Invasion of the Ghetto Sluts

"Dance, bitch." Sydni commanded to her friend.

I looked back at Monique and she had turned around, putting her hands on the stripper pole I helped set up. She was bent forward as she did this, providing me a primo view of her imposing ass. Her legs were strong and firm, and that firmness translated to her ass, and although it was fairly big, it was still firm and muscular. The cheeks were large and round and they jutted out from her firm back. Her tiny blue thong disappeared between the cheeks, but the color really stood out against her dark skin. It's a good thing I'm not into black women, because her body was insane. It would be hard for a guy that was into black women to resist.

She began to pop her hips, shaking her ass like a true stripper would. She straightened up and began to roll her hips, gyrating her ass. She leapt onto the pole and possessing a grace I didn't expect her to have she began to spin around the pole, her boobs bouncing as she spun. I watched her climb the pole like an expert, her boobs wrapped around the metal pole. Even though the pole was large and thick, it disappeared into her cleavage. I watched her tuck her leg around the pole as she reached the ceiling, then begin to spin around, upside-down, before coming to a stop just as her head grazed the floor, her hair falling to the floor, her boobs pushing against her chin.

I felt hands on my chin, turning my head. My vision was brought to Sydni as she began to dance. Her hips began to bounce she drew my attention. She had a pout on her face as she rolled her hips, spinning so her ass faced me. Her ass, while not as imposing as Monique's, was equally insane. It suited her smaller frame while still being equally impressive. The firm round cheeks were pressed against her stretchy black booty shorts, bursting for escape. She ran her fingers under the hem of the shorts, and as she rolled her hips, she began to lower the shorts.

The first things to appear were the straps of her black thong, followed by the sexy triangle were the straps connected. Then her flesh began to emerge. The smooth skin of her ass cheeks began to show, pouring over the edge of her shorts, desperate to escape their confines. Finally, with one firm yank, she ripped the shorts down her legs, exposing her nearly bare ass, clad only in her skimpy thong.

Her ass was incredible. I had gotten this view before, but it was still jaw dropping. The cheeks were firm and round and practically provided a shelf as they jutted out from her back. Her caramel skin looked perfectly smooth, and for an otherwise firm body, her ass was surprisingly fleshy, making it all the more impressive that she was able to fit that ass in her tight booty shorts.

Sydni stood straight up and resumed dancing, spinning to face me. As she did, her fingers teased the hem of her top. My eyes widened as she slowly, teasingly began to lift the top. Her flat, smooth belly began to emerge, teasingly exposing her belly button. With the beat pulsing, she lifted the top higher and higher until the bottom of her breasts began to emerge. She teased with the top, not going any higher, leaving it just under her nipples.

"It's pretty hot in here." Sydni said. I had totally forgotten about the heat wave, and the blackout and the fact that all three of us were drenched in sweat.

"You'd better take off all that clothing." Monique said to her friend. Sydni's eyes were on me.

"You first." she said to me.

"Excuse me?" I croaked.

"It must be awfully hot in all that clothing." Sydni said, "You'd better take it all off."

"No. NO! I-I-I just came here to find out about the ring." I stammered, remembering why I was watching these two black women strip.

"And you will. Just take off your clothes. C'mon, if you want to see us naked, you have to give us a little something." Monique said, "Like the song says, player, 'It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes!'"

"I don't want to see you naked." I said. This caused both of them to laugh. I looked down, and my hard dick was pretty clearly evident in my pants. It wasn't that I liked seeing their bodies. It was the music. It had a deep, sexual beat.

"It's not you guys, it's just the music..." I started.

"Take off your clothes, and I'll show you my tits!" Sydni commanded.

"You'll tell me who has the ring, too?" I asked.

"Yes! Just take off your clothes!" Sydni said impatiently.

"Fine. I'll take off my clothes, but I am leaving my underwear on. No way that's coming off." I said, unbuttoning my shirt quickly. They watched appreciatively as I tossed my shirt aside, revealing my bare, fit chest and torso. I undid my belt and ripped my pants down, standing before these two black sluts in my tight boxer-briefs. I figured it was like seeing me in swim trunks. It wasn't that bad. It wasn't sexual.

Both girls gazed at my strained briefs, my throbbing dick clearly bulging, desperate to be free. I sat back onto the bed and my attention returned to the girls. And as soon as I looked at Sydni and my eyes met hers, she peeled off her sweaty top and tossed it aside, standing topless before me, hands on her hips.

