When I was younger back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main drawing card on the stages of the clubs in this sphere. One of the very few white lady friend who would trip the light fantastic where mostly bootleg women would rock their nipple. I made my bones though. Made them by sucking and fucking bunch and lots of large calamitous pearl, before, after, and sometimes even during my shows. I even belong to the fagot of Spades gild, with the black coon tattoo with the Q in the middle of it and everything on my leave behind ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my peak I was a lissome 113 lbs. ) milky clean peel and long black hair down my book binding that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this plaza like a white zany feather in a big bucks of smuggled ostrich plumes. My boobs are healthy, not too big but not even fold to small-scale, and the rest of my frame has gotten courteous and stacked as I've catch older.

And that figure is accented greatly each day by a wardrobe that is sluttier than that of a unwashed street footer. I don't even own a couple of pants or any bra or panties at all and haven't for twelvemonth. Life has most 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 almost middle-class white girls growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the center direction and desire to be educated and well religious. My god-fearing parents were rigorous, at least they really thought they were. They sent me to parochial schooling which included Dominicus and of course every summer there were Good Book cantonment. organized 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 beau as early as eleven years old, and would creep around with them every chance I got. I lost my virginity in 8th grade when I was fourteen and my boyfriend at the meter Tommy and I fucked almost every other day for a good six 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 have destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the initiatory few years of it all after I left home for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in other 1982, I was smart enough to secure myself a nice piffling college eruditeness at a prestigious but lesser known Christian school. The only thing was it was located way down in Georgia. It took a lot of convincing but I finally got my parents to feed me their permission to leave my hometown of Adams, Wisconsin.

At the time, I thought I really had achieved something, not knowing that Brewton Dorothy Rothschild Parker College was giving out scholarships like confect then because of an unusual rank parkway. It didn't matter either way because I only lasted eight months as a Brewton Parker Baron. I had with early affair on my mind. Here is how it all began.

It was Sep 1982 ; a cool autumn day and the jazz briskly blew the falling leaves across the sidewalk and into the grass and also out to the street. I clicked my boring black pumps against the paving as I was walking menage from my work as a cashier. This particular day I was especially well-chosen because in less than a week's time I would finally be starting my firstly class of college.

I had only been living in Mount Vernon, Georgia for about three calendar week, 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 student residence room at the college, so I got myself a dainty piffling flat and a swanky little cashier's job at Dollar general to pay for the rent. Not too ratty for an freelancer midwestern fille 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 skirt and sweater set with solidness white tights and the aforementioned black pump. I was carrying a sociology text book that I just bought and was reading it during my lunch fault that day.

Getting acclimated to the region proved to be an everyday eruditeness 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 home. Somewhere along the line I ended up walking further away from my apartment and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an unused business district walking alongside a declamatory un-mowed field that had a set of railroad line trail on the other position of it. The street was virtually vacant, and evenfall was fast approaching.

All alone in an unknown town I started to get a fiddling bit concerned about being out past shadow. I saw a side of meat street up ahead which would have me over the runway and onto another principal pull. Or so I thought. I decided to convey that and get to the other side. There seemed to be Sir Thomas More twinkle over there but it was just a fallacy. I ended up on a a great deal darker road that didn't have any home 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 little 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 woods. As I got closer to it, I saw that it was indeed a fire and there was three African American language men standing around it. ‘ Just what I need'I thought to myself, ‘ lost and alone in the center of nowhere and I come across goon ’. It didn't take long for them to observe me either and one of them smiled and started to take the air out towards me on the road.

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

I tried to ignore him. I continued to walk and retain 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 stop walking altogether. This was a pivotal stop of my youth. I suppose that you could indicate that if I had just turned around and walked away from him maybe my life would have gone down a unlike way of life. Or maybe they would have chased me, I mean how was I to know what was going to befall here.

eld later in hindsight I dispute the impression that anything different from what was about to pass off was never going to. I'm a business firm believer in fortune and I believe that BBC was going to be a big office of me sooner or later. That big bright smile on his aspect made him look kind of cute. Very marvelous, very fit, and his pitch blackness hide was a nice mocha coffee color, not too light not too coloured. He looked like he was waiting for an answer to his question….so, I answered him.

