Rosalie Somers walked back into the stock room with the large salad container like she had always done for the last four years. It was almost closing time, and she was, like always the closing waitress at Bob’s Diner just off the main highway near Ridgeville, South Carolina.

She smiled at the Stephens Brothers, Duane and Nathan, the two men who had spent the last five hours of that Friday fixing the compressor of the walk in freezer that was located in the corner of the stock room. Each time in those five hours that she had clicked her waitress shoes into the room, the two large black men watched her every movement with lust until she got what she needed and puttered out.

The dark orange waitress uniform that she wore was cut just about halfway up the thigh, and Rosalie’s legs were very shapely and pleasing to the eyes. Her ass and boobs were also well framed and both gave just the right jiggle as she effortlessly moved about. At 5’6” and 129 pounds, the 36-27-38 sexy 25-year-old food server with the long dark brown hair had been holding the brothers’ cocks at attention all day. Normally it didn’t take over five hours to fix a compressor, but the men were plenty distracted.

The two brothers were huge. Duane, 30, at 6’3” 225 was very fit and the older of the two. Nathan was bigger though at 6’5” 239, and only two years younger. They looked more like they belonged on a football field than they did in blue workmen overalls.

Nathan: “Damn man! That bitch is bangin’. My dick is gonna burst if I don’t get a piece of dat.”

Duane: “I know what ya mean yo. She smells great too. Her little white ass probably never been around no black snake before though.”

Nathan: “All the better my brother. All them little white dicks; that pussy’s got to be tighter than a frog’s ass.”

Duane: “Nigga yous crazy. Ain’t no white girl that looks like that gonna fuck ugly ass niggas like us.”

The two brothers laughed together as they continued working. Just then the cook Frankie walked in and came to the doorway of the freezer.

Frankie: “We close in about 25 minutes. You boys just about done?”

Duane stood up and put his hands into the back pockets of his overalls. He hoped that what they were just talking about wasn’t overheard.

Duane: “Mister Walsh, we’re sorry about the long hours on this one. The compressor is in a very precarious place. We’ll only charge you for four hours labor and parts, but we might have to come back Monday though and finish up.”

Frankie: “Monday? I can’t have that freezer off all weekend. You seen how hot it is today. All the shit in there will spoil. Bob Turner would be fucking pissed if we lost all of that stock. How much longer would it take to finish up tonight?”

Duane: “We just need about two more hours, but you’re closing in twenty five.”

Frankie: “Only two more hours huh? All right hold on. Rosalie! Can you come in here a minute?”

Duane and Nathan looked at each other not knowing why he was calling the object of their lust and the reason why they were not finished in the first place. After about fifteen seconds Rosalie appeared.

Rosalie: “What’s up Frankie?”

Frankie: “These two say they need a couple of more hours. Can you stay until they’re done? I’ll make sure you get two hours double time. I’d do it myself but Caroline’s been bitching at me for coming home late. I promised I’d be on time tonight and she’s going to cook something special.”

Rosalie: “Well, I did have a date with Mark tonight, but I guess I can blow it off if you’re going to pay me double. Sure. I’ll stay till they’re done and lock up.”

Duane and Nathan stood there in shock as this exchange went down. Were they seriously going to be left alone with this cute little white waitress in this diner in the middle of nowhere off the highway?

Rosalie: “Oh wait! Mark was supposed to pick me up. If I stay, how am I going to get home?”

Before anyone could say anything else Nathan thought quickly.

Nathan: “Looky here Sweetie. I suppose my brother and I could drive you home in our van when we finish if you’d like? That is if you don’t mind?”

Rosalie was uneasy. She lived with her parents in an all white suburb. How would it look if she were seen being driven home by two very large black men? How would she explain it to her Father if he had somehow saw? As she contemplated it all in her head Frankie made the decision for her before she could object.

Frankie: “Great! So it’s settled. Here are the keys. If you don’t mind I’m going to knock off now and hit the flower shop before it closes. Caroline won’t know what hit her.”

