his groans of ecstasy made several people around him aware that something was happening.
Debbi took a finger and rubbed it along her slit as she recalled how the man's sperm shot out of him. She had opened her mouth and let the slimy liquid rise to the surface of the water. Then she quickly made it to the other 'end of the pool, where several other naked girls were splashing around.
Someone turned on the poe1 lights and everyone around the pool laughed as they saw the suspended fluid surrounding the guy in the water. A couple of the chicks in the pool giggled and all of them raced out of the pool. Debbi never got paid because all the chicks claimed to be the one who had done it.
'Oh!' Debbi gasped as her finger teased her cunt into erection. But doing it like this never seemed to work out quite right. It W88 easy to get worked up, but difficult climaxing. So she finally gave up the effort and stepped out of the tub. She toweled herself dry and turned on the television. The soap
operas fascinated her with all of the problems she could so easily identify with. Some people thought they were corny, but Debbi felt they mirrored reality. No matter how unbelievable it might sometimes seem.
Debbi fell asleep on the comfortable bed with the television still on. She awoke several hours later to what appeared to be the same program. Perhaps they were all alike after all. She was still nude, but didn't feel really horny. At least not horny for the climax she could produce in her body with her own fingers. She needed a man.
Debbi wondered if the police had found Cindy yet. It would be easy for Buck to put two and two together and realize she was the guilty party. But would Buck tell his suspicions to the police? If he did, then it would be an easy matter to trace her here. And the police wouldn't care to listen to her story of how they had all abused her. Debbi knew she was only defending herself when Cindy died. But who would believe that? Thankfully, the television was able to wipe these fears from her head. At least for the moment.
Willie arrived promptly at seven and they went out for dinner. It was her first good look at the man, and Debbi was impressed. He was at least six feet four, and had a very well-constructed body. His dark skin had a sheen of confidence and the bulge in his pants was ample. She noticed his confident air and some of it rubbed off on her.
Back in Kiler, people would have been shocked to see a white girl with a black man. And if they walked into a restaurant like regular white folks, some kind of trouble would develop. But in the city, no one seemed to notice.
'Are you enjoying your dinner?' Willie asked Debbi. She chewed quickly and swallowed hard so
she could answer.
'It's really good, but awful fancy,' Debbi answered, betraying her small-town background and youth. She wouldn't need much work, Willie knew. As long as she remained natural, she would be a hit with the wealthy, lecherous men who visited the city. All of them were the same when they got away from home. They wanted to fuck strange pussy, and the younger the better. A lot of them would be having their wish.
'Nonsense. Only the best for one of my girls,' Willie said. Suddenly Debbi realized that she wasn't an exclusive.
'How many do you have?' Debbi asked, not realizing that such a discussion was forbidden as policy. Because of her obvious inexperience, Willie gave her an answer.
'A few. But none as lovely as you,' Willie answered. 'But don't ever ask me about it again.'
'All fight,' Debbi said, feeling slighted as she realized that the entire setup was to be purely a business relationship. Debbie knew that he'd fuck her after the meal. And she found herself beginning to daydream about how it would feel to have a massive black prick inside of her. She wondered what a black man's sperm would look like. But then she remembered that in her high school sex education class, the teacher had said that all human semen was alike.
'Are you ready to go?' Willie asked, ushering her out of her chair and her daydream. She felt a little tense as she realized she was about to be tested. If she didn't please Willie, he'd probably have all sorts of terrible things done to her. Debbi had heard all kinds of stories from girls back in Chicago about what their pimps would do if they got angry.
Once they got inside Debbi's hotel room, Willie dropped his facade of gentility. 'Strip, and let's see the goodies,' Willie said, walking about the room impatiently. Debbi was shocked by his sudden change in attitude, but did as she was instructed. Willie watched as she stripped. She felt a little silly standing naked in front of a clothed man, and Willie was quick to notice it.
'No modesty. You've got a good body. Be proud of it. Defy the motherfuckers to prove they're man enough to have you, and make it seem like it's worth the money for the privilege to try,' Willie instructed, moving over to the nude girl for a closer inspection. 'Nice tits, a real fine set.' He fondled them, then said, 'Not fat… good ass..legs long and sexy…and a sexy and tight little cunt…' Debbi winced as he rammed a finger into her unlubricated snatch. It seemed to her he was an auto mechanic making an inspection of her various working parts.
'Ever had it up your ass?' Willie asked, stepping back to eye the total effect. He seemed pleased.
'Yes,' Debbi answered softly.
'Did you like it?'
'Not really,' Debbi answered.
'You'll learn to. My customers know my rate and that I deliver quality merchandise. They'll be no problem. They pay before they come up. Downstairs. So they'll be no rip offs. If a guy tells you he paid for fucking your asshole raw, you'd better give it to him. They pay two hundred bucks to have your body for two hours. Any way they want it. I'll start you out at one a night, then move you up to three by the weekend. I'll pick up the money at the desk every couple of days. If you get any tips, you give them to me. Understand?' Willie said harshly.
'Yes… I understand,' Debbi answered weakly.
'You'll get your money from me each week. Say, you got any bread?' Willie asked, wandering over to her purse.
'Only… only a couple of dollars,' Debbi stammered. Willie opened the purse and found the two hundred fifty dollars.
'That's my money, 'Debbi protested as he took the bills and put them in his pocket. Willie slowly walked up to her and slapped her on the face.
'Nothing is yours. Everything you own is mine,' Willie said between clenched teeth. Her hand rubbed her stinging cheek. 'And don't mouth off. I won't mark you up because of business. But there are a lot of places that hurt, but don't show marks. Dig?'
Debbi shook her head to. indicate that she understood. She knew she was only switching masters. The helplessness she knew with Cindy was overcoming her once again. The strength she had momentarily known had left her. Willie sensed this and was pleased.
Willie slowly took off his own clothing, watching her closely as he did. Debbi bit her lip in anticipation of what he might put her through. Debbi felt herself encompassed by his power. It was an invisible net of his will that slowly melted any resistance in her own spirit. The black, heavily muscled frame was fascinating because of its uniqueness. The prick was large in its flaccid state as it rested in the thick, black bush of his pubic hair.
Once nude, Willie walked over to her and kissed her. His tongue tried to edge into Debbi 's mouth, but she resisted. He worked at her mouth until the tip of his tongue had found a home there. His powerful hands caressed her firm ass.
'Suck my cock till I come in your mouth,' Willie ordered huskily, and immediately Debbi dropped to her knees in front of the black stud. His massive, ebony prick was the thickest Debbi had ever seen, tough its length was similar to Buck's. She was fascinated as she watched the blood pulse hotly trough the bloated veins covering the shaft. Her tongue moved out tentatively to tease the velvet smoothness of the swollen cap.
'You've got a lovely cock. It looks so powerful,' Debbi cooed, blowing her hot breath over the sensitive tip. She let her mouth fill with her warm saliva before moving her head dawn to engulf the prick.
'Oh, you do that so fine,' Willie complimented, looking down to see her hair swaying gently over his crotch. Spurred on by his praise, Debbi used her hands to massage his hard-muscled thighs, occasionally straying to playfully tickle at his balls.
'Ummm,' she murmured, sucking noisily on his cock, capturing most of it in the warm trap of her mouth. The tip touched the entrance to her throat, but her flaring nostrils carried enough oxygen to her lungs. Obviously, Willie had great staying power and could make her work last a long time. But Debbi speeded up the movement of her mouth and soon had him groaning in ecstasy.
