7 comments/ 212069 views/ 20 favorites How I Became a Black Cock Whore Ch. 01 By: lisajohns Hello, my name is Lisa johns and this is a story of how I become a black cock whore. I'm a 35 yr old widowed woman who is 5'7 weighing about 145 with 36d breasts, blonde hair, and am usually trimmed. My greatest asset is my ass. Everyone loves my ass. Any how, I married young, right out of high school. Hubby and I had no children because we wanted our careers to come first. We both got jobs with a great company, working together. Life was good. We had all kinds of plans and worked a lot to try to pay for them. Then one night about three years ago my husband was killed in a car accident. That is where all the my problems started. After my husband had passed and mine was the only income, I started falling behind in bills. Even though I took all the overtime or anything else I could to make more money, the debt that had gotten to be a lot for two of us, was too much for just me. So I just kept working along and had gotten a promotion and now was head purchasing agent for any and all equipment or materials needed to supply a facility. The company was small everyone like a family and we worked well together. About six months after my promotion me and my boss Jeff, a very large black man about 6'3" and 220# was working with me in the job trailer when he got a phone call. He said he had to leave and would be back soon. About an hour after he left he returns with a police car and two officers, as they enter the trailer the two policeman ask me my name and I tell them Lisa johns as I stand up in my blue jeans work boots and tea shirt with my matching thong and bra beneath them. They come over and start searching me before they pull my arms behind my back and handcuff me, as I look confused I stand there looking at Jeff asking what is going? He asks me why did I do it and I could not answer him as I didn't know what was happening, as the two black officers take me out of the trailer and place me in the car as they drive back to my house as Jeff follows us to my home. When we arrived they helped me out of the patrol car. As we walked in to my house, I could do nothing but look in amazement at all the stuff that had suddenly appeared. There was big screen TV, computers, entertainment equipment, and even more stuff arriving while we were standing there. Jeff came in and asked "Why did you buy all this with company cards?" I stood there confused and asked what he meant. He showed me papers with signatures that looked exactly like mine. Then Jeff told me, "The police say they have sales people and delivery people who can identify you as the one who ordered and received all this stuff." I was shocked. I started crying and yelled "I didn't do it!" as they dragged me back to the patrol car. They put me into the back seat and told me I was going to jail. Once I arrived at the jail they took my personal belongings, finger printed and photographed me, then told me to go to another room to wait. Soon a black man and woman officer came into the room and threw a pair of orange coveralls on the table, and told me to remove all my clothes. I looked around in panic but couldn't find anywhere with privacy to change. With no other alternative, I had to undress right in front of them. I bent over to untie my boots. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely loosen the laces. Finally untied, I removed the boots and then my socks. Even more scared, I stood. My hands at the bottom of my T-shirt, I slowly pulled it over my head. Setting it on the table in front of me, I tried to cover myself. "Keep going" the female guard ordered. Even more nervous, I reached for the front clasp of my bra. Releasing it, I pulled the cups away from my full breasts and let the bra fall down my arms and away from my body. Placing it on the table with my shirt, I saw the looks on the faces of the two corrections officers as they smiled and shared a short, whispered conversation. I felt my nipples harden as they talked and looked at me. I didn't understand why. This was so embarrassing. I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down to my ankles. As I bent over to pull them off my legs, my tits hung in view for them, swaying back and forth. I stepped out of my jeans, folded them and placed them on the table. "The panties too" the female guard directed. I grabbed the waist band of my thong and pushed it down off of my hips, down my legs and off. I stood completely naked in front of these two officers. My face red and my nipples erect. I was completely humiliated. Then the woman put some rubber gloves on. She told me to go to the center of the room and bend over, placing my feet apart. I moved to the center of the room and bent over. Coming over to search me, she began by running her fingers through my hair, then reaching down and squeezing my breasts and nipples. The male guard stood behind me. I knew he was staring at my ass and pussy. I felt so ashamed, I could have died. Ordering me to remain bent over, she took a tube of lubricant