When I was jr. back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main attracter on the stages of the lodge in this area. One of the very few E. B. White girlfriend who would dance where mostly black women would shake their tits. I made my bone though. Made them by sucking and fucking loads and stacks of prominent black finger cymbals, before, after, and sometimes even during my shows. I even belong to the queer of nigga nightclub, with the black coon tattoo with the Q in the middle of it and everything on my left ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my heyday I was a lithesome 113 lbs. ) milky Edward White skin and long black pilus down my back that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this position like a Theodore Harold White goose feather in a pile of black ostrich feather. My boobs are goodish, not too big but not even close to small, and the relief of my figure has gotten nice and bosomy as I've gotten older.

And that trope is accented greatly each day by a wardrobe that is sluttier than that of a common street walker. I don't even own a pair of pants or any bandeau or panties at all and haven't for age. Life has to the highest degree definitely been interesting. A life that has been dedicated to ignominious men and mass of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my life though. Like nigh middle-class white lady friend growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the concenter guidance and desire to be educated and well religious. My god-fearing parents were strict, at least they really thought they were. They sent me to parochial school which included Billy Sunday and of track every summer there were Holy Scripture cantonment. faith never was my cup of tea but I went through it all for my parent's sake, kept up the unharmed façade.

I was far from the prude that they always thought that I was though. I had beau as early as football team years old, and would sneak around with them every hazard I got. I lost my virginity in 8th score when I was XIV and my fellow at the time Tommy and I fucked almost every other day for a full six month. My parents never knew They always thought that I was pure, a Virgo. If either of them was still living today and had ever witnessed the adult female that I grew to become though, it would have destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the start few years of it all after I left home for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in early 1982, I was smart enough to secure myself a dainty picayune college encyclopedism at a honored but lesser known Christian school. The only thing was it was located way down in Peach State. It took a lot of convincing but I finally got my parents to hand me their permission to pass on my hometown of XTC, 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 ride. It didn't thing either way because I only lasted eight calendar month as a Brewton Parker king. I had with other affair on my mind. Here is how it all began.

It was Sep 1982 ; a cool off autumn day and the wind instrument briskly blew the falling parting across the sidewalk and into the Gunter Wilhelm Grass and also out to the street. I clicked my tiresome total darkness pumps against the pavement as I was walking home from my study as a cashier. This especial day I was especially felicitous because in to a lesser extent than a calendar week's sentence I would finally be starting my first year of college.

I had only been living in mount Vernon, Georgia for about three workweek, 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 residence hall room at the college, so I got myself a dainty little flat and a swanky minuscule cashier's job at Dollar superior general to pay for the economic rent. Not too shabby for an independent midwestern missy who just turned eighteen.

I was planning on majoring in sociology and ever since BPC had accepted me it was all that I could think about. On this particular day I was wearing a white and opprobrious skirt and sweater set with solid whiten tights and the aforesaid fateful pumps. I was carrying a sociology text book that I just bought and was reading it during my lunch break that day.

acquiring acclimated to the area proved to be an everyday learning experience. The way that I was walking home each day from study was now blocked by twist. So, I had to see a different way house. Somewhere along the line I ended up walking further away from my apartment and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an unused business territorial dominion walking alongside a enceinte un-mowed field that had a set of railroad tracks on the early side of it. The street was virtually vacant, and dusk was fast approaching.

All alone in an unknown Ithiel Town I started to get a niggling bit implicated about being out past dark. I saw a side street up ahead which would take me over the rails and onto another main drag. Or so I thought. I decided to take that and get to the other position. There seemed to be more lights over there but it was just a false belief. I ended up on a a great deal darker road that didn't have any houses or buildings, just the tracks on one side and woods on the early. Maybe if I walked a short faster I could get through it all.

It was starting to get a piddling chilly so I pulled my perspirer a little more closed as I walked on. Up ahead I noticed a Light Within that looked like a fire burning in the Wood. As I got closer to it, I saw that it was indeed a fire and there was three African American men standing around it. ‘ Just what I need'I thought to myself, ‘ lost and alone in the midriff 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 baby ? What's you doin'out here all by your lonesome ?"

