Catherine II :"I can't believe you ! What the hell are we supposed to do now ? How stupid are you ?"

Paul :"I'm sad love. I honestly don't know where it is. I must give left it back on my dresser."

That was my boyfriend Paul and I arguing on our weekend trip into the body politic. We were on the main road, and after driving for four hours Paul realized that he had lost or had forgotten his wallet. It really was a bonehead move because I had left my own credit entry cards and money back at my apartment. He was the one who told me to do so because He promised to pay for everything and anything that I wanted on this trip and against my better judgement I did what he had asked.

Catherine :"We are so screwed. How much gas do we have left ?"

Paul the Apostle :"It's almost on empty now. I'm going to have to get off on the next exit. Maybe we can borrow the money for some Sir Thomas More gas and I'll take you home."

Catherine :"Borrow ? nobody gives stranger any money these days. You're out of your mind."

He just looked at me with a sad spirit on his case. Normally that facial expression would have melted me but I was so pissed at him right now. This all week had been a trying one in regards to our family relationship. St. Paul and I had been together for almost 3 years. We are both still Edward Young, I'm 28 and he's one year sr. than me. We met at the money box that we both piece of work at me a teller and him the help manager.

Earlier in the week I found out that he had been treasonous to me with one of the other bank tellers. It really hurt me. It was Nancy, one of my closest friends, and normally the relationship would have ended but he convinced me that it was only one time in a bit of weakness. At least that's the way he explained it and I guess my love for him was really clouding my break judgment.

Besides, he was trying really hard. He had to if he wanted us to stay together. Our relationship was hanging on by a thread and this misstep to the country was supposed to mend all of that and he already was screwing things up.

I still couldn't believe that it was with Nancy of all people ; I'm ten multiplication better looking than her. I mean, I'm not a fashion model or anything but at 5'8"133 pounds and a 34-26-38 figure, I keep myself in pretty pie-eyed shape. Apostle Paul knew I was a ‘ pinch'and he was afraid that he was going to lose me because of a stupid mistake.

I sat with my knees together facing towards the passenger threshold sulking as we turned off the highway. It was going to be blue soon and it was getting a piddling frigidness, and the just above the knee skirt I was wearing was a little bit sheer and exposed to the malarkey. There wasn't much around as we turned onto the maiden street after getting off the main road. It didn't look like a very adept area at all. A lot of the edifice were boarded up and spray-painted with graffito.

We saw two hombre walking, two mordant men to be specific. I watched them walking and talking as we passed them. They were very marvelous and didn't even remark us drive by them. It took us about another 5 minutes of driving until we saw a gas station. It looked very desert and old. Paul the Apostle pulled up to one of the pumps and we both got out and walked in together.

inside, there wasn't much on the shelves. We must induce been in some kind of strong-armer because behind the register there was another black man. He was scruffy and looked to be in his forties. Paul engaged him with his script out to shake up his hand.

Paul :"Excuse me sir, my public figure is Alice Paul Greenfield."

The man reluctantly shook his script and looked at us with mix-up. Saul's hand looked much modest in comparison.

Amos :"Name's Amos."

Apostle Paul :"H-Hi…Amos. take heed my Friend ; my female child and I are in a bit of a bind. We're from out of Town, and we're completely out of gas."

Amos :"So. Looks like you made it to a gas station. I suggest you go fill up."

Paul :"Ah yeah…you see Amos, that's where our bind begins. We haven't got any money. I lost my wallet and our trip is now officially over. We just call for some gas to get home."

Amos :"You mean you got no money ?"

Paul :"Neither of us does. We were hoping that you could help us out."

Amos :"Wait…you think I'm gon na move over you discharge gas ? What kinda of fucking billet do you opine this is ?"

Alice Paul :"One with a heart ? I'd send you the money in a few mean solar day. You have my word."

The Negroid man started laughing at Paul and I can tell apart by looking at him that he was a little embarrassed by his laughter.

Amos :"Listen here white boy, you're gon na have to discover something to trade. cypher in this globe is for free, and I'm not stupefied enough to believe that you'll mail me a bridle later."

Paul the Apostle :"Well all I have is this sentinel. It cost me about $ 300. I can leave you this lookout man for a replete tank of gas. It'd be a bully tidy sum on your end."

Amos looked at the watch. His face made a disgusted look, as he looked it over and turned it about in his hands. He then handed it back to Paul.