from her pocket and squeezed some on the fingers of her other hand. Then, moving behind me she pulled my legs farther apart. Suddenly I felt a finger pushing into my pussy. "Oh my" I said as my eyes got bigger and I started to cry. She moved her fingers all around inside me ... searching. Then, as suddenly as she had entered me, her fingers were gone. I heard the soft splatter of air in the tube as she placed more lube on her fingers. Once again her finger was inside me, this time inside my ass, still searching for any contraband. Once she was satisfied I wasn't hiding anything she ordered me to stand. The male guard grabbed the coveralls from the table and tossed them to me. After this they told me to put my new outfit on, the orange coveralls as I quickly went to them and dressed only to realize the zipper did not work as they placed me in a cell by myself. All I could do was sit and cry and try to imagine how this had happened to me as my mind raced not knowing what to do or how I would get out of this as I shook and cried myself to sleep. The next morning I was awaken by the sound of keys as I sat up in my bed I try to close my outfit and see what's going on, as a police man opened my cell and lead me to an interview room. Inside sat a man who identified himself as my lawyer, a police detective, and Jeff. As I sat down, I looked around as my lawyer and I talked. With the evidence and the amount of money involved, I could be going to jail for long time. As I sat and listened, they told me just how long I could be going to jail for. The police detective then left and Jeff had his lawyer come in. The room got very quiet. Jeff's lawyer said there is a way out of this mess if I was willing to take it. I asked "What do I would have to do to get out of this?" With the two of them looking at me, Jeff's lawyer and slid a sheet of paper over to us. I look confused as my lawyer picked it up and read it carefully. When he was finished, he explained basically I would be a slave to Jeff and the owner of the company. A man whom I had never met in all the years I worked for him. I had to think carefully and discuss the terms. My lawyer advised me against talking their deal, but I needed out of this place and was willing to do anything. So once again I cried, but with shaking hands, I signed the paper. In that moment my whole world changed. I began the downward spiral to becoming a black cock whore. As soon as I signed it the detective came in released me to Jeff. He informed me my case had been dropped because the complaint had been cancelled. Jeff stood up and shook hands with the lawyers and the detective. He grabbed my arm, pulling me toward the exit and said "lets go." When we got outside, he led me to his truck and had me get in. Once inside he pulled out of the parking lot and onto the street. He started to explain all the rules that came with my conditional freedom. Basically, I had to do anything and everything he commanded me to do no matter what it was, where it was, or who it was with. If I failed to obey, the complaint would be re-instated and I would be returned to jail. When we arrived at my home I went inside. Surprisingly the things I had been accused of stealing were still there. I look around carefully and some other new additions to my home. There were many cameras and microphones all over my home. I asked Jeff about them and he told me to go clean up and he'd talk to me later about those, and other things. He suggested I may want to take a nap after I cleaned up. With a big grin, he reminded me it was Friday and we had a long weekend ahead of us. As he left my house as I stared in confusion not knowing what to expect. I did notice, my nipples were still hard! How I Became a Black Cock Whore Ch. 02 As I stood looking around after Jeff had left I decided to go to my room to get clothes to take a nice warm bath. I walked through the house looking at all the cameras and stuff wondering what was going on as I entered my bedroom, when I suddenly stopped and looked around to see that all my clothes, under garments, and shoes was gone. The only clothes left were my work jeans and shirts as I searched franticly but everything was gone. So I found my favorite bathrobe and headed to the bathroom for a nice hot bath before taking a nap. I walk in seeing cameras and a phone as I shake my head in confusion as I start my bath water then turn to remove my nasty orange coveralls as I look in the mirror at the nasty wreck standing there as I wonder what in the world I was going to do. I finished looking in the mirror as I turned to check the water just as I felt it was good and turned it off I heard a phone ringing, but I never had a phone in the bathroom before. Looking around until I found the source of the ringing, I slowly picked it up and answered "Hello" Hearing Jeff's voice, I instantly felt goose bumps grow on me. He started saying that when I take my bath that I was to shave that little landing strip of hair completely off as he wanted me bald and smooth at all times. I agreed to his command. He