I once had a boyfriend who I hooked up with because he was every girls dream, the bad boy. He lived on the edge and took me over that edge with him. It should have been a red flag that he was virtually jobless and mostly did odd jobs but lived quite well. Of course it wasn’t a red flag for me. I wasn’t looking for warning signs, I was looking for a good time and he gave me that! He was entirely too hot for his own good or for me to be bothered with his finances and his cock was a nice, hefty seven inches which was plenty to satisfy me. Besides, I wasn’t looking for a sugar daddy. I had enough money to take care of myself comfortably. (comfortably for what equals comfort for an eighteen year old)
Now when I say he lived on the edge, I meant it. We partied a lot and all the time. It seems almost all the time I spent with him was partying and the party favors kept flowing. Sometimes we even brought another girl or guy home with us. It was like a never ending festival with lots and lots of good sex.
I would not say what we had was a love thing, for me anyway, it was a fun thing but when he came to me dejected telling me he owed money to some guys for the party favors, I was willing to cover his debt considering I had taken part in the festivities. When he told me how much it was, I was a bit shocked, five grand was a lot of money but we partied a lot, so in spite of the cost, I was willing to pay the debt for him. It only put a minor set back in my savings and he promised to pay me back; professing he cared too much about me not too.
Unfortunately it was about that time my tall dark and handsome stranger had gotten hired as a roustabout on an oil rig and we had been making preparations for him to leave the very next day. He had a lot of things to get for his trip and packing to do so I offered to go pay the guy for him. He didn’t want me to go alone but he knew I was right, he needed to get ready to go. He did not like the idea of me going to the wrong side of town by myself but knew he would insult me if he insisted on going to be my protector.
So I went to the bank and he went shopping for toiletries and such. I followed his directions to a house in a very urban part of town where I was sure I was the only white face for miles. It didn’t really bother me too much until I heard the loud bass rolling from the house and a lot of male laughter. I had left my purse in the car, thank goodness, until I knew who it was I had to pay that was the best place for it. I knew his name was Isaac but that was the extent of it. I rang the bell to no avail and then started to bang on the door and when my hand connected with the door it swung open. I saw about five black guys drinking beer in the living room.
They made some cat calls and one guy came over to me and when he finally understood I wanted to see Isaac, over the music, he led me into the house, past the eleven men, not the five I could see and upstairs to an office where a very friendly looking black man sat.
I sat on the sofa that was facing his desk. The wrap around set felt really soft against my bare legs. Issac was on the phone; so I waited patiently until he was finished. He had a rich baritone and smiled as he spoke. Hardly what I was expecting. When he was done, he asked, “How can I help you?”
I asked him if he knew Vinny and he said he did. That Vinny owed him some money. I explained to him that Vince was leaving to go make a lot of money on the rigs and that I had come to pay his debt. There was a phone on his desk and he picked it up and asked a man named Clarence to go get Vinny. I tried to protest, because Vince had stuff to do but he held his finger to his mouth to shush me and I thought it would be a good Idea to keep my mouth shut.
When he was done, I told him he did not have to get Vinny, I was gonna pay him and he told me he understood that, but thought Vince should be man enough to be there. He unfolded all six foot five of himself from the computer chair as he turned the monitor out facing the room. As he moved he explained that he had just gotten a new cam and it was his now toy and he was glad to have an opportunity to play with it. He said it was wide screen and showed the whole room and when he used the remote control he could zoom it in or out.
“See, watch” he said as he sat down beside me and pushed a button on the remote control. I could see us sitting side by side on the monitor and when he pressed another button he had it zoom in on my lips and zoom out again.
“Pretty neat, huh?” I told him it was but I was getting nervous and really wanted to leave. Then he added, “I am sure glad Vince sent you, paying off his debt will be really easy!”
As I stood I said, ”let me go out and get my purse” but even as I said it he pulled me firmly but gently back to the sofa saying,”you won’t be needing that.”
“ I do not need your money. I don’t often get pretty little white girls coming to visit me on this side of town. So we are going to work his debt off in other ways.” I really did not require much more explanation when his hand guided my own to his hard dick. That bulge let me know I would be dealing with a lot of big black cock. I had never been with a black guy that wasn’t the suburban type before. I was scared of where I was, what might happen and tried to protest but he told me, gently while his large hand guided my hand up and down the massive bulge barely containing his big black cock in his jeans that my money was no longer good with him. I was terrified and tried to move away but his other arm wrapped around my shoulders leaving no room for debate.
