"Please, no," cried Vivian, shaking her cell phone. "Come on, come on." She kept trying as the battery low message flashed and then her phone went dead. This day had started out bad and was getting worse. Vivian's boyfriend, John had tried to get her to go down on him last night, but she didn't care too much for oral sex or any sex out of the ordinary. She came from a very conservative Japanese-American family. The kind where the woman was supposed to lie still while the husband mounted her for a few minutes before rolling over and going to sleep. This led to countless arguments for Vivian to "loosen up and try new things" from her current boyfriend and several past ones. They'd had one such argument last night that had carried over into the morning. Vivian left her house, tired from a lack of sleep and got in her Lexus to go to work. Her car started making a grinding noise just as she pulled into the office. She worked as a financial advisor and with the economy in the dumps, layoffs were expected. She took lunch around noon, finding it was pouring rain and she hadn't brought an umbrella. She also discovered, she'd been so tired and angry that morning, she'd forgotten her wallet and couldn't buy lunch. Vivian returned to work wet and hungry. At quitting time, it was raining so hard, she was drenched by the time she got in her car. The grinding noise started almost immediately as she put the car in gear. Vivian decided to make a mad dash for home. There was a shortcut she usually avoided through a bad section of town. She took it. She should of known better. Vivian looked at her dead cell phone and started crying. The grinding noise had gotten so loud, pedestrians were staring at her and finally she pulled the car over. "Get yourself together, girl." Vivian sobbed, but quit crying. "Lord, please help me," she prayed. Vivian thought her prayers were answered. 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She sighed contentedly as the ice melted and ran down her flat stomach and into her belly button. The ice had caused her nipples to harden. They were longer then most women and stretched out the thin material of her bikini top. The friction of her nipples on the bikini aroused her and she wished her husband wasn't away on business. Of course, if he was home she wouldn't be wearing the scandalous little thong bikini. She was uncomfortable exposing herself and only felt safe when she was alone and surrounded by the large fence in their backyard. Julie's husband George, was trying to get promoted to Vice President in the advertising firm he worked for. The job was up for grabs between George and two other men, Jack and Daryl. Both of George's rivals were good looking and charming, so George tried to make up for his bumbling manner and dumpy looks by working harder. As a consequence, he was out of town at least several days a week. Julie sighed, missing her husband. They had met at church, Julie's father, the Reverend Anderson, had introduced her to the shy and quiet George Sommers five years ago when George was forty-five and Julie was twenty-eight. Reverend Anderson was overprotective of his daughter and had spirited her off to an all-girls private school as soon as she was old enough to attend. Her father had kept one eye on her after Black And White Singles The Nasty Gloryhole Katie Thomas The Nasty Gloryhole at KatieThomas.com Black Dick White Chicks seemed to fill her mouth. The tip pushed against her throat and she gagged, spitting it out. Lou cupped the back of her head and brought her mouth back over to his angry looking cock. The head had fully emerged from the foreskin now and was shiny and wet. He pushed it back into her mouth. Vivian relaxed her throat and managed to swallow the head before she felt herself gagging again. Lou held her head in place. He pushed more of his cock down her throat. Vivian felt her throat stretching open around the huge cock. It was choking her as it pushed deeper. Finally, when she felt her air running out, Vivian remembered her nose. She exhaled, then breathed fresh air into her lungs. Her throat grew used to the big black cock and Lou pulled back thrusting forwards again. Vivian held still watching his pubic hairs coming closer and closer to her nose as he bucked his hips on the couch. "So far this aint been worth no hundred dollars. I'm doin all da work," said Lou removing his hand from her head. Leaning over on the couch was hurting her back, so Vivian released his cock. She got off the couch and kneeled between his spread legs. Lou took the opportunity to remove his shirt. Vivian couldn't help being impressed with his chest. His pecs and abs were hard and clearly defined. His knobby cockhead rested on the top of his sixpack abs, sticking straight up. Vivian grabbed the base and pulled it down into her mouth. She held the head in her mouth as he lifted his hips and she pulled his pants off. His balls were sized to match his cock and they splayed out on the couch between his legs. Vivian found this position easier and was soon bobbing her head slowly over his cock. She looked up to see if he was enjoying it. Their eyes met and Vivian felt a shiver expand through her body. His stare was intense, seeming to say this is where you belong, on your knees sucking my big black cock. Vivian broke eye contact, her gaze traveled down his bull neck taking in his muscular arms spread along Big Dick Cock The Nasty Gloryhole Katie Thomas Blacks On Cougar yelled, "I don't care, just fuck me, never stop fucking me. I love your cocks. Thank you." "No, thank you for filling our quota," said the truck driver. Vivian didn't get it, but didn't care. These men had taught her to really enjoy sex and the orgasms were flowing again. She relaxed and drifted off into a world of sexual bliss. Vivian awoke exhausted on the couch. Sperm was crusted on her lips, belly, and breasts which made her think they'd fucked her a few more times after she passed out. Plus, her ass was squishy with a fresh load of semen trickling out. Her body was covered with dried sperm and grease. She crinkled her nose distastefully at the mess as she began dressing. The warehouse/garage was empty when she walked out of Lou's office. Not just empty of people, empty of everything. No black men, no tools, and no cars, including her own. The only thing left was a newspaper opened to the crime report. The headline read; car thefts continue. Vivian felt a sinking feeling as she realized who Lou and the gang really were. Her car being stolen was the perfect end to a horrible day. The sex however, had been incredible and she wasn't surprised to realize she'd do it all over again if given the chance. She was surprised when she walked outside. It was dark outside now, probably pretty late and no longer raining. The streets were empty. There was no traffic, no gangs of drug dealers walking around ready to rape and mug her. What was waiting for her outside was her car. The Lexus sat waiting for her with the keys in the ignition. Vivian started the engine and put the car into gear. It purred like a kitten. She drove off heading for home, to clean up before calling John to explain she'd had car trouble. She never knew why they didn't steal her car, but liked to think it was because she'd made four men very happy. What she did know was that John would be happy with all the new things she'd willingly do with him now. But would she be happy with just him? The End