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Blackboy Gang Bang for Gina and Marcia
By Gina-Rose and Marcia St. Denis
What I like best about my roommate Marcia St. Denis is her taste
in clothes. And I am doubly lucky since we are the same size and
she doesn't care in the slightest if I wear her clothes. She has
lots of very "girly" things whereas my taste runs to the more
exotic. Perhaps that is reflective of our backgrounds. I am a
light skinned Indian from exotic, tropical, scented Bombay and
Marcia is as white and Anglo Saxon as they come. Besides she
likes my kinky clothes and steals them for herself from time to
time as well.
We met at the ad agency when Marcia started her new job as an art
director. We were assigned to work together on her first day,
which was lucky. As soon as I saw her I knew we were destined for
each other. You see, as passable as a trannie can be... even
after spending thousands of dollars on hormones, laser hair
removal, implants and collagen injections, not to mention Adams
apple shaving, hip enhancement and a nose job, another t-girl can
always tell. And I am as much of a t-girl as they come. I have
been crossdressing since I was 8 yrs old and living full time as
a girl after I left home at 18 to attend university.
Now, at age 24, I was a copywriter at a big London ad agency with
none of my co-workers having the smallest inkling that the beauty
queen (their name for me, not mine!) that has been working with
them for 4 yrs had a 7" cock tucked away in her tight satin
thong. I am a soft, golden brown with big green eyes and I had
saved enough money 3 yrs ago for a lovely pair of 36C titties.
Mmmmmmmmmm, I really LOVE my big titties, especially the way the
hormones I take have made my aureoles grow to be about 2" in
diameter and my nipples elongate to at least a half inch when I
get horny.... which seems to be ALL THE TIME!!!!!!!!!!! What is
really nice is that I no longer have to wear my silicone falsies.
As they say... Better living through chemistry!!!!
Until I saw Marcia, I was living a double life. By day I worked
as a pretty, slightly sexy but demure copywriter who seemed shy
and fended off the boy's advances and by night I was a hard
living, highly sexed, fetish drag queen dominatrix. I almost
lived at some of the kinkier clubs and had a regular clientele
who paid me embarrassing sums to treat them as the scum they
wanted to believe they were. I made enough money catering to
their needs to allow me to live in a penthouse apartment on the
Thames. But once I saw Marcia, I knew my single days were over.
Mind you, she had no idea what I was thinking or who I was. She
was about the cutest, sweetest little thing I had ever seen. One
look told me all I needed to know.
In fact, I don't think it was more than an hour after we met that
I caught her heading off to the ladies room and followed her. She
had no sooner entered a stall when I slipped in with her and held
my hand up to her mouth and slipped my other hand up her (very)
short, (very) tight pink dress to feel the telltale bulge in the
front of her panties. I thought she was going to faint but I just
smiled and sank to my knees and pulled her quickly stiffening
girlcock out of her panties and slowly let my hungry lips slide
over the head. Mmmmmmmmmmmm, she tasted sweet and the perfume she
sprayed between her thighs had my head spinning. I don't think it
was more than 5 minutes before she was pumping one of the biggest
loads of deliciously sweet, creamy, thick cum into my mouth that
I had ever experienced. Oooooo! this was going to be fun...
knock-out girly sexiness with an enormous cum load spewing out of
her cock.
I caught her as she was about to faint. The force of her cum had
caught her completely off guard. And as I slowly let her sit down
on the loo I lifted my own short, tight, lavender leather skirt
and reached into my animal print satin tap pants panties to free
my own raging hard on and then forced it into her unsuspecting
mouth and past her fat, collagen filled lips. She looked up at me
through unbelievably long, implanted eyelashes, smiled and then
reached up with her elegant fingers tipped by perfectly painted
nails, gently wrapped her hand around my huge penis and pumped me
in and out of her mouth until I came in a torrential load down
her throat.
I didn't say a word to her the whole day, regardless of what she
said to me or how longingly she looked at me. I couldn't afford
to let anyone in the office know a thing about me. To them I was
a good girl... a sweet thing... an innocent with great taste in
clothes and shoes.
A year later, Marcia is my flatmate and we share everything from
clothes to shoes to wigs to perfume to makeup to hormones, which
we inject into each others soft, plump butts to a single large
king size bed in a perfectly decorated, totally femmed out
room.... (Marcia's taste).... to men. And not just a few men...
