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Creampie Story, Part 8

Populating the room were perhaps ten men and as many women. Everyone was African American, except for Beth and a hispanic man. The men appeared to be heavily tattooed and wore baggy pajama-like pants, but nothing else. The women seemed to have only slightly fewer tattoes, and were dressed to attract the men. Beth saw that she was average-sized among these women. Most of the men were on one side of the room, talking together, while the women were on the other, at the bar or dancing.

Shannelle led Beth to the bar, and poured two fingers-worth of brandy, which Beth downed in a gulp. Then Shannelle introduced Beth to the women, who seemed to be evaluating her. They seemed nice, but wary.

Beth felt herself getting tipsy, her nerves exaggerating the alcohol she was consuming. There seemed to be an elaborate ritual occurring, which she couldn’t quite follow. After twenty minutes of a swelling tension, two of the women went out on the floor and danced together. Beth was surprised to see that it was a sexually explicit dance, with the women kissing each other playfully at first, and then with increasing lust. The men, who had been talking together stopped and watched the women with interest.

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It seemed to Beth that the women were putting on a show for the men, but were aroused in doing it. It was like a feedback loop, with the men’s appreciation making the women more excited, and vice versa. Beth found watching it very arousing herself, but resisted the urge to touch herself.

The women themselves didn’t resist the temptation. When the music changed from an ambient groove to a slow thumping bassbeat, the women turned their full attention to each other. With a gold-toothed half smile, one of them pulled down the other’s top to reveal her breasts, then lapped at the exposed nipples. She did this for a long minute, which the other lady enjoyed, then stood to kiss her partner before she allowed her own heavy jugs to be displayed and suckled. Her gold tooth sparkled as she tossed her head back, smilingly enjoying the teasing.

Her turn extended until the music morphed yet again. Then Gold Toothed stepped back, slowly pulled off her top, and dropped her skirt to stand naked but for her thigh-high hose and hooker heels. Beth saw that she too was big and fat, and yet she was unashamed. In fact, she seemed to be proud of her huge sexy self. Beth looked to the men, who were fidgeting with desire. Every single one of those men wanted a piece of Gold Tooth, and why not? Gold Tooth was almost indescribably sexy.

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Creampie Story, Part 7

When they arrived, it was all Beth could do to get out of the car. Her heart was pounding, fearing rejection but hoping that Shannelle was telling the truth and that she would find acceptance. She sat immobile.

“It’s OK, baby,” Shannelle told her. She smiled and pressed the seatbelt release, then opened the door and got out.

Beth automatically opened the door, and got out on reflex. She looked over at Shannelle, envious of her friend’s confidence. Shannelle had worn an outfit normally reserved for women half her size: a tight mini-skirt that magnified her roundness, and a stretch top that barely contained her fleshy breasts. She wore high heels with sturdy straps that would make it difficult to take them off. The boys liked their women to keep their shoes on, she had explained.

Beth’s eyes popped open watching Shannelle, for Shannelle began to remove her under garments. Shannelle shrugged her top down, then openly removed her bra. She squeezed her udders (as Beth inadvertently thought of them, to her shame) back into her top and pulled it back up.

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Then, she hiked up her skirt, gripped her already-tiny panties, and pulled them off. Beth found herself wettening, for no other action had made it more clear that Shannelle–no, both of them!–were there for sex tonite.

Shannelle led the way into the dimly-lit “crib”. As they approached, Beth could here the thumping beat of a song play loudly. The noise hit her like a wall when Shannelle opened the door. Beth blinked her eyes to get used to the darkness–it was lit by just a few dim red bulbs and a strobe/spot that spun shafts of piercing white brilliance randomly around the room.

Beth absorbed the place even as Shannelle led her to their destination. The room was large, perhaps two big rooms merged into a larger one. The two couches, three large over-stuffed chairs, and thin mattresses did little to fill it up. There was a parquet wood dance floor, adjacent to a bar that held liquor of all stripes and a couple incense burners which did a poor job of masking the heavy smell of marijuana. A closed couple doors led to destinations unknown (toilet? private bedrooms?). It looked like a room for sex, which was what it was.

