into a lesbian scene but it did not. Tad held her saying it was all over. Ann asked where her clothes were, and off camera we could hear Mr. Peters clear his throat.
In another room, that looked like a dressing room Ann asked for her clothes back. Mr. Peters laughed and said he had some new clothing for her, and he had one more task for her. The secretary handed her her clothing consisting of a short black plastic looking skirt, a tube top, high heels, so high she could barely walk in them. The secretary teased her hair out, and helped her to apply way too heavy makeup. Mr. Peters told her she now looked like the whore she was and she agreed. Tad, to his humiliation got a pair of way too short and tight denim cutoffs and a pink "I Love (with the heart) New York." tee shirt.
"Now walk down to this address I have a gift for you." He said handing her a card. "Two things, you are never to mention this evening or return to this building, and if I hear you did go to pick up your gift the deal is off." Mr. Peters said swatting her fat ass in the tight skirt.
A cameral followed them as they walked down two long avenue blocks getting whistles and odd looks. They turned down a side street and entered a building. The film picked up in what I thought was, or could have been, a dental office. An older black man came out and looked at the card and smiled at her. "Sit in the chair and pull down that top." He said.
Ann got into the chair as the man went into a draw and pulled out several items, he put them on a tray next to her. He took some white powder and applied it to her nipple, which hardened immediately, she complained her nipple felt numb. "Wait what are you...?" She said as he used a needle to pierce her nipple, he then slid the ring into place, a heavy one by the way her nipple sagged, and locked it in place. He cleaned up the blood. Then she pulled her tube top back up.
"Mr. Peters says he will be checking at work to make sure that that is in as a reminder of tonight." Ann turned to go, but the man cleared his throat. "You still owe me for the ring." He said, unzipping his pants. She sighed and got onto her knees. Did she really blow him? I don't know, as the camera cut to them in a cab driving home.
The last bit of the tape had her overdubbed saying how sore her pussy was. The tape cut to a game show. I rewound the tape and started to copy it onto a DVD. Then I threw the towel I had jerked off on into the laundry hamper. The bigger question was what should I do? Confront Ann? Say nothing? Tad had left her a few years ago for a younger Asian woman he had met in his store. I would have to give it some thought. The one thing that made me chuckle was that out of all the lame gifts she had ever bought me, this tape was the only one that was worth the while.
In the first part of this story I uncovered my mother in law's adult interracial video tape while copying some of her old VHS videos to DVD. Now I wanted to confront Ann about it, but first I wanted to recheck the tapes I had converted to see if there were anymore videos. So I put sweet revenge on the side and looked.
After an hour or two, going through half the stack, I was about to call it a day when I saw an odd sort of scene. It was set in her old apartment and she was talking to her friend Gina, a woman with big tits and short hair. At first I thought it was another regular home movie until I thought about it, why tape a quiet scene like this? It is usually a day at the beach or a party. But Gina? I could not believe she would be involved in anything like the prior interracial tape I had seen. But I rewound the tape and turned it on and was rewarded almost instantly.
"You have to be k**ding me. Black guys? And all because of an office mistake?" Said Gina.
My mother in law, Ann recounted how her mistake had cost the firm thousands, and she actually really done something that was somewhat criminal. "It was either that or possibly jail. What could I do? I was scared."
"You have to be putting me on." Said Gina, my cock grew so hard thinking that if this was going where I thought this was going. "Look I can prove it." Ann looked around and opened her blouse, she lifted her left tit out of her bra and showed the large ring that had been inserted through her nipple, as a reminder to keep quiet about what had happened.
"Oh shit! It might be true. Well look we should go down there, see what evidence we can find."
"Evidence" This is not a police show. They said they would get me if I came back."
"Look the way I see it you have just as much on them as they have on you, maybe even more so."
"Oh I don't know."
The next scene had them in the city, it was evening and they walked to the run down office building in Times Square, this was the 1980's before the big clean up began making the area tourist friendly. They went into the lobby and asked to go to the basement, the doorman, not even looking up from his newspaper, pointed them towards the elevators. They emerged into a hallway and walked towards the room where I had seen her get gang banged by several black men, on the previous tape. At the last minute she said she thought she was going in the wrong direction and went the other way. They entered another similar tiled room. As they got inside the doors slammed from behind them and I could hear it lock followed by the sound of chains being wrapped around the outside push bars. The women pounded and pulled on the doors, but it would not open.
"Shit we are trapped! I told you this was not a good idea." Said Ann.
"Just be calm." Said Gina looking worried.
The women sat there, the screen went black and then a title card appeared saying "A few hours later." There was a crackle from an old public address system mounted towards the ceiling. Both women got up to scream "Help!" Then a voice came across the system. "I told you Ann if you went back on the deal there would be a price to pay. I ought to leave you and your friend here.
Suddenly the speaker came to life. It was the voice Ann had dreaded to hear again, that of her black boss Mr. Peters. "Ann I thought our deal was that you should never go back to this place again. But now that you have we will have to work something out. And that includes your dark haired friend also. You see that laundry shoot over there? You two will disrobe and put all your clothes in it."
Both women howled in protest. "Fine I guess we can discuss this later tonight." The scene dissolved and was replaced with the women sitting on the room's sole piece of furniture, an oversized desk. A title card said 'Several hours later'.
"Are you two ready now?" Gina and Ann said they realized they were trapped. Ann began to undo her blouse, Gina said she was crazy but did the same. At this point I stopped the tape and pulled out my own dick with none of the hesitation I felt when I saw the first video. I remember Gina from when I was first going out with my wife. I always had wondered how those big tits of hers would look naked. I had even whacked off about her several times, but I had also thought of her as a bit of a prude. But now to see her stripping alongside my red haired mother-in-law was like a wet dream come true.
My mother in law undid her blouse while Gina undid her dress, skirts were unsnapped, belts removed, shoes kicked off. Gina unsnapped her bra letting those two large but nearly perfectly spherical boobs bounce into view' they were even better than I fantasized about. Then Ann undid her own bra showing those soft fuckable tits of her own. Gina, a somewhat classy and old fashioned woman was wearing stockings and a garter belt while my mother in law was wearing more practical pantyhose. Soon both these items joined the rest of their clothes on the floor. Lastly Gina slipped her long fingernails through the waistband of her black silk panties and slid them down, followed by my mother in law with her red panties. The two women were commanded to place their clothing shoes and all into the shoot. As they bent over I discovered that both women kept their pussies shaved clean. "Now what?" said Ann.