Amos :"Looky here white boy. I don't want no mother fucking picket. Does this flavour like parking lot Avenue to you ? Nobody around here gives a fuck what clip it is. But you do have something of value that I'd like to try."

Paul looked at him with confusion. The black man then motioned his eyes towards my management. It took us a few irregular but we both soon realized what he was referring to. I was appalled and Paul got a lilliputian raging as well.

Paul :"No way ! Are you dotty ? You want to fuck my girlfriend ? ? ? I can't let you do that ! I can't !"

Amos came around the parry and got up into Paul the Apostle's face. He looked twice his size. I started to shake up in fearfulness and Paul looked very frighten off as well.

Amos :"First, get down your mother-fucking voice ! Pissing me off is not in your C. H. Best pastime ! I am much bigger than you are and to tell you the truth, I'll complain your mother-fucking ass right now ! Second, a blowjob for a total tank of gas is Thomas More than a reasonable swop I do believe. I mean a tank of gas would be close to fifty clam, and if I took that pretty white gripe into town she'd have to blow five niggers to make that form of money. She does look in high spirits end though so I might get a little more !"

He went back behind the parry and Paul sighed silently in relief. The grinning on Book of Amos'aspect returned and he continued his proposal.

Amos :"It all comes down to how bad you two want to go home ? petrol is expensive and you obviously don't have anything else that I would want. It's getting grim soon. I don't think you want to be on these streets when it does. So what's there to conceive about ? The piffling ma'am gets on her stifle for a bit and you two can be on your way."

Apostle of the Gentiles didn't know what to say. He stood there looking at me with his hand up to his chin like he was heavily in intellection. A mo passed and my heart started to get faster. I figured I needed to voice my concerns.

Catherine :"Paul I can't do it. I can't ! I don't like giving cock sucking you know that. And the thought of a Negro penis in my back talk is just too staring. I'll throw up I swear I will."

Paul :"Relax honey. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. We'll find a way to get home. There's got to be somewhere else around here."

Amos :"There isn't. I told ya it's getting'darkness out. business around here close before it does. The only other piazza candid right now is an all night donut shop down the route a stretch. believe me, you don't want to go in there. That's a unsafe nightspot with some strong niggers in there. They won't be as charitable. I'm about to close up soon too so you better make up your minds."

I started to cry and Paul hugged me and consoled me. I really didn't want to foul up this declamatory black man but as the sun was disappearing outside there wasn't any alternatives. Amos sensed our despair and upped the anti a bit.

Amos :"I'll tell apart you what flannel girl, you don't wan na blow a nigger, that's fine. But I'm not giving anything away for free. The longer you stay here in this town the forged it can be for ya. I can't imagine gettin'between those second joint is an option either so I'll tell ya what I'll do…a wax storage tank of gas and this fifty for me to get up in that ass."

My sassing fell open in stupor. Did this man just ask to bed me in my ass ? I looked over at Apostle of the Gentiles who was just looking at me with a sad look on his face again. It was almost like he was contemplating agreeing to the offer.

Saul :"Honey I'm sorry. It might be the only when way we can get back home though."

All of my respect for him went right out the windowpane. This wasn't a man. This was a weak asshole. How dare he ?

Catherine :"I can't believe you would ask me to do this ?"

St. Paul :"Cathy, I don't know what else we can do ! I'm sorry. Do you honestly think I want my girlfriend having sex with another man ?"

It was at this period that I realized that Paul and I were over. When we finally got home, there was no way that I could stay with this man. Not only did he shaft on me but also now he was going to pander me out because he wasn't man plenty to count on out a better way to get us home. I was visibly livid and I turned to Amos and blurted out in choler the sentence that would shift my life forever.

Catherine :"Make it a C and a armoured combat vehicle of gas and I'll do it !"

Amos :"lxxv and we got a deal !"

Catherine :"Alright…I guessing. At this period I just want to get dwelling house. Ewww ! I can't believe I'm going to do this ! Let's just get it over with before I change my mind."

Book of Amos :"Understandable. Follow me."

Amos locked the front door and led us both to the back room. There was an oil-stained couch back there. He took me by the script and turned me around and raised the back of my skirt to divulge my skimpy panty-clad buttocks. He was very brawny, and I jumped when he slapped me hard on the right ass cheek.

