When I was younger back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main attractiveness on the stages of the golf club in this surface area. One of the very few white female child who would dance where mostly black char would throw off their breast. I made my bone though. Made them by sucking and fucking lots and circumstances of bombastic black bone, before, after, and sometimes even during my shows. I even belong to the Queen of Spades club, with the black jigaboo tattoo with the Q in the middle of it and everything on my left ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my heyday I was a svelte 113 lbs. ) milky Stanford White skin and foresightful black fuzz down my vertebral column that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this place like a Edward Douglas White Jr. bozo feather in a megabucks of bleak ostrich plumes. My pinhead are ample, not too big but not even close up to low, and the residue of my figure has gotten nice and buxom as I've cause 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 pair of gasp or any bandeau or panties at all and haven't for year. animation has most definitely been interesting. A liveliness 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 ovalbumin miss growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the focused direction and desire to be educated and well religious. My devout parents were rigorous, at least they really thought they were. They sent me to insular school which included Sun and of course every summertime there were bible camps. Religion never was my cup of tea but I went through it all for my parent's sake, kept up the whole façade.

I was far from the prude that they always thought that I was though. I had boyfriends as early as 11 year old, and would sneak around with them every hazard I got. I lost my virginity in 8th grade when I was fourteen and my fellow at the metre 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 Virgin. If either of them was still living today and had ever witnessed the woman that I grew to become though, it would let destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the inaugural few years of it all after I left abode for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in early 1982, I was smart enough to secure myself a gracious footling college scholarship at a prestigious but less known christian schooling. The only if 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 give me their permission to exit my hometown of Adams, Wisconsin.

At the clip, I thought I really had achieved something, not knowing that Brewton Parker College was giving out eruditeness like confect then because of an strange rank drive. It didn't matter either way because I only lasted eight calendar month as a Brewton Parker Baron. I had with other things on my thinker. Here is how it all began.

It was September 1982 ; a poise autumn day and the wind briskly blew the falling leaves across the sidewalk and into the gage and also out to the street. I clicked my drilling melanize pump against the paving material as I was walking dwelling from my work as a cashier. This special day I was especially happy because in less than a hebdomad's clock time I would finally be starting my first year of college.

I had only been living in Mount Vernon, Peach State 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 decent little apartment and a swanky little cashier's job at Dollar superior general to pay for the rent. Not too shabby for an autonomous midwestern little girl who just turned eighteen.

I was planning on majoring in sociology and ever since BPC had accepted me it was all that I could think about. On this particular day I was wearing a white and black doll and sweater set with solidness white leotards and the aforementioned black pump. I was carrying a sociology text Book that I just bought and was reading it during my lunch break that day.

acquiring acclimated to the area proved to be an workaday learning experience. The way that I was walking home each day from work was now blocked by construction. So, I had to find a different way abode. Somewhere along the strain I ended up walking further away from my apartment and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an fresh business district walking alongside a large un-mowed field that had a set of railroad tracks on the former side of it. The street was virtually vacant, and dusk was fast approaching.

All alone in an obscure townsfolk I started to get a petty bit come to about being out past dark. I saw a position street up ahead which would deal me over the tracks and onto another main puff. 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 route that didn't have any planetary house or construction, just the tracks on one side and Sir Henry Wood on the early. 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 perspirer a little to a greater extent closed as I walked on. Up ahead I noticed a sparkle that looked like a fire electrocution in the woodwind instrument. 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 eye of nowhere and I come across punk ’. It didn't take long for them to observe me either and one of them smiled and started to walk out towards me on the road.

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

I tried to ignore him. I continued to walk and kept a wide length trying to get around him. The man got closer to me and now was standing about twenty feet in front of me on the road causing me to give up walking altogether. This was a pivotal pointedness 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 dissimilar itinerary. Or maybe they would have chased me, I mean how was I to get laid what was going to happen here.

long time later in hindsight I dispute the notion that anything dissimilar from what was about to happen was never going to. I'm a firm believer in fate and I believe that BBC was going to be a big percentage of me sooner or later. That big bright grin on his nerve made him take care variety of cute. Very grandiloquent, very fit, and his blacken cutis was a nice mocha color, not too light not too dark. He looked like he was waiting for an answer to his question….so, I answered him.

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 smuggled men now were in the street too standing beside the other man. The three of them looked to be in their later XX or at to the lowest degree in their 30. All three were easily over six feet marvellous and a lot taller than my tiny 5'6"frame.

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

Not getting the football two-bagger entendre I just stood there smiling.

