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I was walking down the street the day before my 25th birthday, when a small plain
man, with a sour smell about him, walked up to me and said, in a deep voice,
"Bob, I have a gift for you and I know your going to like it very much.  I know
that you're a good guy and that you've only had a few girlfriends and that your
fiance ran off on you last spring.  I know also that tomorrow is your 25th
birthday, so here is your gift."

I looked at this man and I knew I had never seen him in my life, for he was so
ugly, and smelled so damn bad, I would have remembered him.

I started to speak to him, when he handed me a small black box, about the size of
a pack of cigarettes, and a sheet of paper. The paper had some hieroglyphics and
some writing on it. I looked at the paper and then looked up to ask the man who
he was and what this was all about but the man was nowhere to be seen.  He was
gone as fast as he had come.  So I read the paper.  It told only how to use the
box and said happy birthday to me...... Damn this was strange!

The paper said that this black box would make any women go horny and would make
them have to perform wild sex acts and would make their mind go blank after I
turned off the box.  They would not remember a thing or know that they had even
performed for me.  They would only retain a warm sexy feeling, if I chose them
to.... Yeah right, I thought to myself.

I took the box and went home to test it out.

When I got home I saw three black women, two around 40 or 45 years old, walking
from door to door and talking to people.  There was a young girl with them (about
18 or 19 years old, I would guess) and she was very pretty, with light chocolate
skin, long, shiny, black hair done up on her head, brown eyes, but no make up at
all.

Being a white, suburban boy, I can't really say that I have ever thought about
black women in a sexual way.  I don't think of myself as a bigot or anything. 
The thought of a black girl had just never entered my mind.

It was a hot, humid day and they were all wearing white, cotton dresses, loose
and flowing down below their knees. I knew they must be from the Jehovah Witness
church in the inner city.  I could see one of the women was her mother, as she
looked like her daughter, but older, I walked up the sidewalk to my house to go
in, when the woman who had to be the mother said, "Hello, we are from the Church
of the Holy Redeemer and would like to have a chance to talk to you.  May we talk
to you for a short time? That is, if you have time?"

I was just about to tell them to get lost, when it hit me: This may be a good
test of that black box the man had given me.  Yes, I would try it on the ladies
or, I should say, the younger girl. But how?

"Well, I don't have much time," I said to the older one, looking at the severe,
astern look on her dark face. "If you don't make it real long, come on in, but
remember I am short on time, okay?"

As I held the door open, I looked now at the young girl and marveled at how the
whites of her eyes were so bright and clear and her face so delicate-looking and
pretty. She had, of course, the dark complexion but her lips, though large, were
bare of lipstick and soft looking.  Her nose was slightly wide and flat but not
overly large.

I wondered if there was white blood in her lineage, her looking so pretty... and
then I chastised myself for having such a racist thought.  I mean, why can't a
black girl be pretty and just be black without the thought that she must have
white in her?

The mother said to me, "Thank you sir," as the three of them passed by me and
into the house, "we will not take up too much of your time. Maybe an hour. Is
that okay?".

I looked at the woman and told her I could only give her half that time and would
have to go to work.  She agreed.  You know how those religious people are:
anything to get in the door. I also noticed that the young girl was real shy and
never did look me straight in the eye as she passed by. I followed them in the
door and had the girl sit on the upholstered chair next to the couch and both the
older women sit on the couch itself. I walked over to the coffee table and sat
down at the edge facing the young girl's chair.  She never said a word the whole
time.

I wish I could say the same for the two older women. They never shut up talking
about Jesus and God and church and hell and the last days of the world and
resurrection.

I wondered if these two old ladies would talk the whole time?

As the women talked, I kept looking at the young, black girl. She was sitting
casually back in her chair with her feet, in her white sox and Reebok's, askew on
the carpet and her knees slightly apart, as she fiddled her thumbs on her lap and
shifted.  The white hem of her dress was above her knees, as she sat, and her
dark brown legs looked soft and so smooth.  I tried to look casual as I attempted
to see up her white, cotton skirt, bowing my head as if listening to what the
older women were saying.  Once or twice, as she shifted, I caught just a fleeting
glimpse of the white crotch of her panties, so visible in the light material
between the dark skin of her thighs.  I could feel my cock becoming hard in my
pants.

I suddenly realized that I really wanted to fuck this girl.

I took out the box and, without anyone of them seeing it, I pointed it at the
young girl and turned it on.  She seemed to jump, in her seat, a little and then
she looked at her mother and the other woman. They were looking at me and talking
about the lord and the good book.

