3 comments/ 50874 views/ 9 favorites Victoria's Lucky Day At Work By: Terrin2 This story is a continuation of Victoria, The Black Man's Whore, and like that story is dedicated to victoriap. The following morning Victoria woke up happy and refreshed. The memory of how she served the men the previous evening made her slut nature happy and self-complacent while the amount of cum she had been lucky to drink made her refreshed, at least temporarily. The problem with Victoria Petersen was that contrary to common sense the more Negro cum she got, the more she seemed to need. She knew she would have to get some cum today too or else it would be hard to survive the day. And of course considering how much she drank the day before, Victoria didn't see any reason why she should go down rather than up with the amount. Victoria brushed her teeth, washed, did her hair and considered how to dress for the day. Being an incurable exhibitionist, she always dressed to provoke, but always in style. Even during office hours she wanted to look sexy to say the least and today more than ever if she wanted to find a sperm donor or two – one during the lunch break, and one or more (why shouldn't there be more) after hours. She put on her invariably sexy lingerie first: she would wear a corset today! A corset made her feel constrained which always reminded her of her slut nature and urged her to seek a source of semen. She selected her steel underbust scarlet Mae corset – back-laced, it pronounced her hips so beautifully by cinching down the waist and held the stockings securely in place with eight garters. Now the outfit for the day: after some consideration she opted for a semi-official yet whorish shiny red silk blouse. The color agreed with the scarlet corset underlay and the bullet bust support made her tits press against the blouse as if crying out, "Come and handle us!" A gray mid-thigh pencil skirt should go well with that, she thought – it accentuated her leg and hip line and that was the very effect she desired. Victoria Petersen takes great pride in her long, straight legs. Fully-fashioned, Cuban heeled nude stockings with finishing loop and sewn seam were the right sort for the day. Not the usual ultra shine sort she tended to select to attract mates, but Victoria liked vintage and these stockings went along with her corset and the feeling was complete especially when she lay on her back to open her legs for a stud. Then the finishing loops looked just grand and were widely appreciated amongst her black bucks. Victoria was of the opinion that the most whorish sight was a lady shamelessly giving herself to black men. She put her left foot on the chair and pulled the stocking up encasing her smooth shaven leg in the sensuality of 100% non-stretch nylon. She made sure the backseam was straight to her satisfaction and attached the top of the stocking to the metal clasps then proceeded to put on the other stocking. She reached into the drawer where she kept her collection of thongs and panties. Old style, fully covered ones were the best fit to the rest of her underwear, but then an idea hit home. A true ladylike whore didn't need any panties, did she? Isn't it so much more exciting to spend a day at work not wearing any, in a state of semi-exposure and a constant reminder of what she really was – a willing slut set on getting worse and dirtier. Furthermore, with her short skirt her panties-less state would mean being on edge whenever sitting down! What condition could be more beautiful for an exhibitionist! She smiled a whorish smile looking at the voluptuous folds of her smooth, clean-shaven labia. No, Victoria was not going to wear any panties today! She made that decision and instantly felt the sooo welcome sensation of pleasurable tickling in her pussy as it started producing its sweet juices. The thought that throughout the day she would be moving around with wetness on her thighs made the dirty Victoria diddle her clit and a lecherous smile lit her face while some longing dullness appeared in her eyes. The shoes! Pumps of course, that goes without saying. The best would be her 6-inch spike whore shoes, but these won't do for the office. She eventually opted for dark brown Gucci Sofia peep-toe platform pumps on self-covered 5-inch heels. She loved the effect the peep toes gave her rh&t stockinged toes. The selection of the jacket was the least problematic – it had to be on the official side. The gray two-button wool one should do just fine. It made her look official without ruining the whorish effect she strove to give her person. Victoria completed the dressing up task with the deep red, satin finish voluptuous lipstick and the peacock blue eye shadow that went so well with her pale blue eyes. A few touches of rouge and mascara, the ever-present four-strand pearl bracelet and Victoria Petersen felt she was ready to face the world. She strutted into her office and as always was met with a mixture of jealous yet admiring looks of her female colleagues and badly hidden lust in the eyes of her male colleagues. These always put her in the right mood to tackle her daily load of work. After about an hour of working, Victoria looked at her watch. "Shit," she thought, "so much time to go before the lunch break!" she was already cock hungry. She got an email from a colleague. He was the guy who kept gallantly courting her. Both of them knew it was a kind of game as the man was happily married, but both liked playing it. She opened the mail and stared: a huge velvety brown cock with a most beautiful purple head and