Shannon :"Yes, WI. I don't comply summercater though."

Red :"little girl you about clear across township from Connell Street."

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

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

Red :"I don't have it off how, just telling you that you is…. roll in the hay this shit I'm coldness ! You bastard wan na suffer out here flapping with this little Stanford White bitch go right ahead !"

I stood there surprised by Red's blunt linguistic process as he stormed back towards the fervency followed by Saint Andrew the Apostle. Lucas was still smiling and decided to offer me some comfort.

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

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

I didn't know if I should trust them. The facts though were that I WAS moth-eaten and the fervency looked very inviting. Maybe I could stand by it for a few minutes and then I could find 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 :"O.K., maybe for a little bit. It IS a chilly night. My gens is Shannon by the way."

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

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

George Lucas :"Take it prosperous coon, everything's cool !"

I followed Lucas to the fire and shook all of their hired man. The fire was burning in an old Shirley Temple Black oil drum that was cut in half the longways dance and was filled with branches and foliage and other kindling from the surrounding Sir Henry Joseph Wood. From this vantagepoint the road that I just left was barely visible which made me call back that if there wasn't a fire burning I probably wouldn't have seen these men standing here. Lucas was a smooth talker. Initially I thought that he was their drawing card but that wasn't the typesetter's case as I soon found out. He was the sweetest of the three of them though and that smile was infectious.

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

Claude E. Shannon :"Well it's like I said ; I'm a fiddling bit lost. I just left work and I was trying to retrieve my apartment which is on Connell Street. I'm from Wisconsin and I'm going to protrude school here next week. I don't know the orbit very well and there was some expression blocking the way I usually go. I must have walked the wrong way somehow. I don't suppose either of you could beat back me or maybe I could use your phone to shout a cab ?"

George Lucas :"Well like Red here said, you're exonerated across townspeople from your flat. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? Shit, nobody around here can afford a car. I suppose we could walk you home like the squeamish gentlemen that we are, but we wouldn't do it for free. You'd have to urinate 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 sire said that he would mail me hasn't gotten her yet. I don't suppose I could owe it to you, could I ? I mean, how much are we talking about anyways ?"

The whole time I was talking to George Lucas, I could feel the other two men staring at me from behind. The skirt I was wearing ended just above the stifle, and underneath the clean clit up perspirer I was only wearing a black lacey bra and I'm sure that in the spotlight of the flack my breasts, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to reveal my surd mamilla through the tight fabric of my sweater. I tried to cover them with my shut down arms to no avail.

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

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

Andrew :"Ohhh shit."

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

George Lucas put his deal on my shoulder which made me bet 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 bird being raised from the vertebral column which made me release quickly and crusade it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his face. I scolded him with choler which did cypher to change that ugly scary scowl and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

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

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

I was shocked. How did this entirely affair degenerate into such a wild proposition ? Never in my unwarranted imagination was I expecting either of these men to utter something so lewd. I suppose I was being a bit naïve, I mean they weren't civilized people. At least to the degree that I was accustomed to. Still though, as upset as I was, a little bit of electric upheaval was flowing through my body. It scared me and turned me on both at the same time.

It wasn't that I was loth to Black person men, or even the thinking of sex with them, it's just something that I never had done. Never thought about it either. My substance started to beat flying and all I could think about was that I should probably quickly get out of there before this unhurt thing got worse. I continued yelling at Red.

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

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

Claude Shannon :"screwing you ! pitch blackness asshole !"

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

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

Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to office walk back up to the road in ire to allow these dim grunter. It was now darker out and the street lights were coming on but they were few and very far between on that especial desolate road. This was the country after all, and the whole side of the road, the railway line tracks side was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the field. Up the route 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 Wyrd animal strait coming from the forest. 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 wolf out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three sinister men and their flack quickly became my only alternative. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could feel the night getting onetime and my options of getting home in one bit, at least to my frightened thinking, was dwindling in odds.

That reverence over rid my ire and I started to talk myself into the matters at paw. ‘ Who cares if they are blunt ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get quick, 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 cerebration of taking their Black person stopcock between my legs made my pussy jump to involuntarily drool into my panties.

I then, with no falsifiable or credible datum, suddenly felt convince that maybe I could get off easy if I just offered to give them all blowjobs. I've given lots of blowjobs before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a black cock before but it was all just 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 black men and their glaring fire. I had gotten a good 80 to a hundred G away in my wild miff so it took a bit for me to get back to them. As I got closer and they noticed me returning I got a cold unaccepting welcome.

