Unknown - White slave

She eased the zipper down to her navel exposing enough of her ample cleavage to start the two Mexicans breathing quickly and heavily. Her ripely full young breasts seemed to be straining to escape the concealment of her garment peeking from beneath the fabric in two soft, inviting mounds of warm flesh. One last tug, and they were free, swaying heavily as she gently rocked from side to side. Jose and Neil's eyes were wide with excited disbelief as they watched this incredibly lascivious display, this beautiful young white girl stripping before their eyes, stripping herself to her ripe, full nakedness. But best of all, she was going to be theirs for fucking. Jose and Neil knew why this had been planned – they'd have to be fools not to know this whole thing was set up to be nothing more that the Roman coliseum spectacles, Nubian savages hauled to Rome to amuse the funseekers. This was what was expected of them, and they knew it, but it didn't matter – not with a couple of chicks like this! Neither of them had had college girls before, and to start with one like this brunette, Christ, it was too good to be true. Who cared who saw it! They'd give them a show, all right, show these other men what a real man could do with a hot-blooded girl like this. Yes sir, they'd give them a show they'd never forget!

Jose could feel his cock already aching painfully inside his pants, straining, yearning to be set free and allowed to penetrate this lovely creature. He tried to imagine what her pussy would be like… wet and soft, pink and warm and vulnerable… just waiting for his long, hard, big brown cock to fill her like she'd never been filled before.

Sandy lifted one softly firm breast with her hand, just enough to feel its full voluptuousness as it stood taut, high and quivering from the touch of her own fingers slowly flowing caressingly over the warmly supple flesh. Her gleaming tits seemed to be swirling in a dance of their own, shivering with the beat of the music as it wafted from the wall-mounted speakers, inviting the two men forward as the others watched. Their eyes were agog, as Sandy urged Jose and Neil to take her throbbing nipples in their hotly wet mouths, seemingly begging them to answer the gnawing, churning animal need in her white belly – a need as old as the beginning of time.

Balancing on one foot, she tugged the jumpsuit down to her ankles and yanked it off, then removed the other side, leaving nothing but her little pink panties between the eyes of the men and her own delicious nakedness. Chris was staring, watching with eyes that saw but did not believe. Sandy's tiny panties were not enough to cover completely her magnificently formed buttocks, as she spun slowly around before them, they could all see where the long flowing curve of her smoothly unblemished back soared inward, then swept out again and joined the arching fleshy swell of her buttocks. Half of each firm, ivory white cheek was nakedly revealed beneath the taut sheerness of her panties. Above, in the deep arch of her back, her two dimples peered back at them like warm, black eyes at the tip of her spine.

Except for the sound of the music, there wasn't a noise to be heard in the stuffy, close room as the drugged girl ground her ripely flaring hips back and forth at her hypnotized audience, daring anyone to yank the thin filmy panties down from her slender young waist, over the tenderly sensitive flesh of her smooth inner thighs. Her fingers hooked in the tight band of her panties, and she began to slowly, teasingly, roll them over the full ripe swell of her buttocks, her back demurely turned like a professional stripper might, and her ass poked out in jaunty invitation toward the perspiring audience.

They gasped aloud, all of them, at their first real glimpse of the gorgeous young white girl's warmly naked ass, the glow of light form the candles reflecting as if in a mirror on the smoothly gleaming flesh of her full rounded mounds. Slowly, she rolled the panties down over the firmly jutting cheeks of her ass, stretching them as they tightened in the crevice beneath the smooth curve of her bottom-cheeks, where the soft swell joined her milky thighs. She leaned forward, pushing out her exposed buttocks at the two Mexicans, rotating it lustily in an unmistakable lewd sexual invitation.

She revelled in what she was doing – offering herself bodily to two Mexicans, right here in her landlord's apartment! The wicked, forbidden thrill of it all wildly excited her, and she hungered for their huge brown pricks inside of her, fucked hard and deep between her white milky thighs.

She reached back with her bare arms and spread the twin mounds apart, obscenely displaying the tightly puckered little brown ring of her anus, the taut nether ring opening and closing as she tensed the strong muscles in her ass. Over the whispered, excited mumblings of the three other men, Jose and Neil's heavy breathing drowned out all other sounds in the small candle-lit room. Nothing was in their minds now except the hotly beckoning little hole of the young brunette's anus, puckered open like a small taut mouth just waiting for the long stiff lengths of their aching cocks to bore deep up into her insides, to tunnel into her back hole like miners searching for gold.

Sandy's nakedly gleaming ass rotated on its own axis as she alternately relaxed and tightened the muscles of her buttocks. She turned back around, facing the two Mexicans, seemingly mindless of her friend. Chris, sitting stupefied to her right and stoned out of her mind from the powerful combination of marijuana and cocaine, watching everything with glazed, unbelieving eyes. With both hands, Sandy lifted the bountiful fullness of her breasts, offering them wordlessly to the two brown men. Jose and Neil were the only men standing now; the other men had retreated to the living room, their hands in their laps to conceal their aching hard-ons as they watched this nakedly luscious white girl offer herself like a slave to the boys. They had not paid for the right to enjoy these two girls, much to their chagrin. But fair was fair, after all.

Now Sandy tantalizingly opened her palms down over the trim curve of her waist, over the smooth expanse of flesh warmly gleaming in the candle light. With her thumbs, she caught the elastic band of her panties, now covering only the soft thicket of pubic hair at the bottom of her pelvis, and the moistly heated pink lips beneath. Her thighs parted as she lowered the filmy nylon garment like a flat of unconditional surrender, nakedly exposing the vee at the top of her supple thighs in the flickering candlelight of that heated room. She continued to teasingly peel the tight-fitting panties down over her hips and along her bare legs; then she stepped out of them and tossed them at Jose's feet.

In the closed room, the air was suddenly charged as if by lightning bolts; she was no completely naked before the two Mexican men and the men peeking around the door jam from the living room. There was nothing left to the imagination. Chris was shocked back to reality; she tried to look away, to hide her face from this wanton spectacle, as if it was wrong for her to be there, to see her friend degrade herself this way. But the incredible combination of marijuana and cocaine once again asserted its grip on her – she couldn't look away! She was drawn back to the salacious scene as if by some ancient black magic ritual, to the wickedly exciting vision of her old friend stripped naked like this in front of these men, two of them weren't even Americans!

Sandy opened her legs, giving the closest ones, Jose and Neil, an unobstructed view of her nakedly unguarded cuntal hole and her puckered pussy lips moistly glistening with her own love juices. There was a sudden rustling as the three heated men from the living room made a mad dash, shuffling for positions on the mattresses, maneuvering for a better glimpse of this brunette's lewd dance. Next time they would know better; when Roger said he had two hot ones, he meant hot!