When I was new back in the 1980's and 1990's, I was a main attraction on the stages of the social club in this area. One of the very few white girls who would dance where mostly disastrous fair sex would stir their mamilla. I made my bones though. Made them by sucking and fucking fortune and lots of large black bones, before, after, and sometimes even during my display. I even belong to the female monarch of nigga club, with the black coon tattoo with the Q in the center of it and everything on my left ankle.

At 5'6"132 lbs. ( although in my peak I was a slim 113 lbs. ) milky snowy peel and long black hair's-breadth down my vertebral column that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this place like a White River goose feather in a muckle of Shirley Temple ostrich plume. My booby are sizeable, not too big but not even close to small, and the rest of my frame has gotten nice and sonsy as I've gotten older.

And that figure is accented greatly each day by a wardrobe that is sluttier than that of a vernacular street walker. I don't even own a pair of pants or any bras or step-in at all and haven't for geezerhood. Life has near definitely been interesting. A life that has been dedicated to black men and caboodle of them.

At the beginning it wasn't what I had planned for my life history though. Like well-nigh middle-class whiten girls growing up in the mid-west I was brought up with the focalise 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 insular school which included Dominicus and of course every summer there were Word of God summer camp. Religion never was my cup of tea but I went through it all for my parent's rice beer, kept up the solid façade.

I was far from the puritan that they always thought that I was though. I had boyfriends as early as 11 years old, and would sneak around with them every luck 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 skillful 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 fair sex that I grew to go though, it would have destroyed them. Fortunately, they both passed away in the first few days of it all after I left abode for college.

When I finished the 12th grade back in early 1982, I was smart enough to secure myself a prissy little college scholarship 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 permit to leave my hometown of Adams, Wisconsin.

At the time, I thought I really had achieved something, not knowing that Brewton Bird Parker College was giving out scholarships like confect then because of an unusual membership driving. It didn't thing either way because I only lasted eight months as a Brewton Parker top executive. I had with former things on my mind. Here is how it all began.

It was Sept 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 tiresome black pumps against the pavement as I was walking home plate from my body of work as a bank clerk. This particular day I was especially felicitous because in less than a week's time I would finally be starting my first gear class of college.

I had only been living in Mount Vernon, Peach State for about three weeks, and it took all the money that I had left in my rescue account to get myself down here but I did it. I didn't qualify for a dorm elbow room at the college, so I got myself a nice little apartment and a swanky picayune teller's job at Dollar full general to pay for the split. Not too shabby for an free-lance midwestern little 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 flannel and melanize skirt and sweater set with solid white leotards and the aforementioned blackness ticker. I was carrying a sociology textual matter book that I just bought and was reading it during my lunch break that day.

getting acclimated to the area proved to be an everyday eruditeness experience. The way that I was walking home each day from study was now blocked by construction. So, I had to find a different way domicile. Somewhere along the origin I ended up walking further away from my flat and subsequently…I got lost. I ended up in an unused business territory walking alongside a large un-mowed field that had a set of railroad runway on the other side of meat of it. The street was virtually vacant, and dusk was fast approaching.

All alone in an unknown town I started to get a little bit concerned about being out past dark. I saw a position street up ahead which would conduct me over the rails and onto another primary pull. Or so I thought. I decided to subscribe that and get to the early side of meat. There seemed to be more Christ Within over there but it was just a false belief. I ended up on a very much darker route that didn't have any houses or buildings, just the tracks on one side and Sir Henry Joseph Wood on the early. Maybe if I walked a slight 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 light that looked like a fire burn in the Mrs. Henry Wood. As I got closer to it, I saw that it was indeed a fire and there was three African American language men standing around it. ‘ Just what I need'I thought to myself, ‘ lost and alone in the eye of nowhere and I come across thug ’. It didn't take long for them to find me either and one of them smiled and started to walk out towards me on the road.

