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Southern Comfort 2
Ming-La Goes Black
By
Jan
Patti's nail salon was a regular hot bed of interracial lesbian sex. Patti hired a young woman from Thailand named Ming-La. A tinny little woman, she was only four-foot nine and weighed only 95 pounds. She was only nineteen years old and was recently married. What attracted her to Patti was her long satiny black hair. It was straight and so long that she could sit on it. Her nails were a half-inch long and perfectly manicured.
She fit right in to Patti's shop. She was a diligent worker and extremely friendly. The other girls and customers found her to be a delight. Everyone was entertained to hear her saying southern colloquialisms with a Thai accent.
Patti talked to all her girls during lulls in the workday. She wanted to know everything about her girls. If they were not lesbians she wanted to do her best to introduce them to the lifestyle if nothing else.
It was hard for Patti to learn about Ming-La because she was a shy, quiet and demure girl. In her conversations with Ming-La in time she learned that her husband was a jealous man. He would never consider performing oral sex on her. She also learned that he had a tiny pencil dick. Not that Ming-La had that much experience with other men. The only other penis she had ever seen was that of a family before she had married. The worst thing for the young girl was his lack of foreplay and quick climaxes which always left Ming-La totally unsatisfied.
Unknown to Patti Ming-La had fantasies about some of her clients. Some of them turned her on so much that after they left the salon she would retreat to the bathroom and masturbate. Her fantasies would include domination by these women. She would climax thinking about being forced to perform all kinds of oral acts on specific clients.
She was especially drawn to a tall black woman that frequented the heath-spa next door. She was a had a very dominate personality. She just exuded confidence. Her name was Sandra. There was a huge physical contrast between them. Ming-La the tinny golden skinned girl and Sandra was the quintessential Amazon.
Sandra was at least six-feet tall. She was a lean and sinewy muscular gal who had a personal trainer keeping her in shape for body building competitions. Her black skin shinned like it was oiled all the time. Her hair was cut short like Grace Jones. She also wore the wildest florescent lip-gloss on her thick full lips. She was always dressed very femininely even when she was coming from her workouts. She had a preference for leather mini skirts and sports bra type tops. It was obvious she like to show off her body.
Because of her weightlifting her nails were not very long. No one likes to back off a nail back to the quick. She came in expressing a desire to let her nails grow before a companion. She was stopping by the shop two or three time a week getting her nails manicured and painted to match her lipstick. Her nails grew quickly and were thick. With care they grew a half-inch in a month. Ming-La would apply three coats of lacquer over two coats of the wild colors to protect them. It would take lots of time and Ming-La would chat with her while they dried if she didn't have a lot of other customers. Neither knew the other was having fantasies about the other. Sandra was a bisexual that had a thing for tinny girls she could dominate.
Ming-La had a gentle touch. Sandra made a comment that she loved having her hold her hands for hours. Ming-La blushed, inside her heart skipped a beat and she felt her pussy juices wetting her panties. She was so smitten by her African Goddess. After Sandra would leave Ming-La retreat to the bathroom and franticly masturbate with fantasies of Sandra ravishing her pussy with those incredibly thick lips and her long tongue.
It was so obvious to Patti and the other girls in the salon that Patti finally asked her, "If you want her that much why don't you just ask her if she would like to party with you?" All Ming-La could do is blush. It became a joke around the shop when she came back after masturbating. The girls would ask her if she washed her hands afterwards or could they smell them? Ming-La would just hang her head and blush.
Ming-La found herself fantasying about Sandra when her husband was fucking her. She would be dreaming about Sandra with a long-thick strap-on dildo pounding her pelvis until she felt like the dildo would drill a hole right through to her ass.
Her husband would even comment that he had never seen she so demonstrative or loud during lovemaking. All Ming-La would do is blush and think to herself.If you only knew!
After three months Sandra's nail had grown to a good inch and a half long. Ming-La would airbrush them with delicate designs to compliment her lip-gloss and clothes. Sandra would relate all the compliments she was getting on her nails to Patti and the girls in the shop and how much she loved Ming-La. Sandra would hug and kiss Ming-La on the cheek and forehead.
