Starring: Alison Brie
“...and I’ve managed to negotiate you a pay rise for the next series of GLOW
,” declared James Brewer, his client Alison Brie sat across from him in his fancy Hollywood office. “They’ll send your revised contract through shortly for you to sign.”
“Great,” Alison replied. “So...any new projects I should know about?”
Brewer took a swig of his coffee, the bigshot showbiz agent interlocking his hands before responding. “Well, yes, there was one actually. Alison, are you familiar with the charitable service Giving Black?”
Alison raised her neatly plucked eyebrows, looking quizzically at her agent from across his varnished oak desk. “Come on, James,” she said. “Do I look like I’ve been living under a rock to you?”
Brewer chuckled. “Fair enough,” he replied. “Well, they’ve been in touch, asking if any of my clients would be interested in working with them,” the agent explained.
“And you immediately thought of me?” asked Alison, unsure whether to be flattered or offended.
Her agent grinned. “Frankly, yes,” he said. “Look, Alison, I know GLOW is doing very well on Netflix but, let’s face it, you’re not getting any younger. You’ve been around a while now and have yet to land a starring role in a movie.”
Alison opened her mouth to protest but Brewer cut her off.
“I know, I know, you’ve done a few crappy indies,” he went on, “but nothing that’s bothered the box office. Some highly publicized work for a charity would really boost your profile. Trust me, you do this and I’ll have every studio in Hollywood enquiring about your availability. You’ll have your pick of every summer blockbuster and winter Oscar-botherer for years to come.”
“You think so?” Alison asked, the dark-haired actress still somewhat unconvinced by her agent’s assertions.
“I know so,” Brewer replied. “Look at Anna Kendrick and Hayley Atwell,” he declared. “Their careers have really been on the up and up since they shot their scenes. There’s nothing production houses like more than a spot of philanthropy.”
“OK,” said Alison, sitting back in her leather chair.
“You’re in?” asked Brewer.
“Great!” Brewer explained. “It shoots on Thursday. I’ll text you where and when. Now, there’s something they wanted me to ask you,” he went on. “Something rather...delicate.”
“Have you ever had anal sex?” Brewer enquired.
“Yeah, a few times,” Alison replied.
Brewer was taken aback by this revelation. He’d known Alison for some time now. She really didn’t seem the type. “Really?” he asked.
“Yeah. It’s something Dave and I do on special occasions. You know; anniversaries, his birthday, that kind of thing.”
“I see,” Brewer grinned. “Well they wanted someone with experience in that department, so I guess that’s that box ticked.”
“I guess so.”
“Right, well I’ll let them know you’re on board,” Brewer declared. “I’m sure they’ll be every excited. But since you’ve mentioned Dave, are you sure he won’t mind you being…” he chose his words carefully, “intimate with another man?”
“Oh, I’m sure he’ll understand,” Alison replied. “I mean, it’s for charity, right? And I know he wants what’s best for my career.”
“OK,” said Brewer. “I should warn you, though, of the recent rash of jungle fever hitting the stars at CelebsGoBlack.”
“Jungle what?” asked Alison.
“Well, Ricky Hornball, the director working with Giving Black has informed the charity of solicitations he’s received from its ambassadors since shooting their scenes with him,” Brewer explained.
“What kind of solicitations?”
“Well, Hornball claims that the three women he’s worked with so far have been in touch him regularly,” Brewer declared, “attempting to procure partners for a little unsolicited overtime, if you get what I’m saying.”
“I’m afraid I don’t,” Alison replied.
“Well, according to Hornball himself,” Brewer explained, “it appears that these women ‘went black, and didn’t go back’.”
“So, yeah…,” said Brewer, “they told me to warn you.”
“Well you don’t have to worry about that with me, James,” Alison declared. “As you know, I’m a happily married woman. I can assure you; I’m going black, but I’ll be going straight back.”
The fourth scene for CelebsGoBlack.com faded in from black on the pretty, heavily made up face of Alison Brie as she sat on a sun lounger in the professionally landscaped yard of a suburban Los Angeles home. Her lips were coated a deep shade of red, while dabs of rouge gave her cheeks a healthy, rosy glow. Dark mascara and silver shadow brought out the bright sky blues of her eyes. Her glossy chestnut hair hung gracefully about her shoulder blades, while large hooped earrings dangled audaciously from her lobes.
