Bodie meets Candy

As Meat went out to bring the luggage from Candy's car, Candy stood in the lobby looking out the window, anxious about his return. Bodie's eyes never left Candy as he processed the payment, his fingers moving slowly over the keyboard. "Yo, babe, come 'round the table", he called out, his voice low and suggestive. "You need to sign somethin'." Candy hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest, but she moved closer, her legs trembling. As she reached the counter, Bodie slid the credit card toward her, his hand brushing against hers. "This your card, right?" he asked, his tone dripping with insinuation. "But it's got some Andrew's name on it." Candy's breath caught as she heard him utter Andy's name.

Bodie's smirk widened as he leaned in closer, softly grabbed Candy's wrist, his voice taking on a menacing tone, as he kept saying, "So, you stole this Andrew guy's card, huh? Think you can just run around town, swiping someone else's credit? I'mma call the cops on your thieving ass, bitch." Candy's heart raced, her breath catching in her throat as she shook her head vehemently. "No, no, it's not like that! Andy is my husband. The card is in his name, but it's a joint account. I have every right to use it," she stammered, her voice trembling. Bodie's chuckle was low and sinister, his eyes glinting with amusement as he said, "Oh, so you're double-timing with my man Meat here? You slut!".

Candy's breath hitched & she bit her lip nervously as Bodie's words cut through the air, his tone dripping with a mix of amusement and malice. "So, you got a rich husband and you still ended up in this hotel with Meat? Sounds like you caught the black cock fever, dintcha, babe?", he sneered, his eyes glinting with a knowing light. Candy felt a wave of nausea wash over her, her mind racing for an escape, but her body seemed rooted to the spot. Bodie's grip on her hand tightened, his fingers wrapping around her wrist like a vice. "Now come behind the counter, babe," he whispered, which sounded more like an order now.

Candy's legs moved mechanically, her mind detached from her body as she stepped behind the counter. Candy's breath caught sharply as she stood frozen in front of Bodie, her eyes widening in horror. Bodie, was sitting casually on a stool, wearing only a pair of shorts, which he nonchalantly dropped, revealing his large black penis, which seemed to look almost as large as Meat's, but a bit less thicker. "Ain't just Meat that's blessed in the pecker department baby," he sneered, pulling on Candy's hand and placing it onto his cock, as he continued, "Us nigga brothas all have big ones like this."

Candy gasped, her mind racing as she tried to process the nightmare unfolding before her. Bodie's grip tightened around her wrist, his sinister smile growing wider as he reveled in her fear. Bodie's hands moved greedily over Candy's body, his fingers digging into her flesh as he squeezed her breasts. "And it's not just the brothas that got something big," he sneered, his breath hot against her face. "I see you got some big stuff too here, babe." Candy's eyes widened with terror as she tried to pull away, but Bodie's grip was unrelenting. She was afraid of Meat finding out that she was having this intimate bit of action with another man. He might consider this cheating & get angry on her. Despite it was Meat in the first place who led her into cheating her husband, now it seemed to her horny brain that Meat was the primary husband. "Oh, sweet," he murmured, his voice dripping with sadistic pleasure, breaking Candy's thought of chain, "These are so soft and squishy, just like pillows." He jiggled her breasts roughly in his hands, his laughter low and menacing. "No wonder Meat don't wanna share ya with us brothas. You're something special, girl." "Uhh, thanks I guess", Candy said confused.

Candy's voice trembled, her eyes darting towards the door, not praying for Meat's fast return. "Please, just let me go. Meat could come back any second," she pleaded, her breath hitching as she realized her hand was now absentmindedly stroking Bodie's erect cock. She hadn't even noticed when he'd released her wrist, her mind foggy with fear and confusion. Bodie's grin widened, his teeth gleaming with sadistic pleasure. "Yeah, can't let the nigga that you're cheating on your white hubby with know that you're giving another nigga a release, huh?" he sneered, his voice low and mocking.

Bodie's voice dropped to a growl, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light as he leaned in closer to Candy and said pointing to his cock, "Give little Bodie here a litte kiss, babe and show me your goodies, and I'll let you go," he sneered. Candy's mind raced, her heart pounding in her chest as she hesitated for a moment before nodding, her body betraying her fear. She slowly bent down, her trembling lips meeting the head of Bodie's throbbing black cock. It was lighter in color than Meat's, and a bit less in girth, but the length seemed to her almost as much Meat's. The sight of it still made her stomach churn with lust.