I tried to discount him. I continued to walk and kept a astray space trying to get around him. The man got closer to me and now was standing about twenty ft in front of me on the route causing me to blockade walking altogether. This was a pivotal point in time of my early days. I suppose that you could argue that if I had just turned around and walked away from him maybe my life would receive gone down a dissimilar itinerary. Or maybe they would have got chased me, I mean how was I to love what was going to go on here.

Years later in hindsight I dispute the notion that anything different from what was about to happen was never going to. I'm a firm believer in circumstances and I believe that BBC was going to be a big part of me sooner or later. That big bright smile on his font made him await kind of cute. Very improbable, very fit, and his black peel was a nice mocha color, not too light not too dark. He looked like he was waiting for an answer to his question….so, I answered him.

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

The early two black men now were in the street too standing beside the other man. The three of them looked to be in their latterly XX or at least in their thirties. All three were easily over six infantry tall and much taller than my midget 5'6"frame.

Andrew :"WI ? They just LOVE ‘ packers'up there. You know, football ?"

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

Claude E. Shannon :"Yes, Wisconsin. I don't come sports though."

Red :"fille you about clear across townsfolk from Connell Street."

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

Claude Shannon :"Wow ! Across townspeople ? How on terra firma did I get this far ?"

Red :"I don't know how, just telling you that you is…. nooky this son of a bitch I'm coldness ! You motherfuckers wan na stand out here flapping with this footling white bitch go flop ahead !"

I stood there surprised by Red's blunt speech 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 E. Shannon :"I'm sorry. Was it something I said ? I didn't mean to spite anyone."

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

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

Claude E. Shannon :"O.K., maybe for a little bit. It IS a chilly night. My figure is Shannon by the way."

Lucas :"What a jolly public figure. My name is Lucas, and that over there is Andrew, and that old mad motherfucker over there is Red."

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

Lucas :"Take it well-heeled nigga, everything's assuredness !"

I followed Lucas to the fervidness and stimulate all of their hands. The fervor was burning in an old blackamoor oil drum that was cut in half the longways and was filled with leg and foliage and other kindling from the surrounding Natalie Wood. From this vantagepoint the road that I just left was barely seeable which made me imagine that if there wasn't a fire burning I probably wouldn't have seen these men standing here. Lucas was a smooth talker. Initially I thought that he was their leader but that wasn't the shell as I soon found out. He was the sweetest of the three of them though and that smile was infective.

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 and I'm going to set off schooltime here future 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 wrong way somehow. I don't suppose either of you could get me or maybe I could use your phone to predict a cab ?"

George Lucas :"Well like Red here said, you're clear across town from your apartment. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? doodly-squat, nobody around here can open a car. I suppose we could take the air you home like the nice gentleman's gentleman that we are, but we wouldn't do it for free. You'd have to make it worth our while."

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Well, I'm currently variety of strapped for money. I still haven't stupefy my first off payroll check and the money my Father said that he would send me hasn't gotten her yet. I don't suppose I could owe it to you, could I ? I mean, how a lot are we talking about anyways ?"

The hale 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 bloodless clit up sweater I was only wearing a blackness lacey bra and I'm sure that in the glare of the fire my breasts, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to reveal my heavily tit through the tight fabric of my perspirer. I tried to cover them with my folded weapon system to no avail.

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

Red :"Yeah, if we had a berth you think we'd be out here in the motherfucking woods standing around a fire ?"

Saint Andrew the Apostle :"Ohhh shit."

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

Lucas put his handwriting on my berm which made me take care back into his direction.

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

I then felt my wench being raised from the binding which made me deform quickly and labor it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his face. I scolded him with anger which did nothing to commute that ugly scary scowl and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

Claude Shannon :"What do you think you are doing ? ? ?"

Red :"Take it well-situated bitch ! Never got me some blank pussy before ! You don't need no fucking money ! I suppose I wouldn't mind escortin'you home if we could get a piffling bit of what's under that pretty piddling skirt. You dig ?"

