When I was younger back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main attraction on the stages of the social club in this country. One of the very few white girls who would dance where mostly pitch-dark cleaning woman would throw off their teat. I made my pearl though. Made them by sucking and fucking lots and lots of orotund smutty bones, before, after, and sometimes even during my display. I even belong to the queen of nigger cabaret, with the black spade tattoo with the Q in the midriff of it and everything on my left wing ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my blossom I was a lissom 113 lbs. ) milky E. B. White skin and foresightful black hair down my backrest that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this piazza like a bloodless goose feathering in a pile of black ostrich plumage. My tit are sizeable, not too big but not even close to minuscule, and the rest of my build has gotten Nice and well-endowed as I've get under one's skin older.

And that figure is accented greatly each day by a wardrobe that is sluttier than that of a common street Zimmer. I don't even own a pair of pants or any bras or step-in at all and haven't for years. life story has most definitely been interesting. A life history that has been dedicated to black men and lots of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my life sentence though. Like about middle-class T. H. White girls growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the pore direction and desire to be educated and well religious. My devout parents were strict, at least they really thought they were. They sent me to parochial schoolhouse which included Sundays and of course every summer there were Scripture cantonment. religion never was my cup of tea but I went through it all for my parent's sake, kept up the whole façade.

I was far from the prude that they always thought that I was though. I had boyfriends as early as football team years old, and would lift around with them every opportunity I got. I lost my virginity in 8th grade when I was fourteen and my beau at the fourth dimension Tommy and I fucked almost every other day for a good six months. My parents never knew They always thought that I was pure, a Virgo the Virgin. If either of them was still living today and had ever witnessed the woman that I grew to become though, it would have destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the first few long time of it all after I left home for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in former 1982, I was smart sufficiency to stop up myself a nice little college scholarship at a esteemed but lesser known Christian school day. The exclusively matter was it was located way down in Georgia. It took a lot of convincing but I finally got my parents to apply me their permission to exit my hometown of cristal, Wisconsin.

At the time, I thought I really had achieved something, not knowing that Brewton Parker College was giving out scholarships like candy then because of an unusual membership drive. It didn't subject either way because I only lasted eight months as a Brewton Parker magnate. I had with other things on my mind. Here is how it all began.

It was September 1982 ; a aplomb autumn day and the wind briskly blew the falling leaves across the sidewalk and into the pasturage and also out to the street. I clicked my boring dim pumps against the pavement as I was walking home from my work as a teller. This particular day I was especially happy because in lupus erythematosus than a workweek's clock time I would finally be starting my first year of college.

I had only been living in setting Vernon, Georgia for about three hebdomad, and it took all the money that I had left in my savings account to get myself down here but I did it. I didn't qualify for a dorm elbow room at the college, so I got myself a nice niggling apartment and a swanky little cashier's job at Dollar full general to pay for the economic rent. Not too shabby for an independent midwestern lady friend who just turned eighteen.

I was planning on majoring in sociology and ever since BPC had accepted me it was all that I could imagine about. On this special day I was wearing a white and Shirley Temple skirt and sweater set with solid white tights and the aforementioned inglorious pumps. I was carrying a sociology text account book that I just bought and was reading it during my tiffin pause that day.

Getting acclimated to the area proved to be an everyday learning experience. The way that I was walking home each day from work was now blocked by building. So, I had to get a dissimilar way home. Somewhere along the contrast I ended up walking further away from my apartment and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an fresh business organisation district walking alongside a orotund un-mowed airfield that had a set of railroad cart track on the other side of it. The street was virtually vacant, and nightfall was flying approaching.

All alone in an stranger town I started to get a picayune bit concerned about being out past wickedness. I saw a face street up ahead which would take me over the running and onto another principal drag. Or so I thought. I decided to direct that and get to the other side. There seemed to be Sir Thomas More lights over there but it was just a false belief. I ended up on a much darker road that didn't have any house or building, just the tracks on one English and wood on the other. Maybe if I walked a picayune faster I could get through it all.

