The True Color of Friendship

CHAPTER SEVEN


Later that morning Mehree and Flora left the hotel together to get a late breakfast, when three men walked up to Mehree and surrounding her.

“Mehree Bok,” The oldest asked her.

“Yes” She replied uncertainly.

“You will come with us.”

“Who are you…why?” Mehree asked.

“Where from the South African Embassy. You must come now!” She sat alone in the back seat of their car while they drove me to South African embassy. When they got to the embassy, they escorted her to a bedroom upstairs. She could feel the anger in the older man looking at her.

“You Chafer lover! Your going to take my cock in your pretty little whore mouth… now bitch! And if you bite me, I’ll beat the shit out of you!” Offered no only choice, Mehree sucked his cock.

After he cummed in her mouth, he pushed her down and fucked her. Then he fucked her again! After that she lost track of what happened. He returned again and again to fuck her. It seemed like he must have fucked her over a dozen times over the next two days. Luckily on the third day, he left Mehree alone, and she was able to rest and recover her strength. But, the way she was being treated reminded her of how the Blacks were treated in South Africa. All the brutality she had grown up with, was now being used against her while she was held against her will.

Mehree’s eyes are really opened by the way South African Embassy forcefully treated her and then movies to evict her from the Dellums’ home and plans of sending bac back to South Africa because she is a minor. For the first time in her life, Mehree felts what its like to be prisoner with out any rights or feelings. Remembering how Flora was treated at home was a touchstone to give her a new appreciation for tolerance and sexual freedom.

She sat quietly thinking, “Do I really want to South African, to my old home.” Her father waited there for her, but she felt differently about him now that shd exd experienced the freedom of America. During her stay in America, she had learned that color or family doesn’t mater when you express yourself sexually, so long as you’re not abusive and don’t harm any one. In a flash, she decided that America was her new home. Mehree wasn’t sure yet where she stay and how to support herself. She had an idea though. But her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. A young female secretary opened the door and said, “Miss Huan, please come with me.”

When she walked out in the hallway and she noticed a tall-distinguished looking elderly man was standing at the bottom of the stairs. In a moment she recognized that it was President Ronald Reagan. The American president looked up at her and asked, “Are you Mehree Bok?” She nodded her head smiling, knowing that the presence of this man had to be a positive sign.

“Hello young women, I’m President Reagan, please come with me. I’m here to take back to Congressmen’s Dellums home.”

Soon she was riding in the back of a large black car, its dark tinted windows letting in very little light. She was a lone accept for President Reagan who sat next to her. While she felt over whelmed by everything that happen to her, Mehree was sure that she was very thankful to her rescuer. It actually turned her on that the leader of the free world had taken the time to help out one little girl from South Africa. ‘This man radiated real power, and it wasn’t the kind that came from a Billy club or a whip like her fathers did,’ Mehree thought.

“Thank you so much Mr. President, for helping me today!”

“O, that quite all right Mehree. Congressmen Dellums told me about your problem. I’m glad I could help.”

After wrapped her arms around him in thanks, she kept her left arm him, and placed her right hand on the inside of his upper left thigh. “But for a big powerful man like you to take the time to help a little defenseless girl like me…well it excites me, if you know what I mean.”

President Reagan smiled back at her, not quit sure what she meant. But he was certain when Mehree pulled off her blouse and rubbed silky bra, which held firm pointed breasts, against his face. Then she opened up his pants and swallowed up his soft cock. Despite Mehree actions and her wonderful body and beauty, it really surprised him that his usually soft manhood actually started growing in her mouth.

Earlier he hnstanstantly noticed that she had a really sexy form. So, with his passion flamed by her tongue licking his manhood, he ran both his hands under her bra and cupping both her lovely breasts in his hands. Smiling a wolfish grin, he kissed her teenage breasts and then said, “Young woman, yours’ are the nicest…teenage breasts I’ve held for a long - long time.”

She tried to speak without taking him out of her mouth and he felt the vibrations of her voice on his cock.

