Bathroom Board Meeting
by BlkDik45

Keisha also took great pleasure at seeing the faces of her colleagues turn beet-red every time she had the perfect answer for their questions.  She knew she had them by the balls.  Served them right, she thought. They had all assumed she was only hired because of affirmative action.  She had spent many countless hours in college to get where she is now, and she didn't have any help from anyone--including the so-called "brotha's" at Howard where she attended. They had always accused her of being stuck-up and siddity and trying to act white.

Hell, she was only trying to get ahead, that's all.  Being 'white' was the last thing on her mind.  She hated those honkies on the job not only because they felt they were better, but also cause they only saw her as a sex object.  She saw how the white boys tried to pretend they weren't looking at her ass whenever she wore a tight skirt.

Why, even Greg Olsteen had a bulge in his pants once.  Greg was nice for a white guy.  He had rescued her once when all the guys tried to team up on her in a meeting and make her look small on a report she submitted.  He had even rescued her when a group of white construction workers were bothering her and making passes at her.  Later, however, she was made to keep a Greg at a distance when he made it known that he was interested in her for other reasons. He had commented how extremely dark-skinned black women turned him on.

Keisha was very dark, dark as the night, and she also knew that a lot of white guys had fantasies about seeing their pale skin pressed against dark skin--the darker the better.  And she also had seen the way Greg looked longingly at her long ebony legs, too.  Standing at 5'10" Keisha, with her dark, shoulder-length hair, which she usually wore in a braided ponytail, had a rather distinct appearance, also in part due to the glasses she wore and her full, protruding lips.  No wonder Greg was so interested.

However, he had no chance as far as Keisha was concerned.  She made it clear to him that although she had nothing against him, she didn't date white guys.  Not that it matters, she thought, because I'm not dating anybody, anyway.  She had just been so busy with her career that there was no time.  She remembered how tight she was during her last pelvic exam, and even the doctor had made an offhand comment.  She put him in his place, too.  Men, she thought, they were all so stupid.

Anyway, she finally put those stupid bastards in their place today.  And all this action had made her hungry.  She had a taste for rib sandwich.  The thought of that special sauce made her even hungrier.  Then it suddenly occurred to her that to get over to the "Rib Hut" she had to pass those stupid construction workers again.  They really unnerved her with the way they gawked at her, and if that wasn't bad enough they also cat-called her and talked loudly about what they could do to her.

White trash, she thought.  Probably harmless, but they made her uneasy just the same.  She thought maybe she should ask Greg to go with her.  She looked back at him at the conference table.  It wasn't until that moment that she noticed he seemed just as embarrassed by her speech as the others, and she decided it would probably be better not to ask him.  Anyway, this was her day; she felt like Superwoman.  No one could stop her or even slow her down.  She could handle those cunts.

But it wasn't until after she left the safety of her office, as she got closer to the intersection where the construction guys worked, that the queasy feeling began to sink in.  What was it about those guys that disturbed and frightened her so?

Her answer came quickly.

"Hey, baby!" yelled out Juan.  She knew his name because last time she had heard the others refer to him as Juan, their 'taco-eating friend'.  He started in again at her.  "I said hey, mama sita--I want to talk to you.  I want to go with you, baby!"

"Wheeeeeeeeeeew!!!" the others started chiming in.

"Hey Juan, you can forget it.  She's saving herself for a 'bro'tha!" said J.W.

"Yeah--she don't want your taco breath!" said Jake.

"Fuck all ya'll!" Juan shouted back.

"I bet she never go back to black after she taste my golden rod!" said Arnie. Keisha whirled around.

"You should all be ashamed of yourselves!" she exclaimed.  "You're nothing but dirty white trash!" Suddenly Keisha found herself trapped as the men encircled her.

"Then maybe you want to clean us up, eh?  You can lick the dirt off, bitch!" Arnie said as he stuck his finger in her face.  Keisha felt a terrifying rush in her chest--wouldn't anyone help her?  A few people walking by looked on, but didn't want to get involved.

"No one is here to help you this time, black girl" growled Jake.  He took a step forward.  Just then a strong hand grabbed Keisha's arm.  She whirled around in fear, but was immediately relieved--it was Greg.

"Hey, this is my lady," he said.  "Leave her alone-"

"So she likes white meat after all, huh?" said J.W.

"Back off, bozo!" Greg told him.  Pulling her along behind him, he pushed his way thru the circle of men and accompanied Keisha to the restaurant.  She must have thanked him the whole hour.