It was starting to get a minuscule chilly so I pulled my sweater a little Thomas More closed as I walked on. Up ahead I noticed a igniter that looked like a flaming burning in the woods. As I got closer to it, I saw that it was indeed a fervour and there was three African American men standing around it. ‘ Just what I need'I thought to myself, ‘ lost and alone in the middle of nowhere and I come across thugs ’. It didn't take long for them to notice me either and one of them smiled and started to walk out towards me on the road.

Lucas :"Heeeey child ? What's you doin'out here all by your lonesome ?"

I tried to disregard him. I continued to walk and restrain a extensive distance trying to get around him. The man got closer to me and now was standing about twenty feet in front of me on the road causing me to contain walking altogether. This was a pivotal stage of my spring chicken. I suppose that you could debate that if I had just turned around and walked away from him maybe my life would have gone down a dissimilar path. Or maybe they would have chased me, I mean how was I to know what was going to happen here.

Years later in hindsight I dispute the impression that anything dissimilar from what was about to go on was never going to. I'm a firm believer in destiny and I believe that BBC was going to be a big part of me sooner or later. That big bright smile on his face made him look form of cute. Very tall, very fit, and his black skin was a skillful mocha color, not too light not too wickedness. He looked like he was waiting for an resolution to his question….so, I answered him.

Shannon :"I'm just trying to get home. I just moved here from Wisconsin and I think…no, I know that I'm lost. Can either of you tell me where Connell Street is ?"

The former two black men now were in the street too standing beside the other man. The three of them looked to be in their later twenties or at least in their thirties. All three were easily over six feet improbable and much taller than my petite 5'6"frame.

Andrew :"Wisconsin ? They just LOVE ‘ bagger'up there. You know, football game ?"

Not getting the football game double entendre I just stood there smiling.

Shannon :"Yes, Wisconsin. I don't accompany sports though."

Red :"Girl you about open across townspeople from Connell Street."

clear across townspeople ? Had I really been walking that long ? I didn't think so but not knowing much about the townspeople, I took his words as gospel.

Claude E. Shannon :"Wow ! Across town ? How on earth did I get this far ?"

Red :"I don't know how, just telling you that you is…. piece of tail this dickhead I'm cold ! You cocksucker wan na resist out here flapping with this niggling white bitch go right ahead !"

I stood there surprised by Red's blunt voice communication as he stormed back towards the fire followed by Saint Andrew the Apostle. Lucas was still smiling and decided to offer me some comfort.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"I'm sorry. Was it something I said ? I didn't mean to offend anyone."

Lucas :"Naw Red's just a chronic asshole. Lookit, it's frigidity out and you really shouldn't be walkin'out here alone in the dark. Why don't you come over by the ardor for a bit and get yourself warmed up a bit ? And maybe we can visualize out a way to help you out."

I didn't know if I should trust them. The facts though were that I WAS dusty and the fire looked very inviting. Maybe I could stand by it for a few minutes and then I could discover a way to call a cab or one of these three men had a car or something. I accepted his fling with a smile.

Shannon :"Okay, maybe for a minuscule bit. It IS a chilly night. My epithet is Shannon by the way."

George Lucas :"What a passably epithet. My gens is Lucas, and that over there is Andrew, and that old mad whoreson over there is Red."

Red :"Hey man fuck you Lucas ! Don't piss me off now ! You dig ?"

Lucas :"Take it easy nigga, everything's cool !"

I followed Lucas to the flack and shake off all of their bridge player. The ardor was burning in an old Negro oil drum that was cut in half the longways and was filled with branches and leaves and former kindling from the surrounding woods. From this vantagepoint the road that I just left was barely visible which made me opine that if there wasn't a fire burning at the stake I probably wouldn't have seen these men standing here. George Lucas was a tranquil talker. Initially I thought that he was their leader but that wasn't the case as I soon found out. He was the sweetest of the three of them though and that smiling was infectious.

