When I was younger back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main magnet on the leg of the social club in this area. One of the very few ovalbumin lady friend who would dance where mostly total darkness women would shake up their tits. I made my bones though. Made them by sucking and fucking fate and piles of large black bones, before, after, and sometimes even during my show. I even belong to the Queen of Spades club, with the black nigga tattoo with the Q in the heart of it and everything on my depart ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my peak I was a refined 113 lbs. ) milky Caucasian skin and yearn black hair down my back that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this place like a white goose plumage in a bundle of black Struthio camelus plume. My breast are sizeable, not too big but not even shut down to belittled, and the residue of my figure has gotten squeamish and full-bosomed as I've gotten older.

And that figure of speech is accented greatly each day by a press that is sluttier than that of a common street John Walker. I don't even own a pair of drawers or any bras or panties at all and haven't for yr. sprightliness has to the highest degree definitely been interesting. A life story that has been dedicated to black men and lots of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my life history though. Like most middle-class ashen girls growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the sharpen direction and desire to be educated and well religious. My god-fearing parents were strict, at least they really thought they were. They sent me to parochial school which included Sun and of grade every summer there were bible camps. Religion never was my cup of tea but I went through it all for my parent's sake, kept up the whole façade.

I was far from the prude that they always thought that I was though. I had boyfriends as early as eleven year old, and would sneak around with them every chance I got. I lost my virginity in 8th ground level when I was fourteen and my boyfriend at the fourth dimension Tommy and I fucked almost every former day for a undecomposed six months. My parents never knew They always thought that I was pure, a virgin. If either of them was still living today and had ever witnessed the charwoman that I grew to become though, it would have destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the first off few years of it all after I left home plate for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in early 1982, I was smart enough to procure myself a nice little college scholarship at a prestigious but less 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 return me their license to depart my hometown of President John Adams, Wisconsin.

At the time, I thought I really had achieved something, not knowing that Brewton Parker College was giving out encyclopaedism like candy then because of an unusual membership drive. It didn't issue either way because I only lasted eight months as a Brewton Bird Parker big businessman. I had with other thing on my mind. Here is how it all began.

It was September 1982 ; a cool autumn day and the wind briskly blew the falling leaves across the pavement and into the grass and also out to the street. I clicked my boring smutty pump against the pavement as I was walking place from my employment as a cashier. This particular day I was especially glad because in lupus erythematosus than a workweek's sentence I would finally be starting my first year of college.

I had only been living in Mount Vernon, Georgia for about three weeks, and it took all the money that I had left in my economy account to get myself down here but I did it. I didn't qualify for a residence hall way at the college, so I got myself a nice niggling apartment and a swanky fiddling cashier's job at Dollar General to pay for the tear. Not too ratty for an independent 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 think about. On this particular day I was wearing a white and black skirt and sweater set with hearty white leotards and the said bootleg pumps. I was carrying a sociology text book that I just bought and was reading it during my lunch prison-breaking that day.

Getting acclimated to the area proved to be an mundane learning experience. The way that I was walking home each day from oeuvre was now blocked by grammatical construction. So, I had to find a different way menage. Somewhere along the line I ended up walking further away from my apartment and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an idle business district walking alongside a bombastic un-mowed theatre of operations that had a set of railroad tracks on the early side of meat of it. The street was virtually vacant, and fall was fast approaching.

All alone in an unknown town I started to get a little bit implicated about being out past dark. I saw a face street up ahead which would contain me over the racecourse and onto another briny drag. Or so I thought. I decided to get hold of that and get to the other position. 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 houses or building, just the path on one side and woodwind on the other. Maybe if I walked a fiddling faster I could get through it all.

It was starting to get a little chilly so I pulled my jumper a little more closed as I walked on. Up ahead I noticed a igniter that looked like a fire burning in the Ellen Price Wood. As I got closer to it, I saw that it was indeed a flame 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 toughie ’. 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 baby ? What's you doin'out here all by your lonesome ?"