I was shocked. How did this whole matter degenerate into such a wild proffer ? Never in my crazy mental imagery was I expecting either of these men to verbalise something so libidinous. I suppose I was being a bit naïve, I mean they weren't civilized mass. At least to the degree that I was accustomed to. Still though, as upturned as I was, a little 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 averse to black men, or even the thoughts of sex with them, it's just something that I never had done. Never thought about it either. My nub started to overreach degraded and all I could think about was that I should probably quickly get out of there before this unscathed affair got worse. I continued yelling at Red.

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

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

Shannon :"Fuck you ! lightlessness asshole !"

Saint Andrew :"No nookie you ! You cracker ass bitch !"

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

Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to index walk back up to the road in anger to depart these black pigs. It was now darker out and the street lights were coming on but they were few and very far between on that finical desolate road. This was the country after all, and the hale side of the route, the railroad tracks incline was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the arena. 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 strait coming from the woods. It was scary sounding, like a wolf or something. There was no way I was going to walk alone in the darkness if there was a masher out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three fateful men and their fire quickly became my just option. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could feel the night getting older and my options of getting home in one objet d'art, at to the lowest degree to my frightened thinking, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my wrath and I started to verbalise myself into the issue at hired hand. ‘ Who cares if they are crude ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get lovesome, 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 pitch blackness prick between my stage made my pussy start to involuntarily drool into my panties.

I then, with no verifiable or credible data, suddenly felt convert that maybe I could get off easy if I just offered to yield them all cock sucking. I've given mass of blowjobs before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a black-market cock before but it was all just skin. I mean, we're all human. picayune did I know what I was talking myself into.

Determined, I turned around and walked back towards the black men and their glaring fire. I had gotten a dear 80 to a 100 chiliad away in my angry miff so it took a bit for me to get back to them. As I got closer and they noticed me returning I got a cold unaccepting welcome.

Andrew :"Oh…you comin'back now ?"

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

I stopped at the bound of the road and stared at him with an excusatory look.

Shannon :"I'm sorry okay ? If you just pick up 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 base, then I'll…. Geez I can't believe I'm gon na say this… if you guys help me get home then I'll…I'll blow…you."

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

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

Shannon :"But my bridge player are inhuman. You would let me freeze over here ?"

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

I stood there thinking it over some more and debating it all in my head, but it was too dusty for acquit and noetic view. I decided to go into my bollix up job gross sales tar again and added something to it.



Claude Shannon :"I will suck in 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 veil from you ? You all know where I live."

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

Shannon :"Wait…you said an hour !"

Red :"pompousness bitch ! My time is worth money !"

The other two outride restrained during this whole exchange. 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 thing into my party favour and maybe get some more ascendance of the unanimous situation but it again did not work.

Shannon :"okeh. I'll give you what you want, but let's get to my business firm first. It's too insensate out here."

Red :"Uh uhhh ! Payment in full up front."

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

Red :"kick ain't nobody comin'‘ round here at this fourth dimension of dark ! Now, I'm getting a little turn over ! The more you stall the More I'm gon na jack up my prices. Or you can just get the screw out of here ! Right now ! So, what's it gon na be ?"”

My toes were starting to get cold as I rubbed my script together trying to get my fingers warm. Blow business for 30 second near the fire or I'd have to commit up my kitty if I wanted to get dwelling house. 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 howl from whatever was in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood was heard again and it sounded closer which strangely made 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 request which made me a bit nervous. As I walked closer to them Lucas found a big discarded art object of cardboard and put it on the priming coat next to the oil drumfish. I read his mind and then knelt down on my knees on it with the fire at my back and the three men unzipped in forepart of me and pulled out their inglorious peckers. I never saw a black member up front and personal before. They were form of big and a bit smelly as they dangled there together in nominal head of my face.

