Part 1: Jean Sterger
copyright 2012 by Darksolid358
This story takes place in Stormbringer’s E&I Series.
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June 2012
Dozens of photographers and fans lined up for the red carpet grand opening of Hidden Closet Chicago. It had been the first fashion/swimwear/lingerie store of CEO Victoria Goodhead’s(under King Enterprises ownership) to be opening in the state of Illinois. When one of the Miss Teen Idaho contestants, Tracy Lopez, was employed into Goodhead’s company, that sparked the first change in Hidden Closet and ever since then, it went into a new and different direction. Several years after her brand was released, her line went through some changes in terms of targeting not just the skinner & slender demographic. This was where philanthropist Solomon King came in. The CEO and the billionaire had a one-on-one meeting with each other where Victoria was “persuaded” by King to spread her merchandise to the curvier and(in some cases) bustier fan-base. He also had her use some bustier models from his own empire to showcase her new lineup of sleazer fashion and lingerie in websites, posters, magazines, etc. When the female fans, especially the bustier ones, got the news the brand would be releasing the racy garments in the windy city, it was highly anticipated.
Among the people on hand at the event were Olivia Smythe, the CEO and editor-in-chief of BITCH Magazine. She was wearing a one shoulder deep neck black gown that showed a considerable amount of cleavage(supported by a Hidden Closet bra) as she turned and posed for the flashing cameras while showing off her ass accentuated by the gown. Strange, ever since Olivia took her magazine to a more X-rated direction, it’s like she herself more than loosened up by showing off her assets more frequently and with more skin.
Along the way, Olivia came by a latina interviewer, Liz, who held an H! microphone in her hand which meant that she worked for H! Entertainment. She then asked her: “Olivia, you took your company to a more mature direction.”
Olivia nodded her head.
“What made you want to steer your business to a more adult demographic?” asked the interviewer.
“Well, when we shot Mustafa seven years ago and I saw him in all his ripped beautiful glory, I thought people should see what a real big, strong man is made of in every part of their body…and I mean, EVERY part if you know what I mean.”
“Oh…u…um…so…” she said stammering.
“Yeah, sounds weird, right?” Olivia said as Liz replied “Y…yeah, a little bit.”
“I know I get that all the time but when I saw him naked for the first time, every part of his anatomy was very ripped and well-defined. He shouldn’t have to hide ANY part of his human body. It’s not just him but almost all black men.”
Liz just stared at her with a puzzled look on her face nearly unable to go on with her job.
“You don’t really mean that, do you?” Liz asked nervously smiling.
“I know what you’re thinking but based on what I’ve seen in comparson of white and black endowments, black men are the superior male inside and out.” Liz didn’t know what to make of it. This small interview had went to the point where they were discussing more in-depth detail about the differences between the white and black human anatomies. VERY much in-depth. “If I introduced you to some of the guys who I’ve partnered with you’ll have a “better understanding” of what I said.”
Olivia looked around the red carpet.
“Oh, there.” she said noticing two of her business partners.
Tyrone & Latrell of E&I Modeling were standing by the entrance of the building talking among themselves when Olivia called them over.
“Hey boys!” Olivia yelled as the two men turned their heads in the direction the voice was coming from. “Come here for a second.”
The studs made their way to the two ladies.
“Liz, this is Latrell & Tyrone of E&I Modeling.” Olivia introducing them.
“Pleasure to meet you, Liz.” Tyrone greeted her extending his hand.
“Likewise.” Liz said nervously as her tiny brown hand disappeared into his big black hand.
Strange, Liz, for a split second, had forgotten how to stand as she felt her knees weaken a little. These guys exuded masculinity by how they look and presented themselves towering over her. Weird, it was like she could almost smell it.
Deep down inside her, she was thinking that Olivia was right but was still skeptical.
“Guys, Liz here isn’t quite sure if she agrees
with me in blacks being more dominant than whites.” The MIB-like duo got the hint.
“Well, we’ll just have to prove it to her then. Ms. Liz, how would you like to continue this conversation in a more private place in the store. Say in one of the offices.” Latrell said with a charming yet evil smirk on his face as he held her hand romantically.”