\"What did you say, honey?” The President asked, “I couldn\'t understand you?\"

Mehree laughed and looked up at him, pulling back off his cock, \"I said, do like my thank you?\"

The feelings she was giving him made him moan with pleasure in response, and he almost made him lose control of the lustful little girls fine cock sucking. He shook himself out of his reverie and said, \"That\'s good, honey. You\'re doing a fine job.”

The President reached around Mehree and then removed her bra. When the silk lace fell from her tasty nipples, he sucked them up in his mouth.

Tasting his precum juice, she pulled off him. Kneeling in front of him, Mr. Reagan ran his hands around Mehrees smooth soft ass and pulled down her panties. Because Nancy’s and his sex life and cooled long ago and he hadn’t tasted a woman in years President Reagan’s faced glowed with passion as he leaned towardr. Tr. Then placing his face between her legs, he pressed his tongue out to taste her sweet juices. Penetrated by his tongue, Mehree gave out a soft moan as he began to work his tongue through her slick slit, teasing her erect clit as he did. Both her hands moved to his hand and her fingers pressed his head into her. “Hummm!” she moaned again and again as he ate her out until he couldn\'t take it any longer, then he moved his throbbing cock up against her sweet pussy.

Mehree then sat down in his lap, her weight pressing his cock up in to her. As her cunt lips parted, she felt them envelop the full length of his shaft. With his cock buried deep in her now, he rocked back and forth with the incredible sensation of his hard raging on inside this beautiful young girl. The feeling of the walls of her tight soft velvet pussy was incredibly intense. Fucking him slow and hard, when Mehree cummed her pussy juices flowed down his cock into his lap. Gabbing her firm little hips, he started to pump his cock his full length in and out in a furious assault into O-so-tight light pussy. With her legs wrapped around his ass, Mehree gyrated her butt in tune with his motions.

“O, Mr. President, I didn’t think a man your age could be so good!”

“Thank you, I stay very active, but I don’t think my heart can take much more?” It was at that moment that a buzzer went off and over the intercom they heard. “Are you all right Mr. President? Your medical scanner shows a heart warning light is going off.”

“Mehree, I’m sorry, but I think we better stop, or Vice President Bush may pro promoted They then redressed while they talked quietly during the rest of the drive.” Soon, the limo stop and Mehree walk towards the front door of the Dellum’s house.

Mehree had only been away from her old ‘home’ South Africa for a few weeks now, but she had changed forever now. A stranger from a strange land, Mehree was realizing the ultimate lesson about tolerance, friendship, and sexuality. Now, as liberated women Mehree walked into the Congressmen home. To her good luck, only he was inside waiting for her alone. Getting right to the point, Mehree walked up to Ron and said. “I want to stay in American.”

“So what do you plan on doing? How will you pay your bills?” Senator Dellums asked.

“Can I stay with you family until I get on my feet?” Mehree asked.

“Sure, but you still have told me how your going make money?”

“I want to work for President Reagan. Ron, you know him, can you get me an interview? I’ll do anything he wants me to do.”

“Ok, I’ll call the Oval office right now.”





The next day at school, Piper saved Mehree from two black gang members who had grabbed hold of her and attempted to rape her. Seeing the hate in their eyes, Mehree was afraid they were going to kill her. But Luckily, Piper heard Mehree cries for help and shot them down with her revolver, rescuing her. Mehree was very grateful and full of excitement, to show her thanks; she went down on her as soon they got in the front door. Her brother was already there.

At first Phil watched, but after Mehree invited him, he took turns fucking what holes that were not being attended to. Mehree also suggested that they call Roscoe, their mom, to join in. Soon a lovely orgy broke out, with Roscoe trying to keep up with their adolescent libidos.

The orgy began with Roscoe deeply kissing Piper, at the same time fondling her body. She pulled open her daughters dress and started to play with her nipples. She started sucking on them as she pulled down her clothes. Meanwhile, Phil picked up his video camera and started recording the fun.

