When I was jr. back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a primary attraction on the stages of the nine in this field. One of the very few lily-white miss who would dance where mostly black women would shake their tits. I made my bones though. Made them by sucking and fucking destiny and lots of expectant inkiness bones, before, after, and sometimes even during my shows. I even belong to the Queen of Spades social club, with the shameful spade tattoo with the Q in the middle of it and everything on my left ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my heyday I was a sylphlike 113 lbs. ) milky white tegument and long black hair down my backrest that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this plaza like a whiten goose plumage in a agglomerate of black ostrich plumage. My pinhead are sizeable, not too big but not even close to humble, and the rest of my figure has gotten nice 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 commons street walker. I don't even own a duad of pants or any brassiere or panties at all and haven't for geezerhood. life story has to the highest degree definitely been interesting. A life that has been dedicated to black men and lots of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my life though. Like most middle-class white girls growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the focused steering and desire to be educated and well religious. My god-fearing parents were rigid, at to the lowest degree they really thought they were. They sent me to parochial school which included Sun and of course every summer there were Good Book inner circle. organized religion never was my cup of tea but I went through it all for my parent's rice beer, kept up the whole façade.

I was far from the puritan that they always thought that I was though. I had fellow as early as football team years old, and would filch around with them every chance I got. I lost my virginity in 8th class when I was fourteen and my boyfriend at the sentence Tommy and I fucked almost every other day for a good six months. My parents never knew They always thought that I was pure, a virgin. If either of them was still living today and had ever witnessed the woman that I grew to get though, it would have destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the first few years of it all after I left home plate for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in early 1982, I was smart adequate to insure myself a nice fiddling college eruditeness at a honored but less known Christian schoolhouse. The solitary affair was it was located way down in Georgia. It took a lot of convincing but I finally got my parents to give me their permission to leave behind my hometown of Adams, Wisconsin.

At the prison term, I thought I really had achieved something, not knowing that Brewton Charles Christopher Parker College was giving out scholarships like candy then because of an unusual membership parkway. It didn't matter either way because I only lasted eight months as a Brewton Parker Baron. I had with other things on my head. Here is how it all began.

It was September 1982 ; a nerveless autumn day and the tip briskly blew the falling leaves across the sidewalk and into the grass and also out to the street. I clicked my tiresome calamitous pumps against the paving material as I was walking home base from my work as a cashier. This picky day I was especially well-chosen because in less than a week's time I would finally be starting my first gear twelvemonth of college.

I had only been living in setting Vernon, Georgia for about three workweek, and it took all the money that I had left in my rescue account to get myself down here but I did it. I didn't qualify for a residence hall room at the college, so I got myself a nice slight flat and a swanky petty cashier's job at dollar full general to pay for the rent. Not too shabby for an self-employed person midwestern 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 opine about. On this especial day I was wearing a Edward D. White and black skirt and sweater set with solid Edward Douglas White Jr. leotards and the aforesaid Negro ticker. I was carrying a sociology text book that I just bought and was reading it during my lunch gap that day.

acquiring acclimated to the domain proved to be an everyday learning experience. The way that I was walking home each day from work was now blocked by construction. So, I had to happen a unlike way menage. 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 large un-mowed theater of operations that had a set of railroad runway on the other side of it. The street was virtually vacant, and evenfall was quick approaching.

All alone in an unsung Ithiel Town I started to get a little bit concerned about being out past wickedness. I saw a side street up ahead which would take me over the tracks and onto another primary drag. Or so I thought. I decided to take that and get to the other side of meat. There seemed to be Sir Thomas 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 construction, just the tracks on one side and woods on the other. Maybe if I walked a little faster I could get through it all.

It was starting to get a little chilly so I pulled my sweater a little more closed as I walked on. Up ahead I noticed a twinkle that looked like a flame burn 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 thugs ’. It didn't take long for them to point out me either and one of them smiled and started to walk out towards me on the road.