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

Saint Andrew the Apostle :"Wisconsin River ? They just LOVE ‘ packers'up there. You know, football game ?"

Not getting the football stunt woman entendre I just stood there smiling.

Claude E. Shannon :"Yes, Wisconsin. I don't follow mutation though."

Red :"Girl you about earn across townsfolk from Connell Street."

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

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

Red :"I don't recognize how, just telling you that you is…. shag this damn I'm cold ! You motherfuckers wan na stand out here flapping with this little white squawk go rightfulness ahead !"

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

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

George Lucas :"Naw Red's just a chronic motherfucker. Lookit, it's low temperature 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 figure out a way to help you out."

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

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

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

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

Lucas :"Take it easy nigger, everything's chill !"

I followed Lucas to the fire and shook all of their hands. The blast was burning in an old lightlessness oil drum that was cut in half the longways dance and was filled with offshoot and leave of absence and early kindling from the surrounding woods. From this vantagepoint the road that I just left was barely visible which made me think that if there wasn't a flaming burning I probably wouldn't have seen these men standing here. Lucas was a polish utterer. Initially I thought that he was their loss leader but that wasn't the 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 dark all by yourself ?"

Shannon :"Well it's like I said ; I'm a little bit lost. I just left workplace and I was trying to detect my flat which is on Connell Street. I'm from Badger State and I'm going to start school here side by side hebdomad. 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 beat back me or maybe I could use your sound to anticipate a cab ?"

Lucas :"wellspring like Red here said, you're exonerated across townsfolk from your flat. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? crap, nonentity around here can yield a car. I suppose we could take the air you home like the prissy gentlemen that we are, but we wouldn't do it for free. You'd have to do it worth our while."

Claude E. Shannon :"Well, I'm currently kind of strapped for money. I still haven't pay back my offset paycheck and the money my beginner 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 Lucas, I could experience the other two men staring at me from behind. The skirt I was wearing ended just above the knees, and underneath the white button up sweater I was only wearing a black lacey bra and I'm sure that in the glare of the flaming my breasts, which are tidy C's, were beginning to let on my hard teat through the mean fabric of my perspirer. I tried to get over them with my folded arms to no avail.

Lucas :"See, that would be a problem. We don't have a fixed address at the moment 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 ?"

Andrew :"Ohhh shit."

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

George Lucas put his hand on my shoulder which made me look back into his direction.

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

I then felt my skirt being raised from the dorsum which made me release quickly and push it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his fount. I scolded him with anger which did nothing to change that ugly chilling frown and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

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

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

I was shocked. How did this whole matter deviate into such a risky proposition ? Never in my risky imagination was I expecting either of these men to utter something so salacious. 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 car fervour was flowing through my body. It scared me and turned me on both at the Lapplander time.

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

Claude Shannon :"That's not nice. You're not nice ! What's wrong 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 !"

Shannon :"shtup you ! Black asshole !"

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

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

Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to magnate base on balls back up to the road in ire to leave these black pig bed. 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 completely slope of the road, the railroad trail side 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 sensual strait coming from the Sir Henry Joseph 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 brute out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three black men and their fervency quickly became my lonesome alternative. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could sense the night getting older and my options of getting home in one firearm, at least to my frightened cerebration, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my anger and I started to speak myself into the issue at hand. ‘ Who cares if they are crude ?'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 opinion of taking their black cocks between my wooden leg made my cunt start to involuntarily slaver into my panties.

I then, with no confirmable or credible data, suddenly felt convinced that maybe I could get off light if I just offered to give them all blowjobs. I've given slew of blowjobs before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a black tool before but it was all just skin. I mean, we're all humans. niggling 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 eighty to a hundred M away in my raging 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 moth-eaten unaccepting welcome.

Andrew :"Oh…you comin'back now ?"

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

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

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

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

Claude 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 facilitate me get plate then I'll…I'll blow…you."

The two other Guy looked at Red. Everything was quiet for a trade good ten arcsecond before Red started laughing which made the other two laugh too. They laughed for a good two instant before Red returned to our conversation.

