The Winter White Out - Part 2 of 3

The Winter White Out - Part 2 of 3 (Read Part 1 first!)

“She got's some fine titties!”, sounded out and I saw black hands grabbing at them.

Jim stepped back pulling hard at her pants sliding them and her panties down to her knees as the men held her down on the table. Grabbing one of her legs he pulled again then again until the pant leg slid over and off her short boot. Mens hands slid under her sized thighs and hauled them up into the air and spread her wide open.

Cynthia squirmed and tried break free protesting as Jim's hand slid between her legs.

“Fucking bastards! Let me go! Stop! No! Help! Bastards!”, she yelled out.

Jim's head shot down between her legs and he began licking away at her and her panic levels increased. Cynthia's head shook violently back and forth and she tried kicking outwards with her legs to no avail. Both of the black males hands were moving up and down her chest kneading at her breasts and pinching at her now half inch erect nipples.

“Ahahhahhaaa!” she yelled out when Jim slipped fingers up inside her and began rapidly moving them in and out of her. “Aggahhahha!!! Ahahahhaaa! No! Stop it! Help!” she cried out.

Jim's head came up for a moment, “She's fuckin' soaking wet!” he said, and his head again dove into her pussy.

The bald muscular black man began kissing her on her lips muffling the sounds of her protests while Jim continued licking her, his hand moving back and forth sliding fingers in and out of her. Soon her buttocks began lifting as if to meet Jim's tongue and Cynthia's muffled speech was turning into muffled moans as the man's lips stayed locked upon hers.

Her thighs began quivering still spread wide by the men holding them and I noticed the Caucasian man who grabbed me moments before was recording what was happening on his cellphone as he sat near Cynthia's head.

The bald black man raised his head up and loudly said, “Dunna' worry bout' you man. He in da' back with Wilma getting it on. You know you want it baby, you know it.” and his lips went down atop her right breast licking and suckling at her pink areola and teasing at her erect nipple.

Cynthia's moans were quite loud now that his lips were off of hers. Jim's head popped upwards, “Man her pussy is sweet and she's completely soaked. Anyone want some?” continuing to move his fingers in and out of her.

“Mmmmmmmmuhhh... Ohhhmmmmm... Uhhhhhuhhh... Mmmmmm.” could clearly be heard.

The bald black man's head came away from her now glistening breast, “Dont worry... He's having a great time with Wilma.” he said. Again he kissed her this time lightly on her lips and between words, “That. Right? (kiss) You all... (kiss) wet? I need to... (kiss) taste your... (kiss) sweet pussy.

The bartender had sat down on a bar stool chair and was watching as Jim stepped aside and the black man moved between her legs. He ran his hand up and down the length of her crotch and her legs wiggled and trembled as she let out a moans and then gasped for air.

“Yea... You are really soaked baby. Be lovin' whats a' comin' baby.” he said and they all laughed.

“Ahhhahhhhhaaaaaa....” Cynthia screamed out his fingers slid up inside her and then his head shot down between her legs. The man's head movements were quite different than Jim's. He licked up and down the length or her again and again. Often, when his tongue came up to meet her clitoris he rapidly moved his head left and right then up and down over and over again.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Cynthia cried out. “Shit! Yes! Yes! Oh shit I am going to cum!”

I could NOT believe what I was hearing!

Jim grabbed at her thigh and just as before it was thrust backwards and she was again spread wide open.

The black man stood upwards and bent down over Cynthia's face and said, “You got's one sweet assed pussy girl. You wanna cum do ya? Say it...”

His fingers rammed in and out of her.

“Yes! Yes!” Cynthia shouted.

“Yes yes what?” he replied. “Tell me what you want.”

“Yes! Make me cum! I want to cum!” she shouted. Her thighs were quivering, her torso twitching as he continued moving his fingers in and out.

“No!” the man said, “If you want me make you cum then you need call me Master and beg me to lick your sweet pussy.”

Cynthia's head shot back and forth several times. The man moved his fingers nearly out from within her and she tried forcing her buttocks back up against them.

“Say it!” he said.

“Please... Please...” Cynthia replied.

“Say it...” he repeated.

“Master... Please make me cum. Lick me.” she replied.

