Jenny Makes a Call...Or So She Thinks

"So," Jenny said. "Where's the phone?"

The bartender, who was a bit of a smart aleck, as well as having a reputation as a regular cocksman, answered back, “It’s a pay phone on the wall, just drop a quarter in and speak into the receiver.

Jenny, who had never been to an adult nightclub in her life, and who could be a bit ditzy when it came to certain things, did as she was told. It was dark in the room and she could barely see anything other than a slot that looked like the money slot of a pay phone. Into the slot went a quarter, then another for good measure, and she began to speak into what she thought might be a receiver.

“Hello…uh, hello…,” she said, trying to hear a dial tone. Just at that moment a video screen came on and a movie started playing. Startled, Jenny turned to see what was on the screen and was greeted with a scene populated by a blonde in her thirties, with very (very) large breasts, much as Jenny was endowed. Her eyes were fixated on the video as porn movies were not on her normal viewing agenda. As she continued to watch not one but two extremely well-hung black men came into the scene and began to fondle the blonde woman’s breasts, finger her pussy, and generally arouse her, as was evident by her moaning.

Jenny was disgusted and turned away from the screen for a few seconds but was strangely attracted to the video. As her head turned back, she wondered at the size of the men’s cocks, as one of them turned the actress on her hands and knees and entered her from behind while the other shoved his cock roughly into her mouth. All thoughts of her stolen car and a call to the police were forgotten.

Outside, in the bar, a conversation started. The bartender, named Milo, spoke to another patron at the seedy establishment, “She’s in room number 1,” he said, “Just look.”

Both men looked up at a closed circuit TV tuned to cameras inside each of the rooms in the back. There they saw a mystified, transfixed blonde woman, conservative in dress, watch as two black men vigorously had sex with a white woman.

His companion, a younger black man named Alex, jokingly said, “Milo, it’s those brotha’s cocks that get them every time.”

“Hey,” Milo said, “What say we have a little fun with our MILF visitor. Did you check out those tits?”

“Certainly did,” said Alex, “What do you have in mind.”

“A little back room fun,” was Milo’s response.

Back in the room Jenny was getting a little nervous. The video had a certain hold on her but, damn it, her car was stolen. Just then she noticed movement from the corner of the room. There was a small hole in the wall with something hanging out. In the gloom she could barely make it out and leaned closer to see.

What she saw made her stand up straight; it was a man’s cock and it was just as big as the men’s cocks in the video. As she watched, it literally waved at her. A voice said, “Come closer, honey, just stroke it a bit and we’ll unlock the door.”