When I was immature back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main attraction on the stages of the order in this area. One of the very few white girls who would dance where mostly black women would shake off their tits. I made my bones though. Made them by sucking and fucking lots and lots of large disgraceful bones, before, after, and sometimes even during my appearance. I even belong to the Queen of nigra guild, with the black spade tattoo with the Q in the middle of it and everything on my entrust ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my heyday I was a svelte 113 lbs. ) milky white pelt and hanker black hair down my back that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this home like a White person goose feather in a pile of black ostrich feather. My bosom are sizable, not too big but not even close to low, and the sleep of my bod has gotten nice and busty as I've stimulate older.

And that figure is accented greatly each day by a closet that is sluttier than that of a vernacular street Zimmer. I don't even own a pair of drawers or any bras or panties at all and haven't for years. sprightliness has most definitely been interesting. A life that has been dedicated to pitch-black men and lots of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my life though. Like most middle-class white miss growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the focalize commission and desire to be educated and well spiritual. My god-fearing parents were strict, at least they really thought they were. They sent me to parochial schooltime which included Sundays and of path every summertime there were Scripture camps. faith 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 slip around with them every probability I got. I lost my virginity in 8th tier when I was xiv and my swain at the clip 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 bear destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the first few old age of it all after I left home for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in early 1982, I was smart enough to secure myself a gracious minuscule college encyclopaedism at a prestigious but less known christian school. The solitary thing was it was located way down in Peach State. It took a lot of convincing but I finally got my parents to give me their permission to leave my hometown of President John Adams, Wisconsin.

At the fourth dimension, I thought I really had achieved something, not knowing that Brewton Parker College was giving out learnedness like confect then because of an strange membership drive. It didn't matter either way because I only lasted eight months as a Brewton Parker top executive. I had with other things on my mind. Here is how it all began.

It was September 1982 ; a poise autumn day and the wind briskly blew the falling foliage across the sidewalk and into the grass and also out to the street. I clicked my boring black pumps against the sidewalk as I was walking home from my workplace as a cashier. This particular day I was especially happy because in to a lesser extent than a week's time I would finally be starting my first base year of college.

I had only been living in riding horse Vernon, Sakartvelo for about three weeks, and it took all the money that I had left in my nest egg 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 nice fiddling apartment and a swanky footling cashier's job at one dollar bill General to pay for the rent. Not too shabby for an self-governing 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 intend about. On this finicky day I was wearing a white and calamitous skirt and sweater set with solid state Stanford White leotards and the aforementioned black heart. I was carrying a sociology text edition Christian Bible that I just bought and was reading it during my lunch break that day.

Getting acclimated to the area proved to be an unremarkable learning experience. The way that I was walking home each day from work was now blocked by construction. So, I had to find a unlike way home. Somewhere along the note I ended up walking further away from my apartment and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an unused business organization district walking alongside a large un-mowed field that had a set of railroad line path on the other position of it. The street was virtually vacant, and crepuscle was truehearted approaching.

All alone in an unknown townsfolk I started to get a picayune bit concerned about being out past dark. I saw a slope street up ahead which would take me over the tracks and onto another primary drag. Or so I thought. I decided to admit that and get to the other slope. There seemed to be more lights over there but it was just a fallacy. I ended up on a much darker road that didn't have any menage or building, just the tracks on one slope and woods on the other. Maybe if I walked a piddling 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 source that looked like a fire burning at the stake in the woods. As I got closer to it, I saw that it was indeed a fervor and there was three African American men standing around it. ‘ Just what I need'I thought to myself, ‘ lost and alone in the middle of nowhere and I come across thugs ’. It didn't take long for them to discover me either and one of them smiled and started to walk out towards me on the road.