"Put these on." Said the voice through the speaker, as two lace catsuits were tossed into the room through a mail slot at the bottom of the double doors. The catsuits were black lace, crotchless, and with deep plunging necklines. After the put them on two pairs of high heels were also tossed through the mail slot, the women put them on and looked like every pornographic dream a young man has ever had. "Pull your tits over the top. Yes! Now you have some work to do." Came the voice over the speaker.
"Oh shit!" Said Gina as two black cocks emerged from two holes in the wall. "Ann I am sorry I didn't believe you."
The two women approached the cocks. "Do they want me to...? My husband would kill me, we don't even let black guys walk down our block and now they want us to...? No way!" said Gina.
"And if we don't we will be stuck here all weekend, or worse." Said Ann as she reached out and grabbed the huge cock in her hand. She gave it several yanks, and it began to grow in size.
Gina looked around, took a deep breath and reached out and grasped the cock in front of her, after a few strokes her hand barely could fit around it. "Geez! If anyone finds out." She said as she continued to stroke it.
"Now your mouths. Get your lips around them."
"Oh no! I am not putting some black cock in my mouth no way." Said Gina at the breaking point. "It is bad enough you make us shave each other's heads but no fucking way. You hear me no fucking way." Through a third glory hole two pieces of paper fell to the ground. Ann picked them up. It was two photos taken with an instant camera showing them jerking off the cocks. "In every newspaper by morning." Came the voice over the speaker. They realized they were trapped. The once defiant Gina sank to her knees, she grabbed the cock with one hand and as Ann mouthed for her to do it, she moved her head forward and kissed the head, then she opened her mouth and let it slide past her full pouted lips. Ann took her cock and did the same, the two women's heads bobbing up and down on the cocks in front of them.
Their master over the intercom told them to play with their tits while they sucked off the men which they did. Watching Gina pinch her own nipples was so exciting that I had to watch that scene over again and again. Ann rubbed her tits all over the guy's cock.
They were told to play with their pussies as they sucked the guys off. I could hear the wet noises as they fingered themselves. Finally when the guys were about to blow their nuts the voice came on again, telling them they were to take the cum in their mouths but were not to swallow it until told to do so, or they would have to do it again. Gina cranked her guy faster and faster, her eyes went wide as the load gushed into her mouth. Ann milked every drop out of her guy. "Stand up and face each other." The women did as they were told to do. "Now kiss each other." Ann and Gina went into each other's arms and kissed deeply letting the spunk go between each other's mouths as their tits rubbed together. "Continue to kiss." Came the words from the speaker.
Gina noticed two new cocks sticking out of the wall. They went over to them to blow them, but the guys pulled their cocks back. The women got the message. "Oh shit! I can't believe I am going to do this! It is going to ruin me." She said. The ladies backed their butts against the wall. The one fault I had with the tape was I did not see the penetration, but it must have been slammed into them pretty hard as both their eyes went wide.
There was a course of "Uh! Uh! Uh!" and "Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!" as both women were drilled long and hard by their respective studs. Two sets of boobs swung back and forth from the force of each thrust. "Stop!" came the voice over the speaker, giving the women hope that they might be released from their interracial sex nightmare, but it only got worse. "Get on your knees now." Said the voice. The women turned around, but just as they sunk to their knees the voice told them to switch spots. Each was now eyelevel with the cock that had just fucked their friend, which were still glistening with each other's juice. "Now suck! Suck them or stay here!" The voice said. With sour faces both women took the cocks back into their mouths, tasting each other's pussies as they did so. "How does it taste ladies" Better get used to it." The speaker said.
The women were then told to turn around for more penetration. You could hear the groan from behind the wall as the guys shot their worth into both of the women. If this tape had finished at this point I would have been amazed, but more was to come.
"Put these on. Help each other." Two leather masks were tossed into the room. They were the sort of hoods that had no eye holes, only holes for the mouth and nostrils. The women helped each other put them on locking them in place with a strap around the neck. At that point the door opened and Mr. Peters and twelve other black men, all were naked came into the room.
"Who is there?" Said Ann. Mr. Peters to taunt them kept quiet for a moment, the women asked again if anyone was there and Mr. Peters walked over to Ann and kissed her deeply, then he kissed Gina, guiding her hands to his cock, she reached out and grasped his cock yanking it up and down with the hand that had the big diamond wedding ring on it that she was so proud of. Other guys came up to her. One from behind her grabbed her big tits giving them a hard squeeze. Ann was pushed lightly down to her knees and was surrounded by so many black cocks it looked like an octopus was attacking her. She sucked on one while another two were placed in each of her hands. A man slid underneath her and started to lick her pussy making her squirm and wiggle as she did so.
Gina was dragged over to the desk, and made to lean over it. The man slowly pushed his black cock into her pussy saying how tight it was as he squeezed her finely shaped ass checks. Gina groaned as it entered her, another of the guys stood on the desk and crammed his dick down her throat.
Some of the men Ann sucked and jerked could not take it for long (not that I blame them at all) and shot their loads all over her leather hood, staining the leather dark with their tribute to her. In the background any of the men not being pleasured by the captive women sat drank beer after beer from a cooler that had been rolled into the room.
The fucking continued, with Mr. Peter's greasing up his cock, clearly he was the leader of the group. He had both Ann and Gina get up on the desk on all fours. He went over to Ann first and slowly pushed his oiled black cock up her tiny asshole. "What's happening?" said Gina in a panic as she was blinded by the hood she was wearing. Ann told her that she was getting fucked in the ass. Mr. Peters reached over and fingered Gina's pussy, then he stuck his finger up Gina's ass telling her she was next.
After several minutes he pulled out of Ann, the camera zoomed in to show her dialated asshole. Then he re-oiled his cock and spread Gina's ass cheeks apart. She pleaded, but there was no getting out of it for her, a close up showed his cock pressing against her asshole, then as he yelled at her for her to relax his head slowly slid in as she gasped. He let her relax and then pushed the rest of his shaft into her. Mr. Peters signaled a second man over to him, who put his cock into Ann's now vacant asshole.
