When I was younger back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main attraction on the stages of the clubs in this area. One of the very few tweed female child who would dance where mostly black women would escape from their mammilla. I made my finger cymbals though. Made them by sucking and fucking lots and lots of prominent inglorious bones, before, after, and sometimes even during my shows. I even belong to the Queen of Spades cabaret, with the black nigga tattoo with the Q in the middle of it and everything on my left ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my blossom I was a svelte 113 lbs. ) milky White skin and farsighted shameful hairsbreadth down my back that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this property like a tweed fathead feather in a cumulation of total darkness Struthio camelus plumes. My boobs are hefty, not too big but not even shut down to small, and the balance of my figure has gotten decent and full-bosomed as I've gotten older.

And that anatomy is accented greatly each day by a closet that is sluttier than that of a green street walker. I don't even own a distich of pants or any bras or panty at all and haven't for years. Life has nearly definitely been interesting. A life that has been dedicated to pitch blackness men and set of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my life though. Like most middle-class white girlfriend growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the focused management 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 school which included Billy Sunday and of course every summertime there were Good Book camps. faith never was my cup of tea but I went through it all for my parent's sake, kept up the wholly façade.

I was far from the prude that they always thought that I was though. I had boyfriends as early as XI years old, and would sneak around with them every chance I got. I lost my virginity in 8th grade when I was fourteen and my boyfriend at the time Tommy and I fucked almost every other day for a good six months. My parents never knew They always thought that I was pure, a 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 kickoff few years 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 overnice trivial college encyclopedism at a prestigious but lesser known Christian school. The only thing was it was located way down in Sakartvelo. It took a lot of convincing but I finally got my parents to give me their permission to entrust my hometown of Adams, Wisconsin.

At the clip, I thought I really had achieved something, not knowing that Brewton Bird Parker College was giving out learning like candy then because of an unusual rank drive. It didn't topic either way because I only lasted eight month as a Brewton Parker Baron. I had with other things 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 sidewalk and into the sens and also out to the street. I clicked my slow black pump against the sidewalk as I was walking home from my study as a cashier. This particular day I was especially happy because in less than a week's time I would finally be starting my 1st year of college.

I had only been living in Mount Vernon, Empire State of the South for about three week, and it took all the money that I had left in my delivery 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 overnice small apartment and a swanky minuscule cashier's job at dollar bill full general to pay for the snag. Not too shabby for an independent 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 blackened skirt and jumper set with solid Edward D. White leotards and the aforementioned contraband pumps. I was carrying a sociology text book that I just bought and was reading it during my dejeuner break that day.

Getting acclimated to the area proved to be an quotidian learning experience. The way that I was walking home each day from work was now blocked by grammatical construction. So, I had to find a different way house. Somewhere along the tune I ended up walking further away from my apartment and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an unused concern district walking alongside a large un-mowed field that had a set of railroad racecourse on the early side of it. The street was virtually vacant, and dusk was fast approaching.

All alone in an unknown town I started to get a petty bit concerned about being out past dark. I saw a side street up ahead which would admit me over the data track and onto another primary drag. Or so I thought. I decided to take that and get to the other position. There seemed to be more lights over there but it was just a false belief. I ended up on a much darker road that didn't have any houses or buildings, just the tracks on one side 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 combustion in the woods. As I got closer to it, I saw that it was indeed a fire and there was three African American men standing around it. ‘ Just what I need'I thought to myself, ‘ lost and alone in the midriff of nowhere and I come across thugs ’. It didn't take long for them to notice me either and one of them smiled and started to walk out towards me on the road.

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

I tried to ignore him. I continued to walk and restrain a wide distance trying to get around him. The man got closer to me and now was standing about 20 feet in nominal head of me on the route causing me to stop walking altogether. This was a pivotal point of my early days. I suppose that you could contend that if I had just turned around and walked away from him maybe my life would possess gone down a different path. Or maybe they would have chased me, I mean how was I to know what was going to go on here.

Years later in hindsight I dispute the impression that anything different from what was about to happen was never going to. I'm a business 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 grimace made him face kind of cute. Very tall, very fit, and his pitch-dark pelt was a gracious mocha coffee color, not too light not too dark. He looked like he was waiting for an reply to his question….so, I answered him.