"You don't have to thank me," said Greg.  "No one should have to go thru what those guys were doing."

"They were just awful," Keisha said, still trembling.  She couldn't believe she let that white trash get to her after she had been such a cool character in the meeting.  Then her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar tone in Greg's voice.

"Keisha... "

"Yes, Greg?"

"I was so proud of you in that meeting today."

"Thank you, Greg.  I was beginning to feel nobody liked it."

"Well, I did--I thought you were great.  Anyway, I was just thinking.  Just now, out there with those guys, uh you know... when I told them you were my girl... "

"Please, Greg... I think I know where you're going with this-"

"And?"

"And I told you where I stand, Greg--I don't date whi-"

"White men, yeah, yeah, I heard that before... "

"Well, nothing's changed, Greg.  Nothing personal, of course."

"Of course.  But you musn't see me like those guys out there.  They're just trash."

"I know you're different, Greg, and you're a really nice fella, too, but--but our history as a people dealing with caucasians just makes it difficult... "

"But that was a long time ago, Keisha.  That was then and this is now."

"I know, but the emotional scars for some of us just runs too deep.  Sorry Greg."  He didn't answer this time, only looked away like he was in a faraway place.

Keisha thought about their lunch conversation all afternoon at work.  Had she been too stubborn with Greg?  And he was a nice fellow--so what if he was white?  Then she thought about her grandmother who once told her how a group of whites held her sister down and raped her behind her own church one Sunday after everyone else had left.  Her grandmother's description of the event was so horrifying that Keisha's most terrifying reoccurring nightmare to this day was having this same thing happen to her.  She would wake up in the middle of the night in a sweat after the dream.  It even made sex with black men difficult.  Sex had become something repulsive to her.  Maybe that was why she put so much of herself into her work.  No, Greg would just have to understand.  As she looked at the clock on the wall, Keisha realized the day had passed into the early evening.

"My God," she said to herself out loud, "look at the time!"  As she closed up her office and went into the main corridor, Keisha noticed that only the emergency lights by each exit were on.  She didn't mind.  It was so quiet and peaceful.

Keisha suddenly heard a noise like a rat scratching on paper.  She whirled around behind her--she hated rodents!  She saw nothing, though.  As she turned back to head down the hallway, a terrifying jolt struck her chest.  It was her heart beating furiously as she stared into the smirky grin of Juan.

"Que paso, bitch... "  Keisha tried to turn and run away--and ran right into the arms of Arnie.

"Going somewhere, girl?"

Keisha screamed loudly until Arnie clamped his hand hard over her mouth, his grimy fingertips digging inside her mouth.  The smell was awful and his fingers tasted salty with a leather-like taste.  He grabbed her around the waist and lifted her off the ground.  Her legs were kicking, running in mid-air frantically but helplessly until her red shoes kicked off.

"Lets get her," said Juan.

They carried her to the men's room and swung open the door.  Keisha's eyes widened in terror when she saw J.W. and Jake already there inside, overalls down to their knees as they slowly jerked their cocks.  She looked into each of their grinning faces as the two men both greeted her horrified look with an all too familiar smirk that her grandmother had described to her a long time ago.  These white men had captured their prey and now it was time to have their way.

Arnie pushed Keisha down hard onto the floor. She frantically tried to back away from the men while sprawled out across the bathroom floor, but her legs trembled so much she could never gain her footing.  Instead she back-crawled away as all four guys approached her, but a moment later her head bumped hard against the wall.  With nowhere left to go, Keisha looked up helplessly as the men stepped nearer, each one licking their lips as they eyed her up and down.  She tugged at her tight dress, cursing herself for her spitefulness: wanting to fuck with the minds of her white colleagues, she purposely wore something enticing to the meeting today.  Now it looked as though the only person fucked was going to be her.

Arnie grabbed Keisha by the hair - done up in a stiff-braided ponytail for the meeting - and dragged her into the middle of the restroom.  As she was being pulled, her skirt rose up to her thighs revealing her red lace panties.  She tried frantically to pull her dress back down while being dragged, but J.W. grabbed both her arms from behind while she was bent over in an all-fours position and forced her into an upright position on her knees.  Arnie, still holding a fistful of hair, was standing in front of her.  He unzipped his pants and reached in to pull out his cock.