The black girl started to fidget in her chair, like she had a hot seat and she
also moved her hand up to her left breast and slowly moved her hand across it,
then back. I also noticed that she was breathing heavily and would lick her
brown, ample lips, real slow, from time to time, making them shiny.

Damn, I thought, that girl is getting horny!  She is so fucking hot!  I bet her
pussy, behind the flimsy material of her panties, is getting good and wet and,
from the raised bumps on the swells of her breasts, I could tell that her nipples
were hard as rocks under her white dress!  This box really works!

As I felt my cock harden, I put my forearm over it and stood up abruptly saying,
"Sorry ladies, but I need to get ready to go to work now.  Maybe you could come
back some other time, okay?"

The teenager said the first words she had said today, "Mama, I could come back
later and talk to Mr. Lewis about salvation and the Lord. That is, if that's okay
with Mr. Lewis."  She looked at me with a serious expression on her pretty
features. "Would you mind?".

I said, "No problem at all!  When would you like to come back, Miss.... Miss.....
".

"Miss Wilson, Shauna Wilson," Shauna said with a gleam now in her pretty brown
eyes.

I walked the trio of negro women to the door, the older ones leading the way, and
leaned and whispered in Shauna's ear as she passed, smelling a fragrance from her
closeness like that of a new kitten, "Maybe we can talk about more than the good
book when you come back.  What do you think?  Come back in fifteen minutes?"

The box was still on at the time and she was still acting fidgety, so I was not
surprised at all to her answer as she turned in the door and whispered back, "I
would love to talk about more. See you in fifteen minutes."

After I watched them walk down the street, I turned off the box and went to the
kitchen for a drink. I would see, in a few minutes, if the box worked or not, but
I did not need to worry, for a quarter-hour later, there was a light knock on the
door and when I opened it, there stood Shauna in her white dress.

"Hi," I smiled.  "Come on in! I was not sure if you would come back alone.  I'm
sure happy to see you did," I said as I stepped back to let her in.

Shauna smiled a puzzled smile and looked down nervously.  "I don't know why I
came back," she said toward the ground.  Then she looked up at me.  "We ladies
are not supposed to go into houses alone."

"Well," I said, "What did your Mom say?"

Shauna smiled.  "She said that ya'all looked like a nice boy and that maybe I
could get the Lord's message through to you.  She said that she and Mizz Taylor
would be back for me in an hour."

I opened the door and had her come to the front room and I asked if she would
like for me to take the bible that she was carrying. She handed it to me and I
asked if there was anything she would like to drink.

"A Pepsi?" she said.

I got the Pepsi and thought to myself, this box is really great! I need to get
into her pants and see what secrets little black girls hide.  I could not wait to
see what was under that dress, to see if her pussy was the same as the white
girls' I had fucked.

I walked back in and handed her the Pepsi and said. "Would you like to sit down
and let me feel your pussy?"

"What did you say?" Shauna gasped, her eyes going wide as she sat down.  Even
though her skin was the color of coffee, I could distinctly see her cheeks blush
red as she winced in surprise.

"May I put my hand up your dress and into your underpants and feel your pussy?" I
said calmly.

Shauna looked up at me, her head cocked and her hands at her hips now as she
rocked, from side to side, in that defiant way only black girls do, and said,
"What'chu sayin?  Feel ME up?  You're one crazy honky!  I'm a Christian gal!  I
am not lettin' any man touch me!  Not till I get married."

I chucked at her insolent expression as I picked up the box, from the coffee
table, and turned it on, watching as her face softened and her arms relaxed at
her sides.  She then looked at me in a different way.  Her eyes seemed to roam up
and down my body and settle on the bulge at the front of my white shorts.

I said, "You look like you're a little worked up and a little horny, Shauna.  Are
you sure you don't want me to play with your pussy for you?"

"My mama brung me up to know what's right and what's wrong and never to let a boy
touch me," she retorted. "My body is a temple of the Lord's!  Besides, I've only
known you for an hour!  It wouldn't be right, would it?" she said with an evil,
shy smile crossing her face. "Least, not till I get to know ya'all a little."

I sank down in front of her so that I was kneeling before the upholstered chair. 
Shauna smiled and spread her knees so I could get between them.  I looked down at
the white hem of her dress, as it rode up to her mid thighs now, revealing lots
of sexy leg.  Then I looked up her body, past the curves of her round hips to her
thin waist and up to the twin swells of her breasts.  I could see them rise and
fall and hear her excited breathing.

I was excited too as I peeled off my shirt in front of her.

Then I reached out and took hold of the warm, brown skin of her soft shoulders
and leaned forward as I pulled her upper body to me.