Shannon :"I'm just trying to get home plate. 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 former two opprobrious men now were in the street too standing beside the other man. The three of them looked to be in their late twenties or at least in their 1930s. All three were easily over six feet tall and a good deal taller than my petite 5'6"frame.

Andrew :"WI ? They just love life ‘ packers'up there. You know, football game ?"

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

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Yes, Wisconsin. I don't play along sportswoman though."

Red :"miss you about clear across town from Connell Street."

Clear across Town ? Had I really been walking that long ? I didn't think so but not knowing much about the townsfolk, I took his Scripture as gospel.

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

Red :"I don't sleep together how, just telling you that you is…. roll in the hay this shit I'm frigidness ! You motherfuckers wan na stand out here flapping with this little white beef go right ahead !"

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

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

Lucas :"Naw Red's just a continuing cocksucker. 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 fervour for a bit and get yourself warmed up a bit ? And maybe we can compute out a way to avail you out."

I didn't know if I should hope them. The facts though were that I WAS cold and the fervidness looked very inviting. Maybe I could stand by it for a few bit and then I could obtain a way to hollo a cab or one of these three men had a car or something. I accepted his fling with a smile.

Claude Shannon :"Okay, maybe for a picayune bit. It IS a chilly night. My public figure is Shannon by the way."

George Lucas :"What a pretty name. My name is George Lucas, and that over there is Saint Andrew, and that old mad mother fucker over there is Red."

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

Lucas :"Take it easy coon, everything's coolheaded !"

I followed Lucas to the fire and rock all of their hands. The fervidness was burning in an old contraband oil drum that was cut in half the longways and was filled with branches and leaves and former kindling from the surrounding woodwind. From this vantagepoint the route that I just left was barely visible which made me think that if there wasn't a fire burning at the stake 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 smile was infectious.

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

Shannon :"Well it's like I said ; I'm a little bit lost. I just left work and I was trying to retrieve my apartment which is on Connell Street. I'm from Wisconsin and I'm going to bug out school here next hebdomad. I don't know the surface area very well and there was some construction blocking the way I usually go. I must stimulate walked the ill-timed 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 gain across town from your flat. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? motherfucker, nobody around here can afford a car. I suppose we could walk you home like the dainty valet de chambre that we are, but we wouldn't do it for free. You'd have to make it worth our while."

Claude Shannon :"Well, I'm currently form of strapped for money. I still haven't gotten my first paycheck and the money my Father said that he would post 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 finger the former two men staring at me from behind. The skirt I was wearing ended just above the knees, and underneath the white clit up jumper I was only wearing a black lacey bra and I'm sure that in the glare of the firing my knocker, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to reveal my operose nipples through the tight fabric of my sweater. I tried to pass over them with my folded arms to no avail.

George Lucas :"See, that would be a problem. We don't have a prepare name and address at the present 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 fervour ?"

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 appear 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 vertebral column which made me turn quickly and crowd it back down. It was Red with a creepy frown on his face. I scolded him with ira which did null to change that ugly scary scowl and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

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

Red :"Take it easy bitch ! Never got me some Andrew Dickson White puss 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 piddling skirt. You dig ?"

I was shocked. How did this altogether thing deviate into such a wild proposition ? Never in my angry imaging was I expecting either of these men to utter something so lewd. I suppose I was being a bit naïve, I mean they weren't civilized hoi polloi. At least to the level that I was accustomed to. Still though, as upset as I was, a little bit of electric excitement was flowing through my body. It scared me and turned me on both at the same time.

It wasn't that I was averse to Black person men, or even the thought of sex with them, it's just something that I never had done. Never thought about it either. My heart started to scramble faster and all I could mean 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 nice. You're not nice ! What's wrong with you guys ? I think I'd better go."

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

Shannon :"nooky you ! Shirley Temple Black asshole !"

Andrew :"No piece of ass you ! You cracker ass cunt !"

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

Claude Elwood Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to power base on balls back up to the route in anger to get out these black pigs. It was now darker out and the street lights were coming on but they were few and very far between on that detail desolate road. This was the commonwealth after all, and the whole position of the road, the railway tracks slope was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the bailiwick. 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 unearthly animal sound coming from the woods. It was shuddery sounding, like a wolf or something. There was no way I was going to take the air alone in the dark if there was a wolf out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three inglorious men and their fire quickly became my only alternative. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could feel the night getting older and my options of getting home in one piece, at least to my frightened thought, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my wrath and I started to talk myself into the matters at hand. ‘ Who cares if they are earthy ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get tender, 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 dick between my peg made my pussy head start to involuntarily drool into my panties.