\"Wait for me.\" Mehree started stripping out of her clothes as Phil went around so he could get both Mehree and his mom and his sister on the bed in the same shot. Mehree slipped into the bed next to Piper. Roscoe was sucking on one of Pipers nipples; Mehree went for the other one. She sucked on the nipple then kissed Piper on the mouth as Roscoe moved down Pipers body.

\"YES, lick me you bitch.\" Piper begged as Roscoe pushed aside her thong and attacked her pussy. Piper then reached over and started to play with Mehrees body. Then she felt Roscoe pull out a vibrator and start working on her pussy, paying special attention to her clit. \"Yes right there, fuck me Mom, yes.\" She groaned and thrashed, she enjoyed playing it up for the camera.

Mehree repositioned herself and kneeled over Pipers face and slowly lowered her pussy onto the young girls face. \"Eat me,\" Mehree ordered and Piper shoved her tongue deep into her pussy. \"Oh yes you are so good.\" Mehree played with her own nipples as Jessica got her off with her spectacular tongue work. Mehree turned around so that she was facing down Pipers body then got bent forward so she could help eat out Piper.

Roscoe moved away from Pipers pussy as Mehree moved in. She handed the vibrator to Mehree then went and got another one and moved around behind Mehree. She inserted a vibrator into Mehrees pussy as Piper licked Mehrees cunt, moving it around a bit, Roscoe got the dildo nice and wet. She pulled the vibrator out of Mehrees pussy and heard a whimper of disappointment out of Mehree. She moved in and started to lick at Mehrees asshole. She put the vibrator at the entrance of Mehrees ass. She slowly worked the vibrator into Mehrees ass as she licked at both the dildo and Mehrees ass. She looked up to see Phil filming the whole scene; she gave him a sexy smile as she continued to work on Mehree.

Mehree screamed out in orgasm, the sensations were just too much for her. She fell off Piper and Roscoe qui too took her position over Piper. Mehree moved in behind Roscoe pulling apart her ass cheeks she used her tongue to lick up and down Roscoe’s butt. Mehree then put her tongue at Roscoe\'s asshole and pushed it inside.

\"O God!\" Roscoe shouted out in pleasure as the two girls played with her she felt herself cumming all over Piper\'s face, she slipped off of her.

\"My turn\" Piper reached for Mehree.

\"Wait I\'ve got a surprise for you.\" Roscoe reached under the bed and pulled out a couple of strap on dildos. \"What do you say, do you want to be fuck? And, hey Piper, do you want it up your back ‘pi-per’?”

\"Please, both of you at once?\" Piper tried to sound nervous and sexy at the same time.

\"Definitely.\" Roscoe buckled on her dildo and helped Mehree with hers. \"Lay down Piper, I want your ass.\" Piper laid down on the bed.

While Piper felt both dildos enter her, she played with Mehrees sweet tits. With Roscoe behind her, she demanded, \"Fuck my ass, Mom!\" Piper soon felt Roscoe’s strap on pushing into her asshole.

\"Yes shove it all the way in.\" Piper rode back and forth on both two dildos inside of her.

\"God yes fuck me. I want to feel it, YES!\" Piper screamed out in orgasm and collapsed onto Mehree. The three of them lay in a sweaty ball for a while as Phil continued to filmed them.

\"Time for a shower ladies.\" Roscoe stood up and grabbed Piper and Mehree by the hands leading them into the bathroom. She turned on the water and all three of them climbed into the shower. It was a tight fit but they worked together soaping each other up.
Mehree sure could feel it when they finished, because she could hardly walk from all the fucking!


Mehree’s fun continued that Friday when she accompanied Piper, who’s a cheerleader, to a high school football prep rally. The cool part about it was that before the game, the cheerleaders sucked off all the football players. “Its for good luck,” Piper told her. So she joined in as the boys took turns giving Mehrees mouth a happy ride. Mehree hadn’t realized that Peper was so experienced until she saw her sucking off two cocks in her mouth at the same time!