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Creampie Story, Part 6

Over the next week, Beth did look over what she was going to wear. Many times, in fact. Thankfully, Shannelle went with her to the mall on Friday after work to shop and get her hair done.

One thing Beth was proud of was her hair. It was thick and strong, and the hairdresser took obvious delight in it. Beth accepted the hairdresser’s suggestion that she get her hair cut as well as colored, and she walked out of the salon feeling great. Shannelle and she went around the mall, hunting for the one piece that would make her look. Although they were used to it, they grew frustrated that the really cute clothes would not fit her size. Finally, they decided to make do with what Beth already had, and to get some sexy shoes to set a tone.

So it was that Beth looked at herself in the mirror the next afternoon, more pleased than not. She had on a pair of dainty high-heeled sandals, with a clear plastic strap that did not obstruct the view of her pretty toes. Her legs were encased in stretch clam-diggers, which she normally would not have worn. Shannelle said the goal of this night was to play up Beth’s size, not reduce it. Again at Shannelle’s suggestion, Beth wasn’t wearing panties. When she squinted, Beth could make out her freshly bald puffy pussy. The seam of the pants actually went right through her valley, which was almost as interesting as having it rubbing her clit.

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She wore an untucked button down shirt as a top, the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. No bra. When they got to the “crib”, as Shannelle called it, Beth would unbutton it to show her bravery and sexuality. She felt anything but brave, though. Around her neck was one of those rhinestone chokers. Beth thought that was a great idea, because if nothing else it proved she did have a neck. Her makeup was “night time”, as her mom had called it, and her hair, now nearly white-blonde, was unembellished except for a small pearl comb that pulled it back on one side. Shannelle had said she looked fantastic, right before heading off to get dressed herself.

Finally, it was time to go. Beth nearly didn’t leave the apartment, but like so many times before, Shannelle gave her courage (and a bit of prodding), and off they went.

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Creampie Story, Part 5

Beth was suspicious. “What kind of changes?” she asked.

“Well, like if you got your hair colored just a bit lighter… I know a few guys who really like blonde-blondes,” Shannelle explained. Beth thought that was a good idea. “And I don’t know if you do this already,” Shannelle said, “but most of the people there like a smooth pussy.”

“Shaved?” Beth asked, feeling a bit squirmy. She liked the feeling of a smooth pussy, but she didn’t much care for the itchy growth afterwards. She said so.

“Hey, its up to you,” Shannelle said, feigning indifference. “I like having lots of mouths all over me and my parts, and like I said, most people have a preference.” She shrugged. “And if you keep it tidy, it doesn’t get a chance to itch.”

Beth was squirmier, the idea that men would be mouthing her there. Wait, she realized, Shannelle said ‘people’, not men. That made her even more squirmy. “OK, I’ll think about it.”

“And lastly, I recommend you clean your backside out,” Shannelle said.

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“Damn!”

“Well, some of the boys like the backdoor.” Shannelle giggled. “Actually, truth is that most of them do. And, I do not even mind having one in my front and backdoor at the same time!”

“Damn, Shannelle,” Beth exclaimed. Now she felt like going to her room and taking care of her wet pussy. Beth had found she liked getting butt fucked too, but she wasn’t about to declare it like Shannelle did.

“Hey, like I said it is up to you. Do it or not, your choice.” Then Shannelle turned serious. “Oh, and feel free to say ‘no’ if something doesn’t appeal to you. The men are totally respectful, or else they are gone.”

“OK,” Beth said, feeling relieved. She hadn’t even known she was tense until the relief came.

“Just be ready to be loved like you have never been loved before!” Shannelle smiled, and was glad to see Beth smile in return. She went over and hugged her. She thought this was just what Beth needed: some men paying attention to her like she was precious. “You want to look over what you are going to wear?”