heavy semen-loaded balls pulling down the foreskin, was swaying slightly on the screen, a most beautiful drop of crystal clean precum seemed to be winking at her. The monster tool was smiling at her warmly and Victoria smiled back, her mouth instantly overflowing with saliva! She shook her head and closed her eyes. The picture vanished and was replaced by an elephant with a raised trunk and an apple at the tip of the trunk. "Shit and fuck!" Victoria thought. Things looked bad with her if she had that kind of phantasms. It was time she did something about it. Most people would think of putting their most desired thing aside if it gave such an effect, but not so Victoria Petersen. Oh no! For Victoria there was only one remedy: get a nice black cock in her mouth quickly and then partake of the nourishing nectar that would help her survive until the afternoon when she would be able to find some more to let her last through the rest of the day. One more hour to go before lunch break! Well, what the hell, Victoria thought. She would take the break earlier today. She walked quickly to the nearby shopping plaza where there was always ample supply of cock for a woman in need. For ten minutes she walked the shopping arcades being ogled by white men, but not finding any black cock owners that she would consider suitable. And then there they were: two most handsome, tall and slim, real black-skinned individuals in white shirts and suits moving slowly along the arcade. Normally Victoria preferred to approach a single man. It was easier that way, but these two looked just too sweet to pass on them and she was getting pretty desperate besides. She accelerated her pace. Click, click, click on the floor as she went past them and looked at them openly sending them an alluring smile. Twenty yards more and Victoria stopped at the shop window of a ladies footwear boutique. She looked over her right shoulder to the men. They were approaching slowly talking to each other and looking at her. She sent them another smile and made it openly lustful. Seconds later she saw their reflections in the shop window glass, standing to her right. She could hear her heart beating fast! "Nice shoes," one of the men said bending towards her. "Which ones?" she looked at him openly and smiled. "The ones you're wearing, lady," the other man put in. Victoria sent him a smile too. "Thanks," she responded, "I like them on my legs." "And these are fine legs," the first man commented. "Thank you, darling." Victoria cooed. The men were much younger than she was. It's oh so flattering when young men go gaga over her! "And you have nice pants." She looked at the two bulges that seemed to be growing in their crotches. She licked her red lips wet slowly and meaningfully. "And nice boxers too," the other man said. Yes, there was a bulge clearly forming in his trousers. "I like to see things for myself," Victoria said and added, "There's a nice quiet place near the other end of the mall from here." She saw the surprise on their faces. They probably thought she was only dirty flirting them. She turned and moved briskly towards the public toilets area. She looked at them over her shoulder and saw them look at each other before following her with smirks on their faces. That was the expression of two black men who knew they had found a willing and obedient bitch. They didn't know what the bitch could do yet; Victoria chuckled to herself at the thought. She led the men to the disabled restroom – large and clean and at this time of day always empty. Victoria looked to check if nobody was looking and entered, the black men followed her in. Victoria took to the dresser pretending she needed to correct a stray hair. The men were beside her in a flash, their hands on her body. One of them reached to her tits and bent over her to lick her neck. The other was on his knees running his hands over her voluptuously stockinged legs and in a moment Victoria felt him kiss the back of her right thigh and the crook of her knee, His hands traveled up, under her skirt to feel the garter straps that held her stockings in place. "Holy shit! Man look at this," the guy kneeling said to his pal. "I've never seen anything so grand on a woman!" He pulled her skirt up revealing the eight straps hanging from her corset as well as her clean-shaven pubis and pink, engorged labia to his pal's lickerish eyes. Both men gasped with admiration and another shock, the sight of her thong-less state with clear traces of viscosity oozing from her cunt. Another pair of eager hands traversed the stockinged thighs and reached the woman's greedy snatch. She felt fingers handle her soaked labia. "Wait, darlings," the shameless whore said, pulled her skirt higher and put her right foot on the toilet bowl to give them better view of, and better access to her love hole. One of the men dropped to his knees and started lapping her juices making sounds of contentment. The other looked on, his hand massaging Victoria's gorgeous ass cheeks. "You're in heat, honey, aren't you?" he said to Victoria. "Darling, I'm always in heat," the slutty woman smiled back reaching to his zipper with her left hand. Her right hand was stroking the hair of the man eating her pussy. The moment her hand slipped into the man's trousers and her fingers riveted on the promising bulge of his cock, Victoria felt the other man slide two fingers past the folds of her pussy, into the well-lubricated twat. She giggled as he swiveled the fingers inside the warm womanly crevice. He removed the slimy fingers and licked her juice