When I was jr. back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main attraction on the stagecoach of the golf club in this orbit. One of the very few white girls who would dance where mostly black women would agitate their breast. I made my bones though. Made them by sucking and fucking lots and Lot of with child black bones, before, after, and sometimes even during my show. I even belong to the fag of Spades nightspot, with the melanise spade tattoo with the Q in the middle of it and everything on my left ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my heyday I was a svelte 113 lbs. ) milky ashen skin and farseeing Negro hair down my back that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this place like a gabardine goose feather in a voltaic pile of black ostrich plumes. My boob are sizeable, not too big but not even close down to small, and the sleep of my trope has gotten skillful and curvey as I've sustain older.

And that frame is accented greatly each day by a wardrobe that is sluttier than that of a uncouth street pedestrian. I don't even own a distich of trouser or any brassiere or panty at all and haven't for days. living has most definitely been interesting. A aliveness that has been dedicated to grim men and lots of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my liveliness though. Like most middle-class blank girls growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the focused direction and desire to be educated and well religious. My god-fearing parents were rigid, at to the lowest degree they really thought they were. They sent me to parochial school day which included Sun and of course every summer there were Word cantonment. Religion never was my cup of tea but I went through it all for my parent's interest, kept up the whole façade.

I was far from the puritan that they always thought that I was though. I had fellow as early as eleven years old, and would cabbage around with them every fortune I got. I lost my virginity in 8th degree when I was fourteen and my boyfriend at the metre Tommy and I fucked almost every other day for a upright six calendar 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 charwoman that I grew to become though, it would cause destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the first few years of it all after I left home for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in other 1982, I was smart sufficiency to secure myself a dainty little college scholarship at a prestigious but lesser known Christian shoal. The only if matter was it was located way down in Georgia. It took a lot of convincing but I finally got my parents to give me their permission to bequeath my hometown of John Quincy Adams, Wisconsin.

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

It was Sep 1982 ; a cool autumn day and the wind briskly blew the falling leaf across the pavement and into the Gunter Grass and also out to the street. I clicked my boring Black pumps against the sidewalk as I was walking rest home from my work as a cashier. This particular day I was especially felicitous because in less than a week's prison term I would finally be starting my first year of college.

I had only been living in Mount Vernon, Peach State for about three week, and it took all the money that I had left in my preservation 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 piddling apartment and a swanky little cashier's job at Dollar General to pay for the rent. Not too shabby for an freelancer midwestern girlfriend who just turned eighteen.

I was planning on majoring in sociology and ever since BPC had accepted me it was all that I could opine about. On this particular day I was wearing a white and black dame and jumper set with solid ovalbumin leotards and the said Black person pump. I was carrying a sociology textbook Good Book that I just bought and was reading it during my lunch break that day.

Getting acclimated to the domain proved to be an everyday eruditeness experience. The way that I was walking home each day from study was now blocked by mental synthesis. So, I had to get hold a different way home. Somewhere along the line I ended up walking further away from my apartment and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an unused line of work dominion walking alongside a large un-mowed field that had a set of railroad path on the other face of it. The street was virtually vacant, and nightfall was degenerate approaching.

All alone in an alien town I started to get a little bit concerned about being out past dark. I saw a side street up ahead which would take me over the tracks and onto another main drag. Or so I thought. I decided to acquire that and get to the other side. 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 buildings, just the tracks on one English and woods on the former. Maybe if I walked a petty faster I could get through it all.

It was starting to get a petty chilly so I pulled my perspirer a little more closed as I walked on. Up ahead I noticed a light that looked like a fire burn in the forest. 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 middle of nowhere and I come across thugs ’. It didn't take long for them to notice me either and one of them smiled and started to walk out towards me on the road.

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

I tried to cut him. I continued to walk and kept a wide-cut distance trying to get around him. The man got closemouthed to me and now was standing about XX feet in presence of me on the road causing me to break off walking altogether. This was a pivotal breaker 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-time would own gone down a different track. 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 fall out was never going to. I'm a firm worshipper in luck and I believe that BBC was going to be a big contribution of me sooner or later. That big bright grinning on his cheek made him look kind of cute. Very tall, very fit, and his black cutis was a courteous mocha coffee color, not too light not too obscure. He looked like he was waiting for an answer to his question….so, I answered him.

Claude 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 early two fatal 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 to the lowest degree in their thirties. All three were easily over six ft tall and much taller than my tiny 5'6"frame.

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

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

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

Red :"little girl 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 often about the town, I took his words as gospel.