Red :"Oh you think it's that leisurely huh ? Uh uhhh ! listen up ! Cause right hand here's how it's gon na go ! The price for an hour of standing by our fervidness is a blowjob. But if you want anything beyond that which includes getting you home, then you know what we want."

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

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

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



Claude Elwood Shannon :"I will suck your tool. 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 blot out from you ? You all know where I live."

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

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Wait…you said an hour !"

Red :"ostentatiousness beef ! My meter is Worth money !"

The other two stayed tranquil during this solid exchange. They were comfortably content in letting Red do all of this highway looting of a negotiation. I felt intimidated by him. I tried again to transfer things into my party favour and maybe get some more control of the whole situation but it again did not work.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"O.K.. I'll give you what you want, but let's get to my house first. It's too coldness out here."

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

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

Red :"Bitch ain't nobody comin'‘ turn here at this prison term of night ! Now, I'm getting a little discomfit ! The more you stall the More I'm gon na Jack-tar 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 cold as I rubbed my hands together trying to get my finger warm. reverse line of work for 30 minutes near the fire or I'd have to turn over up my pussy if I wanted to get home. And if I didn't make my determination soon who knows what this guy would ask for next. I thought of just leaving again but another howl from whatever was in the woodwind 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 asking which made me a bit spooky. As I walked closer to them George Lucas found a big discarded piece of composition board and put it on the terra firma next to the oil drum. I read his mind and then knelt down on my articulatio genus on it with the fire at my dorsum and the three men unzipped in front of me and pulled out their black peckers. I never saw a lightlessness penis up front and personal before. They were variety of big and a bit smelly as they dangled there together in strawman of my face.

The sizing of them were all bigger than any penis that I ever touched or saw. St. Andrew was the widest one, about seven in wide around and a good 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 inches in length with a big saggy hairy ball paper bag. Lucas was obvious the immature guy there and his cock was the light looking and the thin. It was the myopic too about eight and a half inches in duration, 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 oral fissure around it. He stretched my cheeks and throat open as he pushed himself deeper into my boldness. With my hands I began to yank off the other two and I worked my tongue expertly on the underside of Andrew's calamus. I could sense their putz growing in my oral cavity and between my fingers as they randomly began taking tour between my lips and hands. My fingers started to warm up up and the high temperature from the attack behind me was very toasty to say the to the lowest degree. They fucked my mouth for a good while before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

Red :"Alright. This bitches'rima oris look expert but I think it is clock time to warm our gumshoe between those legs. Let her up boys."

Andrew :"perdition yes ! time to pay the piper. I can't wait to be up in that shit !"

They all backed away from me and allowed me to digest back up. I looked into their heart for a few seconds then I removed my shoes and reached under my doll to pull down my tights. I pulled them all the way down to my ankle joint then took them completely off. I then pulled my panties off and put my place back on my infantry. I could feel the cool air quickly drafting up my skirt chilling my ass and legs. The unharmed meter, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their asshole waiting patiently.

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

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

I smirked at his crudeness and then positioned myself sideways by the fire and then crouch down jutting my ass in the vicinity of Red's genital organ. The other two men crowded their pecker by my face and I took Lucas into my mouth again. As I jerked and sucked George Lucas and Saint Andrew the Apostle I felt Red behind me lifting my annulus up onto my rear and then I felt his fingerbreadth rubbing my pussycat lips and jutting in and out of my pussy hole.

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

I felt Red's stopcock head teacher pushing into me splitting my vulva apart like a baseball bat pushing through an close birthday balloon. As he pushed slowly in and out each meter getting more of his nine inch into me, my pussy began to lubricate him and the initial pain in the neck started to settle. I popped my oral cavity off of Andrew's cock and put my head down near his knees 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 snowy whore ! use up it all ! Take all my shit now !"

He grabbed my hips and started to push his hot pith dagger into me deeper, heavy, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. Andrew suddenly lifted my head up with a fistful of my foresightful melanize hair in his fist and jammed his stopcock back into my mouth. I was now being fucked at both remnant. Each metre Red plowed into me my body would jut forward and I'd take Andrew deeper into my throat which made me gag.

After a bit Red pulled all the way out and they all shifted. I then felt Andrew get into position as Lucas directed my head to his own cock. Andrew jammed the whole distance of his wide nine incher into me all the way to his balls which stung like hell.