Holy fucking shit! After seeing Monique's tits, I thought it was impossible to see bigger, more impressive breasts, but Sydni had them. Even though she was shorter in stature, her tits were monumental, more titanic than her friends impressive pair, her smaller frame making her tits look even bigger than they already were. They were firm and perky, their flesh round and smooth. Her dark nipples were really set off by her caramel skin, and they looked as hard as diamonds, seemingly begging to be sucked on. Her flat belly looked ridiculously sexy. She was a gorgeous woman. She was so stacked, and so sexy, and that combined with her demeanor made me terrified of her. Seeing her practically nude made her more intimidating than ever.

"Damn girl!" Monique said, "You got those big suckers, and here I am, stuck with these tiny little EE's." Monique said with a laugh.

Sydni's focus was all on me as she danced in front of me. Her tits jiggled as she bounced her hips, and I was caught by surprise when she sprinted towards the stripper pole, and like a true pro, she spun around it at a blinding speed. Like a cobra, she slithered off the pole onto the floor. She grinded her ass-crack against the stripper pole. She spun around, and with a rawness that Monique hadn't displayed, she proceeded to lick the stripper pole where her ass had been, and in one continuous motion, engulfed the pole between her tits, smothering the pole with their expansive flesh. In this same motion, she bent back, grinding her belly, then her pussy against the pole. She brought one hand to the pole, got her feet under her, and began to grind against the pole, her ass hovering just above the floor.

This went on for a few moments, and with a smooth jump, she leapt onto the pole, spun like Monique had, and rested the top of her head against the floor. She used her hand to scoop her right breast and bring it to her mouth, biting her own nipple. I watched this with a sick fascination until Monique took the wind out of me, jumping onto my lap.

My vision was consumed by her black flesh as she bounced onto my lap, and she settled into my place, her bare flesh against mine, her giant breasts pressed against me, her hard nipples scraping my chest. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders as she began to speak.

"I can tell you like what you see, baby." Monique whispered huskily, grinding herself against my crotch.

"Uh, it's not what you think." I said, desperate to escape this situation. "What about the ring?" I asked.

"Who cares?" Monique said, "But, if you reach into the wallet of yours, grab the fattest bill you can find, and slip it into my thong, I might be more willing to talk."

Gulping deeply, and getting nervous about the fact that I couldn't see what Sydni was up to, I reached into the back pocket of my discarded pants, which were on the bed next to me, removed my wallet, sifted through the bills, and removed a twenty. Looking into her eyes, I tucked the bill into her thong strap. She stood up, and using one arm, she pulled my head forward, smothering me in her sweaty breasts.

"Mmmmph!" I moaned out, trying to speak but her tits smothering me. I was surrounded by her soft flesh, the sweat transferring from her huge breasts onto my face. It felt incredible. Her tits were so soft and firm, the perfect place to rest your head. I was struggling to breathe, and she could tell I was getting desperate. What a way to go this would be. She finally released me from her clutches, and as I began to breathe in fresh air, she pulled something over my face, covering my nose and mouth. The smell hit my nose before I could process what she did, and I realized the air coursing through my lungs, the air filling my nostrils, came through a filter that was her thong. Specifically, the part that had covered her crotch. I could feel the moisture that had soaked the material, and I could smell her scent as it coursed through my body.

"Hey, get this off of me!" I said, but she had grabbed my wrists, preventing me from removing the thong covering my face. She wrestled my hands until they were pressed against her mighty rump.

"Breath it in, baby, breath it in. Take it! That's a black woman's scent. Get used to it! You're gonna be getting a lot of it." Monique said, struggling to hold me down. In my struggle, I was breathing in her scent. And although I had gotten a whiff of it in the car, getting it full blast was a different story. It was noticeably different from white pussy, but it wasn't bad. But at this point, it was the last thing I wanted to smell. I felt like Monique's scent would be burned into my nostrils for good if I didn't get the thong off my face. Finally, I freed my right arm from Monique's grasp, and immediately ripped the thong off, tossing it aside. I tried to breath in fresh air, but each breath was tinged with pussy. I wrestled with Monique, trying to free myself fully. I could feel her pussy rubbing against my led as we struggled. Finally, I spun away and fell back onto the bed, lying on my side. And then I found out what Sydni was up to. She was lying on her back behind me, her legs spread, knees pointed to the ceiling. And as I fell back, I fell right between her legs, my face within a foot of her thong clad pussy. I tried to roll away, but Monique held me down. Looking down at me over her twin peaks, she reached down, calmly pulled the front of her thong to the side, exposing her bare pussy to me, and said one word.