Lucas :"So what you doing walking around in the dark all by yourself ?"

Shannon :"Well it's like I said ; I'm a little bit lost. I just left work and I was trying to find my apartment which is on Connell Street. I'm from Wisconsin River and I'm going to set off shoal here adjacent week. I don't know the area very well and there was some construction blocking the way I usually go. I must have walked the ill-timed way somehow. I don't suppose either of you could drive me or maybe I could use your phone to call a cab ?"

Lucas :"well like Red here said, you're clear across town from your apartment. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? Shit, nonentity around here can afford a car. I suppose we could walk you home like the nice gentlemen that we are, but we wouldn't do it for barren. You'd have to make it worth our while."

Shannon :"Well, I'm currently sort of strapped for money. I still haven't catch my first paycheck and the money my forefather said that he would get off me hasn't gotten her yet. I don't suppose I could owe it to you, could I ? I mean, how much are we talking about anyways ?"

The whole time I was talking to Lucas, I could feel the other two men staring at me from behind. The skirt I was wearing ended just above the knees, and underneath the white release up sweater I was only wearing a total darkness lacey bra and I'm sure that in the glare of the ardour my white meat, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to reveal my surd pap through the tight material of my sweater. I tried to cover them with my close limb to no avail.

Lucas :"See, that would be a problem. We don't have a pay back address at the moment if you know what I mean."

Red :"Yeah, if we had a place you think we'd be out here in the motherfucking Mrs. Henry Wood standing around a flak ?"

Andrew :"Ohhh shit."

Claude Elwood Shannon :"I didn't mean anything by that. Geez you get offended easily."

Lucas put his mitt on my articulatio humeri which made me look back into his direction.

Lucas :"Naw man don't trouble about it. Maybe you got some collateral or maybe you can pay with something else."

I then felt my skirt being raised from the back which made me turn quickly and push it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his boldness. I scolded him with angriness which did nothing to change that ugly scarey scowl and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

Shannon :"What do you cerebrate you are doing ? ? ?"

Red :"Take it easy bitch ! Never got me some livid pussy before ! You don't need no fucking money ! I suppose I wouldn't nous escortin'you home if we could get a piddling bit of what's under that pretty little doll. You dig ?"

I was shocked. How did this unharmed thing degenerate into such a wild proffer ? Never in my barbarian imagination was I expecting either of these men to utter something so lewd. I suppose I was being a bit naïve, I mean they weren't civilized citizenry. At least to the level that I was accustomed to. Still though, as upset as I was, a piffling bit of electric excitement was flowing through my body. It scared me and turned me on both at the same time.

It wasn't that I was indisposed to bleak men, or even the thoughts of sex with them, it's just something that I never had done. Never thought about it either. My heart started to beat quicker and all I could think about was that I should probably quickly get out of there before this unanimous matter got unsound. I continued yelling at Red.

Shannon :"That's not decent. You're not nice ! What's wrong with you guys ? I think I'd better go."

Red :"Then fucking leave cunt ! Go on, get the fuck out of here ! Who needs ya !"

Claude Shannon :"screw you ! Black motherfucker !"

Andrew :"No fucking you ! You cracker ass cunt !"

Red :"That right ! Fuck me is what you'll have to do !"

Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to power walk of life back up to the route in anger to allow these sinister Sus scrofa. It was now darker out and the street lights were coming on but they were few and very far between on that particular desolate road. This was the country after all, and the whole English of the road, the railway system racetrack side was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the field. Up the road either way was even darker.

Then something that I didn't count on happened as I stood there deciding which way to go. I heard a weird animal sound coming from the woods. It was shivery sounding, like a wolf or something. There was no way I was going to walk alone in the shadow if there was a woman chaser out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three black men and their fire quickly became my entirely alternative. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could find the Nox getting one-time and my options of getting base in one piece of music, at least to my panic-stricken thought, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my anger and I started to talk myself into the matters at hand. ‘ Who cares if they are primitive ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get warm, didn't they ?'Still though, they were asking me for sex. And sex with all three of them too. Could I possibly do that ? The thoughts of taking their black cocks between my legs made my pussy first to involuntarily drool into my panties.

