Stella slowed to a steady jog, controlling her breathing as the sandy beach passed by under her bare feet. She was closing on one of the black men. There were nine black men this year which was strange as no blacks had ever tried out for lifeguard positions in Stony Harbor before and this was Stella's third year. Even stranger, all nine back men were muscular giants, more boxers or linebackers then the tall, lean basketball player build so many black men possessed. They shouldn't have been this fast with all that muscle mass, but most didn't even seem to be straining. "Nice day for a run," said the black man she was closing on. "Name's Booker." "Stella." The man wasn't even panting and they were closing on three miles out. "You're returning right? I'd sure like someone to show me around town tonight." "Sorry, have plans," said Stella slowly, still controlling her breathing. Booker didn't reply to her rejection. He just slowed down and Stella sped past him. She glanced behind her. Donna was chugging along far behind, but not the last. Booker slowed till Donna caught up with him and Stella got the impression the black man was asking Donna the same thing he had just asked her. Such arrogance! Donna was clearly the hotter of the two female lifeguards. She wasn't necessarily prettier then Stella, but she was a lot more feminime. Long straight blonde hair, large breasts and sexy hips. Donna taught areobics during the winter and kept in great shape. Stella was attractive, but more athletically minded. She was blonde too, but kept it short and wavy. She was lean and wiry with smaller, perky breasts and strong runner's legs. The thirtyfive aspiring lifeguards reached the outlying area of Stony Harbor where the huge beach houses stood. Stella glanced over at them and saw a lone black man standing on the upper deck on one of the beach houses with a telescope beside him. That's when the nine black runners cut loose. Booker quickly passed Stella again without looking at her and soon nine black men were leading the pack far ahead of 24 white men and two women. Stella watched them pass her heading back towards town. She was amazed at their stamina. She reached the turning point with some other runners and followed the blacks back. This wasn't over yet. Coach Morrison was waiting at the five mile point. He seemed surprised to see all the blacks leading the way. He blew his whistle and pointed towards the water. This was the hard part and the town paramedic waited on the beach as well as a man in a wet suit out by the last buoy. Stella braced herself and hit the cold water. It was Easter break, April, Mature Black Dick Tommie Ryden Cuckold Sessions Mandingo Definition Tom got on the elevator in the lobby, heading to his office on the 31st floor. Just as the door was about to close, Vicky stepped on. Hello Tom she purred. Hope you have those time sheets done today. Yea, yea Tom mumbled, embarrassed in front of the other passengers. The doors closed and they rode up in silence. When it was finally just he and Vicky left, she turned and said flatly. You know Mr. James is firm on this. You are to far behind on your time sheets. No sheets, no check today. OK, OK, Tom mumbled. Vicky made him uncomfortable. She was tall, at least 6'1" in her heels, and she always wore spiked heels. She was black as night and had a thick robust body with huge breasts. Rumor around the office was she was a shemale or transsexual, whatever you called them. The partners liked her as she took no shit off of anyone, and kept the office running smoothly. She made Tom uncomfortable as she reminded him of the shemale he had seen for a few years before he met Valerie. The thoughts aroused him, and sometimes and he got flustered. Right now he had to make sure he got his check today. He and Valerie lived from paycheck to paycheck. She was on him a lot lately about his not making enough money. He'd met Valerie two years ago right after he'd started to work for the Atlanta law firm. She was beautiful and had swept him off his feet. She'd pushed for marriage and he'd relented. He was weak that way. Once married she took over and started to run their life. She spent money like crazy, and she'd done things like getting a huge boob job he didn't agree with. 12 Inch Black Cock Tommie Ryden Cuckold Sessions Tommie Ryden at CuckoldSessions.com Interracial Creampie Video in a state of shock. If a black man or any man had done that with her, she'd of slapped him. "What did you do then?" "I kept my hand on it for like two hours. I only let go when some tourist came up to ask a question. It was like I was holding a salami Stella. It stayed rock hard the whole time." They left money for the waitress and stood. "I must say I'm surprised at you Donna. He's gonna expect sex after touching his thang all day." "I know, but I don't