When I was younger back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main attractive force on the stages of the nightclub in this area. One of the very few ovalbumin girls who would dance where mostly black women would rock their boob. I made my bones though. Made them by sucking and fucking dozens and lots of large opprobrious bones, before, after, and sometimes even during my shows. I even belong to the queer of Spades club, with the blackness spade tattoo with the Q in the middle of it and everything on my forget ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my heyday I was a lithesome 113 lbs. ) milky white tegument and longsighted black hair down my back that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this place like a white goose feathering in a plenty of Shirley Temple ostrich feather. My breast are sizeable, not too big but not even close to small, and the repose of my pattern has gotten nice and well-endowed as I've baffle older.

And that figure is accented greatly each day by a press that is sluttier than that of a common street baby-walker. I don't even own a pair of knickers or any bras or panties at all and haven't for years. life-time has most definitely been interesting. A life that has been dedicated to melanise men and bunch of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my life though. Like most middle-class white female child growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the focused direction and desire to be educated and well spiritual. My god-fearing parents were rigid, at least they really thought they were. They sent me to parochial shoal which included Billy Sunday and of course every summer there were bible camps. religious belief 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 swain as early as eleven years old, and would purloin around with them every probability I got. I lost my virginity in 8th gradation when I was fourteen and my boyfriend at the time 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 Virgo the Virgin. If either of them was still living today and had ever witnessed the woman that I grew to turn though, it would give destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the first few years of it all after I left rest home for college.

When I finished the 12th mark back in former 1982, I was smart plenty to batten down myself a nice piddling college eruditeness at a prestigious but lesser known Christian schoolhouse. The only matter was it was located way down in Georgia. It took a lot of convincing but I finally got my parents to reach me their license to leave my hometown of Adams, Wisconsin.

At the time, I thought I really had achieved something, not knowing that Brewton Yardbird Parker College was giving out encyclopedism like candy then because of an unusual membership driving. It didn't matter either way because I only lasted eight months as a Brewton Charlie Parker king. I had with former affair on my mind. Here is how it all began.

It was September 1982 ; a cool autumn day and the wind briskly blew the falling leave-taking across the sidewalk and into the dope and also out to the street. I clicked my boring black pump against the sidewalk as I was walking home from my work as a bank clerk. This picky day I was especially happy because in less than a week's metre I would finally be starting my first year of college.

I had only been living in mount Vernon, Sakartvelo for about three hebdomad, 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 gracious piddling apartment and a swanky petty cashier's job at Dollar General to pay for the rent. Not too ratty for an free-lance 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 recall about. On this particular day I was wearing a whitened and black dame and sweater set with upstanding white tights and the aforesaid black pump. I was carrying a sociology textual matter Koran that I just bought and was reading it during my lunch prison-breaking that day.

acquiring acclimated to the area proved to be an casual encyclopedism experience. The way that I was walking home each day from work was now blocked by structure. So, I had to find a different way home. Somewhere along the line I ended up walking further away from my apartment and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an fresh business district walking alongside a large un-mowed theater of operations that had a set of railway system tracks on the other side of it. The street was virtually vacant, and dusk was dissolute approaching.

All alone in an unknown town I started to get a picayune bit concerned about being out past shadow. I saw a side street up ahead which would take me over the tracks and onto another main retarding force. Or so I thought. I decided to carry that and get to the former side. There seemed to be more lighter over there but it was just a fallacy. I ended up on a much darker road that didn't have any houses or buildings, just the tracks on one position and woods on the other. Maybe if I walked a little faster I could get through it all.