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

I tried to dismiss him. I continued to walk and sustain a all-encompassing distance trying to get around him. The man got cheeseparing to me and now was standing about XX ft in battlefront of me on the road causing me to end 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 life would have gone down a different path. Or maybe they would suffer chased me, I mean how was I to lie with what was going to happen here.

years later in hindsight I dispute the opinion that anything different from what was about to happen was never going to. I'm a firm believer in destiny and I believe that BBC was going to be a big part of me sooner or later. That big bright smile on his font made him see kind of cute. Very magniloquent, very fit, and his bleak hide was a nice mocha coloring material, not too get down not too moody. He looked like he was waiting for an answer 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 blackened men now were in the street too standing beside the other man. The three of them looked to be in their later twenties or at to the lowest degree in their thirties. All three were easily over six feet tall and a good deal taller than my tiny 5'6"frame.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Red :"I don't bonk how, just telling you that you is…. Fuck this son of a bitch I'm common cold ! You whoreson wan na stand out here flapping with this little ashen cunt go right ahead !"

I stood there surprised by Red's blunt linguistic communication as he stormed back towards the firing followed by Andrew. Lucas was still smiling and decided to proffer me some comfort.

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

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

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

Claude E. Shannon :"okeh, maybe for a small bit. It IS a chilly night. My name is Shannon by the way."

Lucas :"What a pretty name. My name is George 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 ?"

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

I followed Lucas to the flak 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 arm and parting and other kindling from the surrounding Natalie Wood. From this vantagepoint the road that I just left was barely visible which made me retrieve 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 drawing card but that wasn't the display case as I soon found out. He was the sweet of the three of them though and that smile was infectious.

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

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

George Lucas :"Well like Red here said, you're discharge across town from your apartment. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? Shit, nobody 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 unloosen. You'd have to make it worth our while."

Claude E. Shannon :"wellspring, I'm currently kind of strapped for money. I still haven't experience my first paycheck 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 lots are we talking about anyways ?"

The totally fourth dimension I was talking to Lucas, I could sense the early two men staring at me from behind. The annulus I was wearing ended just above the knees, and underneath the Andrew Dickson White button up sweater I was only wearing a dim lacey bra and I'm sure that in the spotlight of the fervency my breasts, which are hefty C's, were beginning to reveal my voiceless nipples through the closely fabric of my sweater. I tried to cut across them with my shut down weapon system to no avail.

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

Red :"Yeah, if we had a place you think we'd be out here in the motherfucking Ellen Price Wood standing around a fervour ?"

Saint Andrew :"Ohhh shit."

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

Lucas put his hand on my shoulder joint which made me reckon 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 chick being raised from the back which made me turn quickly and advertise it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his face. I scolded him with ira which did nothing to change that ugly scary scowl and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

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

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

I was shocked. How did this whole thing deviate into such a dotty proffer ? Never in my wildest mental imagery was I expecting either of these men to let out something so lewd. I suppose I was being a bit naïve, I mean they weren't civilized people. At least to the point that I was accustomed to. Still though, as upturned as I was, a little bit of electric excitement was flowing through my body. It scared me and turned me on both at the same time.

It wasn't that I was antipathetic to black 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 flying and all I could think about was that I should probably quickly get out of there before this whole matter got worse. I continued yelling at Red.

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

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

Shannon :"roll in the hay you ! inkiness SOB !"

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

Red :"That right ! piece of tail me is what you'll have to do !"

Claude Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to power walking back up to the route in ira to exit these black fuzz. It was now darker out and the street twinkle were coming on but they were few and very far between on that fussy desolate road. This was the nation after all, and the whole slope of the road, the railroad rail position was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the subject area. Up the road either way was even darker.

Then something that I didn't count on happened as I stood there deciding which way to go. I heard a weird animal phone coming from the woods. It was scary sounding, like a savage 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 lightlessness men and their fire quickly became my only pick. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could feel the dark getting older and my options of getting family in one spell, at least to my panicky intellection, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my ira and I started to verbalise myself into the matters at hand. ‘ Who cares if they are rude ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get affectionate, 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 sentiment of taking their melanize shaft between my legs made my pussy start to involuntarily drool into my panties.

I then, with no verifiable or believable data, suddenly felt convert that maybe I could get off easy if I just offered to give them all blowjobs. I've given heap of blowjobs before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a dark dick before but it was all just tegument. I mean, we're all humans. Little did I know what I was talking myself into.

Determined, I turned around and walked back towards the disastrous men and their glaring fervor. I had gotten a good eighty to a one hundred yards away in my tempestuous 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.

Saint Andrew :"Oh…you comin'back now ?"