Shauna kept her arms at her sides but her body was pliant and she let me pull her
close.  I felt her breasts against my bare chest and pressed the side of my face
to her soft cheek.

That baby kitten smell was strong in my nostrils now as my nose was at her soft,
shiny black hair.

I pushed my hands under her arms and around back of her slim body and held her to
me as I felt her move her behind forward on the chair until I could feel her warm
legs at my exposed hips and my hard cock suddenly pressing against her pubic bone
under the material of her soft, cotton skirt.

I pulled my head back a bit, breathing excitedly as Shauna turned her pretty face
to me.  Her eyes closed and her lips were slightly parted and she was panting
with a sweet, candy scented breath.

God, I thought as I moved my face to hers, was I going to actually kiss a negro? 
After all the racist things I had learned from my parents and my friends?

I placed one hand over the firm bump of Shauna's left breast and squeezed it as
Shauna gasped and I pushed my mouth to the pillow- like softness of her warm,
parted lips.

I felt the heat of the tip of her pink tongue as it touched my lips and I opened
my mouth and meshed my lips to hers as our tongues sparred together and we panted
into each other's faces.

Shauna wrapped her arms around my shoulders as I brought my hand down from her
breast and ran it, under her skirt, up the smooth heat of her fleshy thigh, to
the hot silkiness of the crotch of her cotton panties.

I could feel the moistness that had soaked through the material as I rubbed the
dimpled outline of her hot pussy and sucked her mouth with an intense craving.

Shauna squealed her delight into my face and I felt her push her pussy up against
my hand.

I pulled her panty crotch away from her pussy and thrust two fingers behind the
wet material.  I could feel the coarse hair of her hot pussy against the backs of
my fingers and feel the slickness of her open, feminine slit against my knuckles.
 I could also suddenly smell the musty, strong, girl-like scent of her pussy
rising from the heat between her legs, up to my nostrils as I kissed her.

My cock went totally rigid in my shorts.

I turned my hand to cup her pussy, beneath her panties, and then, parting her
slick, inner lips with my fingertips, I thrust my middle finger up into her
sultry, feminine opening.

Shauna grunted and wrapped her arms around me tighter as the passion of her kiss
increased and our tongues were doing an intense sexual battle with each other.

Her insides were hot and tight and slick as could be as I probed deeply into her
pussy with my finger and rubbed her clit and her pubic mound with my thumb.

She pulled one arm from me and, the next thing I knew, she had thrust a hand down
the front of my shorts and was gripping my hard, throbbing cock in her warm
grasp.

Man, I was excited!  I pulled my mouth from her's and abruptly stood to pull my
shorts off and fuck her.

Shauna's eyes went wide as I pulled my pants down a bit to free my thick, eight
inch erection.

She sat up and, without a word, leaned forward and took my cock into her open
mouth, moaning a kind of a wicked laugh as she did so.

"Ahhh!" I gasped as the heat of her mouth engulfed me.

Shauna held my cock in one hand and my balls in the other as she sucked and
licked me inside of her mouth.

I looked down and could see my pale, white cock pressed into that pretty black
face, those ample, brown lips clutching around the girth of my shaft.  I could
see her cheeks implode as she sucked me deeply.

I put my moistened fingers to my nose and sniffed the strong, heady scent of her
sex as I felt an orgasm begin to build in my loins.

Her pussy smelled... just like pussy.  Maybe a little stronger than the white
girls' I had been with, but her scent was very sexually thrilling.

"Shauna," I said breathlessly, "stop or you'll make me cum in your mouth!"

The pretty black girl, with my cock in her mouth, looked up at me and then pulled
back, grinning.  "Do it!" she said, excitedly, "I want to eat your sperm!"

Then she opened her mouth and eagerly took my cock in again, sucking and licking
and jacking me and kneading my balls for all she was worth, compelling me to lose
all control and feed her my ejaculate.

I pulled back from her, her mouth making a loud sucking sound as my cock pulled
out.

I pushed her back in the chair and then reached up the sides of her dark brown
legs, causing her white skirt to ride up, and pulled the well-worn, white, cotton
panties down her legs and off of her. I noticed that the wet crotch was stained
yellow and they were threadbare with a couple of small holes in them.  I tossed
her panties to the floor and then I spread her legs, dropped to my knees in front
of her and, as she looked at me with anticipation, I held my cock and steered it,
under the cover of her white dress, into her slimy, steaming slit.

As my cock found her opening, I pushed, feeling myself sink slowly into the
entrance of her burning hot vagina.

"Ohh, baby!" Shauna shouted, lurching her lower body up at me on the chair. "Fuck
this horny nigger!  Fill me with that white cock!" she screamed at me.