“Alison Brie,” said Ricky Hornball from behind his HD video camera.
“Ricky Hornball,” she replied, grinning mischievously into the lens.
“Great to have you here,” said Hornball.
“It’s great to be here. Thank you for inviting me.”
“You’re very welcome,” Hornball replied. “Maybe you could tell the ladies and gentlemen watching at home exactly what it is you’re doing for us today.”
“I’m going to be having sex with a black man today,” Alison declared.
“And what kind of sex will you be having with this black man, Miss Alison Brie?” Hornball enquired.
“I’m going to be having anal sex.”
“Anal sex,” Hornball repeated. “And just explain, if you will, for those that don’t know, what is meant by ‘anal sex’?”
“Anal sex is doing it in the butt,” Alison replied, matter of factly.
“Doing it in the butt. So taking a large black penis up into your assole?”
“That’s right,” Alison grinned.
“Have you done that before?” Hornball asked.
“I’ve had a penis in my butt,” Alison declared, “but not a black one.”
“And do you enjoy taking dicks up your ass?”
“I do,” said Alison. “It hurts a little at first but it’s a really enjoyable experience.”
“OK,” Hornball replied. “Well since you’re going to be taking a large African phallus inside it, I think it’s only right we see this ass in all its glory.”
Alison giggled. “Mmhmm. I think you’re right.”
Hornball panned out as Alison rose to her feet; the director framing the dark-haired actress in a long shot, showing off the sexy outfit he’d picked out for her prior to the shoot. He’d chosen a short, slinky black dress; the garment so tight fitting that it clung to the brunette’s slender, toned body like a second skin, her perky C-cup cleavage bulging majestically from her low cut bodice. It cut off just below her crotch; showcasing her long, freshly waxed legs as they extended all the way down to a pair of shiny matching stilettos.
“Turn around for us,” Hornball instructed. “Let’s see that beautiful ass.”
Alison did as directed, turning on her high heels and thrusting out her shapely round apple bottom in the direction of the camera lens. She ran her hands teasingly across the cheeks as Hornball moved in for a close up, peering back over her fitness model shoulder and flashing a cheeky wink at the camera as he returned to the previous angle.
“That’s one heck of an ass you’ve got there,” Hornball declared. “You know that, right?”
“Mmhmm,” Alison grinned naughtily, slapping her tight, firm ass as she did so.
“I’m gonna enjoy watching a big black cock slide in and out of that thing, I can tell ya.”
Alison laughed. “I hope so.”
“Pull that dress up,” Hornball directed. “I wanna see that ass in the flesh.”
Alison reached down, gripping the bottom of the skimpy black dress with her dainty, manicured hands; sticking out her ass like a seasoned stripper as she tugged up the high-cut hem. She pulled the dress up to her waist; showing off her ass in all its pert, creamy white glory unrestricted by the burden of underwear, the bejewelled stem of some kind of sex toy protruding from her tight pink hole.
“Hmm,” Hornball murmured. “Look like you’ve got something in there already.”
“Uh huh,” Alison replied.
“Why don’t you pull that thing out and show us what it is.”
Hornball moved in for a close up as Alison reached down; the expertly filed tips of her fingers gripping the dazzling stem and pulling the toy slowly from her ass. The director watched on the viewfinder of his expensive camera as Alison’s snug, raspberry pink anus spread around the girth of a small silver buttplug as it slid steadily from her ass. Alison pulled the toy free, her asshole closing back up to its previous aperture in a matter of moments; a hole so tight it looked as though the eye of a needle would have trouble passing through.
“How’d that thing get in your ass, huh Alison?” Hornball asked, pointing the camera up at her face.
“I don’t know,” the actress replied, putting a lengthy nailed finger to her lips in a thoroughly unconvincing display of butter-wouldn’t-melt innocence.
“Pop that thing in your mouth and let us know how it tastes.”
