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TJ Ryder
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Timmy at Club Mandingo was sorry his cousin
Jesse and his wife Lois were losing their house in this depression
but he was honest in saying there were no openings at the Club
where he worked, even if they pretended to be in the 'scene'.

The cruel facts were that the Mandingo gets hundreds of resumees
every week from very attractive Obeah white couples and singles
because theyr'e practically the only place on the Gulf Coast
doing any business at all.

As he reported in for work he dropped by the bulletin board
to give it one last check before calling them and besides
the Super Bowl promo and the rules for sissymaids and couples
at the Zebra Room he saw one thing that caught his eye!

Shaking his head as he read it, he sighed. What will they
come up with next? Ah well, he thought, if theyr'e really
desperate you got to use everything they have, so why not?
It's up to them after all'.

One hundred and fifty miles away in a bankrupt city called
Cape Coral, a very attractive, mid-thirties redhead entered
their two bedroom unit not looking at the red foreclosure
notice on the door, trying not to think about it. The buxom,
normally vibrant, young woman forced a smile at her slim, smallish
husband coming out of the bedroom where he had been surfing
the net for jobs.

"Hi honey," he said, kissing her on the cheek, "any luck?"

"No," she sighed, "nobody's hiring at the bank! In fact
the whole bank is being taken over by the FED. Too many
bad loans I guess!"

"Yeah, like ours! Well, I might have found something, I got
a call from my cousin Timmy, you remember him?"

She rolled her beautiful eyes and sat down on the couch,
crossing her shapely legs.

"That crazy, interracial swinger resort? Your'e not serious about
working there are you? And we don't have the money to be
in that scene any more anyway!"

"Um, well, fact is I only called him up because last year
he did say there was an opening; but that's gone! Or at least
there are no openings for a single, but there are a few openings
for couples, white couples, well, actually very special, white
couples!"

She looked up, interested, "I thought they didn't hire white
women at the Club, when you checked last year!"

"They don't hire many, that's true, but theyr'e getting some
big time, black athletes, NFL players and Superbowl promotions
and all. And you wouldn't believe it, but, first let me ask,
do you think you still can lactate?"

She was surprised, but nodded. "Well I guess so. When my sister
Oachia had her baby last year and couldn't give milk the doctor
induced lactation in me pretty easy, but of course the baby was
lactose intolerant anyway so I didn't have to! But nobody
pays nurse maids much anyway,... if anything! I checked a year ago!"

"Yeah, but...I guess what I'm saying is, what if you could,
would you do it, for good money?"

"Well yes, I, um, guess! But what's that got to do with Club
Mandingo, that's just a big, interracial, swinger resort?"

"Well, " he smiled, sitting besides her on the couch
and showed her a brocure.

"Timmy emailed me this and I printed it off! The Mandingo
is working with pro sports figures with lots of money,
and wants to offer what they call 'specialized services'!"

She turned the front page and saw the cover. "The New Threesome!"

She immediately looked at the huge black cock dangling between
the legs of a muscular giant, with his huge hands over the shoulders
of a slim white couple!

"Are they serious?"

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"I don't know honey, but Timmy says we have a shot at it, if we
want
to. He ought to know!"

She looked at the next page and gasped, but at the same time her
nipples got a little hard.

"Well, you did say you enjoyed nursing, honey!"

"Darling, that was for my niece's baby! This so-called fad is
grown men nursing; huge, black, football players nursing on your
wife's breasts!"

"Okay, forget it. Fact is I'd have to, well, act kind of like
Timmy anyway!"

"What do you mean? It sounds like I have to do all the work!"

"Well, Timmy sometimes has to wear some crazy outfits. And for
some reason, to work in the Zebra room they prefer white couples.
Married couples of what they call the 'right type!'"

"Oooh," she smiled, giggling at a sample waiter frilly outfit,
"well if I have to nurse a halfback you can at least wear
that little number; I'm sure it's just an act anyway!"

Jesse was uncertain how much of an act it would be, but
blushed at the thought. That left both of them blushing and
pondering.

"Well, Timmy said we don't have to worry too much about it
until we have the possibility of actually being hired!"

