Black roommate
chapter 3
"So she is still there?" asked Mae in a stern voice.
"Yes, she s still tied up on her bed." answered Angie. She wanted to sound
proud, but the behaviour of her mother in the last half hour had made her a
little unsure.
When she had told her about the things Sandra had done to her, the tone of her
mother had been soft. Actually, she had just occasionaly mumbled something and
had only asked a few questions, mostly about the details of her ordeal. When she
came to the part where Sandra had "raped" her, her mothers voice seemed to
become unstable, and her breathing heavier. She had asked her if she was
allright, but her mother just urged her to go on. At the part where she had
turned the tables on Sandra, her tone seemed to change. Angie probably just
imagined it, but there seemed to be a slightly disappointed and somehow accusing
tone in her voice.
As she was finished with her story, Mae just said she would come over imediately
and hung up before Angie could reply.
Angie wondered what was up with her mother. She will be here in about 2 hours,
she thought, the I will find out.
She went back to Sandra, straddled the chest of the spread eagled blonde. She
slapped her cheeks until she slowly opened her redened eyes.
"Dinnertime."
*
Mae sat at the telephone and starded absentmindly out of the window. Her hand
still burried below the thick folds of her large belly, she let her thoughts
wander back 32 years ago.
She remembered when she was fifteen. She had a hard stand since she was the only
black girl in the little town they lived in. Her parents werent much of a
support for her. Her father drank away most of the small income they had, her
mother took various pills to make her life easier.
Her life in school wasnt much easier. Her grades were at best mediocre, and
sometimes she was hard on the edge of failing completely.
She had neither time for friends, since she had to do most of the housework, nor
were there any girls or boys which seemed interested in a friendship with her.
So she was happy enough when one of the older guys asked her for a date. He was
about seventeen, a mediocre looking guy, but it could have been a start into
socialising with the others. When he drove her home from the local bar, where
they had met her father in his usual state, he had asked her for a kiss. She
didnt knew if she wanted to, but she also didnt want to embarass him and spoil
the date, so she leaned over to accept his kiss with a beating heart. To her
surprise, he turned his head away from her.
"Not my mouth, stupid!" he exclaimed and pushed her with his hand on her neck
down on his lap. He held her head on his thighs, facing his slightly pudgy
belly, while he fumbled with his zipper.
"Mark, I dont want to, please..." she said, weakly pushing against him to draw
her head from his grip. He quickly had his half erect penis out, which was (like
she knew now) mediocre at best, like all of him, and pushed the head against her
lips. She tried to talk him out of it, carefully avoiding to open her mouth too
wide to allow him to push it in, but he just kept pushing and masturbating. The
top of his penis was now between her thick lips, the tip pressing against her
teeth, as he suddenly came. He held her head tight while his semen spurted
against her front teeth and oozed from in between her lips, running down the
cheek that was pressed against his thighs. As his grip finally relaxed, she
quickly drew away, opened the passenger door and ran to her house, where she
brushed her teeth and cried herself to sleep.
The next day in school was horror. Marc and his friends were grining at her,
pushing their tongues to the insides of ther cheeks. She occasionally overheard
something like "..nothing like a nigger mouth" or "slut". The other girls
looked at her with an either disgusted or cold expression.
This went on for a few days before she was finally confronted by some of the
girls of her class. They were in the locker room after their sports education at
the end of school, and it was unusually quiet as they undressed before the
shower.
She, and most other girls, were dressed down to their panties when she was
suddenly jumped by the other girls.
She soon found herself lying outstretched on her back beside the bench in the
middle of the room. Lisa, a girl who was even chubbier than Mae, was sitting on
her elbows above her head, with her pantys pushing against her hair. Her fat
short legs were laying beside Maes body, framing her face with her damp sweaty
thighs and putting most of her weight on her aching elbows. Two other girls sat
fullweight on each of her splayed legs. All she could do was to uselessly wiggle
her hands and feet.
She tried to scream, another girl quickly pulled one of her thick sports-socks
off and stuffed it in her open mouth and another girl standing beside her head
pressed the sole of her bare foot on her mouth to keep it in. Mae had
difficulties to breathe, since the side of Tashas (that was the girls name) foot
nearly covered her wide nostrils. Lisas thighs pressed a bit harder at the sides
of her head, making her completely unable to wiggle away from the possessive
foot on her lower face. Tasha gave her a mean smile from above as she stood
there with her hands on her hips in a victorious pose. As Mae roled her eyeballs
to look down over Tashas arch, she saw Betty, or better: her torso, standing
between her thighs with an angry, but satisfied expression on her face.