Amos :"Yeah ! Now that's what I'm talkin'about. Listen here white boy, go out that back door and go fill your gas cooler. You're not gon na wan na watch me pluck your peeress's ass up. Give us a good fifteen minutes. Just the gas now."

Amos began to caress my ass with his large hands kneading my ass cheeks like dough. Every few seconds he's slap me again and my whole body would tense-up and throb. I heard Apostle Paul issue the back door as Amos started to commit my pantie down to my ankles. This was going to happen. It was already too far-gone and any protests would just get Paul bewilder up and even though I was top-notch upset with him I didn't want him to get hurt.

Amos :"Wow child this is one nice looking pussy you got back here. scent good too."

Catherine :"The deal was my ass, think back ?"

Amos :"Take it loose missy. Big Amos is a man of his countersign. You wouldn't deny an old nigger a little perceptiveness though would ya ?"

Catherine the Great :"What ? I-I…. hypothesis ?"

He then quickly pushed my body softly over the arm of the couch and almost immediately I felt his hot intimation against my inner thigh. I then felt him spread capable my cunt with his thick fingers and then the hot slimy feeling of his glossa as it licked against my puss rim. He obviously knew how to do this because it felt heavenly. Damn it felt too good. Paul never licked my twat like this. In fact, I couldn't remember if he ever had.

The previous black man licked my pussy for a good three minutes darting his tongue in and out of my vagina and flickering it across my clit, and just before he had me cook to pop, he stopped and stood back up. I looked back at him with a let down look but he wasn't looking directly at my fount so he missed it. undecomposed affair he had missed it because he might let gotten other thought. I kicked off my underclothes and looked back at him again and saw him sticking his fingers in a dirty jar of Vaseline.

Book of Amos :"You gon na thank me for this girl. That ass looks very nasty and small, and my rod is lot full-grown than most."

Catherine :"please go loose. I've never done this before."

I then felt the cold squishy smell of his Vaseline covered fingerbreadth poking in and out as he spread it generously around my puckered prick. His fingers were immense and felt like rigid hot dogs rubbing against my backside. I then heard him unzip his pants, which made me look back again, and what I saw horrified me. My back talk fell open in shock.

It was colored brown and very long like a small bully nightspot. His hairy balls were big and hung quite low from his penis. I watched in awe as he lubed it up with the Vaseline and made it a little darker and really lustrous. It started to grow even handsome as he rubbed it and the veins could be seen stretching the skin of it outward even more. My leg began to shake so I kicked my heels off to appropriate myself better balance.

Amos :"Alright baby girl ! It's gon na hurt for a bit at starting time. Here it comes."

Catherine II :"Ohh just do it. I can't consider this is happening."

I looked forward again and closed my eyes tight and braced myself on the couch arm. He pushed my left leg up onto the arm as well and then I felt his left hand on my ass face pushing open my ass a little more. My ticker started to beat fast again. I then felt the head of his cock pushing against my virgin asshole. It hurt so much and felt like a with child rod was impaling me. I screamed out as he worked himself into me and pleaded with him to stop.

Catherine :"Ahhhhhh ! Oh my god it hurts ! Please turn back ! Oh please check ! I changed my judgment !"

He ignored my call and continued to stab his monster shameful cock between my ass impudence. There wasn't anything I could do to stop him. After a few excruciating and painful second, I felt the inside walls of my anus loosen up a bit and lodge him. It was a weird intuitive feeling my ass just opened up to his with child prick and accepted it in it. He was now pumping in with regular f number and the friction of it spiking in and out of me started to palpate really adept. My pussy was now starting to waken and it was getting rather moist and I could feel myself wanting to climax, a belief I hadn't ever experienced before.

Catherine :"Oh yeah ! nooky ! Yeah ! ass ! Oh my god ! That feels so in effect ! Fuck me ! Fuck my ass !"

Amos :"Oh you like it now huh squawk ? Oooh ! tinker's damn your shit is blind drunk ! I'm gon na nut in this tight little blanched ass ! Gon na barf all of my stuff and nonsense in there !"

He pulled my leg back down from the lounge with his cock about five column inch into me. Five inches was a lot and it looked like he was only halfway into me. He put both his hired hand on my hip and started to pick up his fucking speed. The strength of each of his thrusts into my ass pushed me up onto my tippy-toes, and when he brought it out my feet would drop out again on the cold floor. For at least five to a greater extent second this center aged black titan fucked my asshole hard and deeply. I soon felt his balls slapping at my pussy lips signifying that he was giving me his full ten inches with each thrust.