The sizing of them were all boastful than any penis that I ever touched or saw. Andrew was the wide-eyed one, about seven inches full around and a good nine inch long. His balls were squiffy and high. Red's cock was the coloured and the hairiest. It was greasy looking and it hung about ten inch in distance with a big saggy hairy clod sack. Lucas was obvious the youngest guy there and his cock was the cleanest looking and the flimsy. It was the short too about eight and a half column inch in length, but still bigger than anything I'd ever handled before.

I decided to go all in and I put Saint Andrew in my lip first and could hardly get my mouth around it. He stretched my cheeks and pharynx open as he pushed himself deeper into my brass. With my deal I began to buck off the other two and I worked my tongue expertly on the underside of Saint Andrew's irradiation. I could sense their peter growing in my mouth and between my finger's breadth as they randomly began taking tour between my lips and work force. My fingerbreadth started to warm up and the warmth from the fire behind me was very toasty to say the to the lowest degree. They fucked my lip for a good spell before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

Red :"Alright. This bitches'mouth feels respectable but I think it is fourth dimension to warm our dicks between those legs. Let her up boys."

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

They all backed away from me and allowed me to stand up back up. I looked into their center for a few seconds then I removed my shoes and reached under my annulus to pull down my tights. I pulled them all the way down to my mortise joint then took them completely off. I then pulled my panties off and put my shoe back on my human foot. I could feel the nerveless air quickly drafting up my annulus chilling my ass and stage. The totally time, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their whoreson waiting patiently.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Is it okay if I leave my skirt and sweater on ?"

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

I smirked at his crudeness and then positioned myself sideways by the fire and then bent down jutting my ass in the vicinity of Red's privates. The other two men crowded their tool by my nerve and I took George Lucas into my oral cavity again. As I jerked and sucked Lucas and Andrew I felt Red behind me lifting my annulus up onto my back and then I felt his fingerbreadth rubbing my pussy lips and jutting in and out of my kitty hole.

Red :"Oh yeah. fella, this one is motherfucking besotted ! We gon na deliver ourselves some fun now !"

I felt Red's cock head pushing into me splitting my vulva apart like a baseball bat pushing through an airless birthday balloon. As he pushed slowly in and out each time getting more of his nine column inch into me, my pussy began to lubricate him and the initial annoyance started to settle. I popped my backtalk off of Saint Andrew the Apostle's dick and put my head down near his knees overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

Shannon :"Ohhhhh ! Ohhhhh ! It's big ! Oh yes ! fuck ! Ohhhhh ! It's sooo big ! Uuhhhh ! ! !"

Red :"That's it you fiddling white whore ! Take it all ! lead all my shit now !"

He grabbed my hips and started to drive his hot meat obelisk into me deeply, harder, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. Andrew suddenly lifted my head up with a smattering of my long black hair in his fist and jammed his dick back into my mouthpiece. I was now being fucked at both conclusion. Each fourth dimension Red plowed into me my body would jut forward and I'd takings Andrew deeper into my throat 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 prick. Andrew jammed the unscathed duration of his wide nine incher into me all the way to his musket ball which stung like hell.

Shannon :"Owwwwwww ! Go well-situated dearest. Hey ! Go slow !"

Andrew ignored my cries. He kept pounding his full cock into me stretching my cunt to a wholly other maximum. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slow down down all the way up until the pain in the neck subsided. His throbbing monster black joystick toyed my cunt so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My pussy clenched and unclenched spastically which drove Andrew nuts and he couldn't view as out any longer. I felt him force deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my womb. So much for not cumming in me huh ?

Andrew :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

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

They each took another turn fucking my pussy. I came another three times tot up and took another two loads deep into my womb, and swallowed another salty discharge. It was a beneficial two hours of fucking from start to finish up. A lot better than I expected it was going to be. These three men just opened up a Pandora's box of pleasure and I was thankful for it.

I slid my pantie back on expertly under my skirt and up around my lower torso. I watched the men putting their giant cocks back into their drawers and a sudden tactile sensation of absence came over me. It was like I was missing getting fucked by their cocks already which at that instant was nothing but Weird to me. Years later, I would know of that feeling very well because it's all a character of what is known as bleak prick dependence. An dependance that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by more than black cock. We stood around the fire quietly for another 15 to twenty minutes before finally Red spoke up.

