Ariana Richards was sitting at home, enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet, the first she’d had in months when her phone starts ringing. She can tell by the ring tone that’s it’s her old ‘acquaintance’ porn producer Willie Johnson. It’s been awhile since she had done any porn shoots for him and wondered why he was calling. “Hi Willie,” she says as she picks up the phone. “Ariana, sweetie, how have you been?” Willie asks. “I’ve been doing alright. What can I do for you Willie?” Ariana asks, wanting to get right to the point. “Bad news I’m afraid. Your sales numbers are down. Sure you and the hubby made some great films recently, but the audience wants something new. Bondage and spanking is out, especially if the actors are wearing masks like the two of you do. They want to see the faces that go along with the smoking hot bodies,” Willie says, Ariana picturing the stupid grin on his face. “So what do suggest?” Ariana asks. “The big rage right now in porn is celebrity sex tapes. You can find porn everywhere and anywhere, but seeing your favorite celebrities getting screwed silly is where the money’s at. And most of the ‘leaked’ tapes are distributing right from the celebrity themselves, desperate to get their crappy careers a second chance,” Willie explains.
“And what does any of this have to do with me Willie?” Ariana asks, irritation in her voice. “I was just getting to that. You know that most of the celebrities who have sex tapes had nothing going for them in the first place, no skills, and no talents other than being able to take their clothes off and be mediocre in the bedroom . Just look at what sex tapes did for celebrities like Paris Hilton, Pamela Anderson and Kim Kardashian,” Willie laughs. She knows he’s right and it makes her furious. Ariana’s worked her whole life to get everything she has. She busted her butt to have a successful acting career; she went to school for years to hone her art skills. It didn’t seem fair that these reality star idiots like Paris Hilton and especially Kim Kardashian could turn their sex tapes into what passed as a career these days… “Still not sure what this has to do with me?” she asks Willie again. “Ok, hear me out now. What if you were to make a sex tape and the studio released it on your behalf?” Willie asks. Ariana is stunned speechless. Sure, her and her husband made a few bondage movies for Willie, but like he pointed out, they both were wearing masks to protect their identities. If she made a sex tape the whole world would know it’s really her.
“I don’t know Willie. I could be putting my acting and painting careers on the line if I did this,” she says nervously. “And I don’t know if my husband would go for it either,” she adds quickly. “Ariana, baby, I hear what you’re saying but you’re not like those other bimbos. You have talent, skills, and class. A sex tape would only increase your fame and give you more exposure,” Willie says. “I still don’t know. I’d have to ask my husband first,” Ariana replies. “Oh you wouldn’t be sleeping with him in the video,” Willie says. “What?! Then who would I make a sex tape with?” Ariana asks. “I was thinking we try to one-up Kim Kardashian. I’m pretty good friends with Ray J, the rapper she made her sex tape with. Turns out he’s a big fan of yours, too. He’d be the one you’d film with,” Willie explains. Ariana hates to admit it, but Willie’s idea doesn’t sound that bad. Her acting career had been in a slump lately, and her art career wasn’t making her as much money as it used to. “Well let me talk to my husband first and see what he says,” Ariana says. She turns, surprised to see her husband standing in the doorway, grinning at her. “Do it,” he says. “I think it’s hot,” he laughs. She rolls her eyes, laughing as she goes back to the phone. “Ok Willie, I’m in,” she says. “Great! I’ll let Ray J know and he’ll be in touch.
A week later and the big day was finally here. Her husband was going to be the ‘camera man’ and film the whole thing. Ray J was going to be here any minute. Ariana paced around the house in her thigh high, red silk robe, full of nervousness and excitement. The ‘story’ was going to be that Ariana and Ray J had met at a Hollywood party a few months ago and she invited him over for drinks. Things would get out of hand and the two would end up hooking up, her husband filming the whole thing. She’d gone all out, putting on a ton of make-up. Ariana decided on wearing a thin, lacy black bra and matching panties. She makes a beeline for the front door, opening it wide. “Hi Ray J. How’s it…” Ariana begins. She’s speechless at what she sees. Ray J is there, but so is Kanye West, Kim Kardashian’s ex-husband. “What’s up girl? I know you’re probably freaking out right now so let me explain,” Ray J says. “Willie decided at the last night that the only thing better than having one of Kim’s exes in the movie would be having the both of us in the movie,” Ray J explains, giving her a sly grin. “Of course he did,” Ariana replies sighing. “What’s the matter girl? Don’t tell me your getting cold feet,” Kanye laughs, stroking her cheek. As irritated as she is with Willie deep down Ariana knows this is a great idea. She is still a little nervous though. Sure she had a gangbang months ago with almost half a dozen well hung black guys but this is totally different. These aren’t some random guys. She’s talking about two successful rappers, two of the most famous and successful.