"Eat."

I struggled to free myself as I stared at her bare pussy. Just a tiny strip of hair above it. The lips of her pussy were puffy and smooth, and her slit was tight and compact. It was a gorgeous, black pussy.

"No." I replied. "Just tell me where the ring is! Tell me!" I yelled angrily.

"Do what I say and you'll get the ring back. Now...eat." she commanded. She looked down at me, fire in her eyes, as I tried to defy her. That look instilled a bit of fear in me, but I had to fight.

"No! I'm married. I don't want this!" I roared, the veins on my forehead popping. Sydni rolled her eyes in annoyance as she looked over my head. Before I could stop it, I felt Monique's hand against the back of my head, pushing me towards Sydni's cunt.

"No no no no..." I said, trying to stop this, but my words being cut off as I was pressed face first into Sydni's pussy. I kept my mouth closed as she rubbed her pussy against my face, trying to coax me into compliance. I would not play along. I would not give her the pleasure. She reached down and grabbed my scalp roughly in her own hand, and with this grip she was able to roughly grind her cunt against my face.

I tried to keep my lips closed, I did. But she was grinding against my face so hard that she was somehow able to pry my lips apart. And as soon as she did, she pressed her pussy as hard as she could against my open mouth. My open mouth was pressed into her soaked cunt, but I tried to keep my tongue far away from her.

"We can stay here all day, Sean. Unless you want your breath to smell like a black woman's cunt permanently, I suggest you get this over with quickly." Sydni stated. I looked up at her over her massive breasts, meeting her eyes, shooting daggers at her, conveying how much I hated her at that moment. Then I licked her soaking cunt.

"FUCK!" Sydni moaned as I gave her cunt a few tentative swipes. I didn't want to do this, but they left me no choice. The only way to get out of this predicament was to eat out my black neighbor's cunt.

I will admit, I always enjoyed going down on a girl. Emma always enjoyed my ministrations, as had girls I had previously dated. But this black cunt was a whole new experience. My hesitance was now gone as I looked to get this over with. My tongue dug into her warm, tight cunt, her copious juices spilling into my mouth. I ran my tongue up her warm lips, across her hard clit, through her landing strip, and back into her cunt. Her cunt was so wet, and tight!

"How's that cunt taste? Huh?" Sydni goaded. I couldn't help but compare Sydni's pussy to my wife's. My wife's pussy was good, buy Sydni's, admittedly, was... great. It tasted great. It was soooooo good! I have gone down on a bunch of girls, and as much as I hated her, Sydni's pussy was the best I had ever tasted. The juices tasted delicious, her pussy was gorgeous, and her cunt fit my mouth perfectly. It was tasty, and so sexy, and so... black! This was a real black cunt I was eating. This wasn't like the white cunts I had eaten before. This was different. Decidedly different. Tantalizingly tasty. Definitely better.

"That's some good shit, isn't it?" Monique said, scrubbing her sweaty breasts against my back. I grunted my answer, and as I did, Sydni's thighs tightened against me.

"FUCKKKK! SWALLOW IT! SWALLOW IT!" Sydni screamed, holding me against her cunt as her juices squirted into my open mouth. I had no choice but to swallow her juices as more and more came, overflowing my mouth. This lasted a minute, me swallowing her juices until I swallowed everything I could. She fell back to the bed, temporarily sated. Her juices, their taste, their scent, overwhelmed my senses, making me dizzy. I tried to rewrite what I had thought before, about her pussy being the best I had had, but I couldn't. It was the truth. Her pussy was the best I had ever eaten. It didn't mean all black pussies were better. It was just coincidence that the best, most tasty pussy I had ever eaten happened to be a black one.

I was in a daze, and I was too dizzy to escape. I was rolled onto my back and pushed up farther onto the bed so I was entirely on it. I tried to shake out the cobwebs, and as my vision cleared, the first thing I saw was Monique lowering her black pussy onto my open mouth.