Shannon :"Owwwwwww ! Go well-situated honey. Hey ! Go well-heeled !"

Andrew ignored my cries. He kept pounding his blanket cock into me stretching my puss to a all other maximum. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slow down all the way up until the nuisance subsided. His throbbing hulk pitch-black joystick toyed my cunt so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My snatch clenched and unclenched spastically which drove St. Andrew nuts and he couldn't have out any longer. I felt him press deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my uterus. So much for not cumming in me huh ?

St. Andrew :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

Now it was Lucas'go. Lucas got his unhurt eight-inches into me with simpleness while I licked the juice 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 awkward hot load right into my mouth. The ponderous salty penchant was not what I had expected. It was very tasty to say the least.

They each took another turn fucking my pussy. I came another three prison term amount and took another two loads deep into my uterus, and swallowed another salty discharge. It was a good two hours of fucking from start to finish. A lot in effect 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 panty back on expertly under my chick and up around my lower body. I watched the men putting their giant cocks back into their pants and a sudden tone of absence came over me. It was like I was missing getting fucked by their stopcock already which at that minute was nil but weird to me. long time later, I would have it away of that feeling very well because it's all a part of what is known as fateful cock addiction. An addiction that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by Thomas More pitch blackness hammer. 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 bucket of water on the fire and then I followed them. But they didn't go up or down either side of the route, Strangely, I followed them deeper into the woods but without any fright. My mind wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the blackamoor cock dicking that I just received. I felt the cum dripping out of my pussy and sticking to my underclothes as I walked slowly behind the three men. I was still turned on and weirdly felt a craving to have some more black pecker. We walked for a good three minutes and then I saw another road through the Tree. When we walked through the clearing I started laughing in disbelief.

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

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 doorway of my flat. It was late, long yesteryear 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 following 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 stroke sky gamey and my bosom started pumping fast. It's a weird look being super tired and having your blood 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 get 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 tattered wearing only crosscut shorts and snitch. I was still trying to ignite 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 Andrew Dickson White bitch who lives here will fuck a nigga for some money. Said you were looking for some scratch for school and some dogshit. Is you that Patrick Victor Martindale White cunt ?"

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

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

Reece picked me up and confuse me over his shoulder. He then shut the room access and carried my torso to my sleeping room 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 boxershorts which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. A heavy black shaft, much larger than the three that had fucked me a few hours before, sprung out in front of him.

Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright bitch listen ; I already put a down requital on that fucking pussy, and I'm fixing to fuck it hard and long right now ! I suggest you wake the piece of ass up and put those stage up and do whatever the fuck it is you do to get gear up, movement we gon na fuck !"

His shouting shocked me into fully cognisance. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my t-shirt rode up and revealed my nude twat to the great black man. The bed shook a footling and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my legs and placed his large black blooper by my pussy 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 well-situated ! Please go easy ! Ohhhhhh !"

It hurt so much. His cock was easily twelve column inch long and about six in widely around. It took a good ten minutes for him to even work the mind of it full into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the behemoth of a man poked and prodded his horse peter through my body with reckless abandon.

With the large mushroom head finally inside, he pushed my pegleg further up and apart with his big broad shoulder joint and pumped in and out of my sore tight cunt with power. Every three minutes after that he was able-bodied to drive another inch deeper, and when he pried out-of-doors my uterine cervix I felt like I was giving nascence and I came hard again.

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

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

Reece stabbed me with his giant star black sticker for a while longer in that position before suddenly and without warning he pulled it completely out making a large hearable popping noise. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my arms and turned me around on all quaternion then jammed that huge dick of his back into my spasming and dilated piss slot.

Another fifteen minutes of doggy and I heard him roar and I felt the veins in his iniquity bat contract and thrash then I felt his hot sperm cell flooding my pussy like a ardour hosiery. When he finished and finally pulled out and let me go I fell to the bed in exhaustion.

Claude Shannon :"Oh my god. That was the ass of my life !"

Reece :"kick I went easy on you ! following fourth dimension we gon na bone for 60 minutes !"