Alison did as instructed; feeding the buttplug into her mouth and puckering her pouty red lips around its girth as she sucked it clean.
“Mmm, yummy!” she said, grinning devilishly at the camera.
“Why don’t you put that thing back in while we go for a little walk,” Hornball suggested, panning back out for a long shot as Alison returned the small silver toy to her ass.
Alison began across the lengthy garden path; the heels of her spindly black stilettos click clacking against the neatly laid paving slabs as she went. Hornball followed behind, the lens of his camera trained on her ass; the peachy round cheeks rising and falling rhythmically as she walked.
“Go on inside,” Hornball directed. “Let’s see if we can find something a little bigger for this ass.”
Alison pulled back the French door and Hornball followed her inside; keeping the camera pointed at her butt as she strolled through the lounge. She stopped at a plush leather couch; a long glass dildo laid out on one of the cushions.
“Hmm,” she murmured, clasping the lengthy clear fucktoy in her hands, “what’s this?”
“Is that for your ass too, Alison?” Hornball asked.
“I think it is,” she replied, wrapping her lips around the head of the dildo and sucking lewdly at the glass tip.
“Let’s see how much of that you can get in your mouth,” Hornball suggested. “That thing’s gonna need lubing up if it’s going in your ass.”
Alison fed the lenghty fuckrod between her pouty red lips; all nine of its clear glass inches disappearing into her mouth until only the rounded tip remained. Then, she retrieved it from her mouth; the big glass dong slathered in her spittle as she pulled it free.
“Kneel on this couch here,” Hornball instructed. “Those guys beating off at home are gonna want a good view of your ass while you’re putting things inside it.”
Alison did as directed; adopting the face down, ass up position, looking back into the camera lens as she pulled the silver buttplug from her rear. She placed the rounded tip of the long glass dildo against her puckered asshole; the dark-haired starlet letting out a little satisfied whine as as she pushed it forward, splitting her brown eye open.
“That thing feel good in your ass, Alison?” asked Hornball, moving in for a close up of her face as she fed the clear glass fucktoy into her anus.
“Mmhmm,” she groaned, the director returning to her ass as she slid the long prosthetic cock deeper inside.
“It’s going deep, huh?” Hornball observed, watching on as Alison guided the dildo back and forth; an additional inch of its long glass span probing her butthole with each pass.
“Uh huh,” the actress cooed.
Hornball moved in for another close up of her face; her pretty features lit up like the Eiffel Tower as she fucked herself with the big glass prick. “You gonna be able to take that big black cock so deep in your ass, Alison?”
“I hope so,” she replied.
“I hope so too,” Hornball echoed, getting another shot of her ass as the long clear fuckrod probed her tight pink hole.
Alison pulled the dildo from her ass, Hornball following her closely with his camera as she brought it up and fed it between her lips. She plunged the toy deep into her mouth, sucking it clean before pulling it free once more.
“How’s that thing taste?” asked Hornball.
Alison smacked her lips, grinning into the camera lens as she savoured the taste of her butt. “Like candy,” she replied.
“We got anything else for your ass here, Alison?” Hornball enquired.
Alison moved to the far end of the couch, where a black buttplug considerably larger and girthier than the first stood upright on the leather cushion.
“Hmm,” Hornball murmured. “That thing gonna fit in your ass too, Alison?”
“I guess we’ll have to find out,” Alison grinned, taking the thick dark fucktoy and feeding it into her mouth.
She wrapped her pouty red lips around the base before pulling it free; a thick coat of saliva glazing the jet black surface. Alison assumed the position once more; kneeling on the comfy black couch with her ass in the air, Hornball moving in for a close up as she fed the tip of the oversized buttplug into her tight pink rear. She pushed the sex toy further inside; her snug little asshole stretching like elastic around its considerable girth.
“That thing’s really opening you up, huh?” asked Hornball, moving back to get Alison’s face in shot as she looked back over her shoulder.
“Mmhmm,” Alison groaned as she continued to feed the coal black marital aid into her rectum.
Her asshole continued to stretch open as she pushed the fat dark fucktoy inside; her elastic anus spreading wide like a viper’s mouth as it swallowed up the girthiest part of the thick round buttplug, her greedy ass sucking up the last few inches like unsuspecting prey.