Her pussy spread over my open mouth as she lowered her weight onto me. I didn't bother fighting. I knew I had to get through this to get my wife's ring back. So that was why I immediately brought my tongue to her soaked cunt. It wasn't like I enjoyed this. It wasn't like I enjoyed eating out black women. It was what I had to do.

I wished I could say her pussy was nasty, proving my theory that it didn't matter what color the cunt was. But I couldn't. Her pussy tasted amazing! There was something about her cunt, something that Sydni also had, that made it so good. I couldn't put it into words. I don't know if it was the incredible tightness. I didn't know if it was the tasty juices. I didn't know if it was the incredible scent. But ranking all the women whose cunts I had eaten, the two top spots were now occupied by black women. Could it be? Could black cunt be the best?

Monique's cunt was definitely different from Sydni's. It was a bit bigger, a bit deeper. But just as tasty. She used her stripper moves to rotate her cunt around my mouth, allowing me to lick and suck her sweet clit. But when she finally came, when I finally brought her over the edge, she ground herself against my face hard, making sure to put her cunt against my open mouth, making sure to squirt all of her juices into my open mouth.

"Make him swallow it all!" Sydni commanded.

"Oh, I will. Swallow that shit! Drink it up!" Monique moaned out. I sputtered and coughed as I tried to swallow it all, but some of it spilled out of my mouth and onto the bed. Again, this whole situation was putting me in a daze. I was covered with sweat, so maybe it was heat-stroke or dehydration. It probably wasn't dehydration, with all the cunt juice I just swallowed. I was in such a daze that I didn't fight it when a pair of hands pulled down my briefs, leaving me nude.

"Holy shit!" Monique gasped.

"I knew it! I knew he was huge!" Sydni said. I felt a hand grab my rock hard cock, and move it around as if admiring it from all angles. As my vision cleared I looked down. I saw Sydni, her mouth inches from my cock. And on her hand, the hand holding my cock, was my wife's ring.

"Hey..." I said, stunned, but I was interrupted by the sensation as Sydni lowered her mouth onto my cock, burying it to the root in her tight throat.

"Ah, ah, hey, uh, holy shit!" I stammered, my anger dissipating. It was hard to stay angry at someone if your cock was in their mouth.

"Please, stop! I'm married!" I begged, lazily trying to push her away as I regained my strength. I began to sit up, but Monique pushed me down to the back. She pressed herself into my side, her sweaty breasts molding into the side of my face.

"Don't fight it baby." Monique whispered, cradling my head. "She's already sucking your dick. You might as well enjoy it." I looked down at Sydni as she bobbed on my dick, her mouth filled to the brim with my meat. My arms felt like they weighed 100 pounds, and I couldn't lift them to push her off. I had to fight them off. I had to, for the sake of my marriage. For Emma. But no matter where I looked, I saw big, bare, black breasts. And those suckers were enough to intimidate a man into obedience. Sydni was looking right into my eyes, daring me to resist the pleasure. She would attack my dick with gusto, baring her teeth as she sucked me. And her blowjob did feel amazing. She could work her tongue like no other, feeling like it was coiled around my dick like a snake. She was on all fours at the end of the bed, her ass sticking up in the air, now totally bare, her thong now gone.

"It's too much work to fight, baby. It's so much easier to just lie there and take it. It's so relaxing to lie back and let her work her magic. Isn't it?" Monique whispered, her soothing voice near hypnotic. I was in sensation overload, with Sydni's magic mouth inhaling my cock, Monique's sweaty form pressed against me, her giant black tits, one stacked on top of the other, pressing into the side of my face, her hard nipple inches from my mouth. I was about to lose my mind. I was in need of some comfort, something to stabilize me with this cascade of sensation I was under. I needed one thing to focus on. One singular pleasure. That was when I opened my mouth, leaned forward, and took Monique's hard nipple into my mouth.

"That's it baby. Suck my titty. Just relax and suck honey." Monique whispered, her voice like silk. My eyes lidded over as I focused on nipple, drowning out all other sensation. My dick was practically numb, the pleasure I was feeling was so great. I was feeling more pleasure than I ever had, but I was not that close to coming. I could go all day. As long as I focused on Monique's titty, her nipple in my mouth, I would last forever.

I played with her sweaty nipple, running my tongue around her smooth areola, then flicking the nipple. I wrapped my lips around the entire nipple and sucked as hard as I could, hollowing my cheeks. She used her hand to force as much of her breast into my mouth as she could.