Keisha gasped when she saw it.  She had never seen a white man's cock before, but her brothers and cousins had always told her white men had little dicks.  She wanted to curse them now, because they were definitely not correct.

Arnie had a huge cock that must have been all but twelve inches with a big patch of gold hair surrounding it.  The thought of it pounding inside her was scary.  He started rubbing it from one side of her face to the other, over and over again, until pre-cum began to leak out, making her charcoal black face glisten with the clear sticky stuff.  He started beating her lips with it then, whacking her mouth with the meaty pole until her big negroid lips quivered like jello.  The men started laughing at her then, but when she tried pressing her lips together tight to stop them from jiggling, Arnie grabbed her around the neck and started squeezing.  The force of his grip made Keisha start to choke and gag, but he kept squeezing her throat harder and harder until her mouth fell open and she was gagging terribly.

He thrust his golden rod down her black throat without warning.

She gagged as if she would throw up from both the size and the smell.  These men had been working in the hot sun all day, sweating, stinking like body odor.  His strokes began slow and easy, much to the delight of J.W. who was still holding her from behind and getting a good show.  Jake positioned himself between Keisha and J.W., lifting her dress up to her waist, noting the way her red lace panties hugged her black ass like it was glued on.  He lowered them only slightly past the crack of her ass.  Her ass was soooooo black and full that he couldn't resist giving those beautiful black asscheeks a couple hard swats.  After watching how sexy her ass looked jiggling from his spanking, his grubby, fat white hands began to take liberty all over her ass and he moved in closer for a good inspection.  He then inserted a finger, then two inside her pussy.  She had a nappy, hairy jungle bush that had a big clit playing peek-a-boo thru her black curls.

Keisha wanted to scream as stinging tears burned down her face, but instead she gagged as Arnie's stinking cock plugged her throat.  She could feel Jake's filthy, sweaty hands almost burning her insides.  Her worst nightmare was coming true!

Arnie's thrusts in her mouth were faster and deeper.  Then Juan pushed Jake to the side as he got on his knees behind her, fixing his brown banana in position to invade her bush.  Jake then stood up over her.  All of a sudden, she had a dick in her pussy, ass and mouth.  The guys took turns ramming her bush while drinking Budweiser.  J.W., who was about 300 pounds and pink skinned, made her get on her back and bent both her legs so far back her toes touched her own shoulders.  He then thrust his fat little cock in her pussy, her long chocolate legs high in the air.  She screamed for them to stop, but they only laughed at her and drank beer while calling her names.

"Now you black bitch, how you like that white cock?" asked Jake.

"Yeah, back in the old days my pappy use to say raping black pussy was the most fun, gettin' that nigger pussy!" said J.W.

"We gonna teach you how to respect a white man when you see one, nigger," said Arnie.  "Black bitches like you need to know your place.  You ain't shit just cause you got a college degree from one of them nigger schools out east!" They then made her crawl on her knees as each guy hit her big black ass viciously with a belt.

"Black nigger slut!" yelled J.W.

"Coon ass bitch, learn to respect a white man when you see one!" said J.W.

"Say yes sir when the man talks to you," said Juan.  "Say it!" he said again while slapping her across the face.

"Yes sir-" she said.

"Say yes master," said Arnie as he grabbed her by the hair and made her stand up to face him face to face.

"Yes master-"

"Say the white man is superior in every way and it is my duty to please him in every way I can," said Arnie.  Tears rolled down Keisha's cheeks as she was more humiliated with this than by having his big dick in her pussy.

"Say it bitch!"

Sobbing, she repeated it.  "The white m-man is superior in every way and it is m-my duty to please him-"

"And I will suck his dick, lick his balls and fuck him till he is totally satisfied," said Arnie.  "Say that."

Her voice crackling, Keisha repeated what he had told her while the others looked on in amusement and pleasure.  This sophisticated black bitch had been put in her place.  Just then the door creaked open.

Everyone was frozen for a moment as Arnie's hand was still wrapped around her neck.  Just then Greg Appeared.  Keisha's eyes grew big with surprise and relief.  Greg would save her!

Greg had a very shocked look on his face when he first saw what was going on.

"What the fu... what's happening here?" he asked.

"What the fuck it look like, college boy?" said Jake.

"Like a fucking good time," Greg said, unbuckling his belt as he walked towards Keisha.

Keisha could hardly believe what she had just heard and what she was seeing.  Was this the same Greg who adored her and treated her with respect?  When he dropped his drawers he had a little dick, but he jerked it until the head stood straight up like a hook.

