"So tell me Lauren, what are you going to do with all that money?" Lauren sighed, looked at the giant check for 200 million dollars, then back at the reporter. "Well, I plan to get a financial planner, so that I can invest it wisely." (Applause) "Are you going to work tomorrow?" yelled another reporter. "No," said Lauren after a brief pause. (Laughter) A remote held by a beefy black hand pointed at the television, before switching the press conference off. ****************** Scott watched as Lauren emerged from the water. The twenty year old woman looked great in her bikini. It was a modest, blue and yellow two-piece that graced her curvy body and pushed her breasts up so that they showed a lot of cleavage. Her tits were average-sized, conical ones, capped by small rosy nipples. Here areola were only the size of pennies, but most of that was, thick, long nipple. They were the nicest breasts he had ever seen and the only pair. Lauren and Scott had been dating since eighth grade and neither had ever been with another partner. Lauren kneeled on the blanket, leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. "I don't ever want to go home," he said to her. "We can come back any time you'd like honey. Happy birthday." "This was the best birthday ever," he said watching her comb out her long reddish-brown hair. Her face was as beautiful as her body. The tip of one ear poked out of her wet hair. Sparkling green eyes smiled at him. Her only flaw was a large chicken pox scar to the left of her mouth, but it gave her face character. And speaking of her mouth, her full, pouty lips were one of her best features. She had wrapped them around his penis last night as a birthday present. She was the perfect girlfriend, flying them to Aruba and then giving him his first blowjob. Lauren hadn't liked it of course, but Scott would never forget it. She hadn't been very enthusiastic, but had impressed him by swallowing the whole thing. He had cum within minutes. Lauren had spit his little wad out into a tissue and then brushed her teeth. He knew it would probably never happen again until his next birthday. Just thinking about it gave him a massive erection, the damn thing extended under his swimsuit and he swore it looked so big it might even measure six inches. Lauren noticed it. "What do we have here? Wanna head back up the the bungalow and put that monster to work?" "You read my mind," said Scott quickly gathering up their things." ****************** Lauren Packard, read the sign in the big black man's hands. "I didn't order a limo," said Lauren as Scott grabbed their bags off the conveyer. "Someone paid to have you two picked up," said the black man. Scott tugged and struggled to get her heavy bag over to them and the big black man reached down and effortlessly picked it up for him. The three walked out of the airport to where a limo waited. The driver opened the door and Scott slid in first, followed by Lauren. Lauren sat, noticing how pale Scott had suddenly gone and he was still sunburnt. Sitting across from them was another huge black man pointing a gun at them. Just as it dawned on her, the locks clicked in the car and it pulled out into traffic. "Who the hell are you," she said. Scott seemed too terrified to speak. "Little black Sambo," growled the black man, "and that's Aunt Jemima." He nodded back towards the driver. "Fuck you," said the driver, laughing. "What do you want?" "All Nicole Moore Blacks On Cougars Bree Barrett Blacks On Blondes Cuckold Picture Dennis was laying on his side as he slowly ran his hands down between his fiance's breasts and over her belly. They had been together for eight months and tonight he had proposed. They had set the wedding for ten months from now. Michelle sucked in her belly as his hands touched her. "Don't touch my stomach," she said, "I'm too fat." "Your still the beautiful cheerleader I fantasized about in high school," he replied lovingly. "Besides, I'm not exactly a hot stud myself." After high school, Dennis had taken over his father's car dealership and was doing quite well for himself. One day, he had walked into the diner for lunch and he had seen a worn sad-looking woman eating alone and had recognized her immediately, despite the fact that she was about sixty pounds heavier then she had been in high school, ten years ago. He went over to say hi, and despite the fact that it had taken Michelle several minutes to remember who he was, ended up joining her for lunch. In high school, Dennis was a typical nerd. He was short, fat and had worn large black rimmed glasses, and now ten years later he looked exactly the same, except that he was now almost