LOTS of men. All kinds of men. Rich men. Old men. Big men. Small
men. Foreign men. Home grown men. Married men. Gay men. Just men.
All with cocks. All with cum. Lots of cum. We were soul mates.
Marcia with her innocent, sexy, Marilyn Monroe look and me, Gina
Rose with my dark, exotic, eastern spiciness. We were the
flirtiest TGs around, Gina & Marcia.
One day for a dare we decided to go to a new bar (pub) at the
other end of town, which we had heard about but had never seen.
But instead of traveling discreetly in the car like we usually
do, we decide we'd go by bike. My Ducatti.
We both have great toned bodies, tight and taut, much like a
female athlete's body. That was probably due to the fact that we
both liked to work out. We had to in order to keep our girlish
figures. Marcia has neck length strawberry blonde hair while I
have shoulder length curls in deep, dark brunette with blonde
streaks.
So there we were at 9 in the evening, heading to the other side
of town dressed up as hot and sexy as usual but with just a touch
of female, punk biker look. You know, leather and ringed chokers
and studded bracelets. Marcia was wearing a shiny black, skin
tight, leather bolero jacket with matching micro-mini and thigh
high, patent boots. Her thick eyeliner slanting upwards. Her
blonde hair framing her face perfectly. I was wearing a micro-
mini, blue lycra dress. My hair was pushed back from my face with
one of those invisible bands, and on my feet I wore strappy
stilettos with a fur trim in the front. My make-up was heavy and
very flirty.
We looked like two high-class sluts out for it. On the bike, our
minis barely covered our butts. From the front there weren't any
tell-tale signs of our penises, which were neatly hidden by our
thong panties. Marcia was up front driving while I sat behind. We
giggled like crazy as we blatantly checked out at all the guys
who were eyeing us as we rode by.
It was still too early to reach the pub so Marcia decided we'd
race a little on the outskirts of town. We found a nice desolate
road, and we were speaking about the usual girly stuff, talking
about some of the guys we had spied earlier when suddenly Marcia
noticed a Rolls with dark tinted windows behind us. I had to
giggle when Marcia told me to tease whoever was in the car. And
she slowed down a bit while I gently lifted myself from the seat
and waved my (rather beautiful) butt at the car suggestively. How
we howled and giggled as it sped by. It was great to think that
some poor soul was teased out of his wits. 2 minutes later there
was another car following us like the previous one. This time we
decided to go further. We stopped, bent over the bike, lifted our
already scandalously short skirts and wiggled out butts at the
car. It drove by and we got back on the bike and went on our way.
Then we decided it was time up to head back to the club so we cut
across and through the park. We were riding peacefully along,
when Marcia noticed one of the cars behind us again. Suddenly it
didn't seem funny. Just as we thought of trying to break away,
another car swung across the road in front of us, effectively
blocking the road. It was the first Rolls. Our hearts sank and
our stomachs were in our throats. We just sat there frozen on the
bike. The doors opened and our worst nightmare felt like it was
about to come true.
There in front of us stood a bunch of very big and very black
hoodlums. Six of them in each car. Dressed in their vests and
loose jeans. "Yo, what we gots here?" One of them said. "Looks
like we done found ourselves two mighty fine white whores."
"Oooee, been a long time since I did some bitches like these."
said another. By now they were all around us. We stood there
back-to-back. One of them grabbed me by the face and slipped his
hand up the front of my legs. The look on his face changed fast.
"Hey, niggas, these here ain't bitches. These be little
bitchboys." The others howled with laughter.
"Nice paint job, bitch" said the one facing Marcia. "You wanna be
girls? Well den, we gonna treat you like girls." We were too
scared to speak back.
"So what's yo name baby?" One of them asked Marcia, grabbing her
hair. "Marcia." she mumbled. "And your sister?" "Gina." I
whispered back.
"Well, Marcia.... Gina, let's see how your asses handle niggah
meat. You know what they say? Once black, never back... and you
two girlboy 'hos gonna find out. Now, ain't you?" one of them
said. They pushed us into one of the cars and drove further into
the bushes where nobody would see or hear us.
Then we were both rudely pushed out and tumbled onto a soft
blanket of leaves. The guys then turned on some gangsta rap and
started to leer at us. Smiling and slowly rubbing their cocks
through their pants. One of them sat on the hood of the car and
beckoned to me. He wanted me to walk towards him. When I got in
front of him he pushed me onto my knees. I knew what he wanted
and slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out a huge 8 inch penis,
black and pink. I thought I would choke on it. And then I
nervously started to go down on him.