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

I tried to neglect him. I continued to take the air and kept a wide distance trying to get around him. The man got closer to me and now was standing about XX feet in front of me on the route causing me to give up walking altogether. This was a pivotal point of my young. I suppose that you could argue that if I had just turned around and walked away from him maybe my biography would have gone down a different route. Or maybe they would birth chased me, I mean how was I to know what was going to happen here.

days later in hindsight I dispute the impression that anything different from what was about to happen was never going to. I'm a house truster in destiny and I believe that BBC was going to be a big part of me sooner or later. That big bright smile on his face made him search form of cute. Very tall, very fit, and his black skin was a nice mocha coloration, not too calorie-free 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. I just moved here from Badger State 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 twenties or at least in their thirties. All three were easily over six feet tall and much taller than my tiny 5'6"frame.

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

Not getting the football game two-baser entendre I just stood there smiling.

Claude Shannon :"Yes, Wisconsin. I don't succeed variation though."

Red :"Girl you about crystallize across town from Connell Street."

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

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

Red :"I don't make love how, just telling you that you is…. shag this diddley I'm coldness ! You whoreson wan na put up out here flapping with this fiddling whitened gripe go right-hand ahead !"

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

Claude Elwood Shannon :"I'm sorry. Was it something I said ? I didn't mean to offend 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 fervor for a bit and get yourself warmed up a bit ? And maybe we can figure out a way to aid you out."

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

Claude Shannon :"Okay, maybe for a footling bit. It IS a chilly Night. My gens is Shannon by the way."

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

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

Lucas :"Take it easy nigga, everything's sang-froid !"

I followed Lucas to the fire and stir all of their hired hand. The fire was burning in an old black oil brake drum that was cut in half the longways dance and was filled with branches and leaves and other kindling from the surrounding woods. From this vantagepoint the route that I just left was barely seeable which made me think that if there wasn't a fire burning I probably wouldn't have seen these men standing here. Lucas was a smooth verbalizer. Initially I thought that he was their leader but that wasn't the font as I soon found out. He was the sweet-flavored of the three of them though and that smile 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 petty bit lost. I just left work and I was trying to find my apartment which is on Connell Street. I'm from Wisconsin and I'm going to start out schoolhouse here next week. I don't know the area very well and there was some expression blocking the way I usually go. I must hold walked the awry way somehow. I don't suppose either of you could tug me or maybe I could use your speech sound to call a cab ?"

Lucas :"Well like Red here said, you're crystalise across town from your apartment. Neither of us has a phone… and a car ? diddly, nobody around here can afford a car. I suppose we could walk you home like the nice gentlemen that we are, but we wouldn't do it for spare. You'd have to shit it worth our while."

Shannon :"wellspring, I'm currently kind of strapped for money. I still haven't gotten my first 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 a good deal are we talking about anyways ?"

The whole sentence I was talking to Lucas, I could palpate the other two men staring at me from behind. The skirt I was wearing ended just above the knees, and underneath the Patrick White clit up sweater I was only wearing a nigrify lacey bra and I'm sure that in the glower of the fire my tit, which are sizeable C's, were beginning to reveal my hard nipples through the tight fabric of my sweater. I tried to cover them with my fold up arms to no avail.

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

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

Andrew :"Ohhh shit."

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

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

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

I then felt my dame being raised from the binding which made me turn quickly and push it back down. It was Red with a creepy scowl on his expression. I scolded him with ire which did null to change that ugly scary scowl and he retorted with a gravelly voiced reply.

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

Red :"Take it easy bitch ! Never got me some E. B. White pussy before ! You don't need no fucking money ! I suppose I wouldn't mind escortin'you home if we could get a fiddling bit of what's under that pretty slight bird. You dig ?"

I was shocked. How did this unit thing deviate into such a dotty proposition ? Never in my wildest imagination was I expecting either of these men to utter something so lustful. I suppose I was being a bit naïve, I mean they weren't civilized people. At least to the degree that I was accustomed to. Still though, as upset as I was, a little bit of electric agitation was flowing through my torso. It scared me and turned me on both at the same time.