“We have to get you warmed up for when Vinny gets here. Unzip it and take it out” I tried to pull my hand away but he squeezed it enough to make it hurt ever so slightly exerting hardly any pressure at all, letting me know exactly who was boss. I did as he said taking his big black couck out of his pants thinking frantically about how to get out of this situation and regretting not letting Vince come himself but there was no way out, I knew it and Isaac knew it.
I undid his pants and saw a huge slab of chocolate man flesh. His big black cock terrified me and excited me at the same time. My reaction to seeing such a big black cock also shamed me. I should be appalled and terrified not getting wet.This one certainly was bigger than any cock I had seen before, black cock or white and I had seen many, reaffirming in my head the myth that black men are very well hung. It was at least as big as my forearm and as big around as a V-8 can.
Once his hard black cock sprang out of his jeans he wasted no time using the arm around my shoulders to press me forward on to his big black cock forcing the throbbing head between my lips and into my mouth then throat in one sweep only stopping when I begun to gag. Then took my hair, finding my threshold. began to pump my face up and down on his black cock, each time pushing further and pulling back so I gagged just a little each time, making me drool like whore all over his cock. Apparently he agreed because he moaned,” Oh yeah, get sloppy, suck that black cock like a hooker.”
As frightened as I was staring into his dark, curly pubic hair, smelling his sweaty balls and wondering how I was ever gonna fit what must be a foot of black cock down my throat, my pussy was getting wet. The faster Isaac pumped my face into his black cock the more uncomfortable my neck became so I slowly slid my body to the floor so I could be on my knees before his black cock as he used my face like a masturbation machine.
I wanted to reach back to pull my skirt down but I had to use my hands to keep balanced. I didn’t want to invite anything more than what was happening and was afraid the little g-string I had worn would do just that. Even as I was reaching back, balancing precariously on one hand, someone knocked on the door. I tried to jerk my head away but he only pushed my face down further on his black cock when he said, “Come in”
“Yum,” he said looking at the scene before him. “I just wanted to let you know they should be here with Vince in about twenty minutes.”
Isaac began fucking my face again with that huge black cock, pulling my head back by my hair far enough that I could gasp for a precious breath but that was about all until I was back down on his black cock. “Go on, “ I felt his head move to indicate my exposed lower half, “Get you a piece of that little white cunt. She‘s paying up for Vince.”
“You do not have to tell me twice.” I heard the newcomer say and heard him walk to the desk and back to me. Then I felt cold against my ass and heard a “snick” and felt my thong strings separate.
I felt his cock against my pussy before I had time to think. I tried to pull away but his huge hands held me in place as he pressed his big black cock forward into my cunt, opening and stretching it. It felt huge. I moaned on the cock in my mouth, pumping; the other black cock started fucking me vigorously in my sopping wet pussy. “This one is a real little slut, she likes it. Her pussy juice is dripping down my balls. She is gonna get addicted to black cock”
Isaac forced my face all the way down his black cock until it felt like my throat was ripping and then pulled it all the way off his huge black cock by my hair and had a little, mini bottle of some kinda booze and told me to, “drink it.”As he poured it into my mouth he told me it was special and I needed to relax. About that time the guy fucking me was about to come and both Isaac and I knew it. Isaac pulled my body toward him and by doing so the length of his black cock came out of my pussy, “Be a good little white pig and go gobble up all his cum” I started to stand but he nudged me in the small of my back, making me drop to my knees, “Crawl like a good pig.” I started crying and crawled but at the same time my pussy ached, ached to be fucked. I got on my knees and put his big cock in my mouth and for just a split second I saw other men at the open door watching. I knew it was some of the black guys I had passed when entering. I knew I should feel terrified. I knew I should be scared but I felt almost giddy and desperate for cock even as I felt his load begin to pump into my throat. I drank it greedily. And then felt hands and arms all over me, lifting me back on to the sofa.
Before I even had time to register a face I felt a cock go in my pussy and my mouth was full of another cock, I didn’t even know whose cock. All I could see was black curly pubic hair and huge balls slapping my chin. My head was canted sideways and he was fucking my face and unlike Isaac, I did not move my head or try to get away. I held my head very still and my mouth as wide open as I could and let him fuck my mouth. I even started to move with the rhythm of the big dick grinding into my pussy, grinding me to orgasm. I came like a slut with a mouth full of cock and when I did the moaning made the guy in my mouth shoot ropes of gloopy cum into my throat. I started to say something as he pulled his cock out of my mouth but before I could get a word out, I wasn’t even sure what words I wanted to say there was another cock coming at my face and I opened my mouth like a greedy baby bird.