“Fuck!” Hornball explained. “Your ass sucked that thing right up, huh?”
“Uh huh,” Alison moaned; the randy brunette gripping the buttplug at the base and guiding it back and forth inside her ass, her stretchy pink anus spreading repeatedly around its girth as she fucked herself with the oversized toy.
“OK, I think we’re ready for the main event here,” Hornball declared. “What do you say?”
“Mmhmm,” Alison grinned. “Bring on the dick!”
A quick cut later and Alison Brie, nude save for her black stilettos, was sat on the edge of the couch. Her co-star, a muscled young man named Dion, entered from off screen; he too naked except for his shoes, a pair of white Nike high tops- his thick 10 inch cock pointing right at her face as he stood before the yearning actress. Hornball moved in for a close up as Alison took hold of the dick; her dainty little hands barely able to cradle its unfathomable girth.
“What do you think of that dick, Alison?” Hornball asked.
“It’s freakin’ huge!” she exclaimed, her blue eyes bulging as they took in the size of the schlong.
It was indeed enormous; nearly a foot in length, with girth that would turn even the most hung of exotic dancers green with rage. Veins like drinking straws protruded from the shaft, while a globule of sticky, clear precum pooled in the open tip and a giant set of swollen black balls hung thick and weighty at the base.
“You’re gonna have some fun with that dick, huh?” said Hornball.
“Mmhmm,” Alison grinned, parting her pretty red lips and lapping at the drooling slit.
A light moan escaped her mouth as she licked at his prickhole; the horny actress delighting in the taste of his gooey wet prespunk. She wrapped her lips around the head of his dick, looking up at the chiseled black youth, both hands gripped around his girthy shaft as she started to blow him. She began to bob her head; guiding her stark red lips up and down his shaft, venturing deeper with each pass, her soft, dainty hands stroking and caressing what remained of the thick black dong as she went.
Alison drooled and sloberred as she sucked the oversized dick; her skilled mouth leaving behind a mess of slippery wet saliva that smeared across the veiny dark surface. She slurped and stroked, sucked and jerked; working the large black schlong over with her mouth and hands in equal measure.
Every so often she took a brief break; the randy actress spitting a jet of thick, warm saliva across the shaft, only to return it between her lips once more, taking the long dark wang further into her mouth each time. She blew the tall ebony stud like a seasoned pro; guiding her pouty red lips up and down his shaft like a glass elevator, reaching down to fondle his big black balls as she did so.
A series of deep coos and groans passed Dion’s thick African lips; the dark-skinned stud on cloud nine as he was sucked six ways from Sunday by the lusty starlet. Alison placed her hands on his thighs; her colourful, manicured fingers digging into his muscular brown flesh as she worked him over with her mouth. By this point her lips were travelling up and down his dong at a frankly alarming rate; the plump red pair edging ever nearer to the base of the long black wang with every pass.
One more push was all it took and as Alison reached up to grasp her co-star’s muscle toned ass, her thick, rosy lips wrapped around the hilt of his prong; all ten of his thick, veiny inches packing her skilled mouth to capacity and beyond as she held the girthy cock inside.
“Oh, shit!” Dion exclaimed, the ripped black youth seemingly unprepared for the sheer ferocity with which the petite brunette would attack his massive schlong.
And she wasn’t done yet. Alison held the oversized prick between her lips; sucking and slurping, drooling and slobbering, lapping at the veiny underside with her tongue, until finally she released it; the horny actress spraying yet more slippery wet spittle across the girthy shaft as she did so. By now Dion’s cock was dripping from tip to base and as Alison angled it upwards to get at his swollen balls, she stroked it with her hand; the smooth, velvety paw roaming freely up and down the spit slathered wang as she moved onto his nuts.
Alison cupped his large dark gonads with her free hand; the brunette feeling the sheer weight of the oversized pair in her dainty little paw as she stroked his cock with the other.
“Fuck, these are some big black balls!” she declared, squeezing and caressing them with her silky smooth mit.
“Must be a lot of cum stored up in those things, huh Alison?” said Hornball.