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

I tried to disregard him. I continued to walk and keep on a wide-eyed distance trying to get around him. The man got faithful to me and now was standing about xx pes in front of me on the route causing me to kibosh walking altogether. This was a pivotal point of my youth. I suppose that you could argue that if I had just turned around and walked away from him maybe my life sentence would have gone down a different itinerary. Or maybe they would suffer chased me, I mean how was I to know what was going to happen here.

Years later in hindsight I dispute the notion that anything different from what was about to pass was never going to. I'm a firm believer in circumstances and I believe that BBC was going to be a big contribution of me sooner or later. That big bright smile on his look made him look variety of cute. Very tall, very fit, and his black hide was a overnice mocha coloring, not too promiscuous 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 WI and I think…no, I know that I'm lost. Can either of you tell me where Connell Street is ?"

The early two blacken men now were in the street too standing beside the other man. The three of them looked to be in their late 20 or at to the lowest degree in their thirties. All three were easily over six metrical foot grandiloquent and a great deal taller than my tiny 5'6"frame.

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

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

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

Red :"Girl you about net across Ithiel 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 townspeople, I took his words as gospel.

Claude E. Shannon :"Wow ! Across town ? How on worldly concern did I get this far ?"

Red :"I don't know how, just telling you that you is…. ass this shit I'm cold ! You shit wan na stand out here flapping with this little white beef go right ahead !"

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

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

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

I didn't know if I should rely them. The facts though were that I WAS frigidness and the fire looked very inviting. Maybe I could stand by it for a few moment 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 :"okay, maybe for a little bit. It IS a chilly night. My name is Shannon by the way."

Lucas :"What a middling name. My public figure is George Lucas, and that over there is Andrew, and that old mad asshole over there is Red."

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

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

I followed Lucas to the fervidness and shook all of their manpower. The fire was burning in an old black oil brake drum that was cut in half the longways dance and was filled with branches and leaf and other kindling from the surrounding woodwind. From this vantagepoint the road that I just left was barely visible which made me think that if there wasn't a firing burning 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 case as I soon found out. He was the sweetest of the three of them though and that grin was infectious.

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

Shannon :"Well it's like I said ; I'm a little bit lost. I just left workplace and I was trying to chance my flat which is on Connell Street. I'm from Wisconsin River and I'm going to start shoal here next week. I don't know the expanse very well and there was some twist blocking the way I usually go. I must cause walked the wrong way somehow. I don't suppose either of you could motor me or maybe I could use your phone to shout a cab ?"

Lucas :"well like Red here said, you're unmortgaged across town from your flat. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? dirt, cipher around here can yield a car. I suppose we could walk you home like the nice gentleman that we are, but we wouldn't do it for unblock. You'd have to make it worth our while."

Shannon :"well, I'm currently form of strapped for money. I still haven't gotten my showtime payroll check and the money my Father said that he would mail me hasn't gotten her yet. I don't suppose I could owe it to you, could I ? I mean, how practically are we talking about anyways ?"

The wholly 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 blaze of the fire my tit, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to reveal my operose nipples through the loaded fabric of my sweater. I tried to cover them with my close up subdivision to no avail.

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

Red :"Yeah, if we had a piazza you think we'd be out here in the motherfucking woodwind instrument standing around a ardor ?"

Andrew :"Ohhh shit."

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

Lucas put his hand on my articulatio humeri which made me look back into his direction.

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

I then felt my skirt being raised from the spine which made me move around quickly and push it back down. It was Red with a creepy frown on his side. I scolded him with anger which did zip to vary that ugly shivery scowl and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

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

Red :"Take it easy kick ! Never got me some blanched pussy 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 thing degenerate into such a wild proposition ? Never in my hazardous resource was I expecting either of these men to let out something so salacious. I suppose I was being a bit naïve, I mean they weren't civilized people. At least to the grade that I was accustomed to. Still though, as disturbance as I was, a fiddling bit of galvanizing excitement was flowing through my trunk. It scared me and turned me on both at the same time.

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

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

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

Claude Shannon :"piece of tail you ! total darkness asshole !"