off them. "You're running, bitch, oops, forgive me my language," he blurted out. "It's okay, darling. You can call me by any name you like," the shameless Victoria answered. "I like being called dirty names as much as I like getting dirty." The man at her feet opened her vagina with his fingers and pushed his tongue inside her. As his tongue was waggling inside her wet snatch, the other guy continued to feel her garter straps and corset. "I've never seen a slut like you, lady," he expressed his appreciation of her underwear. "Wait till you use me, honey," she answered massaging his promising tool. "Let's get down to it, shall we? I don't have all the time in the world." She pushed the man eating her cunt away and sat on the toilet bowl, crossing her high-heeled legs....zzzzip, that intoxicating sound that 100% nylon makes. "Give me your tools," she demanded, her voice suddenly hoarse with excitement. The man standing up was at an advantage: his dick was already out. He moved to her front and offered her the 8-inch love tool. She ran her finger nails caressingly along it, squeezed the head slightly with her fingers to get more precum from the cockhole and put her lips to the head to suck the precum. She smacked her lips and pulled his balls from the confines of his boxers. Her eyes shone at the heavy sack covered only with stubble. "You seem to have a lot of nectar in those, darling," she cooed weighing his balls in her hand, and without waiting for an answer applied her lips to the scrotal sack to kiss the balls and suck in the folds of his skin. She encased his balls with her fingers and put all his sack into her mouth teasing it with her tongue. When she was pleased with the exercise on his balls, she ran her lips lovingly along the side of his now desperately oozing precum cock and buried the lovely head in her mouth. "Fuck, oh fuck," the man gasped and his hips instinctively went into fucking movement. The hungry slut Victoria had no problem accommodating all his length in her mouth and her throat. His 8 inches were not a challenge for the whore woman who prided herself in being the deepthroat queen! The male organ slid into the depth of her pharynx easily and the man was treated to the unbelievable sensation of having his dick massaged by the woman's pharynx walls. The other man was looking in disbelief as the 8 inches of manmeat were sliding in and out of the woman's face so effortlessly. The white whore was skilled beyond belief. Such things he had only seen in hardcore porn and here was a willing white bitch and a lady giving his pal this very blowjob as if it was her daily routine exercise! Well, that's exactly what it was – the deranged slut's daily exercise. There was no time for proper fucking and they had to satisfy themselves with her blowjob skills, but it was much more than the men could have expected or, in most likelihood, were ever going to get. The dirty woman was devouring the cock in her mouth while eyeing the other guy's tool. That seemed bigger, probably 9 inches, she was glad to observe. The man inside her face was groaning and tensing. He held the slut's head, his hands buried in her platinum white hair, and fucked away at her totally oblivious to the fact that his friend was looking as his dick with every retreat brought the woman's spittle that dribbled down her chin and landed on her blouse. The man fucking her shot his first rope directly into her throat, but the others flew into her mouth as he retreated his dick. God, her first helping of the day! What a treat! The semen was a little musky in taste and pretty liquid in texture, not lumpy. Victoria likes all tastes of sperm, though. She is a true gourmet if ever there was one when it comes to sperm! The woman didn't bother with the fact that the men were looking as she turned the thin whitish liquid in her mouth to fully appreciate the taste. On the contrary! Making a show of it excited her slutty nature. She had always gotten her kicks from shocking people with her sexual debauchery! The bigger the shock she could give, the happier was the slut inside her. She swallowed the sperm, opened her mouth for them to see it was all gone and licked her lips with gusto. She pushed the first dick owner aside to make room for his colleague who was heavily dripping with precum. Victoria cleaned that tasty secretion off of the cock head and, like a moment earlier, started with the balls. Having satisfied her first thirst, she was in no hurry now and took her time playing with the dick offered to her. She showered it with cute little kisses, caught and sucked the folds of skin bands, teased the frenulum and drove the tip of her tongue into the urethra hole rendering the man beyond himself with lust and anticipation. Victoria was having fun observing his reactions to her skill! Time was flowing, however, and she wanted another load of nut paste besides, so she started impaling herself onto the hard rock, while massaging the heavy ball sack with her right hand. The silky dick, which was blacker than his friend's, was finding its way into her adjustable throat as she accommodated him to her comfort. Oh, it's such a wondrous feeling when the head of a cock forces Victoria's pharynx wider and massages her muscles inching slowly deeper and deeper as she breathes through her nose and saliva flows her mouth! Oh, it's such a kinky feeling to know a black stud is using her, to know she is of service to him! With his hands firmly holding her head in place the second man was fucking her with rapid, convulsive movements of his hips, hardly