Date: Sat, 29 May 2010 12:31:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Candy B <candywriter22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Candy's fantasy III

This is part III of Candy's Fantasy and after this will be an alternate
ending to the same story. Thanks for the wonderful comments and yes more is
to come. This is a work of fiction and everyone is above the age of 18.

After that wonderful session with the man of my dreams, I got up to go to
the bathroom and came back to bed to find the room empty. I slipped my
panties back on and put on a robe. I went to look for Mr. Rob in his
bedroom and the other bathroom. I met him in the hallway, as he was headed
downstairs to his office. "I have some work to do, and then I will be back
upstairs shortly," he told me, and then, kissed me on the forehead.

"Thanks for a wonderful evening, and I have no idea how to thank you, but I
hope you enjoyed it, as much as I did. I surely do not want it to be our
last. I am, also, hoping I was all you expected, and you feel as satisfied,
as I do," I said, very bright eyed and smiling. He walked down the stairs,
and I crawled into bed and drifted off to sleep. The next morning, I woke
up in that big bed, with a smile. Where was my marvelous black lover? Why
was I all alone? Those were the first thoughts in my head. Needing a shower
and breakfast, I wasted no time thinking of what may lie in wait for me
today. Last night was a dream, and today could only get better, since
Mr. Rob hinted of a weekend of no interruptions. His wife was gone, and my
mom wouldn't be back until late tomorrow. The hot shower was refreshing,
and I pulled a black lace pair of boy shorts, black gym shorts, and a tight
black tee shirt, from my bag. I wandered downstairs and found no one. I saw
the large vase of red roses on the dining room table.

A card was attached and to my surprise, there was more to this than just a
thank you. I opened the card, and it read "Candy, I know last might was
supposed to be a surprise, and now I have one more for you. Enjoy the roses
and some breakfast. In the TV room, there is a disc ready to play, and you
might wanna watch it. Text me, and let me know what you think. Love Rob!"

"What could possibly be next?" I said, grinning really big. I grabbed a
bowl of cut fruit from the fridge that had been prepared yesterday, by
their maid who came three times a week for the kids. Then, I headed off
quickly to the large TV room and sat down with the remote. I turned on the
DVD player and the first thing I saw was "A Piece of Candy!", as a title
and it kept rolling. The next scene read "Starring Candy Cannon - A new
young sensation - A Roberts Studio Production." At beginning the video, I
was standing in front of Mr. Rob in the spare bedroom, talking just before
our session started. The video and sound were perfect. Then, the angle of
the shot changes, like there was more than one camera shooting us. It was
as if there were three or four cameras recording every second of the
previous night. There were close ups of my face during the blow-job, and of
him filling my face and gut with his black sperm. There were scenes of him
pounding that black cock deep into my tiny ass. All right here for me to
see on the big wide screen TV.

By the time our finish was shown my lace boy shorts were stuck to my hips,
and I was moaning like crazy. Stretched out on a chaise chair, with my tiny
clit exploding four or five times, I could not believe what I just seen. I
had seen Lexi Belle, and other porn stars, really enjoy a good fucking, but
they did not do their job, as good as I did. The proof was in that video. I
was shocked, happy, baffled, puzzled and excited, all at the same time. I
yanked off my gym shorts, and pleasured my young body into a frazzle. As
the last credits rolled, I saw "Coming soon - Piece of Candy Part II."

My mouth fell open wide, and I began laughing hysterically, when the video
stopped and the satellite took over the screen. Picking up my discarded
shorts from the floor, I headed upstairs to change clothes and grab my cell
phone. I did not have any idea what to text to Mr. Rob, after seeing the
video of my porn star debut. Suddenly, my cell phone vibrates, and it is a
text message from Mr. Rob. I open my phone to read it.

"Did you enjoy the video, as much as I did making it?" the text read.

How the hell am I supposed to answer that one? What does this man have in
store for me next? These thoughts occurred to me, as I sat down on the
bed. "If my panties show the indication of how I liked it, I probably need
to meet my next costar, unless it is me and you again," I replied back to
him.

A minute later my phone buzzed, and he replied back, "A young lady will be
by to see you at 10:30, and I think she can be very helpful to you Candy."
I got another text that said, "Text me, as soon as she leaves" That was the
last time I heard from Mr. Rob. It was only 9:15, so I had time to clean up
and finish eating what I barely touched in the TV room. I meandered around
the house waiting for the lady Mr. Rob spoke about, just relaxing and
enjoying the quiet. The doorbell rang at exactly 10:30, and I looked out
the peep hole, checking to see who it might be. A very nice looking
brunette lady was there, as I opened the door. She introduced herself as
Sheila. "I guess you are Candy, and I hope I haven't kept you waiting," she
told me. Sheila was in her mid twenties. I figured she was about five
six. She was slender, not thin, and had shoulder length hair. She wore a
really cute black miniskirt, with a black top.

