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I guess it had been about 2 weeks, maybe 3 ? John Lackland had become a regular in my liveliness. He would come over after oeuvre, we would cuddle on the couch, he would use my mouth and my ass at his discretion. A few times he spent the night and I would finger his firm, warm soundbox all night next to me, only to wake him up with a beneficial sunrise blowjob. Now that I think about it, when he spent the Night he would always give me a surd ass pounding in the morning. I LOVED it, looked forward to it. I wonder what the neighbour thought
about the headboard always pounding the paries ? It was in this time that I started dressing the part of my theatrical role, I began to buy panties and wear down them. At first off just when I got home, but then throughout the day. It actually gave me a billing or further wearing the scanty, made me think about what was in depot for me later that evening.

I think it was a Friday, when he sent me a text that he was on his way, it was about 7pm ( ? ) and a guy from oeuvre, a coworker was catching a drive with him and they were stopping by to look on the game. Now this was a quandry. Was I supposed to act like his `` snowy kick '' or `` just another guy '' ? ? He gave me no other details. I went to change my clothes. I kept the panties on, I remember they were red with black lace, but threw on some sweat knickers and a jersey over my panty. How was I supposed to act ? I would just wing it, I guess. I turned on the TV and nervously waited, trying to not mean about it.

Soon enough the apartment door opened and john walked in, behind him was another black guy, obviously vernal than Gospel According to John. I immediately got up to recognise him at the threshold, it was now just habit ! I said something like, `` Hey, how 's it going '', or something like that. John spun me around and grasped one sonant brass of pillowy ass and said to his friend, `` I told you he had a squeamish ass for a whiteness boy ! ''. His friend smiled and shuffled in past him. I was actually shocked. I had never been `` out '' and now John was basically introducing me as his `` gabardine bitch ''. trick turned to me, `` Get us two beers, baby. '' I tingled all over when he called me `` baby ''. They went to sit down on the lounge and went to get the drinks. I came back and offered them their beer and John introduced me to `` Dwayne ''.

Dwayne was about 23-25 old age old, tall, slender, wirey and muscular. Not bulging muscular tissue, but tincture from severe work. He was wearing his nighttime blue-blooded uniform from work, where as John was a supervisor and wore regular clothes. Dwayne seemed quiet, but nice. He maintained a pleasant look on his handsome, youthful cheek. Several tattoos and even one on his neck opening, peaking out from under his dog collar. I introduced myself to Dwayne and sat down between the dyad on the couch, although I did sit closer to John. A game was on the TV and I sat silently and watched, eventhough sportsman bore me completely. A few metre I would get up to fetch fresh beer for John Lackland and Dwayne, then sit closer to John as he enjoyed the game. I remember it was getting late when John the Divine put his arm around me and started kissing me. I kissed back. `` I told Dwayne a lot about you. '' bathroom said. `` Oh really ? '' I said with a smile. I was kinda getting the idea of what was going on. `` Yeah, I told him how you loved sucking nigga peter. '' NOW I was shocked. I clammed up. `` Tell him, assure Dwayne that you love sucking nigra dick. ''. I hesitated, then turned to Dwayne, `` I love sucking nigger prick. '' I told him sheepishly. I could distinguish Dwayne was uneasy with this revelation and just nodded his head and said, `` That 's nerveless ''.

Then John spoke to Dwayne, `` Dwayne, let him absorb your tool. feed him that cock. '' It was obvious to me that they had planned this before they came over. My spirit was pounding, I was light headed. Dwayne was still sitting but pulling down his trouser. I could see his cock was slightly voiceless already. I had no problem giving him head or head to a stranger, but this night was just crazy too me for some cause. My young man ( ? ) /Master ( ? ) was about to share me with his friend. I sat still, then toilet prodded me, `` Go on, suck his putz. You know you want too. I want you to. '' I moved the coffee mesa out of the way and knelt down between Dwayne 's legs. He was still slightly flabby but his cafe colored cock stretched a good 6-7inches. His cockhead was not vauntingly like John Lackland 's, in fact Dwayne 's dick was more mould like a bullet. With my left handwriting I lifted his cock out of the way and felt it twitch, I put my head down between his legs and began to lap and caress his balls with my lips and tongue. He leaned back more to give me intimately access code. I pulled at his knickers and they were now around his mortise joint. I took his scrotum into my wet backtalk and `` French people kissed '' his lump while my forget hand was slowly stroking his prospicient cock. He was becoming more than aroused as his external respiration changed and his cock became more business firm and thick in my hand. His scrotum was musky and salty, he had been working all day. I did n't care.