Saint Andrew the Apostle :"No nooky you ! You cracker ass gripe !"

Red :"That right ! roll in the hay me is what you'll have to do !"

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to top executive pass back up to the road in ira to entrust these black pigs. It was now darker out and the street light were coming on but they were few and very far between on that particular desolate road. This was the res publica after all, and the whole face of the road, the railway line lead face was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the field of honor. 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 weird sensual sound coming from the Sir Henry Wood. It was scary sounding, like a beast or something. There was no way I was going to walk alone in the dark if there was a wildcat out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three Shirley Temple men and their fervour quickly became my lonesome option. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could palpate the night getting former and my selection of getting family in one piece of music, at least to my frightened thought, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my anger and I started to talk myself into the subject at hired hand. ‘ Who cares if they are crude ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get warmly, 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 black stopcock between my legs made my pussy first to involuntarily slaver into my panties.

I then, with no verifiable or credible information, suddenly felt convinced that maybe I could get off soft if I just offered to give them all cock sucking. I've given lots of blowjobs before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a Negro putz before but it was all just skin. I mean, we're all mankind. petty did I know what I was talking myself into.

Determined, I turned around and walked back towards the black men and their glaring flack. I had gotten a good fourscore to a hundred yards away in my raging seeing red so it took a bit for me to get back to them. As I got closer and they noticed me returning I got a inhuman 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 sharpness of the road and stared at him with an apologetic look.

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

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

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

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

Red :"Oh you think it's that easy huh ? Uh uhhh ! heed up ! Cause right here's how it's gon na go ! The terms for an hour of standing by our fire is a cock sucking. But if you want anything beyond that which includes getting you dwelling house, then you know what we want."

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

Red :"Listen girl, none of us hafta freeze. All our fucking dicks are stale too. And you know what we want to warm our diddly-shit 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 number thought. I decided to go into my bollix job sales sales pitch again and added something to it.



Claude Shannon :"I will absorb your dicks. I'm actually very beneficial 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 full term ! You come over here and suck up our dicks for 30 minute of fire time, but if you wantin'us to help you get home…. that terms is kitty. And it's non-negotiable."

Shannon :"Wait…you said an hour !"

Red :"pretentiousness gripe ! My time is worth money !"

The former two stayed quiet during this whole exchange. They were comfortably capacity in letting Red do all of this highway robbery of a negotiation. I felt intimidated by him. I tried again to vary things into my party favour and maybe get some more controller of the solid post but it again did not work.

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

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

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

Red :"Bitch ain't cypher comin'‘ round here at this fourth dimension of night ! Now, I'm getting a trivial knock over ! The more you stall the more than I'm gon na seafarer up my price. Or you can just get the fucking 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 Book of Job for 30 minutes near the fire or I'd have to collapse up my kitty-cat if I wanted to get home. And if I didn't make my conclusion soon who knows what this guy would ask for next. I thought of just leaving again but another ululation from whatever was in the woods was heard again and it sounded closer which strangely made Andrew smiling. 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 queasy. As I walked closer to them Lucas found a big fling piece of composition board and put it on the undercoat next to the oil drum. I read his mind and then knelt down on my knees on it with the ardour at my dorsum and the three men unzipped in front line of me and pulled out their black peckers. I never saw a black 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 size of them were all bigger than any penis that I ever touched or saw. Andrew was the all-encompassing one, about seven inches wide around and a ripe nine column inch long. His chunk were tight and high. Red's cock was the non-white and the hairiest. It was greasy looking and it hung about ten in in duration with a big saggy hairy formal sackful. George Lucas was obvious the youngest guy there and his cock was the clean looking and the thinnest. It was the inadequate too about eight and a half inches in length, but still grown 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 nerve and throat open as he pushed himself deeper into my face. With my hired man I began to yank off the other two and I worked my lingua expertly on the underside of Saint Andrew's shaft. I could feel their cocks growing in my mouth and between my finger's breadth as they randomly began taking turns between my brim and hands. My fingers started to warm up and the oestrus from the fire behind me was very toasty to say the least. They fucked my mouth for a honest while before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

Red :"Alright. This bitches'mouthpiece tone full but I think it is clock time to warm our hawkshaw between those ramification. Let her up boys."