removing his dick from her throat with the backward swings. He was giving the whore woman a great time as her pharynx was constantly filled and ravished. And when he came, he came right into her throat, gasping like a man saved from drowning. That did not please Victoria. She preferred to take black man's cock syrup in her mouth to taste it properly. Well, at least her belly got its share of Negro nut cream, and a good share it seemed to be. When the man stepped back, Victoria looked at her blouse. "Shit," she said seeing the large wet spot on her bust where her saliva landed during the deepthroating she had just performed. She would have to clean herself the best she could, but first civility required her to thank her donors for their helpings of the lovely sperm. "Thanks, darlings," she beamed a happy smile at them. "Are you going to be around here anytime soon?" Unfortunately they were here just on business and were catching their plane at noon the following day so there was no way she could service them again. She said good-bye and the men sneaked out of the restroom leaving the slut to take care of her make up and blouse. Luckily her skirt wasn't creased too badly. Victoria cleaned her blouse with water leaving the front wet, did a quick, expert job on her make up, checked to see if her backseams were still perfectly straight, and pleased with herself left the restroom. The moment she left the restroom in her slut-made-happy state, she found herself facing a medium-height, but well-built black guard at the mall. A regular visitor here, the white whore had noticed him before and not one time had thought that it would be very convenient to have him on her lovers list especially that he was the head guard. For one thing, he looked promising. Moreover, she could always drop in here and find a good source of protein to satisfy her cum craving. On top of that, there were a few other young black guards whom she could pleasure too. The insatiable 49-year-old slut was always on the lookout for new donors. She was never satisfied with what she had and wanted more and more. She smiled at the man instinctively as she was moving past him. "Excuse me, ma'am," the uniformed man stopped her. "Yes?" she cooed, her smile becoming wider and outright lewd. "This is the disabled restroom. You're not allowed to use it," he stated firmly holding his balance in front of what he could see was a shameless whore. "Oh dear! Is it?" she continued to sweet-idiot coo him. "I'm sorry. I didn't notice. I was desperate." "I see," he said slowly, looking at her wet blouse. He blocked her passage for a while then smiled finally overcome with the lust emanating from her and added: "That's okay, lady, but take notice of that in the future." Victoria stole a look at the wall clock. She still had some time to spare if she went without lunch. In the office she'd said she would be back in forty minutes. She pushed the cute pink tip of her tongue past her lips and pretending she was licking her lips, wagged it at him. She saw the man's studied steadiness desert him as he winced the first moment, but his eyes shone with lust a second later. Victoria's Lucky Day At Work "Erm, actually," Victoria was in her game, "I still am a little desperate." "Anything I could do?" the man asked hesitantly. The brazenfaced slut lowered her eyes slowly to his crotch and made big eyes. "Hmm, as a matter of fact, I suppose you could," she said and smacked her lips again. "Do you have some quiet place here where I could state my needs?" "Go to the service elevator and wait. I'll join you in a minute." "But don't keep me waiting. My lunch break's coming to an end," she answered and strutted in the direction he indicated. He joined her there soon in a deserted side-corridor, looking behind his shoulder to make sure there was nobody to see him open a small service room to let her in. The man was anxious. Not only did that white slut excite him, but also he was also scared somebody should see that. He was the shift master, but should any customer spot them together and complain to the management, it would certainly cost him his job. Oh, God. The wicked selfish whore was tempting him to perdition and he was doing her bidding like a supine fool. The moment the mechanical door clicked shut behind him and he turned on the light, the woman sat on some box and pulled him to her by the belt. She quickly unzipped his trousers to pull out his tool while he reached to her pert breasts. She slapped him on the hand and said: "You'll handle me another time, darling. I'm in a hurry now." The cock-crazed slut didn't lose time indeed. She didn't stop to caress the dick, just took a good look at it to appreciate its chocolate beauty and took it in her ever-hungry mouth to give her pharynx yet another massage. Even if she didn't have much time for him, she was intent on proving to him that she could give him a blowjob no one else could. She therefore deepthroated him properly, risking another incident with her blouse. When the man lost control and started fucking her face totally lost in his unexpected bliss, she let him. She could always say in the office that she had an incident with tea during lunch. The happy guard was riding her face no longer minding the fact that somebody might hear his loud groans and moaning. He actually cried out the moment his jism exploded into her slutty mouth flooding it with a generous amount of delicious black nut juice. Victoria swallowed quickly and scrupulously, stood up, straightened her skirt, looked at her blouse critically, pulled