“Mmm, I hope so,” Alison replied, grinning into his camera lens.
She fed one of Dion’s nuts into her mouth; the randy starlet suckling upon the large brown spunk-holder like it had been glazed in honey. She sucked and licked, slurped and tongued at the big black gonad, releasing it with a loud *POP* as she moved onto the next. By the time she was done, Dion’s ballsack was dripping with saliva and Alison stroked the thick, wet cock and massaged his spit-slicked balls as she readied the oversized genitals for her tight pink vagina.
“What do you think, Alison?” Hornball asked. “That dick ready for your pussy yet?”
“Mmhmm,” Alison replied. “I think so.”
Alison sat up and turned around; kneeling on the plush leather couch. She rested her arms on the backrest, thrusting out in her shapely round apple bottom in wait of her dark-skinned co-star. That was all the invitation Dion needed. He positioned himself behind her, placing one strong black hand on her hip while the other gripped his mammoth 10 inch wang at the base. He pressed his cock against Alison’s pussy; the burly young stud rubbing his tip against her slick opening, his thick, bulging head twitching as it made contact with her hot, wet gash.
The feeling of Dion’s oversized prickcrown rubbing against her snatch made Alison purr with delight. She looked back at the ebony-skinned hunk, placing a soft, silken hand against his rippling barrel chest as he pushed his swollen dickhead inside.
“Ahhh!” she gasped as he entered her; the unfathomable girth of his big, bulbous dickcrown already stretching her pussy wider than any cock had managed before.
Dion began to rock back and forth, gripping her other hip with his spare hand as he guided his fat, long cock back and forth inside her.
“Oh, fuck! Yeah! Yeah!” Alison panted as he worked his dong to and fro; the bulging head already venturing deeper inside her than her husband could even dream of, the seeping tip probing her g-post with every pass he took.
Dion picked up the pace; driving his cock in faster, harder and deeper; his lengthy wand venturing in past the midway point and beyond- 6, 7, 8 inches of thick, veiny black meat pummelling her pussy with each motion.
“Yeah! That’s it! Fuck me!” Alison demanded, her voice little more than an animalistic growl as she looked back at the ripped Nubian stud pounding her white pussy.
Before long, Dion was giving Alison everything he had; driving his dong right down to the hilt, punishing her poor white gash with all 10 of his girthy black inches, reaching depths she’d hadn’t known existed as he drilled her with his long dark tool. He grabbed and squeezed her ass; his strong black hands delighting in the layers upon layers of feminine muscle tone that made up her peachy round butt as he drove his cock into her.
He showed her little in the way of mercy; pulling his long, girthy cock back so only the head remained, before ramming forward once more- driving his fat, veiny schlong right down to the hilt with each pass, his heavy black nuts slapping repeatedly against her clit like big flesh wrecking balls.
“Yes!” she screamed. “You’re gonna make me cum on that big black cock!”
Dion gathered pace once more; eager for his randy co-star to do just that. He longed to feel her pussy clench around his dick (even more than it already was) when she reached climax, her creamy girlcum smear across his shaft as he gave the brown-haired starlet the orgasm of a lifetime. One more thrust was all it took and as Dion probed her g-spot yet again with his large, swollen dickcrown, Alison cried out in ecstasy as a powerful, ground-shaking orgasm tore through her athletic frame.
“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” she yelled, her eyes glazed with cockdrunk fuck lust as she creamed over her co-star’s dong.
Her pussy tightened around his dick like a wet pink vice; the ultra tight gash squeezing his oversized wang like a tube of toothpaste, nearly extracting the thick white goo contained within as it clenched around his schlong. Dion pulled his dick free before Alison’s greedy, devouring pussy did just that; the horny actress dropping to her knees almost instinctively as he did so. She gripped the cock at the base; the dark veiny shaft smeared from tip to base with her creamy wet girlspunk.
“Damn, Alison!” Hornball exclaimed from behind his expensive camera. “You made a real mess of that dick, huh?”
“Uh huh,” Alison grinned naughtily, the randy brunette tonguing at the seeping tip as she held cream-slicked cock in her hands.
