The Real Deal - Sex Stories

The Real Deal

... shot without needing a camera man. It shook a little as she hit the record button, and stepped back over to Jamal getting in place. "Oh my god you knocked him out!" She gasped, now acting surprised. Mike noticed that Jamal's cock wasn't hard in the scene, it was actually limp when Janice reached out and took hold of it. Shuffling slightly closer to his unconsious body, Jamal asked her to aim his cock while he gave her husband what he deserved. She giggled in responce and held his cock higher, aiming as it released a torrent of clear yellow piss, splashing across Mike's face and shirt. "Fuck you Michael!" Jamal yelled as he emptied his entire bladder soaking his clothes, Janice moaning and laughing the entire time. "Fuck." Mike said. Janice and Jamal waiting to see how he felt about it. "You didn't use my stage name, man!" He said with a groan, as if the entire scene was worthless. "Oh-uh, shit man I forgot about that." Studying the scene for another minute, Mike leaned back and sighed. "Well.. We haven't used my name before, I guess it couldn't hurt. This looks good for the film right?" He asked as they both smiled and nodded vigorously. Rubbing his face he exhaled and laughed a little. "Okay sure, it can stay in." "Wanna take a break?" She asked with one hand on his shoulder, her other squeezing Jamal's wet cock head. "Y-yeah just a short one." Mike moaned, pulling the chair up to his laptop before clicking away and telling his friend everything was fine. Behind him Janice ...

... continued rubbing the fat purple head that was poking her thigh. It was another 15 minutes before Mike felt ready to shoot again, his head still throbbing he set up the scene and laid back down in the garbage in order to get his final scene over with. "Action!" She yelled as Jamal laughed at the poor limp whiteman, leaning down and spitting across his face. "Ready fo this dick?" He asked as the camera cut to Janice smiling and nodding her head. One quick shower later, Mike led them through the house to the bedroom where the rest of the film would take place. "This is the moment you've waited for." Mike groaned, still holding the cold peas to his face. "You two can fuck as much as you want, in any position you want, with one exception: don't cum. Or at least if you can't help it, cum on her face so I can get the money shot." Sitting in a chair next to the bed, Mike held up the Camera as they got into place. "Oh and one more thing: in the event that you do cum, I expect you to have enough stamina to get hard again. Because like I showed you in the script: I want you to completely drench her in cum, even if that means jerking off on her two or three times. We really want to sell that black men are superior to whites." He chuckled, causing his head to ache. After the close up of Mike's face being spit on, the scene slowly transitioned to the bedroom where they both were removing their clothes and kissing. "Oh I love how strong you are!" Janice moaned, kissing his muscled chest as ...