Frankie removed his apron after handing the keys to a shocked Rosalie and grabbed his coat. He was then quickly out the door and they heard him drive off. Rosalie looked at the keys in her hand and then looked up at the two brothers. Both were smiling at her.

Rosalie: “Ok guys, I’m gonna go lock up and finish cleaning. You need anything just let me know.”

With that she went to the front of the diner. Nathan looked at his brother who was still standing there with his hands in his back pockets.

Nathan: “Hey D, remember that time you knocked the pin out of the freezer door at the Capon Hotel last summer?”

Duane: “What? Yeah I remember that. Why would you bring that shit up now?”

Nathan: “Remember we thought we were locked in? Remember? Well this door over here is the same type like that one was.”

The door he was speaking of was the one for the overall stock room. Back in the day, the whole room had been one big walk in freezer. Before it was a diner, the building was an out of the way meat market.

Duane: “Yeah. So.”

Nathan: “It sure was hot today. Shit, it’s been worse in here all day. I bet it could get hotter if we shut that door.”

Duane: “Nigga what the…”

Nathan: “Nah man listen I bet if we can get this bitch to think we’re all locked in we could eventually get some of that pussy.”

Duane: “Get your mother fucking horny black ass over here and let’s finish fixing this compressor.”

Nathan: “Right! We fix the compressor first. Then we get some of dat pussy.”

Duane: “Listen, you ain’t gonna fuck this shit up! I won’t let you.”

Nathan: “Now come on D. I know you wanna fuck this little white bitch just as much as I do.”

Duane: “Sure! I wouldn’t mind getting some, but I ain’t about to go to mother fucking jail tonight.”

Nathan: “Jail? Ain’t nobody even trying to go to jail. Man you worry too much! You just leave everything to me Bro. We gonna get some tight white pussy tonight!”

Duane shook his head and laughed to himself. He knew what his little brother was thinking and even though he liked the idea, he wanted to finish the job and make sure they secured their money. Their Father Henry had started this little refrigeration repair company back in the 60’s. When he died two years ago in 1979, he left the company to his two sons. Duane was always the level headed one, which was understandable because he was the oldest. Nathan was smart too he just took some unnecessary chances from time to time.

Out front Rosalie locked the diner doors and put the window blinds down. She couldn’t hear the conversation going on about her between the brothers in the back. All she had on her mind was the fact that she was going to miss her date that night. She walked over and put a dime into the pay phone and called her boyfriend Mark.

Rosalie: “Hello Mark? Hey listen, I’ve got to do some overtime tonight so I’ve got to cancel our date…I know…Well Frankie already left he had something to do with his wife…Well what was I supposed to do? … Listen, he said I’d be paid double…Well I don’t care, this is MY job! … Yeah fuck you too then!”

Apparently, not only was their date off for the night, but their relationship had just ended as well. Rosalie wasn’t that broken up over it though. Things had been rocky for a while now and it was why she was wary about missing tonight’s date to begin with because it was supposed to rekindle their relationship. Never the less it was now over and probably for the best. She put another dime into the phone and made another call.

Rosalie: “Hello Mom? … Yeah it’s Rosey. Listen, I’ve got to work a little bit late tonight so I’ll be home tomorrow… Well, we’re gonna finish very late… Don’t worry, Frankie’s wife said I could just go home with him and I can use their guest room… Yeah it’s just inventory. Okay… see you tomorrow, love you too!”

She felt bad lying to her mother but she couldn’t tell her the truth that she was overseeing the work of two big black men, the same two big black men that would be driving her home later that night. Her mother would most assuredly tell her father, and he’d waste no time storming to the diner in a rage. Her parents liked Frankie though, and they trusted him with their daughter’s well being. At least they thought they could trust him.

Rosalie spent the next hour and twenty minutes in the front of the diner cleaning up, restocking napkins, and filling condiment bottles and such. She figured as long as she was there, she could get a jump on her daily morning duties and get a jump on Monday’s morning rush. The Stephens Brothers worked diligently on the compressor during that time. They had it up and working inside of an hour and were now busy cleaning up their tools. Well, Duane was cleaning up the tools. Nathan was busy gimmicking the pin on the stock room door.