"Oh," she said, relieved and disappointed at the same time,
"it's not really probable then?"

"Honey, they hired Timmy and I look like him, and how many
nursemaids have you met who look like you do?"

She smiled, having worked hard to maintain her figure
and her big natural breasts only sagged a little bit.

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Two weeks later they got in their cheap, old car to make
drive out for the probation period at the Mandingo. They
had two suitcases, and both were nervous.

"How are your breasts honey?"

She frowned, "already getting a little tight. I guess I
didn't have much trouble lactating after all! But I brought
a breast pump just in case!"

He groaned, thinking just in case a pair of big black nigger
lips don't suck them before she needed it!

"That was the easiest part, getting my milk running, I guess
(giggle) it was harder for you!" She smiled at the bulge
in his shorts, where the mandatory chastity belt made his
blue balls bulge out. "Two weeks of enforced chastity dear,
how does it feel?"

"Feels like I'm going to pop!" he groused.

"Well that's what the employment application required.
But the good news is that if we pass the probation there's
a possibility you can have some relief!"

"It's going to be a long weekend!" he groaned. She giggled.

"A long Hard weekend for you boys!" she added with a smile.

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"Hi Jess, Lois," Timmy hugged them both as they pulled into
the employee parking lot, Lois trying not to laugh at his
appearance, and Jesse rolling his eyes! He was wearing
a short apron over his chastity belt almost to his
garters and a ruffled top and maid cap.

"Come on! This is what white boys wear at the Mandingo, if
wer'e lucky."

'I wasn't going to say anything," Lois smirked.

"Come on, let's go up to my room, where you'll have to stay
until you get hired. Jess, open your mouth!"

"Why?"

"Just do it, okay?" His cousin cooperated and Timmy peered in.

"Okay, good. I was afraid you didn't get your tongue studs!"

"I fucking hated that, I was sore for a week!"

"He did hate it," Lois smiled, "but he was very brave!
You don't suppose I'd have to do you?"

"I doubt it, your necessaries are a little lower, and
by the way, how's the milk coming?"

"Like a faucet! I was surprised myself! I'm actually
looking forward to nursing again!"

"Your'e so beautiful, Lois, your'e perfect. I'm sure that will
work, but there are 30 couples coming to the cattle call, at least
half will be disqualified during the screening, half the rest during
the cattle call!"

"Cattle call!" they both echoed.

"Yup, now before you put your application before the committee
I want to add some pictures we'll take on the beach!"

"What's a cattle call?" Jesse asked.

"They'll have you appear before a committee, take a good
look at you, ask some questions, usual stuff. Iv'e seen the other
couples, most of them, and your big advantage is that they usually
have one weak member, your'e both about right!"

"So wer'e going out on the beach, I'd like to see it!"
Lois said with a smile, admiring the opulent surroundings.

"Yup, first you both have to change, Iv'e laid it out on
the bed!"

Entering his small, one bedroom unit, Lois peeked into the
bedroom and turned around.

"I thought you said our outfits were on the bed!"

"They are, for the Clothing Optional Beach!" he added
with a laugh. "Look more closely!" He smiled when he heard
her shriek from the bedroom a minute later, and then
another scream from Jesse, who came back out

Timmy put up his palm, "clothing optional, remember?"
Jesse lowered his head, gritted his teeth and went back
in with the chastity tube.

After a bit, Lois called him in, and she did blush
when he stared at her.

"Timmy, I can't get the clasp to work? This won't be
what I'll have to wear at the cattle call is it?"

"No, this is just for some pix to go with your application
when the judges see you for the first time!"

"Timmy!" she smiled, "your little cock cage is moving!"

He swallowed, "your'e making me a little crazy, Lois!"
Her big, swaying breasts and her thong and the touch of her
smooth skin as he worked the clasp was making all the blood
rush from his head. Finally he got it!

"Okay let's go down to the beach!" Then he noticed
Jesse naked for the first time.

"Nope, sorry Jess, shave it off!"

"I did, back, legs, chest, everything, like you said!"

"Plus that!" he pointed to his triangle of blonde hair
around his genitals.