She would say, "I have to credit my sweet little Princess Ming-La for her incredible work on my nails!"
Ming-La would blush and hang her head shyly as she sported a huge lipstick mark on her cheek and forehead. She would be weak kneed with desire and her secret desire for Sandra to ravish her body right there if front of everyone. Little did she know that Sandra would love nothing better that to force Ming-La to the floor right there and rip her panties off and drive her tongue into her cunt so deep that she would cut the ligament under her tongue on her teeth. That had been the reason she had even decided to let her nail grow. She wanted to be close to this tinny oriental girl. She was going to return home and masturbate as she thought about this sexy little girl. Ming-La was so shy and retarding and fairly newly married Sandra had no idea that Ming-La was just as horny for her as she was. She thought that if she made a pass at the doll like oriental beauty it would turn her off and she would never want to see her again.
It took Patti to take Sandra aside and tell her, "Sandra you have to seduce Ming-La. She is driving us crazy, she goes into the bathroom after you leave and masturbates so much that we can hear her moaning."
Sandra was thrilled at the news. While Ming-La was touching up her nails the next day, Sandra whispered to Ming- La, "would you like to come to my home and let me cook you dinner in thanks for your work on my nails? She added that she should ask her husband's permission."
Ming-La's heart skipped a beat. "My husband is a very jealous man but it would be Ok with me to have dinner with a woman friend."
They agreed on a date for the next Friday evening after work. Sandra gave Ming-La her address, phone number and directions to her home. Ming-La was as nervous a schoolgirl on her first date, the rest of the week. Patti and the girls could see how nervous she was and knew better than to tease her. Ming-La might just bolt if they gave her a bad time about a date with her black Amazon.
Ming-La had made an excuse to her husband about having dinner after work with the girls at the shop. They were going to a movie in town. Her husband grumbled but voiced no objections. Ming-La knew that she would smell of sweat and chemicals she used for removing fingernail polish and the solutions she used to soften nails and hands. She selected a nice dress and undergarments to change into after work.
When Friday came she offered to close up shop. Patti knew why of course. She smiled to herself and simple hung around long enough after the other girl's left to offer to help Ming-La to get ready for her date. Ming-La was only mildly upset that Patti knew why she was staying in town this evening.
Patti did not want to look like she was pushing Ming-La and allowed her to use the shower in he bathroom by herself. When Ming-La came out she was dressed in a very nice red silk dress. Patti helped put her makeup on and locked up after them as Ming-La got in her car to drive to Sandra's home. She could not even count the number of time she thought about turning around and going home.
When she found the address she parked at the curb and sat there wiping her hands on the steering wheel trying to dry them. She was just about to back out and leave when the door opened and she saw Sandra standing in the door.
She came out to the curb and opened the car door. She was dressed in a very fashionable. Her dress was a cotton light summer weight that was wrinkle free. The bright orange color made her dark skin look even darker. Sandra wrapped her arms around Ming-La and hugged her and kissed her on the cheek in a warm greeting. As she turned to escort her tinny guest she kept her left hand resting on the hip as she guided her guest into her modern home.
The home was very modern. Sandra took pride in showing it off. The rooms were filled with the fragrance of cooking and the pleasant smell of fresh baked bread. The apartment walls were bright colored with splashes of earthen tones. The spacious windows were double pained so that the air-conditioning was not wasted trying to cool the outdoors.
Ming-La was impressed with the room set up as a library, trophy room. There were trophies proclaiming Sandra as first, second or third place victor in many bodybuilding contests. There were a number of photographs of her assuming posies that showed off her glinting muscles. Her posing costumes could hardly be called a bikini. The gold triangles hardly covered her areolas and pubic mound. Ming-La was very excited by the near nakedness. She tried to hide her excitement as she followed Sandra around the house. She was looking at her and imagining her without her clothes on.