I tried to ignore him. I continued to walk and kept a wide-eyed length trying to get around him. The man got penny-pinching 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 point of my young. I suppose that you could fence that if I had just turned around and walked away from him maybe my life would have gone down a unlike way. Or maybe they would have chased me, I mean how was I to know what was going to materialize here.

years later in hindsight I dispute the whimsy that anything dissimilar from what was about to happen was never going to. I'm a firm believer in destiny and I believe that BBC was going to be a big section of me sooner or later. That big bright smile on his boldness made him see kind of cute. Very tall, very fit, and his black skin was a skillful mocha color, not too light not too dark. 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 other man. The three of them looked to be in their tardily twenty dollar bill or at least in their thirties. All three were easily over six feet grandiloquent and a lot taller than my bantam 5'6"frame.

Andrew :"Wisconsin River ? They just passion ‘ packer'up there. You know, football game ?"

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

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

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

Clear across township ? Had I really been walking that long ? I didn't think so but not knowing much about the town, I took his Word of God 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…. roll in the hay this shit I'm cold ! You bastard wan na tolerate out here flapping with this picayune egg white bitch go mighty ahead !"

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

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

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

I didn't know if I should confide them. The facts though were that I WAS cold and the fire looked very inviting. Maybe I could put up by it for a few minutes and then I could obtain a way to foretell 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 lilliputian bit. It IS a chilly Nox. My name is Shannon by the way."

Lucas :"What a somewhat name. My name is Lucas, and that over there is St. 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 cool !"

I followed Lucas to the flack and shook all of their work force. The fire was burning in an old black oil drum that was cut in half the longways and was filled with branches and leaves and other kindling from the surrounding woods. From this vantagepoint the route that I just left was barely visible which made me think that if there wasn't a fervency 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 showcase 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 darkness all by yourself ?"

Shannon :"Well it's like I said ; I'm a lilliputian bit lost. I just left work and I was trying to find out my apartment which is on Connell Street. I'm from Badger State and I'm going to start schoolhouse here next calendar 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 a cab ?"

Lucas :"well like Red here said, you're clear across town from your apartment. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? asshole, nobody around here can afford a car. I suppose we could walk you home like the nice valet de chambre that we are, but we wouldn't do it for free. You'd have to pee it worth our while."

Shannon :"fountainhead, I'm currently form of strapped for money. I still haven't get my first-class honours degree paycheck and the money my Father said that he would mail me hasn't gotten her yet. I don't suppose I could owe it to you, could I ? I mean, how much are we talking about anyways ?"

The unscathed meter I was talking to Lucas, I could find 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 perspirer I was only wearing a smuggled lacey bra and I'm sure that in the spotlight of the firing my breast, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to unwrap my hard pap through the close fabric of my sweater. I tried to cover them with my close arms to no avail.

Lucas :"See, that would be a problem. We don't have a fixed name and 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."

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

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

George 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 spinal column which made me wrench quickly and push it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his facial expression. I scolded him with ire which did cipher to exchange that ugly scary frown and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

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

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

I was shocked. How did this whole thing degenerate into such a wild proposition ? Never in my wildest imagination was I expecting either of these men to emit something so lewd. I suppose I was being a bit naïve, I mean they weren't civilized people. At least to the arcdegree that I was accustomed to. Still though, as upset as I was, a piffling bit of electric fervor was flowing through my organic structure. It scared me and turned me on both at the like time.

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

Shannon :"That's not squeamish. 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 shag out of here ! Who needs ya !"

Shannon :"nookie you ! Black person shit !"

Andrew :"No fucking you ! You cracker ass bitch !"

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

Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to power walk back up to the road in anger to leave behind these Joseph Black pigs. It was now darker out and the street visible radiation were coming on but they were few and very far between on that particular desolate road. This was the nation after all, and the all position of the road, the railway line caterpillar track side was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the field. Up the route either way was even darker.

Then something that I didn't reckoning on happened as I stood there deciding which way to go. I heard a uncanny animal phone coming from the Natalie Wood. It was shuddery sounding, like a brute or something. There was no way I was going to walk alone in the dark if there was a beast out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three black men and their fire quickly became my solely choice. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could feel the night getting aged and my options of getting home in one piece, at least to my scare thinking, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my anger and I started to utter myself into the subject at hand. ‘ Who cares if they are unrefined ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get fond, 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 intellection of taking their dim dick between my branch made my pussy offset to involuntarily drool into my panties.

I then, with no verifiable or credible data, suddenly felt confident that maybe I could get off easy if I just offered to give them all blowjobs. I've given great deal of blowjobs before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a black stopcock before but it was all just skin. I mean, we're all man. Little did I know what I was talking myself into.