completely bald. Dennis couldn't get over the changes in Michelle. He didn't care about her appearance, it was her spirit that had changed the most. He remembered her as the fun loving cheerleader, always quick to smile, and nice to everyone, even nerds like himself. She had developed large breasts before any of the other girls, and always got a lot of attention from boys, but there was really only one guy for her. Jed was the star quarterback. He was muscular, handsome and bright. They dated all through high school and he had gotten both an academic and a sports scholarship and was going to college to be a lawyer. Though every boy in school dreamed of having Michelle for themselves, none could hate Jed, he was just to likable. The only bad thing Dennis remembered about Jed was that he always seemed to get way to drunk on weekends. And that was the problem. As Michelle filled Dennis in on the past ten years, he sadly nodded as she told him about her marriage to Jed. In high school, Jed was known as a fun drunk, In College, as a binge drinker, and as a married man, an abusive husband. His descent began, right after they were married at the age of twenty. Within a year he had been thrown out of law school and took a job as an auto mechanic. He would spend his evenings sitting in front of the tv drinking beer. At first he was fine, but after a couple years, he had developed a temper. Jed took out his own failings as a man on his wife, yelling and belittling her constantly. Michelle's self esteem had been destroyed and she had turned to food to get her through the day. His insults just kept growing worse as she gained weight, until one day he had hit her. Jed had said that he regretted it and had promised to change. She had foolishly stayed with him. Then, after they had been married five years, Jed had broken her arm after another fight. Michelle had called the police and he had been sentenced to four years in prison, for assaulting an officer, DWI, and wife beating. Dennis had asked Michelle out to dinner that night, and they had begun dating. "Did you?" he asked as they lay next to each other. "No dear," she replied "but it doesn't matter, I still enjoy it." Dennis was frustrated that he couldn't make his fiance orgasm. His penis was smaller then average and with his few previous Blacks On Cougars Dana Hayes Bree Barrett Blacks On Blondes Bree Barrett at BlacksOnBlondes.com Interracial Internal Creampie Her nipples were puffed up and swollen, she ran her fingers over them wincing a little at their sensitivity. She had never seen them this hard and erect. Lauren showered and put her underwear on. Her hard nipples scraped against her bra sending spasms to her soaked pussy. She decided to forego the bra, but found her nipples were clearly visible through any of her outfits. She was going shopping with her mom and couldn't go out in public like this. She settled on taping over her nipples and putting the bra on over them. Avery drove her to her mother's and then took the two of them to the mall. She thought it would be safe to walk around with her mother and told the big black man to meet them in two hours. They shopped for awhile and Lauren let her mom try on some clothes while she plotted out the next couple of stores. The store next to the one her mom was at, appeared to sell lingerie, some sexy, some sleazy. She stared at the outfits wondering if that would help turn Scott on. She entered the store and gasped, dildoes and vibrators filled the left wall. This wasn't a lingerie store...it was a sex shop? The dildoes at eye-level were all five and six inch flesh colored plastic ones, some smooth, some shaped like a real penis, some with vibrating settings, some long ones with a penis at both ends. She had no idea what that was for. She looked up and froze. "You ain't never seen a real man's cock before have you? "No white boy's got enough to satisfy a horny slut like you." "Penises don't get that big." "These ain't penises, theys is cocks." The memories of her abduction flooded back to her as she stared at the dozens of black dildoes lining the walls. Not one of the dildoes was under ten inches and many appeared as big as fourteen inches long with some the thickness of a coke can. Everyone of them was realistically modeled after a black cock having bumps and veins. Some looked so real, she thought she was looking at the huge cocks of her kidnappers again. The two black men's cocks were always near the surface of her mind. Sometimes she dreamed about them, mostly nightmares, but sometimes it was a good dream. She looked over the black dildoes. One was of two huge cocks, one right above the