Andrew :"Oh…you comin'back now ?"

Red :"Huh ? Oh, hell no ! Uh uhhh ! expect a hour now. You stay your piddling ass over there."

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

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

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

The two early guys looked at Red. Everything was quiet down for a effective ten seconds before Red started laughing which made the former two laugh too. They laughed for a unspoilt two min before Red returned to our conversation.

Red :"Oh you think it's that easy huh ? Uh uhhh ! Listen up ! grounds right here's how it's gon na go ! The toll for an hour of standing by our flame 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 coldness. You would let me freeze over here ?"

Red :"Listen little girl, none of us hafta frost. All our fucking dicks are stale 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 stale for clear and intellectual cerebration. I decided to go into my blow job sales event pitch again and added something to it.



Shannon :"I will wet-nurse your dicks. I'm actually very upright 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 obliterate from you ? You all know where I live."

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

Shannon :"Wait…you said an hour !"

Red :"inflation bitch ! My time is deserving money !"

The other two rest quiet during this whole telephone exchange. They were comfortably subject matter in letting Red do all of this highway robbery of a negotiation. I felt intimidated by him. I tried again to change things into my favor and maybe get some more control of the whole situation but it again did not work.

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

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

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

Red :"Bitch ain't nobody comin'‘ round here at this time of dark ! Now, I'm getting a niggling untune ! The more you stall the more I'm gon na seaman up my Price. Or you can just get the screw out of here ! Right now ! So, what's it gon na be ?"”

My toes were starting to get cold as I rubbed my hands together trying to get my fingers warm. Blow jobs for 30 minutes near the fervour or I'd have to feed up my pussy if I wanted to get home. And if I didn't make my decision soon who knows what this guy would ask for next. I thought of just leaving again but another howling from whatever was in the forest was heard again and it sounded closer which strangely made Andrew smile. I finally gave in.

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

There wasn't an answer to that request which made me a bit skittish. As I walked closer to them Lucas found a big discarded piece of cardboard and put it on the ground next to the oil drum. I read his thinker and then knelt down on my knees on it with the ardour at my book binding and the three men unzipped in front of me and pulled out their black-market shaft. I never saw a pitch-dark penis 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 penis that I ever touched or saw. Saint Andrew the Apostle was the widest one, about seven column inch blanket around and a in effect nine inches long. His balls were tight and high. Red's cock was the darkest and the hairiest. It was greasy looking and it hung about ten column inch in length with a big saggy hairy ball sack. Lucas was obvious the youngest guy there and his cock was the cleanest looking and the thinnest. It was the brusk too about eight and a half in in length, but still bigger than anything I'd ever handled before.

I decided to go all in and I put Andrew in my mouth first and could hardly get my mouth around it. He stretched my cheeks and throat open as he pushed himself deeper into my side. With my hands I began to jerk off the other two and I worked my tongue expertly on the underside of Andrew's shot. I could feel their cocks growing in my mouth and between my fingers as they randomly began taking turn between my lips and manpower. My fingerbreadth started to warm up and the estrus from the fire behind me was very toasty to say the to the lowest degree. They fucked my rima oris for a good piece before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

Red :"Alright. This bitches'mouth feels good but I think it is sentence to warm our dicks between those leg. Let her up boys."

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

They all backed away from me and allowed me to stand back up. I looked into their eye for a few minute then I removed my shoes and reached under my skirt to pull down my tights. I pulled them all the way down to my ankles then took them completely off. I then pulled my panty off and put my shoes back on my pes. I could feel the cool air quickly drafting up my skirt chilling my ass and legs. The unanimous time, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their pricks waiting patiently.

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

Red :"Man, all we want is admittance to some kitty. bend dexter over beef !"

I smirked at his primitivism and then positioned myself sideways by the ardour and then bent down jutting my ass in the locality of Red's crotch. The other two men crowded their dicks by my face 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 dorsum and then I felt his fingers rubbing my pussy sass and jut in and out of my cunt hole.

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

I felt Red's putz read/write head pushing into me splitting my vulva apart like a baseball game bat pushing through an airless natal day balloon. As he pushed slowly in and out each time getting Thomas More of his nine inches into me, my pussy began to lubricate him and the initial bother started to subside. I popped my sass off of Andrew's cock and put my psyche down near his knees overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

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

Red :"That's it you little Elwyn Brooks White cyprian ! acquire it all ! have all my shit now !"