“Lick my sweet pussy.” he shouted.

“Yes, master, please make me cum. Please lick me. Lick my sweet pussy master. Please!” Cynthia said.

I could not believe what I was hearing and seeing but there it was.

“Very good...” he said. “Remember that. You ask and you beg and you will receive.”

His head shot down between her legs and his fingers began moving rapidly in and out of her. In mere moments she was yelling out, “Agahhhahhahaaaa yes! Oh Oh! Fuck! Make me cum master! Lick my sweet pussy master!”

Her thighs, buttocks and torso began shaking violently then suddenly she yelled out, “Oh fuck! I am cumming! I am cumming! Ahhahhahhgghha!!! Aghahhahhhahahhha!!! Aggahhahhahaha!!!”

Her body wretched to and fro as the men held her. Her thighs and legs shook violently and uncontrollably like she was shivering from extreme cold.

The man lifted his head and moved aside removing his fingers from her as she continued to shake and rock to and fro screaming out, “Ahhahhahhgghha!!! Aghahhahhhahahhha!!! Aggahhahhahaha!!!”

“You found her.” he said, “your first.”

Jim stood up dropping his pants to the floor and out popped perhaps 8 inches of white erect penis ready for business. He moved between her legs and clearly Cynthia had no idea what was about to happen. As he penetrated her womb Cynthia let out a gasp, “Hhhhhhhhahhhuhhhh” and again as he drew back and drove slowly deeper inside her, “Huuhhhuuuuuhhhuuhhh.... yehhh yes....” she cried out.

Cynthia was still having orgasms when he sank his manhood all the way inside her belly.

“Uhhhhhuhhhuhhhh ssshhhhiiitttt uhhhhuuhhsshhhh” she mumbled as her body arched, shook and convulsed in response to Jim's penis inside of her.

Jim's torso came down atop hers coming face to face with her and he placed each of his hands on the sides of her face. He began fucking my baby, I saw his buttocks begin to move back and forth and heard her broken moans caused by her continual shaking.

I heard Jim say, “You are so beautiful Cynthia. So beautiful. Your pussy feels so good. Yea, so wet. Ummmm... So sweet... Damn you feel good.”

“Yes... Yes... Fuck me!” Cynthia shouted.

“Let her arms go” Jim said, near instantly they wrapped around his neck and tongues were lapping away at one another, her muffled broken moans, quivering thighs and legs began to escalate.

The bald black man told the bartender to fill a bucket full of snow and he sped off with an ice bucket out of sight.

Jim's head shot down towards her breasts licking and biting at them causing her to wretch. Cynthia's back arched upwards then came crashing down on the table only to spring upwards again over and over.

“Yes! Take me! Make me cum! Cum inside me!” she cried out.

I saw Jim's buttocks moving back and forth faster and faster. Then he stood upright and began smashing himself hard into her and the tell tale “slap slap slap” sound of bodies smashing togehter could clearly be heard.

The men were encouraging Jim, cheering him on and laughing. I could again see her right breast flying upwards and recoiling rapidly in response to the concussions from his body. Her chest heaved up and down and her breathing was loud and rapid, “Heh... Heh... Heh... Heh...”

Very suddenly her entire body wretched left, then right, then left again and she began screaming out, “Aghhhhhaahhhaaa... Aghahhahhaaaa... Agahhahhahhaaa!” over and over. Her body broke out into the most intense orgasms I'd ever saw from her. The men holding her thighs could barely keep hold of her as her body jerked from side to side and Jim exploded inside her belly.

He came crashing down atop her torso yelling out over and over, “Arrrrgggggghhhshhh Shitttt!!! Argggghhhhhh! Fuck yea!”

His buttocks sliding backwards and then hard into her as he lay atop her. Cynthia grabbed at Jim's head and her tongue thrust into his mouth and she began lapping away at him like a dog drinking water.

I simply could not believe my eyes and there was nothing I could do.

The two were still having orgasms when the bartender came back in.

The bald black man said to Jim, “Get up Jimmie.” and Jim lifted himself with his arms hovering over her torso. Cynthia attempted to pull him back down to her waiting lips when two handful's of cold snow hit her chest and began being rubbed all over the front of her.

