The Zebra Lounge: Can Four White Girls Resist The Temptation of The Zebra Lounge by Chloe Daily

Author:Chloe Daily [Daily, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2024-01-13T00:00:00+00:00

Part 4: Martina

"Hic, sorry. Excuse me," said Martina as she tried to suppress the hiccups. For one of the only times in her life, she had loosened up a little and had gotten drunk. She knew it was going to be the last time she would get to loosen up like that, as she was getting married in three days' time. "You two sure you don't mind taking me home?"

"No, not at all," said Eddie as he grinned at her. He was driving the car, and his buddy Dylan had gotten in the back seat with Martina for some reason. "It's no trouble at all."

"That's right," added Dylan, "one of our jobs is to escort the dancers home, make sure they get there safe, so why not you? You lost your ride and are too drunk to even think about driving anyway."

All three of them were still soaking wet from having to run to Eddie's car in the pouring rain. It was raining even harder now, pounding down on the roof of the car. "I can't thank you enough. You two are real gentlemen. It’s so nice you’d help a woman in distress."

"Oh, don’t worry about it. It’s our pleasure," said Eddie.

"And it’ll be yours," added Dylan with a smile.

The two black guys laughed at that, but Martina didn’t get the joke. She sat back in her seat and looked at her saviors. Both black guys had goatees and shaved heads. They were both masses of muscles, even more so than Ricardo and Carter. Eddie had dark black skin, while Dylan was much lighter. She couldn’t help casting a glance down to see if they had bulges like she had seen on the strippers, and to her surprise, they did. She could see the outlines of their two huge cocks running down their pants legs.

“You see something you like down there?” asked Dylan, catching her staring at his bulge.

Martina blushed, but the white Russians had well and truly lowered her inhibitions. “You two look just as big as the strippers I saw earlier."

"We're black, aren't we?" asked Eddie.

"Are all black guys big?" she asked.

"Of course they are," said Dylan with a smile. "That's why black guys make much better lovers."

Yesterday, Martina wouldn't have believed him, but today, after everything she had seen at the bar and knowing that Lucy and even married Chloe were sleeping with black guys at this moment, she was easily convinced. She wondered where Carla was? One thing was for sure: there was no way her bigoted friend was with a black guy.

Martina turned back to look at the road, but the glare of the oncoming headlights made her dizzy. She soon found her attention being drawn back to the black guys's crotches. She couldn’t explain it, but she had an overwhelming desire to see what they were packing in there. "If I give you guys a good tip, will you let me see your penises?"

"Babe, we ain't strippers," said Eddie, and Martina felt her hopes sink, but then he smiled and added, "You don’t need to pay us.

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