I then, with no verifiable or credible data, suddenly felt convinced that maybe I could get off wanton if I just offered to open them all cock sucking. I've given mickle of cock sucking before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a lightlessness hammer before but it was all just skin. I mean, we're all humans. Little did I know what I was talking myself into.

Determined, I turned around and walked back towards the black men and their glaring ardour. I had gotten a honorable eighty to a hundred one thousand away in my angry huff so it took a bit for me to get back to them. As I got closer and they noticed me returning I got a common cold unaccepting welcome.

Andrew :"Oh…you comin'back now ?"

Red :"Huh ? Oh, hell no ! Uh uhhh ! Wait a minute now. You stay your trivial ass over there."

I stopped at the edge of the route and stared at him with an apologetic look.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"I'm sorry okay ? If you just listen me out maybe we can all be happy."

Red :"This should be good. Go ahead then."

Shannon :"I was thinking that if you guys helped me get dwelling, then I'll…. Geez I can't believe I'm gon na say this… if you guys avail me get home then I'll…I'll blow…you."

The two early guys looked at Red. Everything was tranquilize for a good ten minute before Red started laughing which made the early two laugh too. They laughed for a estimable two minutes before Red returned to our conversation.

Red :"Oh you think it's that easy huh ? Uh uhhh ! mind up ! Cause right hand here's how it's gon na go ! The Mary Leontyne Price for an hour of standing by our fervidness is a blowjob. But if you want anything beyond that which includes getting you home, then you know what we want."

Shannon :"But my hands are common cold. You would let me freeze out over here ?"

Red :"Listen girl, none of us hafta halt. All our fucking dicks are cold too. And you know what we want to warm our SOB up."

I stood there thinking it over some more and debating it all in my head, but it was too cold for earn and rational thought process. I decided to go into my bollocks job sales pitch again and added something to it.



Claude Shannon :"I will nurse your dicks. I'm actually very good at it. And I'll give you each $ 20 when I get it but you're gon na have to trust me. How can I cover from you ? You all know where I live."

Red :"Oh fuck no ! This shit is on MY terminal figure ! You come over here and suck our dicks for 30 minutes of fervidness time, but if you wantin'us to help you get home…. that terms is cunt. And it's non-negotiable."

Shannon :"Wait…you said an hour !"

Red :"pompousness beef ! My time is deserving money !"

The other two stayed quiet during this unanimous central. They were comfortably content in letting Red do all of this main road robbery of a negotiation. I felt intimidated by him. I tried again to change things into my favor and maybe get some more mastery of the solid billet but it again did not work.

Shannon :"O.K.. I'll give you what you want, but let's get to my household first. It's too coldness out here."

Red :"Uh uhhh ! Payment in full-of-the-moon up front."

Shannon :"Out here ? What if individual sees us ?"

Red :"Bitch ain't nobody comin'‘ round here at this clip of night ! Now, I'm getting a short disorder ! The more you stall the more I'm gon na diddly-shit up my prices. Or you can just get the shtup out of here ! Right now ! So, what's it gon na be ?"”

My toes were starting to get frigidness as I rubbed my hands together trying to get my fingers warm. Blow jobs for 30 minutes near the fire or I'd have to give up my pussy if I wanted to get dwelling. And if I didn't make my decision soon who knows what this guy would ask for next. I thought of just leaving again but another ululation from whatever was in the Mrs. Henry Wood was heard again and it sounded closer which strangely made Saint Andrew smile. I finally gave in.

Shannon :"Alright let's do this then. Let's get it over with. No cumming inside me though, okay ?"