out her make up compact and looking at her reflection in the mirror said: "Oh my gosh! You've ruined my lipstick." The big man almost looked repentant. Victoria caressed his cheek and said: "It's okay, darling. I'm not angry. You must tell me when you're on duty so I can service you properly." Victoria arrived in her office ten minutes later than she had said she would. Luckily nobody seemed to notice and her blouse had nearly dried by then. She sat in front of her computer and started pondering the events of the morning. She couldn't believe her luck! The day had barely started and she had already taken three good offerings of black cum. On top of that she had befriended the top guard at the mall and would from now on be able to service his cock at her leisure and in the security of the service room too. With time, she was sure, she could persuade him to let her suck the cocks of the other black guards at the place. Her prospects seemed bright and the afternoon looked promising too. She was going to her usual tavern where black cocks were in big supply and there was always some nice cock to pick up not to mention the regulars and the personnel both of whom she sucked on the daily basis and sometimes fucked too. Ah, what a life, Victoria smiled at her belly where three nice helpings of the precious Negro nectar were swiveling! Then she thought about the Saturday party she was throwing. The idea had come as an inspiration after the four black studs fucked her and fed her their jism so dutifully the day before. Tonight in the tavern she would invite a few of her regulars to the party. How many guys could turn up? She was sure that at least ten. "Yes, you horny cum eater," she said to herself, "it's time you went for more." Oh, the thought of pleasing so many black cocks and devouring so much of their cum on Saturday evening started moistening her ever-hungry pussy again. Of course she would have to get supplies for the party. She would do it on Saturday morning and, what a lucky coincidence, she would do it in the shopping arcade where Brandon, the head guard worked. That way she would get a supply of fresh jism to keep her going until the party! Her happy train of thoughts was interrupted by a colleague. Shit! In her happy state she had completely forgotten about the business dinner she was supposed to have after work today. So much for her plans for more jism to satisfy her hunger that afternoon! She would try and cut the dinner short, but of course would only be able to get to the tavern pretty late. She would get some cock nevertheless, but the question was how to survive until that late without another helping? The three loads she had already received that day were unlikely to carry her through the whole afternoon. When pressed, Victoria's slutty mind could usually come up with a solution, though. She would take her business contact to the restaurant where Axel, one of her recently enlisted donors, worked. She would excuse herself and get Axel's jism during dinner. Victoria smiled at the thought. Reinforced with this resolution, she hurried to the restaurant where she had arranged the dinner with the prospective new client. It was nearly five. She had changed into more official attire: a black, pin-striped business jacket on top of a beige semi-gloss blouse and a more modest black pencil skirt ending three inches above her knees. However, the corset with garter straps remained. To make up for her more sober attire, the slut inside Victoria decided she should change the stockings to bolder natural contrast with black Cuban Heel, Foot, Seam and Welt. The shoes? The slut inside her made the choice again: Empire! She had hardly worn these shoes yet even though she bought them a month ago. They were a perfect match to the contrast stockings: red patent, with red soles and black 7-inch stiletto heels that required ankle straps as walking in these pumps was practically on tiptoes! She fell in love with those shoes the moment she saw them and now wondered why she hadn't worn them yet. Business dinners will be business dinners. Hard to concentrate your attention on a sterile conversation with a smallish man in his fifties who is finding it difficult not to salivate ogling the slut pretending to be a woman of business seated opposite him. And this is especially difficult if at the next table, facing you, sits a most gorgeous, clean-shaven-sculled example of a coal-black stud that keeps eyeing you and sending you cute smiles ignoring the white call girl with whom he's having dinner. The slut in Victoria was on edge all the time. So much so that she nearly forgot to direct herself to the place where Axel was waiting. As she walked past the coal-black man she made sure he would have a good look at her hip sway, her seamed stockings and killer shoes. Their eyes held contact until she nearly bumped into another table. She minced forward attracting more attention from other men in the place. Walking in such shoes takes some skill and Victoria had plenty of that. She loves her stilettos. Axel was in the recess off the main lobby, near the telephone booths. He quickly let Victoria into a small service room. He was pretty nervous, poor thing. It was the first time he was going to offer his dick to his white cum-bitch to suck in his place of employment. The slut inside Victoria appreciated it. It meant he valued her cock-sucking skills very highly. Today, however, she would only give him a quick blowjob. Victoria was driven by selfish motives – she needed his hot cum to last to the evening when more