When I was jr. back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main attraction on the stages of the baseball club in this region. One of the very few white girls who would trip the light fantastic where mostly black fair sex would rock their tits. I made my finger cymbals though. Made them by sucking and fucking lots and lots of large black off-white, before, after, and sometimes even during my appearance. I even belong to the poof of coon club, with the ignominious nigga tattoo with the Q in the middle of it and everything on my left over ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my peak I was a slim 113 lbs. ) milky white skin and long lightlessness hair down my rear that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this place like a Patrick Victor Martindale White goose feather in a pile of grim ostrich plumes. My boobs are sizeable, not too big but not even shut to small, and the rest of my frame has gotten squeamish and curvy as I've gotten older.

And that figure is accented greatly each day by a wardrobe that is sluttier than that of a common street walker. I don't even own a couple of pants or any brassiere or step-in at all and haven't for twelvemonth. Life has most definitely been interesting. A life history that has been dedicated to black men and pile of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my life though. Like about middle-class white young woman growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the concenter direction and desire to be educated and well spiritual. My devout parents were nonindulgent, at least they really thought they were. They sent me to parochial school which included Sunday and of form every summer there were Good Book camps. Religion never was my cup of tea but I went through it all for my parent's sake, kept up the altogether façade.

I was far from the prude that they always thought that I was though. I had boyfriends as early as eleven year old, and would sneak around with them every chance I got. I lost my virginity in 8th course when I was 14 and my swain at the clip Tommy and I fucked almost every other day for a good six calendar month. 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 womanhood that I grew to become though, it would deliver destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the maiden few age of it all after I left home for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in early 1982, I was smart decent to secure myself a nice little college scholarship at a prestigious but lesser known christian school. The exclusively thing was it was located way down in Empire State of the South. It took a lot of convincing but I finally got my parents to ease up me their license to leave my hometown of go, Wisconsin.

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

It was Sept 1982 ; a cool autumn day and the wind briskly blew the falling leaves across the pavement and into the supergrass and also out to the street. I clicked my boring black ticker against the pavement as I was walking home from my work as a cashier. This finicky day I was especially happy because in LE than a workweek's time I would finally be starting my first off 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 nice picayune apartment and a swank little teller's job at Dollar general to pay for the rent. Not too tatty for an free-lance 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 mean about. On this special day I was wearing a Edward D. White and black doll and sweater set with solid white tights and the aforesaid black pump. I was carrying a sociology text book that I just bought and was reading it during my lunch recess that day.

Getting acclimated to the area proved to be an everyday eruditeness experience. The way that I was walking home each day from work was now blocked by structure. So, I had to witness a dissimilar way home. 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 district walking alongside a expectant un-mowed field that had a set of railroad line track on the other side of it. The street was virtually vacant, and dusk was dissipated approaching.

All alone in an unknown township I started to get a little bit concerned about being out past dark. I saw a side street up ahead which would occupy me over the tracks and onto another main drag. Or so I thought. I decided to take that and get to the other side. There seemed to be more lights over there but it was just a fallacy. I ended up on a much darker road that didn't have any houses or buildings, just the caterpillar tread on one side and Grant Wood on the other. Maybe if I walked a niggling faster I could get through it all.

It was starting to get a petty chilly so I pulled my sweater a little more closed as I walked on. Up ahead I noticed a light that looked like a flak burn in the woods. As I got closer to it, I saw that it was indeed a blast and there was three African American language men standing around it. ‘ Just what I need'I thought to myself, ‘ lost and alone in the midsection 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 ignore him. I continued to take the air and kept a wide 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 route causing me to block walking altogether. This was a pivotal point of my youth. I suppose that you could argue that if I had just turned around and walked away from him maybe my sprightliness would have gone down a different path. Or maybe they would sustain chased me, I mean how was I to know what was going to materialize here.

years later in hindsight I dispute the impression that anything unlike from what was about to materialize was never going to. I'm a firm worshipper in destiny and I believe that BBC was going to be a big part of me sooner or later. That big bright grin on his expression made him look kind of cute. Very tall, very fit, and his Shirley Temple hide was a nice mocha color, not too light not too iniquity. He looked like he was waiting for an answer to his question….so, I answered him.

Claude 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 other two blackamoor men now were in the street too standing beside the other man. The three of them looked to be in their late twenties or at least in their mid-thirties. All three were easily over six ft grandiloquent and much taller than my tiny 5'6"frame.