"Oh shit, shit... I don't believe this," as he took his
safety razor into the bathroom.

"Hey Jess, I didn't look at your butt cheeks, but that too! I'll
help if you want!" He turned to gape at Lois, who was looking
out the balcony at all the gorgeous black and white bodies.

"We can meet you out there if you want to go out now!"

She gasped, "In this?"

"Look at the patrons, what theyr'e wearing!"

"I suppose I do have to get used to it if I want to work here!"

"We'll be down there soon!" As soon as he watched her sweet
thonged butt as she go out the door, he went into the bathroom and
saw
Jesse struggling and cursing.

"You let Lois go out there by herself?"

"Jesse, relax, let those big black bulls hit on her
for a while and it will give her confidence!" Jesse groaned.

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"Wow Jess," she smiled as he laid beside her on the sandy beach,
looking at his pale body and the chastity cage his only piece of
apparel.

"Don't start now!"

"No, I'm not, I know this is very hard for you,
hard, (giggle)!"

He shook his head, groaning. "At least I'm not alone!"

"I know, isn't it amazing? I see other white cuckold couples
and many are voluntarily wearing chastity belts!"

'They have to!" Jess said. "Their wives make them!
Timmy says lots of black bulls won't approach a white couple
unless he sees a flag like that, or that medallion your'e wearing
now!"

"Like it?" she smiled. "Timmy had me put it on!"

Timmy came over and took some shots. "Come on, Lois,
give me that pouty look. Remember you have to pretend your'e
a black-only wife to get this job!" Lois started at that and
Jess tensed up also.

Timmy came over to them, "Look guys, smile up at me. Lois,
pretend I'm a big black bull with 12 dangling inches!"

"Ooh!" she put a hand to her mouth to stifle a laugh. Timmy
took several shots, and then waved for Jesse to come over,
leaving Lois posed on one elbow, exposing her beautiful breasts
perfectly.

"What's up?"

"I'm substituting a stand-in for you and I wanted to give
you a heads up!" He walked over and informed Lois of that also,
who asked him who it was.

"Just a guy works in the bar at the Mandingo, nice guy.
Just pretend he's flirting and smile, invite him to sit down
and talk, and he'll tell you more about the work here.
After a bit, I'm going to send Jesse over to join you
and take pix of the three of you! We need this for your
application!"

"Thanks so much for your help here, Timmy! Where is this
person?"

Looking around he saw several naked black bulls playing frisbee
down the beach in the surf. "HEY JAMAHL!" he yelled, and
he looked back and said "Jamahl owes me a couple favors so
don't worry. Besides, he's going to think I'm doing him another
favor when he gets a good look at you!"

'Oh!" And then her mouth dropped open as she looked past
his side to the approaching black man. "He's naked!
Jesse followed her look and gasped from off to the side and
Lois smiled at him, making a little gesture with her hands, as if
it was two feet long.

Timmy moved back, "I'm going to get out of the way so
it's just you. So just talk, pretend to flirt and after
a bit Jesse will come join you!"

Jesse walked away from his wife, feeling like he was leaving
her to a big black man with an enormous schlong dangling between his
legs and joined Timmy as he focussed the camera
to watch his gorgeous wife's expression change as Jamahl
came over with a grin. Shock, awe, disbelief, and her
nipples getting hard when he did a closeup, the tip of
her pink tongue moistening her lips.

Lois tried to look at his smiling face, but always
she had to look down at the dangling, foot-long, thick
black cock. After exchanging introductions, Jamahl
was invited to sit besides her, and he did, the touch
of his warm black skin on her elbow electrifying.

"Haw, ah guess Timmy doin me another favor heah,
haw haw! Ah been in pictures befo, so we can talk normal
cause its no sound. So, pretty lady, you applyin heah?"

"Well, yes, hoping to, um, with my husband!"

"Figured that was him over there, looks a lot like
Timmy!"

"Theyr'e first cousins!"

"Well, yo got mah vote fo sho! If ah saw yo heah alone
ah'd be makin mah own pitch anyway! Aw, yeahh, when
yo move lahk dat, it gettin me goin awraht!"