“U..uhhh…OK.” Liz found herself saying. These two men were strangers but there was something Escort bayan about these two men. Something… very attractive that looking at these two towering… super males, her entire body was screaming for her to go with them. Latrell noticed the black cameraman filming all this for the network he was working for. “You can come with us as well.” The guy just nodded. If the cameraman had been white, he would have been forced to stay behind but he was black so…
The five made their way into the carpet and made their way inside. A black security guard was staring at them. Tyrone saw the guard staring closely.
“It’s all right. They’re with us.” yelled Tyrone as the guard had a little smirk on his face knowing what was going to happen with whoever that woman was as he went back to surveying the scene.
Back on the carpet, Tracy Lopez, Laetita Chaste, and Paris Holden posed together in the Hidden Closet lingerie to give the people a preview of how the product will look on the actual feminine body. Some of the men were whistling, a few were chanting derogatory words at the trio, and some were yelling at how they would like to have their way with them. The girls laughed at those statements mostly because they know that those kind of guys wouldn’t be able to satisfy them anymore.
Solomon King, who bought a majority share years ago, wasn’t on hand for the event, but his wife Ivara was, wearing a one-shoulder white dress bedazzled in her whole chest area.
Also, of course, the CEO herself Victoria Goodhead in a black gown with her hair tied up in a bun with dark lips smiling seductively at the cameras.
Finally, Will Jefferson, King’s advisor and consultant, was on hand in a black-buttoned, long-sleeved shirt with black pants. It looked very good on him with his phyisque the way it was. Since he was one of Solomon’s top right-hand men, everyone was calling his name, practically begging for an interview. Will originally wasn’t going to do any until one of the interviewers caught his eye. He recognized her as Jean Sterger, the former New York Jets correspondent who claimed she was involved in a sexting scandal with former Jets player Bart Favre. One day, he searched Jean up on the web and was mesmerized at how good she looked. Ever since then, he fantasized about her almost on a daily basis. He also found out that she really shot to fame for being a part of the FSU(Florida
State University) Cowgirls. ABC cameras showed her and the other cowgirls at one of the school’s football games wearing some skimpy clothing(torn tops which showed off a considerable amount of cleavage) and cowboy hats while they were on the bleachers supporting the home team. Since then, she became noticed; the magazine covers and photo shoots came calling by. She has since, after, quit her job as a Jets reporter and has now become a correspondent for H!.
When Jean saw that Will was heading in her direction, she got really excited because she could be in for a huge payday if she were to interview someone who knew Solomon King well.
Will approached the petite brunette. “Hi.” Will said in her mic she was holding. “Jean Sterger, right?”
‘Oh god, he knows who I am.’ she thought nervously. “Yeah. Will Jefferson, everybody.” she says to the camera. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” she adds.
“Not as much as it is for me to meet you, sexy. You look even more delectable in person.” This towering giant of a man just radiated masculinity as it effected her so. Also, for some reason, Jean’s entire 5’2 body just reacted in a way she never experienced. The second his compliments hit her, she opened her mouth a little in shock. Her nipples popped out of nowhere and she began to feel spagetti-legged. Deep down inside her for a second, she felt like she belonged on her knees, bowing before this black adonis of a man. Ever since getting enhanced, Will was always hitting on women with a 100% success rate of him turning them into filthy, dirty whores. Ranging from his classmates, neighbors, teachers, tormentors, even the principal’s own wife, Will also has a 100% success rate of “helping” them find work at E&I, King Enterprises, or flying them to Trinibogo for a “well-deserved permanent vacation.”
“So Will, why did you want to devote your time into helping a philantropist like Solomon King?” asked Jean.
“Well, it’s not just about me wanting to help Solomon but about me helping the troubled youth of today. I want to aid him in helping the people who are on the wrong paths. I show the youths that the are “much better lives out there” than being on the streets, behind bars, or getting themselves high. As far as helping Solomon goes, there is more to it than you know between us.
“Would you care to elaborate?”
“I would but I really need to get inside. However, since I am a fan of H! I would like to continue this interview elsewhere if you have the time for it.”
“Oh, yeah, definitely.” Jean said just blurting it out. She has never acted like that on the red carpet before.
“OK, Bayan escort then I’ll have it take place on an island called Trinibogo. Say… three weeks from now.”
“Oh…why three weeks?” said Jean a little concerned.