“Naw,” Beth said, “I feel wrecked. I think I will take a nap, OK?” Shannelle nodded, and Beth retired to her room. The truth was that she was incredibly horny, and had some business to take care of.

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Creampie Story, Part 4

She asked Shannelle on Sunday how the club worked. Shannelle, smiling, told her that every guy who was a club member got a blood test once a month to confirm they weren’t carrying anything. Because everyone cared for each other, in practice most people got tests whenever they felt they could have put the club members at risk.

“You don’t practice safe sex?” Beth asked. Instantly, her mind shot to Josh, and the fact that they had unprotected sex. Shit! She was so stupid!

“Well, we kinda do. We look out after each other, and we don’t play if we think we are at risk.” Shannelle smiled. “Besides, I personally prefer my man don’t wear no protection.” Beth got the distinct impression she was talking about cumshots more than anything else. “Oh, and women make sure they are on protection. That’s how come we are short two women. We found out they were trying to get knocked up, so we booted them out. We girls don’t want the men to be stingy with their sauce, do we?” Shannelle’s smile was infectious. “If they think we want their babies, they may not be as free.”

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Beth and Shannelle talked for quite a while, and Beth decided she wanted to go for it. Shannelle would take her interest to the club, but Beth had to get checked out first. Beth made an appointment to see her gynecologist, to make sure she was healthy and to get on The Pill. That was a frustrating week and a half away, and her bloodwork took an additional two weeks. It was almost a month after her decision that she was ready to go.

In the meantime, Shannelle and Beth decided that they would make their cohabitation more permanent. Beth was still staying at Shannelle’s, more from her comfort than Shannelle’s desire to protect Beth. They got a larger apartment to accommodate their privacy, which they decided was important since they worked together too. In short, they were best friends.

Since they were so close, Shannelle decided she could help Beth be most successful at the club. “You know, most of us there are dark meat,” she said, “so right away you will be popular.”

“Damn, Shannelle, you racist!” Beth laughed. Beth knew Shannelle wasn’t, but even so Shannelle liked saying things that Beth herself could not.

“Girlfriend, I am just telling you like it is,” Shannelle laughed back. “So, like I was saying, you’re gonna be noticed. But if you made a couple changes, you would be the belle of the ball!”

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Creampie Story, Part 3

Beth understood the mathematical principal, but she was still a bit foggy. “I get you,” she said, “but what is this club? Is it a social club? Dance club? What?”

Shannelle looked a bit flustered. She hadn’t recruited a new member before, so she was unsure how to sell the idea. Finally, she decided the direct approach was best.

“Well, what it is, is a club where we women get to have as many men fuck us as we want.”

“A gangbang club?” Beth asked, not at all shocked. After all, she had participated in one, and Shannelle sure had given Beth enough clues.

“Naw, nuttin like that!” Shannelle protested. “Gangbangs are for guys to use women. What I’m talking about is us using the guys.” She leaned forward conspiratorially. “And, honey, some of these guys are worth using!” She laughed, but there was something in her manner that suggested she was being completely honest.

“So, what, I should go with you and just get fucked?” Beth was amazed her friend could suggest such a thing, let alone participate.

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“Listen, it isn’t like that,” Shannelle replied. “It’s all about caring, and being cared for. It’s like a big family.”

Beth was quiet, considering what her friend was saying. Part of her, probably the majority, longed for a caring relationship. But she was wounded. She was hurt, and distrustful. She couldn’t bear another Josh episode. Her friendship and trust in Shannelle was being balanced against her lifetime of pain.

Shannelle let her think it over, and like a good friend, didn’t press her. When she went to her “meeting” Saturday, and her friends asked about the possible new member, she couldn’t tell them one way or the other what Beth would decide.

It was this hands-off attitude that Beth found convincing. When Shannelle came home, Beth asked how it had gone. Shannelle gave her a wholehearted “awesome, as always,” and a radiant smile. And again, she smelled strongly of sex. Shannelle, her friend, loved it and in the end she decided that was good enough.

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