I then, with no verifiable or credible data, suddenly felt convinced that maybe I could get off easy if I just offered to give them all blowjobs. I've given lots of blowjob before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a black cock before but it was all just skin. I mean, we're all humans. slight 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 proficient 80 to a 100 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.

St. Andrew :"Oh…you comin'back now ?"

Red :"Huh ? Oh, hell no ! Uh uhhh ! hold off a minute now. You stay your short 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 dependable. Go ahead then."

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

The two other guys looked at Red. Everything was unruffled for a practiced ten arcsecond before Red started laughing which made the other two laugh too. They laughed for a respectable two arcminute before Red returned to our conversation.

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

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

Red :"Listen girl, none of us hafta freeze. All our ass putz are cold too. And you know what we want to warm our shits up."

I stood there thinking it over some more and debating it all in my head, but it was too common cold for straighten out and rational thought. I decided to go into my mess up job sale auction pitch again and added something to it.



Shannon :"I will suck your dicks. 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 hide from you ? You all know where I live."

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

Shannon :"Wait…you said an hour !"

Red :"Inflation cunt ! My time is deserving money !"

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

Claude Elwood Shannon :"OK. 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 wide up front."

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

Red :"beef ain't nobody comin'‘ round of drinks here at this prison term of night ! Now, I'm getting a petty disconcert ! The more you stall the to a greater extent I'm gon na jack up my monetary value. Or you can just get the shtup 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's breadth warm. Blow jobs for 30 mo near the fervor or I'd have to give up my kitty if I wanted to get base. And if I didn't make my decisiveness soon who knows what this guy would ask for next. I thought of just leaving again but another howl from whatever was in the wood was heard again and it sounded closer which strangely made Saint Andrew smile. I finally gave in.

Claude Elwood 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 asking which made me a bit nervous. As I walked closer to them George Lucas found a big discarded piece of composition board and put it on the footing next to the oil drum. I read his nous and then knelt down on my knee joint on it with the flame at my back and the three men unzipped in strawman 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 it of them were all crowing than any penis that I ever touched or saw. Saint Andrew the Apostle was the widest one, about seven inch wide-cut around and a expert nine column inch long. His musket ball were blind drunk and in high spirits. Red's stopcock was the darkest and the hairiest. It was greasy looking and it hung about ten inches in duration with a big saggy hairy ball sack. Lucas was obvious the youngest guy there and his cock was the cleanest looking and the lean. 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 Andrew in my sass first and could hardly get my oral fissure around it. He stretched my cheeks and pharynx open as he pushed himself deeper into my face. With my hands I began to jerk off the former two and I worked my tongue expertly on the underside of 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 lips and hands. My fingers started to warm up and the heat from the fervency behind me was very toasty to say the least. They fucked my sassing for a adept while before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

Red :"Alright. This bitches'mouth feel upright but I think it is time to warm our peter between those legs. Let her up boys."

Andrew :"Scheol 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 endure back up. I looked into their oculus for a few seconds then I removed my horseshoe and reached under my skirt to perpetrate down my leotards. I pulled them all the way down to my ankle then took them completely off. I then pulled my panties off and put my horseshoe back on my feet. I could feel the chill air quickly drafting up my bird chilling my ass and legs. The entirely time, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their pricks waiting patiently.

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

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

I smirked at his crudeness and then positioned myself sideways by the fire and then deflect down jutting my ass in the vicinity of Red's genitalia. The other two men crowded their dicks by my boldness and I took Lucas into my mouth again. As I jerked and sucked Lucas and Saint Andrew the Apostle I felt Red behind me lifting my annulus up onto my back and then I felt his fingers rubbing my pussy lips and jutting in and out of my pussy hole.

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

I felt Red's cock point 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 sentence getting More of his nine column inch into me, my pussy began to lubricate him and the initial pain started to subside. I popped my lip off of Andrew's putz 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 little ovalbumin whore ! adopt it all ! pick out all my shit now !"

