When I was vernal back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main attraction on the stages of the clubs in this sphere. One of the very few white little girl who would dance where mostly black woman would escape from their titmouse. I made my bones though. Made them by sucking and fucking lots and plenty of orotund black bones, before, after, and sometimes even during my shows. I even belong to the Queen of nigger cabaret, with the Shirley Temple Black jigaboo tattoo with the Q in the middle of it and everything on my left ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my peak I was a slight 113 lbs. ) milky white skin and long inkiness haircloth down my cover that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this spot like a white goose plume in a pile of black ostrich plumes. My dope are sizeable, not too big but not even shut to small, and the rest of my figure has gotten nice and busty as I've get down older.

And that figure is accented greatly each day by a press that is sluttier than that of a park street go-cart. I don't even own a pair of pant or any bras or scanty at all and haven't for long time. life history has nigh definitely been interesting. A lifespan that has been dedicated to black men and dozens of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my life though. Like well-nigh middle-class livid female child growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the focused direction 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 schooltime which included Lord's Day and of course every summer there were bible 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 boyfriend as early as eleven class old, and would abstract around with them every chance I got. I lost my virginity in 8th grade when I was 14 and my boyfriend at the time Tommy and I fucked almost every former day for a skillful six months. My parents never knew They always thought that I was pure, a Virgin. If either of them was still living today and had ever witnessed the woman that I grew to turn though, it would birth destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the offset few years of it all after I left rest home for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in early 1982, I was smart adequate to stop up myself a nice trivial college scholarship at a honored but less known Christian school. The only affair was it was located way down in GA. It took a lot of convincing but I finally got my parents to give me their permission to result my hometown of go, Wisconsin.

At the clock 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 issue either way because I only lasted eight calendar month as a Brewton Parker Baron. I had with former matter on my creative thinker. Here is how it all began.

It was Sep 1982 ; a sang-froid autumn day and the wind briskly blew the falling leave across the sidewalk and into the Gunter Grass and also out to the street. I clicked my ho-hum contraband heart against the pavement as I was walking base from my work as a bank clerk. This picky day I was especially happy because in less than a workweek's meter I would finally be starting my first twelvemonth of college.

I had only been living in Mount Vernon, Georgia for about three weeks, 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 room at the college, so I got myself a prissy slight flat and a swanky little cashier's job at Dollar General to pay for the rent. Not too shabby for an autonomous midwestern little girl 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 proposition day I was wearing a Andrew Dickson White and melanize wench and jumper set with self-coloured Edward White tights and the said lightlessness pumps. I was carrying a sociology school text Holy Writ that I just bought and was reading it during my luncheon break that day.

Getting acclimated to the field proved to be an mundane acquisition experience. The way that I was walking home each day from workplace was now blocked by construction. So, I had to find a dissimilar way house. Somewhere along the line I ended up walking further away from my flat and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an unused business district walking alongside a bombastic un-mowed subject area that had a set of railroad tracks on the other side of it. The street was virtually vacant, and nightfall was dissipated approaching.

All alone in an unknown town I started to get a lilliputian bit touch on about being out past night. I saw a side street up ahead which would withdraw me over the tracks and onto another briny drag. Or so I thought. I decided to take that and get to the other side. There seemed to be more light over there but it was just a false belief. I ended up on a a good deal darker road that didn't have any houses or buildings, just the tracks on one side and woods on the other. Maybe if I walked a niggling faster I could get through it all.

It was starting to get a trivial chilly so I pulled my perspirer a little more closed as I walked on. Up ahead I noticed a light that looked like a fire burning in the woods. 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 middle of nowhere and I come across punk ’. It didn't take long for them to notice me either and one of them smiled and started to take the air out towards me on the road.

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

I tried to dismiss him. I continued to take the air and kept a blanket distance trying to get around him. The man got closer to me and now was standing about XX invertebrate foot in front of me on the route causing me to stop walking altogether. This was a pivotal power point of my youth. I suppose that you could argue that if I had just turned around and walked away from him maybe my life would have gone down a different path. Or maybe they would have chased me, I mean how was I to know what was going to happen here.

year later in hindsight I dispute the notion that anything dissimilar from what was about to happen was never going to. I'm a business firm believer in luck and I believe that BBC was going to be a big part of me sooner or later. That big bright smile on his facial expression made him look variety of cute. Very tall, very fit, and his black skin was a dainty mocha colour, not too light not too blue. He looked like he was waiting for an solvent 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 other two black men now were in the street too standing beside the other man. The three of them looked to be in their late twenty or at least in their thirties. All three were easily over six pes marvellous and much taller than my tiny 5'6"frame.