fool around on the first date. You wait until you sit by one of them all day. You'll see where I'm coming from." They went back to the apartment where Donna spent an hour in the shower and getting ready for the date. Stella had never seen her primp so much. When Donna came out she was wearing a sundress that stopped at her knees and was low cut to show off her large breasts. She was wearing sandals and her toenails looked freshly painted. The two girls waited for Brockman in the dark on the porch. The black man showed up on time wearing khaki pants and a tight white tee shirt that hugged his muscular torso. Several times he caught the street light and Stella swore he had a huge tent in his trousers. It looked as big as Donna had said, but it had to be a trick of the light. One thing was clear, the black man arrived with an erection. "Stella right?" said Brockman putting his arm around Donna as if they were already a couple. Would you like to join us? I can get one of the brothers to come with us." "No thanks. Enjoy yourselves." Stella followed them out of the porch. Donna was leaning into the black man as they headed towards the boardwalk and the beach bars. Brockman's deep voice carried through the night air to her. He said, "It hasn't gone down since you touched it." "Where they going?" said a voice. Stella turned. Fred was sitting on the steps to the upstairs apartment he shared with three other lifeguards. He was drinking a beer. "They're on a date. You got one for me?" Fred looked as stunned as Stella had only he turned worse looking. He stood up to fetch her a beer and his face looked pale. He ran up to the apartment and his hands were shaking when he brought the beer back down to her. "I can't believe she's going out with him!" "Why?" "I just don't like him, any of them for that matter. They're all arrogant jerks. I'm not prejudiced either." "Fred, have you noticed anything strange about them...anything at all...in the locker room?" Fred seemed reluctant, he hesitated, then said, "Their dicks are huge." None of the white lifeguards had discussed the unusual size of the black men's penises. "Donna said the two Black Dick Rape Tommie Ryden Cuckold Sessions Wife Interracial Gangbang pain in her ass was acute as Devon took advantage and pushed half his cock in her ass. "Not fair," complained Donna. "I haven't had two cocks yet." "Your turn will come," growled Devon pushing another inch in. The pain faded as she came down from the orgasm. It was strange at first. Stella could feel their dicks rubbing against each other inside her. Then they started to move. There was no rythym, no working together, just two cocks having a free for all in her pussy and ass. Soon she was cumming again. "I think she likes black cock, Dev," said Tiny. "She sure does mon." "I fucking love it," she screamed as Tm flooded her pussy with cum. Stella had her biggest orgasm yet while he came inside her and soon her ass was also flooded with sperm. Later, she hadn't even recovered when she watched the blacks do the same thing to Donna. The two girls pulled a train the next day. Devon and Tiny took them back to the brothers' apartment where they soon fell into an exhausted sleep. Stella awoke around noon as someone pulled her legs apart. It was Cassius on his lunch break. He slow fucked her for about forty minutes, grabbed a quick sandwich, then left. Two blacks came home on break around one. Stella listened to Donna scream in pleasure in the next room while her own screams rivaled her friends. Brockman came in at two, didn't like the mess between her legs, so he flipped her over and fucked her ass. At three, she was kneeling under the table sucking off Booker while he ate his lunch. The two women made their escape at four, getting home as fast as they could before the blacks got off work and gangbanged them. There the turned off the lights and rested their sore bodies. The next day, Stella was sitting in the lifeguard chair beside Fred. She was a little jealous that Donna had gotten Brockman as a partner, not that they could fool around at work, but it would be nice to squeeze a black cock every now and then. Stella was wrong though. They could fool around at work. Devon ran over to her chair having the same lunch break as she did. "I need to drain my balls," said Devon as she climbed down. "What's up mon," he said to Fred. "Come on slut, I have an idea." Devon grabbed her hand and led her towards a beach shack where he proceeded to intimidate the pimply faced kid into letting him use it. Stella could see Fred staring in shock at them until the shack door closed. Soon Devon was fucking her on top a stack of rafts. These shacks would see a lot of use this year. This was going to be a long summer, thought Stella. A long, satisfying summer, she corrected as she started cumminig. The End