Nathan: “Alright I’ll call her in and leave the door a little opened. When she comes in she’ll not realize that it will close behind her and…fuck it! We’ll all be trapped.”

Duane just smiled and shook his head as he wiped down some socket wrenches. Nathan set the door a little bit ajar then yelled for Rosalie.

Nathan: “Yo! Yo white girl! We’re all finished in here! You wanna come in and sign this work order?”

Rosalie heard his calls and looked at her watch. It had only taken an hour and a half. She smiled to herself because she knew she was going to still get paid double time for 2 hours. She walked to the back and stopped a second when she saw that the stock room door was uncharacteristically almost closed.

Nathan: “Yo man…here she comes.”

She opened the door and entered the stock room. Oblivious to what was happening, she let the door go when she entered and it closed hard behind her and slammed.

Nathan: “WATCH IT! DON’T CLOSE…. that door.”

Nathan ran over to the door and tried to push the gimmicked pin but the door wouldn’t open just as he had made it not be able to do. Rosalie looked on with horror as Nathan unsuccessfully tried to open the stock room door.

Nathan: “Oh now you done it girl! I think you locked all of our sorry Asses in.”

Rosalie ran to the door and pushed Nathan aside and tried to open it. It wouldn’t budge. She panicked and started to yell.

Rosalie: “HELP! SOMEBODY HELP US!”

Nathan: “Shit girl. There ain’t nobody out there. Won’t be for a couple of days. You know that.”

She knew he was right. The diner was always closed on Saturdays and Sundays simply because of its location off of the highway. The flow of traffic was only heavy during the working weekdays and the whole area was a ghost town each and every weekend. It was pointless and a loss of money to even attempt to open up. Yes, if they didn’t get that door open they might all be stuck until Monday morning when Frankie would be back.

Rosalie: “Why did you guys have it almost closed anyways? I mean it’s always all the way opened.”

Nathan: “We had to get to that power box behind it. I guess I didn’t put the door back.”

Rosalie: “Well great, what are we gonna do now?”

Duane: “Looks like we might be in here a while. Ain’t there no windows in this mother fucker?”

Rosalie: “No. It used to be one big walk in until Mr. Turner bought that smaller freezer. With that door closed…. we’re stuck until someone opens it from the outside.”

Nathan: “Well then you shouldn’t have closed the door.”

Rosalie: “Fuck you! I mean…damn.”

She didn’t know what to say after that. As far as she knew, it ‘was’ her fault. She thought about what was going to happen on Monday. Suddenly she didn’t feel very well. She sat down on one of the empty racks, kicked her shoes off, and brought her legs up and put her head in her knees. When she did so, her skirt rode up and both guys got a glimpse at her pink colored panties before she fixed herself.

No one spoke for the next half hour. During that time, Duane finished putting all of the tools away and Nathan walked around the room looking at stuff. Rosalie just sat there sulking. It was a good thing that she had lied to her mother about where she would be staying the night she thought. As long as they found their way out of there by Saturday sometime no one would ever have to know.

It was starting to get hot. Rosalie was fanning herself with a piece of cardboard thinking when she saw the brothers whispering near the freezer. She then watched as they both removed their t-shirts.

Rosalie: “Wait…what are you guys doing?”

Nathan: “Damn girl it’s hot in here. I hope you don’t mind.”

Duane: “Yeah we’d go in the freezer but we just got the compressor going and it has to build up some coldness so nothing in there will spoil.”

Nathan: “Yeah we can’t open that shit for a few days.”

Both men then started removing their pants as well. Rosalie jumped to her feet and started to protest.

Rosalie: “Whoa! That’s not cool at all. You can’t get naked in front of me.”

Nathan: “Shit girl we got drawers on!”