I grasped her round hips and pushed between her spread thighs, overwhelmed by the
sensations of penetration, until my cock had sunk deeply into her and I could
feel my balls against the soft cushions of her ass cheeks on the chair and the
base of my cock in her bush.  Then I pulled back and thrust forward again, my
cock thrilling inside of her inner tightness.

"Fuck me!" she shouted, panting at me with a frantic, lust- crazed look on her
pretty, ebony face.

I gripped her hips harder and began to churn my cock into her tight, feminine
depths, making her grunt, through her white teeth, with every forward thrust.

My cock couldn't take it.  She was so hot and tight and the smell of lusty sex
was so overpowering.  After only ten or so thrusts I could feel my orgasm rise
and my cock go harder in her, about to spew its massive sex load.

"I'm going to cum!" I shouted.

"In my mouth, baby!" she yelled.

As my orgasm crested, I squealed and pulled out of her and jumped up.  A stream
of milky jizm erupted from me and hit the corner of her upper lip as Shauna sat
up and pushed my glistening, spurting cock into her mouth.  I could feel her suck
as my next burst of fertile sperm erupted and shot inside of her mouth and over
her wiggling tongue.

"Mmmmm," she said as she grabbed my balls and held them as she eagerly nursed on
me.

I shot again and again as I looked down and watched Shauna suck the cum from me,
a string of my pearl-colored sperm clinging and dripping from her soft, brown
cheek.

"Mmmm," she said again as I heard and felt her swallowing while I emptied the
last of my sexual load into her hot mouth.

She didn't stop sucking, even when I was done cumming.  My cock became so
sensitive that I had to pull it back from her.

"God, that was good!" I yelled.

Shauna looked up at me and smiled.  I could see my sperm sticking to her white
teeth as her pink tongue appeared and licked it off and then she gathered the
spunk from her cheek and steered that onto her tongue as well.

"Ohh, you taste so good," she said, smacking her lips and swallowing.  "Your cum
is sweet, baby!"

I laughed and touched the cheek of her cocoa-colored face.

I was so drained that I felt like falling to the carpeted floor but Shauna
suddenly stood and said, "Now its my turn, honey," as she grasped the hem of her
white, cotton dress and pulled it up over her head and tossed it to the floor.

She stood before me totally naked now, except for the white sox and shoes. 
Shauna wasn't wearing a bra and her breasts were brown and round and firm.  Her
nipples were jet black and stood out from her dark areolas.

Looking down her lean but curvy, brown, feminine body, my attention was drawn to
the small, v-shaped, jet-black patch of coily hair at the juncture of her legs.

Shauna's hand gripped over her crotch and I could tell that she was inserting a
finger into herself as she bent and parted her thighs lewdly and said, "I want it
now!  I want that big, white cock, of yours, to satisfy me!"

Looking up, I could see she was squeezing and pulling her left nipple with the
fingers of her other hand and I could hear the wet sounds of her finger fucking
her pussy.  As I looked at her face, Shauna was staring back at me with a
pleading, yearning expression.

I thought, for a moment, about turning off the black box and telling her that I
was out of gas but the vision of that beautiful, sexy, ebony body, with its thin
waist and wide hips, had my jets still on high and my cock had not softened a
bit.

I stepped to her and grasped her curvy, nude body with one arm as I pulled her
roughly to me and kissed her full, soft, brown lips.

Shauna pulled her hand from her pussy and brought her shiny, wet finger up to my
face.  I could smell the heady, feminine aroma as I broke our kiss, took her
small hand and thrust that finger into my mouth and sucked it.

Her pussy sauce tasted sweet but it had a strange, spicy earthiness that I had
never tasted with white pussy.

"Ohh, you dirty honky!" Shauna exclaimed, smiling widely. "You white boys love to
eat your pussy, don't you?"

I nodded.

Shauna took my shoulders and pushed me to my knees in front of her so that her
black patch was at my eye level.

"Lick me," she shouted excitedly, pointing at her kinky muff. "Lick my nigger
pussy, white boy!"

I gripped her firm, round ass cheeks and pulled Shauna's dewy pussy to my face,
sticking my tongue out and licking into her slimy slit.

Her girl smell was strong in my nostrils now as my tongue probed in her slit and
collected the slick, spicy, pussy syrup from around her enlarged clitoris.

"Ohh, God!" she wailed.  "Lick it!  Lick me!  Eat my cunt, you blue-eyed devil!"