"So YOU little BITCH want to FUCK with OUR Boys, do you!" She said,
accompagniing each of her stressed sylables with a small but menacing kick with
her stiffened toes between Maes legs. The chubby girl sitting on her arms let
out a suppressed giggle as she felt Mae getting rigid and letting out a sharp
breath through her partly covered nose with each kick.
Mae looked up at Betty with frightened eyes. She was sure SHE had initiated
this, since she was the pack leader of the girls of her class. She knew that
she, or most of the other girls in school, would not bother to date with Marc,
but she now knew that the white girls regarded the other white boys in school as
their own turf.
Just as Betty was about to continue her little speech, they heard some kind of
argument outside the door, and after a second it opened to reveal Ms Halls,
their sports teacher, and a terrified Tony, who obviously had taken the role of
the watchout in front of the door.
"What in gods name is..." - then she took in the situation in the locker room.
Oh god, thanks, Mae thought, her ordeal was over.
All girls were holding their breath as they looked at her, except Mae, who could
make only the tiniest movements and barely audible moans around her disgusting
gag.
After about five seconds of absolute silence while Ms Halls eyes were fixed on
the still in front of her, she averted her eyes and looked through the rest of
the room, as if she hadnt found the reason of the cut-short scream she had heard
before, carefully avoiding to look at the spot where Maes ordeal was taking its
place.
"OK, it seems that everything is allright." She turned to leave, halted, and
turned her head and added: "By the way, since our exercises took a bit longer
than ususal today, you can take your time with showering... and such. Just come
over to the main building and tell me when youre finished."
With that she went away. Mae closed her eyes in despair. She knew that allmost
all her teachers didnt like her, but that Ms Halls would let the other girls...
Tears welled up in her eyes as she saw the girls relieved smiles as they looked
at each other, then down to her. If they had been just up to some quick
punishment, they seemed as if they just had made up their minds to extend Maes
pain and humiliation for some time.
Betty gave Mae a sharp kick to her panty covered crotch to get her attention
again. She looked at her as if the shock she felt when Ms Halls entered had been
her fault. After a moment of consideration, she delivered another vicious kick
in Maes panty covered folds. Mae sobbed.
"So you like to become the local blowjob queen around school, fatty, do you?"
she asked. "Maybe you would like to show us too how it feels to have your nigger
lips wrapped around white flesh. Put the sock out!" She ordered Lisa. Tasha
removed her foot from Maes face, making sure to rub her sole on her face as much
as possible in the process. Lisa smirked and removed the wet sock with pointed
fingers, leaving Maes mouth gaping open while she catched her breath. Meanwhile
Betty had take a seat on the bench beside Mae, and before she could react, had
stuffed her big toe in her mouth while she rested her other toes on her nose.
"Suck." she ordered.
Mae opened her mouth wide to avoid the contact with the toe in her mouth and
looked defiantly up at betty.
Betty just nodded to Lisa, who giggled dumbly and started to twist her dark
large nipples mercyless without any hesitation. Betty wiggled her toe in Maes
moth, scratching her soft gums with her thick toenail, and repeated her order.
Mae screamed though she knew the building was deserted. The agony that the girl
sitting on her arms, who was too dumb to know that she was on the edge of
seriously damaging her nipples with her chubby hands, caused her, finally forced
her to close her thick lips around Bettys toe. Sobbing, she started to suck on
it like a thirsty baby. The pain on her plump large cones slowly vanished after
Betty patted Lisa on her shoulder, motioning her to stop her assault.
"Look up at me!" Betty ordered, and Mae was too terrified to resist. She stared
up at her through her tears, too afraid to interupt the tonguebath she gave
Bettys toe. "I want to hear you slurping on it. Marc said you were a noisy
cocksucker, so prove it." Fresh tears of humiliation welled up as she started to
make loud slurping noises around Bettys toe, sometimes interrupted by her sobs.
"Marc said you have moaned like a whore!" Lisa giggled and pinched Maes nipples
hard. Mostly a target of the girls jokes herself, Lisa obviously enjoyed it
imensely to take part of the humiliation of another girl wth the other. Mae got
the clue and added some moaning, the kind she had heard in her bed when her
drunken father had watched some pornoflicks downstairs at night, to the
humiliating kakophony she was forced to produce. One time she gagged as a piece
of cotton fluff she had unknowingly extraced from under Bettys toenail with her
tongue had reached the back of her throat, and in her position she was forced to
swallow it.