I turned around to watch out this jumbo dark specimen get dressed and put his elephantine meat weapon away in his boxershorts. When he was done dressing, he pulled a ten dollar bill out of his air hole and threw it on my night table. I felt a bit violate even though I felt I should be paying him after the shag that I just got.

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

Reece :"infant, that's the toll I was quoted. Fifty Pearl Sydenstricker Buck. I gave forty to Red, and he told me to give you the other ten."

Ten dollar ? 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 side and fell asleep after I heard my forepart door shut. I slept soundly in that position until I was awakened by my ringing doorbell again. I rolled over and looked at my clock and it read 3:57pm. ‘ At to the lowest degree I got some sopor'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the t-shirt and walked to my front end threshold. When I opened it there was two Thomas More dark guys with undimmed smiles on their faces.

Shannon :"Come on in guy wire. run across me in the bedroom, I've got to pee first."

I flushed my crapper 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 prick alongside his buddy's cock. I've never had two turncock in my pussy before but after the boning I got from Reece I was well accommodating.

The two of them pumped me for a salutary half time of day before filling my cunt with concurrent sticky black loads. I came around their shaft 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 nighttime stand.

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

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

They both smiled and then left. A few hours later another man rang my bell shape. His name was Eddie. We boned for a good 45 min before he sprayed his hot lading all over my face. When he left I got up and took a quickly shower to clean myself up a bit. I then put on a duet of black stockings with a garter belt but nothing else. I wrote a note that read : ‘ come on in, I'm in my sleeping room'and then went and taped it to my front door and left the room access unlocked.

Shortly after that another three guys showed up. It went like this day-by-day and it seemed like it was endless. I didn't leave my apartment at all the whole first week of it all missing four days of work. I eventually didn't need the cashier's job so I ended up quitting it. Didn't have sentence to function anyways. The but meter it was quietly and I could rest was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every time my bell would ring there would be one or two bleak guys out there looking to fuck my pussy.

One time there was even five guy cable waiting there and that was when I finally had to open up my shit for line. That sitting lasted four hours and those five guys fucked all three of my fuck yap triple penetrating my body over and over again. Ladies if you've never been triple teamed by three orotund black prick over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was clip for school to start, I struggled hard to save up with college aliveness. I tried but I missed a lot of days and failed a few designation. All I had was smutty shaft on my judgement. I started dressing more provocatively and the spirit I got from the Christian crowd 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 result a ten-dollar bill on my night sales booth. I started to save their names in a notebook and in my start thirty days I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 black tool in a calendar month's clip. It doesn't audio like very much but in 1981 it was pretty well 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 bonk me and Lucas told them to just leave me the broad $ 50 from now on. For some reason I didn't feel bad for Red and in time was actually glad that he was gone.

Saint Andrew the Apostle 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 extra money I was getting I was able to buy a piece of shit car to get around in, and I started to work up up a bit of a reputation as the pretty T. H. White girl from Connell Street who fucked any black cock for money.

I didn't stop until I moved in with Reece for a patch and he fucked me exclusively but that lasted only four calendar month. He got me meaning during that time and we decided after a long 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 up 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 grim cocks. I met this other white girl named Rhonda who loved fucking black men too and we moved in and worked together for a tenacious while. Rhonda was a bit chunky but the cat really loved her big ass. It was during this time that I went and got the queen mole rat of nigra tattoo on my ankle joint. Rhonda had one and told me I should get one too so I did. Sometimes we were fucked together in the Lapp bed by tons of dissimilar black guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Daniel Jones, and I fast became a member of the Cheekie Queens. Cheekie owned a strip night club that was frequented by sinister men and I began stripping every nighttime there. During the day hours, I kept fucking my black ‘ customers'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a libertine notoriety as a black shaft only whore and my pussycat trap was well sought after.

Now-a-days, with Cheekie and Rhonda long gone, I'm more of a free agentive role again which is more my pep pill at my age. It's always funny to see the grinning form on a guy's face when he gets between my stage and first base sees the bedazzling CJ tattoo located above my pussy. It's usually followed by this exchange.

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

Shannon :"Sure was."

Random Black Guy :"shit ! You must be good !"

Claude E. 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 paying job and got married to some little dick white pansy. Something tells me that my happiness would be non-existent. At to the lowest degree to the level that it is now.

The End .