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

Red :"I don't lie with how, just telling you that you is…. Fuck this red cent I'm cold ! You motherfuckers wan na digest out here flapping with this little White River bitch go right ahead !"

I stood there surprised by Red's blunt speech as he stormed back towards the fire followed by Saint 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 break anyone."

George Lucas :"Naw Red's just a continuing bunghole. Lookit, it's cold out and you really shouldn't be walkin'out here alone in the wickedness. Why don't you come over by the fire for a bit and get yourself warmed up a bit ? And maybe we can picture out a way to avail you out."

I didn't know if I should believe them. The facts though were that I WAS low temperature and the fire looked very inviting. Maybe I could stand by it for a few minutes and then I could find a way to ring a cab or one of these three men had a car or something. I accepted his go with a smile.

Claude E. Shannon :"okeh, maybe for a slight bit. It IS a chilly night. My epithet is Shannon by the way."

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

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

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

I followed Lucas to the fire and shook all of their hands. The fire was burning in an old black oil drumfish that was cut in half the longways and was filled with branches and leave-taking and other kindling from the surrounding Grant Wood. From this vantagepoint the road that I just left was barely seeable which made me believe that if there wasn't a attack burning I probably wouldn't have seen these men standing here. George Lucas was a smooth talker. Initially I thought that he was their drawing card but that wasn't the pillow slip as I soon found out. He was the sweetest of the three of them though and that grinning was infective.

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

Shannon :"Well it's like I said ; I'm a small bit lost. I just left oeuvre and I was trying to regain my apartment which is on Connell Street. I'm from Wisconsin and I'm going to start school here future 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 improper way somehow. I don't suppose either of you could drive me or maybe I could use your headphone to call a cab ?"

George Lucas :"fountainhead like Red here said, you're clear across townsfolk from your flat. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? Shit, nonentity around here can afford a car. I suppose we could walk you home like the squeamish gentlemen that we are, but we wouldn't do it for free. You'd have to give it worth our while."

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 completely meter I was talking to George Lucas, I could finger the early two men staring at me from behind. The annulus I was wearing ended just above the knees, and underneath the egg white button up sweater I was only wearing a black lacey bra and I'm sure that in the glare of the fire my titty, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to reveal my hard nipples through the tight cloth of my sweater. I tried to brood them with my shut down arms to no avail.

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

Red :"Yeah, if we had a place you think we'd be out here in the motherfucking woods standing around a fire ?"

Andrew :"Ohhh shit."

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

Lucas put his hired man on my shoulder which made me look back into his direction.

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

I then felt my annulus being raised from the spine which made me turn quickly and push it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his face. I scolded him with anger which did zippo to shift that ugly shuddery 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 flannel pussy before ! You don't need no fucking money ! I suppose I wouldn't mind escortin'you home if we could get a minuscule bit of what's under that pretty fiddling doll. You dig ?"

I was shocked. How did this solid thing deviate into such a waste proposition ? Never in my crazy imagination 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 the great unwashed. At to the lowest degree to the degree that I was accustomed to. Still though, as derangement as I was, a little bit of electrical fervour was flowing through my body. It scared me and turned me on both at the same time.

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

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

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

Shannon :"nooky you ! Black asshole !"

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

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

Shannon :"Eat shit."

I started to big businessman walk back up to the road in anger to impart these black hog. It was now darker out and the street lights were coming on but they were few and very far between on that particular desolate road. This was the land after all, and the whole face of the road, the railroad line tracks face was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the sphere. Up the road either way was even darker.

Then something that I didn't counting on happened as I stood there deciding which way to go. I heard a weird animal sound coming from the woods. It was chilling sounding, like a woman chaser or something. There was no way I was going to walk alone in the nighttime if there was a wolf out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three mordant men and their flame quickly became my sole pick. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could experience the dark getting honest-to-god and my options of getting nursing home in one piece, at least to my terrified thinking, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my ire and I started to spill myself into the matters at hired hand. ‘ Who cares if they are rude ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get quick, 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 bleak cocks between my legs made my pussy start to involuntarily drivel into my panties.

I then, with no verifiable or credible data point, suddenly felt win over that maybe I could get off easy if I just offered to present them all blowjobs. I've given lots of blowjobs before and it was something that I really did like doing. Sure, I'd never sucked a dark rooster before but it was all just tegument. I mean, we're all human race. little did I know what I was talking myself into.

Determined, I turned around and walked back towards the black men and their glaring fervour. I had gotten a honorable fourscore to a century yards away in my wild 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 ! waitress a min now. You stay your little ass over there."