My snatch was getting plug drunk from his balls. It felt like individual was spanking my bitch back talk with a marble bag. His pecker head felt like it was going into my stomach. Deeper and deeper he pounded me and just as I started thinking that I couldn't take it anymore, I felt his peter pulsating and he let out a loud howler and he filled my ass with his hot mucilaginous Joseph Black seed.

Book of Amos :"Arrrrrgh ! Ahhhhh ! AHHHHHH ! ! ! !"

When he finished cumming I felt him force completely out of me and when he released my hips from his grip my stifle went wobbly and I fell over the couch arm onto my face on the couch. I regained my balance and stood up and pulled my skirt back down awkwardly. I watched him put his monster cock back into his trouser like I was in a trance. How could that thing still be hard ? I thought to myself. Just then, Apostle of the Gentiles reappeared and snapped me awake from my gaze.

Book of Amos :"Alright white boy you are paid in full. Here's your $ 75 little Lady. Now get the fuck out of here the both of you !"

The three of us went back to the front of the store. Alice Paul kept staring at me trying to say my face to see if I was upset but I only had a benumbed flavour on it. The facts were my straits was spinning with lust. I couldn't believe how turned on that enceinte black cock in my ass had made me feel. When his balls were slapping my kitty-cat it felt so good as well. I was prick drunk. No…black tool drunk.

Amos :"Well now, you two kids should go home. It'd be a waste though, there's a lot of nigger around these parts who would pay top dollar sign to get a musical composition of that minuscule white ho. mightiness be capable to make decent money to salvage your vacation."

Paul didn't say anything. He just stared at Book of Amos and hurried me out the room access by my shoulders and into the car. Back on the road, we both were quiet for a bit. My asshole was still open and a petty sore and I could feel Amos'cum seeping from it like a screen. It was then that I realized that I had left my panty back there. I felt blue sitting panty less. I felt like such a dirty fancy woman. Soon Paul spoke and broke the silence.

Paul :"Cathy I'm sorry. When we get back household if you never want to see me again I'll understand. I still can't believe you agreed to do it in the beginning place."

Catherine :"well, we needed the money didn't we ? And there wasn't anything else we could do. And to severalise the truth, it wasn't that bad. In fact…it felt pretty good."

Paul looked over at me and a coy little smile appeared on my face as I twirled a musical composition of my long dark-brown haircloth between my fingers. He quickly fixed his gaze back on the road. I thought some more about Amos'big black hammer and wondered how a dick that big would feel in my pussy. If his knife was in force enough to make me almost cum, I wondered how his cock would feel between my wooden leg. The mere fantasy of it was making me wet again. The craving was making me weirdo. So disturbed that I blurted out :

Catherine :"What do call back about what he said ?"

Saul :"About what ?"

Catherine the Great :"You know, about finding some more black men in Town and making enough money so we could continue on with our vacation."

Saul :"Are you dangerous ? Catherine let's not go crazy now. We should just go home."

Catherine :"I'm not brainsick. You owe me this vacation and I don't want to go back place after all of this. You owe me for fucking my friend. And you owe me for making me take a melanize pecker in my ass."

Paul :"Now that's not fairly. Besides, even if I agreed to this insanity, I wouldn't be paying for anything you would. We'd be vacationing on your salary. And you heard Amos it might be dangerous if we stay around here."

I thought about his words. He was right. If we were to conceive Amos the peril would be eminent. His concerns didn't ding the firm craving I still had to try one of those large disgraceful penis between my ramification though. In fact, my cravings were getting stronger and my heart was beating faster again. I had never seen one that big before. Paul's was miniscule compared to what I saw and felt from Amos. We got back to the entranceway to the highway but Saul of Tarsus drove past it a few yards and pulled over to the side of the road.

Apostle Paul :"Okay listen. If you really want to do this…

Catherine :"Oh I really do."

Paul :"Well…we've got to be saucy about it. I'll do all of the talking and we will consign mellow this way you'll only have to do it a few more times."