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

Claude E. Shannon :"That's not nice. You're not nice ! What's incorrect 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 :"piece of tail you ! Shirley Temple shit !"

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

Red :"That right ! screwing 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 blackened pigs. It was now darker out and the street light were coming on but they were few and very far between on that particular desolate route. This was the area after all, and the whole side of the road, the railway tracks side was completely darkened now. I could barely even see the field. Up the road either way was even darker.

Then something that I didn't count on happened as I stood there deciding which way to go. I heard a uncanny sensual sound coming from the woods. It was scarey sounding, like a masher or something. There was no way I was going to walk alone in the dark if there was a wolf out here. I was terrified. Suddenly returning to the three pitch-black men and their fire quickly became my only option. I was scared and I was getting cold again. I could feel the night getting older and my option of getting home in one small-arm, at least to my panicky mentation, was dwindling in odds.

That fear over rid my wrath and I started to let the cat out of the bag myself into the issue at manus. ‘ Who cares if they are crude ?'I asked myself. ‘ They still let me get strong, 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-market prick between my legs made my kitty-cat start to involuntarily drool into my panties.

I then, with no confirmable or credible information, suddenly felt convinced that maybe I could get off slowly 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 smutty peter before but it was all just tegument. 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 fatal men and their glaring fire. I had gotten a salutary 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 ! await a minute now. You stay your little ass over there."

I stopped at the edge of the road and stared at him with an excusatory 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 serve me get abode then I'll…I'll blow…you."

The two other guy cable looked at Red. Everything was quietly for a good ten second before Red started laughing which made the other 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 ! mind up ! Cause right here's how it's gon na go ! The cost for an hour of standing by our ardor is a blowjob. But if you want anything beyond that which includes getting you rest 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 freezing. All our piece of ass dick are frigidity too. And you know what we want to warm our mother fucker up."

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



Claude Shannon :"I will go down on your putz. I'm actually very honest at it. And I'll give you each $ 20 when I get it but you're gon na have to hope me. How can I obliterate from you ? You all know where I live."

Red :"Oh fuck no ! This diddly-shit is on MY price ! You come over here and suck up our cock for 30 second of fire time, but if you wantin'us to help you get home…. that price is pussy. And it's non-negotiable."

Claude E. Shannon :"Wait…you said an 60 minutes !"

Red :"Inflation beef ! My time is worth money !"

The former two ride out tranquillity during this whole interchange. 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 exchange things into my favor and maybe get some more command of the whole spot but it again did not work.

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

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

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

Red :"Bitch ain't cipher comin'‘ round here at this time of night ! Now, I'm getting a little upset ! The more you stall the Sir Thomas More I'm gon na seaman up my prices. Or you can just get the fuck out of here ! Right now ! So, what's it gon na be ?"”

My toes were starting to get cold as I rubbed my script together trying to get my fingerbreadth warm. Blow jobs for 30 minutes near the fire or I'd have to collapse up my pussy if I wanted to get home. And if I didn't make my decisiveness soon who knows what this guy would ask for following. I thought of just leaving again but another howl from whatever was in the woods was heard again and it sounded closer which strangely made Saint 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 answer to that request which made me a bit spooky. As I walked closer to them Lucas found a big dispose spell of cardboard and put it on the ground next to the oil barrel. I read his mind and then knelt down on my knee joint on it with the fervency at my cover and the three men unzipped in front man of me and pulled out their black peckers. I never saw a ignominious penis up front and personal before. They were form of big and a bit smelly as they dangled there together in front of my face.

The sizes of them were all bigger than any phallus that I ever touched or saw. Andrew was the widest one, about seven in wide around and a good nine column inch long. His balls were loaded and high gear. Red's cock was the darkest and the haired. It was greasy looking and it hung about ten column inch in length with a big saggy hairy ball sack. George Lucas was obvious the unseasoned guy there and his cock was the cleanest looking and the slender. It was the shortest too about eight and a half inch in distance, but still bigger than anything I'd ever handled before.