"Greg no, not you--please no!" she pleaded.

"Shut up, Keisha!" he shouted.  "All these years I've treated you with respect, like a lady and where did it get me?" he screamed.  "No fucking where!  Well, if this is the only way to have you, so be it... hold her down, guys!!"

"Much obliged, college boy," said Jake.

All four guys held Keisha down as Greg mounted her.  He started fucking her slowly with long strokes where you could see the tip of his head and then he pushed it in as far as he could go.  He repeated this several times till he built up to a frantic frenzy.  As he began to moan loudly, he withdrew just in time so that a long ssquirrrrt... squirrrrt flew all the way to her raisin-like nipples on her tits.  The guys burst into laughter.

Juan grabbed her by the hair and made her sit in the middle of the circle.  Then each guy began to jerk off frantically.  She turned in a sitting position one full cycle taking notice of all those cocks all aiming at her, it was terrifying.  Then, one by one, each guy unleashed his load, all catching aim and squirting on her face, then her chin, leaving a long, thick strand of cum that drooled from her chin to her tits, as yet another long squirt caught her hair and a shorter squirt hit her face again leaving her a sticky gooey mess.

"Now bitch, still feel like a big shot?" asked Greg.

Juan then grabbed Keisha by the hair and dragged her towards an unflushed  men's urinal, pushing on the back of her head until her face was submerged in the dirty, yellow-tinted water and pressed down flat against the cold ceramic base of the urinal.

"Hey guys, I got to take a leak," he said and laughed.

The other men got the idea and surrounded her at the urinal.  As Juan released the back of her head so that she could come up for air, her face flew up from the dirty water mouth wide open gasping for air just as all five men began to let out long streams of piss that flew from five different directions.  Greg's went straight into her mouth, while the others bounced off her face and tits.

The guys fell on the floor in laughter as Keisha struggled to stand up, piss dripping down her chin, some cum spots still on her face and hair.  Just then the door opened again. It was Charlie, the night time security guard.  He was an old black man of about sixty-eight who worked part time to supplement his retirement check.  He appeared with a flashlight in one hand and the leash that held a German Shepherd in the other.  All the guys froze as he came in.  Arnie broke the silence.

"Whats up, old man?"

Charlie looked at what was happening.  "What ya'll doing to that girl is wrong.  I don't approve."

All the guys looked around at each other sensing they might now be in trouble.

"I see this gal everyday when I come into work.  She smart... "  Keisha managed a weak grin.  Here was an old guy who valued and respected her.

"Problem is, she too damn smart for her own good," Charlie said.  Her smile suddenly vanished.

"Everyday I speaks to her cause I am proud of her, but she keeps on walking holding her head up higher like she better than me.  I ain't got no education.  But you don't have to treat me like trash-" Charlie said.

"She treats everybody like trash," said J.W.  "We white trash to her and you just and old po' nigger to her."

"Seems to me she ain't fit for a dog," said Jake.

Then everybody got the same idea at the same time.  Charlie led the German Shepherd towards Keisha as the guys held her down on all fours.  The dog sniffed her from behind and then she began to scream thinking about what would happen next, hurt that an old black man would allow this to happen to her.  Then the dog began to lick her bush from behind as each guy cheered him on.

"Way to go, Rover!"

"Yea, Rin Tin Tin!"

Keisha, still being held down by the men, was then mounted from behind by the dog who began to thrust inside her, fucking her fast and furiously to the cheers and jeers of the guys.  The dog continued to ride the sobbing woman for several minutes after, only stopping to pull out after it had finally finished and leaving her backside a sloppy mess; tongue hanging out and totally satisfied, the dog licked up its own cum off her black ass.  The men released their hold on her, and slowly Keisha stood up, totally naked, crying and trembling.  Her face covered with cum and urine, she folded her arms across her chest to cover her tits as Arnie exclaimed:

"You walk around like you better than everyone else, but now you ain't nothing but a black slut bitch.  Now git!"

"B-but my clothes-"

"Fuck your clothes!!"

"Yeah, git you coon ass!!!"

Keisha took off running down the hall crying and totally naked as the guys broke into a roaring laughter.  After she had gone Arnie grabbed Charlie by the arm.

"I hope you understand, old man, we had to teach that bitch a lesson.  No offense to your people... "

"Shit, if I could still get it up I would'a fucked her, too!"

Everyone laughed.

THE END

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