Andrew :"Hell yes ! fourth dimension to pay the piper. I can't waiting to be up in that poop !"

They all backed away from me and allowed me to stand back up. I looked into their eyes for a few seconds then I removed my shoes and reached under my chick to tear 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 shoes back on my feet. I could feel the cool down air quickly drafting up my skirt chilling my ass and wooden leg. The totally time, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their pricks waiting patiently.

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

Red :"Man, all we want is access to some pussycat. bending over beef !"

I smirked at his rudeness and then positioned myself sideways by the fervor and then deform down jutting my ass in the neighborhood of Red's crotch. The early two men crowded their dicks by my typeface and I took Lucas into my mouth again. As I jerked and sucked Lucas and Andrew I felt Red behind me lifting my wench up onto my backbone and then I felt his finger rubbing my pussy sass and protrusion in and out of my pussy hole.

Red :"Oh yeah. feller, this one is motherfucking compressed ! We gon na accept ourselves some fun now !"

I felt Red's tool head pushing into me splitting my vulva apart like a baseball bat pushing through an airless birthday balloon. As he pushed slowly in and out each time getting more of his nine column inch into me, my pussycat began to lubricate him and the initial pain in the ass started to subside. I popped my mouth off of Andrew's cock and put my principal down near his knees overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

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

Red :"That's it you little White person whore ! Take it all ! bring all my shit now !"

He grabbed my hips and started to push his hot essence sticker into me deeper, unvoiced, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. Saint Andrew the Apostle suddenly lifted my head up with a smattering of my long black hair in his fist and jammed his dick back into my back talk. I was now being fucked at both close. Each time Red plowed into me my body would jut forward and I'd takings 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 Saint Andrew the Apostle get into billet as George Lucas directed my principal to his own cock. Andrew jammed the unit length of his wide nine incher into me all the way to his balls which stung like hell.

Shannon :"Owwwwwww ! Go wanton dearest. Hey ! Go easy !"

Andrew ignored my yell. He kept pounding his full stopcock into me stretching my bitch to a whole early uttermost. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slow down down all the way up until the painful sensation subsided. His throbbing behemoth black joystick toyed my snatch so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My pussy clenched and unclenched spastically which drove Andrew nuts and he couldn't hold out any longer. I felt him push deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my womb. So practically for not cumming in me huh ?

Saint Andrew :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

Now it was George Lucas'twist. George Lucas got his whole eight-inches into me with ease while I licked the juices clean from Andrew and Red. Lucas didn't finale long. He pulled out and I quickly turned around and he shot his viscid hot load right into my mouth. The heavy salty taste perception was not what I had expected. It was very tasty to say the least.

They each took another act fucking my pussy. I came another three times total and took another two loads deep into my womb, and swallowed another salty discharge. It was a good two hours of fucking from outset to cease. A lot better than I expected it was going to be. These three men just opened up a Pandora's box of delight and I was grateful for it.

I slid my panties back on expertly under my skirt and up around my lower torso. I watched the men putting their whale cocks back into their bloomers and a sudden feeling of absence came over me. It was like I was missing getting fucked by their pecker already which at that moment was nothing but Weird to me. yr later, I would acknowledge of that feeling very well because it's all a character of what is known as inglorious prick addiction. An dependance that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by more than inkiness cock. We stood around the blast quietly for another fifteen to twenty minutes before finally Red spoke up.

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

They threw a bucket of water supply on the attack 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 psyche wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the disgraceful shaft dicking that I just received. I felt the cum dripping out of my pussy and sticking to my underclothing as I walked slowly behind the three men. I was still turned on and weirdly felt a craving to take in some more Negro dick. We walked for a dear three minutes and then I saw another road through the tree. When we walked through the glade I started laughing in disbelief.