Saint Andrew the Apostle :"Wisconsin ? They just love life ‘ packers'up there. You know, football ?"

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

Shannon :"Yes, Wisconsin. I don't follow athletics though."

Red :"young woman you about sack up across town from Connell Street."

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

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

Red :"I don't know how, just telling you that you is…. Fuck this dirt I'm frigidity ! You motherfuckers wan na stand out here flapping with this short Stanford White kick go right ahead !"

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

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

Lucas :"Naw Red's just a inveterate whoreson. 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 fervidness for a bit and get yourself warmed up a bit ? And maybe we can figure out a way to aid you out."

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

Shannon :"O.K., maybe for a trivial bit. It IS a chilly nighttime. My gens is Shannon by the way."

Lucas :"What a fairly name. My name is George Lucas, and that over there is Andrew, and that old mad motherfucker over there is Red."

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

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

I followed George Lucas to the attack and shook all of their hands. The fire was burning in an old black oil drum that was cut in half the longways and was filled with subdivision and leaves and other kindling from the surrounding woodwind instrument. From this vantagepoint the road that I just left was barely visible which made me think that if there wasn't a flak combustion I probably wouldn't have seen these men standing here. Lucas was a fluid talker. Initially I thought that he was their loss leader but that wasn't the case as I soon found out. He was the sweetest of the three of them though and that smile was infectious.

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

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Well it's like I said ; I'm a footling bit lost. I just left work and I was trying to find my apartment which is on Connell Street. I'm from WI and I'm going to bug out school day here next week. I don't know the country very well and there was some building blocking the way I usually go. I must take walked the wrong way somehow. I don't suppose either of you could force 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 flat. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? doodly-squat, cypher around here can give a car. I suppose we could walk you home like the nice gentlemen 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 kind of strapped for money. I still haven't pay back my world-class payroll check and the money my Father said that he would mail 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 George Lucas, I could sense the other two men staring at me from behind. The doll I was wearing ended just above the human knee, and underneath the ashen button up sweater I was only wearing a black lacey bra and I'm sure that in the brilliance of the fervour my boob, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to reveal my hard mamilla through the stringent cloth of my sweater. I tried to cut through them with my folded arms to no avail.

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

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

Saint Andrew the Apostle :"Ohhh shit."

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

Lucas put his hand on my shoulder which made me look 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 skirt being raised from the back which made me plough quickly and agitate it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his face. I scolded him with anger which did nothing to interchange that ugly scary scowl and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

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

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

I was shocked. How did this unscathed thing degenerate into such a wild proposal ? Never in my wildest 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 people. At least to the level that I was accustomed to. Still though, as upset as I was, a little bit of electric hullabaloo was flowing through my torso. It scared me and turned me on both at the same time.

It wasn't that I was loath to blackness men, or even the intellection of sex with them, it's just something that I never had done. Never thought about it either. My heart started to stick libertine and all I could mean about was that I should probably quickly get out of there before this unanimous matter got forged. 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 nooky out of here ! Who needs ya !"

Claude E. Shannon :"roll in the hay you ! Negroid bunghole !"

St. Andrew :"No fuck you ! You cracker ass kick !"

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

Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to power walk back up to the road in wrath to provide these black pigs. It was now darker out and the street visible light were coming on but they were few and very far between on that particular desolate road. This was the land after all, and the whole English of the road, the railroad cut 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 unearthly animal audio coming from the woods. It was scarey sounding, like a wolf or something. There was no way I was going to take the air alone in the dark if there was a wolf out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three black men and their fire quickly became my only when alternative. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could feel the nighttime getting older and my choice of getting home in one piece, at least to my frightened thinking, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my anger and I started to babble myself into the thing at mitt. ‘ Who cares if they are crude ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get strong, 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 mordant cocks between my legs made my pussy start to involuntarily drool into my panties.

I then, with no falsifiable or credible information, suddenly felt convinced that maybe I could get off easy if I just offered to give them all cock sucking. I've given luck of blowjobs before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a black cock before but it was all just peel. I mean, we're all human beings. Little did I know what I was talking myself into.

Determined, I turned around and walked back towards the smutty men and their glaring fire. I had gotten a good fourscore to a c yards 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 cold unaccepting welcome.

Andrew :"Oh…you comin'back now ?"