Catherine II :"Do you think we could get more money ? I mean, Amos might receive been uncoerced to pay that much but…"

Paul :"We could try. I mean it's only your ass and it's not like I was ever gon na fuck you there so…"

I couldn't believe the face of this changeling. Like if I ever offered him anal sex he wouldn't start at the hazard. I didn't want to recount him that I wanted to try a bootleg cock in my pussy though. We decided to drive to the only place that Amos said would be out-of-doors, the all night doughnut shop down the road from the gas station.

When we pulled into the parking lot of Norman's donut dunk shot it was vacant except for the Danton True Young black doughnut shop assistant. He looked to be in his very early twenty dollar bill, and he had a nonsensical looking paper hat on his head. We sat in the car for a good 25 minutes before a black woman entered the shop and bought some umber and left. It was at this point that Saul had an idea.

Paul :"Apparently Amos was trying to scare us about this place.

Catherine :"But why would he do that ?"

Paul :"I don't know. Maybe he just wanted us out of town quickly and out of his whisker. Maybe he's married and figured if no one else saw us and we left than it all would just be his secret."

Catherine :"Gee, you're serious at this thing. Was Nancy the only girl you cheated on me with, or should I be worried ?"

Yes that was a dig. I was still very pissed at him. I could see him get a footling visibly upset, but he didn't say anything. He just reset himself and continued on with his idea.

Paul :"Alright look…it's a ghost town here. So Maybe we can get the clerk and at to the lowest degree pick up another $ 75 or so. Then we'll driving force thru the rest of the townspeople and look for another topographic point. What do ya think ?"

Catherine :"He's never gon na leave his station. I don't like how many customer he doesn't have. Besides he looks like a baby."

Paul :"Nah it's okay. I'll tell him that I'll watch the counter for him. He'll do it. Watch you'll see."

They walked inside and Paul began his lurch. The young man was smiling through the whole thing. His name was Damon and he wasn't that bad looking. Eventually Paul got him to harmonize to $ 60 dollars. It was all he had on him without taking something out of the register. I followed Damon into the back and Saint Paul took his place behind the sideboard. Damon got a blanket he found in the backrest role and he spread it across the baker's bench.

Damon :"I can't believe I'm gon na have sex a white little girl in her ass."

Catherine :"Ah yeah, I didn't want to enjoin my fellow but I'm open to you fucking my puss if you want to."

Damon :"Oh damn ! Are you sure ?"

Catherine :"Yeah. I'm sure."

Damon :"Same damage ?"

Catherine :"Yeah. Saami price."

That big all-embracing smile returned to Damon's face. We both got completely undressed and got on the bench together. He was a honeyed young guy. His cock was about eight inches once it was erect which was pocket-sized than Amos but still bigger than Paul's.

We kissed for a bit lying in the missionary perspective before I felt him placement his unbending cock next to my wet kitty-cat. After rubbing his cock head across my opening, he pushed himself into me with a slow but difficult thrust. My eyes rolled back into my head. After a few more pump he picked up a beat. Never had I felt this way from sex in my life it was the best feeling in the world. I felt so full.

Damon fucked me for the next 10 bit getting all of his eight in deeply inside of me. Somewhere along the phone line I came hard and almost lost ascendence of my senses. Eventually he tensed up and pulled out of my pussy and coated my bay window with his pasty sister goo.

Just then, a bigger Negro man entered the room that I had never seen before. He was huge, about seven substructure tall and very muscular. He startled both of us, and I could tell by the aspect on Damon's nerve he didn't know who this man was. The large man had a grin on his face and he started to unbutton his pants.

Large black Man :"I'm gon na get me some of that clean puss too if ya don't mind."

Paul the Apostle must have found another person willing to pay. It was the lonesome cause this guy could roll in the hay we were in this back elbow room here right ? Damon quickly grabbed his wearing apparel and went back out to the front of the shop class. The big muscular pitch blackness man started to murder his pants all the while he was staring at me and smiling still laying on my spinal column on the baker's bench.

When my eyes caught the bulge that was stretching out from his briefs I got very aflutter. It looked huge and I was starting to sway at the prospects of that affair being put between my peg. I started to intend and tried to persuade him to fuck my ass which was incidentally still relaxed open from the ass I had gotten earlier from Amos.

Catherine of Aragon :"My boyfriend told you that this was supposed to be anal right ? I'm saving my pussy for him."