After the game Pepper and Mehree took the whole team on. While they all showered together, all the players took turns on them. Black or white, the pleasuring didn’t seem tttertter that night. Mehree hadn’t realized that how much fun it could be to have so many different men’s cocks in her. Literally a wash in cumn, she discovered that night, that while the taste of cumn varied from boy to boy, it was how they used the cocks and not their size or color that really matter. Well, actually size does matter some. So, you could say it was another experience that ‘stretched’…. her horizons, and physically as well!



In the United States, Mehree would learn from her new friends, including the Senator Dellums family, that sexual friendship is colorblind. So, two days later she walked into the Oval office, where sitting behind a large dark wood desk was President Reagan.
Mehree started the conversation, “Thank you for granting me an interview Mr. President. He nodded smiling, and waved a hand at a chair for her to sit down in. “I’ve already gone over your paper work.” He told her. “Everything looks like it’s in order. You should make a good intern or a secretary her with us. But I would like to say, I do like your style young lady, you’ve got real get and go! So, which job would like to do?”

She looked at him with a seductive smile. “What do you desire Mr. President?” He looked at her with a blank look, like he was unable to make up his mind.

“Mr. President, I’ll let you decide that later. But before you do that why don’t I dance for you?” Mehree was carrying a small tape player with her, which she placed on his desk.

Seeing the machine, President Reagan said, “Careful with that. Remember what happened to Nixon. We can’t have what I say ending up on the tonight show, or no the Six o’clock news.”

“Don’t worry, it can’t record.” She said smiling, having already pressed record on the mini cassette recorder in her purse. Then she pulled out a medicine bottle of viagra, opened it, and withdrew two pills, which she handed to the President.

“What’s this?” he asked

“It’s new,” giving him an innocent smile; “it’ll help you keep it up… for sex.”

President Reagan shared her smile as he took the pills from her and swallow them down. “O, yes.” he said with his world famous smile, “I’ve heard of them. Do you know what happens when a lawyer takes viagra?”

“No.” She said shaking her head.

“He gets taller!”

Then Mr. Reagan took out a heart pill andk itk it for insurance. “Mehree,” he said as he got up, “I think we better go to the Kennedy room next door.” After they walked in, she then hit the play button on the tape player.

The President watched her with burning desire as she starting to dance. Mehree reaching down and caressing her body as she moved. She rubbed her hands across her stomach and down around her hips, swaying and rocking to the beat, looking at him as she danced. Then she reached both hands down to the zipper in the back of her miniskirt, which she unzipped and let fall to the floor, arching her back she raised her arms up into the air as she let it fall, pulling up her breasts in front of his face. Then she stepped out of it with one leg, and with the other she flipped it into his lap. Sitting there with his mouth open, he had a raging desire for her and to his surprise he actually felt a stirring in his pants. President Reagan could hear her purring with satisfaction at the hard-on she was giving him.

“Nice catch, sweetie!” Mehree said. She winked at him as he gazed in wonder at the tiny little piece of clothing that moments before had been snug against her hot little body. Mehrees magnificent ass was now in full view as she danced, hidden only by the tiny little cotton thong underwear she wore. Her thong did little to cover her hot, sexy little butt cheeks. They were so tight and firm and fine, you could have bounced a quarter off them. No wonder every boy in the neighborhood wanted a crack at her - one look at that fine little ass of hers and he was a goner.

Mehree continued to dance in her little pair of underwear, swaying her hips back and forth in a sexy, seductive motion. Her eyes closed as she danced, a sultry little smile crept across her lips, letting me know she was enjoying it too. Her little white blouse clung tightly to her body, and he could tell all she wanted to do was get out of it. Suggeugged on the edge of it, pulling it back and forth higher across her stomach, teasing me with a view of her magnificent breasts, which were still cupped in the bikini top that he could see through her shirt.

He was still blown away by having Mehrees little skirt in my lap. The President could see how hot she was for him, so she decided to have a little more fun with him. Still dancingthe the beat, she went over and kneeled down in front of him, sitting on the couch. She reached and took the skirt from his hand and tossed it behind her, shooting him a sexy look right into my eyes as she did. Reaching up, she brushed one hand across his cheek, and then slid a finger in his mouth. Playing and caressing his face as she did, she letting Ronald suck on the end of her finger. Mehree let her hand slowly slide downward across his chest and stomach, getting him hotter than he could imagine. Like a reflex, he jumped up slightly, unable to believe that she was kneeling in front of him.