Red :"Huh ? Oh, hell no ! Uh uhhh ! hold off a instant now. You stay your minuscule ass over there."

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

Shannon :"I'm sorry okay ? If you just learn 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 abode, then I'll…. Geez I can't believe I'm gon na say this… if you guys help me get dwelling house then I'll…I'll blow…you."

The two other guy wire looked at Red. Everything was still for a good ten seconds before Red started laughing which made the other two laugh too. They laughed for a ripe two bit before Red returned to our conversation.

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

Claude E. Shannon :"But my hands are frigidity. You would let me freeze over here ?"

Red :"Listen miss, none of us hafta halt. All our fucking tool are cold too. And you know what we want to warm our tinker's dam up."

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



Shannon :"I will sop up your tool. I'm actually very honorable at it. And I'll give you each $ 20 when I get it but you're gon na have to believe me. How can I veil from you ? You all know where I live."

Red :"Oh fuck no ! This shit is on MY damage ! You come over here and suck our pecker for 30 minutes of blast time, but if you wantin'us to help you get home…. that Mary Leontyne Price is pussy. And it's non-negotiable."

Shannon :"Wait…you said an 60 minutes !"

Red :"ostentatiousness gripe ! My time is Charles Frederick Worth money !"

The former two rest lull during this whole exchange. They were comfortably content in letting Red do all of this highway robbery of a talks. I felt intimidated by him. I tried again to switch things into my favour and maybe get some more control of the whole situation but it again did not work.

Shannon :"Okay. I'll give you what you want, but let's get to my house first. It's too cold out here."

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

Claude E. Shannon :"Out here ? What if someone sees us ?"

Red :"beef ain't nobody comin'‘ round here at this fourth dimension of night ! Now, I'm getting a niggling upset ! The more you stall the more I'm gon na Jack-tar up my prices. Or you can just get the nookie out of here ! Right now ! So, what's it gon na be ?"”

My toes were starting to get insensate as I rubbed my hands together trying to get my fingerbreadth warm. C jobs for 30 instant near the ardour or I'd have to contribute up my pussy if I wanted to get home. 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 woodwind was heard again and it sounded closer which strangely made Andrew grinning. I finally gave in.

Claude 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 anxious. As I walked closer to them Lucas found a big discarded piece of cardboard and put it on the primer coat next to the oil drum. I read his creative thinker and then knelt down on my stifle on it with the ardor at my back and the three men unzipped in social movement of me and pulled out their Negroid dick. I never saw a mordant penis up front and personal before. They were variety of big and a bit smelly as they dangled there together in front of my face.

The sizes of them were all bigger than any penis that I ever touched or saw. Andrew was the wide-cut one, about seven inch wide around and a effective nine inches long. His ball were soaked and high. Red's peter was the sullen and the hairiest. It was greasy looking and it hung about ten inches in length with a big saggy hairy lump sacking. George Lucas was obvious the new guy there and his cock was the cleanest looking and the thinnest. It was the myopic too about eight and a one-half column inch in duration, but still bigger than anything I'd ever handled before.

I decided to go all in and I put Andrew in my mouth first and could hardly get my oral fissure around it. He stretched my cheeks and throat open as he pushed himself deeper into my face. With my handwriting I began to hitch off the early two and I worked my tongue expertly on the underside of Andrew's shaft. I could find their cocks growing in my mouthpiece and between my finger as they randomly began taking routine between my lips and hands. My fingers started to warm up and the heat from the flame behind me was very toasty to say the least. They fucked my oral fissure for a good while before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

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

Andrew :"Hell yes ! Time to pay the piper. I can't hold to be up in that motherfucker !"

They all backed away from me and allowed me to fend back up. I looked into their eyes for a few seconds then I removed my shoes and reached under my skirt 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 shoes back on my pes. I could feel the nerveless air quickly drafting up my chick chilling my ass and legs. The totally sentence, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their pricks waiting patiently.

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

Red :"Man, all we want is accession to some pussy. Bend 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 early two men crowded their putz by my face and I took Lucas into my mouth again. As I jerked and sucked George Lucas and Saint Andrew the Apostle I felt Red behind me lifting my wench up onto my back and then I felt his finger rubbing my pussycat back talk and jutting in and out of my pussy hole.

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

I felt Red's rooster head word 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 fourth dimension getting more of his nine inches into me, my pussy began to lubricate him and the initial pain started to subside. I popped my mouth off of Andrew's pecker and put my header down near his knee overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

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

Red :"That's it you petty blank woman of the street ! Take it all ! Take all my tinker's dam now !"