The two women moaned and yelled and grunted in unison as their MILF assholes were penetrated, but even this level of debasement was not enough for these men, others came over and shoved their cocks deep into the women's mouths, muffling their verbal tributes to their new black masters. The men held the women's leather hooded heads as they pushed their cocks further and further down their throats making their slaves cough and gag when the cocks were withdrawn. Sometimes the men would pinch shut the women's mouths for nearly a minute making that gasp and gag even more.
Mr. Peters looked up in the air and yelled as she shot his load deep into Gina's asshole. A camera close-up showed the cum run out of her dilated anus as he pulled out of her. He rubbed his cock against her butt cheeks leaving shiny lines of cum, then he playfully slapped her ass with his cock making it shake. He stepped aside and another man pushed his cock into her pussy as he reached forward and grabbed her fat tits roughly.
A man had gotten underneath Ann and slid his cock into her so she was now being double penetrated. The man she was blowing had already shot his load all over her leather hood leaving dark marks where his cum had fallen. She sobbed and cried about how much she loved being fucked by black men pleading for it to go on forever.
The debasement of these women continued for another half hour, then finally when they had exhausted every cock in the room the men stepped away, and Mr. Peter's pushed forward. He had the exhausted ladies stand and face each other, had them get closer and closer to each other until their breasts touched and they realized they were being made to touch each other.
"What are you doing? We are not...." Cried Ann.
"What do you think? No way!" said Ann.
Mr. Peters laughed and said, "You two will do what I say, if you want to get out of here. Now kiss each other so I know there is not such hard feelings."
"This is crazy! I'm no lesbian." Said Gina, even as Mr. Peter's moved their two heads towards each other with a gentle push on the back of their hoods.
Ann, to her credit, seemed to start the kiss, it was short, but it broke the taboo. "Now was that that bad.? Gina commented her mouth tasted salty from all the cum. He laughed and said so did hers. They kissed again, and again, a little longer each time, their breasts pressed and flattened against each other. Under the guidance of their black master the two women felt each other's tits, Gina lightly pinched Ann's nipples. Then Ann wanting to up the ante leaned down and took Gina's nipple into her mouth and sucked on it, with Gina then returning the favor, they sucked on each other's nipples until they were hard and wet with each others" spit.
Gina reached over and rubbed Ann's pussy and Ann did the same for her friend, all inhabitions had been lost at this point. The men got them onto the desk facing each other's pussies, within moments they started to lick each other's cunts, as the men stood around jerking themselves hard again as they drank their beers.
After several minutes of intense cunt licking the women were pulled apart and made to stand. A heavy leather collar was attached around both the women's necks and locked into place with a small padlock, a metal chain dog leach was attached to a eyelid on the collar. The women's hoods were removed. The ladies were made to walk around the floor on all fours while a man held each leash.
"Sit! Good girls." Mr. Peters said laughing at the women's obedience. He took his cock and shoved it into Gina mouth. "Yeah! Suck it deep. I am going to break you in right." He said as another man put his cock in Anne's mouth.. He reached down and pinched her nipple hard Anne was on her knees leaning backward as the man stood behind her and pile-drived his ebony dick straight down her throat. Another man pushed four of his fingers into her pussy making her tremble while she was throat fucked. The women were made to jerk off a cock in each hand, while another man took photographs of the humiliated wives. When Mr. Peters busted his nut he pulled it out of Gina's mouth and jerked off all over her hair. The men she was jerking off did the same, coating her dark hair with their cum.
The men Anne was servicing did the same to her leaving her hair a sticky mess. Two of the men who had not got their rocks off yet pushed the women onto their hands and knees and gave them one final fuck while the goo dried on their faces.
"One last thing." Said Mr. Peters as the women were led to a shower stall. Their collars were removed. "Are these yours?" he asked asking the women to put on their glasses. They were told to get on their knees. Mr. Peters told them both to keep their mouths opens. "For what?" said Ann as he aimed his cock at her and pissed on her face. He ordered her to open her mouth and as she said no the urine shot into it anyway. The other men joined in streaming their piss into the women's hair and all over their tits. The urine splashed against their glasses, their eyes wide in terror. When the last man was done all the men left as the two women held each other sobbing. Then the showers, turned on by an unseen hand.
Finally when the women were done washing Mr. Peters came back in and warned them both not to come back unless they were called for. "What about our clothes?" Gina cried out. They were given two short leather skirts, two pink "I heart NY" shirts a size too tight, and plastic purple boots.
As they were about to leave Mr. Peters called them over and handed Ann a card. "Go see him again Anne, tell him I send you." In the last video I had seen Ann had gone over to this underground tattoo piercing place to get a nipple ring as a reminder of her black submission.
This time both of them went to the rundown office building. The black proprietor looked them over and laughed. Then he went to work. Gina was still muttering how she could not believe what had happened. Tears filled her eyes as each of her nipples were pierced with heavy silver rings. Then Anne was made to get on a table, and even though she protested she knew there was no way out now. A clit ring was inserted into her red from use pussy.
Both whore wives wandered nasty old Times Square, dressed like low class whores until a cab came to take them home.
I must have cranked out ten loads watching a re-watching that video, then wouldn't you know it, my mother-in-law called asking if the videos were ready, if I hadn't screwed them up. I told her I'd bring them over the next day. My only question was what I wanted from her to ensure these tapes did not wind up for sale in every video store coast to coast. As I was going through the stacks of videos I was going to return I one that had slid to the side of the pile which was marked: "Ann and Gina: The Next Day."
I guess I would have to put off my plans just a bit more as I watched the most explosive video yet.
Anyhow the process itself was fairly automated , though I would go through the files to make some adjustments prior to burning, and perhaps add a title or two. Maybe I would luck out and catch her doing something embarrassing, like being drunk at a party, little did I realize how much bigger the situation I would catch her in would be.