then said "Turn around." While I was turning, I heard a sound of machinery. Looking up, I watched as the camera move to follow my movements. I was embarrassed about being watched and tried to cover myself. He commanded me to not cover up, and that I should hurry up in the bath so I would have time to rest before his arrival this evening. Agreeing again, I quickly hung up the phone and jumped into the tub. While I soaked and washed and cleaned myself and my hair I kept watching the camera as it seemed not to be moving as I tried to grab my razor without making a sudden move as I almost cried for what I was about to do as I lathered my landing strip up well before taking the first stroke as my little line of hair disappeared as I kept going making sure to get my pussy lips and surrounding areas very well to make sure I was as bald as possible for what ever he had in mind. When I finished I rinsed off and got out of the tub as I applied some lotion to my pussy to help from razor burn as I dried off and quickly got into my robe and headed to my bedroom. I walked into my room and almost removed my robe when I remembered the camera and decided to leave it on as I laid down on my bed curling up as my mind raced with terrible thoughts of things to come as I cried just thinking about is as I fell asleep. A few hours later I heard a loud noise and then I cringed as I heard Jeff call out where are you as I heard what sounded like bags making noise. So I got up grabbing my robe as I walked out into the front room as Jeff closed the door as he set bags down in the front room and headed to the kitchen to put food and drinks in the refrigerator. As I walked out to him I asked what all this stuff was as he replied that it was some new clothes for me and drinks for him, as I walked into the kitchen behind him he turned to look at me smiling evilly as he stood there in his basketball shorts and tank top looking at me as he asked why I had a robe on? I was shocked at first but explained I can't walk around naked I said as he chuckled saying you will from now on he says as he pushes the robe open causing it to fall to the floor as I quickly tried to cover myself but he commanded that I do not cover myself ever unless told. Now he says let's get a look here as he walks around me like he was buying a car or something. Reaching out he fondles my breasts as he uses his other hand to slap my ass causing me to jump a squeal at the same time. Taking my hands he puts them on the door way as he tells me to bend over, as I feel my redness and the feeling of being ashamed and humiliated rushing through my body as I slowly bend over he kicks my feet apart as I feel the air rushing over my ass and my newly shaved pussy as his rough large black hand slides over my ass and slowly works it's way between my legs as I cringe from the thought of another man touching me other than my husband. My husband had been the only man I was ever with sexually or that had seen me naked until this whole incident started. Very nice as he slaps my pussy a couple of times firmly as I jump and almost cries as I felt the sting rush through my body. As his hand rubs my pussy roughly as he just laughs and walks into the living room with his beer as he sits in my husband's recliner. "I went shopping for you" he says and tells me to look in the bags of clothes he bought for me. I walk over, very nervous of walking around naked and wondering what kind of clothes he had bought for me. Opening the bags I was amazed to see all the clothes were very skimpy and nearly see through. I looked back at him to ask where the panties and bras were? He just laughed and said, "Sluts don't need panties or bras." He turned the TV on to some sports channel while I took the clothes to my room to give them a closer look and then put them away. When finished, I returned to the living to gasp in horror as I found him sitting naked in the chair watching a game. I tried to turn away from him but he made me walk closer to the chair. As I came up beside the chair, I could see his large black cock sitting on his leg. I almost passed out not believing a man's cock could be that large. As ashamed as I was at staring, I couldn't take my eyes off of it. "Here" he said as he pulls my hand over and places it on his penis. I feel how warm it is and realize I can't get my hand all the way around it. He insists I stroke it for him. As I start to kneel he explains that unless I am sitting by him, I shall always bend at the waist never the knees. Looking nervous, I bend over and begin stroking him. I get more scared as it gets harder and grows even larger in my hand. He informed me that I would learn to take all eleven inches of his black cock in all my holes before long and then sits back, smiling. Suddenly the thought of it and the horror of it all came crashing down on me as it sinks in that this is my new reality. This is the way my new life will be from here on out. As I stroked his cock to life in my hand, I kept my head hung in shame as he laughed and smiled. As I kept stroking