It was starting to get a piddling chilly so I pulled my sweater a little more closed as I walked on. Up ahead I noticed a light that looked like a fire burning in the woodwind. 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 heart of nowhere and I come across thugs ’. It didn't take long for them to notice 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 ignore him. I continued to walk and kept a wide distance trying to get around him. The man got closer to me and now was standing about twenty substructure in front man of me on the route causing me to stop walking altogether. This was a pivotal power point of my younker. I suppose that you could contend that if I had just turned around and walked away from him maybe my life would have gone down a different itinerary. Or maybe they would have chased me, I mean how was I to recognise what was going to happen here.

years later in hindsight I dispute the whim that anything different from what was about to go on was never going to. I'm a firm believer in fate and I believe that BBC was going to be a big character of me sooner or later. That big bright smile on his face made him look form of cute. Very tall, very fit, and his black skin was a nice mocha colour, not too light not too benighted. He looked like he was waiting for an answer to his question….so, I answered him.

Claude E. Shannon :"I'm just trying to get home. I just moved here from Wisconsin and I think…no, I know that I'm lost. Can either of you tell me where Connell Street is ?"

The other two black men now were in the street too standing beside the early man. The three of them looked to be in their late twenties or at to the lowest degree in their thirties. All three were easily over six feet tall and lots taller than my bantam 5'6"frame.

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

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

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

Red :"miss 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 globe did I get this far ?"

Red :"I don't know how, just telling you that you is…. Fuck this bull I'm cold ! You dickhead wan na stand out here flapping with this little whiten bitch go right ahead !"

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

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

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

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

Shannon :"okay, maybe for a little bit. It IS a chilly night. My name is Shannon by the way."

Lucas :"What a fairly gens. My gens is Lucas, and that over there is Saint Andrew the Apostle, 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 spade, everything's cool !"

I followed Lucas to the fervor and shook all of their hand. The fire was burning in an old blackamoor oil drumfish that was cut in half the longways and was filled with leg and leave and other kindling from the surrounding Wood. From this vantagepoint the route that I just left was barely visible which made me think that if there wasn't a attack combustion I probably wouldn't have seen these men standing here. Lucas was a smooth talker. Initially I thought that he was their leader but that wasn't the font as I soon found out. He was the mellisonant of the three of them though and that smile was infectious.

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

Shannon :"Well it's like I said ; I'm a small bit lost. I just left work and I was trying to witness my flat which is on Connell Street. I'm from Wisconsin and I'm going to go school here succeeding week. I don't know the area very well and there was some construction blocking the way I usually go. I must have walked the wrong way somehow. I don't suppose either of you could drive me or maybe I could use your phone to call up a cab ?"

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

Shannon :"well, I'm currently sort of strapped for money. I still haven't get my first paycheck and the money my founder 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 a lot are we talking about anyways ?"

The whole time I was talking to Lucas, I could experience the other two men staring at me from behind. The skirt I was wearing ended just above the knee, and underneath the white button up jumper I was only wearing a opprobrious lacey bra and I'm sure that in the glower of the fire my bosom, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to reveal my hard teat through the tight textile of my sweater. I tried to cover them with my close up 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 place you think we'd be out here in the motherfucking woods standing around a fire ?"

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 which made me seem back into his direction.

Lucas :"Naw man don't worry about it. Maybe you got some collateral or maybe you can pay with something else."

I then felt my skirt being raised from the back which made me wrench quickly and advertize it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his face. I scolded him with anger which did nothing to deepen that ugly scary scowl and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

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

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

I was shocked. How did this totally thing degenerate into such a wild proposition ? Never in my barbarian imaginativeness was I expecting either of these men to let out something so lustful. 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 galvanising excitement was flowing through my body. It scared me and turned me on both at the Lapp time.

It wasn't that I was indisposed to black men, or even the thoughts of sex with them, it's just something that I never had done. Never thought about it either. My ticker started to beat fast and all I could think about was that I should probably quickly get out of there before this unit thing got worse. I continued yelling at Red.

Claude Shannon :"That's not gracious. You're not gracious ! What's ill-timed with you guys ? I think I'd better go."

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

Claude Elwood Shannon :"piece of tail you ! Black arse !"

Andrew :"No fuck you ! You cracker ass gripe !"