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

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

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

Red :"This should be secure. 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 serve me get home then I'll…I'll blow…you."

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

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

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

Red :"Listen girl, none of us hafta frost. All our fucking dicks are cold-blooded 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 school principal, but it was too moth-eaten for well-defined and rational thought. I decided to go into my blow job gross sales pitch again and added something to it.



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

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

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

Red :"Inflation squawk ! My time is deserving money !"

The other two stayed hush during this whole exchange. They were comfortably content in letting Red do all of this main road robbery of a talks. I felt intimidated by him. I tried again to change things into my favor and maybe get some more ascendence of the unharmed situation but it again did not work.

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

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

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

Red :"Bitch ain't nobody comin'‘ round here at this sentence of night ! Now, I'm getting a small upset ! The more you stall the Sir Thomas More I'm gon na jack up my prices. Or you can just get the fuck out of here ! Right now ! So, what's it gon na be ?"”

My toes were starting to get frigidness as I rubbed my bridge player together trying to get my fingers warm. Blow line for 30 hour near the fire or I'd have to give up my pussy if I wanted to get home. And if I didn't make my conclusion soon who knows what this guy would ask for next. 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.

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

There wasn't an answer to that request which made me a bit flighty. As I walked closer to them Lucas found a big discarded firearm of cardboard and put it on the land next to the oil drum. I read his mind and then knelt down on my genu on it with the flame at my dorsum and the three men unzipped in front of me and pulled out their Shirley Temple dick. I never saw a fateful phallus up front and personal before. They were kind of big and a bit smelly as they dangled there together in front of my face.

The sizes of them were all bigger than any phallus that I ever touched or saw. Andrew was the all-encompassing one, about seven inches extensive around and a practiced nine in long. His orchis were taut and eminent. Red's tool was the dark and the hairiest. It was greasy looking and it hung about ten inches in length with a big saggy hairy ball sack. George Lucas was obvious the untested guy there and his cock was the cleanest looking and the thinnest. It was the shortest too about eight and a half inches in length, but still vainglorious than anything I'd ever handled before.

I decided to go all in and I put Andrew in my sass first and could hardly get my mouth around it. He stretched my impudence and pharynx open as he pushed himself deeper into my boldness. With my hands I began to jerk off the former two and I worked my clapper expertly on the underside of Andrew's shaft. I could feel their cocks growing in my mouth and between my fingers as they randomly began taking turns between my sassing and helping hand. My fingers started to warm up and the heating system from the flame behind me was very toasty to say the least. They fucked my mouth for a sound patch before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

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

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

They all backed away from me and allowed me to bear back up. I looked into their eyes for a few bit then I removed my shoes and reached under my bird to attract down my leotards. I pulled them all the way down to my ankle joint then took them completely off. I then pulled my step-in off and put my place back on my invertebrate foot. I could feel the assuredness air quickly drafting up my annulus chilling my ass and legs. The unscathed time, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their pecker waiting patiently.

Shannon :"Is it okay if I leave my bird and perspirer on ?"

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

I smirked at his rudeness and then positioned myself sideways by the ardor and then bent down jutting my ass in the vicinity of Red's crotch. The other two men crowded their dick by my face and I took George Lucas into my mouth again. As I jerked and sucked George Lucas and Andrew I felt Red behind me lifting my skirt up onto my back and then I felt his fingers rubbing my pussy lips and projection in and out of my purulent hole.

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

I felt Red's cock header pushing into me splitting my vulva apart like a baseball bat pushing through an airless birthday balloon. As he pushed slowly in and out each time getting more of his nine inches into me, my pussy began to lubricate him and the initial pain started to sink. I popped my mouth off of St. Andrew's rooster and put my head down near his genu overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

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

Red :"That's it you picayune white whore ! take in it all ! deal all my shit now !"

He grabbed my hips and started to push his hot meat dagger into me deeper, harder, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. St. Andrew suddenly lifted my point up with a handful of my long contraband hair in his fist and jammed his prick back into my rima oris. I was now being fucked at both ends. Each sentence Red plowed into me my body would jut forward and I'd take St. Andrew deeper into my pharynx which made me gag.

After a bit Red pulled all the way out and they all shifted. I then felt Andrew get into position as Lucas directed my chief to his own cock. Saint Andrew jammed the totally length of his all-encompassing nine incher into me all the way to his ballock which stung like hell.

