You look hungrily into her eyes. "As tempting as that sounds, you should save your cunt for your contest this evening, shouldn't you?" you tell her. "And we agreed on a blowjob." You're aching to see this black beauty sucking on your cock --- and you have to admit that you're curious about the features of the chair.
"Fuck that," she curses softly, scowling. "I need something in my pussy!"
At that point, you notice the salesgirl standing a few feet away. It seems that she's been watching you two go at it for a little while: she's got one side of her single-piece store tunic pulled open, fondling a breast. As you catch her eye, she abruptly stops, blushing a bit at being caught staring, and walks towards you without covering her exposed tit. Interestingly, her aereola is very red, as intense a shade as her vibrant violet lips.
"Can I help you?" she says, trying to pull her eyes away from your friend's milk-streaked breasts.
"You were mentioning the features of the chair designed with the fellatrix in mind," you prod.
The salesgirl grins at a chance to sell the features of the chair. "I think what you're looking for in this case is the EasyBoy's DoublePleasure(TM) attachment."
Your companion's face brightens a bit. "Oooh, this chair has a DP! I've never had one of those in me before." She decides. "Okay, let me dismount my white boy here."
The salesgirl smiled to the black woman, warming to her. "This DP was state of the art three years ago, and is still close the the best you can get. It has an adjustable angle of incline, and a temperature control with a range from room temperature to forty degrees centigrade, or about one hundred Fahrenheit."
"Excuse me," the salesgirl continued, pulling a lever which inclined the chair, and lifted the sizable cushioned platform at the foot of the chair. The chair tilted back smoothly, and came to rest with a reassuring *clunk* with you reclined, but not yet lying down. She opened a compartment at the base of the platform, on the other side of the ridge from you, so you can't see it, but your consort is obviously impressed with what she sees. She pushes a release button at the side of the platform, and lifts up what seems to be an 15-inch, veined, gleaming black dildo.
Your nameless friend's eyes are open in shock, "Holy motherfucker," she says, squirming.
"The store model is one-size fits all, of course," the salesgirl says learnedly. "That means it has to be long enough to reach the pussies of short girls scrunched way up front. You can get smaller models to purchase, and adjust the location of the base with basic tools, to adjust it for the perfect fit. Here in the store, we just recommend you try not to take it all in." The salesgirl smiles conspiratorially. "You can also get DP attachments which have manipulatable ball joints, basically making the dildo prehensile. I have girlfriends who bought a chair for their husbands but who use the chair more often than the guys do."
"How do I, um, get on?" says the black girl, pulling down her panties, revealing a shaven mons glistening with her juices.
"Just climb on the way you normally would, and sort-of stand to ease the DP into you. If you want to lock the angle, just press the lock button down here." The salesgirl indicates
a button next to the release button.
The salesgirl stares at your now completely naked friend, who stands up, wet panties in hand. The salesgirl is staring at the black woman's massive breasts and hard nipples.
"Is there a problem?" your friend asks impatiently.
"Can... can I taste your milk?" the salesgirl asks, looking up to your friend's eyes.
The black woman looks down at the sales-girl with a calculating look, drawing herself to her full height. "It made you hot, seeing me make milk for my white boy, didn't it?" The salesgirl just looks up, intimidated, breathing quickly. "Made a crack in that prim straight-girl image of yourself, huh? Well," she said, bringing her hands to cup the sales-girl's head. "I forgive you, kitten, and I think that curiousity should be rewarded."
She pulled the salesgirl's face to her breast. "Go ahead, kitten, drink my milk." The salesgirl breathed heavily into your friend's beast for a moment, and then greedily attacked a nipple with her mouth. "Oh, yeah. Suck on my tit. Goood pussy, pussy, pussy," your friend coos. The salesgirl moans into your friend's breast as the sweet milk trickles into her mouth.
"Fuck, girl," says your nameless companion, "I'm sorry to break this off, but I need to get something in my pussy," she says, pulling the salesgirl away from her breast. "And I'm thirsty too," she grins at you as she climbs onto the foot-platform of the chair. The salesgirl stands there, licking her lips, looking between your nameless girlfriend's chest and your hard, and oozing, cock.
She crouches at the platform as she guides the giant black DP attachment to her crotch. Her eyes widen as the long black dildo slides into her. "Oh yeah," she says. "Thanks for turning up the temperature for me," she says to the salesgirl, who smiles back in return. With a grunt, she eases to her knees, which disappear behind the ridge on the platform. She eases her torso to rest on the ridge, her breasts on full display for you on the near slope, as she eases her elbows down beside your legs, putting her face right up against your cock.
She rocks back and forth gently, letting your manhood rub against her face, as she tries out the monstrous attachment in her pussy. "Oh, that's good." She looks to you in a state of bliss. "A black machine in my pussy and a white cock in my face." She sighs raggedly as she nuzzles your cock, bringing her nose down to your root. "Mister, you're definitely setting my day on the right track." Rocking lightly, she groans as she kisses your shaft, and then breathily gives it a lick.
"Get ready boy," she threatens, "I'm going to suck you down for all you've got."
With that, she bucks backwards to give herself room to get your throbbing rod into her mouth. She gasps at the extra penetration from the black latex spear in her cunt, and then bows back down to swallow your cock. |