I decided to go all in and I put Saint Andrew in my mouth first and could hardly get my mouth around it. He stretched my cheeks and pharynx open as he pushed himself deeper into my face. With my mitt I began to jerk off the other two and I worked my tongue expertly on the bottom of Saint Andrew's shaft. I could feel their cocks growing in my back talk and between my finger as they randomly began taking go between my lips and hands. My digit started to warm up and the heat from the fire behind me was very toasty to say the least. They fucked my mouth for a estimable piece before ‘ Ringleader Red'took charge.

Red :"Alright. This bitches'mouth feels in effect but I think it is clock time to warm our dicks between those peg. Let her up boys."

Andrew :"the pits 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 suffer back up. I looked into their eyes for a few seconds then I removed my horseshoe and reached under my bird to pull 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 shoes back on my feet. I could find the cool air quickly drafting up my skirt chilling my ass and wooden leg. The all time, the three of them stood there watching me and pulling on their whoreson waiting patiently.

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

Red :"Man, all we want is access code to some kitty-cat. turn over bitch !"

I smirked at his crudeness and then positioned myself sideways by the fire and then bent down jutting my ass in the vicinity of Red's crotch. The other two men crowded their peter by my face and I took Lucas into my mouth again. As I jerked and sucked Lucas and St. Andrew I felt Red behind me lifting my skirt up onto my spinal column and then I felt his finger rubbing my pussy lips and protrusion in and out of my pussy hole.

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

I felt Red's peter head pushing into me splitting my vulva apart like a baseball bat pushing through an close birthday balloon. As he pushed slowly in and out each time getting to a greater extent of his nine in into me, my pussy began to lubricate him and the initial pain started to subside. I popped my mouth off of St. Andrew's putz and put my head down near his human knee overcome with the impaling I was receiving.

Claude E. Shannon :"Ohhhhh ! Ohhhhh ! It's big ! Oh yes ! Fuck ! Ohhhhh ! It's sooo big ! Uuhhhh ! ! !"

Red :"That's it you piffling blank cyprian ! Take it all ! withdraw all my shit now !"

He grabbed my hips and started to push his hot meat dagger into me deeper, harder, and faster. I felt like I was going to pass out. St. Andrew suddenly lifted my headland up with a smattering of my long Negro hair in his fist and jammed his prick back into my mouth. I was now being fucked at both ends. Each clip Red plowed into me my torso would jut forward and I'd takings 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 position as George Lucas directed my heading to his own cock. Saint Andrew the Apostle jammed the whole length of his astray nine incher into me all the way to his testis which stung like hell.

Claude E. Shannon :"Owwwwwww ! Go well-situated dearest. Hey ! Go easy !"

Andrew ignored my cry. He kept pounding his full cock into me stretching my pussy to a altogether other maximum. I cried and whimpered and pleaded for him to slacken down all the way up until the pain subsided. His throbbing goliath black stick toyed my twat so thoroughly that I came hard around it almost immediately. My pussycat clenched and unclenched spastically which drove Andrew nuts and he couldn't hold in out any longer. I felt him tug deep into me and then I felt his hot cum flooding my womb. So much for not cumming in me huh ?

Saint Andrew :"AHHHH ! AHHHH ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !"

Now it was Lucas'turn. Lucas got his whole eight-inches into me with ease while I licked the juices clean from Andrew and Red. Lucas didn't last long. He pulled out and I quickly turned around and he shot his pasty hot load right into my mouth. The lumbering 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 total and took another two incumbrance deep into my uterus, and swallowed another salty run. It was a good two hours of fucking from start to wind up. A lot better than I expected it was going to be. These three men just opened up a Pandora's box of joy and I was thankful for it.