other as if it was made to fill two places. Many were packaged in cardboard bearing pictures of giant black musclemen and claiming to be modeled after various men from some website. "Disgusting filth isn't it?" said her mother beside her. Lauren jumped a little, startled by her mother's unexpected appearance. "Horrible," she replied. "These stores have been popping up all over the place, even in respectable areas like this mall and the ones I walk by all have those unbelievable black ones. I was a nurse for thirty years and never saw a penis over seven inches, black or white." Lauren shivered again thinking of her kidnappers. The black dildoes weren't that unbelievable. She looked back further into the store seeing plenty of magazines and video displays many with an interracial theme. "Come on mom, lets get out of here." "My thoughts exactly." ******************** Lauren turned around and looked at her ass in the mirror. It had plumped up, but it was also pushing upwards and outwards looking sexy and firm. She could see her pussy lips in the mirror, they were parted and glistening from horniness. Her clit was distended and growing. As she looked at both her ass and her pussy, it Dominant Cuckold Bree Barrett Blacks On Blondes Interracial Creampie Vids buried his entire cock and Lauren had a look of pure pleasure on her face. A look Scott had never seen when she was with him. She was loving it, fucking him back, even talking dirty to him. Scott could never compete with Avery. It was only natural for the strong well-hung black man to possess a beautiful creature like Lauren. Scott's dick which had shrunk during the confrontation, grew hard again as he watched them fuck. With a resigned sigh, he backed out of the room and left the house never to return. ***************** "Congratulations on such a big score Avery," said Solomon King. "I accept your resignation of course, but you will be sadly missed. What will you do now?" A tear rolled down Avery's eyes as he stared at his boss, the man who had made im what he was. "Travel I guess, treat some European women to black cock. Maybe start some businesses, all black run of course." "Of course," said Solomon smirking. The CFO of King Enterprises and E&I Enterprises stood beside the two men and opened the envelope. "Fuck," said the black man looking at the check. "Avery you only owe four million." "I'd also like to buy out the contracts of my two assistants. The other twenty million can go towards the cause. Twenty more enhanced black men to swell our ranks. Try to find some good Harlem brothas, my old neighborhood." Solomon stood and shook his hand warmly before Avery left. The now independent black man had one more stop to make today. ***************** "What have you done with my daughter, you black bastard?" screamed Linda. "My wife is fine, mom," said Avery. "Don't call me that boy. Look at you all upptity in that fancy suit. I know you stole her money and I don't know what you did with poor Scott. I'm going to the police. "Won't do you any good, she's fine and she signed control of her money over to me. We did fly to Vegas to get married. Here's a post card." Linda snatched it from Avery's hand. It wasn't really a postcard, it was a photo of Lauren on a beach in the Carribbean. Her daughter was wearing a bikini top and a sarong. Her belly was bulging out from her pregnancy. Linda couldn't deny that her daughter looked happy. "Where the hell is Trinibogo?" Avery ignored the woman and picked up a picture of Linda from the dresser. The back of the frame read "1970" and showed Linda in a bikini with her dead husband. "I had no idea you looked this good, mom." "I said don't call me that, thief." "You know Linda, why don't you go see Lauren. I know she misses you. I could get you a ticket as soon as you're ready." "You mean that?" "Of course," replied Avery grinning evily at her. "There's just one catch, Trinibogo isn't as developed as the rest of the islands and you'll need an anti-malaria shot." "That's not a problem Avery." "Good, I know a doctor who can give you a shot immediately." Avery's dick extended an inch as he thought about fucking the hot bitch in the picture as the Yserum would make her look twentyfive or thirty again, thin her waist, and swell up her boobs, she'd be hotter then her daughter. His cock turned completely hard as he thought about knocking up his mother-in-law when she went into heat three weeks after getting the shot. After that the male Trinibogons would use both women as breeding stock. Avery smiled at the chubby middle-aged woman. "I'll come down as soon as I tie up some loose ends, say three weeks from now." The End