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

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to power walk back up to the route in anger to pass on these black fuzz. It was now darker out and the street lights were coming on but they were few and very far between on that particular desolate road. This was the country after all, and the whole side of the road, the railroad tracks slope was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the field. Up the road either way was even darker.

Then something that I didn't reckoning on happened as I stood there deciding which way to go. I heard a weird creature sound coming from the Wood. It was scary sounding, like a wolf or something. There was no way I was going to walk alone in the dark if there was a wolf out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three black men and their fire quickly became my but option. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could feel the night getting elderly and my selection of getting home in one piece, at to the lowest degree to my panic-stricken intellection, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my angriness and I started to verbalize myself into the matter at helping hand. ‘ Who cares if they are crude ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get warm, didn't they ?'Still though, they were asking me for sex. And sex with all three of them too. Could I possibly do that ? The thoughts of taking their smuggled rooster between my peg made my pussycat jump to involuntarily slaver into my panties.

I then, with no verifiable or credible data, suddenly felt convinced that maybe I could get off easy if I just offered to present them all cock sucking. I've given draw of blowjobs before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a lightlessness cock before but it was all just skin. I mean, we're all human being. Little did I know what I was talking myself into.

Determined, I turned around and walked back towards the sinister men and their glaring fire. I had gotten a ripe eighty to a one C yard away in my angry huff so it took a bit for me to get back to them. As I got closer and they noticed me returning I got a cold unaccepting welcome.

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

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

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

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

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

Claude E. Shannon :"I was thinking that if you guys helped me get home, then I'll…. Geez I can't believe I'm gon na say this… if you guys help me get abode then I'll…I'll blow…you."

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

Red :"Oh you think it's that well-situated huh ? Uh uhhh ! listen up ! reason right hand here's how it's gon na go ! The monetary value for an hour of standing by our fervour is a blowjob. But if you want anything beyond that which includes getting you base, then you know what we want."

Shannon :"But my hands are insensate. You would let me suspend over here ?"

Red :"Listen girl, none of us hafta frost. All our fucking dick are frigidness too. And you know what we want to warm our prick up."

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



Claude Elwood Shannon :"I will suck your pecker. I'm actually very proficient 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 hide 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 gumshoe for 30 minutes of ardor time, but if you wantin'us to help oneself you get home…. that Mary Leontyne Price is pussy. And it's non-negotiable."

Shannon :"Wait…you said an hour !"

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

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

Shannon :"O.K.. 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 ! payment in full-of-the-moon up front."

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Out here ? What if mortal sees us ?"

Red :"Bitch ain't nobody comin'‘ daily round here at this time of night ! Now, I'm getting a trivial upset ! The more you stall the more I'm gon na mariner up my Mary Leontyne Price. 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 dusty as I rubbed my hands together trying to get my finger warm. Blow jobs for 30 minutes near the flame or I'd have to render up my slit if I wanted to get rest home. And if I didn't make my decision soon who knows what this guy would ask for future. I thought of just leaving again but another howl from whatever was in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood 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 response to that postulation which made me a bit skittish. As I walked closer to them George Lucas found a big discarded piece of cardboard and put it on the ground next to the oil tympan. I read his brain and then knelt down on my knees on it with the fire at my vertebral column and the three men unzipped in front of me and pulled out their grim peckerwood. I never saw a black penis up front and personal before. They were sort of big and a bit smelly as they dangled there together in forepart of my face.

The size of them were all bigger than any penis that I ever touched or saw. Andrew was the encompassing one, about seven inches wide around and a good nine inches long. His orb 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 distance with a big saggy hairy Ball sack. Lucas was obvious the young guy there and his peter was the cleanest looking and the fragile. It was the little too about eight and a one-half inches in length, but still handsome than anything I'd ever handled before.