Midway through an insipidly boring family reunion as I fast forwarded the tape to ensure it would not catch or stop, I saw it; a woman in what looked like a locker room shower. She was naked wearing only a black full head bondage hood. Her body seemed to be covered in baby oil. Surrounding her were several black men, one of which she was sucking off with some difficulty (due to his great size). She took it out of her bright red lip stick covered lips and gasped for a moment, as spit dribbled down her chin and said "My jaw hurts." I had to stop the tape and rewind it and listen to it again. That voice, this no euro tape, it was the voice of my mother-in- law. Holy crap this was an amateur interracial porn video my mother-in-law had made when I was in high school and was first going out with her daughter, my future wife.
Thousands of thoughts ran through my head. Should I stop watching? Return the tape? Destroy it? Blackmail her? Of course I was going to watch the tape. I wound it back to the start and turned it on.
The scene started in my mother-in-law's former office, it was late evening, the tape seemed to have been shot during the eighties. Tad, her husband was with her, they were waiting nervously. A black man entered the room, followed by a black woman, who I assumed to be his secretary. There seemed to be a long pause, and then off camera I could hear someone prompt her to speak. "Look I will pay you and the company back the money." She said a bit too stiff, maybe it was nerves.
The black man, Mr. Peters, as he was called later, looked at a sheath of papers his secretary had brought him. "You have cost the company over three hundred thousand through you poor decisions, you have that type of money? I think not. No, we will sue you for the money, and possibly even look into a criminal complaint."
Both of them looked shocked, then my mother-in-law, Ann, said the one line you hear in nearly every porn film of this nature. "Is there anything I can do? Please." The man thought for a second and then had her get up. She looked puzzled but did as she was told, he told her to turn around slowly, as he looked at her figure. It was not too bad, wide hips, a round ass, and nice fat tits.
"What is this about?" she asked.
"The company, at my discretion, could write this off as a loss. But there is a certain amount of risk involved, and there must be compensation on my part." He said. He signaled his secretary to hand him a card from a folder. "Be there 9:00 am, sharp." He said.
The next scene had her and Tad getting out of cab near Times Square. Now this was not the Times Square you know now, this is the one in the bad old days of porn shops and martial art stores. They walked down the street to a dilapidated office building. The door man looked them over and directed them to the basement.
The next shot had them entering what looked like a shower area, with white tile walls, and in the center was what looked like an adjustable weight bench. She whispered something to her husband and he said he did not know. At that moment Mr. Peters entered the room with two other black men and his secretary.
"Ahh, timely, very good. As you well know these are my two associates, and you already know my secretary." He said. "I will be straight to the point. We have talked it over and based on your long service to this company we are willing to help you out, if you help us out." He said smiling a bit too broadly.
"I am grateful but I don't understand. What can I do for you all?" she said walking right into it.
The men all unzipped their pants and pulled out three of the biggest, longest, blackest cocks I had ever seen. Her eyes went wide. If this was an amateur film that was some of the best acting I had ever seen.
"You mean? You want me to....?" She said stumbling for words.
Her husband chimed in saying no way, to which Mr. Peters said, "Well that is a shame, I guess it is up to the lawyers then. And the police." He added.
Anne looked at her husband and then said, "Okay, but nobody must know."
Tad started to protest, but she told him it was either this or jail. The three men surrounded her, she reached forward and sheepishly grasped one of their cocks, and stroked it. The man on the other side cleared his throat and she grabbed his cock also. Mr. Peters stepped forward and took her two fat tits in his hands giving them each a healthy squeeze.
"You know what the funny thing is?" Mr. Peters said. Ann asked him what. He said, "There was a time I couldn't get into your neighborhood but now I am going to be inside you." He laughed, then he kissed her deeply. "I am going to fuck that tight little Jewish pussy until you beg me to never stop." then he kissed her again, his hands squeezing her ample ass.
"Hmm! Your wife is pretty good." The secretary said going up to Tad, she undid his belt, then his pants and took his cock into her hand and started to pump it. Ann started to say something but was too busy herself. "Yeah pretty nice for a white guy." She said pumping it some more.
"I see your husband is enjoying some integration. Let's see those tits of yours. Now!" he barked. Ann let go of the cocks she was pumping and shyly opened her blouse. I felt a little bit perverted watching my mother-in-law slowly reveal her tits, but not enough to stop.
She finished opening her blouse, one of the men took it off of her and then unsnapped her bra, letting her fat tits tumble free. Without further words the two associated lifted her tits to their mouths and sucked on them hard. They guided her hands back to their cocks to remind her to pleasure them. The secretary dropped to her knees and said "Not bad for a white boy at all." And as Tad watched his wife being transformed into a love slave for black men the secretary took his cock in between her dark lips. Ann seeing this wanted again to call out but she was too busy. Each of the black men made out with her, feeling those nice fat tits as they did so or squeezing her ample ass. In the background the secretary was having her husband strip, warning him if he did not she would not continue to blow him.
Light pressure on her shoulders had her go down onto her knees until she was face to face with the men's huge cocks. "Isn't there something else we can do?" she said knowing it was falling on deaf ears. Mr. Peters, the boss, took the lead and rubbed his cock across her face, slapping her cheeks lightly, then he ran his fat bulbous cock head across her lips, the same lips that gave me such shit for dating her daughter because I was not Jewish enough. He told her to open her mouth as one of his associates held the back of her head. Realizing she had no other option she opened her mouth wide and he rammed that monster dick inside of it. Her eyes went wide with shock. She gagged and coughed a bit but he kept it in her mouth, her lips were stretched skin tight around his shaft as she struggled to take it in.
It was almost a relief to her when he finally took it out of her mouth telling her to lick his cock and balls. She obediently went about her task, then his associated violated her mouth, as he pinched and twisted her nipples hard, making her yelp in pain, but not enough to take the cock out of her mouth.
The camera swung over to Tad, "Come on! Be a good little boy." the secretary said, handing him a pair of frilly pink lace panties to put on. "You want your dick sucked some more by this mouth you will do so." He hemmed and hawed but in the end he did what he was told to do. "That's a good boy." She said going back to sucking and jerking his cock, as he watched his wife's black enslavement.