Sandra had prepared a supper from an old family recipe. They enjoyed a leisurely meal. They talked about their families past. Ming-La had come from a large family of rural farmers in Thailand. Her family fled the country during the political unrest and migrated to southern U.S.A. thinking climate and a type of farming would be closer to their way of life back home. Ming-La was born in the US and has no first hand knowledge of Thailand. Just the same her marriage had been arranged to join two families from the same homeland area.
Sandra related about how her ancestors had been brought to the south and forced to adopt Christian names and forbidden to speak their languages. They came from so many diverse family groups that spoke so many different languages that their native languages were forgotten within one generation. What was known of family relationships was passed down on the women's side of the family. Sandra was only four generations removed from slavery. She knew enough about her origin to know that her grandmothers had been selected for breading to the strongest bucks to produce strong work-hands. After the laws were hatched to stop the importation of slaves the owners took a strong interest in breading programs and bread them like they did their finest horses. They even logged the breading in the same logs they kept for animal stock.
She flexed her arm from across the table and laughed that she was the result of the program. Ming-La thought that she did look like a black cat with her dark shining muscles. When they were finished eating and the dishes were in the dishwasher, they took advantage of the evening breezes and sat on a glider on the veranda. They enjoyed the smell of magnolias and watched the fireflies as the sipped iced tea.
As Sandra sat her tall glass down on a table next to the glider she turned to Ming-La and said, "Do you know that I find you very attractive?"
Ming-La blushed coyly and giggled as she responded, I find you to very beautiful too." She was hopping that Sandra meant the same thing she did but feared that she was commenting in a friendly way. That fear was quickly dispelled when Sandra placed her arm around her and drew her close to her body to kiss her on the mouth.
Ming-La's tinny body was like a child next to Sandra and she was having a sexual thrill unequaled in her experience. She felt so weak in the arms of this Amazon. She offered no resistance as Sandra pried her mouth open with her tongue. The thrill of being kissed by this black woman caused her to have a climax without anyone even touching her cunt.
Sandra felt Ming-La's climax and was thrilled that this exotic beauty was so easily aroused. She knew that she could do anything she wanted with her. She picked her up in her arms and carried her into the house like a child she was about to put to bed.
When she closed the bedroom door with her foot and crossed the room Ming-La was so excited she thought she was about to cum again. Sandra undressed her like she was a doll. She found her so soft and childlike that she felt like her strong hands she could break her like a matchstick.
When Ming-La was totally naked she was placed on the bed where she sat transfixed as Sandra removed her own clothing. She had been hoping to see her naked body all evening and now she was undressing right in front of her.
Sandra had dressed deliberately with the hope that she was going to be able to strip for this young woman. She had selected bra and panties that would stand out in stark contrast to her black skin. The dark skin showing through the lace of her white underwear looked like frosting on a cake. Ming-La absent-mindedly reached for her cunt to masturbate herself.
Sandra slapped her hand away. Ming-La had not even consciously known she had been reaching between her legs. It started her that her wrist stung so much from the slap. Sandra told her that she could not touch herself unless she told her to do so.
"Have you ever made love to a woman before?"
Ming-La, "No! All I have ever done is dream about what it would be like."
Sandra smiled, "You are going to find out what it is like right now!"
She took off her bra and dropped it on the floor. Her breasts were like grapefruits placed on her muscular chest. It was hard to believe that her areolas could be any darker than her skin but they were a little different in color and texture. They looked dryer for some reason. The nipples looked rubbery. Ming-La repositioned herself in an effort to suck on one of the breasts. Sandra understood her desire and lifted her left breast with her right hand and fed it to her little oriental doll.
Ming-La found it so exciting to suck on the Amazon's breast. She pressed her face into the soft flesh and thrilled at the feel of the strong body's muscles ripple under her hands.
Sandra let her suck for a while before she replaced one tit with the other. When she felt that her new lover had sucked long enough she pulled her breast out of the clinging mouth.
She hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties that were hardly more that a posing-strap and pulled them down. Her pubis was shaved in a way that only left a V above her cunt. The hair was tightly curled and looked like it would be a rough as steel springs. Ming-La reached out and touched it with her fingertips. The hair was surprisingly soft to the touch.