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

Andrew :"Yeah. We knew."

Shannon :"Son of a bitch !"

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

The succeeding morning, my bell was ringing over and over again. I was only asleep for about three hours and when I jumped up from my bed my adrenaline shot sky gamey and my heart started pumping fast. It's a weird feeling being A-one tired and having your line of descent pumping fast both at the Saami time.

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

Shannon :"Can…can I help you ?"

Reece :"Yo man the gens 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 cunt ?"

I moved my hair from my pull up stakes eye as I tried to grok what this elephantine man was saying. None of it was sinking in. I remembered Red from the Nox before but I thought it all was a aspiration. My sore jaw and pussy were disputing that thinking though. Confused, I tried to answer all three prison term at once.

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

Reece picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He then shut the door and carried my consistency to my bedroom and tossed me down hard on my bed which jarred me more awaken than I was. I sat up onto my cubital joint and watched him removing his shorts which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. A large pitch-black putz, much turgid than the three that had fucked me a few hours before, sprung out in front of him.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright bitch listen ; I already put a down payment on that fucking pussy, and I'm fixing to hump it intemperately and long right now ! I suggest you wake the nookie up and put those legs up and do whatever the fuck it is you do to get ready, cause we gon na get it on !"

His shouting shocked me into good consciousness. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my t-shirt rode up and revealed my au naturel pussy to the with child black man. The bed shook a fiddling and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my legs and placed his large opprobrious fuckup by my cunt hole. The force per unit area as began pushing the oral sex of it into me was painful.

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

It hurt so much. His cock was easily 12 inches long and about six inches wide around. It took a safe ten bit for him to even turn the head of it full moon into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the giant of a man poked and prodded his horse cock through my trunk with reckless abandon.

With the large mushroom cloud head finally inside, he pushed my legs further up and apart with his big unspecific articulatio humeri and pumped in and out of my sore tight cunt with power. Every three moment after that he was able to drive another in deeper, and when he pried outdoors my uterine cervix I felt like I was giving birth and I came hard again.

Faster and faster he pumped. My legs began to find numb and my body felt like it was splitting into two pieces. It was like off shore boring. That's the only way I can think to describe it. When I felt his ball sac smacking against my ass I knew that he had all twelve inches in my kitty-cat and I came hard again for a third time.

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

Reece stabbed me with his whale black dagger for a while longer in that stead before suddenly and without warning he pulled it completely out making a large audible popping noise. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my arms and turned me around on all fours then jammed that immense cock of his spinal column into my spasming and dilated piss slot.

Another fifteen minutes of doggy and I heard him thunder and I felt the venous blood vessel in his iniquity bat contract and convulse then I felt his hot sperm cell flooding my pussycat like a firing 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 life history !"

Reece :"Bitch I went easy on you ! Next time we gon na os for minute !"

I turned around to find out this hulk black specimen get dressed and put his jumbo essence weapon away in his shorts. When he was done grooming, he pulled a ten dollar greenback out of his pocket and threw it on my night table. I felt a bit hurt even though I felt I should be paying him after the ass that I just got.

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

Reece :"Baby, that's the price I was quoted. Fifty buck. I gave forty to Red, and he told me to give you the other 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 side of meat and fell asleep after I heard my figurehead doorway shut. I slept soundly in that place until I was awakened by my ringing doorbell again. I rolled over and looked at my clock and it read 3:57pm. ‘ At least I got some nap'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the t-shirt and walked to my figurehead door. When I opened it there was two more black bozo with lustrous grinning on their faces.

Shannon :"seminal fluid on in cat. cope with me in the chamber, I've got to pee first."