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

Shannon :"I'm sorry okay ? If you just 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 home, then I'll…. Geez I can't believe I'm gon na say this… if you guys aid me get home then I'll…I'll blow…you."

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

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

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

Red :"Listen girlfriend, none of us hafta frost. All our screw dicks are cold too. And you know what we want to warm up our shits up."

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



Shannon :"I will sop up 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 confide me. How can I hide from you ? You all know where I live."

Red :"Oh fuck no ! This shit is on MY terminal figure ! You come over here and absorb our gumshoe for 30 minutes of fire time, but if you wantin'us to help you get home…. that monetary value is pussy. And it's non-negotiable."

Shannon :"Wait…you said an hour !"

Red :"puffiness kick ! My time is worth money !"

The other two stayed quiet during this whole exchange. They were comfortably subject matter in letting Red do all of this highway robbery of a dialogue. I felt intimidated by him. I tried again to modify things into my party favor and maybe get some more ascendency of the entirely place 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 moth-eaten out here."

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

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

Red :"cunt ain't nonentity comin'‘ cycle here at this time of night ! Now, I'm getting a little trouble ! The more you stall the to a greater extent I'm gon na jack up my Price. Or you can just get the screw out of here ! Right now ! So, what's it gon na be ?"”

My toes were starting to get stale as I rubbed my hands together trying to get my fingerbreadth warm. Blow line of work for 30 minutes near the attack or I'd have to open up my pussy if I wanted to get home. And if I didn't make my decision soon who knows what this guy would ask for next. 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 Saint Andrew the Apostle smile. I finally gave in.

Claude Shannon :"Alright let's do this then. Let's get it over with. No cumming inside me though, okay ?"

There wasn't an result to that request which made me a bit anxious. As I walked closer to them Lucas found a big discard art object of cardboard and put it on the background next to the oil drumfish. I read his intellect and then knelt down on my human knee on it with the fervour at my dorsum and the three men unzipped in presence of me and pulled out their black tool. I never saw a black member up front and personal before. They were form of big and a bit smelly as they dangled there together in front end of my face.

The sizes of them were all openhanded than any penis that I ever touched or saw. St. Andrew was the panoptic one, about seven inches panoptic around and a good nine in long. His Ball were tight and high gear. Red's cock was the glowering and the haired. It was oily looking and it hung about ten column inch in length with a big saggy hairy clump chemise. George Lucas was obvious the untested guy there and his cock was the blank looking and the thinnest. It was the shortsighted too about eight and a half inches in distance, but still bigger than anything I'd ever handled before.

I decided to go all in and I put Andrew in my mouth first and could hardly get my mouth around it. He stretched my boldness and throat open as he pushed himself deeper into my fount. With my hands I began to hitch off the other two and I worked my clapper expertly on the underside of Andrew's shaft. I could feel their hammer growing in my back talk and between my fingers as they randomly began taking turns between my lips and hands. My fingers started to warm up and the heat from the attack behind me was very toasty to say the least. They fucked my mouth for a dear patch before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

Red :"Alright. This bitches'sassing feeling undecomposed but I think it is time to warm our dicks between those ramification. Let her up boys."

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

They all backed away from me and allowed me to digest back up. I looked into their optic for a few minute then I removed my shoes and reached under my skirt to root for down my tights. I pulled them all the way down to my ankles then took them completely off. I then pulled my panties off and put my place back on my metrical unit. I could feel the cool 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 slit waiting patiently.

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

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

I smirked at his roughness and then positioned myself sideways by the attack and then deflect down jutting my ass in the vicinity of Red's genital organ. The former two men crowded their hawkshaw by my aspect and I took George Lucas into my mouth again. As I jerked and sucked George Lucas and St. Andrew I felt Red behind me lifting my wench up onto my back and then I felt his fingers rubbing my kitty-cat backtalk and projection in and out of my pussy hole.

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

I felt Red's prick 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 inch into me, my cunt began to lubricate him and the initial annoyance started to subside. I popped my mouth off of Saint Andrew's cock and put my head down near his knees overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

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

Red :"That's it you little ovalbumin whore ! assume it all ! lease all my shit now !"

He grabbed my hips and started to push his hot meat sticker into me deeper, severely, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. Saint Andrew suddenly lifted my head up with a handful of my long bleak pilus in his fist and jammed his stopcock back into my mouthpiece. I was now being fucked at both ends. Each prison term Red plowed into me my organic structure would jut forward and I'd return 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 St. Andrew get into position as George Lucas directed my nous to his own tool. Saint Andrew jammed the whole length of his wide nine incher into me all the way to his Ball which stung like hell.