I heard someone behind me say, "You too sister." From the corner
of my eye, I saw Marcia unzip his pants and devour another 8 inch
shaft. The guy behind her was staring at her leather-covered
butt. He unzipped himself. When his dick came out it startled me.
It must have been at least 11 inches and thick like a baseball
bat. He'll kill Marcia with that I thought.
Suddenly, he lifted her butt and inserted his finger. I could see
Marcia wiggle and begin enjoying it. Meanwhile the guy whom I was
going down on started to buck and thrust. I felt a pair of hands
on my butt too. Then I heard Marcia scream. "Oh no, he's trying
to enter Marcia," I thought. The poor dear, there was no way she
could take all that cock even if she wanted to... which I began
to suspect she did. But I have to admit that it looked like she
was begging him to stop.
These big black horny guys just laughed when they heard Marcia
scream. Instinctively, I felt my legs tremble. The guy behind me
was pushing the thin strip of my thong aside and pressing his
penis against me. I was hoping to hell that I'd open up the best
I could. His cockhead felt big but luckily it didn't hurt yet.
No, mine went in smoothly. I knew it was big but oh, did it feel
good. By that time Marcia had stopped screaming. I think she was
stunned into silence with all that meat inside her.
I sensed that she was beginning to enjoy it. Me too. I started
moaning loudly too, begging my black loverboy to keep fucking me.
Hard and fast. The guys were grunting. Their friends wanted to
take their place. The one I was going down on started to buck and
suddenly shot down my throat. And then I could hear Marcia start
to have an orgasm. Someone said, "Hey, this bitch is coming too.
She likes it. Give it to her boys. Make her hurt. Make her regret
that she ain't a real ho and can only tease us boys." Marcia
couldn't stop her guttural groans of passion and lust. I knew she
had come.
The guy behind her was still thrusting and fucking and trying
hard to shoot his load up her asspussy. Meanwhile they made me
stand with my hands on the hood of the car while one of the guys
behind me continued to fuck me really hard. Before I knew it I
was having an anal orgasm.... then another..... then another. I
couldn't stop cumming. I knew that moment I was a total whore. A
total slut. A cock hungry, cum thirsty boycunt.
Somebody else had thrust his dick into my mouth at the same time
the monster shot his load inside Marcia. I could tell from his
grunts and from her squealing. It must have been a bucket.
It went on like that for an hour and a half. We both felt bruised
and tired from all that cock. They all took turns on us. The high
point for Marcia was when one of them was fucking her in the
standing position and his thrusts made her jump. I could tell it
sent her into sex dream land cuz I saw her eyelids roll back and
her cock spew cum all over his stomach. For me, it was when the
guy with the 11 inch monster had me lying on my back with my legs
in the air while he was pounding his meat into me while 2 others
held my hands down. Luckily, I was completely opened up by then
so it didn't hurt much. In fact, it felt heavenly. I must have
come three times in my butt while he was inside me and once I
even wet my panties. He finally he came like a hose pipe and my
butt was so full that it squirted out past his dick.
Both of us were on the verge of tears hoping that they would
stop. And finally they did. We were sweating, our hair was a mess
and our brains had gone haywire. Cum was oozing out of our butts.
One of them kissed me on the hand said "Thanks, bitches" and then
they drove off. Marcia looked at me. We both knew that despite
the fact that we hurt, we really enjoyed it. It was a bit more
than we bargained for but it was what we had started out that
night in search of: cock. Lots of cock. So we hugged each other
and cried out sissy TG hearts out, then walked back to our bike.
I felt like I wanted to go to the loo, so I ran towards the grass
and squatted down. But it as only cum oozing out of me.
On the bike ride home I could feel it ooze out of Marcia too.
Our panties were soaked with cum. We were so sexed up and crazy
for more cock that we headed for the pub. The guy at the door
thought that we had been in fight. We went to the ladies room to
clean ourselves up and redo our makeup.
Once back in the club we sat down in our favorite cubicle and as
we were served our drinks 2 guys joined us to make small talk. It
wasn't going to be easy telling them we couldn't take them in the
ass.
But our mouths were still soft and wet and needed filling.
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