The Redhead

"Hold on Pressy," the Redhead eeked out between deep gasps of air. The room snapped to her, watching her struggle to catch her breath. Each deep intake of air caused her over-ripe curves to jiggle in the soft room light. After a couple of moments, she had contained her breathing enough to continue. Her green eyes locked onto the Amazon president and continued. Her voice was an airy whine of a pampered girl from some sun-bleached city, "We, like, had a deal last week. You promised me that if I could swallow more cock than you that, like, I would get first pick of the boys."

The Amazon considered this for a moment and rubbed her thighs together unconsciously as she remembered the fun contest she participated in the previous week. Terell, Red's boyfriend, had been particularly aggressive that night after a hard day at work and took it out on their willing throats. For almost an hour, the foot length of his rampaging bullcock plunged the depths of their faces until their jaws ached and their stomachs were filled with gooey gouts of thick cream. "Hehe, what's fair is fair. Go ahead Red," The Amazon chirped then stepped back. The chubby redhead beamed and strode around the room, drunk with the new power awarded to her. Her tits wobbled under their own weight with each step until she stood right between the three kneeling guys. Each of the doe-eyed boys stared at the confident girl, curious as to who she would pick.

The Redhead pointed to each of them, counting off like a preschooler, "Eenie, Meenie, Miney, Mo!" Her finger landed on Andy. She beckoned with his finger for him to follow her upstairs.

"Aww, come on Red," the Amazon pouted. "Don't take the hot one."

"Too bad," the pale red-headed said as she stuck her tongue out at the President like a child. She interlocked her arms with Andy's vascular arm like they were lovers and beamed up at his much taller form. "This beefcake is going to be the perfect side to my meal." The girls all whistled as she led him up the stairs to her room. Andy got a glance at the red-faced Bryon as she led him out of the room.

The Redhead's room was arranged with garish bright colors contrasted with the smooth polished wood of the furniture. The floor was covered in a carpet which appeared as a tan woman running her tongue over a black spade suggestively. The walls were plastered with posters of pop culture stars and trophies from concerts. Next to a family picture of the Johnson family posing around Jack Johnson's pillar of flesh, was a ticket for the New Black Panther campaign rally.

Laying down on her plain yellow mattress was her boyfriend Terell, naked a the day he was born. He was 6 feet tall and heavy-set with a very sizable belly. His tawny skin wrapped around his barrel-chest and his arms were corded with biceps the size of watermelons. He was an intimidating guy of both size and temperament, Bitchy steered clear when he might be around. Dangling between his legs like a resting mamba were several inches of bloated black cock, drying after it's most recent tongue bath.

Terell looked up at the pair as they stepped into the room. He raised an eyebrow at their interlocked hands. His eyes belayed something imperceptible before his features softened as he dismissed the thought. He raised his massive body off the bed and casually closed the distance between the trio. "When you said spicing it up. I assumed you meant Pressy again," he gave a good-natured laugh and slapped her hard on the ass, causing her to yelp and smile. "Greedy Bitch."

She giggled over the and draped over his boyfriend's massive chest, squashing her melon-sized tits against his wide chest. The contrast between her lily-white femininity and his dark masculinity was intoxicating. "What can I say. A girl has needs." She messily made out with her boyfriend, as he wrapped his large arms around her, palming her fat ass with his dinner plate sized hands.

Without breaking the kiss or even looking back at him, Red reached behind to grab Andy's shirt and pull him towards her, sandwiching the fleshy girl between the two slabs of beef. She wiggled in between the brawny guys, feeling the massive slabs of manmeat expand on either side.