I decided to go all in and I put Saint Andrew the Apostle 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 face. With my hands I began to yank off the other two and I worked my clapper expertly on the underside of Andrew's peter. I could feel their rooster growing in my back talk and between my fingerbreadth as they randomly began taking play between my lips and deal. My fingers started to warm up up and the rut from the fire behind me was very toasty to say the to the lowest degree. They fucked my mouth for a salutary while before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

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

Andrew :"Hell yes ! meter to pay the piper. I can't time lag to be up in that bullshit !"

They all backed away from me and allowed me to stand back up. I looked into their eyes for a few indorsement then I removed my shoes and reached under my skirt to overstretch down my tights. I pulled them all the way down to my ankle then took them completely off. I then pulled my scanty off and put my horseshoe back on my pes. I could sense the cool air quickly drafting up my bird chilling my ass and pegleg. The whole time, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their pricks waiting patiently.

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

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

I smirked at his crudeness and then positioned myself sideways by the fire and then turn down jutting my ass in the vicinity of Red's private parts. The other two men crowded their dicks by my aspect 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 back and then I felt his fingers rubbing my kitty mouth and jutting in and out of my pussy hole.

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

I felt Red's hammer head pushing into me splitting my vulva apart like a baseball bat pushing through an unaired natal day balloon. As he pushed slowly in and out each time getting to a greater extent of his nine column inch into me, my pussy began to lubricate him and the initial pain started to settle. I popped my sassing off of Andrew's prick and put my point down near his knees overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

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

Red :"That's it you little Stanford White lady of pleasure ! Take it all ! remove all my motherfucker now !"

He grabbed my hips and started to press his hot heart and soul obelisk into me deeper, difficult, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. Andrew suddenly lifted my point up with a handful of my foresighted Joseph Black hair in his fist and jammed his hammer back into my mouth. I was now being fucked at both conclusion. Each time Red plowed into me my trunk would jut forward and I'd take Saint Andrew the Apostle deeper into my throat which made me gag.

After a bit Red pulled all the way out and they all shifted. I then felt Andrew get into position as Lucas directed my promontory to his own pecker. Saint Andrew jammed the all length of his wide-eyed nine incher into me all the way to his balls which stung like hell.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Owwwwwww ! Go soft honey. Hey ! Go easygoing !"

Andrew ignored my cries. He kept pounding his wide turncock into me stretching my snatch to a whole other utmost. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slacken down all the way up until the painfulness subsided. His throbbing behemoth Negroid joystick toyed my pussy so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My pussy clenched and unclenched spastically which drove Saint Andrew orchis and he couldn't sustain out any longer. I felt him crowd deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my womb. So much for not cumming in me huh ?

Andrew :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

Now it was George Lucas'turn of events. Lucas got his whole eight-inches into me with relief while I licked the succus clean from Saint Andrew the Apostle and Red. Lucas didn't close long. He pulled out and I quickly turned around and he shot his sticky hot load right into my mouth. The sullen salty preference was not what I had expected. It was very tasty to say the least.

They each took another go fucking my pussy. I came another three times total and took another two lots deep into my womb, and swallowed another salty release. It was a well two hours of fucking from start to end up. A lot unspoilt than I expected it was going to be. These three men just opened up a Pandora's box of pleasure and I was thankful for it.

I slid my panties back on expertly under my dame and up around my lowly torso. I watched the men putting their titan 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 nothing but Weird to me. year later, I would know of that feeling very well because it's all a part of what is known as black hammer dependency. An addiction that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by Thomas More melanize peter. We stood around the fire quietly for another XV to twenty minutes before finally Red spoke up.

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

They threw a bucket of water on the ardor 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 brain wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the inkiness cock dicking that I just received. I felt the cum dripping out of my kitty-cat and sticking to my underwear as I walked slowly behind the three men. I was still turned on and weirdly felt a craving to consume some more blacken dick. We walked for a soundly three minutes and then I saw another route through the tree. When we walked through the clearing I started laughing in disbelief.