I felt a cock against my asshole and screamed into the cock but thank goodness Isaac intervened and said , “Not her ass” I thanked an invisible god that was probably shaking his head and felt the huge dick go into my pussy. I thought the mood had passed when I came , I thought I had had enough but the euphoria took over and I felt fingers on my clit at Isaac’s command, “Keep her worked up”
With that he came over and the guy removed his cock long enough for isaac to make me choke down another little bottle, I wasn’t going to drink at first but he wedged my jaw shut and held my nose like a dog until I drank it all and then followed that up with some kind of very strong alcohol. I was flying like a kite. I forgot who and where I was and tried my best to move with each cock that went in me that was replaced with another. I came over and over again; my thighs were slimy with cum. When I was screaming into yet another cock, totally lost in a sea of sexual oblivion. I heard Isaac say loudly, “She is paying off your debt really well don’t you think?”
I was immediately mortified and filled with shame which to my own shock sent more waves of orgasm. I could hear Vinny protesting and even glimpsed two large black men holding him back, making him watch as the last two finished up. Then heard through my oblivion, “I saved the best for last.”
Isaac came up behind me and had the guys take Vinny over to the couch and made him sit next to me as he flipped me over on my belly and lifted my ass in the air. I felt his huge black cock against the opening of my ass, pressing and I tried to protest but my mouth did not seem to be working right, all I could do was cry imaging that huge black cock in my ass. Yet I wanted it. He pressed the head in, the burning hurt, and I cried out. Isaac told vince this was going to last until he came. He pushed it in a little bit further and Isaac said, ”Apparently you misunderstood. I have been watching this whore get fucked for a long ass time. I will fuck her ass until you cum in her mouth.” Maybe then you will learn to be a man, not send a woman to do your job.”
He pushed deeper, I could feel his big black cock spreading my buthole and not even the whole head was in. I could feel his big hands rubbing the small of my back, relaxing me, exciting me even at the prospect of the pain that would surely come. Apparently Vince got the picture and he was lifting my head and putting his substantial cock into my mouth, and it was hard in spite of his humiliation. Isaac said “take it all the way” and I did and apparently he said something else that I didn’t hear but I felt Vinny holding my head down on his cock, buried all the way to the root and it was at that moment Isaac allowed every inch of his massive black cock to slowly slide balls deep into my ass.
I screamed into vinny’s cock. The pain was enormous. I felt like I was being split in half by Isaac’s big black cock before the pain could overcome me I felt his big fingers on my clit as he started rocking his big black cock in and out of my tight ass. It hurt terribly but at the same time I did not want his black cock anywhere else but in my ass. His fingers worked my clit and apparently my screaming on Vince’s cock drove him crazy because he was fucking my mouth with zeal. I was sobbing but felt the orgasm building like no other. I started backing up on his big black cock, fucking him back, working for what was coming and Vinny was feeding me pre-cum. I knew it wouldn’t be long. I wanted it so badly that I managed to beg through the cock in my mouth, “hurt me”
“Hurt you, oh I’ll hurt you alright. Show you why you white cunts always come back to the black cock.” and with that he started hammering my asshole with that huge black cock. I screamed again but met each thrust with my own and right when Vince started shooting his slimey load into my throat an orgasm like no other took me. If that wasn’t enough I could feel Isaac’s black cock spasming inside of my asshole, dumping his load into my asshole. I collapsed in absolute total pleasure. I must have passed out for a moment because Vince was standing and all zipped up as was Isaac.
I looked down at myself and I had been put to rights though my thong was still around my waist I could still feel the dangling split edges.
Isaac gave Vince a dismissive look and me a charming smile, “It was a pleasure doing buisness with you. Feel free to come back any time.” Trust me, later, after Vince was off at sea, I did do a lot of business with Isaac and I did his big black cock alot. Vince did bring me the money he owed me(though I never parted with a dime) when he was back for a time, but our relationship was never quite the same. Every now and then I still cuckold him with black men, I think he likes watching their big black cock go in and out of my pretty white pussy. It was a real turning point in both of our lives.