The men had her stand up and pushed her over the weight bench. Her skirt was pulled up and her pantyhose and panties were pulled off. Mr. Peters got between her legs and ate her hairy pussy, as she squirmed, then started to moan. One of his associates told her to say she wanted to be fucked by a big black cock. She wouldn't. But after some more licking, and a huge orgasm, she said softly, "Please, fuck me with your big black cocks, please." The men smile, then each of them took a turn at licking her pussy. By the end she was crying and begging to be fucked.
Mr. Peters smiled and turned to his secretary. "Fix her up." He said, she took Ann off stage, the men turned to her husband, "Go upstairs and ask the security guy for the box he is holding for me."
In his pink panties Tad argued he could not go upstairs, Mr. Peters laughed and then delivered a slap to his face so hard I wondered if it was expected.
"You do what I tell you to do." Mr. Peters said in a low voice.
Tad thought to argue for a moment but when he saw the hand which slapped him raised to do so again, he left to do what he was told to do, as the men started to strip naked.
Tad missed Ann coming out a few moments later, totally naked, the secretary had helped her shave her pussy bald, and had put a bondage hood over her head, it had mouth, eye, and nostril holes, and was locked around her neck with a small padlock. "I don't know why you want me to wear this." She said.
Mr. Peters laughed telling her that it was a sort of tradition, or couldn't she tell by all the other stains on the mask? At that moment tad came back with a dolly full of coolers. The men each took an ice cold beer swigging it down, offering none to Ann or Tad. When they finished they tossed the empty cans aside and surrounded Ann. Mr. Peters got on the weight bench and jerked his shaft hard, then he wiggled it like a fishing lure, signaling for Ann to come to him, "Get on top of it, now."
Ann looked at Tad and said she was sorry, she climbed on top of the bench and I watched her line up her pussy with his cock and slowly lowered her ample ass down, her newly bald cunt lips stretching as tight as her mouth had a few moments ago. Oddly I thought she looked like an obscene mushroom with a black stem.
"Oh fuck! It is filling me up!" she said as she began to bounce up and down on his cock. I could not believe I was watching my mother-in-law impaling herself on a fat black cock. What was I doing at this point as I watched" Jerking my own meat off as slowly as I could, as I watched Mr. Peters suck on her tits hard while she slammed her pussy against his cock.
Tad was getting slowly blown and jerked by the secretary on the side. "It is a shame that your wife's pussy is going to be so loose afterwards." She said laughing. "Once she gets that black dick in her she won't be happy with white anymore." She said jerking him faster until he popped his load all over her tits making the men laugh.
"Tad I can't believe you did that." Ann shrieked across the room even as she bounced up and down on Mr. Peters dick. Mr. Peters turned her around so she faced away from him, as one of the other men, wishing to shut her up, came across the room and grabbed her leather hooded head and shoved his cock into her mouth. She made a surprised "Mpphh!" noise as it was shoved none too gently into her mouth.
"You know the problem with you, you talk too much." The man said as he ruthlessly throat fucked her. The third man came back into the room with a bottle of baby oil. He spilled it over her back and rubbed it in. Then he reached around to her front, lubing her big fat tits. He squeezed them and kneaded them until they were totally covered in that shiny oil. "Oh yeah this is how I like my sluts." He said, as Mr. Peters had her turn back around without taking his cock out of her, he leaned back on the bench raising her plump ass into the air. The other man went behind her.
"What? You are not going to? Please no!" she said as the camera followed in a close up, the man pulled her butt cheeks apart and then slowly pushed that massive black cock into her pink little asshole. She groaned and begged him no to but he continued to push, his cock bent slightly from the pressure then it slid in with an "Ugh!" on her part.
"Hey what do you think of your wife now?" said the guy ass fucking her. Tad just muttered something as under the secretary's watch he jerked his meat nice and hard.
After harder pounding than I have ever seen in even the most vile of Euro porn today the two men pulled out of her and jerked their own cum onto her tits as she stood on her knees on the floor in front of them. They made her rub their spunk into her breasts. Then she had to stand up and had to lean over to show her dilated pussy and ass holes.
Then she got onto her knees and sucked all their cocks hard again, I heard her complain about her jaw hurting her. The men laughed and helped her to her feet. They unlaced her bondage mask, opening the pad lock and took it off of her, she thought her torment was over, little did she know it was about to begin.
Mr. Peters went to Tad and gave him another bondage hood to put on his now black fucked wife, Ann protested as he pulled it over her head, but Tad told her he now saw they had no choice. This hood was different as it only had mouth and nostrils, she would be blind, and partial deaf due to the padding. To the side of the room at least twelve more black men entered the room as Tad finished lacing the mask up. All the men entered the room naked. Tad tried to warn his wife but he was silenced with a hand over his mouth by the secretary who led him to a chair on the side. Once he sat down in the chair she got on top of his cock and slowly rode it as he watched the men encircle his wife.
"What is going on? Tad?" Ann called out to no avail. Two cocks were put in her hands and she started to yank them. Hands groped her tits and played with pussy, rubbing it. She started to moan. "Who is there?" she cried out as she came. Mr. Peters came close to her and told her it did not matter beyond the fact that they were all big and black and she would take care of each and every one of them.
Over the next forty minutes she had every hole stuffed by multiple black cocks. Practically any position you could imagine she was fucked in. A standout moment was when one man held her hips tight and slowly fucked her to the point that she cried and begged for him to ram her hard. She was covered with cum, the mask had dark stains from the loads she took in the face.
Meanwhile, after dumping his load in the horny secretary, the now servile Tad served the men beer in the background and was rewarded by being told to lay down on the floor as the secretary rode his cock again until he came in her, though I could not see the money shot.
Mr. Peters took the bondage hood off of Ann, and she stood in shock as she saw how many men surrounded her. He brought her her glasses, I wondered why, was she going to read something"
Then I realized, as she jerked and pumped each man, all over her tits, face and stomach. Some of the guys stood around jerking themselves off and letting her finish them off. One or two insisted she hold her mouth open and shot their loads off into it, though she clearly did not like it she did as they said, which made the scene even hotter in my opinion.
I watched the cum drip off her face and glasses, she seemed nearly ready to cry, then came part two. Mr. Peters said to her "Now let us clean you off. You are after all quite a mess." The guys surrounded her and Mr. Peters pissed in her face, followed by the other men. The urine hit her glasses washing some, but not all the spunk off of her. Even Tad joined the line. When they were done she really was crying, and I don't think she was acting.