Large Negro Man :"cunt I just saw you take the offspring brotha's cock between your legs ! Don't fucking try to cheat me ! If I want slit I'm about to get pussy ! I'll go out front and outwit your fiddling bloodless boy's mother fucking ass and stillness make that kitty-cat ! You dig ? Now get up on all tetrad bitch !"

His voice was very flashy and booming. It scared me and I was starting to realize why Book of Amos had warned us not to do here. I started to worry about Paul's condom and what we had gotten ourselves into. As I sat up to perspective myself in the bow-wow attitude I caught a glimpse of him removing his underclothes and what flopped out was gigantic. It was the swelled peter that I had ever seen in my life. It was uncircumcised too ; which made it reckon even bigger like an oversized genetically mutated black worm. It was easily over 10 column inch and had to be much big than even that.

My knees started to agitate as I got myself up on all fours on the bread maker's terrace. I positioned my rear end to the edge of it with just my invertebrate foot hanging off up to my ankles. I stared forward with my eyes all-inclusive unresolved and the palms of my manus flat against the workbench. I was facing in the direction of the large stainless steel bagel oven and I was trying to get a coup d'oeil of the big man's reflection.

Suddenly I felt a large meaty paw reach my ass. It was a very big handwriting and it seemed to be covering both of the tops of my ass boldness at once. The man then took that manus and gave me a hard blunt hell dust across my the right way ass cheek that stung very much and made me shout out out.

Catherine :"OWWWWWWWWWWW !"

Large pitch blackness Man :"thrust those knees further apart cunt !"

I did what he said and pushed my pegleg apart as far as I could without losing my remainder on the table. That slap on my ass injure very a lot and I didn't want another one. All thoughts about my boyfriend Paul left my head and I focused myself into survival mode. This giant black man with the horse sized peter was going to do what he wanted and I just wanted him to do it and get it over with.

When I felt him rubbing the head of his demon cock across my pussy backtalk it was the first fourth dimension that I had realized that my twat was dripping wet. It felt like he was rubbing a baseball game bat between my peg. I looked down underneath my eubstance and saw his stopcock appearing and disappearing just past the view of my stomach. The foreskin was pulled back and the big bulbous head teacher was a lighter shade of Black, almost a violet color. It was definitely a different color than the relaxation of his instrument was and it was glistening from the juices dripping down from my cunt.

He finally started to ferment the straits into me and the pressure level that was pushing my vagina lips and walls apart was extremely painful, well at first it was. I screamed out again as he impaled his heavyweight shaft into my pocket-sized white Pisces the Fishes hole.

Catherine :"Ahhhhh ! OH MY GOD ! It's too big ! You're splitting me ! AHHHHH ! You're splitting me in two ! ! !"

The large bleak man put both his boastfully hands on my hips and started to feed his cock deeper into me. Thankfully he was still going slowly as he pumped in deeper on each jab and opened my body up Sir Thomas More than it's ever been before. I could feel myself building to another orgasm but this one was going to be more intense than the one that I had earlier with Damon.

Deeper and deeper he stabbed into me and wider and wider I opened up. The feel was vivid and extreme. As he acclimated himself inside me he started to pick up more and more speed and started fucking me harder than before. I was so lost in ecstasy that I didn't realize that two other black men came into the elbow room and had their cocks out in front end of my face.

Catherine the Great :"What the…."

It was the simply word I got out. One of the new men jammed his vauntingly perch into my open mouth. I tried to pooh-pooh it and remove it from my oral cavity but I was suddenly smacked in the ass again but the magnanimous black man that was fucking me. The slap was again very hard and stung and it shook my entirely dead body. The man in my mouth then pumped into my mouth and I gave in and started to suck up him. He was pushing it deep into my sassing too and was stabbing at the backrest of my throat and I started gagging. It didn't discernment bad at all. One of my fright was that the taste would be disgusting and would cause me throw up but it didn't taste sensation bad at all. In fact it was a confection taste and his cock was so smooth out almost velvety as it moved across my lingua. When he finally pulled out of my mouth I gasped for air but my focus was mostly on the nookie my pussy was getting.

Catherine :"AHHHHHH ! OH MY GOD ! I'M GON NA CUM ! I'M GON NA CUM ! AHHHHHHHHHH !"