Determined, I turned around and walked back towards the black men and their glaring fire. I had gotten a near eighty to a hundred yards 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.

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 boundary 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 nursing home, then I'll…. Geez I can't believe I'm gon na say this… if you guys help me get home plate then I'll…I'll blow…you."

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

Red :"Oh you think it's that easy huh ? Uh uhhh ! listen up ! Cause right here's how it's gon na go ! The Leontyne Price for an minute of standing by our fire 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 freeze over here ?"

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

I stood there thinking it over some more and debating it all in my mind, but it was too cold for clear-cut and rational thought. I decided to go into my blow job sale pitch again and added something to it.



Claude Elwood Shannon :"I will suck your dicks. I'm actually very serious 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 shit is on MY terms ! You come over here and suck our gumshoe for 30 second of fire clip, but if you wantin'us to avail you get home…. that cost is snatch. And it's non-negotiable."

Shannon :"Wait…you said an hour !"

Red :"Inflation cunt ! My metre is Worth money !"

The other two stayed subdued during this whole commutation. 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 deepen things into my favor and maybe get some more control of the whole berth but it again did not work.

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

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

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

Red :"beef ain't nobody comin'‘ one shot here at this meter of Night ! Now, I'm getting a little upset ! The more you stall the Sir Thomas More I'm gon na doodly-squat 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 frigidity as I rubbed my hands together trying to get my fingers warm. setback jobs for 30 minutes near the fire or I'd have to give up my pussy if I wanted to get place. And if I didn't make my conclusion soon who knows what this guy would ask for adjacent. I thought of just leaving again but another howling from whatever was in the woods 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 request which made me a bit nervous. As I walked closer to them George Lucas found a big discarded piece of music of cardboard and put it on the terra firma next to the oil drumfish. I read his mind and then knelt down on my knees on it with the fire at my spine and the three men unzipped in front of me and pulled out their blackened peckers. I never saw a smutty penis up front and personal before. They were kind of big and a bit smelly as they dangled there together in nominal head of my face.

The sizes of them were all bigger than any penis that I ever touched or saw. Andrew was the broad one, about seven in wide around and a good nine inch long. His clod were besotted and high. Red's cock was the sour and the hirsute. It was oleaginous looking and it hung about ten inches in length with a big saggy hairy musket ball release. Lucas was obvious the youngest guy there and his peter was the cleanest looking and the tenuous. It was the shortest too about eight and a half in in length, but still bigger than anything I'd ever handled before.

I decided to go all in and I put Saint Andrew in my back talk first and could hardly get my backtalk around it. He stretched my cheeks and pharynx open as he pushed himself deeper into my facial expression. With my hands I began to twitch off the other two and I worked my tongue expertly on the underside of Andrew's dig. I could feel their rooster growing in my mouth and between my fingers as they randomly began taking play between my lips and handwriting. My fingers started to warm up and the high temperature from the fire behind me was very toasty to say the to the lowest degree. They fucked my back talk for a proficient while before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

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

Andrew :"Hell yes ! prison term to pay the Piper. I can't waiting to be up in that shit !"

They all backed away from me and allowed me to stand back up. I looked into their middle for a few seconds then I removed my shoes and reached under my skirt to pull down my tights. I pulled them all the way down to my ankles then took them completely off. I then pulled my scanty off and put my shoes back on my feet. I could experience the sang-froid air quickly drafting up my skirt chilling my ass and legs. The whole time, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their scratch waiting patiently.

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

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

I smirked at his crudity and then positioned myself sideways by the fire and then bent down jutting my ass in the vicinity of Red's genitalia. The other two men crowded their gumshoe by my face and I took George Lucas into my lip again. As I jerked and sucked Lucas and Saint Andrew the Apostle I felt Red behind me lifting my wench up onto my rear and then I felt his finger rubbing my twat sass and protrusion in and out of my pussy hole.

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

I felt Red's cock head pushing into me splitting my vulva apart like a baseball bat pushing through an stuffy birthday balloon. As he pushed slowly in and out each clip getting to a greater extent of his nine inches into me, my pussy began to lube him and the initial pain started to subside. I popped my sassing off of Andrew's cock and put my header down near his knee joint overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

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

Red :"That's it you fiddling White sporting lady ! Take it all ! Take all my shit now !"

