June Bugs Ch. 3

June Bugs: Part 3

An E&I Beach Story

Ginger arched her back so that her breasts thrust out. She almost giggled at the expressions on her admirers faces as the teen boys stared at her bikini clad body. Men were so predictable, her breasts could get her whoever she wanted. They were big, heavy and if she followed in her mom's footsteps, they would turn into huge udders sagging over a fat belly, but for now she wouldn't trade them for all the money in the world.

Nor did she look like her mother at this time. Ginger had gained five pounds in the last year, enough to turn her thin teen body voluptuous. Her bosom and ass jiggled excitedly when she walked or ran. None of the teen boys that filled the beach this senior week could resist staring as she walked by.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" said a boy. "Yeah, want to go to a party?" asked another.

"No thanks boys, I'm going to a club tonight." She smiled as the boys left. Ginger loved being the center of attention. Something inside her wandered if she shouldn't pick one to fuck tonight. She had hooked up with Fred, a hot lifeguard who rocked her world the first night, but had been a big disappointment since. His nice hard dick had turned into a limp noodle, their second night together made worse by the fact that she had been the horniest she'd ever been in her life that same night and was still horny. She hadn't given up hope, he was coming to the bar with them tonight, and she really liked him, but she really needed to get laid.

Worse, Fred had a black buddy with a foot long penis that she had seen fully hard playing strip quarters and she even squeezed it when no one was looking. That huge black cock had insinuated it's way into her brain and she couldn't look at Booker without picturing him naked. Her good friend Vicki was fucking him and had never seemed happier. Lucky bitch!

"Where the hell is Allison going?" asked Mandy. She was lying beside Ginger. Her friend had a skinny body with very pale skin and a beautiful face. Her breasts were medium sized, but looked big on her skinny frame.

Ginger followed Mandy's gaze. Allison was walking in the distance, talking with another black lifeguard. They were walking near a beach shack, probably going towards the boardwalk. "I don't know," she said looking at Mandy. When they looked back, Allison and the black guy had disappeared.

"I'm looking forward to tonight," said Ginger smiling as some boys tripped over each other staring at her.

"I guess. I just don't like hanging out with a black guy."

"A black guy with a huge dick."

"That thing isn't natural. No woman could handle something that big."

"Vicki hasn't complained." Allison shook her head at the expression of disgust on Mandy's face. "Get over it Mandy. Vicki seems happy and if I had seen that big dick first, who knows, I might of tried it out myself. How was that boy you hooked up with on the booze cruise?"

"He was ok, didn't last very long, but then we were both pretty drunk. What about Fred?"

"Still no action since the night of our room party. Sucks, he's so good-looking and was great that first night. I like him, but this is vacation, I need a good fucking."

"I can help," said a skinny boy checking her out as he walked by.

"No thanks," she said, then to Mandy, "Booker seemed to last all night with Vicki."

"Ain't natural."

"Speaking of Fred, he's waving for me to come talk to him." Ginger stood up looking at Fred in the distance on the lifeguard chair.

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Ginger pulled down the tight tee shirt. It left about an inch of her belly bare occasionally showing her navel. She knew men liked this look. A big star on the chest of the shirt seemed to emphasize her bra-less breasts. Small, tight shorts and sandals completed her outfit.

Ginger walked out of the bathroom into the motel room and saw that she wasn't the only one bra-less. Allison was dressed like Ginger was, only Allison's shirt showed off her entire belly, drawing attention to her belly button ring. Her breasts and nipples really stuck out under the shirt. Vicki was wearing a tight sun dress that showed every curve of her fantastic body. Ginger couldn't see any panty lines. Her formerly conservative friend wasn't wearing any underwear! Mandy was wearing a two piece blue top and skirt, that showed off her navel and complimented her pale skin. Ginger couldn't see her nipples and assumed she was wearing a bra. She strongly considered changing into something even sexier, not liking that her friends looked as good as she did.

There was a pounding on the door and Vicki let Booker in. He was followed by Fred and another black guy, Devon the islander. Booker gave Vicki a kiss so big, Ginger almost wondered if they'd stay behind in the motel room while the others went out. Then Devon gave Allison an equally big kiss, shocking Mandy who turned even paler if possible. Two of their friends had gone black! Ginger was instantly jealous as Fred came over and gave her a little peck on the lips. Allison had found herself a big black guy to satisfy her. She glanced down at Devon's crotch, knowing she would see a giant bulge and she wasn't disappointed. Then something weird happened, Devon leaned over and gave Vicki a kiss on the lips. Instead of looking upset, Booker did the same to Allison. What exactly happened last night while me and Mandy were on the booze cruise, she wondered?