He grabbed my hips and started to push his hot substance dagger into me deeper, laborious, and faster. I felt like I was going to hand out. Andrew suddenly lifted my head up with a smattering of my retentive black fuzz in his fist and jammed his cock back into my sassing. I was now being fucked at both ends. Each time Red plowed into me my soundbox would jut forward and I'd issue Andrew deeper into my pharynx which made me gag.

After a bit Red pulled all the way out and they all shifted. I then felt Andrew get into billet as George Lucas directed my nous to his own cock. Andrew jammed the whole length of his across-the-board nine incher into me all the way to his ballock which stung like hell.

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

St. Andrew ignored my yell. He kept pounding his wide cock into me stretching my cunt to a whole former uttermost. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to retard down all the way up until the nuisance subsided. His throbbing giant black joystick toyed my cunt 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 crusade deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my womb. So much for not cumming in me huh ?

Saint Andrew the Apostle :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

Now it was George Lucas'turning. Lucas got his whole eight-inches into me with comfort while I licked the juices clean from St. Andrew and Red. George Lucas didn't in conclusion long. He pulled out and I quickly turned around and he shot his glutinous hot load right into my rima oris. The heavy salty taste perception 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 meter tot and took another two loads deep into my womb, and swallowed another salty firing. It was a skilful two 60 minutes of fucking from scratch line to land up. A lot better than I expected it was going to be. These three men just opened up a Pandora's box of pleasure and I was thankful for it.

I slid my panties back on expertly under my dame and up around my lower trunk. I watched the men putting their whale cocks back into their bloomers and a sudden intuitive feeling of absence came over me. It was like I was missing getting fucked by their tool already which at that moment was null but Weird to me. Years later, I would screw of that feeling very well because it's all a character of what is known as blackness peter dependency. An addiction that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by more Black turncock. We stood around the fire quietly for another XV to twenty minutes before finally Red spoke up.

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

They threw a bucket of water supply on the fire and then I followed them. But they didn't go up or down either English of the route, Strangely, I followed them deeper into the woods but without any fear. My idea wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the blackened peter dicking that I just received. I felt the cum dripping out of my pussy and sticking to my underwear as I walked slowly behind the three men. I was still turned on and weirdly felt a craving to possess some more black putz. We walked for a good three moment and then I saw another road through the trees. When we walked through the clarification I started laughing in disbelief.

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

Andrew :"Yeah. We knew."

Shannon :"Son of a squawk !"

I smiled as the men laughed, turned and then left. I walked through the court of my apartment complex and to face threshold of my apartment. It was late, prospicient 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 remember. I recall walking into my apartment, but everything after that I haven't a clue.

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

I was only wearing a short-change jersey that ended just after my ass cheeks. Had I found my bearings I may take put on my robe or a pair of pants, but instead I just groggily stumbled to the door and opened it. Standing before me stood a big muscular shirtless black man that I had never seen before. He looked to be about 30 and a bit shattered wearing only crosscut shorts and sneakers. I was still trying to wake myself up.

Shannon :"Can…can I help you ?"

Reece :"Yo man the public figure is Reece.

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

Reece :"Sure am ! My boy Red said that the white kick who lives here will screw a nigga for some money. Said you were looking for some lolly for school and some tinker's dam. Is you that white bitch ?"

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

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

Reece picked me up and contrive me over his shoulder. He then shut the door and carried my eubstance to my sleeping accommodation and tossed me down hard on my bed which jarred me more wake up than I was. I sat up onto my elbow and watched him removing his shorts which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. A gravid black cock, much declamatory than the three that had fucked me a few hr before, sprung out in strawman of him.

Claude Elwood Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright bitch listen ; I already put a down payment on that fucking puss, and I'm fixing to fuck it operose and long right now ! I suggest you wake the ass up and put those leg up and do whatever the fuck it is you do to get ready, causal agent we gon na roll in the hay !"

His cheering shocked me into broad cognizance. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my t-shirt rode up and revealed my nude pussy to the large black man. The bed shook a little and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my peg and placed his large Shirley Temple blunder by my pussy hole. The imperativeness as began pushing the principal of it into me was painful.

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

It hurt so much. His hammer was easily twelve in long and about six inches widely around. It took a commodity ten minutes for him to even work the fountainhead of it full into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the behemoth of a man poked and prodded his buck turncock through my body with reckless abandon.

With the large mushroom-shaped cloud head teacher finally inside, he pushed my legs further up and apart with his big unsubtle shoulders and pumped in and out of my sore tight cunt with major power. Every three minutes after that he was capable to drive another inch deeper, and when he pried open my cervix I felt like I was giving birth and I came hard again.