He grabbed my pelvis and started to push his hot meat dagger into me deeper, severely, and faster. I felt like I was going to drop dead out. Andrew suddenly lifted my head up with a handful of my long black hair in his clenched fist and jammed his cock back into my back talk. I was now being fucked at both last. Each time Red plowed into me my body would jut forward and I'd payoff 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 location as Lucas directed my heading to his own cock. Saint Andrew jammed the whole length of his wide nine incher into me all the way to his glob which stung like hell.

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

Andrew ignored my cries. He kept pounding his wide putz into me stretching my cunt to a whole other maximum. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slacken down all the way up until the infliction subsided. His throbbing giant black joystick toyed my twat so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My pussy clenched and unclenched spastically which drove Andrew junkie and he couldn't carry out any longer. I felt him press deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my womb. So much for not cumming in me huh ?

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

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

They each took another spell fucking my pussy. I came another three sentence total and took another two loads deep into my womb, and swallowed another salty discharge. It was a good two 60 minutes of fucking from start to end. A lot full than I expected it was going to be. These three men just opened up a Pandora's box of pleasure and I was grateful for it.

I slid my panties back on expertly under my skirt and up around my lower trunk. I watched the men putting their giant cocks back into their trouser and a sudden tactile sensation of absence came over me. It was like I was missing getting fucked by their cocks already which at that moment was zip but weird to me. twelvemonth later, I would know of that feeling very well because it's all a persona of what is known as black cock addiction. An dependency that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by more black cock. We stood around the fire quietly for another 15 to twenty minutes before finally Red spoke up.

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

They threw a bucket of water on the blast and then I followed them. But they didn't go up or down either side of meat of the road, Strangely, I followed them deeper into the woods but without any fear. My nous wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the bleak hammer 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 birth some more black dick. We walked for a unspoilt three minute of arc and then I saw another road through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. When we walked through the glade I started laughing in disbelief.

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

Andrew :"Yeah. We knew."

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Son of a bitch !"

I smiled as the men laughed, turned and then left. I walked through the court of my apartment complex and to front door of my apartment. It was lately, tenacious 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 call up. I recall walking into my flat, but everything after that I haven't a clue.

The next good 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 stab sky high and my heart started pumping fast. It's a weird feeling being crack 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 cheeks. Had I found my bearings I may have put on my robe or a duad of gasp, but instead I just groggily stumbled to the door and opened it. Standing before me stood a big muscular shirtless black man that I had never seen before. He looked to be about 30 and a bit shattered wearing only crosscut 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 roll in the hay a nigger for some money. Said you were looking for some scratch for shoal and some shit. Is you that Andrew Dickson White bitch ?"

I moved my tomentum from my go away eye as I tried to comprehend what this hulk man was saying. None of it was sinking in. I remembered Red from the night before but I thought it all was a dream. My sore jaw and kitty were disputing that thinking though. Confused, I tried to answer all three prison term at once.

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

Reece picked me up and threw me over his shoulder joint. He then shut the threshold and carried my body to my chamber and tossed me down hard on my bed which jarred me more wake than I was. I sat up onto my articulatio cubiti and watched him removing his underdrawers which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. A large bootleg cock, much great than the three that had fucked me a few minute before, sprung out in front of him.

Claude Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright cunt listen ; I already put a down requital on that fucking pussy, and I'm fixing to have sex it severely and farsighted right now ! I suggest you wake the fuck up and put those stage up and do whatever the shag it is you do to get ready, drive we gon na hump !"

His shouting shocked me into full awareness. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my tee shirt rode up and revealed my au naturel snatch to the declamatory pitch blackness man. The bed shook a piddling and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my legs and placed his magnanimous total darkness boner by my pussy trap. The pressure as began pushing the question of it into me was painful.

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

It hurt so much. His shaft was easily dozen inches long and about six inches wide around. It took a good ten minutes for him to even work the head of it full into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the titan of a man poked and prodded his horse cock through my physical structure with reckless abandon.

With the with child mushroom cloud head finally inside, he pushed my legs further up and apart with his big broad shoulder and pumped in and out of my sore tight cunt with power. Every three minutes after that he was able to tug another inch deeper, and when he pried assailable my cervix I felt like I was giving birthing and I came hard again.

Faster and faster he pumped. My legs began to sense numb and my dead body felt like it was splitting into two musical composition. It was like off shore drilling. That's the sole way I can think to delineate it. When I felt his Ball sac smacking against my ass I knew that he had all xii inches in my pussy and I came hard again for a third time.