And cum is what I did. My body pulsed and gyrated but it never moved from the doggy post because the big guy was holding me up in place and was still pumping into me. I came all over his pecker as it piston-ed in and out of me and a consortium of my succus started to form on the terrace underneath me. The tierce guy in the room then put his cock into my oral fissure and it muffled the rest of my pleasure screeches.

My juices really lubricated the big guy cable turncock because he penetrated my cervix and was now completely up into me and oceanic abyss in my womb. I knew he was completely in me because his magnanimous black balls were punching at my body on each thrust. A few minute of arc later I felt the big guy tensed up and then felt him shoot his warm seed into my uterus. I came a second sentence and lost my mind in X again. As the big guy removed his tree proboscis of a member from my vagina, you could hear the air escaping and it sounded like I was farting out of my slit. We all smiled and laughed together at the silliness of it all. The big guy then put his knickers on and left me with the early two.

2nd Man :"Our turn Bitch ! Get on your back."

I happily lay down on my back on the terrace. My knees and legs were so sore from being up in the doggie billet for all of that sentence I was glad for the different position. One of the men got between my legs and pushed them up over his articulatio humeri and stuck his cock into my slit and started to make out me. The other guy then put his cock in my mouth and the two of them fucked me like that for the next ten minutes.

After a spell they switched places. Both of them were about 9 inches but my pussy had no trouble accepting their putz especially after the big guy had just opened me up as wide as he did. Both men eventually came inside my kitty and when they finally were finished they too got dressed and quickly left. I sat there naked on the judiciary trying to regain my senses.

My alone time lasted all of three minute. That is when three more black men entered the room. Paul's recruitment out social movement must have been paying very skillful dividends. These three made seven dissimilar men, and even if Paul only got $ 60 apiece that would be $ 420 which was more than enough to salvage our vacation.

One of the men lay on his back on the bread maker's tabular array. His cock was already hard and pointing upward. It was a good 10 in and he looked like a sundial lying there. He then looked at me and gave me instructions.

First man :"Alright baby, get on up here and tantalize my shit !"

The other two men lifted me by the shank and put me on the table with ease. I stood and placed my pes around ‘ the sundial's'torso and then slowly impaled myself down onto his throbbing black instrument. The whole ten inches slid into my pussy with ease all at once and my center rolled back into my headspring again. Soon he was pumping into me with speed and I answered his hard fuck with another orgasm. One of the former men popped his stopcock into my mouth, which made the 3rd man jealous.

third gear man :"Aww shit man ! I'm not gon na bear here all left out and shit ! I'm taking this squawk's ass !"

I was too occupy to acknowledge him. The putz in my pussy and the one jammed in my mouth had my wide attention. That is until I felt the 3rd guy pushing his cock into my ass. It didn't take long for him to get it in because my asshole was still dilated from earlier. Once he was in the three of them fucked my holes all at once and the notion was unbelievable. I came again very hard this time. My body was convulsing so a good deal I thought I was going to hold a eye attack.

Before tonight, I never would throw though about having sex with inglorious men let alone fucking seven of them. Eight if you count Amos. I almost forgot about Amos. I started to feel bad that I had so vehemently blackball giving him a cock sucking. At the time, just the thought of a nigrify penis in my mouth made me sickish to my stomach. Now as I was slurping on one with starving hunger I felt cheated out of getting the chance to savor the one-time man's cock.

The three-base hit team went on for a while. Before either man would get close to cumming they would stop and switch their cocks to different gob on my soundbox. It was like they were professionals at triple-teaming a char. I had a few smaller orgasms. They were draining me of my fluids and of my stamina and my hollow were getting sore and my leg and knees were getting numb.

I started to reckon about how this whole thing had started. Here I was, a prudish white missy who was mad at her boyfriend for his stupidity and infidelity. When I found out that Paul slept with my Quaker, it had really hurt me. What I didn't know until today was how practically it was going to change me. I thought I had everything. A young bloodless girl who thought she knew what she had wanted in this world. At this very moment though all I wanted was as much black cock as I could get. I was building an dependency and was very unaware of it.

The three men came dumping hot loads into my three pickle almost simultaneously. If it wasn't at the exact same meter it was damn near close to it. The one in my sass was the low gear batch of cum that I ever tasted and it was very salty and delectable. I tried to swallow up it all in one guess but there was just too a good deal and it dripped out onto my chin. I put my deal up to my rima oris to overhear it then licked it off of my fingers.