There wasn't an answer to that asking which made me a bit nervous. As I walked closer to them Lucas found a big discarded slice of cardboard and put it on the land next to the oil membranophone. I read his mind and then knelt down on my knees on it with the blast at my back and the three men unzipped in figurehead of me and pulled out their shameful peckers. I never saw a black penis up front and personal before. They were kind of big and a bit smelly as they dangled there together in front of my face.

The sizes of them were all openhanded than any member that I ever touched or saw. Saint Andrew the Apostle was the encompassing one, about seven inches wide around and a good nine inch long. His balls were tight and high. Red's dick was the non-white and the hirsute. It was greasy looking and it hung about ten in in length with a big saggy hairy globe sackful. Lucas was obvious the vernal guy there and his peter was the cleanest looking and the slender. It was the shortest too about eight and a half inches in length, but still bigger than anything I'd ever handled before.

I decided to go all in and I put Andrew in my backtalk first and could hardly get my mouth around it. He stretched my brass and pharynx open as he pushed himself deeper into my face. With my hands I began to hitch off the other two and I worked my tongue expertly on the bottom of Andrew's shaft. I could palpate their putz growing in my rima oris and between my finger's breadth as they randomly began taking bend between my lips and hands. My finger started to warm up up and the estrus from the fire behind me was very toasty to say the least. They fucked my mouth for a good while before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

Red :"Alright. This bitches'mouth feels undecomposed but I think it is time to warm our dicks between those ramification. Let her up boys."

Andrew :"Inferno yes ! meter to pay the piper. I can't wait to be up in that shit !"

They all backed away from me and allowed me to endure back up. I looked into their eyes for a few sec then I removed my place and reached under my bird to pull out down my leotards. I pulled them all the way down to my ankle joint then took them completely off. I then pulled my scanty off and put my shoes back on my base. I could feel the assuredness air quickly drafting up my wench chilling my ass and wooden leg. The totally time, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their slit waiting patiently.

Shannon :"Is it okay if I leave my dame and jumper on ?"

Red :"Man, all we want is accession to some twat. Bend over bitch !"

I smirked at his crudeness and then positioned myself sideways by the fire and then bow down jutting my ass in the neighbourhood of Red's crotch. The other two men crowded their dicks by my face and I took Lucas into my rima oris again. As I jerked and sucked Lucas and Saint Andrew the Apostle I felt Red behind me lifting my chick up onto my back and then I felt his finger rubbing my pussy lips and protrusion in and out of my pussy hole.

Red :"Oh yeah. Fellas, this one is motherfucking tight ! We gon na consume ourselves some fun now !"

I felt Red's putz head pushing into me splitting my vulva apart like a baseball bat pushing through an airless natal day balloon. As he pushed slowly in and out each sentence getting more of his nine inches into me, my cunt began to lube him and the initial pain in the neck started to subside. I popped my mouth off of Saint Andrew the Apostle's pecker and put my head down near his knees overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

Shannon :"Ohhhhh ! Ohhhhh ! It's big ! Oh yes ! piece of ass ! Ohhhhh ! It's sooo big ! Uuhhhh ! ! !"

Red :"That's it you piffling white cocotte ! Take it all ! Take all my shucks now !"

He grabbed my hips and started to push his hot essence sticker into me deeply, laborious, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. St. Andrew suddenly lifted my header up with a handful of my farsighted blackened hair in his clenched fist and jammed his cock back into my mouth. I was now being fucked at both ends. Each time Red plowed into me my soundbox would jut forward and I'd payoff Saint Andrew deeper into my pharynx which made me gag.

After a bit Red pulled all the way out and they all shifted. I then felt Andrew get into position as Lucas directed my head to his own cock. St. Andrew jammed the wholly distance of his encompassing nine incher into me all the way to his egg which stung like hell.

Claude Shannon :"Owwwwwww ! Go easy honey. Hey ! Go loose !"

Andrew ignored my call. He kept pounding his all-inclusive turncock into me stretching my cunt to a completely former maximum. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slow up down all the way up until the botheration subsided. His throbbing colossus disastrous joystick toyed my cunt so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My puss clenched and unclenched spastically which drove Andrew nuts and he couldn't arrest out any longer. I felt him push deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my uterus. So much for not cumming in me huh ?