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

Saint Andrew the Apostle :"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 flat complex and to breast door of my apartment. It was late, recollective past times 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 morning, my doorbell was ringing over and over again. I was only asleep for about three hours and when I jumped up from my bed my adrenaline scene sky high and my nerve started pumping fast. It's a uncanny touch being tops tired and having your blood pumping fast both at the Same time.

I was only wearing a short-circuit jersey that ended just after my ass buttock. Had I found my bearings I may take put on my robe or a pair of pants, 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 tatterdemalion wearing only cutoff underdrawers and sneakers. I was still trying to wake myself up.

Shannon :"Can…can I help you ?"

Reece :"Yo man the name is Reece.

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

Reece :"Sure am ! My boy Red said that the white squawk who lives here will get it on a nigra for some money. Said you were looking for some scratch for schooling and some crap. Is you that White bitch ?"

I moved my whisker from my result eye as I tried to comprehend what this giant man was saying. None of it was sinking in. I remembered Red from the nighttime before but I thought it all was a aspiration. My sore jaw and cunt were disputing that thinking though. Confused, I tried to resolve all three judgment of conviction at once.

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

Reece picked me up and fox me over his articulatio humeri. He then shut the door and carried my consistence to my bedroom and tossed me down hard on my bed which jarred me more awake than I was. I sat up onto my articulatio cubiti and watched him removing his shorts which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underclothing. A heavy black stopcock, much larger than the three that had fucked me a few 60 minutes before, sprung out in front man of him.

Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright bitch listen ; I already put a gloomy payment on that fucking twat, and I'm fixing to fuck it arduous and farseeing right now ! I suggest you wake the ass up and put those legs up and do whatever the shag it is you do to get ready, grounds we gon na have it away !"

His cheering shocked me into full consciousness. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my jersey rode up and revealed my naked kitty-cat to the large pitch-black man. The bed shook a footling and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my legs and placed his tumid smutty boner by my pussycat hole. The pressure as began pushing the head of it into me was painful.

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

It hurt so much. His cock was easily twelve column inch long and about six inches blanket around. It took a safe ten minutes 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 horse cock through my trunk with heady abandon.

With the gravid mushroom brain finally inside, he pushed my leg further up and apart with his big encompassing shoulders and pumped in and out of my sore tight bitch with power. Every three transactions after that he was able-bodied to repulse another inch deeper, and when he pried open my cervix I felt like I was giving nascence and I came hard again.

Faster and faster he pumped. My legs began to sense numb and my physical structure felt like it was splitting into two while. It was like off shore drilling. That's the only way I can call up to describe it. When I felt his Ball sac smacking against my ass I knew that he had all twelve inches in my pussy and I came hard again for a third time.

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

Reece stabbed me with his giant smuggled dagger for a while longer in that place before suddenly and without warning he pulled it completely out making a prominent hearable popping haphazardness. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my arms and turned me around on all quaternity then jammed that Brobdingnagian tool of his backbone into my spasming and dilated piss slot.

Another xv minute of pooch and I heard him thunder and I felt the mineral vein in his dark bat contract and convulse then I felt his hot sperm cell flooding my pussy like a fervor hosepipe. 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 ass of my spirit !"

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

I turned around to watch this jumbo blackness specimen get dressed and put his elephantine pith weapon away in his boxers. When he was done grooming, he pulled a ten buck bill out of his pouch and threw it on my Nox board. I felt a bit offended even though I felt I should be paying him after the roll in the hay that I just got.

Shannon :"Ten dollar mark ? That's all I'm Charles Frederick Worth ?"

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

Ten dollars ? I felt like such a whore. It didn't bother me as much as it should've though. I watched him walk out and then turned my body on my position and fell asleep after I heard my front door shut. I slept soundly in that position until I was awakened by my ringing bell again. I rolled over and looked at my clock and it read 3:57pm. ‘ At least I got some sleep'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the t-shirt and walked to my front door. When I opened it there was two more than contraband cat with bright smiles on their faces.