Candy closed her eyes, trying to block out the reality of what she was doing, but the wetness of her kiss and the flick of her tongue made it all too real. Bodie let out a low, guttural moan, his hands instinctively reaching for her head, his fingers tangling in her blonde hair. He wanted to push her down, to feel his cock slide deep into her throat, but he restrained himself, savoring the moment. "Damn, babe," he muttered, his voice thick with pleasure. "You got some skills", Bodie's grin widened. "Now, show me those goodies, baby," he sneered & tugged her top. Candy hesitated, her heart racing with fear, but the pressure of Bodie's threats was overwhelming. She slowly pulled her top over her large pale breasts, revealing the large, round mounds that Bodie had been craving. Her saucer-sized pink areolas caught the light of the room, and Bodie's approval was immediate. "Hot damn," he muttered, his breath throaty as he reached out to pinch both of her nipples. The sharp pain made Candy gasp, but she remained still, her eyes wide with fear.

Bodie's hands grasped Candy's breasts firmly, his palms digging into her nipples as he jiggled them back and forth, the flesh rippling with each violent shake. Then he brought his palms down, delivering slow, deliberate smacks to each breast, the sound echoing through the tense silence of the room. "Now, show me that cheating cunt of yours," he growled, his voice dripping with malice. Candy's hands trembled as she pulled her skirt down, her fingers fumbling with the zipper before she finally exposed her nether regions. She hadn't worn the thong after her last fuck session with Meat, so her pubes were all mated with his cum, as were her thighs. Bodie's eyes lit up with sadistic pleasure as he took in the sight, his gaze lingering on her **** state.

Bodie's voice dripped with sadistic amusement as he gazed at Candy's exposed form. "Looks like Meat had his honeymoon even before coming to the honeymoon lodge," he chuckled, his tone grating against her already frayed nerves. He gestured for her to turn around, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. Candy hesitated, her cheeks burning with shame, but the weight of his command was inescapable. She slowly turned, her hands trembling as she steadied herself against the counter. The cool air of the room brushed against her skin, heightening her awareness of her vulnerability. Without asking, she bent down at her waist & presented Bodie with the unobstructed view of her plump white ass.

As Candy stood there bent, exposed and ****, she couldn't help but feel a wave of embarrassment wash over her. Her ass was still leaking the remnants of Meat's passion, and the sticky wetness trailed down her thighs, a humiliating reminder of her recent encounter. She couldn't see Bodie's reaction, but the low grunt that escaped his lips and the sharp slap he laid on her left ass cheek told her all she needed to know. His approval was evident, and despite the shame that burned within her, she found herself smiling inwardly at the twisted validation. Bodie's hand lingered on her flesh, his fingers digging into the soft curves as if claiming ownership.

Bodie's smirk twisted into a sly grin as he said, "Ok babe, enough. Stand up staright now". He watched Candy straighten up & look at him, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and lingering fear. "There will be time for more later," he thought to himself, clearly savoring the power he held over her. He leaned back casually on the stool, his erection still prominent, and nodded towards the door. "Go on, get back out there before Meat comes looking. But remember, this ain't over, babe. Not by a long shot." His voice was low and menacing, leaving no doubt that he would make good on his implied intent.

As Candy fixed her dress back, her hands trembled slightly, the fabric brushing against her skin like a harsh whisper. Bodie, still smirking, tossed her the room keys with a casual flick of his wrist. "Here you go, sweetheart," he said, his voice laced with mockery. "I know Meat's gonna keep you busy all night, pounding that sweet ass of yours again. But if that fucker somehow manages to pass out, leaving you all alone and high, you know who to come to." He paused, his grin widening as he waved his erect cock in front of her, the motion slow and deliberate.

Bodie's smirk widened, clearly enjoying the control he had over Candy. "Just come searching for good Bodie here and I'll show you what this mutha can do," he said, his voice dripping with confidence. Candy nodded, her hands trembling as she smoothed out her dress, trying to regain some semblance of composure. She stepped out from behind the counter, her eyes darting towards the door just as Meat walked in, loaded with luggage.