Sandra laced her strong finger through Ming-La's long straight hair and forcefully pulled her head tightly against her cunt. Ming-La could smell the lilac soap on her body but the smell that was turning her on the most was the odor of her cunt.
The outer skin of Sandra's labia was a dark chocolate color while the skin inside changed to a red like freshly cut meat. The hood that covered her clit was dark and the little clit looked like a red finger. Ming-La didn't get to see it very long before her face was pressed against the wet flesh. She was thrilled to find that the skin was so soft and slippery. As she lapped at the flesh with her tongue it felt like her tongue was being coated with a warm sweet substance.
Sandra humped the face between her legs. When she was about to climax she smashed Ming-La's face against her cunt with such force Ming-La could not breathe. When Sandra completed her climax and let go of Ming-La's head the girl had to pull her head back and pant for air. When she recovered her breath she found that she was having a climax too. All this and no one even touched her own cunt yet.
Now it was Sandra's turn to taste the body of her oriental doll. She got on the bed and lay next to Ming-La stroking her body with her hands and kissing her flesh as if she were trying to memorize every inch. The skin was an even color of her oriental heritage. Her areolas were like chocolate candy kisses on cupcake sized breasts. The pubic hair was as straight as the hair on her head. The hair was sparse along the length of her crack. The effect was to give her the look a girl much younger than she was.
Sandra devoured her body with her eyes, hands and mouth. At one point she took hold of Ming-La's legs by the knees and rolled her up until her knees were resting next to her ears. Her little behind was curled up and pointing towards the ceiling. Sandra stuck out her big red tongue and wiped her crotch from the start of her crack on her butt. She licked and kissed the little brown anus then she stuck her tongue deep into the little cunt. When she reached the clitoris she sucked it into her mouth after she flipped it with her tongue.
Ming-La was beside herself as she watched what Sandra was doing to her. She was so excited she thought she could not stand it. She begged Sandra to let her rest for a moment. With her knees pinning her shoulders she had to reach around her legs to place her hands on Sandra's head. She could not push her head away. She was wrapped up so tightly that she was almost powerless. When she climaxed again she blacked out. Her eyes saw red for a moment and then nothing. The next thing she knew she was stretched out on the bed and Sandra was stroking her forehead.
She was disoriented and it took a moment for her to understand what had happened and where she was. Then the tingled in her cunt reminded her what she had done. She glanced at the clock. She could not believe that it was so late. She told Sandra that she had to get home.
She dressed as quickly as she could. Sandra followed her to the door and gave her one last kiss. Ming-La took one last look as her black Amazon as she rushed to her car. The memory of her standing in the door was burned into her mind.
Her husband was asleep and hardly moved when she slipped into bed. She was up and made breakfast before getting her husband off to work. Then she drove to work herself.
The moment she got to the salon Patti asked how her date was? Ming-La blushed and cast her eyes towards the floor. She meekly whispered that it had been a nice evening. Patti stood behind her and placed her hands on her shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Did she make you cum?"
Ming-La shook her head up and down in an affirmative response.
Patti said, "You have to tell me all about it!"
Ming-La was not sure she could tell anyone what had happened last night but she started talking about getting ready to visit Sandra and before long she was telling Patti about what she had been thinking about as she drove home.
When she looked at Patti she saw that Patti had her hand between her kegs rubbing her cunt. Rather that be embarrassed Patti smiled and reached out and felt her little tit. Patti follows that up with a kiss that had her head spinning. Patti told her that someday they would have to have a date too.
Ming-La's head was spinning all day. Was every woman she met a lesbian? She saw all of the girl's in the shop flirting with their customers and saw the women in the chairs copping a feel of the girls now and then. She felt like a naive child that she had not seen that before.
Sandra came into the shop just before closing. All of the girls had knowing expression on their faces. Ming-La blushed as Sandra took her hands and kissed her on the mouth. She invited her to come with her to her next body building contest. Ming-La was flattered but had no ideas how she would be able to find a way to get away for the three days. She finally told her husband that she had been asked to accompany one of her customers who was to compete in a body building contest to Atlanta. There were going to be several women to help with hair and clothes. Her husband was only interested in what she was going to be paid. At any rate after work on Friday Sandra picked her up for their trip.