The men left after moving the bench away. Tad helped her up as the secretary turned on the actual shower. Stepping off camera she came back with some soap and started to wash Ann off as Tad watched. The secretary soaped Ann's fat tits, I hoped it would turn into a lesbian scene but it did not. Tad held her saying it was all over. Ann asked where her clothes were, and off camera we could hear Mr. Peters clear his throat.
In another room, that looked like a dressing room Ann asked for her clothes back. Mr. Peters laughed and said he had some new clothing for her, and he had one more task for her. The secretary handed her her clothing consisting of a short black plastic looking skirt, a tube top, high heels, so high she could barely walk in them. The secretary teased her hair out, and helped her to apply way too heavy makeup. Mr. Peters told her she now looked like the whore she was and she agreed. Tad, to his humiliation got a pair of way too short and tight denim cutoffs and a pink "I Love (with the heart) New York." tee shirt.
"Now walk down to this address I have a gift for you." He said handing her a card. "Two things, you are never to mention this evening or return to this building, and if I hear you did go to pick up your gift the deal is off." Mr. Peters said swatting her fat ass in the tight skirt.
A cameral followed them as they walked down two long avenue blocks getting whistles and odd looks. They turned down a side street and entered a building. The film picked up in what I thought was, or could have been, a dental office. An older black man came out and looked at the card and smiled at her. "Sit in the chair and pull down that top." He said.
Ann got into the chair as the man went into a draw and pulled out several items, he put them on a tray next to her. He took some white powder and applied it to her nipple, which hardened immediately, she complained her nipple felt numb. "Wait what are you...?" She said as he used a needle to pierce her nipple, he then slid the ring into place, a heavy one by the way her nipple sagged, and locked it in place. He cleaned up the blood. Then she pulled her tube top back up.
"Mr. Peters says he will be checking at work to make sure that that is in as a reminder of tonight." Ann turned to go, but the man cleared his throat. "You still owe me for the ring." He said, unzipping his pants. She sighed and got onto her knees. Did she really blow him? I don't know, as the camera cut to them in a cab driving home.
The last bit of the tape had her overdubbed saying how sore her pussy was. The tape cut to a game show. I rewound the tape and started to copy it onto a DVD. Then I threw the towel I had jerked off on into the laundry hamper. The bigger question was what should I do? Confront Ann? Say nothing? Tad had left her a few years ago for a younger Asian woman he had met in his store. I would have to give it some thought. The one thing that made me chuckle was that out of all the lame gifts she had ever bought me, this tape was the only one that was worth the while.
In the first part of this story I uncovered my mother in law's adult interracial video tape while copying some of her old VHS videos to DVD. Now I wanted to confront Ann about it, but first I wanted to recheck the tapes I had converted to see if there were anymore videos. So I put sweet revenge on the side and looked.
After an hour or two, going through half the stack, I was about to call it a day when I saw an odd sort of scene. It was set in her old apartment and she was talking to her friend Gina, a woman with big tits and short hair. At first I thought it was another regular home movie until I thought about it, why tape a quiet scene like this? It is usually a day at the beach or a party. But Gina? I could not believe she would be involved in anything like the prior interracial tape I had seen. But I rewound the tape and turned it on and was rewarded almost instantly.
"You have to be k**ding me. Black guys? And all because of an office mistake?" Said Gina.
My mother in law, Ann recounted how her mistake had cost the firm thousands, and she actually really done something that was somewhat criminal. "It was either that or possibly jail. What could I do? I was scared."
"You have to be putting me on." Said Gina, my cock grew so hard thinking that if this was going where I thought this was going. "Look I can prove it." Ann looked around and opened her blouse, she lifted her left tit out of her bra and showed the large ring that had been inserted through her nipple, as a reminder to keep quiet about what had happened.
"Oh shit! It might be true. Well look we should go down there, see what evidence we can find."
"Evidence" This is not a police show. They said they would get me if I came back."
"Look the way I see it you have just as much on them as they have on you, maybe even more so."
"Oh I don't know."
The next scene had them in the city, it was evening and they walked to the run down office building in Times Square, this was the 1980's before the big clean up began making the area tourist friendly. They went into the lobby and asked to go to the basement, the doorman, not even looking up from his newspaper, pointed them towards the elevators. They emerged into a hallway and walked towards the room where I had seen her get gang banged by several black men, on the previous tape. At the last minute she said she thought she was going in the wrong direction and went the other way. They entered another similar tiled room. As they got inside the doors slammed from behind them and I could hear it lock followed by the sound of chains being wrapped around the outside push bars. The women pounded and pulled on the doors, but it would not open.
"Shit we are trapped! I told you this was not a good idea." Said Ann.
"Just be calm." Said Gina looking worried.
The women sat there, the screen went black and then a title card appeared saying "A few hours later." There was a crackle from an old public address system mounted towards the ceiling. Both women got up to scream "Help!" Then a voice came across the system. "I told you Ann if you went back on the deal there would be a price to pay. I ought to leave you and your friend here.
Suddenly the speaker came to life. It was the voice Ann had dreaded to hear again, that of her black boss Mr. Peters. "Ann I thought our deal was that you should never go back to this place again. But now that you have we will have to work something out. And that includes your dark haired friend also. You see that laundry shoot over there? You two will disrobe and put all your clothes in it."
Both women howled in protest. "Fine I guess we can discuss this later tonight." The scene dissolved and was replaced with the women sitting on the room's sole piece of furniture, an oversized desk. A title card said 'Several hours later'.
"Are you two ready now?" Gina and Ann said they realized they were trapped. Ann began to undo her blouse, Gina said she was crazy but did the same. At this point I stopped the tape and pulled out my own dick with none of the hesitation I felt when I saw the first video. I remember Gina from when I was first going out with my wife. I always had wondered how those big tits of hers would look naked. I had even whacked off about her several times, but I had also thought of her as a bit of a prude. But now to see her stripping alongside my red haired mother-in-law was like a wet dream come true.