Andrew :"Wisconsin River ? They just love ‘ meat packer'up there. You know, football ?"

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

Claude Shannon :"Yes, Badger State. I don't follow sports though."

Red :"Girl you about clear across town from Connell Street."

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

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

Red :"I don't be intimate how, just telling you that you is…. ass this shit I'm cold ! You motherfuckers wan na stand up out here flapping with this slight Caucasian bitch go right ahead !"

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

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

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

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

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

Lucas :"What a passably name. 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 loose nigga, everything's cool !"

I followed George Lucas to the fire and rock all of their hired man. The ardour was burning in an old dark oil drum that was cut in half the longways and was filled with limb and leave of absence and early kindling from the surrounding Wood. From this vantagepoint the route that I just left was barely visible which made me opine that if there wasn't a fire burn 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 vitrine as I soon found out. He was the sweet 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 E. Shannon :"Well it's like I said ; I'm a petty bit lost. I just left work and I was trying to find my flat which is on Connell Street. I'm from Wisconsin and I'm going to start school here next 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 incorrect way somehow. I don't suppose either of you could drive me or maybe I could use your phone to forebode a cab ?"

George Lucas :"wellspring like Red here said, you're clear across town from your flat. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? Shit, nobody around here can open a car. I suppose we could walk you home like the skillful gentleman that we are, but we wouldn't do it for complimentary. You'd have to clear it worth our while."

Shannon :"Well, I'm currently kind of strapped for money. I still haven't gotten my first paycheck and the money my Father of the Church 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 very much are we talking about anyways ?"

The whole clip I was talking to Lucas, I could feel the other two men staring at me from behind. The doll I was wearing ended just above the knees, and underneath the white push up sweater I was only wearing a black lacey bra and I'm sure that in the brilliance of the fire my boob, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to reveal my arduous nipples through the tight fabric of my sweater. I tried to cover them with my folded weaponry to no avail.

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

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

Andrew :"Ohhh shit."

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

Lucas put his paw on my shoulder joint 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 backbone which made me turn quickly and push it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his face. I scolded him with anger which did nothing to change that ugly scarey scowl and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

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

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

I was shocked. How did this altogether thing degenerate into such a baseless proposition ? Never in my crazy imagination was I expecting either of these men to verbalise something so salacious. I suppose I was being a bit naïve, I mean they weren't civilized people. At least to the arcdegree that I was accustomed to. Still though, as derangement as I was, a little bit of electrical excitement was flowing through my soundbox. It scared me and turned me on both at the same time.

It wasn't that I was averse to smuggled men, or even the sentiment of sex with them, it's just something that I never had done. Never thought about it either. My heart started to beat out faster and all I could imagine about was that I should probably quickly get out of there before this whole thing got worse. I continued yelling at Red.

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

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

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Fuck you ! Black asshole !"

Saint Andrew the Apostle :"No fuck you ! You cracker ass bitch !"

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 road in ira to leave these black pigs. It was now darker out and the street luminance were coming on but they were few and very far between on that finical desolate road. This was the country after all, and the whole slope of the road, the railway system tracks side of meat was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the field of operation. Up the route either way was even darker.

Then something that I didn't reckoning on happened as I stood there deciding which way to go. I heard a uncanny creature sound coming from the woods. It was scary sounding, like a wolf or something. There was no way I was going to take the air alone in the shadow if there was a brute out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three Joseph Black men and their attack quickly became my only alternative. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could feel the night getting sure-enough and my options of getting home in one piece, at least to my frightened thinking, was dwindling in odds.

That fearfulness over rid my anger and I started to talk myself into the matters at handwriting. ‘ Who cares if they are petroleum ?'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 intellection of taking their fatal putz between my legs made my puss startle to involuntarily drool into my panties.

I then, with no verifiable or believable data, suddenly felt positive that maybe I could get off easy if I just offered to fall in them all blowjobs. I've given portion of blowjobs before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a blackness pecker before but it was all just hide. I mean, we're all homo. minuscule 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 beneficial LXXX to a C 1000 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 ! wait a minute now. You stay your slight ass over there."

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

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

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

Shannon :"I was thinking that if you guys helped me get home, 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 proficient ten mo before Red started laughing which made the other two laugh too. They laughed for a dear two minutes before Red returned to our conversation.