She picked up her bag of clothes and her manicure kit. Sandra opened the trunk of the car and they put her stuff in the back. When she opened the passenger door Ming-La saw that there were two women in the back seat.
The one on her side was another black woman that was almost as large as Sandra was. The second woman was a middle aged white woman. She was a plump looking woman. Sandra introduced them as her coach Charlie and her training partner Velma. Ming-La reached over the seat to shake their hands before sitting down and buckling her seatbelt. She was the only one that had a dress on. The other three women were in gym shorts, tank tops and cross trainer shoes on.
Sandra drove them to the interstate highway. They were well on the way before the sun went down. Ming-La could not see Velma behind her without turning around but she could see Charlie by turning her head.
As the conversation trailed off and the music from the radio became boring Ming-La was starting to drift off. Then she heard some moaning sounds coming from the back seat. She looked over and could only see Charlie's legs. She had a little trouble turning sideways in her seat so that she could look under her headrest to see the back seat.
What she saw was Charlie with one arm around Velam and the other hand under her tank top. She was kissing her and Velma was the one moaning. She watched as Charlie pulled her gym shorts down and started masturbating her. She felt her own pussy getting wet as Charlie put her head between Velma's legs and started sucking her cunt.
She felt Sandra's strong hand on her knee and looked over at her. She turned around so that she was facing forward as Sandra's hand worked its way up her thigh. She didn't know what to do. When Sandra gave her panties a little tug she knew what she wanted. She lifted her butt up enough and reached under her dress and rolled her panties down. She used her feet to kick them off. They were left on the floorboard of the car as Sandra's finger sought out her clit and soon had her moaning her own song in counterpoint to Velma's.
When they got to Atlanta and checked into their room. They dropped their bags and Charlie pulled Velma down on the first bed. They were out of their clothes in no time. Sandra flung her clothes at a chair and then undressed Ming-La. As Sandra went down on her Ming-La was looking at Charlie going down on Velma. She found it very erotic to be watching a woman sucking the black girl in the bed next to her as the black Amazon was sucking her cunt. Sandra did change placed with Ming-La long enough to get sucked off before they all fell asleep.
The next day they got the girl's entered in the contest and took care of the formalities of the drawing of the competition order. As they milled around the room Ming-La stayed with Charlie. She felt like a child next to the middle-aged woman. She accepted the protective arm around her waist.
She also noticed that a lot of the women were holding each other affectionately. Some were even making out with each other. Charlie said, "The girl's would be busy for a couple of hours why don't we return to the room. Ming-La gave her a look and then looked for Sandra. When she caught her eye, Charlie held up the room access card and gestured upwards.
Sandra smiled and gave them a wave as Charlie led Ming-La towards the elevators. In the room Charlie opened the guest bar and made them a couple of drinks. They sat on Charlie's bed and Charlie asked about her relationship with Sandra. As they were talking Charlie started feeling her up. Ming-La didn't know if she should allow her to do that to her. By the time Charlie had her hand in her dress playing with her tits, she dropped her glass on the bed and she felt the ice slide under her hip.
The bed felt wet by the time Charlie had her undressed. Who gives a shit? Charlie was out of her shorts and tank top in quick order and was sucking her pussy. She turned around on the bed so that she could mount Ming-La's head.
Ming-La was looking up at the sandy blonde pubic hair that covered her cunt. She was just getting into the way Charlie was sucking her cunt and grinding her pussy into her mouth when the door opened.
She froze as Velma and Sandra came in. Sandra said, "I can't let you out of my sight a minute!"
Ming-La thought she was mad at her for a moment before both black women laughed. They stripped out of their clothes and got on the bed. They sucked on the two bodies and stimulating them with their hands.
For the next two days it opened a new world to Ming-La watching the competition and having sex with one white and two black women.