Cynthia's reaction was incredible, screaming cries of completely illegible sounds. Her back arched and fell only to instantly bounce off the table again. Her skin glistened with the cool melting water.

Again something was said to the bartender which I could not understand above her screams and noises and the man sped off out of my vision.

Jim stood up, his legs still shaky, he removed his manhood from inside Cynthia and stepped aside. The bald muscular black man began removing his boots and then his pants. I looked at Cynthia, a thick white line of Jim's semen was leaking from her womb running slowly downwards. Her chest heaving, soaked with the water from the snow continuing to twitch and spasm.

“Gonna have us a time baby.” the man said. “Time for some Louisiana Black Snake.”

For whatever reason I thought to myself, “Damn guys! At least give her a few minutes to rest!”

His penis popped out from his underpants thick as a half-dollar and longer than anything I'd ever saw in person, at least, up until then. There was 10 inches there and it was bent upwards quite noticeably like a banana and it's tip hidden under dark black skin.

“Go get some Jamal!” was yelled out.

Jamal stepped up onto the bench seat and in a flash his big black dick was hovering over her face. Jamal knelt downwards and his penis hit her face. Several times he lifted it with his hand and slapped it down on her face.

“Like that? Do you? Answer the master!” he shouted.

“Yeeeh... Yeeeh.. Yes mass... master” Cynthia replied as her body continued to quiver and orgasm, her breasts were clearly shaking to and fro like jello being wiggled.

He pulled back on the skin of his penis and out popped the tip with a glaze of loose white skin covering it. Clearly Jamal had not been circumcised.

“Kiss that dick.” he demanded and he pressed the tip against Cynthia's lips.

She kissed it again and again and then her tongue sprang out to meet it. Jamal ran the length of his manhood up and down her lips as she kissed and licked him over and over. Then his hands slid under her head and I saw his big black penis slide between her lips. He forced her head up and down over and over again the black stiff rod sliding in and out of her lips.

“Use that tongue!” he shouted. “Yea... Yea... like that. I can't decide if I want her to drink my cum or whether I'd rather hear her screaming and cummin' or maybe I should do that big ass of hers?”

The large fat black man said, “Lets all do her pussy first! You got's more of that weed?”

“In my pants, sure am glad its legal now!” he responded. “Ain't you buzzed enough Trey?”

Trey bounded up from the table and released Cynthia's thigh his fat jiggling as he did. “Sheeya' Ah am but she aint.”

He took Jamal's pants and pulled a joint out of a case and lit it. “Give her some of this.” he said.

Jamal took his penis out of her mouth then using his hand squeezed down its full length and a gooey white strand came forth from his tip and he laid it across her red lips.

The men hoisted her up on the table to a sitting position and Trey put the marijuana up to her mouth. It'd been years on end since Cynthia had smoked the stuff, way back to her college days. She moved her head to the side to try and avoid it.

“Take that shit now!” Jamal demanded. "Keep'n your legs open. Now!" and he grabbed her breasts and squeezed at them.

I guess one never forgets as she took some as though she never had stopped and more of Jim's semen began leaking from inside her.

“More!” he demanded, “That's all for you baby!”

As she was smoking it the bartender reappeared with a enormous can. I recognized the colors, it was Crisco cooking fat.

“Oh yea!” Jamal said, “Gonna butter you up slick and slippery baby!”

He grabbed a handful and began rubbing it on her breasts, chest and stomach while Trey continued having her finish the hooch.

“Do her legs and thighs.” Jamal said and Jim took the job happily.

The men grabbed at her standing her upright and rubbed more of the shortening fat unto her back and buttocks.

“Ooooo! Look at that ass!” Jamal said and he began rubbing it all over every inch of it and then slapped at it hard several times causing her to scream out. Taking another handful and slapped it against her brown pubic hair and began rubbing it in and then between her legs.

Cynthia squirmed and shook, “Ehehhhehhehhh.... Ehhehhehhhehhehh...” she exclaimed numerous times over and over as he worked it that Crisco into her pussy.

I would have thought even with men standing in front of her she might have caught a glimpse of me but she either did not or if she did there was no reaction.

Jamal lifted her back unto the edge of the table and said, “Now take my snake and put it inside you!”

Continued in part 3