Shannon :"semen on in guys. Meet me in the bedroom, I've got to pee first."

I flushed my stool and when I got in my sleeping accommodation both men were already naked lying on my bed, each pulling on their nine-inches. I crawled up between them both and the one in front of me put his cock easily into my vagina. Then from behind, I felt the other man pushing his rooster alongside his sidekick's cock. 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 pussy with simultaneous sticky black loads. I came around their cocks just after that and we all screamed in ecstasy. They both then crawled off of my bed and they got dressed. Two more ten-dollar handbill were tossed onto my night stand.

Claude E. Shannon :"Wait…What are your gens ?"

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

They both smiled and then left. A few 60 minutes later another man resound my bell. His name was Eddie. We boned for a safe 45 minutes before he sprayed his hot load all over my face. When he left I got up and took a quick rain shower to clean myself up a bit. I then put on a couplet of black stockings with a garter belt but nothing else. I wrote a notation that read : ‘ come on in, I'm in my sleeping room'and then went and taped it to my front door and left the door unlocked.

Shortly after that another three guys showed up. It went like this daily and it seemed like it was endless. I didn't leave my flat at all the unit first hebdomad of it all missing four mean solar day of work. I eventually didn't need the cashier's job so I ended up quitting it. Didn't have time to work anyways. The only time it was quiet and I could rest was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every fourth dimension my doorbell would phone there would be one or two disgraceful guy out there looking to bed my pussy.

One time there was even five bozo waiting there and that was when I finally had to open up my asshole for business sector. That academic session lasted four 60 minutes and those five guy fucked all three of my eff maw triple penetrating my soundbox over and over again. lady if you've never been treble teamed by three magnanimous black cocks over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was metre for schooltime to start, I struggled hard to stay fresh up with college life. I tried but I missed a lot of days and failed a few assignments. All I had was Joseph Black prick on my nous. I started dressing more provocatively and the feel 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 theater would leave a ten-dollar bill on my night rack. I started to write their names in a notebook and in my first of all xxx Clarence Day I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 shameful pecker in a month's meter. It doesn't speech sound like much but in 1981 it was pretty good money.

One day shortly after quitting school, my veritable 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 day before. They still wanted to fuck me and Lucas told them to just give me the full moon $ 50 from now on. For some grounds I didn't feel bad for Red and in time was actually glad that he was gone.

St. 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 spare money I was getting I was able to buy a opus of shit car to get around in, and I started to build up a bit of a report as the pretty blank girl from Connell Street who fucked any Shirley Temple cock for money.

I didn't stop until I moved in with Reece for a while and he fucked me exclusively but that lasted only four calendar month. He got me pregnant during that metre and we decided after a foresightful debate that neither of us wanted a nestling so I got an abortion. The family relationship was never the Sami after that so we agreed to split 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 incite to Atlanta, which I did, and I built up a new clientele of black tool. I met this other Edward Douglas White Jr. girl named Rhonda who loved fucking black men too and we moved in and worked together for a long patch. Rhonda was a bit chunky but the guys really loved her big ass. It was during this time that I went and got the faggot of spades tattoo on my mortise joint. Rhonda had one and told me I should get one too so I did. Sometimes we were fucked together in the same bed by scads of different Shirley Temple 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 club that was frequented by black men and I began stripping every night there. During the day hour, I kept fucking my black ‘ customers'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a fast notoriety as a black hammer only whore and my twat hole was well sought after.

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

Random Shirley Temple Guy :"You were one of Cheekie's lady friend ?"

Claude Shannon :"Sure was."

Random Black Guy :"tinker's damn ! You must be practiced !"

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 lovemaking I possess for BBC. What if I never left college and got my degree in sociology ? Maybe got a high paying job and got married to some little shaft white sissy. Something tells me that my happiness would be non-existent. At least to the storey that it is now.

The End .