"Rob called me last night. He said I was to come over, and maybe, help you
with some things, and to see if there is anything you need. I must say I
think you are very cute, and he was surely correct, when he said that you
had a cute little body. I was told to see how cute we could make you, and I
don't see it as a challenge at all, Candy!" Sheila told me.

All I could do was smile. I enjoy the next several minutes getting to know
her better and finding out, exactly, what her job was, and what we were
going to do today. She carried a small case and referred to it as her
things she might need once we got started. "Let's get started, and if I
know Rob's wife, she probably has a ton of makeup and everything we may
need to get started, Candy. Why don't we go upstairs and have some fun?"
Sheila said, as I followed her lead. We went to the master bathroom, and
she began to poke around, even more that I ever had, while working there
with the kids. She had brought the stuff with her to add blonde highlights
to my hair, and what seemed to be a full beautician setup. I really liked
working with her, and she seemed to enjoy it as much as I did, too. We
joked and acted like two sisters doing a teenage makeup party. She had
ideas and tips to show me about my makeup and hair. Stuff that I never
knew. After that lesson, we began talking about clothes.

Sheila walked out of the bathroom. She came back with a garment bag. I had
not noticed it, until now. "I was told where this was left, and I think it
is a gift for you, Candy, It's from Rob," she told me. I opened it, and
inside, there was a beautiful lingerie outfit, and it looked mighty small,
even for my frame. "Wow! He never ceases to amaze me, and it doesn't look
like he is stopping now," I said, astounded.

"I think it is going to look great on you. I can't wait to see it, Candy!"
Sheila added. I, immediately, stripped from my clothes and begin putting on
this new gift. It had a tiny, black bodice. It was so small that it
actually created the illusion of the hips that I did not have. It slimmed
me, even more, through my mid-section. Thigh high black hose and a garter
belt made me sexier, than the one I wore last night. Of course, a tiny
black thong came with it. I sat on the edge of the huge Jacuzzi tub and
slipped it over my legs, up to my ass. I stood before a large mirror,
Sheila behind me, and the look on our faces explained it all.

"Candy, you look great, and I bet you feel just as good as you look, don't
you?" Sheila asked me. Smiling widely, I said, "Yes!" I thanked her for
everything. We hugged, again feeling more like sisters, than new
acquaintances. "Will you use my camera and get some shots of me in this,
Sheila?" I asked her. We headed out to the bedroom that I had called home
this weekend. I posed, lying on my belly, on the bed. I used the pillows as
props and moved to my hands and knees for her to snap shot after
shot. Close ups of my new face and hair made me feel very sexy, and I think
it was coming through in the shots. "You are doing a great job, Candy, and
Rob is gonna love these!" she told me.

"So, why don't you tell me about you and Rob, if there is anything to
tell," Sheila asked.

"I am not sure if I should share that, Sheila. He has been so good to
me. Just sending you here today puzzles me, as to why he would do all these
things" I told her.

"From the clothes and just how good he pays me, to allow me to stay here
this weekend, and not to mention how drop dead gorgeous he is in a small
white robe. And that..." I stop talking. I did not give everything
away. Smiling like a kid in the candy store, I looked at Sheila and left
the rest to her imagination.

"How do you feel about doing an audition for some films. You could possibly
make a little money to have all the fun you want, Candy?" she asked. "Rob
has lots of friends in the industry, and you certainly have the look, and
it would be totally up to you as to how much and how many. The more you do,
surely, the more money you can make, doing adult films. I guess it really
comes down to how much you love sex, and how willing you are to have
different lovers." Sheila threw a lot at me in a short time period. I just
sat there pondering what she had said and wondered if she was waiting on a
response from me. What I would say to her, if I did respond?

"When, where, and how do I do an audition?" I asked.

"You would need to do a screen test. This is where you would just introduce
yourself, share your likes and dislikes, and get a feel for being in front
of a camera. I don't see you having any trouble with an audition. All you
would have to do is talk, as we have today. Then, we would want to see how
you could react to another person on video. I could have a cameraman over
here and set things up, in probably two hours tops. Of course, I would have
to get a costar sent over, and I am thinking of one you would probably
love. He is so damn hot, and if you like black men, you will really enjoy
him." she told me, waiting to get my answer.

"This is really a lot to think about and decide right now. You are asking
me if I want to start making porn videos? I haven't even graduated high
school yet, and I am not sure what I want to do right now. The money sounds
great, and I do love the feel of a man touching me, but touching and
becoming his slut are two different things. And once I start; there is no
turning back, I do know that much. However, right now if you want to do the
audition, I am all for it Sheila." I gave her the answer she wanted. It
scared, yet excited, me to see how this would all go down. I felt her arms
reach out to grab me for a hug.