supply would be available. Furthermore, she would only deepthroat him a few times so as not to get any spittle on her blouse again and that was no good during an official business dinner. She kissed and licked Axel's dick to arousal and jerked him off with her throat cavity until he swayed on his legs. Then she locked her cock-sucking lips on his glans to make sure no cum would be spilt and the happy young man filled the white whore with his jism. Victoria ate the delectable goo even if a little tangy in taste, but the texture was lumpy, which made her mouth jump with joy! "Thanks, darling. You've no idea how much you helped me. I'll reward you for this treat, but have to be going now." She kissed his cheek and opened the door of the service room. There was the tall, bald-headed black man standing in the recess by the telephone booths. The sight of him arrested Victoria's progress and brought a fuck-me-silly smile to her face. She was looking at the man shamelessly as she moved past him, her legs suddenly wobbly. "You've kept me waiting, whore," the man suddenly said. Victoria stopped shocked, but the cum slut inside her was squealing and jumping with delight at the way she was spoken to! She stood there with that silly smirk glued to her face as if she didn't comprehend what he was saying. "What do you have to say, white whore?" the man demanded and Victoria almost swooned. "Oh, I'm sorry, sir," she finally managed to say. "I was...busy." "Busy servicing that kid's dick? Do you only go for kids' dicks? Is that all you're worth?" Now Victoria definitely swooned. She was speechless with delight! The man didn't wait for her to speak, though. He continued in a dominating voice: "Get rid of that dude you're dining with and wait for me at the main entrance. You've got half an hour and you'll get your true food." And he was gone to join the girl he was sitting with. Victoria went back to her table, her legs shaky. As she was going past that man's table, he bent to the girl and said something. The girl laughed and looked at Victoria with disdain. Victoria joined her business contact, but after twenty minutes excused herself with a headache. The man escorted her gallantly to the lobby where she said she wanted to use the restroom and he went his way. Victoria took her position at the main entry and waited for the black-like-coal stud. This time he kept her waiting. Ten minutes passed, then another ten before the man finally appeared in company with the white girl. Victoria smirked stupidly as her lust swept away all her dignity. The man seemed to be ignoring her. He kissed the girl good-bye and helped her into a coat. Then the girl approached Victoria and said loud enough for the people around to hear: "Have fun, slut!" And of course a few people looked making the slut inside Victoria roar with delight! The girl left and the man bent his finger at Victoria. She followed him into the street where he was first to get into a taxi leaving the door open for her. She followed him into the car and noticed that the driver was black too. In the car Victoria tried to start chitchat with the man. He, however, remained unresponsive. There was something dominant about his self-confident manner, something that made goose bumps form on Victoria's skin. She had never before found herself confronted with such a man and was ecstatic with anticipation. Something in her wanted to subjugate her to him and it was clear that the man could see that something in her from the onset. "Cabby," he suddenly turned to the driver, "how about we make a deal you and me? You take this here white whore and use her instead of the usual fare." The cabby, a young Senegalese in dreadlocks, was surprised, but more than that aroused. He had kept stealing looks at the woman in the rear view mirror ever since she entered his car. At the traffic lights he looked around and studied her openly with an assumed expression of sophistication and connoisseurship. "Tell him you're a good whore," the tall man turned to Victoria. This was extremely degrading for her, but she wanted to please this man and besides, it was a question of ambition not to be turned down by a black stud so she said with a lustful smile: "I'm a good whore that loves eating black dick and is an expert at deepthroating." The situation where she was forced to offer herself to a taxi driver as a product of value equivalent to some twenty dollars made her pussy and ass even wetter! "How long can I use her for?" the driver asked. "Twenty minutes," the man responded. "And you can use her in my compartment. Agreed?" "What can I do with the bitch?" "What can he do with you, bitch?" the man turned to his white slut. "Anything you like," the dirty whore offered the cabby her most masturbatory, whorish smile that made the man almost reel. "But you fuck her only in the ass. The twat's mine," the tall guy made the one restriction. "Okay, agreed," the cabby blurted out and sped on. They arrived at a modern apartment block, all covered in red tiles, with large patios. The man, whose name Victoria still didn't know, gave the driver his apartment number and entered the building with the slut woman by his side. At the door a uniformed porter – yet another black man, this one a little overweight, welcomed him. "What time are you off your shift, Baron?" Victoria's guide asked. "In two hours. Why, Mr. Kendrix, sir?" Baron answered staring at the white slut at Kendrix's side. "Just an idea. How do you like this slut?" Mr. Kendrix returned. "Well, since you ask me, I like her very much. Looks like a