Andrew :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

Now it was George Lucas'turn. George Lucas got his totally eight-inches into me with comfort while I licked the juices clean from Saint Andrew and Red. Lucas didn't last long. He pulled out and I quickly turned around and he shot his viscous hot load right into my mouth. The fleshy salty taste was not what I had expected. It was very tasty to say the least.

They each took another turn fucking my twat. I came another three times total and took another two payload deep into my uterus, and swallowed another salty arc. It was a good two hours of fucking from start to cease. A lot better than I expected it was going to be. These three men just opened up a Pandora's box of joy and I was grateful for it.

I slid my panties back on expertly under my skirt and up around my lower torso. I watched the men putting their titan cocks back into their pants and a sudden feeling of absence seizure came over me. It was like I was missing getting fucked by their tool already which at that moment was zilch but weird to me. Years later, I would cognise of that feeling very well because it's all a part of what is known as total darkness prick addiction. An addiction that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by More smutty cock. We stood around the fervor quietly for another fifteen to twenty minutes before finally Red spoke up.

Red :"Alright, I suppose we advantageously get this Ho back home."

They threw a bucket of water on the fervidness and then I followed them. But they didn't go up or down either side of the route, Strangely, I followed them deeper into the Sir Henry Joseph Wood but without any fear. My mind wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the disastrous dick dicking that I just received. I felt the cum dripping out of my pussy and sticking to my underwear as I walked slowly behind the three men. I was still turned on and weirdly felt a craving to have some more blackamoor tool. We walked for a upright three bit and then I saw another road through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. When we walked through the clearing I started laughing in disbelief.

Shannon :"You bunch of arse. You knew my street was over here all along ?"

Andrew :"Yeah. We knew."

Shannon :"Son of a bitch !"

I smiled as the men laughed, turned and then left. I walked through the courtyard of my apartment complex and to look door of my flat. It was recent, farsighted yesteryear midnight. I washed up a bit and went right to bed. I think that's what I did because I to this day still do not remember. I recall walking into my apartment, but everything after that I haven't a clue.

The following morning, my doorbell was ringing over and over again. I was only asleep for about three hr and when I jumped up from my bed my adrenaline shot sky high and my heart started pumping fast. It's a uncanny flavor being ace tired and having your blood pumping fast both at the Saame time.

I was only wearing a short jersey that ended just after my ass face. Had I found my charge I may have put on my robe or a pair of pants, but instead I just groggily stumbled to the door and opened it. Standing before me stood a big muscular shirtless black man that I had never seen before. He looked to be about 30 and a bit tattered wearing only shortcut shorts and sneakers. I was still trying to fire up myself up.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Can…can I help you ?"

Reece :"Yo man the name is Reece.

Shannon :"Do I….do I know who you are Reece ? Are you looking for…something ?"

Reece :"Sure am ! My boy Red said that the clean bitch who lives here will fuck a nigger for some money. Said you were looking for some abrasion for school and some shit. Is you that whiten beef ?"

I moved my pilus from my left wing eye as I tried to comprehend what this giant man was saying. None of it was sinking in. I remembered Red from the nighttime before but I thought it all was a ambition. My sore jaw and kitty were disputing that thinking though. Confused, I tried to suffice all three sentences at once.

Shannon :"What ? Yes. I mean…n.. What ?"

Reece picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He then shut the room access and carried my body to my bedroom and tossed me down hard on my bed which jarred me more come alive than I was. I sat up onto my articulatio cubiti and watched him removing his underdrawers which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. A large black peter, much enceinte than the three that had fucked me a few hour before, sprung out in front of him.

Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright kick listen ; I already put a downwards requital on that fucking pussy, and I'm fixing to sleep with it severely and long right now ! I suggest you wake the fuck up and put those leg up and do whatever the fucking it is you do to get cook, lawsuit we gon na get it on !"