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

Andrew ignored my call. He kept pounding his broad putz into me stretching my cunt to a wholly former level best. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slacken down all the way up until the bother subsided. His throbbing giant black joystick toyed my cunt so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My slit clenched and unclenched spastically which drove Andrew junky and he couldn't defend 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 George Lucas'turn. George Lucas got his unscathed eight-inches into me with ease while I licked the juice clean from Andrew and Red. Lucas didn't live long. He pulled out and I quickly turned around and he shot his glutinous hot consignment right into my sass. The weighed down salty taste was not what I had expected. It was very tasty to say the least.

They each took another turn fucking my cunt. I came another three times totality and took another two loads deep into my uterus, and swallowed another salty sack. It was a good two hr of fucking from starting signal to land up. A lot better than I expected it was going to be. These three men just opened up a Pandora's box of delight and I was thankful for it.

I slid my step-in back on expertly under my skirt and up around my glower torso. I watched the men putting their giant cocks back into their pants and a sudden feeling of absence came over me. It was like I was missing getting fucked by their cocks already which at that instant was nix but weird to me. long time later, I would sleep with of that feeling very well because it's all a part of what is known as black rooster dependance. 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 minutes before finally Red spoke up.

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

They threw a pail of weewee 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 fear. My creative thinker 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 birth some more Shirley Temple Black dick. We walked for a good three arcminute and then I saw another route through the trees. When we walked through the clearing I started laughing in disbelief.

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

Andrew :"Yeah. We knew."

Claude Shannon :"Son of a bitch !"

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

The next break of the day, 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 epinephrin injection sky high-pitched and my heart started pumping fast. It's a eldritch feeling being super tired and having your line pumping fast both at the same time.

I was only wearing a short t-shirt that ended just after my ass nerve. Had I found my bearings I may have put on my robe or a pair of bloomers, but instead I just groggily stumbled to the door and opened it. Standing before me stood a big muscular shirtless nigrify man that I had never seen before. He looked to be about 30 and a bit tattered wearing only shortcut short circuit and sneakers. I was still trying to wake myself up.

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

Reece :"Yo man the gens 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 whiten bitch who lives here will have a go at it a spade for some money. Said you were looking for some shekels for schooltime and some bastard. Is you that White River bitch ?"

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

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

Reece picked me up and drop me over his berm. He then shut the door and carried my organic structure to my chamber 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 shorts which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. A vauntingly black cock, much larger than the three that had fucked me a few hours before, sprung out in front of him.

Claude Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright gripe listen ; I already put a down payment on that fucking puss, and I'm fixing to be intimate it hard and recollective 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 ready, cause we gon na jazz !"

His shouting shocked me into full consciousness. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my jersey rode up and revealed my nude kitty to the large black man. The bed shook a little and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my legs and placed his large fateful boner by my twat cakehole. The pressure as began pushing the headspring of it into me was painful.

Shannon :"Oh my god ! Please ! It's too big ! Go easy ! Please go well-to-do ! Ohhhhhh !"

It hurt so lots. His cock was easily dozen inches long and about six in wide around. It took a dear ten minutes for him to even form the head word of it wax into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the behemoth of a man poked and prodded his horse prick through my torso with reckless abandon.

With the large mushroom head finally inside, he pushed my peg further up and apart with his big broad articulatio humeri and pumped in and out of my sore wet cunt with exponent. Every three minutes after that he was able to push another inch deeper, and when he pried open my uterine cervix I felt like I was giving nascency 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 only way I can call back to describe it. When I felt his ball sac smacking against my ass I knew that he had all twelve inch in my cunt and I came hard again for a third gear time.

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

Reece stabbed me with his giant black dagger for a while longer in that spatial relation before dead and without warning he pulled it completely out making a orotund audible popping dissonance. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my arms and turned me around on all IV then jammed that huge cock of his back into my spasming and dilated weewee slot.

Another fifteen second of doggy and I heard him roar and I felt the vein in his dark bat contract and convulse then I felt his hot sperm flooding my twat like a flaming 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 piece of tail of my life history !"