“I have some business I need to take care of over there however there are some days I left available in-between; the only days I’ll have off for a while.”
“That won’t be a problem.”
“Also, listen, I know we just met but I need to ask a favor.”
“Oh…umm…OK.” Jean said. It was weird that a stranger like him was asking her for a favor out of the blue.
“Your a correspondent on H! News, right?” Will asks.
“That’s right.”
“Myself along with the people of Trinibogo would really like to get the word out about the island and it’s “unique” tropical paradise to the mainstream fan-base and since the show has a legion of people who watch, I would like for the show to have a segment presenting Trinibogo and all of the pleasures it has to offer. That’s why I would like for you to spend those three weeks on the island experiencing them. Then, we can talk about it in a televised sit-down interview that I can schedule after.”
“Oh, wow….umm…. I’ll have to talk about it with my boss but I think I can be allowed to do it.”
“Fantastic, call me when you settle it with your boss and my guys & I will take care of the rest… and you.” They chuckled a little. “All right then, see you in three weeks.” Will said as he made his way into the building.
“OK, bye.” Jean got very excited, most likely if her boss approves, not only will she get an in-depth look on how E&I operates through her interview with Will but she will have three weeks of basically vacation to prepare her for it.
Victoria stood by a red ribbon with big scissors in her hand. “Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of King Enterprises, Hidden Closet Chicago is now open for business.” the CEO said as she cut the ribbon in two and the crowd wooed and cheered. HCC had an ocean of people in it. It was a three-floor building divided into three different sections. The first floor had all swimwear that accomidated all body types. Also, there seemed to be more bustier, curiver bikinis & one-pieces than in years past in stock. The second floor had fashion dresses and gowns for the rich and famous. The designers had much emphasis on the female anatomy. For example, there was Ivara Trump’s dress, another could show off more of a body’s back, and another was loose in the upper body and tight lower so as could accentuate the butt. The third floor featured lingerie and it happened to be more racy and revealed so much more on the women especially when it came to the bra. Some of them appeared to be very low-cut showing some mipple but still providing much support for the breasts. The front of the store back on the first floor featured clothes from all three floors put on manniquins for display on how it would look on a woman. But that’s not to say that the clothing styles Victoria envisioned before the company was King-owned wasn’t on display as well as not being in stock. There were pieces still on hand on each floor for the other female body types. However, when the times comes that there will be “more demand” for the racier items, the company will be all and permanently sleazy. All three stories were flooded with people. Most checked out the items, some were in line by the dressing rooms, and a few paying customers even left the stores wearing what they purchased.
Over an hour later, Will and Victoria surveyed the scene. The store was nearly emptied in not just crowds. The shelves and racks were nearly unoccupied and a few clothes layed on the ground & in the dressing rooms.
“Wow.” he said looking at the emptyness in the building. “You’re lucky you got a warehouse full of items in the back.”
“Yeah, well, the fans were expecting the line for months.” she said as the two made their way to the counter.
“So, Marcus, how much did we make?” Will asking the cashier.
“$30,000 in credit and $15,000 cash.” said the enhanced black man.
“Congradulations, Victoria.” said Will.
“Thank you, Mr. Jefferson.” Victoria said. “I say this calls for a celebration.” she said as she put her hands on their crotches.
“Ohhhh, I get ya boss lady.” said Marcus.
“Let’s go into the office.” Will said.
When the trio were in front of the office door, they could hear moans and grunts coming from inside. Will slowly opened the door with Victoria and Marcus close behind. They saw two other enhanced were fucking two naked women on the desk.
“Tyrone, Latrell, what are y’all doing in here?” Will asked with a surprised smile on his face.
“This bitch interviewer was skeptical about the “myth” on big black cocks.” Latrell said.
“So Olivia helped us out in showing her first-hand what’s it like to get fucked by real men.” Tyrone added. “So how you liking my black dick, slut?”
“Ay, yes…yes…me gusta. Oh…si…si…que Escort rico!! Fuck me! Fuck me!” screamed Liz as she was fucked doggy-style by him on the desk.
“Ssssee, I told yaaahhhhgggg!” Olivia said to her as she herself was getting doggy-style fucked by Latrell’s massive black pole on the opposite side of the desk. Olivia then passionately kissed Liz on the lips who then returned the favor.