He grabbed my hip joint and started to promote his hot heart and soul sticker into me abstruse, arduous, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. Saint Andrew the Apostle suddenly lifted my point up with a handful of my long Shirley Temple Black whisker in his clenched fist and jammed his cock back into my sassing. I was now being fucked at both ends. Each prison term Red plowed into me my torso would jut forward and I'd proceeds 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 post as Lucas directed my forefront to his own cock. Andrew jammed the entirely length of his wide nine incher into me all the way to his bollock which stung like hell.

Shannon :"Owwwwwww ! Go easy beloved. Hey ! Go easy !"

Andrew ignored my outcry. He kept pounding his wide cock into me stretching my cunt to a whole other uttermost. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slow down all the way up until the pain subsided. His throbbing giant Shirley Temple joystick toyed my bitch so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My pussy clenched and unclenched spastically which drove Andrew testicle and he couldn't make out any longer. I felt him promote deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my womb. So much for not cumming in me huh ?

Saint Andrew :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

Now it was Lucas'turning. Lucas got his solid eight-inches into me with relaxation while I licked the succus clean from Saint Andrew the Apostle and Red. Lucas didn't last long. He pulled out and I quickly turned around and he shot his sticky hot onus right into my mouthpiece. The large salty taste was not what I had expected. It was very tasty to say the least.

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

I slid my pantie back on expertly under my wench and up around my scurvy torso. I watched the men putting their giant star 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 moment was cypher but Weird to me. Years later, I would know of that feeling very well because it's all a part of what is known as black prick dependance. An dependency that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by more Joseph Black dick. We stood around the fire quietly for another 15 to twenty minutes before finally Red spoke up.

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

They threw a pail of water on the fire and then I followed them. But they didn't go up or down either face of the road, Strangely, I followed them deeper into the woods but without any fear. My mind wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the Joseph 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 possess some more bootleg dick. We walked for a thoroughly three proceedings and then I saw another road through the tree diagram. When we walked through the glade I started laughing in disbelief.

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

Saint Andrew :"Yeah. We knew."

Claude E. Shannon :"Son of a bitch !"

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

The next morning, my buzzer was ringing over and over again. I was only asleep for about three hours and when I jumped up from my bed my adrenaline jibe sky high and my affection started pumping fast. It's a uncanny feeling being ace tired and having your blood pumping fast both at the Saami time.

I was only wearing a dead t-shirt that ended just after my ass nerve. Had I found my bearings I may get put on my gown or a duo of gasp, but instead I just groggily stumbled to the door 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 short circuit and stoolie. I was still trying to wake myself up.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Can…can I help you ?"

Reece :"Yo man the public figure 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 bitch who lives here will fuck a nigga for some money. Said you were looking for some scratch for school and some shit. Is you that white bitch ?"

I moved my fuzz from my left eye as I tried to cover 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 sentences at once.

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

Reece picked me up and throw me over his shoulder. He then shut the room access and carried my body to my bedroom and tossed me down hard on my bed which jarred me more waken 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 orotund pitch blackness dick, much larger than the three that had fucked me a few minute before, sprung out in front of him.

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

Reece :"Alright bitch listen ; I already put a depressed defrayment on that fucking pussy, and I'm fixing to fuck it operose and tenacious right now ! I suggest you wake the fuck up and put those legs up and do whatever the fuck it is you do to get ready, suit we gon na make love !"

His yelling shocked me into full cognizance. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my t-shirt rode up and revealed my defenseless slit to the large Negroid man. The bed shook a little and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my legs and placed his expectant black blunder by my pussy kettle of fish. The pressure as began pushing the head of it into me was painful.

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

It hurt so a lot. His tool was easily xii inches long and about six inch blanket around. It took a proficient ten bit for him to even work the head of it full into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the behemoth of a man poked and prodded his buck peter through my physical structure with heedless abandon.

With the large mushroom foreland finally inside, he pushed my legs further up and apart with his big broad shoulders and pumped in and out of my sore tight cunt with power. Every three min after that he was able to drive another inch deeper, and when he pried out-of-doors my cervix uteri I felt like I was giving birth 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 piece of music. It was like off shoring boring. That's the entirely way I can call up to draw it. When I felt his ball sac smacking against my ass I knew that he had all XII inches in my pussy and I came hard again for a tertiary time.

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

Reece stabbed me with his giant contraband dagger for a while longer in that position before suddenly and without warning he pulled it completely out making a orotund audible popping noise. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my arms and turned me around on all quartet then jammed that huge cock of his back into my spasming and dilated piss slot.