Ronald Reagan could only watched in amazement, as Mehrees hot, sexy little ass stuck out while she kneeled in front of me, and she gave me a show by grinding it back and forth as she moved and rubbed him. Every once in a while, she’d look up into his eyes and give him a wink, letting him know she wanted me right here, right now. The music kept going, and so did Mehree, and she was ready to turn up the heat.

“So,” she said to, pu, pulling his hand up to her mouth and sticking one finger in, lightly sucking as she asked, “Are you horny?”

“Um--,” h,” he mumbled.

“Awww, that’s good,” Mehree said, smiling. “‘Cause I’m in the mood for some FUN!”

He let a moan -- “OOOOAH!” -- not believing that this sexy little teenager -- whom, from the looks of her, could probably fuck him so hard that George Bush would be moving into the White House tomorrow.

“Well then,” Mehree sighed with a sexy look on her face, “help me out of my shirt!”

He mumbling “All right!” and helped Mehree to peel her blouse off her hot little body, finally revealing in full the body he’d been dying to see. Mehree danced to the middle of the room in front of him, putting her hands on her hips as she twirled her behind at him again. She then turned around, raised an eyebrow at him. Put up one hand in the air, she gave him the “come here” sign again with her finger.

As she did so, the President knew that this little sexpot had him in the palm of her hand, and he was powerless to resist. He walked over towards her in the room and he sat down in a chair in the center of the room. Mehree then started dancing in front of him, slowly moving her ass back and forth in front of his face again, looking back every now and then with a little smile to see how turned on she was getting him.

‘God was she ever,’ President Reagan thought as he stared at her perfectly toned and tanned little fifteen-year-old rear end, just inches from his face. The sight of her underwear tugging at her buns was so hot, Ronald Reagan just wanted to rip them off and bury my face in that little pussy of hers. He could hardly resist, and reached out at one point, but Mehree felt my hands on her and reached around and with a little wag of her finger, said “uh-uh!” Giving him a promising smile.

Mehree continued to danced on in front of the President, holding her hair up with her hands and biting her bottom lip in a very sexy way, letting him know how hot she was. The leader of the free world had to adjust his cock again and again as he watched her dance a seductive little dance in front of him. The music started towards a crescendo, and Mehree turned around and faced him.

“So, how’s my audition going so far? You like what you see?” she asked.

“Oh yeah, Mehree, I LOVE what I’m seeing so far,” He replied.

“You think you’re ready for more?” she said. The President gulped in response, unable to speak. Mehree kept dancing her sexy little dance in front of me, curling my hair in her hand.

“Oh yeah, baby, am I ever!” He replied.

“Mmmmmm, I like that…” Mehree purred.

They walked up to a large couch, Mehree stroking and rubbing him all over. Mehree turned around and faced him. While he was still fully clothed, she planted the wettest, sexiest, most sensual French kiss he’d ever had. Her tongue darted in and around his mouth, tasting, wanting, licking and even biting here and there. They grabbed each other tightly, wrapping their arms around each other’s bodies, his hands feeling the toned muscles all over her torso, and her plump, succulent breasts. He felt her amazing ass in my hands, and with that she jumped and squeezed both of her hot legs around his waist, pressing her crotch right upon his cock.

Mehree knew what to do. She reached down towards his belt and began unbuckling it, bending over as she did. He got to see her amazing body bent over towards him, heading towards his cock. Her back and her ass were simply unbelievable, so hot and sexy. Ronald Reagan held her beautiful hair his hands pressed her head down ward, as she made her way into his pants and then into his briefs.

“Oooooh, I real like your cock,” she purred, looking up at him. She then started unbuttoning his shirt, kissing him all the way down from his chest to his stomach as she yanked off his briefs, exposing my now-throbbing cock right into her face. She then twirled his briefs above her head before throwing it to the side.