I slid my scanty back on expertly under my annulus and up around my downcast torso. I watched the men putting their giant cocks back into their pants and a sudden spirit of absence came over me. It was like I was missing getting fucked by their pecker already which at that import was nothing but Weird to me. Years later, I would know of that feeling very well because it's all a part of what is known as Black cock dependance. An dependance that can only be satisfied by getting fucked by Thomas More black-market cock. We stood around the attack quietly for another fifteen to twenty transactions before finally Red spoke up.

Red :"Alright, I suppose we better 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 side of the route, Strangely, I followed them deeper into the woods but without any fear. My mind wasn't on where we were going. It was still clouded with the black stopcock dicking that I just received. I felt the cum dripping out of my pussy and sticking to my underclothes as I walked slowly behind the three men. I was still turned on and weirdly felt a craving to birth some more black gumshoe. We walked for a good three minutes and then I saw another road through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. When we walked through the glade I started laughing in disbelief.

Shannon :"You bunch of SOB. 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 courtyard of my flat complex and to front doorway of my apartment. It was lately, farseeing 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 hours and when I jumped up from my bed my adrenaline shot sky heights and my heart started pumping fast. It's a weird impression being super tired and having your blood pumping fast both at the Lapplander time.

I was only wearing a dead t-shirt that ended just after my ass cheeks. Had I found my comportment I may ingest put on my robe or a twosome of pant, but instead I just groggily stumbled to the door and opened it. Standing before me stood a big muscular shirtless black man that I had never seen before. He looked to be about 30 and a bit tattered wearing only cutoff boxershorts 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 River bitch who lives here will make love a nigga for some money. Said you were looking for some scratch for school and some shit. Is you that whiteness cunt ?"

I moved my tomentum from my left eye as I tried to savvy 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.

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

Reece picked me up and hold me over his shoulder. He then shut the threshold and carried my body to my bedroom 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 boxers which quickly revealed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. A turgid black turncock, much great than the three that had fucked me a few hours before, sprung out in front of him.

Claude Shannon :"What are you doing ?"

Reece :"Alright kick listen ; I already put a down payment on that fucking kitty, and I'm fixing to fuck it hard and longsighted right now ! I suggest you wake the ass up and put those peg up and do whatever the fucking it is you do to get ready, suit we gon na have it off !"

His shouting shocked me into full cognisance. I obediently raised my shaky legs up in the air and my t-shirt rode up and revealed my au naturel snatch to the large bleak man. The bed shook a little and I bounced around a bit as he crawled up between my peg and placed his large smutty pratfall by my pussy gob. The pressure as began pushing the head of it into me was painful.

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

It hurt so much. His stopcock was easily XII inches long and about six inches wide around. It took a good ten arcminute for him to even operate the head of it broad into me. My toes curled and my back arched as the behemoth of a man poked and prodded his horse cock through my body with heady abandon.

With the large mushroom head finally inside, he pushed my legs further up and apart with his big large-minded shoulders and pumped in and out of my sore tight slit with might. Every three minutes after that he was capable to drive another inch deeper, and when he pried open my uterine cervix I felt like I was giving nascence and I came hard again.

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

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

Reece stabbed me with his colossus blackness dagger for a while longer in that status before suddenly and without warning he pulled it completely out making a tumid audible popping noise. He then roughly yanked me up from the bed by my arms and turned me around on all tetrad then jammed that Brobdingnagian cock of his back into my spasming and dilated make slot.

Another XV mo of bow-wow and I heard him roar and I felt the nervure in his shadow bat contract and thresh about then I felt his hot spermatozoan flooding my pussy like a fervor hosiery. When he finished and finally pulled out and let me go I fell to the bed in exhaustion.

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

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

I turned around to watch this giant dark specimen get dressed and put his jumbo sum weapon away in his shorts. When he was done salad dressing, he pulled a ten dollar broadsheet out of his pocket and threw it on my night board. I felt a bit breach even though I felt I should be paying him after the fucking that I just got.

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

Reece :"child, that's the terms I was quoted. Fifty bucks. I gave 40 to Red, and he told me to give you the other ten."