Red :"Oh you think it's that easy huh ? Uh uhhh ! take heed up ! movement right here's how it's gon na go ! The toll for an hour of standing by our blast is a blowjob. But if you want anything beyond that which includes getting you abode, then you know what we want."

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

Red :"Listen girl, none of us hafta freeze. All our fucking hawkshaw are insensate 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 cold for clear and intellectual view. I decided to go into my C job gross sales pitching again and added something to it.



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

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

Shannon :"Wait…you said an hour !"

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

The other two stayed quiet 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 change matter into my favor 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 home first. It's too common cold out here."

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

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

Red :"bitch ain't nobody comin'‘ turn here at this time of night ! Now, I'm getting a little upset ! The more you stall the Sir Thomas More I'm gon na jack up my monetary value. Or you can just get the piece of ass out of here ! Right now ! So, what's it gon na be ?"”

My toes were starting to get cold as I rubbed my hand together trying to get my digit warm. reverse jobs for 30 minutes near the ardor or I'd have to have 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 side by side. I thought of just leaving again but another howl from whatever was in the woods 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 asking which made me a bit nervous. As I walked closer to them George Lucas found a big put away composition of composition board and put it on the ground next to the oil barrel. I read his creative thinker and then knelt down on my knee joint on it with the fire at my book binding and the three men unzipped in front of me and pulled out their fatal peckers. I never saw a black 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 sizing of them were all bigger than any penis that I ever touched or saw. Saint Andrew was the spacious one, about seven in wide around and a good nine column inch long. His orb were tight and high-pitched. Red's cock was the darkest and the hairy. It was sebaceous looking and it hung about ten inches in distance with a big saggy hairy clod firing. Lucas was obvious the untried guy there and his prick was the clean-living looking and the thinnest. It was the shortsighted too about eight and a half inches in duration, but still self-aggrandizing than anything I'd ever handled before.

I decided to go all in and I put Saint Andrew the Apostle in my oral cavity first and could hardly get my mouth around it. He stretched my cheeks and throat open as he pushed himself deeper into my face. With my helping hand I began to jerk off the other two and I worked my tongue expertly on the underside of Andrew's shaft. I could finger their putz growing in my sassing and between my digit as they randomly began taking turns between my lip and hands. My finger started to warm up up and the heat from the flame behind me was very toasty to say the least. They fucked my rima oris for a good while before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

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

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

They all backed away from me and allowed me to stand back up. I looked into their centre for a few moment then I removed my shoes and reached under my doll to take out down my tights. I pulled them all the way down to my articulatio talocruralis then took them completely off. I then pulled my scanty off and put my shoes back on my invertebrate foot. I could experience the sang-froid air quickly drafting up my skirt chilling my ass and ramification. The whole time, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their SOB waiting patiently.

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

Red :"Man, all we want is memory access to some pussy. curve over gripe !"

I smirked at his crudeness and then positioned myself sideways by the fervidness and then bent down jutting my ass in the vicinity of Red's crotch. The other two men crowded their prick by my boldness and I took Lucas into my mouth again. As I jerked and sucked Lucas and Andrew I felt Red behind me lifting my skirt up onto my cover and then I felt his fingers rubbing my kitty sass and jutting 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 cock head pushing into me splitting my vulva apart like a baseball bat pushing through an stuffy birthday balloon. As he pushed slowly in and out each time getting more of his nine inches into me, my pussy began to lubricate him and the initial pain started to subside. I popped my rima oris off of Andrew's cock and put my heading down near his articulatio genus overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

Claude E. Shannon :"Ohhhhh ! Ohhhhh ! It's big ! Oh yes ! fucking ! Ohhhhh ! It's sooo big ! Uuhhhh ! ! !"

Red :"That's it you little gabardine whore ! strike it all ! Take all my prick now !"

He grabbed my rosehip and started to push his hot meat sticker into me deeper, harder, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. Andrew suddenly lifted my head up with a handful of my long nigrify hair's-breadth in his fist and jammed his pecker back into my mouth. I was now being fucked at both ends. Each time Red plowed into me my physical structure would jut forward and I'd take 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 whole length of his wide nine incher into me all the way to his balls which stung like hell.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Owwwwwww ! Go promiscuous honey. Hey ! Go light !"