him, he suddenly he grabbed my hand stopping it as he stared coldly into my eyes. "Now you listen Lisa" he said. "I know you can suck cock like a pro because your hubby and I use to talk about a lot of things" as he glared at me coldly. "This is your last chance to make sure you put all your effort into it. Or else!" he says as he lets go of my hand. My mind races, not believing my husband had shared intimate details with this man. Still leaning over him, I started to stroke his cock again. I spit on it for lube as my little hand starts going faster. I thought I would be sick as I moved closer, licking his cock head with my tongue and playing with his pee hole as my tiny white hand continued to stroke him as I move my other hand down to caress his balls as I started sucking on the head before taking the large mushroom shaped head into my mouth. It made a popping sound when it came out of my mouth. I went back to stroking and sucking as I felt his hand on the back of my head, pushing me down further on his cock. My mouth expanded as I kept working him. My mouth was sliding up and down on his cock as I stroked him furiously. Playing with his balls, my mouth collapsed from the amount of suction I was delivering. Saliva was running everywhere as I kept working it faster, amazed as I could feel my nipples hardening from excitement. I felt a wetness between my legs but I kept concentrating on the job at hand. I kept working, my mouth stretched wide. I closed my eyes when I heard him yell "Holy shit babe" .I opened my eyes, wondering what the fuss was. He said "I have never seen a woman swallow all of my cock." I looked down to see that my nose was hitting his belly and my throat would swell up and then go back to normal as I kept working him faster and faster. Feeling his cock harden and shaking a bit, I knew he was going to cum soon. My eyes watered a bit, but I didn't even gag as I kept stroking and sucking as hard and as fast as I could. Suddenly, he stiffened and let go with a huge amount of cum. It shot straight down my throat, nearly coming out of my nose. Even though I was gagging I kept working, taking all of his sperm deep inside my throat and into my belly. I felt him getting softer but I kept working to ensure he was fully done cumming. When I knew he was through, I finished cleaning his cock and stood up. As I looked at him, I felt sick to my stomach from the amount of cum I had just swallowed. I stood there rubbing my jaw, aching from the stretching it has just gotten. "Alright" he said as he fell asleep in the chair. I turned and rush to the bathroom to brush my teeth and rinse my mouth to rid it of the taste of him. I sat on the floor ashamed and disgusted, but realized this was just the beginning. Exhausted and sobbing from the experience I had just endured, I fell asleep on the floor. The sound of Jeff's voice broke the silence. "Where did you go you little slut?" I woke up suddenly knowing that I needed to go to him to see what he needed. Rushing into the living room I saw him smiling as he looked at my naked body. He sat there, fully dressed and having a smoke as he instructed me to lie on the floor in front of him. I lowered my head and replied "Yes sir" not knowing where that comment come from but I answered and obeyed lying down as he had commanded me. I tried to keep my legs closed, but he just ordered me to open my legs and masturbate for him, but warned me I was not allowed to climax. As I lay there, I slowly opened my legs and felt the air rush over me. Touching my nipples, I rolled them between my fingers and tugged on them. Moving one hand to my clit, I rubbed it slowly in a circular motion while playing with my breasts. I noticed the phone by his side but didn't remember him making a call. I kept going, rubbing my clit harder and let my fingers rub my pussy. I slowly closed my eyes, feeling my wetness grow as I teased myself. Finally, I slipped a single finger into my pussy. My nipple hardened and I got goose bumps all over me as I kept rubbing. I imagined the last time my husband and I made love. My temperature rose and my breathing quickened as I slipped a second finger into my pussy and worked it even faster inside of me. I moved my hand to my other nipple and felt a climax building. There I was, lying nude on the floor in front of Jeff, my fingers desperately running in and out of my pussy, and my other hand pulling at my nipple when suddenly I heard the door bell ring. I quickly stopped and began to go hide when Jeff got up and said "Stay where you are and keep going." I was so ashamed a tear ran down my face. When I heard the door open I closed my eyes, afraid to see who it was. I heard a younger voice saying "Wow man, would you look at that." I opened my eyes to see a young pizza delivery boy standing in the doorway watching me play with myself. I kept ramming two fingers in and out of my bald pussy as I played with my nipples. Being too embarrassed, I quickly closed my eyes again. Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse I heard the young voice say "Mrs Johns I always new you were sexy but wow" I recognized the voice as a neighbor's college aged son. I knew I couldn't stop. Due to the shame and humiliation, all I could do was keep my eyes closed as the tears flowed down my cheeks. I kept rubbing my pussy as playing with my nipples as Jeff laughed and after paying for the pizza, closed the door. I was really starting to enjoy the pleasure I was giving myself when he commanded to stop. I was embarrassed and ashamed for being so excited and turned on. I was angry that he had made me stop before I could climax. After my breathing calmed down and I had relaxed a bit, I opened my eyes to see it was time to eat pizza for dinner. When we had finished with dinner I cleaned the table, moving everything to the kitchen as I usually did. I noticed Jeff out of the corner of my eye and glanced over to see that he was naked and stroking his cock as he watched me clean up the kitchen. As it was getting late now as I moved quickly to the table trying to avoid him as he walks up behind me putting his hand on my back he pushes me to the table face down as my breasts got squished He held me down, rubbing his cock against me. I couldn't move as he played with my ass and bald pussy. I felt the large mushroom head of his cock pushing against my pussy as he held me tight, and then felt it slowly begin to enter me. My pussy strained to take all of him as it stretched me wider than I had ever been stretched before. Large tears flowed from my eyes as he selfishly kept pushing more and more of his hard cock into my pussy. No matter how I screamed and kicked, he held me tight and continued until he had pushed all the way into me. Holding it there for a moment, he laughed before starting to slowly withdraw all but the head, and then slammed back into me which forced my hips and breasts even harder into the table. As he began to pick up speed, he would pull almost all the way out and then ram back inside me nearly splitting me open. As he started to quicken his pace, he moved his hand from my back to my hair. Grabbing a handful, he pulled it back and started ranting and shouting "Who's your daddy?" as he kept going faster and faster. I felt his hand slap my ass while he was ramming into me. It was like I was a horse or something. My tears continued to flow and he seemed to laugh more as my body started to betray me. My pussy started to adjust to him and my juices started to flow giving him lubrication to work my pussy even harder and faster. My pussy lips wrapped around his cock like a clamp as he pounded away and pulled my hair. I could feel my ass burning from his slaps and my breathing quickened. As my body adjusted to his cock, I began to push back a bit, moaning loudly and not even realizing it. My mind raced. "Oh God Sir" I said in a moan. "Please fuck me harder" I cried. I was begging like some common whore. But I couldn't control myself. My body and mind were betraying me, being so involved in the taking of me. I started to sweat and began to moan louder and louder. I felt a climax building as my body started to tingle. Still, he kept driving into me harder and harder. All I could do was beg for him to pound my pussy as I got more and more into his invasion of me. I grabbed the table to push back against his thrusts, trying to get more of him into me, when suddenly he pulled out of me. Grabbing my hair and pulling me backwards, I turned to face him just as he started to cum all over my face, hair, and breasts. My body was so close to climaxing, yet I was denied again as he finished stroking himself off on me. He said "Good night for now. I expect a proper awakening in the morning" and he walked toward my room to go to bed. I fell back on my ass, my body covered in cum. I feel so ashamed and ruined as I slowly got up. I made my way to the bathroom to clean myself. After finishing in the bath, I headed back to the living room, looking forward to collapsing in sleep. As I entered the room, I noticed some of the cameras following my movement. "If Jeff is here who is controlling the cameras" I wondered. I laid down trying to imagine what else he could possibly do to me. Too exhausted to think clearly, I decided to deal with this battle in my mind after a nights sleep. With that decision made, I drifted off into a deep sleep. How I Became a Black Cock Whore Ch. 03 My Saturday morning started with a bang as the loud backfire of a passing car woke me. As I sat up on the couch, the small blanket that was covering me slid from my shoulders as I put my feet on the floor, and elbows on my knees. I rubbed my tired and sore eyes. I shook my head, thinking, "Oh my god; what a crazy dream." I really opened my eyes, and reality struck as I my surroundings came into focus, and I realized I was naked. The events that occurred the night before came rushing back to my mind. As I mentally ran through everything, what Jeff had said the night before dawned on me. "I'd better get a proper wake up." I jumped to my feet in a hurry, rushing through my house to my bedroom, stopping in