My mother in law undid her blouse while Gina undid her dress, skirts were unsnapped, belts removed, shoes kicked off. Gina unsnapped her bra letting those two large but nearly perfectly spherical boobs bounce into view' they were even better than I fantasized about. Then Ann undid her own bra showing those soft fuckable tits of her own. Gina, a somewhat classy and old fashioned woman was wearing stockings and a garter belt while my mother in law was wearing more practical pantyhose. Soon both these items joined the rest of their clothes on the floor. Lastly Gina slipped her long fingernails through the waistband of her black silk panties and slid them down, followed by my mother in law with her red panties. The two women were commanded to place their clothing shoes and all into the shoot. As they bent over I discovered that both women kept their pussies shaved clean. "Now what?" said Ann.
"Put these on." Said the voice through the speaker, as two lace catsuits were tossed into the room through a mail slot at the bottom of the double doors. The catsuits were black lace, crotchless, and with deep plunging necklines. After the put them on two pairs of high heels were also tossed through the mail slot, the women put them on and looked like every pornographic dream a young man has ever had. "Pull your tits over the top. Yes! Now you have some work to do." Came the voice over the speaker.
"Oh shit!" Said Gina as two black cocks emerged from two holes in the wall. "Ann I am sorry I didn't believe you."
The two women approached the cocks. "Do they want me to...? My husband would kill me, we don't even let black guys walk down our block and now they want us to...? No way!" said Gina.
"And if we don't we will be stuck here all weekend, or worse." Said Ann as she reached out and grabbed the huge cock in her hand. She gave it several yanks, and it began to grow in size.
Gina looked around, took a deep breath and reached out and grasped the cock in front of her, after a few strokes her hand barely could fit around it. "Geez! If anyone finds out." She said as she continued to stroke it.
"Now your mouths. Get your lips around them."
"Oh no! I am not putting some black cock in my mouth no way." Said Gina at the breaking point. "It is bad enough you make us shave each other's heads but no fucking way. You hear me no fucking way." Through a third glory hole two pieces of paper fell to the ground. Ann picked them up. It was two photos taken with an instant camera showing them jerking off the cocks. "In every newspaper by morning." Came the voice over the speaker. They realized they were trapped. The once defiant Gina sank to her knees, she grabbed the cock with one hand and as Ann mouthed for her to do it, she moved her head forward and kissed the head, then she opened her mouth and let it slide past her full pouted lips. Ann took her cock and did the same, the two women's heads bobbing up and down on the cocks in front of them.
Their master over the intercom told them to play with their tits while they sucked off the men which they did. Watching Gina pinch her own nipples was so exciting that I had to watch that scene over again and again. Ann rubbed her tits all over the guy's cock.
They were told to play with their pussies as they sucked the guys off. I could hear the wet noises as they fingered themselves. Finally when the guys were about to blow their nuts the voice came on again, telling them they were to take the cum in their mouths but were not to swallow it until told to do so, or they would have to do it again. Gina cranked her guy faster and faster, her eyes went wide as the load gushed into her mouth. Ann milked every drop out of her guy. "Stand up and face each other." The women did as they were told to do. "Now kiss each other." Ann and Gina went into each other's arms and kissed deeply letting the spunk go between each other's mouths as their tits rubbed together. "Continue to kiss." Came the words from the speaker.
Gina noticed two new cocks sticking out of the wall. They went over to them to blow them, but the guys pulled their cocks back. The women got the message. "Oh shit! I can't believe I am going to do this! It is going to ruin me." She said. The ladies backed their butts against the wall. The one fault I had with the tape was I did not see the penetration, but it must have been slammed into them pretty hard as both their eyes went wide.
There was a course of "Uh! Uh! Uh!" and "Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!" as both women were drilled long and hard by their respective studs. Two sets of boobs swung back and forth from the force of each thrust. "Stop!" came the voice over the speaker, giving the women hope that they might be released from their interracial sex nightmare, but it only got worse. "Get on your knees now." Said the voice. The women turned around, but just as they sunk to their knees the voice told them to switch spots. Each was now eyelevel with the cock that had just fucked their friend, which were still glistening with each other's juice. "Now suck! Suck them or stay here!" The voice said. With sour faces both women took the cocks back into their mouths, tasting each other's pussies as they did so. "How does it taste ladies" Better get used to it." The speaker said.
The women were then told to turn around for more penetration. You could hear the groan from behind the wall as the guys shot their worth into both of the women. If this tape had finished at this point I would have been amazed, but more was to come.
"Put these on. Help each other." Two leather masks were tossed into the room. They were the sort of hoods that had no eye holes, only holes for the mouth and nostrils. The women helped each other put them on locking them in place with a strap around the neck. At that point the door opened and Mr. Peters and twelve other black men, all were naked came into the room.
"Who is there?" Said Ann. Mr. Peters to taunt them kept quiet for a moment, the women asked again if anyone was there and Mr. Peters walked over to Ann and kissed her deeply, then he kissed Gina, guiding her hands to his cock, she reached out and grasped his cock yanking it up and down with the hand that had the big diamond wedding ring on it that she was so proud of. Other guys came up to her. One from behind her grabbed her big tits giving them a hard squeeze. Ann was pushed lightly down to her knees and was surrounded by so many black cocks it looked like an octopus was attacking her. She sucked on one while another two were placed in each of her hands. A man slid underneath her and started to lick her pussy making her squirm and wiggle as she did so.
Gina was dragged over to the desk, and made to lean over it. The man slowly pushed his black cock into her pussy saying how tight it was as he squeezed her finely shaped ass checks. Gina groaned as it entered her, another of the guys stood on the desk and crammed his dick down her throat.
Some of the men Ann sucked and jerked could not take it for long (not that I blame them at all) and shot their loads all over her leather hood, staining the leather dark with their tribute to her. In the background any of the men not being pleasured by the captive women sat drank beer after beer from a cooler that had been rolled into the room.
The fucking continued, with Mr. Peter's greasing up his cock, clearly he was the leader of the group. He had both Ann and Gina get up on the desk on all fours. He went over to Ann first and slowly pushed his oiled black cock up her tiny asshole. "What's happening?" said Gina in a panic as she was blinded by the hood she was wearing. Ann told her that she was getting fucked in the ass. Mr. Peters reached over and fingered Gina's pussy, then he stuck his finger up Gina's ass telling her she was next.