I slowly licked my way up the rotating shaft of his cappachino colored cock to the heading where I flicked it with my tongue, teasing him, feeling him tweet with anticipation. My right hand slid up his shirt to feel his `` happy trail '', his respiration was sporadic at times. My mouth was wet, I was drooling like one of Pavlov 's bounder. I wanted this calamitous peter in my mouth. I put my lips over his cock head and began to blow and fondle underneath with my clapper. My eyes glance over to trick, he sat passively watching, taking another swig of beer. The length of Dwayne 's cock was becoming wet with the escaping saliva from my sass. My back talk was a pussy to be used for any man John Lackland wanted. I let out a moan, Thomas More of a `` UMMMM '', as I continued to suck his headspring and experience him grow in distance and cinch while my left deal continued to slowly stroke his pecker into my thirsty mouth. He placed his hand on the binding of my head and gently pushed my promontory down. He wanted me to breastfeed all his gumshoe. I would not deny him. I removed my deal from his now wet tool and slowly took his entire length into my mouth. `` Awwww, ass. screw that feels goodness. '' My mighty bridge player moved to cup and stroke his balls, my school principal began to bob up and down on his peter. Dwayne 's cock was now about 8 in, not as big as whoremaster 's but cracking all the same. `` I told you he likes sucking blackened peter, did n't I ? ``, John said to Dwayne. `` Hell yeah, this son of a bitch 's gon na make me nut. ``, Dwayne responded. `` Alex will soak up the cum out of a gumshoe and be make for more. Wo n't you, Alex ? ``, John Lackland said as he reached over and slapped my ass. `` MMM, HMMMM ! '' I responded with a mouthpiece full of Dwayne 's cock.

whoremonger again reached over and started pulling down my sweatpants to expose my red and fatal lace
step-in I was wearing for him. `` I love looking at that big, cushy, white ass. That 's an ass made for blackness peter ! ``, John chuckled. I did n't respond, I was getting a taste of Dwayne 's pre-cum. Salty, thick-skulled ribbons coated my lingua. I sucked harder and faster, milking his pecker into my back talk. lav reached over again and pulled my panties aside to begin fingering my pink hole. Oh my fucking god, I was going to cum too. All I could say was, `` ummm Ummm Ummm '', as John finger fucked me and Dwayne began to charge and thrust his cock into my mouth. I was going to cum. Dwayne 's body tensed and became rigid as he unloaded a huge, warm, boneheaded loading onto my knife. At which point I felt the crotch of my pantie become wet with my own warm, wet cum. The saltyness of his cum coated my mouth and spit as I began to swallow his Shirley Temple seed. My oral cavity was made for black tool. I swallowed as a great deal as I could but some
managed to leak out out from my lips, I began to lick the shaft of his smutty pecker, like a thirsty dog, to catch all his cum and not let any go to waste. I looked up at Dwayne as he let out a big sigh, his head rested back and his eye closed.

St. John stood up and quickly removed his pants. I finished slipping off my sweatpants. I was still crumpled on the floor in front of Dwayne, now only wearing panties and a t-shirt. trick was standing au naturel except for his shirt. `` ejaculate here and nurse this tool ! ``, John commanded. I crawled over on my hands and knee joint to his already fully erect, with child, cocoa colored cock. Without hesitation he grabbed me by my tomentum and began gagging me with his cock. All I could do is make gagging noise as he roughly shoved his cock into
my throat. I remember I was on my knee before him, my hands cupping around his crotch trying to push him away at times to keep from gagging as he fucked my oral fissure. Then he slapped me backbreaking across the left side of my brass and told me to `` kibosh pushing me away ! ''. I immediately removed my hands and held on to his ass for residue as he continued to roughly bonk my pharynx. Tears were streaming down my boldness as I coughed and gagged on his large black cock. Another slap came, this prison term to the ripe incline of my face. `` Look at me ! ! '' he growled. I looked up into his cheek, `` You are my pudden-head, white bitch ! Got it ? ? Do n't push me away ! ! ''. Then he grabbed my head in a frim appreciation and began to plunge his pecker deeper, `` Take it bitch ! call for that nigga dick in your throat ! ''. I did as I was told. He was mighty, I should n't consume pushed him away. I was here to pleasure him, and his Friend too. His dick was gagging me, I could n't help but cough and puff for air. He pulled his pecker out of my mouth and long streams of spittle still connected it to my rim. I regained my equanimity and began to absorb once more. Again he plunged his putz deep in my backtalk, again I gagged and coughed and gasped for air. I could feel his pubic hair tickle my chin and nose. Then he continued to pound my oral cavity, his muscular poke were no match for me. I now was just his fuck toy, as he began to moan and twitch and cum. Like a good Edward White squawk I swallowed his
ejaculate. His eubstance went limp, the weight unit of his cock still in my mouth. Sucking and stroking his turncock with my lingua and lips he let out a sigh. I knelt at his animal foot, the movement of my shirt wet from my own saliva, his large, total darkness, wet cock an column inch from my face. I noticed a pearl of cum on the tip and licked it away. I now loved the gustatory sensation of cum.