the doorway to see him still sleeping, naked, on my bed. As I stood looking at him, I began to think of the night before and my eyes drifted to his dark, soft cock lying on his leg as he slept. While I stood there staring, thinking of what he had done and how my life was already beginning to change, my body began to react to the image in front of me. I felt my nipples harden and my freshly shaven pussy get damp as I stood there, watching him sleep. I slowly moved towards him, and began to crawl on the bed, finding myself licking my lips as I did. My tiny, white hand reached out, shaking. I slowly grasped his cock and leaned in, my tongue starting to dance around the slit on his cock, and I pushed my tongue into it as I felt his cock begin to stir. As it began to harden, I slowly popped the head in and out of my mouth like a lollipop, twirling my tongue around his cock. He became harder as I began stroking his cock; my mouth opened and I started taking more and more of it into my mouth. As I coated his cock with my saliva, he became fully erect, and I moved one of my hands to massage his balls. Before I knew it, I had his whole cock in my throat, feeling like a snake eating its dinner whole, I continued my work. As my head bobbed up and down, faster and faster, on his cock, my breasts were swung underneath me, my nipples brushing his leg, and getting harder as I continued. Finally, I felt his cock fully stiffen, the head swelling in my mouth, and his balls getting tight in my hand. I heard a small moan, then I heard Jeff say, "Oh my god, you're going to be the best whore ever." His cock finally erupted and ribbon after ribbon of hot cum shot into my mouth, as I nearly choked, gulping and swallowing it down as fast as I could, until his cock was finally emptied. I kept my mouth kept going, licking his cock clean from tip to base, and I felt myself almost moaning like some wild animal in heat as I did. It wasn't until he sat up in bed, his cock making a popping sound as he pulled it from my mouth, that I realized what I was doing and sat there blankly looking at him. He yawned and stretched and told me to go get some coffee going. I jumped off the bed, almost running to the kitchen to do it. As I was making the coffee, I heard him rustling around in the bedroom. When he came out into the living room, he was dressed in a nice pair of shorts and a pretty silk shirt, with his dark sunglasses hooked on his shirt, and a pair of sandals on. When the coffee was finished brewing, I delivered a cup of it to him and I smiled. I kept my face lowered, trying not to make eye contact. He took the cup from me and said, "I have already laid an outfit out on the bed for you; go get dressed." I was smiling as I walked to my room. I found the outfit on the bed. I saw a skirt and blouse, thinking to myself, "Well, this isn't so bad." That was, until I went to put it on. The skirt was so short, the lower part of my ass cheeks showed when I walked, and if I crouched or bent over, I would be totally exposed. I slipped the blouse on, only to find he had cut off many of the top buttons so the blouse barely kept my breasts covered, and I knew they would fall out with hardly any movement. As we walked out the front door, I tried to hurry to the car so none of my neighbors would see me dressed this way. Once I was in the car, I crouched down, hoping to hide myself from the other drivers on the road. As Jeff drove, we began heading into a part of town even the cops joke and say they don't want to go – and they have guns. As we drove further, I began seeing burned out cars and abandoned houses all boarded up. I heard gunshots and even saw some prostitutes and gang members. We finally stopped at an old park. I looked around the park and saw about twenty people, all black and of all ages. They were setting up grills, tables, and food. As we got out of the car, I kept tugging on my skirt, trying to keep it as low as possible, and was using one hand to help keep my blouse as best as I could. I stayed close to Jeff, and didn't leave his side. I was frightened and nervous as I looked around. Everyone pointed and stared at me, whispering things to one another, as we found a couple of seats on a nearby bench. Shortly after we sat down, three young men came over to talk to Jeff. He introduced me as "his bitch," as I just sat in horror and shame. They stared at me. Then Jeff deliberately dropped his keys on the ground, and told me to pick them up. When I started to bend my knees to get them, trying to be as modest as possible, I felt a sharp sting on my ass where he slapped me. He yelled, "Is that how bitches bend over? " I looked to him and replied, "No, sir." I looked briefly at the young men and I bent to grab the keys with my ass facing them. I felt the wind blow on my bald pussy and ass, and couldn't decide if I should worry about that, or the fact that my breasts had just fallen out of my blouse. I grabbed the keys, handed them to Jeff, and quickly sat back down. The rest of the day went relatively well after the key incident. I