They continued removing their pants and socks and shoes as well. It was true; both of them were wearing about thigh high loose boxer shorts. Duane was only semi-erect and his cock could be seen outlined by his boxers down his left leg. Nathan on the other hand was almost at full mast, and his cock was pointing outward like a tent pole. Both were very big and Rosalie stared at them trying to figure out if what she was seeing was real. As she stared at their crotch monsters, she could feel herself getting a bit turned on and some wetness was beginning to form between her legs. She put her legs down and shifted herself a little in embarrassment and pulled her skirt down with her hands.

Nathan: “What the matter baby? Ain’t you ever seen a real man’s cock before?”

She didn’t answer him. She just continued to stare from across the room. As he was prone to do, Nathan took it up another notch and reached into his boxers and pulled his black monster out. It was fully erect, pointing out about a foot from his pelvis. He held it in his hand as to show it to Rosalie.

Nathan: “You see that? It’s all me girl! That’s a man’s cock right there!”

Rosalie’s mouth fell open in awe. She was shocked. Shocked that this man would expose himself in front of her, but more importantly, shocked that he possessed the biggest penis that she had ever seen. Without thinking, she stuttered out a denial that Nathan took as a challenge to provide further proof.

Rosalie: “Th-That can’t be real.”

Nathan: “Oh it can’t huh?”

Nathan dropped his boxer shorts all the way to his ankles then stepped out of them. He was now completely naked. He walked across the floor towards Rosalie. She cowered a bit as he rapidly approached her, which was understandable. The guy was huge at 6’5”, but he was even more intimidating to her fully naked. He stood in front of Rosalie with his large black cock pointing at her head and then reached down and grabbed her right hand and put it on his cock. It was warm to her touch and seemed to jump as she touched it. It felt very smooth, almost velvety.

Nathan: “See that? Real as a mother fucker!”

She looked up at him with her small white hand still on his cock. In fact, she was stroking it a bit unwittingly.

Nathan: “Well? Don’t just play with it! Put that shit in your mouth! Might be the only way you truly believe.”

She looked back down at his cock with her hand still stroking it. From her vantage point his large balls looked like a large hairy marble bag hanging behind a large black peg. Her nose was filling with his musky odor; one that was even more pungent made so by both the hot weather and the day’s work.

He grew impatient as the seconds went by. He pushed her hand from his cock and then positioned it right in front of her red lips and pushed it into her mouth. The head of his cock stretched her mouth as she felt it push further in on each small thrust. From the other side of the room Duane watched on as his little brother stabbed at the pretty little white girl’s face with his large black weapon.

Nathan: “Ahhhh! Yeeeaaah! That’s it bitch! Hey D, you gotta get over here and try some of this! Bitches’ mouth is tight!”

Rosalie had lost all her sensibilities. Her mind was in a cloudy fog. Nothing Nathan had just said registered. All that she was concentrating on was the large black prick that was stuffing her mouth and how soft and hard it was both at the same time. She liked how it tasted and she was moving her tongue around trying to get more flavor from it.

Duane took his own underwear off and quickly walked over to them. He stood on the left side of Nathan and put his cock in the same vicinity. Rosalie noticed that he was huge as well, a little shorter than Nathan but he looked a bit thicker. Just then Nathan pulled his cock out of her mouth.

Nathan: “Come on girl! Give my brother some of dat too!”

Just as he demanded Rosalie opened her mouth and Duane put his penis into it. She could taste the pre-cum on the head of it and it tasted very salty. Duane put his right hand on her head and pumped his thick black cock as far into her throat as he could make it go. She gagged a bit, and her mascara colored tears started to stream down the sides of her face.

For the next ten minutes they took turns fucking her mouth. The pretty young white girl worked her lips and tongue feverishly over the both of the two large cocks like they were melting Fudgesicles. Finally, Duane couldn’t take it anymore.

Duane: “Oh shit baby! Ahhhhh! Oh shit! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum right in that pretty white mouth of yours!

With that he grabbed her head and pulled her forward and pushed his cock as deep into her throat as it would go. She felt it pulsate in her mouth and then felt his warm seed pouring into her esophagus. She tried to swallow as much as she could but there was too much of it and it started to drip out at the corners of her mouth. Nathan, who had been stroking his own cock feverishly during this, then rushed over and put his hand on her head and shot his own load all over the right side of her face. Rosalie was getting double shot, one in her throat and one on her face. She rather enjoyed that and she smiled as she wiped the excess cum from her face and licked it off of her fingers.