good whore." His eyes wandered down Victoria's hip, legs and stopped on her feet adorned with her 7-inch red ultra glossy patent pumps. "I say, why don't drop in and see how good she is?" "Oh, shit. Mr. Kendrix, can I really?" "Sure, man. She'll be ready and waiting." Baron looked like a man who had hit the jackpot. They had barely entered the apartment when the cabby turned up to collect his fare. Kendrix led him and Victoria into the guest room telling them not to soil the bed. The dreadlocked driver put his hands on her and started feeling her body sending electric thrills through her flesh. His hands were on her hips and the slut dropped her skirt to the floor. Looked like she was going to be used heavily and she preferred not to have her skirt creased. "Oh shit! You're a royal slut!" the man exclaimed running his hands over her hips, garters and stocking tops. He had never seen a woman so dressed up for fucking and his dick was striving to get out of his pats and use the bitch. Victoria saw that and put her hands on his bulge. She sat down on the bed and pulled his tool out. About 7 ½ inches, a standard thing, but a cock is a cock and Victoria is willing to pleasure any cock, as long as it's black. She didn't have to work on it with her hands as it was already more erect than it had ever been before. The black cock slut Victoria has a unique knack at standing cocks so that their owners wouldn't forget the size of their tools. She pulled him to her by the balls for some preliminary sucking before he was going to fuck her. The first step is always get the precum so Victoria locked her slutty glossy red lips on the urethra and sucked the slimy ooze into her mouth. Next she licked the whole rod and finally took the head into her mouth and circled her tongue slowly around it giving special attention to his frenulum band before kissing the corona ridge and gliding the tip of her tongue along its sensitive flesh. "Oh shit! Oh fuck!" the man could hardly control his hip movement. "Umm...(kiss)...how lovely...(smack)...but stand still, darling...(kiss)... such a big black boy and dances his ass like a baby," the unblushing whore was teasing him. That was only the foreplay, though. Victoria wanted to get the feeling of a black dick in her pharynx again. She started swallowing the Senegalese cock twisting her head from left to right for better fit and better feel of having her throat filled. The man's dick was no challenge for the expert deepthroating slut, and she was taking her time toying with that piece of manmeat as it slowly snaked its way into her food passageway. The whole dick had disappeared in her face and her nose was buried in the dark bush of the Senegalese stud. She showed no inclination to remove him from her horny throat and kept twisting her head. Eventually, however, even a slut of that skill has to get a little more air so she removed the penis from her throat hold and a lot of spittle ran down her chin onto the front of her blouse. Victoria didn't mind that this time though – it actually made her look even more like a filthy whore and only excited her more in consequence. She introduced the man's organ back into her mouth and throat and pulled his hips to indicate that he should start fucking her face. There was no way he couldn't comply and the pole of hard African flesh filling and stretching her pharynx and esphogus went into regular movement in and out. Her eyes watered slighty, more spittle dribbled down to her blouse, but the slut didn't seem to notice that. She was happy to be face-fucked and wouldn't risk terminating the pleasure of it until her lover was nearing ejaculation. Despite the overwhelming delight of being face fucked, Victoria remained in control and the moment the Senegalese started breathing heavily and accelerated the speed of his action in her pharynx, she ejected him from her throat. There was something else she wanted before getting his helping of fresh black semen. "Darling, now that we've got the preliminaries behind us, why don't you fuck me in the ass...please darling?" she said catching her breath. Without removing her blouse, garter or stockings, the immodest whore took her favorite doggy style position on the bed and wiggled her big ass for her incidental lover. The Senegalese stud quickly got rid of his lower garments and jumped onto the bed. Before entering the whore hole so irresistibly presented to him, he slapped her buttocks a few times. "Oooo darling. Yes, slap that ass! Make my juices flow! You don't know how horny you're making me!" the slut exclaimed making sure that Mr. Kendrix in the other room would hear her. She wanted that tall handsome Negro to hear what a shameless slut she really was. The Senegalese cabby spread her ass cheeks rather brutally and put his tongue into action licking her rosette, driving the tip into her inviting, warm and soft asshole, lapping the profusion of her anal juices. Once he had lubricated the beautiful entry to her rear love tunnel, he squatted with his legs on either side of her hips, lowered his hips to her level, put his dick head to the rosette itching with anticipation, and invaded the whore woman's rear. First about one-third of his length went in, and he inched back for better momentum. He stormed in with more might and the horny slut exclaimed: "Oooo! Yes, ride this asshole, honey! Ride it all the way in! Oh God! How I love it! Ah, Oooo!" With his eyes wide open and his tongue hanging down, the Senegalese was fucking this white bitch in frenzy. The happy whore was shouting and squealing without