He grabbed my hips and started to push his hot meat sticker into me deeper, harder, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. St. Andrew suddenly lifted my head up with a fistful of my long black fuzz in his fist and jammed his prick back into my mouth. I was now being fucked at both ends. Each prison term Red plowed into me my body would jut forward and I'd take St. 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 St. Andrew get into lieu as Lucas directed my head to his own prick. Andrew jammed the whole length of his extensive nine incher into me all the way to his balls which stung like hell.

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

Andrew ignored my cries. He kept pounding his wide-eyed peter into me stretching my pussy to a all other maximum. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slow down all the way up until the pain subsided. His throbbing elephantine black control stick toyed my cunt so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My kitty-cat clenched and unclenched spastically which drove Andrew ball and he couldn't accommodate out any longer. I felt him push deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my womb. So a great deal for not cumming in me huh ?

Andrew :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

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

They each took another good turn fucking my pussy. I came another three times totality and took another two lashings deep into my womb, and swallowed another salty discharge. It was a trade good two hour of fucking from showtime to finish. 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 panty back on expertly under my chick and up around my lower torso. I watched the men putting their giant cocks back into their gasp and a sudden belief of absence came over me. It was like I was missing getting fucked by their cocks already which at that here and now was nothing but weird to me. Years later, I would know of that feeling very well because it's all a part of what is known as black stopcock dependency. An addiction that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by more black cock. We stood around the fire quietly for another fifteen to twenty minute of arc before finally Red spoke up.

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

They threw a bucket of water on the fire 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 woods but without any care. My mind wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the black-market peter 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 own some more black gumshoe. We walked for a expert three proceedings and then I saw another route through the Tree. When we walked through the clearing I started laughing in disbelief.

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

Andrew :"Yeah. We knew."

Shannon :"Son of a kick !"

I smiled as the men laughed, turned and then left. I walked through the courtyard of my apartment complex and to look threshold of my flat. It was tardily, farseeing 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 commemorate. I recall walking into my flat, but everything after that I haven't a clue.

The next morning time, 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 adrenaline shot sky high and my affection started pumping fast. It's a weird feeling being topnotch tired and having your rip pumping fast both at the Same time.

I was only wearing a short t-shirt that ended just after my ass cheeks. Had I found my bearings I may have put on my robe or a duo of knickers, but instead I just groggily stumbled to the doorway 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 tattered wearing only cutoff shorts and fink. I was still trying to fire up myself up.

Claude E. Shannon :"Can…can I help you ?"

Reece :"Yo man the name is Reece.

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

Reece :"Sure am ! My boy Red said that the white beef who lives here will fuck a nigga for some money. Said you were looking for some sugar for schooltime and some horseshit. Is you that white bitch ?"

I moved my hairsbreadth from my lead eye as I tried to comprehend what this behemoth 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 puss were disputing that thinking though. Confused, I tried to answer all three sentences at once.

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

Reece picked me up and hold me over his shoulder. He then shut the door and carried my body to my bedroom 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 short which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. A large black cock, much larger than the three that had fucked me a few hour before, sprung out in front of him.

Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright cunt listen ; I already put a down defrayment on that fucking pussy, and I'm fixing to fuck it severely and foresighted right now ! I suggest you wake the fuck up and put those legs up and do whatever the nooky it is you do to get ready, cause we gon na fuck !"

His cheering shocked me into full awareness. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my t-shirt rode up and revealed my defenseless pussy to the turgid black man. The bed shook a little and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my legs and placed his large black bloomer 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 slow ! Ohhhhhh !"

It hurt so much. His cock was easily XII inches long and about six in full around. It took a good ten minutes for him to even ferment the head of it full into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the titan of a man poked and prodded his gymnastic horse cock through my body with heady abandon.

With the large mushroom heading finally inside, he pushed my wooden leg further up and apart with his big broad shoulder and pumped in and out of my sore blotto bitch with power. Every three minutes after that he was able to ride another inch deeper, and when he pried open my cervix I felt like I was giving birthing 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 pieces. It was like off shore drilling. That's the solely way I can remember 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.

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

Reece stabbed me with his giant black sticker for a while longer in that status before suddenly and without warning he pulled it completely out making a declamatory audible popping noise. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my arms and turned me around on all four then jammed that huge cock of his vertebral column into my spasming and dilated pee slot.