Sheila grabbed her cell phone, made several calls, and then, told me that
we had about two hours to get ready to prepare for my first shoot. She took
me into the bathroom and checked my makeup, hair and the sexy outfit
Mr. Rob had given me. "Candy, I know you are nervous, but not only think
you are going to enjoy it, I think you are going to turn some heads with
that smoking little body of yours." Sheila told me, trying to help me lose
the nerves.

We hear voices downstairs, and she goes down to see who it was. I sat on
the bed, pondering my latest decision. When I heard Sheila's voice ,I
looked up. She came in, accompanied by a man with two cases of
equipment. He begins to set it up, without speaking or acknowledging my
existence. He sets up two large lights and a camera on a tripod, then he
introduces himself, as Charlie, and shakes my hand. I smile and keep
watching him finish working. I see a red light come on, as he leaves the
room. Sheila appears, smiling, and sits beside the camera.

"OK, Candy, I want you to talk to the camera and get comfortable to being
on the front of it, alone. Introduce yourself. Begin talking about yourself
and things a fan may want to hear," she instructed me.

"OK," I hesitate for a moment, pushing my hair to the side from my
face. "My name is Candy C. I am eighteen years old and really love to dress
in sultry, sexy clothes. I have been dressing in this type of clothing for
about three years, and pink is my favorite color to dress in. I don't see
myself as gay. I just want to be as sexy as possible. I adore men, who take
care of themselves, and I want nothing more, than to please him in any way
he wants. I am very submissive, and I want a man that can appreciate me, as
a girl and not just a guy who dresses in the clothes. I have decided to do
this audition, and maybe, I can even make you love me." I spilled out to
the camera.

"Candy, are you ready to meet you first costar, and see how you two work
together?" Sheila asks.

"Sure, why not! I hope I don't let you down," I reply.

Then, entering the door is a black man, who appears to be about 30 years
old. He only had a towel wrapped on his waist. I smile really big and ask
Sheila if this is the guy she mentioned earlier. "It sure is, and his name
is Tony" she says. Awaiting our first introduction, he grabbed my hand to
kiss it. I smile and looks closer at my first costar, adoring his ripped
chest and abs. He stands next to me, lifts my hand, and helps me get up on
my knees on the bed, so we can be the same height. I feel his arm wrap
around my tiny waist, and we both look to the camera.

"Well, Candy, what do you think so far?" Sheila asks.

"Can I keep him when this is over today, Sheila? He is as hot as you said,"
I reply. Laughing, I rub across his hard chest. I can't take my hands off
of him. We both look at each other. Softly, he leans in and kisses me on
the lips. I didn't know a man could be so strong and kiss, as soft as Tony
did to me.

"I think you two can take it from here, so I will just watch and enjoy."
Sheila says, laughing.

Tony and I start to make out and explore each other. I shuddered, at the
feel of his huge black hands on my tiny white body. He rubbed and caressed
my body, like he was on his wedding night with a new bride. I felt so
special. I forgot that there was a camera in the room filming us. His hot
kisses moved to my neck and shoulders, sending goose bumps up and down my
body. I loved to look down and see the contrast between our bodies, as we
made out. His thick arms moved around me, and I could not wait any longer
to remove that towel from his waist. Glancing at that black cock for the
first time, i began to pant even louder and kissed him on the lips, sliding
my tongue deep into his mouth. I wanted his tongue to feel what I was gonna
do to that awesome looking black dick.

I looked at Sheila and said, "I should have worn bridal lingerie, because I
could marry this one. He is so hot! Damn!"

"Well then, make it a honeymoon scene, you two," she says, laughing out
loud.

I look up into Tony's eyes, trying to say please. Please take me as your
wife. Smiling, he pretends to slip a ring on my finger and said, "I Do." I
smile really big and give him the most passionate kiss I can possibly
deliver. We fall to the bed still lip locked and getting very hot. Tony
pulls me on top of his rock hard body. Feeling my tiny ass, he slides me up
and down. I rub back and forth on him, and I feel his cock wedging between
my legs. My thong does little to keep me from feeling the thickness of his
cock. I raise my hips and allow a better feel of him against me, as I grind
myself against his cock. I start to kiss my way down his chest, admiring
every inch of the way. I wrap my lips around the head of his cock, sucking
and teasing the head, getting my first taste. I grab it with my hand,
stroking that black cock in my tiny hand, and lick the head, smearing my
own on saliva his cock. The taste of it was almost hypnotic, and all I
could do was lick him all over. Up and down the back of the shaft, I traced
the huge vein to his balls.