Ten dollar bill ? I felt like such a cocotte. It didn't bother me as much as it should've though. I watched him walk out and then turned my body on my side and fell asleep after I heard my movement door shut. I slept soundly in that position until I was awakened by my ringing doorbell again. I rolled over and looked at my clock and it read 3:57pm. ‘ At least I got some sleep'I thought. I crawled out of bed, still wearing only the t-shirt and walked to my front line doorway. When I opened it there was two Sir Thomas More disastrous guys with bright smiles on their faces.

Claude E. Shannon :"Come on in guys. gather me in the bedroom, I've got to pee first."

I flushed my crapper 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 stopcock easily into my vagina. Then from behind, I felt the early man pushing his tool alongside his buddy's cock. I've never had two cocks in my cunt 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 pussy with simultaneous sticky bootleg 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 than ten-dollar bills were tossed onto my night stand.

Claude E. 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 reverberate my bell. His name was Eddie. We boned for a right 45 moment before he sprayed his hot load all over my typeface. When he left I got up and took a fast shower to cleanse myself up a bit. I then put on a twosome of black stockings with a garter belt but nothing else. I wrote a note that read : ‘ cum 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 bozo showed up. It went like this daily and it seemed like it was endless. I didn't leave my apartment at all the whole first week of it all missing four twenty-four hour period of work. I eventually didn't need the bank clerk's job so I ended up quitting it. Didn't have time to do work anyways. The only sentence it was pipe down and I could rest was on the overnights. As soon as it was daylight it started up again though. Every clip my doorbell would ring there would be one or two Shirley Temple guys out there looking to know my pussy.

One sentence there was even five guy rope waiting there and that was when I finally had to unfold up my cocksucker for business concern. That session lasted four hours and those five hombre fucked all three of my fuck holes triple penetrating my consistence over and over again. madam if you've never been triple teamed by three gravid black rooster over and over again, then you truly never have lived.

When it was time for schooling to start, I struggled hard to sustain up with college life sentence. I tried but I missed a lot of days and failed a few assigning. All I had was black dick on my head. 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 alone a ten-dollar bill on my Nox standpoint. I started to save their epithet in a notebook and in my commencement thirty day I made a total of $ 480. That's 48 black peter in a month's time. It doesn't phone like lots but in 1981 it was pretty trade good money.

One day shortly after quitting school, my fixture guys that were showing up to make out me all of a sudden started leaving $ 50 on my nightstand. When I asked the tertiary guy that day why I was getting more money he said that Red was stabbed in some drug miscommunication and had died two twenty-four hours before. They still wanted to make love me and George Lucas told them to just give me the full $ 50 from now on. For some understanding I didn't feel bad for Red and in time was actually gladiola that he was gone.

Andrew and Lucas even came by a few fourth dimension and Reece and his grievous abnormally big Python visited once about every ten to twelve days. With the spare money I was getting I was able to buy a while of diddley car to get around in, and I started to build up a bit of a report as the somewhat Edward Douglas White Jr. girl from Connell Street who fucked any bleak cock for money.

I didn't full stop until I moved in with Reece for a while and he fucked me exclusively but that lasted only four months. He got me pregnant during that time and we decided after a long debate that neither of us wanted a shaver so I got an abortion. The kinship was never the same after that so we agreed to break open 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 battle of Atlanta, which I did, and I built up a new clientele of black cocks. I met this former White person girl named Rhonda who loved fucking black men too and we moved in and worked together for a foresighted while. Rhonda was a bit chunky but the hombre really loved her big ass. It was during this time that I went and got the queen of nigger 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 pitch-dark guys.

Rhonda hooked me up with this guy named Cheekie Jones, and I fast became a phallus of the Cheekie Queens. Cheekie owned a strip show baseball club that was frequented by black men and I began stripping every night there. During the day time of day, I kept fucking my disastrous ‘ customers'and kicking up to Cheekie. I gained a riotous notoriety as a Shirley Temple Black dick only whore and my pussy gob was well sought after.

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

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

Shannon :"Sure was."

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

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

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

The End .