“Of course I’m not backing out. This is a huge opportunity for all of us,” she replies. “That’s what I’m talking about,” Kanye says. “Me and Ray J are about to give you a night you won’t soon forget,” he laughs, high-fiving Ray J. “I know that’s right,” Ray J laughs in agreement. They follow her into the house, Ariana taking them right to the master bedroom. As they walk in they find her husband adjusting a few cameras set up along the walls of their bedroom. She introduces the men to her husband. “The only thing better than a white girl who enjoys black dick is a husband who lets his wife enjoy the finer things in life,” Ray J says, shaking his hand. “The cameras I set up should get all the shots we’ll need. I’ll be downstairs if you need me,” he says as he walks out the door, winking at Ariana. “Don’t worry, we won’t,” Kanye laughs, smacking Ariana on the ass. “Enough wasting time. I want to see what we’re working with tonight,” Ray J says, rubbing his hands together as he stares at her hungrily.
As nervous as she is Ariana plans on doing everything she can to impress the men. Directing them to sit on the edge of the bed Ariana does a little dance for the men, wiggling her hips as she slowly unties the belt on her robe. Letting the robe fall to the floor she struts in front of the guys like a model on a runway, stopping to stick her ass towards them. They take turns slapping her ass, Ariana giggling as they do. “By the end of the night you’ll forget all about Kim Kardashian,” Ariana purrs at them, running her hands over her breasts, squeezing them gently. “I bet Kim never fucked two guys at the same time,” she says, her eyes full of lust. “Kim only cared about Kim,” Kanye says. “But what will Ariana do for us?” Ray J asks. “Anything you want.” Ariana growls, kneeling in front of them. She begins rubbing at their groins, letting out a little moan as she feels the bulges in their pants. The guys waste no time pulling their pants and t-shirts off as the blonde continues rubbing them through their boxer shorts. “I feel like you two are teasing me,” Ariana pouts. “Let’s give the lady what she wants,” Kanye laughs as the men remove their shorts, now completely naked. She gulps hard at the sight of the two big black dicks in front of her. Even though they’re not hard yet they’re still two of the biggest dicks she’s ever seen.
Excitement gets the better of her and she strikes, starting with Kanye, then switching to Ray J, sucking one of them while giving the other a hand job. Guah! Guah! Guah! The sound of her gagging on their dicks as she deep throats them clearly turns all three of them on, the men both getting rock hard as Ariana slobbers all over their cocks. The men moan as she speeds up, their noises turning her on even more. She stops for a second, grinning at them. “I bet Kim never sucked your dicks like that,” Ariana says, proudly. “No she definitely did not,” Kanye groans. “White girl’s dick sucking game is on point. I think we should spice things up a little bit,” Ray J says, Kanye nodding in agreement. Ray J stands, helping Ariana to her feet. “How about you keep sucking my man Kanye off while I pound that pussy from behind?” Ray J asks. Ariana nods eagerly. “Bend over baby,” Ray J instructs her, smacking her ass lightly as she complies. Grabbing her by the hips Ray J begins thrusting into hips hard. Ariana moans, Kanye’s dick hitting the back of her throat with every thrust from Ray J. Kanye puts his hands on the back of her head, face fucking her as Ray J continues going to town on her pussy. “White girl pussy is the best! Always so tight and wet!” Ray J grunts as he picks up speed. Ariana can’t believe how wet the men have gotten her, only a few minutes into the evening.
Kanye lets go of her head, motioning to Ray J to stop. “Let’s change things up a little bit. Give the lady a chance to recover,” he says, tapping on the mattress next to him. Ariana lies down on her back, Ray J positioning himself so that he can lower his dick into her mouth. She begins to suck him hard, trying not to laugh as his balls keep rubbing against her nose. Ariana tries not to startle as she feels the tip of Kanye’s dick press against her asshole. “Kim never offered up that big ass of hers no matter how many times I asked. But I bet you’re different, aren’t you princess?” Kanye asks, grinning. She shakes her head in agreement, no easy feat with Ray J’s cock pumping in and out of her mouth. Kanye doesn’t hesitate, pushing into her ass with full force. She lets out a moan, a mix of pain and pleasure. To Ariana’s surprise Kanye went balls deep right away instead of teasing her. He feels so good in her ass though so she won’t complain. “The only thing better than tight, white pussy is tight white girl ass,” Kanye grunts as he fucks her without mercy.