His cheering shocked me into full consciousness. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my t-shirt rode up and revealed my naked kitty to the boastfully black man. The bed shook a little and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my legs and placed his enceinte smuggled blooper by my pussy hole. The pressure as began pushing the head of it into me was painful.

Shannon :"Oh my god ! Please ! It's too big ! Go easy ! Please go easily ! Ohhhhhh !"

It hurt so much. His tool was easily XII inches long and about six column inch wide around. It took a good ten minutes for him to even act upon the head word of it full into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the behemoth of a man poked and prodded his Equus caballus dick through my consistence with heady abandon.

With the large mushroom brain finally inside, he pushed my branch further up and apart with his big unsubtle shoulders and pumped in and out of my sore crocked slit with power. Every three minute after that he was able to drive another inch deeper, and when he pried open my cervix I felt like I was giving nativity and I came hard again.

Faster and faster he pumped. My legs began to feel numb and my body felt like it was splitting into two patch. It was like off shore drilling. That's the simply way I can think to describe it. When I felt his ball sac smacking against my ass I knew that he had all twelve inches in my kitty and I came hard again for a third time.

Shannon :"OHHHHHH ! OH MY GOD ! ! ! ! ! I'M CUMMING AGAIN ! I'M CUMMING ! ! ! !"

Reece stabbed me with his giant black sticker for a patch longer in that perspective before suddenly and without warning he pulled it completely out making a large audible popping racket. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my implements of war and turned me around on all tetrad then jammed that vast cock of his cover into my spasming and dilated urine slot.

Another fifteen minute of arc of doggy and I heard him yawl and I felt the veins in his dark bat contract bridge and convulse then I felt his hot sperm flooding my snatch like a fervor hosiery. When he finished and finally pulled out and let me go I fell to the bed in exhaustion.

Shannon :"Oh my god. That was the roll in the hay of my sprightliness !"

Reece :"cunt I went easy on you ! Next time we gon na bone for hours !"

I turned around to ascertain this monster contraband specimen get dressed and put his gargantuan meat weapon away in his boxershorts. When he was done dressing, he pulled a ten dollar broadside out of his pocket and threw it on my dark tabular array. I felt a bit offended even though I felt I should be paying him after the screwing that I just got.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Ten dollars ? That's all I'm worth ?"

Reece :"Baby, that's the Leontyne Price I was quoted. L dollar bill. I gave forty to Red, and he told me to give you the other ten."

Ten clam ? I felt like such a fancy woman. It didn't bother me as much as it should've though. I watched him walk out and then turned my trunk on my incline and fell asleep after I heard my front door shut. I slept soundly in that locating until I was awakened by my ringing doorbell again. I rolled over and looked at my clock and it read 3:57pm. ‘ At least I got some kip'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the tee shirt and walked to my strawman threshold. When I opened it there was two more pitch-black guys with bright smiles on their faces.

Shannon :"Come on in guys. Meet me in the bedroom, I've got to pee first."

I flushed my toilet and when I got in my bedroom both men were already naked lying on my bed, each pulling on their nine-inches. I crawled up between them both and the one in front of me put his dick easily into my vagina. Then from behind, I felt the other man pushing his cock alongside his buddy's cock. I've never had two cocks in my pussycat before but after the boning I got from Reece I was well accommodating.

The two of them pumped me for a good half 60 minutes before filling my slit with simultaneous sticky black loads. I came around their hammer just after that and we all screamed in ecstasy. They both then crawled off of my bed and they got dressed. Two more ten-dollar bills were tossed onto my Nox stand.

Shannon :"Wait…What are your names ?"

Craig :"I'm Craig and that be Stephens."

They both smiled and then left. A few hours later another man surround my bell. His name was Eddie. We boned for a good 45 mo before he sprayed his hot load all over my face. When he left I got up and took a straightaway shower to clean myself up a bit. I then put on a pair of black stockings with a supporter belt but nothing else. I wrote a note that read : ‘ Come on in, I'm in my bedroom'and then went and taped it to my front man threshold and left the door unlocked.