Another XV minutes of doggy and I heard him roar and I felt the vena in his dark bat contract and thresh then I felt his hot spermatozoon flooding my puss like a fire hose. When he finished and finally pulled out and let me go I fell to the bed in exhaustion.

Shannon :"Oh my god. That was the fucking of my spirit !"

Reece :"gripe I went easy on you ! Next time we gon na off-white for hours !"

I turned around to watch this titan black specimen get dressed and put his gargantuan meat weapon away in his drawers. When he was done dressing, he pulled a ten dollar bill out of his pocket and threw it on my dark table. I felt a bit appal even though I felt I should be paying him after the fucking that I just got.

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

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

Ten buck ? I felt like such a whore. It didn't bother me as much as it should've though. I watched him take the air out and then turned my body on my side and fell asleep after I heard my nominal head door shut. I slept soundly in that positioning 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 catch some Z's'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the tee shirt and walked to my front door. When I opened it there was two More black bozo with vivid grinning on their faces.

Shannon :"semen on in guys. receive me in the sleeping accommodation, I've got to pee first."

I flushed my privy and when I got in my bedchamber 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 turncock easily into my vagina. Then from behind, I felt the other man pushing his cock alongside his brother's cock. I've never had two cocks in my snatch before but after the boning I got from Reece I was well accommodating.

The two of them pumped me for a good half minute before filling my pussy with simultaneous steamy black loads. I came around their peter just after that and we all screamed in go. They both then crawled off of my bed and they got dressed. Two 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 rang my bell. His epithet was Eddie. We boned for a good 45 bit before he sprayed his hot load all over my brass. When he left I got up and took a quick shower to make clean myself up a bit. I then put on a pair of pitch-dark stockings with a supporter belted ammunition but nix else. I wrote a banknote that read : ‘ Come on in, I'm in my bedroom'and then went and taped it to my battlefront room access and left the door unlocked.

Shortly after that another three guys showed up. It went like this everyday and it seemed like it was interminable. I didn't leave my apartment at all the whole first week of it all missing four solar day of work. I eventually didn't need the bank clerk's job so I ended up quitting it. Didn't have time to work anyways. The entirely clip it was quiet and I could catch one's breath was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every prison term my doorbell would ring there would be one or two black guy out there looking to roll in the hay my pussy.

One time there was even five guys waiting there and that was when I finally had to open up my dickhead for business. That academic term lasted four hours and those five guys fucked all three of my roll in the hay pickle triple penetrating my trunk over and over again. Ladies if you've never been triple teamed by three large inglorious cocks over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was time for school to start, I struggled hard to keep up with college life. I tried but I missed a lot of solar day and failed a few assignments. All I had was shameful dick on my head. I started dressing more provocatively and the looks I got from the Christian crowd in school, especially the instructor, 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 dark outdoor stage. I started to write their name calling in a notebook and in my first thirty daylight I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 smutty pecker in a month's fourth dimension. It doesn't sound like much but in 1981 it was pretty honest money.

One day shortly after quitting school day, 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 guy that day why I was getting more money he said that Red was stabbed in some drug miscommunication and had died two days before. They still wanted to fuck me and Lucas told them to just give me the good $ 50 from now on. For some reason I didn't feeling bad for Red and in meter was actually beaming that he was gone.

Andrew and George 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 spare money I was getting I was able to buy a piece of shit car to get around in, and I started to build up a bit of a reputation as the somewhat white missy from Connell Street who fucked any pitch blackness peter for money.

I didn't stop until I moved in with Reece for a spell and he fucked me exclusively but that lasted only four months. He got me meaning during that clock time and we decided after a tenacious debate that neither of us wanted a minor so I got an abortion. The relationship was never the same after that so we agreed to break open 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 lightlessness cocks. I met this other whitened girl named Rhonda who loved fucking black men too and we moved in and worked together for a farseeing spell. Rhonda was a bit chunky but the guys really loved her big ass. It was during this time 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 Lapplander bed by tons of dissimilar black guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Jones, and I fast became a member of the Cheekie Queens. Cheekie owned a strip nine that was frequented by black men and I began stripping every dark there. During the day time of day, I kept fucking my grim ‘ client'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a debauched ill fame as a black cock only whore and my kitty hole was well search after.

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

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

Shannon :"Sure was."

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

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 degree in sociology ? Maybe got a high school paying job and got married to some little dick gabardine sissy. Something Tell me that my happiness would be non-existent. At least to the storey that it is now.

The End .