Nathan: “Okay girl! Now you gotta give up some of dat pussy! Come on get them clothes off?”

She looked up at him and noticed that his cock was rock hard again. She looked over at Duane and saw the same thing. How could that be? The both had just came hard only seconds ago. How could either of them have any more sperm in their balls?

Rosalie: “I don’t think either of those things will fit inside me.”

Nathan: “Awww shit bitch! You gotta give us a chance to try!”

Duane: “Yeah Rosey. I mean you been sashaying that ass in front of us all day! You can’t be teasin’ niggas like that!”

She hadn’t thought of it that way. She really was very horny and sucking their big dicks had made her pussy ache for a good fucking. She thought about what her parents would think if they ever found out. Her father alone would go ballistic. Still though she was 25 years old and wasn’t a little girl anymore.

Rosalie: “Okay, but not here. There’s a cot back there behind all those boxes. Frankie uses it from time to time. It’s back there all folded up. You two bring it here and set it up, and I’ll be naked before you get back.”

Nathan when to where she had directed him looking for the cot.

Nathan: “Oh shit there IS a cot back here.”

The two brothers went to the back of the stock room to retrieve the cot. Rosalie removed her blouse and her skirt, then her bra. She was starting to pull down her panties when they returned with the cot.

Nathan: “See D, I told ya she had a rocking body!”

Both guys smiled as Rosalie pushed her panties to the floor exposing a nicely trimmed pussy. The set the cot up and She got on it on all fours. Nathan put his cock in her face again and she took him into her mouth as Duane got between her legs behind her at the other end of the cot.

Duane rubbed the head of his cock across her drenched pussy lips coating it with her juices before steadying his other hand on her ass. He then pushed his cock between her pussy lips and she moaned out loudly.

Duane: “Damn man! This pussy is tight!”

He started to slowly pump in and out of her trying to get more in on each thrust and then suddenly she came hard with her first orgasm.

Rosalie: “Oh god! Oh my god! Your cock is so huge! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Fuck me!”

With the added lubrication from her orgasm, Duane started to pump in a little faster with gusto. Rosalie screamed around Nathan’s cock as he was pumping into her mouth. Two minutes later, and Rosalie came hard again. She had never cum twice in one session of sex let alone twice in mere minutes from each other.

When she finished shuddering from the second climax, Duane pulled out and switched places with Nathan. He put his pussy juice glistened cock in her face as she was catching her breath, and when she noticed it she put it into her mouth and started to lick it clean.

A few seconds later, Nathan was in position and was feeding his 12-inch monster into her pussy. Every time he pushed in he’d stop then try to get more in with an additional thrust, which at first was painful, but eventually her cervix gave way and opened up. Nathan now was getting a good full 10 inches into her and she came for a third time. With the extra lubrication he was able to work himself into her fully and after a few more pumps Nathan shot a load deep into her womb. Rosalie then had another orgasm.

She was then placed on her back and with her legs in the air Duane climbed up on the cot and fucked her in the missionary position for a while. The two men then took turns fucking her missionary for the next hour or so dropping a few more loads into her already sloppy cum-filled cunt. Rosalie had never had a sexual experience like this in her lifetime. Her pussy ached for more and more of their giant black salamis. She relished the taste of their black seed and swallowed every drop that was put near her mouth that she possibly could with glee.

Neither guy seemed to be finished. Each time they came and they were rock hard again Rosalie couldn’t believe it. By the time they had finished their threesome, it was close to about 7am Saturday morning. Rosalie fell fast asleep on the cot while Duane and Nathan sat up on the floor against the freezer smoking some marijuana.

Nathan: “You know what D? We didn’t fuck this white girl in her ass yet.”

Duane: “Damn man! What’s wrong with you?”

Nathan: “What? You thought we were done? We got all weekend to play with this bitch if we want to! Don’t you want some more?”