“I think it’s time you cleaned it up a little,” Hornball declared. “What do you say?”
“I think so too,” Alison agreed, parting her strawberry red lips and wrapping them around Dion’s bulbous cockhead.
Alison bobbed her pretty head; drooling and slurping as she went, muffled coos and groans escaping her shiny plump lips as she sucked her sugary sweet girlcum from the shaft.
“That taste good, Alison?” asked Hornball; the director framing the actress in a mid-shot as she cleaned the lengthy black wang.
“Mmhmm,” Alison murmured, looking across into the camera lens as she sucked the oversized dong.
Her lips roamed up and down the length of the shaft; sucking and slurping, drooling and slobbering. But no matter how hard she went at the thick African cock; regardless of the ounces of sticky slick drool she slathered across the shaft and the force of the suction generated from her skilled, vacuuming mouth, Alison was unable to clean the sheer volume of gooey wet fuckcream smeared across the fat lengthy dong, and as she came up for air, the long black cock was streaked from tip to balls with a viscid mess of slippery saliva and thin, diluted girlcum.
Hornball pointed his camera at Alison as she stroked the spit-slicked dong. “That dick looks ready for your ass now, huh Alison?”
That was putting it lightly. In fact, the cocktail of thick saliva and sticky slick girlcum had greased up Dion’s cock so thoroughly it put most brands of artificial drugstore lubricant to shame and as Alison nodded enthusiastically in agreement, thick drops of clear wet spittle dripped from the oversized wang and onto the carpet below.
Alison climbed up onto the couch; shifting her ass to the edge of the plush leather cushions as she slouched back against the backrest. Then, with nimbleness and agility that seemed beyond her 30-something frame, she threw her legs back, her expensive stiletto heels tucking almost behind her head as she held them apart in midair. Dion required no further invitation. He stepped forward, pressing the tip of his thick black wang against her asshole; the puckered ring winking lewdly in anticipation.
“This is it, Alison,” Hornball declared. “No backing out now.”
“Pfft!” Alison razzed, offended at the suggestion that she’d even contemplate such a thing. “As if!”
Without further wait or ado, Dion pushed forward, Alison’s tight little asshole stretching around the tip of his girthy African schlong as he fed his swollen crown inside.
“Fuck!” Alison gasped; her blue eyes bulging almost comically as the thick brown dickhead probed her snug pink orifice.
“Oh my God! Oh my God!” she continued, the head alone of Dion’s huge black fuckstick stretching her anus to its limits and beyond as it slipped inside.
“How does that cock feel, Alison?” asked Hornball, the director pointing his camera lens at her face as Dion’s long dark cock invaded her second hole.
“Fuck! It’s so fucking biiiig!!” she squealed in response; the actress gritting her freshly whitened teeth as the oversized wang snaked through her winding colon.
Dion began to rock back and forth; pulling his thick, veiny dong back so only the head remained, before thrusting forward, feeding an additional inch of his long back cock into her bowels with each pass he took. Before she knew it, Alison was getting pounded out by 10 inches of girthy dark meat; Dion’s big, bulbous dickhead venturing deep into the intestines with each pass.
“Shit! I’m gonna cum!” Alison mewled, the horny actress feeling the surge of a second powerful orgasm building from within her.
She rubbed her clit, her fingers little more than a colourful, manicured blur; the randy brunette strumming herself wildly as Dion’s fat black cock drilled her deep in her tight white ass. Alison trembled from head to toe, her pretty face screwed with orgasmic lust as another intense climax ripped through her body like a destructive earthquake.
“I’m gonna…,” she panted, the dark-haired actress too overcome by her foundation-shaking orgasm to think straight, much less construct a coherent sentence. “I’m gonna… FUUUCCCKKK!!!”
And with that, it happened. A fountain of Alison’s clear, wet squirt juices gushed from her urethra like a New York fire hydrant; the powerful jet spraying across Dion’s barrel chest as she erupted before him. But being hosed down with what felt like a litre of watery girlspunk didn’t put the young black man off his stride. If anything it had the opposite effect, and he allowed his celebrity co-star precious little in the way of respite; the dark-skinned stud pounding her ever harder as she shot her effeminate fluid.