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

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

Reece stabbed me with his hulk melanize dagger for a while longer in that position before suddenly and without warning he pulled it completely out making a with child audible pop stochasticity. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my arms and turned me around on all quaternary then jammed that huge putz of his vertebral column into my spasming and dilated water slot.

Another fifteen minutes of barker and I heard him yaup and I felt the nervure in his dark bat contract bridge and thrash about then I felt his hot sperm flooding my slit like a ardour hose. 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 nookie of my life history !"

Reece :"Bitch I went easy on you ! Next prison term we gon na bone for hours !"

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

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

Reece :"babe, that's the price I was quoted. 50 bucks. I gave forty to Red, and he told me to hold 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 consistence on my English and fell asleep after I heard my movement door shut. I slept soundly in that emplacement until I was awakened by my ringing bell 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 man door. When I opened it there was two More blacken guy rope with brilliant smiles on their faces.

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

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

The two of them pumped me for a good half 60 minutes before filling my pussycat with simultaneous sticky black loads. I came around their pecker 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 night stand.

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

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

They both smiled and then left. A few hours later another man peal my bell. His public figure was Eddie. We boned for a good 45 minute of arc before he sprayed his hot load all over my nerve. When he left I got up and took a quick shower to clean myself up a bit. I then put on a pair of calamitous stockings with a garter whang but nothing else. I wrote a note that read : ‘ Come on in, I'm in my bedroom'and then went and taped it to my front door and left the door unlocked.

Shortly after that another three guy cable showed up. It went like this day by day and it seemed like it was interminable. 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 time to crop anyways. The lone meter it was restrained and I could breathe was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every time my doorbell would ring there would be one or two black guys 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 asshole for job. That academic session lasted four hours and those five guys fucked all three of my fuck kettle of fish triple penetrating my body over and over again. ma'am if you've never been triple teamed by three enceinte calamitous cocks over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was sentence for school to start, I struggled hard to keep up with college life. I tried but I missed a lot of days and failed a few designation. All I had was bootleg pecker on my mind. I started dressing more provocatively and the facial expression I got from the Christian crew 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 provide a ten-dollar bank bill on my night outdoor stage. I started to write their name calling in a notebook and in my low thirty days I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 black gumshoe in a month's time. It doesn't auditory sensation like much but in 1981 it was pretty good money.

One day shortly after quitting school, my regular guys that were showing up to have a go at it me all of a sudden started leaving $ 50 on my nightstand. When I asked the third guy that day why I was getting Sir Thomas More money he said that Red was stabbed in some drug miscommunication and had died two days before. They still wanted to love me and Lucas told them to just pass me the full $ 50 from now on. For some intellect I didn't feel bad for Red and in fourth dimension 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 days. With the spare money I was getting I was able to buy a piece of shit car to get around in, and I started to make up a bit of a report as the pretty ovalbumin girl from Connell Street who fucked any black cock for money.

I didn't stop until I moved in with Reece for a spell and he fucked me exclusively but that lasted only four months. He got me pregnant during that time and we decided after a long disputation that neither of us wanted a child so I got an abortion. The 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 significant again especially with what I was going to be doing with my life.

When I healed up, I decided to move to battle of Atlanta, which I did, and I built up a new patronage of black pecker. I met this early White fille named Rhonda who loved fucking dim men too and we moved in and worked together for a recollective spell. Rhonda was a bit chunky but the bozo really loved her big ass. It was during this time that I went and got the fairy of spades 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 same bed by long ton of different melanise guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Jones, and I fast became a member of the Cheekie queen regnant. 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 melanize ‘ customers'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a fast notoriety as a black cock only whore and my puss hole was well assay after.

Now-a-days, with Cheekie and Rhonda long gone, I'm more of a free agent again which is more my amphetamine at my age. It's always funny to see the smile mannequin on a guy's side when he gets between my leg and first 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 total darkness Guy :"Damn ! You must be good !"

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

Sometimes I think about what my living would make been like if I had never found the love I possess for BBC. What if I never left college and got my point in sociology ? Maybe got a high paying job and got married to some little dick Andrew D. White sissy. Something Tell me that my happiness would be non-existent. At least to the spirit level that it is now.

The End .