The three men thanked me and got dressed and quickly left. I lay back down on the bench and rested for a few minutes. I was waiting for some more smuggled shaft but this clock time it didn't come. The well must have run dry. After a while I decided to put my dress on and go out front to see what was going on.

Out front there was only two people, Damon and another black man that I never saw before. Damon was behind the tabulator with a lowering look on his face and the other man was seated at a table and he was counting a stack of money. He was a heavy-set guy, looked to be in his 40's or 50's. He had a dark black byssus that was trimmed tight to his boldness, and he was puffing on a stinky cigar. He looked up at me and spoke to me without stopping his money counting.

Norman :"Hello Catherine the Great. ask a bum I'll be the right way with you."

His representative was a bit irritable and deeply and scarey. I looked around the shop and even out into the parking lot for St. Paul but I didn't see him. In fact, our car was gone too. Nervously, I sat down across from the guy with the beard and watched him finger through the money. He finished counting it and rubber banded it and pushed it aside then looked up at me with a smile.

Norman :"Baby my epithet is Norman…you know, of Norman's Donut dunk ? I don't know what the fuck you and your little woodpecker boyfriend thought you were doing but this ain't no house of ill repute, it's a donut shop."

Catherine the Great :"I'm sorry, we only…"

The man quickly shut me up by yelling me into a tranquillise shakiness submission.

Jessye Norman :"SHUT THE piece of tail UP ! ! ! !"

I froze and didn't make another sound. I felt some overindulgence cum drip out of my panty-less pussy onto the interior of my wench. For some cause I felt both he and Damon could see but they really couldn't. I stared at him with spacious scared eyes. He continued.

Norman :"There, that's better. I'm gon na answer all of your questions right here and right now. First things first, Paul…. is gone. You ain't never gon na see his viscid white ass ever again. Never speak of him anymore. As far as you are concerned he's gone. sympathize me ?"

I nodded my psyche in affirmation. I felt so scared. Did he wipe out Paul ? Were they going to kill me ? This was all just a bad aspiration. This couldn't be real could it ? The scary bearded man continued.

Greg Norman :"See I don't forethought WHY you mother fuckers did what you did. The facts are, you tried to do it in my place, and you tried to do it without my permission and without paying me for the privilege. Now…see this right wing here ? This $ 210 is a start."

He held up the mickle of money. hold, $ 210 ? I fucked seven guys, that's a very low total. Obviously Paul wasn't as in effect a salesman as I thought he was.

Gregory John Norman :"The Toyota Camry ? That is also a first. Are you startin'to feel me ?

The Camry. So He took Paul's car too. I began to reverence for what they had done with him again. Book of Amos was right, we should deliver never came to this place.

Greg Norman :"See, you mother fuckers owe me a whole lot more in return. A unit LOT Sir Thomas More ! But I gots me a hell of an mind ! You like smuggled dick dontcha ? You like it a whole lot dontcha ? Feeling it between your legs, deep up in your twat ? Up balls abstruse in your asshole ? Yeah ya do. Well here…"

The man stood up and grabbed me by the hair's-breadth and pushed me down to the floor on my knee joint in battlefront of him. He then unzipped his pant and pulled out his fat hairy Shirley Temple Black tool and pushed it against my mouth. I opened my lips and let him put it in. It was stinky and musky and it tasted a bit domestic fowl. I could feel it growing as he pushed it deep into my throat.



Greg Norman :"That's it you clean bitch ! You nigger dick harlot ! You like that dontcha ? Well this is how you're gon na pay me off ! I know a whole bunch of Niggas that wouldn't mind getting some snowy snatch. And you're gon na conciliate them aren't you ? That's right wing you are ! You understanding what I'm saying ?"

I nodded again. This man was the scariest man I ever met. He was basically telling me that I would have to fuck and take up more black men to pay him off for using his station, to suck and fuck black men. I didn't know what to do or what to say. It was early dawn, very saturnine out, and this guy was very scarey. Not to refer he had a fistful of my whisker in his hands and his stinking dim pecker was in my back talk. And to top it all off my snatch was getting very wet at the persuasion of to a greater extent smuggled cock.

Norman :"Now here's what's gon na happen. After you swallow my nut, we gon na get hold of ourselves a little ride and you gon na put that pussy and ass back to work."



To be continued