Ginger held hands with Fred as they walked to the club. Mandy held back, the odd girl out without a date. Vicki and Allison were all over their black studs. They arrived at the back door of the club and a huge black bouncer let them in, staring at each girl's body as they passed.

Ginger's eyes lit up the moment she saw the crowded bar. This was the magical place people over twentyone partied at. This was a place where she could shine, be stared at while she danced, have men by her drinks, and just three more years to go till she could go to bars all the time.

It was everything she thought it would be. Ginger rarely left the dance floor, the guys bought rounds, returning with drink after drink in their hands. As soon as Fred was gone to the bar or bathroom, some man would move in trying to dance with her. The men left Vicki and Allison alone, knowing they were with the giant black men. Some were pretty cute and she almost wished Fred hadn't come along, she kept her fingers crossed praying he would get an erection tonight to satisfy her needy pussy. Even Mandy seemed to be having a good time, dancing with several men.

One time while Fred was at the bar, Vicki and Allison were in the bathroom leaving Devon and Booker to dance with her. Booker came in from the front while Devon moved in from the rear. They mashed her between them so tightly, she could feel her hard nipples bending against Booker's muscled chest. She also felt Booker's huge cock pushing into her belly and Devon's resting above her ass. The strangest thing happened when she felt their cocks, her pussy already wet and horny for days, suddenly got a fresh coating of lubrication. Her pussy lips swelled and slowly parted as if it were begging for their cocks. The sexual power these men gave off was unbelieveable. Ginger knew that if she didn't get out from between them, she might beg one or both(that was a new idea) to fuck her and betray her two friends.

Ginger squeezed out from between them just as the two girls returned distracting the black men. She found herself staring into the tee shirt covered chest of another large black man. "You are hot," said the man.

"Sorry, I'm here with someone."

"I'm not trying to pick you up, I just want to see your tits."

"Well that's forward." He was quite handsome.

"Name's Willie. Lift your shirt up and I will give you this hundred dollar bill."

Ginger stared at the bill in Willie's beefy hand. "Here?"

"Yes, here. You're the hottest girl in this bar. Show them to the world. Just lift your shirt up for a few seconds and I will give you the money."

Ginger looked at Fred. He was still leaning on the bar trying to get waited on. None of her other friends were looking at her. "Alright, real quick." Ginger untucked her shirt and pulled it up over her breasts. Her nipples were fat and stuck out half an inch, pointing upwards on her giant chest.

"Now smile and look over there," said Willie staring at her magnificent chest.

Ginger looked to her left and quickly pulled her shirt down in horror when she saw the other giant black man holding the video camera pointed at her. "What the..." Several people nearby had seen her and whistled, clapped, or made noises.

"Did you get us?" asked Willie. He handed Ginger the money.

"Yeah bro, you two look good together. That's a great rack baby. You oughta be in pictures."

"Who are you? What's going on?"

"I'm Latrell. We're makiing videos of hot girls."

"Listen, I'm underage, my mom will kill me if she finds out."

"Tough shit. Your hot bod is gonna be all over tv selling videos. "Girls Gone Black" is gonna make millions."

Ginger felt the color drain from her face. What do you mean "Girl's Gone Black"?"

"It was my idea," said Willie. "Make a video to sell on tv of hot, young, white girls showing their bodies to black men."

"My dad's gonna kill me," she murmured. "Hey, you didn't have my permission..."

"You took the money baby," said Latrell. "Goods for services. Tell you what, meet us outside where we can talk quietly and we'll discuss it. Who knows, you might convince us."

"Alright, give me a few minutes." Ginger looked for her friends, Vicki was closest. "Vic, I think I drank too much. I'm gonna go get some fresh air."

"I think we're leaving soon to go to the big party. Booker says it's a several mile walk."

"Ok, I'll meet you out front. Tell Fred where I went, ok?"

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Fred got back with a handful of drinks. "Where'd Ginger go?"

"Wasn't feeling well," said Vicki. "She's gonna meet us out front when we leave."