Tony slides his hand under my hair to control my head, and pushes me a
little way down the shaft, hiding half of his dick in my mouth. The tip of
his cock presses at the entrance of my throat, and I slide back to the
head. Very, Very slow moves allowing me to enjoy all the passion of a new
bride for her husband. I pause for a second with Tony's cock at my lips to
look at him. Then I said, "I Will!" Feeling the press of Tony's hand, I go
back to allowing him to use me, as a husband wanting his desires
satisfied. I know he enjoyed seeing that black shaft slipping back and
forth into my white mouth. I didn't feel like he was fucking my
mouth. Rather, he knew exactly what I wanted, and I wanted his cock in my
mouth, as long as he needed it to be.

The juices from my labor of love streamed down to his balls and had covered
me really good. Looking at me, he saw how weak eyed and so in love with
what I was doing for him. " 'CC', my new bride, get next to your husband!"
Tony told me. I rose and slid up Tony's body to where my head rested under
his chin. I grabbed that hard cock with my left hand. Tony kissed me on the
forehead, then pulled my chin to where he can kiss me. We kiss for a
moment, and he moves my tiny body up on top of him, as we finish. Reaching
down, I feel him rub his cock back and forth over the white bride's
pussy. Feeling that cock against my boy pussy sent my body into a
frenzy. "Tony, I want that cock inside me now!" I said.

I reach to grab the tube that I had hidden under my pillow and turns to my
ass cheeks, where his cock is, and squeeze out a good amount. Pushing my
two middle fingers in, I prepare myself for his entrance. Tony takes that
as a sign to begin making me his wife. I lie back down on his huge chest,
and he takes total control of my body. His hands reach down behind me. I
feel him pressing his cock against my boy pussy, harder and harder. Moving
my hips up to give him a better angle to work with, his cock points
straight up my gut. When I feel him enter me, I can only squeal a little
and wince, when that cock stretches my sphincter. He doesn't move another
inch, allowing me to get comfortable with his size. Gasping and moaning
like a dog in heat, I just try to keep the right position.

I push up just a little against his chest and looks into my new husband's
eyes. "You are so wonderful. We just might talk marriage, when this is
over, baby!" I tell Tony. When I feel his hip and cock start to move, my
eyes rolled back deeper into the sockets. He kept his hand on his hard cock
to keep it from sliding out of me. It took several moves, but Tony managed
to get that chocolate cock deep inside of his new, white, teenaged wife. My
legs spread wide over his thighs. My boy pussy was so hot. Tony began to
slide in and out of me, feeling my cunt stretching as he moved. I begged
him to make me his wife. With long, fast strokes, he pushed and pulled my
tiny body, making me squeal and produce some really weird noises. Breathing
so heavily, my chest was heaving up and down.

Using movements that I could not imitate in my own play sessions, Tony
plowed that black cock in and out of my cunt. Pushing my tiny body up and
down, we were coming up off the bed. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck Me!" I
yelled. Grunting and panting louder than me, Tony slapped his hips against
mine. I loved that black cock being slammed inside of me. "It is time for
you to get your black cock initiation, Candy!" Tony said and didn't seem so
nice this time. He pushed me off, and I was on my back on the bed. He
grabbed my ankles and pushed them back to my chest, spreading and bending
me, like a pretzel.

"You see, Candy. We love white pussy, and we love showing how you will
never want a white cock, after I am done with you. So, get your little ass
ready, Star!" Tony says. Tony presses that cock into my tiny ass and raises
up on his toes, slamming my head against the headboard. He was harder and
rougher than I was used too, ever. That long black cock pounded me harder
and harder. "Tony, please, you are hurting me!" I say. I can't figure out
why he is doing this, so I just decide to enjoy it while it lasts. My boy
clit jerks, and I send a huge orgasm all over my chest and shoulders. Tony
doesn't take it as any indication to slow down, and he keeps going. I have
begun to sweat, and I am loving the black cock I am impaled on.

"Come on, Tony! Fuck that little white boy pussy. I want you to put that
black seed deep inside of me," I said.

"You little white bitch, you are gonna swallow this load of black cum," he
murmurs. Pulling out of my cunt, he jerks me by the hair to his cock and
jams it in my face. "Open up, slut!" he said.

I open my mouth wide, just in time to catch 7 or 8 thick streams of hot
cum. He covers my face and mouth, commanding me not to swallow, until the
camera catches it. I keep it for him to see. The cameraman comes over, as
Tony stuffs his cock in my mouth with the last drop of cum. I open my eyes
to see him above me, and Tony tell me to show it off for the camera.
Gasping, in one swallow, I gulp down the huge load of Tony's cum. I look up
at him and the cameraman with a huge smile on my face, as I hear Sheila in
the background clapping and cheering. My head falls back to the bed, and I
just lie there completely exhausted.

"Well, I think everyone is going to love you, Candy. I know Tony does. We
all laugh, and I rise up to kiss Tony, thanking him for a really good fuck.