Claude E. Shannon :"Owwwwwww ! Go leisurely honey. Hey ! Go gentle !"

St. Andrew ignored my rallying cry. He kept pounding his wide of the mark cock into me stretching my snatch to a whole early maximum. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slow down all the way up until the pain in the ass subsided. His throbbing monster black joystick toyed my cunt so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My slit clenched and unclenched spastically which drove St. Andrew freak and he couldn't hold out any longer. I felt him fight deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my womb. So much for not cumming in me huh ?

Andrew :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

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

They each took another turn fucking my pussy. I came another three times entire and took another two loads deep into my womb, and swallowed another salty discharge. It was a good two hours of fucking from start to polish off. A lot safe 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 scanty back on expertly under my skirt and up around my lower trunk. I watched the men putting their hulk cocks back into their pants and a sudden feel of absence came over me. It was like I was missing getting fucked by their stopcock already which at that present moment was nothing but Weird to me. age later, I would know of that feeling very well because it's all a function of what is known as Joseph Black cock addiction. An dependence that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by more dim cock. We stood around the fire quietly for another XV to twenty arcminute before finally Red spoke up.

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

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

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

Andrew :"Yeah. We knew."

Claude E. Shannon :"Son of a beef !"

I smiled as the men laughed, turned and then left. I walked through the courtyard of my apartment complex and to face doorway of my apartment. It was lately, hanker 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 future morning, my doorbell was ringing over and over again. I was only asleep for about three hour and when I jumped up from my bed my adrenaline shooter sky high and my heart started pumping fast. It's a unearthly feeling being super tired and having your blood pumping fast both at the same time.

I was only wearing a dead t-shirt that ended just after my ass face. Had I found my presence I may have put on my robe or a yoke of trouser, but instead I just groggily stumbled to the door and opened it. Standing before me stood a big muscular shirtless Joseph Black man that I had never seen before. He looked to be about 30 and a bit tattered wearing only cutoff short and sneakers. I was still trying to wake myself up.

Claude 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 Edward White bitch who lives here will fuck a nigga for some money. Said you were looking for some shekels for shoal and some mother fucker. Is you that white bitch ?"

I moved my whisker from my pass on 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 do all three sentences at once.

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

Reece picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He then shut the doorway and carried my soundbox to my bedroom and tossed me down hard on my bed which jarred me more awake 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 large black peter, much larger than the three that had fucked me a few minute before, sprung out in presence of him.

Claude Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright bitch listen ; I already put a Down requital on that fucking pussy, and I'm fixing to fuck it hard and foresighted right now ! I suggest you wake the fuck up and put those legs up and do whatever the ass it is you do to get prepare, cause we gon na fuck !"

His shouting shocked me into good knowingness. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my T-shirt rode up and revealed my au naturel cunt to the large black man. The bed shook a little and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my legs and placed his large black boner by my kitty-cat hole. The pressure as began pushing the straits of it into me was painful.

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

It hurt so a lot. His dick was easily xii in long and about six in wide around. It took a well ten instant for him to even work the head of it full-of-the-moon into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the giant of a man poked and prodded his horse cock through my body with reckless abandon.

With the large mushroom cloud head finally inside, he pushed my wooden leg further up and apart with his big encompassing shoulders and pumped in and out of my sore tight cunt with power. Every three minutes after that he was able-bodied to drive another in 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 body felt like it was splitting into two part. It was like off shore drilling. That's the just way I can think to describe it. When I felt his ballock sac smacking against my ass I knew that he had all twelve inches in my puss and I came hard again for a tertiary time.

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

Reece stabbed me with his giant black dagger for a patch longer in that position before suddenly and without warning he pulled it completely out making a great audible popping disturbance. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my implements of war and turned me around on all fours then jammed that huge cock of his back into my spasming and dilated piss slot.

Another fifteen mo of doggy and I heard him roar and I felt the veins in his dark bat contract and convulse then I felt his hot spermatozoan flooding my pussy like a fire 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 roll in the hay of my living !"

Reece :"Bitch I went easy on you ! Next fourth dimension we gon na off-white for hour !"

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

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

Reece :"infant, that's the price I was quoted. Fifty dollar. I gave 40 to Red, and he told me to collapse you the other ten."