“FUCK! YES! FUCK ME!” Alison screamed.
She’d ridden the waves of her latest orgasm and was eager for another; the brunette returning her fingers to her aching clit as Dion drilled her deep with his long black dick.
“Yes! Come on!” Alison barked; the horny actress staring a hole through her opposite number; baring her gritted, pearly white teeth like a growling she-wolf as she glared up at him. “Pound my tight white ass with that fat black cock!”
Dion was doing just that and more. In fact, he was going at Alison’s peachy round ass like a man on a mission; the burly black hunk driving all 10 of his thick, girthy inches into the recesses of her colon with every stroke. Alison strummed her throbbing clit, the bulging head of Dion’s thick African schlong reaching depths she hadn’t known existed; the long dark member navigating her back passage like it was mining for gold.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum again!” Alison shrieked; the randy starlet furiously strumming her pulsing bud, her usually gorgeous features contorting in all kinds of unsightly ways as another orgasm tore through her slender frame.
“AHHHH!!!” she squealed as she squirted a second time; a torrent of sizzling girlspunk, every bit as forceful and violent as the first, blasted from her nether regions, soaking Dion’s crotch and midriff as he drilled her snug white ass.
“Wow! You’re going off like a fireman’s hose, huh Alison?” quipped Hornball from behind his camera.
“Uh huh,” Alison grinned, her face lit up like the fourth of July as she came down from her latest climax.
“A guy ever made you squirt like that before?” asked the director.
“Not like that, no!” Alison replied, gasping for breath as Dion’s thick black wang continued to probe her large intestine.
“Why don’t you clean that dick up a little?” Hornball suggested. “It’s gotten a little wet there.”
It sure had. In fact, Dion’s shaft was literally dripping with Alison’s fluids and as he retrieved his squirt-drenched wang from her tight round ass, the brunette knelt on the floor before him, ready to suck his dong straight out of her rump. She wrapped her shiny red lips around the long dark rod; slurping up her juices like a melting popsicle. She sucked it right down to the balls; the horny actress even sticking out her tongue to lap at his bulging sack as she lodged all ten of his fat, girthy inches in her throat. Alison released his cock from her mouth; the brown-haired starlet spitting a jet of sticky wet saliva across the shaft as she did so.
“I want it back in my ass now,” she declared, gazing longingly up at Dion as she stroked his cock with both her hands.
Dion took a seat on the couch, Alison rising to her feet and climbing on after him. Turning her back to him, she threw a leg over his strong, muscular thighs; her expensive high heels digging into the couch cushions as she squatted over him. She reached behind her; gripping his dick around mid-shaft as she looked back at him, fluttering her lengthy eyelashes and licking her already glistening red lips as she slapped his cock against her butt.
“You want it, big boy? You want to fuck that tight what ass some more?” she asked, delivering the proposal in a voice so soft and sultry no man with even half his senses could possibly decline.
Again, Dion didn’t respond; the chiseled youth merely popping his hands behind his head as he sat back in wait of Alison’s rear. Alison pressed this big brown cockhead against her puckered asshole; the tight, pink ring splitting open as she sunk down on his wang.
“Uhh!!” Alison gasped, Hornball moving around to get a shot of her cute face as the thick black schlong re-entered her snug white ass.
She began to rock atop his shredded frame, slowly at first but quickly gathering pace; her shell-pink rim venturing up and down his shaft; an additional inch of veiny, dark man meat vanishing into her rectum with each pass. Before long, Alison was riding the young black stud like a bitch from hell; the randy brunette bouncing her peachy round buns off his pelvis like there was no tomorrow. Indeed, Alison was taking that jet black wang like a seasoned pro. Her snug, pink anus travelled all the way up to Dion’s swollen dickhead, before plunging back down to the base; the horny starlet accommodating every one of his thick, vein-encrusted inches up her skin tight hole with every motion.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! YES!” she screamed, the dark-haired actress crying out in ecstasy each time Dion’s bulbous crown ventured into the depths of her colon.
Her hair bobbed majestically, her tits jiggled delightfully as she hopped and bounced on his supine body; her ass clattering repeatedly with his thighs as she rode his girthy cock.