Will had a partial look of shock on his face. “I know her!” Will said in surprise.
“You do now?” asked Victoria.
“Yeah, that’s “Luscious” Liz Fernandez. She’s a former model & radio correspondent and has made a few appearances on Entourage. She also covered a few red carpets and it seemed you guys were “lucky” to have been interviewed by her.”
“Oh, yeah.” said Tyrone knowing what Will meant by “lucky.”
“I saw the ass on her. Stand her up; now that she’s naked I wanna see that ass.” Will said as he started stripping.
“You heard him bitch, stand up and show him.” Latrell said as he took his cock out and Liz jumped to obey.
“Shake that butt.” Will ordered as Liz began dancing smoothly and even put on a seductive face on. Will pull off his pants to reveal his erecting black cock growing to it’s 11\’bd just looking at Liz’s sweaty, swaying, latina, booty.
Will was now completely naked stroking his long, dark shaft. “I’m tired of waiting.” And with that, Will walked over to Liz, embraced her and kisses her passionately. Liz kisses him back wrapping her arms around his jacked-up body. Will then grabs her by the ass cheeks and effortlessly lifts her up still making out with her. He put his dark rod up her asshole and went anal on her.
Victoria, not wanting Liz and Olivia to have all the fun, grabs Marcus’ cock through his pants. Getting the hint, Marcus strips, unfastens his belt, and unzips his crotch to reveal his massive pole.
“Suck it, whore.” Marcus ordered.
“Gladly.” Victoria said with a sexy devilish smile as she got on her knees and wrapped her mouth around his dark dick and started bobbing her head on it. As she did just that, Marcus started to undress her.
Will layed down on his back, still carrying Luscious Liz and getting her in the cowgirl position.
“Hey Latrell, let’s teach this slut the two in one special.” Will called to him.
Latrell laughed as he made his way to the two. Meanwhile, Tyrone took Olivia and Marcus took Victoria, each taking them anally while Liz was experiencing 2 in 1 for the first time.
Will gets an idea in his brain. He knows that Liz is a correspondent for H! News. He’ll use her as a lightning rod to attract the other four female
correspondents to the E&I cause. Suddenly, another light bulb flashes on top of Will’s head looking at Liz being ravagely fucked. He had an ideas on how to take E&I in a new direction as the four blacks fucked the three women in all positions all through the night.
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A day later, at the H! Entertainent Building in Los Angeles, Jean was on her computer sitting in her office looking up the Trinibogo’s official site. As she was looking through, she saw a section labelled “The Trinibogo Springs Spa.” She clicked there and it opened an entirely different page. It featured a white woman and a latina, in white bikinis, sitting in beach lounge chairs on opposite sides of the page looking at the viewer while being pampered by enhanced black guys, some who were checking them out. The black were wearing white shirts with the Trinibogo Spring’s Spa’s emblem on the right of their chests.
Jean also noticed rather large tents formed in each of their crotch areas in their white pants. The women also had rather large breasts, acccentuated by the white two-pieces the girls were wearing. There was also an ocean with the sun setting in the background. In the center of the page, there was a video. Jean used her mouse and hovered the pointer on the video. She clicked on it and it played.
It started with another enhanced in a white unbuttoned shirt and black shorts appearing on the screen.
“Hello, I am Devon and I am the governor of the great paradise that is Trinibogo. I also manage and run the top luxurious resort in the world: The
Trinibogo Springs Spa.” The video then shifts to him walking across a hall of open rooms presenting what the resort has to offer. “A tropical island paradise where we provide saunas, mud baths, massages, auromatherapy among others. For one month and one million dollars, my people will treat you to “the most wonderful physical experience your body could ever feel” or double your money back.” If you do not believe me, here is a woman who expierenced our ways first hand.”
Devon said as he walked up to the woman wearing a black and white striped two piece bikini. “Hello, I’m Marsha Dutton, 1977 Miss Teen Idaho.” Jean was a little open-mouthed at how good the 50-plus year-old woman looked for her age. “Now, I know what you’re thinking: how does a 54-year-old woman like myself look this lean and fit?” She said with her hands on her hips. “With the help of natives here, I was able to keep my figure… and more. My breasts are firmer and went up about one size. My skin feels just as smooth as a baby’s bottom.