Duane: “Well…yeah. I don’t think we getting’ inside that small white asshole though.”

Nathan: “Shit man we can do it. Here’s what we gotta do, we let her sleep a little bit longer, then we get back to it. We can use some of that Crisco over there to get up in her. That’ll open her ass up.”

Duane: “Nigga yous a genius!”

They both banged fists and laughed a little bit before Duane got up and went over to a table that had a coffee pot on it. He prepared the maker to make some coffee then grabbed a newspaper and walked towards the bathroom.

Nathan continued to sit puffing on his joint staring at the sleeping Rosalie. She looked like an angel lying there even out cold and exhausted. He wondered if she was on the pill? In the long run he really didn’t care if she was to get pregnant. He just didn’t want to deal with any of the hassle.

Duane returned about 10 minutes later and poured two cups of coffee from the freshly made pot and brought one to his brother. They sat for a long while sipping coffee and puffing on a joint. It wasn’t until quarter of 9 that Nathan finally stood up.

Nathan: “Alright man, she’s slept enough. I’m gonna go wake her ass up. You get ready with that Crisco.”

Nathan went over to the cot and picked the sleeping Rosalie up like she was a small baby. She woke a little but was still very groggy. He then lay down on the floor on his back and with his hands around her waist, guided her down and impaled her pussy down onto his 12-inches. Rosalie moaned loud as he began to stroke it in and out of her.

Rosalie: “Ohhhh! Ohhh!! I’m gonna cum again! Ahhhh! You guys….I’m so tired! Ohhhh! But it feels so goood!!! Ahhhh! AAHHHHHH!”

Rosalie then had a wild orgasm. Nathan kept pumping into her, holding her body tightly against his own chest almost crushing her boobs between them. As she started to come down from the orgasm, he motioned to Duane who was coating his own dick with the Crisco. He took another couple of fingers full of it out of the can and walked over to the floor behind Rosalie. He spackled his Crisco-ed fingers into her asshole, and then quickly started to push his lubed up cock into her anus.

Rosalie: “Oww! What the fuck! What are you doing? You can’t get that monster in my ass! OWWW! Stop it!”

Nathan: “Relax baby! It only hurts at the beginning!”

She tried to move but Nathan was holding her down too tight as Duane worked his cock in. The Crisco did the trick and he got about 4 inches into her ass in only about thirty seconds of pushing. Suddenly, the pain dissipated and her cries turned back into moans. Both men were now pumping in and out with a regular rhythm and they double penetrated her body for the next ten minutes.

What Rosalie first thought was impossible was now fact as Duane’s whole ten inches was now up inside of her asshole. They both pulled out and switched places. Again it was a struggle to fill her ass because Nathan was a little larger, but Duane’s thickness had opened her up pretty well. She thought these guys were trying to kill her? Two minutes later, and the brothers started double pumping her holes again with ease. Rosalie had three orgasms in a row and made sounds that she never thought she could ever make.

They fucked for a while in double penetration, switching up a few times more. Rosalie was losing her mind in ecstasy. Both men dropped a couple of more loads inside her ass before painting her face with another one at the same time at the end of it all.

She wiped her face off with a napkin and then passed out again on the cot. This time she slept for a good solid three hours. When she finally woke up it was late Saturday afternoon. The Stephens brothers were long gone and the door to the back room that had locked them all in was now open. She saw that there was a note taped to the door so she got up to retrieve it. As she walked across the room she realized that she was still naked and that her ass and pussy were both still a bit sore. She grabbed the note and went back to the cot to sit and read it.

Note: Girl, we got the door open but you were sound asleep. We figured we’d bounce and let you rest. We figured it was the least we could do. Don’t worry, we won’t tell anybody what went on here this weekend. Tell Mister Walsh that the freezer is all set and we’ll mail him da bill. Thanks for the fun time girl it was great. –Nathan

Rosalie sat for a few more minutes with her head in her hands trying to fully wake up. Suddenly she realized something and her eyes widened and she looked up and said out loud.

Rosalie: “Fuck! Now how am I gonna get home???”