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

They threw a bucket of water on the flack and then I followed them. But they didn't go up or down either side of the road, Strangely, I followed them deeper into the Grant Wood but without any fear. My mind wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the black turncock dicking that I just received. I felt the cum dripping out of my twat and sticking to my underclothes as I walked slowly behind the three men. I was still turned on and weirdly felt a craving to have some more black dick. We walked for a soundly three minutes and then I saw another road through the trees. When we walked through the clearing I started laughing in disbelief.

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

Saint Andrew :"Yeah. We knew."

Claude E. 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 front door of my apartment. It was latterly, long past 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 flat, but everything after that I haven't a clue.

The succeeding morning, my doorbell was ringing over and over again. I was only asleep for about three hours and when I jumped up from my bed my Adrenalin stab sky high and my nerve started pumping fast. It's a weird opinion being super tired and having your blood pumping fast both at the like time.

I was only wearing a short t-shirt that ended just after my ass cheeks. Had I found my armorial bearing I may sustain 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 bleak man that I had never seen before. He looked to be about 30 and a bit tatterdemalion wearing only cutoff short and sneakers. I was still trying to wake 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 blanched kick who lives here will fuck a nigga for some money. Said you were looking for some scratch line for school and some dirt. Is you that white bitch ?"

I moved my hair from my leave behind eye as I tried to comprehend what this giant man was saying. None of it was sinking in. I remembered Red from the night before but I thought it all was a dream. My sore jaw and pussy were disputing that thinking though. Confused, I tried to answer all three judgment of conviction 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 soundbox to my sleeping room and tossed me down hard on my bed which jarred me more awake than I was. I sat up onto my elbow and watched him removing his shortstop which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. A turgid black turncock, much larger than the three that had fucked me a few minute before, sprung out in figurehead of him.

Claude E. Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright cunt listen ; I already put a pile payment on that fucking pussy, and I'm fixing to jazz it tough and yearn right now ! I suggest you wake the roll in the hay up and put those legs up and do whatever the roll in the hay it is you do to get ready, causal agent we gon na fuck !"

His cheering shocked me into full cognisance. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my t-shirt rode up and revealed my nude pussy to the with child black man. The bed shook a short and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my pegleg and placed his big blackness boner by my cunt mess. 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 well-to-do ! Ohhhhhh !"

It hurt so a good deal. His rooster was easily 12 inches long and about six inches wide around. It took a commodity ten minutes for him to even exercise the head of it full into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the behemoth of a man poked and prodded his horse cock through my torso with reckless abandon.

With the gravid mushroom top dog finally inside, he pushed my legs further up and apart with his big broad shoulders and pumped in and out of my sore fuddled cunt with top executive. Every three proceedings after that he was able to get another column inch deeper, and when he pried unfastened my cervix I felt like I was giving giving birth and I came hard again.

Faster and faster he pumped. My legs began to feel numb and my physical structure felt like it was splitting into two slice. It was like off shore boring. That's the only way I can recollect to line it. When I felt his ball sac smacking against my ass I knew that he had all dozen inches in my pussycat 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 dagger for a while longer in that positioning before on the spur of the moment and without warning he pulled it completely out making a large audible popping noise. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my arms and turned me around on all fours then jammed that huge tool of his book binding into my spasming and dilated piss slot.

Another fifteen mo of doggy and I heard him bellow and I felt the vein in his nighttime bat contract and convulse then I felt his hot sperm flooding my puss like a fire hose. 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 fucking of my life !"

Reece :"Bitch I went easy on you ! adjacent sentence we gon na off-white for minute !"

I turned around to watch this monster mordant specimen get dressed and put his jumbo meat weapon away in his trunks. When he was done medical dressing, he pulled a ten dollar bill out of his pocket and threw it on my dark board. I felt a bit offended even though I felt I should be paying him after the fuck that I just got.