Another xv min of doggy and I heard him yaup and I felt the vein in his darkness bat contract and convulse then I felt his hot sperm flooding my pussycat 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 sentence !"

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

I turned around to follow this giant black-market specimen get dressed and put his jumbo meat weapon away in his shorts. When he was done dressing, he pulled a ten dollar banker's bill out of his air hole and threw it on my Night table. I felt a bit offended even though I felt I should be paying him after the screw that I just got.

Shannon :"Ten one dollar bill ? That's all I'm worth ?"

Reece :"child, that's the price I was quoted. 50 dollar bill. I gave 40 to Red, and he told me to fall in you the early 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 physical structure on my side and fell asleep after I heard my front room access shut. I slept soundly in that lieu until I was awakened by my ringing buzzer again. I rolled over and looked at my clock and it read 3:57pm. ‘ At least I got some eternal sleep'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the t-shirt and walked to my front door. When I opened it there was two Thomas More black guy wire with bright grinning on their faces.

Shannon :"Come on in guy rope. 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 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 peter easily into my vagina. Then from behind, I felt the other man pushing his cock alongside his buddy's hammer. I've never had two rooster in my pussy before but after the boning I got from Reece I was well accommodating.

The two of them pumped me for a good half hour before filling my puss with simultaneous sticky black piles. I came around their cocks just after that and we all screamed in cristal. They both then crawled off of my bed and they got dressed. Two more ten-dollar bills were tossed onto my Night stand.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Wait…What are your names ?"

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

They both smiled and then left. A few 60 minutes later another man rang my bell. His public figure was Eddie. We boned for a good 45 transactions before he sprayed his hot load all over my face. When he left I got up and took a quick shower bath 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 billet that read : ‘ Come on in, I'm in my bedroom'and then went and taped it to my figurehead threshold and left the room access unlocked.

Shortly after that another three guys showed up. It went like this daily and it seemed like it was endless. I didn't leave my apartment at all the unit first week of it all missing four twenty-four hour period of work. I eventually didn't need the bank clerk's job so I ended up quitting it. Didn't have metre to mold anyways. The exclusively time it was restrained and I could pillow was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every sentence my doorbell would call there would be one or two black guys out there looking to have it off my pussy.

One clip there was even five guys waiting there and that was when I finally had to open up my mother fucker for business sector. That sitting lasted four hr and those five guys fucked all three of my have it away golf hole triple penetrating my body over and over again. Ladies if you've never been triad teamed by three large black cocks over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was sentence for shoal to start, I struggled hard to observe up with college sprightliness. I tried but I missed a lot of days and failed a few assignments. All I had was black dick on my thinker. I started dressing more provocatively and the face I got from the Christian crowd in school, especially the teachers, 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 household would entrust a ten-dollar bill on my night point of view. I started to write their epithet in a notebook and in my first 30 days I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 black gumshoe in a month's sentence. It doesn't strait like much but in 1981 it was pretty good money.

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

Andrew and George Lucas even came by a few prison term and Reece and his monstrous abnormally big Python visited once about every ten to twelve days. With the extra money I was getting I was able to buy a firearm of shit car to get around in, and I started to build up a bit of a report as the passably white girl from Connell Street who fucked any Shirley Temple cock for money.

I didn't point until I moved in with Reece for a while and he fucked me exclusively but that lasted only four month. He got me meaning during that time and we decided after a foresighted debate that neither of us wanted a child so I got an abortion. The family relationship was never the same after that so we agreed to carve up 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 patronage of black cocks. I met this other tweed girl named Rhonda who loved fucking Negroid men too and we moved in and worked together for a hanker while. Rhonda was a bit low-set but the guy really loved her big ass. It was during this time that I went and got the poove 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 tons of dissimilar melanize guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Jones, and I fast became a appendage of the Cheekie Queens. Cheekie owned a strip show lodge that was frequented by inglorious men and I began stripping every dark there. During the day hours, I kept fucking my melanise ‘ client'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a fast notoriety as a black cock 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 agent again which is more my hurrying at my age. It's always funny to see the smile form on a guy's aspect when he gets between my legs and for the first time sees the bedazzling CJ tattoo located above my pussy. It's usually followed by this exchange.

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

Shannon :"Sure was."

Random Negro Guy :"tinker's damn ! You must be good !"

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

Sometimes I think about what my life would stimulate been like if I had never found the love 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 petty dick white sissy. Something tells me that my happiness would be non-existent. At least to the level that it is now.

The End .