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

I turned around to watch this behemoth contraband specimen get dressed and put his elephantine heart weapon away in his trunks. When he was done fertilization, he pulled a ten dollar visor out of his pocket and threw it on my night table. I felt a bit spite even though I felt I should be paying him after the nookie that I just got.

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

Reece :"Baby, that's the Price I was quoted. Fifty bucks. I gave 40 to Red, and he told me to give you the early ten."

Ten dollar bill ? I felt like such a sporting lady. It didn't bother me as much as it should've though. I watched him walk out and then turned my body on my side and fell asleep after I heard my movement door shut. I slept soundly in that office until I was awakened by my ringing doorbell again. I rolled over and looked at my clock and it read 3:57pm. ‘ At least I got some slumber'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the jersey and walked to my look door. When I opened it there was two more inglorious guys with bright smile on their faces.

Shannon :"cum on in guy rope. Meet me in the sleeping room, I've got to pee first."

I flushed my john 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 nominal head of me put his cock easily into my vagina. Then from behind, I felt the other man pushing his peter alongside his buddy's rooster. I've never had two cocks 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 twat with simultaneous steamy dim loads. I came around their shaft 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 card were tossed onto my night stand.

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

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

They both smiled and then left. A few hour later another man peal my Alexander Bell. His name was Eddie. We boned for a good 45 minute of arc before he sprayed his hot load all over my face. When he left I got up and took a quick shower to pick myself up a bit. I then put on a twosome of dark stockings with a garter swath but nothing else. I wrote a bank bill that read : ‘ Come on in, I'm in my bedroom'and then went and taped it to my strawman doorway and left the door unlocked.

Shortly after that another three guy showed up. It went like this everyday and it seemed like it was eternal. I didn't leave my apartment at all the unit for the first time hebdomad of it all missing four years of study. I eventually didn't need the bank clerk's job so I ended up quitting it. Didn't have time to work anyways. The only time it was quiet and I could stay was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every clock time my buzzer would ring there would be one or two black guys out there looking to fuck my pussy.

One time there was even five guys waiting there and that was when I finally had to open up my dickhead for byplay. That session lasted four hour and those five guy fucked all three of my have a go at it muddle triple penetrating my dead body over and over again. noblewoman if you've never been triple teamed by three large grim cocks over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was time for school to begin, I struggled hard to keep up with college life. I tried but I missed a lot of 24-hour interval and failed a few assignments. All I had was Shirley Temple Black putz on my mind. I started dressing more provocatively and the smell I got from the Christian crew 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 house would leave a ten-dollar bill on my night stand. I started to write their names in a notebook computer and in my maiden thirty days I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 pitch-dark dicks in a month's prison term. It doesn't sound like a good deal but in 1981 it was pretty in effect money.

One day shortly after quitting school, my fixture guys that were showing up to fuck me all of a sudden started leaving $ 50 on my nightstand. When I asked the third base guy that day why I was getting more money he said that Red was stabbed in some drug miscommunication and had died two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. before. They still wanted to fuck me and Lucas told them to just give me the full $ 50 from now on. For some ground I didn't smell bad for Red and in prison term was actually glad that he was gone.

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

I didn't period until I moved in with Reece for a spell and he fucked me exclusively but that lasted only four months. He got me pregnant during that time and we decided after a long 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 burst 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 Atlanta, which I did, and I built up a new clientele of Negro prick. I met this early White person miss named Rhonda who loved fucking Joseph Black men too and we moved in and worked together for a farsighted while. Rhonda was a bit chunky but the guys really loved her big ass. It was during this time that I went and got the pouf 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 Lapplander bed by tons of different black guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Daniel Jones, and I fast became a member of the Cheekie fag. Cheekie owned a flight strip club that was frequented by Shirley Temple men and I began stripping every night there. During the day minute, I kept fucking my Negroid ‘ customers'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a fast notoriety as a black cock only whore and my pussy pickle was well sought after.

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

Random blackamoor Guy :"You were one of Cheekie's missy ?"

Shannon :"Sure was."

Random Negro Guy :"Damn ! You must be good !"

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

Sometimes I think about what my liveliness would give birth been like if I had never found the making love I possess for BBC. What if I never left college and got my arcdegree in sociology ? Maybe got a richly paying job and got married to some little dick white sissy. Something William Tell me that my felicity would be non-existent. At least to the stage that it is now.

The End .