The other girls were quietly staring down at her with a fascinated expression.
It seemed as if they were surprised that they could, and actally had, debased
her classmate so completely. They stared for about five minutes, and ocasionally
one or another girls hand mindlessly wandered down to her own panties, only to
be drawn back away quickly in embarassment when they realised what they were
doing.
At last on girl cleared her throat. "Whats it like?" she asked Betty. "Huh?"
Betty asked startled, her eyes transfixed on Maes. "Oh, what you could expect
from a black slut. Seems as if its their mouths primary function. Want to give
it a try?" "Sure!" she said. "I mean, just to see how a whore does it." She went
to the bench to take Bettys seat. "Just a moment," Betty told her as she
extracted her toe with a slurping sound from Bettys thick lips and held it half
a centimeter above Maes mouth. "Didnt you forget something, cocksucker?" She
asked.
Mae just laid there looking up at betty with a frightened expression. her body
shook lightly from her quiet sobs.
"You know, Marc told us all the details of your little date. I mean especially
after you had..." She put an disgusted tone in her voice "...swallowed his
sperm. So do it." She waited, the underside of her glistening toe still hovering
above her lips.
"I have never AHH!" Mae wailed as her nipples were pinched again by Lisa, for
which she was rewarded with a smile of Betty. Lisa smiled proudly. Mae knew the
girls subcosciously wanted her to remain quiet, so they could regard her more
like a toy than a human being.
"Do it now!" Betty said again, more menacingly. Pleadingly Mae looked up at
Betty, too afraid to ask what it was that they thought she had been doing to
Marc.
"Kiss it and say Thank you!" a girl who obviously couldnt stand the tension of
the situation blurted out.
So that were the fantasies these small-town highschoolboys had, Mae thought
resigned. Knowing that there was nothing she could do she kissed Bettys wet toe
and thanked her. "No problem!" Betty laughed and patted Maes forehead with the
ball of her foot. She got up and let the other girl take her place. Anne was a
tall girl whose flesh still had to grow to soften her bony apearance. She sat
down a little sideways on the bench and held her pointed foot above Maes face so
that her arch was facing towards Lisa.
"Open wide" she commanded. Mae reluctantly opened her mouth a little to allow
the blonde girls toe access to her oral cavity. "Wider!" She opened hewr mouth
as far as she could as she saw Lisas hands returning to her nipples.
Anne lowered her foot down and pulled the corner of her mouth sideways with the
side of her toe, creating a wide entrance to her mouth. She turned her foot a
little to the left and wiggled a little till she found the inside of Maes other
corner of her mouth and had all of her toes in.
"Lets see how *talented* frogmouth really is." exclaimed Anne and pushed
forward. The other girls gasped as they saw the whole front of Annes foot
vanishing to the ball in the wide hipped black girls distended snout. "And now
give me what you gave Betty and Marc and propably half of the town. Oh, dont
forget moaning, sweety. And use your tongue." Betty was no less surprised than
Mae by the dominant voice of the usually awkward blonde. Mae, whose lips were
tightly stretched around Annes food and who could barely avoid gagging, started
sucking again. This time she hadnt to fake the slurping sounds she involuntary
made as her tongue cleaned the dried salty sweat from the rough surface of the
balls of Annes foot.
*
Mae pulled herself back to the present. She pulled her enormous bubblebutt out
of the armrests of the chair and wrote a note to her husband, telling him that
she was on her way to visit Angie. Angie wasnt even gone for a day, but Paul
would just think Mae was overly possesive.
She packed a few things and squeezed her 220 punds behind the wheel of her car.
Paul had an athletic figure, and she was happy that Angie had inherited his firm
body. As she was on her way, the dullness of the highway let the memories of her
youth creep back in her brain.
*
Anne had lectured her for good ten minutes about why plump black girls shouldnt
try to compete with white girls. She had ordered Mae to say "Yes, Missus" after
each sentence and then to repeat it. It allways came out as utter garbage, of
course, since Anne still had half of her foot burried in Maes face, which
brought a roar of laughter every time.
When she was finally finished she stood up and pushed her foot even further in.
Mae felt Annes big toe bend and slip down into her gullet, making her unable to
breath. "I hope you now understand, girl." She said. She waited a few seconds
until their struggling victim had nearly passed out and finally removed her foot
with a popping sound as its ball went past Maes stretched lips. She held her
sole in front of Maes panting mouth and waited. Mae knew what was expected of
her and kissed her sole and thanked her.
The END???