"I'll go wait with her," he said. It took Fred a long time to get through the crowd. When he arrived at the entrance, he didn't see Ginger, but he saw a girl that looked like Ginger a block away walking towards the boardwalk. She was walking between two huge male figures.

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"Look guys, I need that tape," said Ginger hurrying to keep up with the large strides of the two men.

"Nope," said Latrell. "You might as well go back to your friends. We're going to another bar for more pictures."

"Please, I'm begging you?"

"I wouldn't let you have the tape if you offered to wrap your lips around my black cock," said Willie.

Ginger gasped, the idea sent a surge of pleasure up her spine. She knew just by looking at them, that they had huge cocks. Cocks that wouldn't have any problem getting hard unlike Fred's. Cocks that would make her scream like Vicki had with Booker. "How about if I offered to suck both of you off then?

That stopped the black men. "You just got my attention," said Latrell, "but this tape is worth a fortune. A blow job won't cut it, I want to stick my cock anywhere I want on your body."

"Me too," said Willie. Ginger looked shocked, but her pussy lips were swelling again. Willie added, "don't pretend you don't want it bitch. Once you get some big black cock in you, limp dicked white men will never satisfy you again. You'll do it or your dad will see a black bar across his daughter's tits the next night he watches tv."

"Ok," she said meekly.

"Come on then," said Latrell taking her hand and pulling her down the steps to the beach. He led her under the boardwalk. "Get on your knees and take my cock out." Ginger just looked at him a little shocked. "Do it bitch, I don't have all night."

Ginger fell to her knees in the cold sand. Light from the street lamps filtered through the planks above her head, illuminating Latrell and making him look striped. He was wearing khaki pants with a belt, she reached out and started unbuckling the belt. Beside her, Willie was already stripping of his jeans. She pulled Latrell's belt out of his pants and ran the palm of her hand across his bulge. She gasped as she felt the length and thickness of it. Her hands moved up and fumbled with the buttons. She hurried though she didn't want to seem to enthusiastic, after all these men were essentially blackmailing her.

Ginger tugged his pants down and then grabbed his boxer shorts. She pulled his boxers out and down, watching his huge cock fall out like a felled redwood. His cock was as long as Booker's, but thinner. Latrell also didn't have the foreskin that Booker's had. Latrell's cock was a light brown with a lighter head. His cock-head was big and knobby. The shaft hovered, not quite straight out, revealing a huge nut sack as big as Booker's.

Out of Ginger's circle of friends, she was the only one who liked giving blow jobs. It gave her power over the man making them putty in her hands. Plus, it was only a few minutes work and she could sense when the guy was about to cum so she'd never had to swallow the nasty stuff. Her boyfriends and hookups had all been easy with penises 5 1/2 to 6 1/2 inches long, but this monster changed the rules.

Ginger reached up and grabbed the base, holding it steady. She stuck her tongue out and licked around the head, not even caring that her tongue touched some of his precum. She wanted to lick the whole thing, but was too anxious to get it in her mouth. She opened wide and swallowed the head, gagging as it hit her throat, then trying harder to swallow more. She was craving this cock! She had always thought of sperm as messy and nasty, but images of him covering her body and of him filling her mouth with his load were filling her mind, making her crave it more. An itch was growing deep in her wet pussy. Beautiful, buxom, blonde haired, blue-eyed, Ginger Wells, the head cheerleader and the most popular girl in high school wanted to have her body used by two black men. All her previous lovers, all the men she had blown and fucked, they had been the lucky ones to have her, but with these two men, she considered herself lucky.

Ginger managed to swallow half his length and looked up to see if he was enjoying it. The black man looked like a giant from that perspective, he was well over six and a half feet tall. He was unbuttoning his shirt and she ran her eyes down his muscular chest. She moved her head back and let his cock plop out of her mouth so she could catch her breath. Willie stepped next to him, she had forgotten about him she was so caught up in giving Latrell a blow job. Willie had stripped naked and she ran her eyes down his body, gasping at the size of his cock. It was beautiful, probably a little longer then a foot, thick as her wrist, and perfectly formed. She couldn't help herself, and leaned over taking the tip of Willie's cock in her mouth.