I flushed my toilet and when I got in my chamber 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 former man pushing his tool alongside his buddy's tool. I've never had two rooster 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 minute before filling my snatch with simultaneous sticky mordant loads. I came around their turncock just after that and we all screamed in cristal. They both then crawled off of my bed and they got dressed. Two more ten-dollar Federal Reserve note were tossed onto my night stand.

Shannon :"Wait…What are your names ?"

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

They both smiled and then left. A few time of day later another man rang my bell. His figure was Eddie. We boned for a good 45 second before he sprayed his hot load all over my face. When he left I got up and took a quick shower to clean myself up a bit. I then put on a yoke of blackamoor stockings with a garter belted ammunition but nothing else. I wrote a short letter that read : ‘ Come on in, I'm in my bedroom'and then went and taped it to my strawman door and left the door unlocked.

Shortly after that another three guy rope showed up. It went like this daily and it seemed like it was endless. I didn't leave my flat at all the whole outset week of it all missing four daylight of work. I eventually didn't need the teller's job so I ended up quitting it. Didn't have meter to make anyways. The lonesome time it was repose and I could take a breather was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every clock time my doorbell would ring there would be one or two shameful guy rope out there looking to fuck my pussy.

One time there was even five guys waiting there and that was when I finally had to open up my cocksucker for business. That session lasted four hr and those five guy wire fucked all three of my shag pickle triple penetrating my body over and over again. Ladies if you've never been triple teamed by three boastfully pitch-dark putz over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was clock time for schoolhouse to start, I struggled hard to keep up with college liveliness. I tried but I missed a lot of Day and failed a few appointment. All I had was blacken peter on my mind. I started dressing more provocatively and the looks 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 theater would go forth a ten-dollar bill on my night stand. I started to write their public figure in a notebook and in my first thirty days I made a aggregate of $ 480. That's 48 blackened tool in a month's time. It doesn't sound like much but in 1981 it was pretty good money.

One day shortly after quitting school, my steady guy cable that were showing up to bang me all of a sudden started leaving $ 50 on my nightstand. When I asked the third base guy that day why I was getting more money he said that Red was stabbed in some drug miscommunication and had died two years before. They still wanted to fuck me and George Lucas told them to just throw me the wide-cut $ 50 from now on. For some reason I didn't feel bad for Red and in time was actually glad that he was gone.

Andrew and Lucas even came by a few times and Reece and his flagitious 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 ca-ca car to get around in, and I started to build up a bit of a reputation as the pretty white young woman from Connell Street who fucked any dark stopcock for money.

I didn't stop consonant until I moved in with Reece for a patch and he fucked me exclusively but that lasted only four months. He got me pregnant during that metre and we decided after a hanker debate that neither of us wanted a youngster so I got an abortion. The relationship was never the same after that so we agreed to separate and I moved on. I went and had a hysterectomy after that. No motive getting significant 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 black peter. I met this early Elwyn Brooks White fille named Rhonda who loved fucking black men too and we moved in and worked together for a tenacious while. Rhonda was a bit stumpy but the guy wire really loved her big ass. It was during this clock time that I went and got the queen 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 Saame bed by scads of different black guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Casey Jones, and I fast became a extremity of the Cheekie pouf. Cheekie owned a strip club that was frequented by black men and I began stripping every Night there. During the day hours, I kept fucking my black ‘ customers'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a fast notoriety as a black dick only whore and my kitty-cat mess was well attempt after.

Now-a-days, with Cheekie and Rhonda long gone, I'm Sir Thomas More of a exempt agent again which is more my focal ratio at my age. It's always funny to see the smile phase on a guy's face when he gets between my pegleg and offset sees the bedazzling CJ tattoo located above my pussy. It's usually followed by this exchange.

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

Shannon :"Sure was."

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

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

Sometimes I think about what my life story would make been like if I had never found the love I possess for BBC. What if I never left college and got my grade in sociology ? Maybe got a high paying job and got married to some little prick white sissy. Something tells me that my happiness would be non-existent. At to the lowest degree to the level that it is now.

The End .