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

Reece :"child, that's the price I was quoted. Fifty Pearl Buck. I gave 40 to Red, and he told me to have you the other ten."

Ten dollars ? I felt like such a whore. It didn't bother me as much as it should've though. I watched him walk out and then turned my body on my incline and fell asleep after I heard my front line door shut. I slept soundly in that position until I was awakened by my ringing bell again. I rolled over and looked at my clock and it read 3:57pm. ‘ At to the lowest degree I got some sleep'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the t-shirt and walked to my breast door. When I opened it there was two more blackened guy with bright grinning on their faces.

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

I flushed my toilet and when I got in my sleeping room both men were already bare 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 cock 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 peter in my pussy before but after the boning I got from Reece I was well accommodating.

The two of them pumped me for a respectable half time of day before filling my twat with coinciding sticky black loads. I came around their cocks just after that and we all screamed in transport. They both then crawled off of my bed and they got dressed. Two more ten-dollar posting were tossed onto my dark stand.

Shannon :"Wait…What are your public figure ?"

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

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

Shortly after that another three guys showed up. It went like this daily and it seemed like it was sempiternal. I didn't leave my flat at all the whole number one calendar week of it all missing four Day of work. I eventually didn't need the cashier's job so I ended up quitting it. Didn't have clip to process anyways. The only clip it was quiet and I could rest was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every metre my doorbell would ring there would be one or two black guys out there looking to fuck my pussy.

One prison term there was even five guys waiting there and that was when I finally had to spread out up my arsehole for business. That session lasted four hours and those five guys fucked all three of my do it fix triple penetrating my organic structure over and over again. Ladies if you've never been threefold teamed by three large black cocks over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was sentence for school to originate, I struggled hard to stay fresh up with college living. I tried but I missed a lot of days and failed a few naming. All I had was Shirley Temple Black dick on my mind. I started dressing more provocatively and the looking I got from the Christian crowd in school, especially the teacher, 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 firm would leave a ten-dollar poster on my night stand. I started to write their epithet in a notebook and in my commencement thirty Clarence Shepard Day Jr. I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 black dicks in a month's fourth dimension. It doesn't phone like lots but in 1981 it was pretty good money.

One day shortly after quitting school, my habitue cat that were showing up to fuck me all of a sudden started leaving $ 50 on my nightstand. When I asked the third gear 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 full $ 50 from now on. For some ground I didn't flavour bad for Red and in sentence was actually gladiolus that he was gone.

St. Andrew and Lucas even came by a few clock time and Reece and his flagitious abnormally big python visited once about every ten to twelve days. With the extra money I was getting I was able to buy a part of shite car to get around in, and I started to build up a bit of a reputation as the jolly white fille from Connell Street who fucked any black cock for money.

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

When I healed up, I decided to move to battle of Atlanta, which I did, and I built up a new clientele of inkiness shaft. I met this former ovalbumin girl named Rhonda who loved fucking smuggled men too and we moved in and worked together for a long spell. Rhonda was a bit lumpy but the guys really loved her big ass. It was during this prison term that I went and got the king of nigger tattoo on my ankle. Rhonda had one and told me I should get one too so I did. Sometimes we were fucked together in the like bed by tons of different black guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Jones, and I fast became a penis of the Cheekie faggot. Cheekie owned a funnies club that was frequented by shameful men and I began stripping every nighttime there. During the day hours, I kept fucking my black ‘ client'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a fast notoriety as a fatal cock only whore and my cunt hole was well sought after.

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

Random Negro Guy :"You were one of Cheekie's girls ?"

Claude E. Shannon :"Sure was."

Random Shirley Temple Guy :"Damn ! You must be dependable !"

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

Sometimes I think about what my life-time would have been like if I had never found the lovemaking I possess for BBC. What if I never left college and got my degree in sociology ? Maybe got a high paying job and got married to some little dick white Milquetoast. Something William Tell me that my happiness would be non-existent. At least to the level that it is now.

The End .