She sucked Willie for a few minutes, then he pushed her back while Latrell pulled her shirt off over her head. Topless, she stared at the two big cocks bobbing inches from her face. Entranced, she was barely aware, of being pulled to her feet so that one of the black men could pull her shorts down. Ginger, now nude kneeled again. She didn't know who to suck first, she wanted both of their superior black cocks in her mouth. Neither man seemed in a hurry to cum. If she didn't quit switching between them this would never end. Did she want this to end? Yes, but only because she wanted them to cum.

Ginger settled on Willie. She took his cock in her mouth again and started bobbing her head rapidly, wanting to taste his sperm. Latrell briefly laid down in the sand on his side and started sucking on her nipples. He played with her tits for awhile, before moving behind her. Willie lowered himself, falling to his knees and Ginger ended up on all fours to keep his cock in her mouth. She felt Latrell's strong hands squeeze the big, firm globes of her ass cheeks and then something was poking at her pussy.

Latrell's big cock head entered her wet pussy easily. Ginger couldn't believe how wide it made her stretch. The huge, hard ridge under the helmet was like a plow pushing deep into her pussy, the shafts puffy veins scraped across her clit causing her to tremble from a small orgasm. The orgasm made her choke on Willie's cock it came so fast and caught her off guard, she had never cum this quickly before.

This was heaven! She had never thought about having two men at once or of the pleasures a threesome could bring. Ginger stopped, she was thinking like a slut. "You are one sexy slut," said Willie grabbing her head and pulling her forwards so that more of his superior black cock entered her throat. She shivered from another orgasm when he called her a slut. The thought of acting and being used like a slut turned her on. Ginger quit thinking, focusing on sucking Willie off, but finding it difficult as Latrell pushed his cock in past the half way mark. She came again as his shaft plowed into virgin territory and the orgasms were getting bigger as she took more of his cock.

Soon, Ginger was taking Latrell's entire shaft and every couple bobs of her head, she would feel Willie's pubic hair tickle her nose as she swallowed him whole. The three quickly developed a rhythym and picked up the pace as Willie's cock started swelling up.

His cock was so hard and engorged, Ginger could sense Willie was close to cumming. She was bobbing her head furiously over most of his shaft. She would have used her hands to help stroke it, but Latrell was fucking her so hard, she needed them firmly planted in the sand to hold herself up. Plus, she was pushing back with her hands to match Latrell's thrusts. She would have been screaming out "Fuck me, fuck me," if her mouth hadn't been full.

A shadow moved across Willie's striped black figure and she heard footsteps above her. The footsteps paused as if the person was searching for something and then they started moving again. "GINGER," yelled Fred above her just as Willie's cock exploded in her mouth.

Fred, she had liked him so much at first, but he had failed to satisfy her needy pussy. What she had considered great sex her first night with him had been a joke compared with what she was feeling now. She would be laughing at him and his limp little penis if Willie's thick hose wasn't pumping sperm directly into her belly. Fred moved on calling her name several more times, the footsteps fading away.

Willie timed his orgasms just right, he pulled it out of her throat in time for one wad to completely fill her mouth making her cheeks bulge out and then pulling it completely out of her mouth to shoot his last wad-a wad still bigger then the combined cum all her boyfriends had ever ejaculated- all over her face.

Ginger tried not to spill any of his sperm down her chin, but Latrell gave her another orgasm and sperm poured out of her open mouth as she moaned in pleasure still trying to swallow what she could. When she recovered, Willie was standing over her, stroking his cock, milking the last of his semen out of it. Ginger raised her head to catch the long strand dangling from the end on her tongue. She ran it around in her mouth before swallowing it.

Next, it was Latrell's turn. He started pounding her pussy so hard, her hands slipped and she fell face down into the sand. Ginger raised herself back up, thousands of grains of sand now stuck in the sperm covering her face.

Latrell grunted and jabbed his cock into her pussy, holding it buried as he came. Hot cum flooded her womb triggering another huge orgasm, her biggest yet and Ginger fell into the sand again. When she recovered, Willie was lying on his back, holding his cock up. "Mount me," he ordered.

Ginger knew she should be heading back to the bar, but she obeyed him anyway. Willie's thicker, longer cock, felt completely different as she lowered herself over his shaft. Her stretched, sperm-soaked pussy took it easily and Ginger slowly rode his shaft, her eyes closed concentrating solely on the pleasure he was giving her. Willie leaned up and began sucking on her right nipple.