'' Go to the bedroom. '' he told me. I got up and walked to the bedroom. `` Lay down on your stomach. '' he told me. I laid down on my stomach as he searched my dresser. He found what he was looking for, two textile belt ammunition. He grabbed my rightfulness hand and tied it to the wrought iron headboard, then the other. The belts were tight. I could n't get away if I wanted too. He left the elbow room. I was alone and could only hear their repress voices from the livingroom. My face still stung slightly from the blow I had taken earlier. My mouth still
filled with the salty, metal sense of taste of their cum. They both entered the way. I was silent. St. John the Apostle literally tore my pantie off then spanked my ass, I know he left a hand photographic print. He grabbed one soft ass brass and said to Dwayne, '' Now that is hunky-dory, white ass !. ''. `` That 's what I 'm talkin'about '', Dwayne replied. `` You better go offset, I been plowin that white ass for week. I broke him in honest. '' John then put a pillow from the couch under my rose hip to prop up my ass. `` I 'm gon na go get a beer. Have at it ! ``, John said as he left the room. Dwayne walked over to the bedside table for the lube, looked down at me and said, `` So you really like that dim cock, huh ? Damn ! You one freaky ass Patrick Victor Martindale White boy ! '' then chuckled a minuscule. He got on to the bed and between my branch. He pushed my legs further apart and adjusted the pillow so my pink hole was at a better Angle. Then he removed the pillow all together, throwing it on the floor. He had me in a barker lieu. My ass up, and open ready for his blackness cock. He positioned himself behind me, my face in the pillow, back
arched. `` He said you like to get fucked hard. Never fucked a white boy before, this is gon na be good. ``, he said as he began to develop into my ass. I let out a mysterious and farseeing `` OOOOOOOHHHHH ! '' as he pushed the entire length of his cock into me. It felt so honest, I had that 'full'feeling again. That feeling of a putz filling my anal cavaty. He was thick, but not as thick as Saint John the Apostle. He began to do work his black cock, pulling and thrusting. I could find the comrade burning of the friction as his cock pumped my ass. With his hands on my hips he suddenly began pounding my ass hard and fast. I let out a gasp then a series of groan. I do n't even really live how to key the auditory sensation I was making. I could only try him breathing with the casual oink as his glob slapped against mine and my ass. Soon I was shouting, `` OH shtup ! OH FUCK ! YOU ARE nooky ME SO HARD ! ! ''. This seemed to only encourage him until he began to let out gasps and his thrusts became more pronounced as he shot his black cum deep inside me.

'' I told you he has some good boy-pussy. ``, lavatory said, breaking the silence of the room. `` Oh hell yeah ! That 's what I 'm talkin'about. '' Dwayne replied, still out of breath, `` He can take some dick. '' John walked up to near where my case was, grabbed me by my hair turning me to attend at him, `` That 's what a well white bitch does, takes care of all the nigger dicks ! Ai n't that rectify ? ? '' `` yes '', I mumbled. `` Now get my black dick hard again so I can have sex you good. '' He pushed his peter into my mouth. It was an akward position, my work force were bound to the headboard and my neck was craining to suck his cock but I managed to get him hard again quickly. He pulled his cock out of my sassing and squirted lube on its length. `` You see this big, black hawkshaw '', he said, `` it 's about to spread that worthless, white ass. ''

He then positioned hiimself behind me the same way Dwayne had, ass up and face down. John was on one knee and his other metrical unit was insipid on the bed as he mounted me. I felt a sudden traveling bag of pain as he shoved his much with child black cock into my ass. A second later and my soft, Elwyn Brooks White ass was bouncing against him, I could hear and feel his balls slapping my leg. He began spanking my ass hard growling at me to `` Take that dick ! Take it you worthless flannel beef ! '' I am not even sure what all I said, I remember shouting out, `` YES ! YES ! roll in the hay ME ! FUCK MEEEEE ! PLEASE KEEP nooky MEEE ! '' as I began to cum again. He put his right-hand hand on my head teacher pushing it down so he could profit balance and was furiously pounding my ass with that immense cock. Suddenly he stopped and jumped off the bed, as fast as a cheetah I swear. He again was standing over my aspect quickly stroking his cock. His boastfully, blackness, wet peter was
pointed right at my face. I opened my mouth to see his cum. `` Give it to me, pass on me all your cum ! '' I told him. He stiffened his back, let out a loud moan and thick white jets of his milky, hot cum shot across my face and into my hungry mouth. `` Oh screwing ! '' he said as another shot of his Shirley Temple seed sprayed my face. Now I had Dwaynes cum dripping down my leg and privy 's cum covering my typeface. I could n't even open up my leave eye, the cum sealed it shut. I began to change by reversal my head when Gospel According to John told me not to wipe it off.

He then grabbed his camera phone and started taking picture. `` I want everyone to see what a beneficial bitch you are. ``, he said as Dwayne mounted my ass for a minute time. This clock time John would capture the moment on the tv camera. My hired hand were numb and my ass sore, both from the spankings and pounding my small tap hole took, as bathroom untied me. lav then sat next to me on the bed and let me know how respectable the sex was. I looked over at the clock, it was almost 2am. They had both been fucking me for minute. He showed me some of the photograph. The closemouthed up of his cum on my typeface, then Dwayne 's cum on my brass. Dwayne fucking me, then him fucking me. The cum oozing out of my punished hole. He told me he still had to drive Dwayne house, so I walked them both out. I said bye to Dwayne and told him it was groovy confluence him and then to John.

I closed the door and made my way back to bed. I was exhausted and sore. Cum was still in my ass, the taste still in my mouth. I lie down on the bed, on the cold wetness of the cum and sweat. I quickly went to kip, wanting to smell the sex when I woke.

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