After several minutes he pulled out of Ann, the camera zoomed in to show her dialated asshole. Then he re-oiled his cock and spread Gina's ass cheeks apart. She pleaded, but there was no getting out of it for her, a close up showed his cock pressing against her asshole, then as he yelled at her for her to relax his head slowly slid in as she gasped. He let her relax and then pushed the rest of his shaft into her. Mr. Peters signaled a second man over to him, who put his cock into Ann's now vacant asshole.
The two women moaned and yelled and grunted in unison as their MILF assholes were penetrated, but even this level of debasement was not enough for these men, others came over and shoved their cocks deep into the women's mouths, muffling their verbal tributes to their new black masters. The men held the women's leather hooded heads as they pushed their cocks further and further down their throats making their slaves cough and gag when the cocks were withdrawn. Sometimes the men would pinch shut the women's mouths for nearly a minute making that gasp and gag even more.
Mr. Peters looked up in the air and yelled as she shot his load deep into Gina's asshole. A camera close-up showed the cum run out of her dilated anus as he pulled out of her. He rubbed his cock against her butt cheeks leaving shiny lines of cum, then he playfully slapped her ass with his cock making it shake. He stepped aside and another man pushed his cock into her pussy as he reached forward and grabbed her fat tits roughly.
A man had gotten underneath Ann and slid his cock into her so she was now being double penetrated. The man she was blowing had already shot his load all over her leather hood leaving dark marks where his cum had fallen. She sobbed and cried about how much she loved being fucked by black men pleading for it to go on forever.
The debasement of these women continued for another half hour, then finally when they had exhausted every cock in the room the men stepped away, and Mr. Peter's pushed forward. He had the exhausted ladies stand and face each other, had them get closer and closer to each other until their breasts touched and they realized they were being made to touch each other.
"What are you doing? We are not...." Cried Ann.
"What do you think? No way!" said Ann.
Mr. Peters laughed and said, "You two will do what I say, if you want to get out of here. Now kiss each other so I know there is not such hard feelings."
"This is crazy! I'm no lesbian." Said Gina, even as Mr. Peter's moved their two heads towards each other with a gentle push on the back of their hoods.
Ann, to her credit, seemed to start the kiss, it was short, but it broke the taboo. "Now was that that bad.? Gina commented her mouth tasted salty from all the cum. He laughed and said so did hers. They kissed again, and again, a little longer each time, their breasts pressed and flattened against each other. Under the guidance of their black master the two women felt each other's tits, Gina lightly pinched Ann's nipples. Then Ann wanting to up the ante leaned down and took Gina's nipple into her mouth and sucked on it, with Gina then returning the favor, they sucked on each other's nipples until they were hard and wet with each others" spit.
Gina reached over and rubbed Ann's pussy and Ann did the same for her friend, all inhabitions had been lost at this point. The men got them onto the desk facing each other's pussies, within moments they started to lick each other's cunts, as the men stood around jerking themselves hard again as they drank their beers.
After several minutes of intense cunt licking the women were pulled apart and made to stand. A heavy leather collar was attached around both the women's necks and locked into place with a small padlock, a metal chain dog leach was attached to a eyelid on the collar. The women's hoods were removed. The ladies were made to walk around the floor on all fours while a man held each leash.
"Sit! Good girls." Mr. Peters said laughing at the women's obedience. He took his cock and shoved it into Gina mouth. "Yeah! Suck it deep. I am going to break you in right." He said as another man put his cock in Anne's mouth.. He reached down and pinched her nipple hard Anne was on her knees leaning backward as the man stood behind her and pile-drived his ebony dick straight down her throat. Another man pushed four of his fingers into her pussy making her tremble while she was throat fucked. The women were made to jerk off a cock in each hand, while another man took photographs of the humiliated wives. When Mr. Peters busted his nut he pulled it out of Gina's mouth and jerked off all over her hair. The men she was jerking off did the same, coating her dark hair with their cum.
The men Anne was servicing did the same to her leaving her hair a sticky mess. Two of the men who had not got their rocks off yet pushed the women onto their hands and knees and gave them one final fuck while the goo dried on their faces.
"One last thing." Said Mr. Peters as the women were led to a shower stall. Their collars were removed. "Are these yours?" he asked asking the women to put on their glasses. They were told to get on their knees. Mr. Peters told them both to keep their mouths opens. "For what?" said Ann as he aimed his cock at her and pissed on her face. He ordered her to open her mouth and as she said no the urine shot into it anyway. The other men joined in streaming their piss into the women's hair and all over their tits. The urine splashed against their glasses, their eyes wide in terror. When the last man was done all the men left as the two women held each other sobbing. Then the showers, turned on by an unseen hand.
Finally when the women were done washing Mr. Peters came back in and warned them both not to come back unless they were called for. "What about our clothes?" Gina cried out. They were given two short leather skirts, two pink "I heart NY" shirts a size too tight, and plastic purple boots.
As they were about to leave Mr. Peters called them over and handed Ann a card. "Go see him again Anne, tell him I send you." In the last video I had seen Ann had gone over to this underground tattoo piercing place to get a nipple ring as a reminder of her black submission.
This time both of them went to the rundown office building. The black proprietor looked them over and laughed. Then he went to work. Gina was still muttering how she could not believe what had happened. Tears filled her eyes as each of her nipples were pierced with heavy silver rings. Then Anne was made to get on a table, and even though she protested she knew there was no way out now. A clit ring was inserted into her red from use pussy.
Both whore wives wandered nasty old Times Square, dressed like low class whores until a cab came to take them home.
I must have cranked out ten loads watching a re-watching that video, then wouldn't you know it, my mother-in-law called asking if the videos were ready, if I hadn't screwed them up. I told her I'd bring them over the next day. My only question was what I wanted from her to ensure these tapes did not wind up for sale in every video store coast to coast. As I was going through the stacks of videos I was going to return I one that had slid to the side of the pile which was marked: "Ann and Gina: The Next Day."
I guess I would have to put off my plans just a bit more as I watched the most explosive video yet.
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