They were now both nearly naked. Her body began to glisten with sweat, making him desire her even more. The lust he had for her was about to burn him up, he thought, but he wanted to enjoy it for as long as he could. Her thong and her tiny cotton bikini bra just barely covered her hot body, and it was all he could do to keep from ripping them off her. But he was patient; his heart forced him to be so.

Mehree’s hand made her way all around his cock, rubbing and stroking, stroking and rubbing. He grabbed the rails of the bed as Mehree moved towards his cock to get her head into position, and began lovingly licking, tasting, and sucking his rock-hard shaft, teasing him by lightly licking me up and down len length of his shaft.

He loved the feeling of her mouth and tongue tasting him, licking his cock, as her hands reaching around to grab his butt to hold herself there as she sucked him. The feeling was absolutely orgasmic, Ron could feel her throat taking his member in, as she wanted to taste his load shooting down her throat. He held off as long as I could, and Mehree knew he was getting close to shooting, when she pulled away.

“Mmmmmmmmm, let’s not get you too hot before the main course. You’ve got to pace yourself,” she said, lightly moaning and looking up at him as she said it. She reached both hands around his neck and pulled him toward her, kissing him deeply as she did. He moved toward her on the bed, reaching around to undo her bra, which fell to the side, exposing her large, perfectly rounded, amazing breasts. They were heavenly, so toned and firm, and he started suckling on them.

Mehree lay back on the couch, her back arched, and there was only one piece of clothing left to take off before they could truly feel each other. President Reagan made his way down toward her pussy, wrapping my fingers around the string of her panties, pulling them down and revealing her oh-so-heavenly blonde curly bush. Then he licked and tasting her, using his tongue and mouth to going down on her. Her skin tasted so good, so perfect and tan, so firm and tight. God, he hadn’t tasted a woman with a body like this in twenty years or more, and he was enjoying every second. He got her panties all the way off, and Mehree kicked them playfully off the bed.

“Mmmm…” Mehree moaned as his tongue made its way back up her leg toward her crotch. “I’m ready…”

“And me too,” President Reagan said, tasting her luscious blonde bush. He moved back up toward her head, and with a thrust of his groin, he entered her. Her pussy felt amazing as he pressed his whole cock inside her, Ro Rea Reagan felt like he was going to shoot right away. She was so tight, so perfect, and so fine. He started humping his cock in and out of, the orgasmic pleasure about to burst out of him.

“OOHHHH!” they both moaned in orgasm fury, he heard her say as his cumn over flowed from her pussy, “YES! OH YES! OH GOD YES! OH YEAH! MAKE ME COME AGAIN AND AGAIN!”

The feelings of bring this unbelievably hot teenager sex goddess to orgasm got him even hotter, and he kept plunging inside her, harder and harder and harder. The sexual ecstasy they were having was unbelievable. She was so wet and tight with his cock inside her. The friction of her tight pussy, the hotness of her wet juices took him higher and higher. Their arms and hands held each other so tight, their naked bodies sweating and pressed against each other, wanting, desiring and fucking each other’s brains out. That viagra stuff must be pretty good, he thought. Mehree went on, and the passion brought him to another orgasm. And then….

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” they both erupted in pleasure and ecstasy, cumming at the same time together so hard that he thought they’d never stop. Their bodies felt the pleasure of each other washing over us, and Mehree quivered as she felt her orgasm against him.

They both lied together for a while, still bathing in the heat, sweat and sex of the fuck we\'d both had. Then she turned to him and said, \"So do I get the job?\"

\"Oh yeah, sweet thing,\" Ronald Reagan replied, \"I’ll give you anything you want!\"

“That’s wonderful, first thing I want is for the United States to place an embargo on South Africa until Apartheid is overthrown!”

“OK honey, I order the United States Navy to start the blockade immediately.” Then the most powerful man in the world asked the little girl from South Africa, “Do you want me to authorize the use of nuclear weapons?”

Mehree deliberated for a moment, before answering him.