She lifted one foot onto the chair so that her black-haired groove was open for
me and I maneuvered my head between her legs so that I could find her vagina with
my tongue and lick deep into her, lapping out the sweet, flowing, sexual juices
from her hot, delicate-feeling hole.

Shauna now gripped my ears hard and I felt her body bend and the muscles of her
legs go stiff.  By the way her vaginal entrance began to pucker and clasp at my
tongue, I knew I was making her cum.

The pussy juice seemed to just flow over my face and chin and drip down her brown
thighs as Shauna pulled my ears and pressed my face between her legs and climaxed
real hard on me.

"God!" she screamed breathlessly as she wrenched my face away from her crotch and
stared down at me, wide-eyed in wonder. "That was so fucking great!  And so
nasty!  Shit!  I ain't never had my pussy eaten before!"

With that, her knees seemed to give way and Shauna fell to the floor in front of
me.

Looking at her curvy, panting body, laying on her back, I wasted no time and got
between her legs, pulling her thighs wide apart for me.

Looking down, I could see that the slick skin of her pussy slit was a dark black,
almost blue, color.  The opening of her vagina, behind the delicate, coal-colored
skin of her inner labia, was a surprising light pink.

I got down, over her prone body and steered my throbbing cock to her hot pussy
hole.

"Fuck me!" Shauna screamed.  "I'm YOUR nigger now, white boy! Do it to me!  Take
me like a fucking whore!"

Overwhelmed with lust, I roughly thrust the whole length of my cock deep into
Shauna's hot, open pussy, watching her body tense and hearing her grunt loudly as
I entered her.

I could feel our pubic bones banging together as I supported myself up over her
with my arms and started to forcefully fuck into her.

"Ahh, ahh, ahh," she grunted as my cock pushed so far into her belly, again and
again, that I could feel her cervix bumping the tip of my engorged, thrusting
cock.

Looking down, I could see how pale and white my throbbing shaft looked as it
disappeared between the black lips of her pussy, below her dark clit, on each
forward thrust.  Whenever I pulled back, I could see her wet, pink, inner skin
clinging to the base of my cock as if it didn't want it to pull out of her.

Shauna closed her eyes and began to wag her head wildly, from side to side, as
the sexual energy seemed to build within her curvy body.

Her eyes were closed and I could see the sinews in her neck strain and I looked
down at her brown, flat belly, seeing the area above her pubic patch rise with
each inner thrust of my large, invading cock.  Then her stomach muscles tightened
visibly and I felt her pussy grip my cock deep within her as her knees rose to my
sides.  It was a feeling like I had never felt with any woman before.

"Holy Jesus!" she lurched under me and screamed as she reached up and pulled me
down on top of her, clutching my upper body to her tits while, at the same time
her muscled legs wrapped around my ass and gripped my lower body so that my cock
was locked deep inside of her.

"Ahhhhh!" she screamed in my ear as she came and, even though I was gripped
motionless by her surprisingly strong body, I could actually feel the muscled
walls of her insides still fucking me, gripping and gripping my cock so hard that
I could stand the sensation no more and I began to cum in her, harder than I had
ever cum in my life, squirting my spewing sperm directly into this girl's
clutching womb as her pussy muscles forcefully milked the ejaculate right out of
me!

In the sublime rapture of my orgasm, I wrapped my arms around her soft, warm,
brown body and squeezed her tightly to me as the two of us were locked in the
embrace of an intense, orgasmic union that seemed to last a full minute.

When it was done, we relaxed our grip on each other and I just lay atop her,
panting into her ear as I listened to her pant into mine and felt my cock slowly
shrinking inside of her.

When I finally raised my head and looked at her face, she smiled back at me with
a pretty, satisfied expression.

I cradled her face in my hands and kissed her, aware that all of my sexual energy
was now gone.

I wouldn't be able to muster another hard-on for, at least, a full week!

I scampered up from her and walked to the coffee table.

It was time to turn off the black box and return Shauna to her normal, chaste,
Christian self.

"What's that?" she sat up and asked, as I picked the box up.

"Nothing," I replied, watching her sit erect with her knees up and her legs wide
apart.

I could see my white sperm, flowing out of the pink hole, in the center of the
black slit of her pussy, and dripping down her brown ass cheek to the carpet.

I was almost ashamed of myself as I turned from her and flipped the switch,
turning off the black box.  I was afraid now of how she was going to react when
the horniness suddenly left her.

There was a silence for a moment and then I looked back at her, ready to try and
ease her shock and embarrassment.

She was still curiously grinning up at me from the floor.

"How do you feel?" I asked her.

"Great," she replied, squeezing her hard, black nipple.  "Do you think you can
get that big cock, of yours, hard for me again?"