It was summer, and Sarah was running down the street as fast as her bikini and flip-flop wardrobe would allow, her long blonde hair trailing behind in a ponytail, her impressive D-cup breasts bouncing delightfully and threatening to spill out of her top with every step. She had made it down the street and turned a corner when she saw a middle-aged black man watching her closely, a creepy smile on his face.
'D... did you see a dog run this way?' Sarah asked, her chest heaving as she slowed down to a stop in front of the portly negro.
'Where you come from?'
'Down the street,' Sarah waved a finger behind her in the direction of the house her family was renting for the summer. '44. Did you see...?' She started to repeat.
'I see very well,' he smirked, looking the busty teen up and down. 'You do any modeling? Want to be an actress, sweetie?' Sarah caught herself nodding and smiling at him, before she caught him adjusting the front of his pants. 'Come inside, we can talk.'
'Uh, sorry, daddy says I'm not really supposed to talk to black men,' Sarah explained by way of apology, backing away from him. 'I've gotta find our dog, anyway.'
'We can use my car,' he explained. 'Come on inside, and I'll give you a ride.' Sarah moved toward him but then saw her own father coming around the corner in the car and so she made a little sad face before she ran over and hopped into the passenger seat.
'Were you talkin' to that nigger?' her dad demanded to know.
'Oh daddy, you're so racist,' she said, 'He was trying to help.'
Then later that day, after the dog was found and safely locked in the yard, Sarah's family went shopping at the mall. Now she was wearing a cute little halter top, miniskirt and high heels. She stopped for ice cream and noticed a black guy she thought was probably the guy she saw earlier watching her. She smiled and started sucking and slurping the white creaminess for his enjoyment, then asked her dad for money. Then she dumped the rest of the cone and walked away, around the corner and to a clothing store for teens. The black guy followed her in as she browsed the tube tops.
'That would look really good on you,' he told Sarah.
'Too bad I can't afford it,' she lied.
'Well I can buy it for you, but you have to try it on.'
'Really?' she liked this guy and didn't know why her dad was so hard on blacks. 'Okay!' She went to the change room and pulled the sheet closed behind her but she could see the black man had positioned himself so he could still see her. Sarah didn't mind though as she took off her top and showed off her creamy breasts to the old pervert. When she put on the tube top, she came out and modeled it for him. 'It's perfect, are you sure you can buy it for me?'
'Sure it can be for costume,' he explained. 'Your character loves tube tops!'
'So there really is a movie?' Now Sarah was excited. 'I thought you were just trying to get me naked.'
'Well there is nudity, and a love scene, but you're perfect for it.' He smiled, and of course she was, dumb blonde girl with big natural titties. 'Your the daughter of the villain but you end up with the hunk.'
Sarah was nervous about the nudity but gave him her phone number and said she'd think about it. That night she went to the fireworks, she thought her dad would never approve, but when she had a moment alone suddenly the negro was there again. 'Are you stalking me?' she kind of laughed but he told her it was time for a screen test. He took her by the hand and led her back to his house.
'Nice to see you wearing the tube top,' he commented as they entered the house where there was a bunch of camera equipment set up. He had her sign some papers of 'consent' or something and then he gave her some lines, like 'Don't tell Daddy!' She could deliver that very convincingly. Then he told her to take down her tube top and jiggle her boobs, which she did for the camera. He took lots of footage of the blonde teen clothed, then naked, and finally he said he needed her in the shower. 'I need to see how you look wet, it's a pivotal scene.' He explained.
Sarah was starting to feel uneasy and wished she was back with her family but agreed so she could go before she was missed. The sexy blonde stripped off her clothes and stepped into the shower, and the creepy pervert filmed her shower and soap herself up. Then she noticed someone else had come into the bathroom... a big black man of about 30... probably a foot taller and twice the weight of little Sarah... and he was buck naked, with a quickly expanding and stiffening ebony penis he stroked with his hand while he watched her.
'Who... who is this?' Sarah asked, her voice cracking as she tried to cover her nudity with her hands.
'This is the hunk you end up with,' the director explained as he recorded the black buck stepping into the shower next to her. 'Let's see if you have any chemistry.'
'NO! No, no, no...' Sarah said as the black man started to grope her delicate curves, his big black cock sliding against her pale tummy and up between her big tits. She used her hands to try and hold his fuckpole away from her, but as he kissed her she started to rub it up and down, enthralled by its majesty.
'Yes, I knew as soon as I saw you Sarah you'd go black sooner or later,' the director said as he watched the big negro manhandle the reluctant little white girl while she struggled to wank his arm-sized baby cannon.
Sarah wondered how she was going to fit this inside her tight little pussy and realized that she'd never be the same after. 'My daddy would kill me if he caught me like this with a nigger!' she confessed, begging for mercy. But a funny thing happened, because that pushed him over the edge and the black stud spewed his jungle juice all up Sarah's front but left her holes unviolated. She got herself cleaned up, apologized and told them that she didn't think this movie was right for her, not realizing that they had got just about all the footage they wanted.
Just about. |