"Oooohhh, I'm sorry!" She tried not to gaze
but his giant flaccid organ was rising, becoming
even bigger as he lay besides her, arching up.

Watching her reaction with amusement, looking over
at her husband's little cock in its cage, he shook his
head.

"Awraht, yo definitely aint been with niggas befo,
let alone at the Mandingo!"

"Is it that obvious? We do need this job!"

Jamahl leaned over and whispered in her ear and
she laughed and blushed.

Jesse was wondering what he said, also looking
with disbelief at his black erection inches from his
beautiful wife as they looked now like they were actually
flirting.

"What are they saying?"

"Okay Jess, your turn!"

"What am I supposed to do?"

"I want you to go over to the refreshment stand, get a tray
with two iced teas and walk over there and come from the back
so I can get all your fronts. And politely serve your wife
and her new friend and hang around a bit till I give you a signal!"

"Oh, but...!"

"Come on, Jesse. I just need one shot with you
smiling as you dip down and serve them. I mean what do you
think you'll be doing here? Most of the time your'e a waiter!"

He groaned, and fifteen minutes later, he watched his
blushing face approach with the tray. Jamahl expected it
and smiled up at him, grinning at his tiny caged penis.

Lois smiled, "Oh this is so sweet, Timmy's idea I bet!
Thank you honey. Jesse, this is Jamahl!"

"How yo doin chief!"

"H-hello, um, p-pleased to meet you sir!"

"Pleased to meet you too, boy, speshully yo pretty wife heah!"

Lois beamed, "did Timmy say anything else he wanted?"

He blushed, "well, um, he did hope you and Jamahl
would kiss with me here!"

"Oooh, um, is that all right with you, Jamahl?"

"Mo than all right! But if you wanna pretend your'e
Mandingo reglars, be a little mo foreward! Timmy probly
figured your'e not ready!"

"What would they do?" she asked.

"Well, reason we cruise de tourists buck naked is to
save time. De white wimmins love to grab our cocks,
heft our balls and stuff lahk dat. Show em to dere
sissy husbands!"

"oooh," she gasped. Looking up at her husband,
"what should I do, honey?"

Jesse looked over at Timmy who was motioning for them
to get going.

"Timmy's gesturing, it's up to you I guess, if you,
um, want to!"

Lois looked over at Timmy, "I guess since he's doing
so much for us, "would it be all right, Jamahl?"

"Yo kiddin, ah be achin fo yo awready, haw haw!"

With that she tentatively put her small soft white
hand over, and touched the base of his penis, which erected
harder at the touch, leaping up, so warm and stiff.

"So hard, I don't believe it," she said softly as she tried
to encircle it and couldn't and Jamahl groaned as she ran
her fingers all over the knob, and then down to his big
bloated balls, feeling their weight as she hefted them
and then looked from them to her husband's genitals
and giggled. "Is this what the other girls do,
Jamahl?"

"Haw, haw, de new ones always do dat, feel up mah package
an den look over at dere hubbies sack and dey look lahk dat.
Lahk discoverin a new world. And de hubbies look jus
lahk yo's raht now! Haw haw, chief, whatchu think chief?
Yo pretty wife lookin at yo diffrunt now, ain't she?
Ah love turnin wifes black; ah done it dozens of times and it
always good!"

Jesse's face was red, but the blood rushing into his
trapped genitals was making them ache in their cage.
He wondered if Timmy was filming that, and then looked up
and Timmy was putting away his camera.

Clearing his throat, he said the photo shoot was over.

But somehow Lois still had her hand on his cock as she
leaned over, and they kissed, the big black lips on hers.

"Didn't you hear me, Lois? Shoot's over!"

"Oh, oooh, I'm sorry!" she said, moving back, taking
her small hand off of the giant black cock reluctantly.

Timmy came by, "thanks Jamahl, I got enough pix, and
you guys got to get ready for the cattle call with the
other applicants.

Lois was about to get up, but Jamahl put his big hand
on her forearm, "ah sho hope yo get hired, missy!"

She smiled, "thank you so much, Jamahl! Youv'e been so
nice, hasn't he, honey?"

"Yes dear, t-thanks, Jamahl!"

(Continued)

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