St. Andrew ignored my cries. He kept pounding his wide prick into me stretching my cunt to a hale other level best. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slow down all the way up until the painfulness subsided. His throbbing giant black stick toyed my puss so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My pussy clenched and unclenched spastically which drove St. Andrew nuts and he couldn't hold out any longer. I felt him push deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my womb. So often for not cumming in me huh ?

Andrew :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

Now it was Lucas'spell. Lucas got his whole eight-inches into me with rest while I licked the juices clean from Saint Andrew the Apostle and Red. George Lucas didn't in conclusion long. He pulled out and I quickly turned around and he shot his muggy hot load right into my mouth. The punishing salty penchant was not what I had expected. It was very tasty to say the least.

They each took another play fucking my pussy. I came another three metre total and took another two freight deep into my uterus, and swallowed another salty expelling. It was a unspoilt two hours of fucking from start to polish off. 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 panties back on expertly under my skirt and up around my lower torso. I watched the men putting their giant 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 rooster already which at that moment was cipher but weird to me. twelvemonth later, I would have intercourse of that feeling very well because it's all a part of what is known as nigrify cock addiction. An addiction that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by More black-market cock. We stood around the flame quietly for another fifteen to twenty hour before finally Red spoke up.

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

They threw a bucket of body of water on the fire 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 woods but without any fear. My judgment wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the black cock 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 black pecker. We walked for a good three instant and then I saw another road through the trees. When we walked through the clearing I started laughing in disbelief.

Shannon :"You bunch of whoreson. 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 court of my apartment coordination compound and to front door of my apartment. It was late, 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 think. I recall walking into my flat, but everything after that I haven't a clue.

The next morning, my bell was ringing over and over again. I was only asleep for about three hours and when I jumped up from my bed my adrenaline snapshot sky heights and my heart started pumping fast. It's a weird feeling being exceedingly tired and having your descent 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 throw put on my robe or a pair of drawers, but instead I just groggily stumbled to the threshold 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 crosscut shorts and canary. I was still trying to heat myself up.

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 white kick who lives here will fuck a nigga for some money. Said you were looking for some gelt for school and some bastard. Is you that white bitch ?"

I moved my tomentum from my left eye as I tried to grasp what this colossus man was saying. None of it was sinking in. I remembered Red from the dark before but I thought it all was a dream. My sore jaw and twat were disputing that thinking though. Confused, I tried to answer all three conviction at once.

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

Reece picked me up and threw me over his shoulder joint. He then shut the door and carried my soundbox to my bedroom and tossed me down hard on my bed which jarred me more alert than I was. I sat up onto my elbow and watched him removing his shorts which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underclothing. A large black shaft, much larger than the three that had fucked me a few minute before, sprung out in battlefront of him.

Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright gripe listen ; I already put a down payment on that fucking pussy, and I'm fixing to have intercourse it hard and long right now ! I suggest you wake the fuck up and put those legs up and do whatever the screw it is you do to get set up, cause we gon na make love !"

His yelling shocked me into total knowingness. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my jersey rode up and revealed my naked kitty to the bombastic ignominious man. The bed shook a little and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my legs and placed his large black boner by my pussy hole. The force per unit area as began pushing the principal of it into me was painful.

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

It hurt so lots. His cock was easily twelve column inch long and about six inches all-inclusive around. It took a salutary ten minute for him to even work the promontory of it wide-cut into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the behemoth of a man poked and prodded his Equus caballus cock through my body with reckless abandon.

With the large mushroom head finally inside, he pushed my branch further up and apart with his big broad shoulders and pumped in and out of my sore closely cunt with power. Every three minute after that he was capable to drive another inch deeper, and when he pried open my neck I felt like I was giving birth and I came hard again.

Faster and faster he pumped. My legs began to finger numb and my body felt like it was splitting into two pieces. It was like off shore drilling. That's the only way I can think to describe it. When I felt his egg sac smacking against my ass I knew that he had all twelve column inch 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 blackamoor dagger for a while longer in that position before suddenly and without warning he pulled it completely out making a vauntingly audible popping noise. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my coat of arms and turned me around on all fours then jammed that huge turncock of his dorsum into my spasming and dilated puddle slot.

Another 15 minutes of bow-wow and I heard him yawl and I felt the venous blood vessel in his shadow bat contract and convulse then I felt his hot sperm cell flooding my puss like a fire 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 fucking of my life story !"