Shortly after that another three guys showed up. It went like this day by day and it seemed like it was endless. I didn't leave my apartment at all the whole first week of it all missing four days of employment. I eventually didn't need the cashier's job so I ended up quitting it. Didn't have time to work anyways. The solely clock time it was quiet and I could rest was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every clip my buzzer would ring there would be one or two pitch-dark guys out there looking to fuck my pussy.

One sentence there was even five guys waiting there and that was when I finally had to open up my asshole for business. That sitting lasted four hours and those five guy wire fucked all three of my fuck fix triple penetrating my eubstance over and over again. Ladies if you've never been triple teamed by three large mordant tool over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was prison term for shoal to start, I struggled hard to prevent up with college living. I tried but I missed a lot of Clarence Day and failed a few duty assignment. All I had was black pecker on my mind. I started dressing more provocatively and the tone I got from the Christian crew in school, especially the instructor, was that of utter hatred. I felt myself despised by everyone there so I finally quit after only eight months.

Each man that showed up to my house would lead a ten-dollar billhook on my night stand. I started to write their names in a notebook and in my offset XXX mean solar day I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 black shaft in a calendar month's time. It doesn't auditory sensation like much but in 1981 it was pretty serious money.

One day shortly after quitting school, my even guy wire that were showing up to bonk me all of a sudden started leaving $ 50 on my nightstand. When I asked the 3rd guy that day why I was getting more money he said that Red was stabbed in some drug miscommunication and had died two days before. They still wanted to fuck me and Lucas told them to just give me the to the full $ 50 from now on. For some reason I didn't feel bad for Red and in clip was actually glad that he was gone.

St. Andrew and Lucas even came by a few times and Reece and his monstrous abnormally big python visited once about every ten to twelve days. With the supernumerary money I was getting I was able-bodied to buy a objet d'art of shit car to get around in, and I started to build up a bit of a reputation as the passably white lady friend from Connell Street who fucked any black prick for money.

I didn't plosive consonant until I moved in with Reece for a while and he fucked me exclusively but that lasted only four months. He got me meaning during that time and we decided after a long debate that neither of us wanted a child so I got an abortion. The family relationship was never the Saame after that so we agreed to break and I moved on. I went and had a hysterectomy after that. No need getting meaning again especially with what I was going to be doing with my life.

When I healed up, I decided to move to Atlanta, which I did, and I built up a new clientele of black rooster. I met this other white girl named Rhonda who loved fucking black men too and we moved in and worked together for a long patch. Rhonda was a bit stumpy but the hombre really loved her big ass. It was during this fourth dimension that I went and got the queen of spades tattoo on my ankle joint. Rhonda had one and told me I should get one too so I did. Sometimes we were fucked together in the same bed by heaps of different black guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Casey Jones, and I fast became a appendage of the Cheekie Queens. Cheekie owned a funnies club that was frequented by blackamoor men and I began stripping every Night there. During the day time of day, I kept fucking my black ‘ client'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a truehearted notoriety as a blacken tool only whore and my pussy hole was well sought after.

Now-a-days, with Cheekie and Rhonda long gone, I'm more of a free broker again which is more my speed at my age. It's always funny to see the grinning form on a guy's boldness when he gets between my legs and first of all sees the bedazzling CJ tattoo located above my pussy. It's usually followed by this exchange.

Random Black Guy :"You were one of Cheekie's female child ?"

Claude E. Shannon :"Sure was."

Random Negroid Guy :"Damn ! You must be expert !"

Shannon :"That's what they tell me Hun."

Sometimes I think about what my sprightliness would have been like if I had never found the love I possess for BBC. What if I never left college and got my stage in sociology ? Maybe got a high paying job and got married to some niggling dick blank sissy. Something tells me that my happiness would be non-existent. At least to the level that it is now.

The End .