got him some drinks and food, sitting quietly next to him until I went to grab him a beer after we had finished eating. As I was getting his drink, I noticed him talking to the young men who had been there before and pointing at me. As I walked back, I saw them smiling and walking away. I delivered the beer to Jeff as I sat down. He put his arm around me. As he looked and smiled at me, he said, "The boys want to talk with you over there in the alley, and I know you're going to make me proud. Right, bitch?" He grabbed my hair hard, pulling my face to his, as he said this. "Yes, sir," I replied. My heart dropped and reality sunk in even further as I walked and wobbled my way over to the alley. When I got there, I peeked around the corner and saw the three men sitting on an old garbage can, smoking. As I slowly got closer, I asked in a shaky, soft voice, "You wanted to talk to me?" One of them replied, "You know what we want, bitch." He rubbed his crotch and looked at me. As I slowly moved closer, I knew what I had to do. I knelt down in front of him, and the three of them began unzipping their pants. As I reached for the first cock, and luckily they were smaller than Jeff, I pulled him to me and hungrily took his cock in my mouth. One of the other men reached down and began pulling and pinching my nipples, painfully. As I tried to focus on the cock before me, I felt a sting as the third man slapped my ass hard. Whimpering when he did, I continued to hungrily take the first cock in my mouth, devouring it like some crazed animal. I partly wanted it, but I also just wanted the whole experience to be over. While I was sucking the first cock, I felt my skirt being raised higher. I felt a hand slide between my cheeks to my wet pussy, as he began to rub my clit firmly and wiggle my bald lips. I got more excited, almost humming with the cock in my mouth. Working as hard as I could on the cock in my mouth and feeling my nipples pulled and yanked while I was being fingered was getting me quite aroused. I began to feel the cock in my mouth start to twitch as I knew his orgasm was coming soon. Just as I was about to take the first load of cum in my mouth, without warning, I felt a cock slammed into my pussy, instantly realizing there was no condom on it. As I moaned while the cock plowed into me from behind, the man with his cock in my mouth suddenly shot his load as I tried to swallow all the cum he was releasing. He kept moving his cock, trying to spray my face, but I managed to catch most of his cum in my mouth. The man with his cock in my pussy grabbed my hips and began slamming into me, harder and harder. My tits swung under me, as I could not help but moan like some cheap whore. Before I could say anything, the third cock was shoved in my mouth. He was only in my mouth for a few moments before he started shooting his hot seed down my throat. He giggled and laughed as he did. With the first two men spent, all I had to do now was concentrate on the cock in my pussy. I lowered my head and felt my nipples and breasts drag on the dirty ground, trying to squeeze my pussy as hard as I could on his cock. Surprisingly, I began to get into it and started pushing back into him, as my body betrayed me more and more, as he wildly fucked me in this dirty alley. I looked back at the man and purred, "How do you like my white pussy? It's smooth and wet and tight for you. That's it baby; fuck my white pussy. Show me what it's meant to be used for. Do it." I rocked my hips on his cock as his friends cheered him on. I felt him harden even more in my pussy, letting me know he was going to cum soon, and panic hit me. I looked back and tried to pull off his cock, begging him to let me swallow his seed, telling him how his friends liked my mouth – trying to do anything to prevent him from Cumming in me. He pulled out of my pussy, and grabbed my hair, yanking me to the ground. He began Cumming all over my face, tits, and blouse, as my hair laid the dirty ground. I tried to grab his cock to put in my mouth to save myself from later embarrassment, but it was no use. When it was over, I slowly got to my feet, shakily trying to make myself presentable. However, I wasn't able to with the men's cum on my blouse, face and hair. As I slowly walked back to Jeff, he sat there smiling. Thankfully, the sun was setting. He said, "Good job. Let's go home." I got in the car, slouching down once again, trying to hide from the passengers in close by cars. When of the realization of what my new life was going to be like, as I cried. He ignored my cries as he continued to drive. When he got to my house, he pulled in the garage, sparing me some embarrassment from the prying eyes of my neighbors. When I got in the house, I almost ran for the bathroom, stripping my clothes as I went, and finally getting in the bath as I heard him go to bed. I scrubbed and scrubbed, trying to wash the dirty feeling away, but couldn't. After the long bath, I slowly went to the couch, curled naked under the blanket, and drifted off to sleep. Edited By Goddess_Sarah.