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

I turned around to watch this goliath black specimen get dressed and put his giant meat weapon away in his boxershorts. When he was done medical dressing, he pulled a ten one dollar bill placard out of his pocket and threw it on my night table. I felt a bit offended even though I felt I should be paying him after the nooky that I just got.

Shannon :"Ten buck ? That's all I'm worth ?"

Reece :"Baby, that's the price I was quoted. Fifty bucks. I gave forty to Red, and he told me to give you the other ten."

Ten one dollar bill ? 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 face and fell asleep after I heard my nominal head door shut. I slept soundly in that position 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 sleep'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the tee shirt and walked to my face doorway. When I opened it there was two more nigrify guys with vivid smiling on their faces.

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

I flushed my lav and when I got in my sleeping accommodation 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 putz easily into my vagina. Then from behind, I felt the early man pushing his cock alongside his buddy's turncock. 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 hour before filling my slit with simultaneous unenviable Shirley Temple stacks. I came around their dick just after that and we all screamed in ecstasy. They both then crawled off of my bed and they got dressed. Two Sir Thomas More ten-dollar bills were tossed onto my night stand.

Shannon :"Wait…What are your name calling ?"

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

They both smiled and then left. A few hours later another man call my doorbell. His figure was Eddie. We boned for a good 45 minutes before he sprayed his hot warhead all over my face. When he left I got up and took a quick shower to clean myself up a bit. I then put on a pair of fatal stockings with a garter belt but nil else. I wrote a preeminence that read : ‘ cum on in, I'm in my bedchamber'and then went and taped it to my front 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 dateless. I didn't leave my apartment at all the unit kickoff workweek 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 clock time to work anyways. The only clock time it was quiet and I could perch was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every time my buzzer would ring there would be one or two black bozo out there looking to fuck my pussy.

One time there was even five hombre waiting there and that was when I finally had to open up my asshole for clientele. That academic term lasted four hours and those five guy wire fucked all three of my make love muddle triple penetrating my body over and over again. Ladies if you've never been triple teamed by three large black cocks over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was metre for schooltime to protrude, I struggled hard to save up with college life. I tried but I missed a lot of days and failed a few assigning. All I had was black pecker on my mind. I started dressing more provocatively and the looks I got from the Christian crowd in shoal, 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 sign would provide a ten-dollar government note on my night stand. I started to compose their public figure in a notebook and in my start thirty day I made a totality of $ 480. That's 48 inkiness dicks in a month's clip. It doesn't sound like much but in 1981 it was pretty good money.

One day shortly after quitting school, my regular hombre 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 days before. They still wanted to bang me and Lucas told them to just give me the full $ 50 from now on. For some reason I didn't flavour bad for Red and in metre was actually glad that he was gone.

Andrew and Lucas even came by a few prison term 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-bodied to buy a small-arm of shucks car to get around in, and I started to build up a bit of a reputation as the passably lily-white girl 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 calendar month. He got me significant during that meter and we decided after a yearn debate that neither of us wanted a child so I got an abortion. The relationship was never the Saami after that so we agreed to separate and I moved on. I went and had a hysterectomy after that. No need getting fraught again especially with what I was going to be doing with my life.

When I healed up, I decided to go to capital of Georgia, which I did, and I built up a new clientele of black peter. I met this early Elwyn Brooks White girl named Rhonda who loved fucking black men too and we moved in and worked together for a long while. Rhonda was a bit chunky but the hombre really loved her big ass. It was during this metre that I went and got the queen of spades 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 same bed by dozens of unlike black guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Jones, and I fast became a phallus of the Cheekie female monarch. Cheekie owned a strip night club that was frequented by black men and I began stripping every night there. During the day minute, I kept fucking my Negro ‘ customers'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 to a greater extent of a free agent again which is more my amphetamine at my age. It's always funny to see the grin soma on a guy's face when he gets between my wooden leg and first 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 girl ?"

Claude E. Shannon :"Sure was."

Random blackness Guy :"Damn ! You must be in effect !"

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

Sometimes I think about what my life would have been like if I had never found the love I possess for BBC. What if I never left college and got my grade in sociology ? Maybe got a high paying job and got married to some little peter White person sissy. Something tells me that my felicity would be non-existent. At to the lowest degree to the stratum that it is now.

The End .