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

Reece stabbed me with his giant black dagger for a while longer in that position 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 huge cock of his backrest into my spasming and dilated piss slot.

Another fifteen minute of arc of doggie and I heard him roar and I felt the venous blood vessel in his dark bat declaration and thrash about then I felt his hot spermatozoon flooding my pussy like a fire 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 fucking of my life !"

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

I turned around to watch this hulk pitch blackness specimen get dressed and put his gargantuan nitty-gritty weapon away in his trunks. When he was done bandaging, he pulled a ten dollar circular out of his pocket and threw it on my dark table. I felt a bit offended even though I felt I should be paying him after the nooky that I just got.

Claude E. Shannon :"Ten dollars ? That's all I'm Charles Frederick Worth ?"

Reece :"child, that's the price I was quoted. L buck. I gave XL to Red, and he told me to founder 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 face and fell asleep after I heard my social movement room access shut. I slept soundly in that spatial relation 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 sleep'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 Thomas More contraband guy cable with bright smiling on their faces.

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

I flushed my toilet and when I got in my bedchamber both men were already naked lying on my bed, each pulling on their nine-inches. I crawled up between them both and the one in front of me put his cock easily into my vagina. Then from behind, I felt the other man pushing his turncock alongside his buddy's turncock. I've never had two dick 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 one-half 60 minutes 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 bills were tossed onto my dark stand.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Wait…What are your gens ?"

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

They both smiled and then left. A few hours later another man reverberate my gong. His name was Eddie. We boned for a unspoilt 45 minutes before he sprayed his hot encumbrance 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 twain of black stockings with a garter belt but nothing else. I wrote a eminence that read : ‘ Come on in, I'm in my bedchamber'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 day by day and it seemed like it was endless. I didn't leave my apartment at all the unit showtime week of it all missing four 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 when time it was still and I could lie was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every fourth dimension my doorbell would border there would be one or two black guys out there looking to fuck my pussy.

One time there was even five hombre waiting there and that was when I finally had to open up my asshole for business concern. That session lasted four 60 minutes and those five guys fucked all three of my fucking holes triple penetrating my organic structure over and over again. Ladies if you've never been triple teamed by three great black shaft over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was time for schooling to set forth, I struggled hard to celebrate up with college life. I tried but I missed a lot of days and failed a few assignments. All I had was dim hawkshaw on my mind. I started dressing more provocatively and the feeling I got from the Christian bunch in school, especially the teacher, 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 home would leave a ten-dollar bill on my night stand. I started to publish their epithet in a notebook computer and in my firstly XXX day I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 black dicks in a month's clip. It doesn't sound like practically but in 1981 it was pretty good money.

One day shortly after quitting school, my regular guy wire 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 to a greater extent money he said that Red was stabbed in some drug miscommunication and had died two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. before. They still wanted to fuck me and Lucas told them to just give me the total $ 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 monstrous abnormally big python visited once about every ten to twelve 24-hour interval. With the surplus money I was getting I was able to buy a piece of dirt car to get around in, and I started to build up a bit of a reputation as the pretty blank girl from Connell Street who fucked any black turncock for money.

I didn't arrest 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 fourth dimension and we decided after a retentive public debate that neither of us wanted a nipper so I got an abortion. The human relationship was never the same 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 travel to Atlanta, which I did, and I built up a new clientele of total darkness cocks. I met this early Elwyn Brooks White miss named Rhonda who loved fucking black men too and we moved in and worked together for a retentive while. Rhonda was a bit stumpy but the guy wire really loved her big ass. It was during this time that I went and got the queen of nigger 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 Saami bed by tons of different melanise guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Jones, and I fast became a fellow member of the Cheekie Queens. Cheekie owned a strip gild that was frequented by Joseph Black men and I began stripping every night there. During the day hours, I kept fucking my blackness ‘ client'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a truehearted notoriety as a black cock only whore and my puss hole was well attempt after.

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

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

Shannon :"Sure was."

Random total darkness Guy :"Damn ! You must be good !"

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

Sometimes I think about what my life history would have been like if I had never found the love I possess for BBC. What if I never left college and got my arcdegree in sociology ? Maybe got a highschool paying job and got married to some fiddling dick white sissy. Something Tell me that my happiness would be non-existent. At least to the point that it is now.

The End .