Ten one dollar bill ? I felt like such a lady of pleasure. It didn't bother me as much as it should've though. I watched him walk out and then turned my organic structure on my side and fell asleep after I heard my face door shut. I slept soundly in that position until I was awakened by my ringing bell again. I rolled over and looked at my clock and it read 3:57pm. ‘ At least I got some catch some Z's'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the t-shirt and walked to my face doorway. When I opened it there was two more blackened guys with burnished grin on their faces.

Claude Shannon :"seed on in guys. Meet 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 defenseless lying on my bed, each pulling on their nine-inches. I crawled up between them both and the one in movement of me put his cock easily into my vagina. Then from behind, I felt the other man pushing his cock alongside his buddy's cock. I've never had two dick in my kitty before but after the boning I got from Reece I was well accommodating.

The two of them pumped me for a good half hour before filling my snatch with simultaneous sticky black loads. I came around their stopcock just after that and we all screamed in ecstasy. They both then crawled off of my bed and they got dressed. Two Thomas More ten-dollar bank bill were tossed onto my night stand.

Shannon :"Wait…What are your name calling ?"

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

They both smiled and then left. A few hours later another man telephone my bell. His epithet was Eddie. We boned for a thoroughly 45 instant before he sprayed his hot lading all over my typeface. When he left I got up and took a quick shower to scavenge myself up a bit. I then put on a duad of blackamoor stockings with a garter belt but goose egg else. I wrote a note that read : ‘ Come on in, I'm in my chamber'and then went and taped it to my front door and left the doorway unlocked.

Shortly after that another three guy wire showed up. It went like this daily and it seemed like it was dateless. I didn't leave my apartment at all the whole initiatory week of it all missing four twenty-four hours of employment. I eventually didn't need the teller's job so I ended up quitting it. Didn't have time to work anyways. The only time it was quiet and I could rest was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every time my doorbell would call there would be one or two Shirley Temple Black guy out there looking to fuck my pussy.

One time there was even five Guy waiting there and that was when I finally had to spread up my asshole for business. That session lasted four 60 minutes and those five guys fucked all three of my shtup cakehole triple penetrating my body over and over again. Ladies if you've never been triple teamed by three great blacken prick over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was time for school day to get down, I struggled hard to maintain up with college animation. I tried but I missed a lot of days and failed a few appointment. All I had was black dick on my thinker. I started dressing more provocatively and the looks I got from the Christian crowd in shoal, 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 leave a ten-dollar bill on my Nox stall. I started to write their epithet in a notebook and in my first thirty days I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 lightlessness dicks in a month's time. It doesn't sound like a lot but in 1981 it was pretty good money.

One day shortly after quitting school, my regular guy that were showing up to fuck me all of a sudden started leaving $ 50 on my nightstand. When I asked the tertiary 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 bonk me and Lucas told them to just consecrate me the full $ 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 George Lucas even came by a few time and Reece and his atrocious 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 establish up a bit of a reputation as the moderately white girl from Connell Street who fucked any nigrify tool for money.

I didn't full point until I moved in with Reece for a while and he fucked me exclusively but that lasted only four months. He got me significant during that clip and we decided after a farseeing debate that neither of us wanted a child so I got an abortion. The relationship was never the like after that so we agreed to part and I moved on. I went and had a hysterectomy after that. No demand getting pregnant again especially with what I was going to be doing with my life.

When I healed up, I decided to move to Atlanta, which I did, and I built up a new clientele of disastrous prick. I met this former tweed girlfriend named Rhonda who loved fucking pitch-black men too and we moved in and worked together for a long while. Rhonda was a bit chunky but the guys really loved her big ass. It was during this prison term that I went and got the pouf of spade tattoo on my ankle. Rhonda had one and told me I should get one too so I did. Sometimes we were fucked together in the same bed by tons of different black guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Mary Harris Jones, and I fast became a member of the Cheekie Queens. Cheekie owned a strip clubhouse that was frequented by black men and I began stripping every night there. During the day hours, I kept fucking my black ‘ customer'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a fast notoriety as a calamitous cock only whore and my pussy hole was well sought after.

Now-a-days, with Cheekie and Rhonda long gone, I'm more than of a free agent again which is more my swiftness at my age. It's always funny to see the smile form on a guy's face when he gets between my legs and first sees the bedazzling CJ tattoo located above my kitty-cat. It's usually followed by this exchange.

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

Shannon :"Sure was."

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

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

Sometimes I think about what my life would have been like if I had never found the dear I possess for BBC. What if I never left college and got my degree in sociology ? Maybe got a mellow paying job and got married to some little dick lily-white sissy. Something William Tell me that my happiness would be non-existent. At to the lowest degree to the story that it is now.

The End .