The men have their way with her for a few minutes before Ray J stops , pulling himself out of Ariana’s mouth, trails of spit falling all over her face. Grinning at Kanye he asks, “Why are we the ones doing all the work? We’re guests in this bitch’s house,” Ray J says, getting a giggle from Ariana. Lying down on the bed Ray J slaps his hands on his thighs. “Get over her and turn around ho,” Ray J commands her. Ariana does as she’s told, lowering her asshole onto Ray J’s waiting dick as he holds her ass cheeks apart. She bounces up and down on his dick, Ariana feeling him stretching every last inch of her asshole. Ray J rubs her clit as she fucks him, the feeling is so good that she finds it hard to concentrate. Kanye approaches, his eyes fixated on her unoccupied pussy. “You know what’s better than one big black dick?” Kanye asks her. “Having two big black dicks fucking both my tight little holes,” Ariana groans. “That’s absolutely right,” Kanye replies as he moves into position. She watches him enter her aching pussy, his dick disappearing inside her as the long forgotten feeling of being double penetrated by two big blacks dicks is the only thing currently on her mind. The rappers pump her holes in unison, both thrusting in and out at the same time. She loves the feel of their powerful hands all over her body, Ray J’s hands on her hips as Kanye plays with her tits. The world around her fades away as she lets herself enjoy the feeling of their cocks inside her.
Another few minutes pass and the men get tired of their current position. They pull out of her, Kanye taking Ray J’s place in the center of the bed. “Fuck me better than Kim ever could,” Kanye orders her. Ariana climbs onto of him, swinging a leg over him as she guides his cock to her waiting pussy. Ariana is like a woman possessed, bouncing up and down on his cock, screaming in pleasure as Kanye groans beneath her. “I bet that little white pussy feels fucking great, doesn’t it? Unlike that whore Kim I know how to treat a black dick right!” Ariana exclaims. ”Fuck yeah you do,” Kanye grunts in agreement. Ray J lets the two of them go for a few minutes before he puts a hand on Ariana’s shoulder. Pushing her gently towards Kanye he positions him behind Ariana before entering her ass hole. This time the two men decide to alternate their thrusts as they pound the hell out of her aching holes. Being sandwiched between the two muscular rappers is too much for Ariana to handle. “Oh fuck! I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum with two big black dicks inside me,” she cries. The blonde lets out a blood curdling shriek as she cums, her body shaking violently as she orgasms between them. Ray J pulls out, followed by Kanye, the men letting Ariana lay on the bed as she rides out the rest of her climax.
The waves of pleasure finally subsiding Ariana smiles weakly at them. “So what’s next?” she asks, her voice betraying how utterly exhausted she is. Ray J spins her around so her head is hanging off the foot of the bed. The two men stand above her, furiously stroking their cocks. “You did such a great job that we decided to give you a special reward,” Kanye says. Ray J nods in agreement. “I think we turned her into a black cock whore tonight,” Ray J laughs. “You think you’re the first black dicks I ever had?” Ariana asks, grinning up at them. “What’s this reward you’re talking about?” she asks. “Open wide baby,” Kanye says. Ariana opens her mouth as wide as she can manage, watching as the men stroke themselves even hard. With a couple of louds grunts they finally cum, Kanye first, then Ray J. Their aim impresses her, both their loads hitting her tongue, mixing together as she swallows every last drop of their cum. “Black cum tastes sooo much better than white guys’ cum,” she purrs at them. “We’ll take your word for that,” Ray J laughs.
They get dressed, exchanging contact info as the men go to leave. As the men pull away, Ariana’s husband approaches her from behind. “I just started watching the tapes. That was so hot baby. You’re going to make so much money, not to mention the fame you’re going to get from this sex tape,” he exclaims. Ariana smiles, glad that she decided to take Willie’s advice and make a sex tape after all. As she reflects on the day’s events she knows deep down that this won’t be the last time she makes a sex tape…
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