The first day of compassion was exciting. There was the infectious thrill when a competitor advanced to the next level of competition and the disappointment when they were eliminated. Some took the rejection as a challenge to improve what they perceived as some physical developmental deficiency. Others complained that they were rejected because of everything from judges being bought to contestants sleeping with the judges. The losers never accept that they are out of shape.
Charlie and Ming-La were as thrilled as anyone as Sandra and Velma made the finals in their weight classes. Both of them got first place in their weight class. The last contest was best of the show. That pitted all of the weight classes against each other. As if bodybuilding reflects real life size counts. Sandra being the largest contestant won the overall trophy with a title Ms. World.
The party afterwards was wild. There were lots of pictures and the party lasted into the morning hours. It moved from the banquet hall the private room of one of the patrons of the competition. Ming-La consumed far too much wine. She found a corner and sat down. Before long she was dropping off to sleep.
Ming-la woke up with a foul taste in her mouth. It took her a few moments to remember where she was. When she looked around the furniture and floor was covered with naked bodies. Those that were not asleep were engaged in all manner of lesbian sex. She had to step carefully over the bodies to get to the bathroom where she planned to rinse her mouth out and empty her painfully full bladder.
When she opened the door the bathroom was occupied. Two women were in the spacious tub. One was between the legs of the other and was being felt up. There was a woman setting on the toilet as well. Ming-La recognized her as one of the finalist in the contest. Her legs were spread lewdly. She was sitting on the edge of the ring and an older woman with blue hair was kneeling between her legs. She was eating the cunt of the Amazon.
Ming-La was a little embarrassed to ask, but nature was demanding that she empty her bladder before she peed on the floor. She shyly asked the woman if she could use the toilet.
The woman looked at her and smiled. She grabbed the hair of the older woman and said, "Bitch, this sweet China Doll needs a toilet."
Ming-La wanted to correct her, by telling her she was not Chinese but did not have the nerve.
The woman looked at Ming-La and crawled on her knees to her. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth. The Amazon told her to go ahead and pee in her mouth. She assured her that the bitch loves it. Ming-La was in no place to argue the point. She could not hold it back much longer. She lifted her dress pulled her panties down to her knees and thrust her pubis over the mouth and let go. The woman swallowed as fast as she could but urine did spill out of her mouth and ran down her body. When she finished the woman lapped her cunt to clean her up. Her reward was the comment from the Amazon, "Nice job bitch. Now get your ass back over here and make me cum."
Ming-La pulled her panties up and let her dress fall. Then she turned to the sink and picked up a bottle of mouthwash so that she could rinse out her mouth. She closed the door behind herself and went looking for Sandra. She did not see her as she worked her way through the room to the door.
When she got back to their room she found Charlie and Velma asleep curled up in each other's arm. She checked the bathroom and found Sandra kneeling in front of the toilet throwing up. Ming-La took a wash cloth from the towel bar and wet it with cold water. She knelt beside Sandra and held the wet cloth to her forehead.
Sandra was in a sad shape and was bemoaning her regret for drinking so much. She was sweaty and her breath was foul. Ming-La cleaned her up and dried her off. She got her to bed and knew from her past experience that she had to keep Sandra on her side. She cuddled up behind her so that Sandra could sleep it off.
The next morning Sandra was in no shape to drive home so Charlie did the driving. It was a jovial but somewhat subdued trip. There were a lot of remarks about never drinking that much again. Followed by laughter because they knew it would happen sooner or later.
When she was home she found her husband cold to her excitement about the competition. Only the girls at Patti's shop wanted to know everything. They were expressly interested in the sex. Ming-La found herself telling them about everything. Just a short time ago she would have been too embarrassed to tell anyone about what she saw and did. As the girls responded with obvious excitement about what she was telling them, she found herself going into extreme detail about her personal involvement.
One of the girls was sitting in one of the barber chairs as she was telling the story. One of the other girls stood behind the chair and reached over with both hands and placed them inside the bodice of her starched white uniform dress and took hold of her tits. There followed and orgy of lesbian sex before any customers arrived. The first customers that day were treated to such lavish treatment they would be spoiled.
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