“Fuck me, big boy!” she purred, looking back at Dion from atop his chiseled frame. “Drill my fucking ass with that fat black dick!”
Dion didn’t need to be told twice. He wrapped his large brown hands around Alison’s taut midriff, the dark-skinned stud holding her in place as he drove his long black fuckstick deep into her rectum.
“YES! YES! Fuck that fucking ass!” she yelled, her face screwed with orgasmic lust as her ethnic co-star pounded her backdoor with all he had.
He went at her like a jackhammer; the shredded black youth putting every pound of his burly, hulk-like frame behind each thrust as he drilled his thick brown dong into the depths of her anal passage. Alison could feel his dick pulsing and swelling each time it burrowed into her colon and knew her co-star’s creamy, thick spunkload was close at hand.
“You gonna cum for me, baby?” she asked, looking back at the ebony-skinned hunk as he pounded her tight pink pipe.
“Uh huh,” Dion grunted, the ripped young stud grimacing as he fought to retain his wad.
Alison hopped down excitedly from atop his muscled frame and dropped to her knees; the randy brunette licking her stark red lips as she awaited her spunky reward. Dion rose to his feet, stroking his throbbing cock as he pointed it at her face.
“Come on, big boy,” she purred, grinning up at him as he beat his pulsing meat. “Gimme that cum!”
Alison tongued at his dickhole, eagerly lapping up every drop of prespunk as it oozed from his winking tip. Dion pumped his pulsing prick like his life depended on it. He clasped his eyes shut and gritted his pearly whites; his dick pounding, swelling, throbbing until…
“UUUHHHHH!!!!!” he bellowed as a powerful spurt of hot thick seed blasted from his slit and straight into Alison’s waiting mouth; the off-white goo filling her gaping maw near to the brim as he voided his sack between her lips.
“Uh, fuck!” Dion panted, the dark-skinned hunk squeezing out the last few globs of jizz from his prickslit as Alison reached up to fondle his emptied balls.
Hornball moved in for a close up; capturing the murky lagoon of hot, creamy spunk as it pooled in her open mouth. Alison closed her lips, swallowing the cum down to her tummy in a single mouthful. She sucked at Dion’s dickhead once more, making sure that not a single drop of the verile African seed went to waste; the ripped young stud shivering from head to toe as she slurped at his tender prong. Alison swallowed down the last few droplets of jizz and smiled contentedly at the camera lens as it pointed at her pretty face.
“You have fun with that dick today, Alison?” asked Hornball.
“Mmhmm,” Alison grinned, giving the still hard cock a kiss on the tip, her hands gently stroking the aching shaft. “I had a great time.”
“You’ll have to come back and tackle a couple more some time.”
“Mmm,” Alison murmured, “sounds fun. Just make sure they’re as big as this one,” she added, Dion’s cock twitching in her dainty hands as she caressed the veiny shaft.
“I think we can manage that,” Hornball replied. “See you then.”
“Bye,” said Alison, waving to the camera as the scene faded to black.
THE FOLLOWING EVENING
Alison Brie stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her wet nude body. She crossed the floor of her sparkling clean en suite bathroom and stepped out into the master bedroom. She dried her hands and gathered her phone from the bedside table. Seeing that she’d received a new text from Ricky Hornball, the brunette shrieked with excitement, swiping at the message with a manicured finger to open it up. It read;
I’ve gone through the list of applicants and picked out two just for you. They’re on their way and will be with you shortly. Hope they’re to your liking.
The message was swiftly followed by two photographs; near identical crotch shots of a duo of African-American studs engulfing her crystal clear phone screen. Alison opened them and took a look one by one. Chiseled jet black abs gave way to thick muscular thighs, as a pair of long, fat cocks dangled pendulously between them. Veins travelled up and down the coal dark shafts. Round, bulbous mushroom heads hung just above their knee caps; two giant sets of swollen black balls swinging either side. Oh my goodness!
Alison exclaimed, her blue eyes nearly popping clean out of their sockets as they feasted on the mouthwatering dick pics. This is gonna be one hell of a night!End of Scene 4