restraint for the moment forgetting even about Mr. Kendrix. The young cabby was proving a worthy ass fucker. He was now accelerating and nearing climax. Victoria's slutty instinct immediately set off the alarm – the precious cum! "Not in the ass!" she shrieked, "Give me that shit! Blow your load in my slut mouth!" The Senegalese left her gaping rear hole with a plop and moved above her to her head. The sperm-greedy whore turned over on her back and offered him her wide-open mouth. It was mere seconds before ejaculation that she locked his cockhead in her watering mouth and the first rope hit her palate. She didn't swallow, but collected all his seed waiting for him to finish. The man produced more cum than he normally did. That was nothing unusual – the men who used her usually increased their semen production! Once he was spent, Victoria swiveled the seed with her tongue enjoying the taste. It was medium in density, very slimy and had sort of fishy-sweet taste. Victoria liked it tremendously. It was probably one of the better tasting ones she had had so far that day. Victoria's Lucky Day At Work The cabby pulled up his trousers and said: "Thanks a lot. You're the best bitch I ever had." "Anytime, darling," Always happy to hear her slutty nature complimented, Victoria Petersen smiled at him. When the cabby was gone, Mr. Kendrix said to the white slut: "Go to the bathroom, clean your asshole, take off this filthy blouse and put your make up to order, slut. I want you to look like a good whore when I use you," The lucky slut pranced to the bathroom eager to satisfy him. When the slut entered the living room again, Kendrix was naked. She gasped at the sight of his sleek, dark chocolate skin and the strong muscles visibly tensing and moving underneath the skin. Her pussy and anal love tube immediately started getting wet. The bitch controlled her movements as she strutted to the man, though. She stood in front of him in her corset, stockings and high heels, her eyes shone with lust as they focused on his semi erect organ, one that must have been 12 inches long or nearly so, and of corresponding girth. Without asking or being told to do so, the bitch fell to her knees. More in heat than she could ever remember being in recently, the cock-loving animal took the beautiful love tool and inserted it into her ever hungry mouth to massage it with her tongue, muscles and teeth and bring it to full erection. As the lovely cock started tensing in her mouth, she removed it to take a better look at it in its full glory, dark milk chocolate shiny with her saliva. Victoria lowered her head to reach to his scrotum. Oooo, so clean-shaven, so appetizing! Holding his member with one hand, she clenched his sack so the cum-filled balls were clearly outlined underneath the skin and started kissing his lovely jewels. Yes, the wild slut Victoria can never have enough of ball licking and eating, especially when they are clean-shaven. She dislikes having hair in her mouth and nose and rubbing on her slut face! But that won't deter her from sucking black cock however, as was the case with the cabby. Once she had salivated his scrotum and kissed and sucked the balls to his satisfaction, the dominant man put one foot on the bed, held his sack up and away from his anus and said: "Lick my ass, you filthy gutter trash whore!" Victoria Petersen didn't hesitate a second. She instantly buried her nose and tongue in the cleft between his ass cheeks and started licking the clean-washed anal rosette of the black dominant! She was lost in trance doing this degrading thing – the slut inside her ladylike figure wanted more and more of degradation – when the man pushed her head away from his ass and ordered her to open her mouth. As if sensing her desire to be degraded, he took her jaw in one powerful hand and spat into her wide-open mouth. Victoria gasped in ecstasy and he spat again. "You're gonna need that spittle on my dick, slut," he explained. "Now get to work on my cock, you disgusting waste bin!" Ecstatic with the way he was treating her, bringing out her slutty side, Victoria Petersen was intent on showing him the most of her skill. She pulled the scrotum down with one hand and held the rock-hard organ up with the other hand. The precum was now flowing heavily – she was pleased to ascribe this to her activity on the man's ass. It was halfway down the penis underside seam, and more was coming out of the urethra opening. Victoria stuck out her tongue and licked the precum savoring its taste – pure bliss for the black-cock-crazed whore. By the time she got to the head of the beautiful velvety-in-touch organ, her tongue was coated with the delectable secretion the black man was giving her. She swallowed all so she could lock her cock-sucking slut lips on the mammoth bulb of his shaft and suck all the precum she could get. When no more of that was to be had, Victoria took to kissing the bulbous helmet of Mr. Kendrix's big black love muscle. She pulled down the foreskin and covered the soft flesh with cute little kisses making sure that not one tiny spot should be left untouched. The white whore loves the way the tender flesh of the cockhead gives way under the pressure of her lips. She ran the tip of her tongue under the corona ridge and sucked the frenulum into her mouth delicately catching it with her teeth while caressing his balls in her hand. Next she lowered her head along the length of the man's shaft continuing to kiss the skin, sometimes bite on it delicately. Kendrix kindly allowed his whore to do that as long as she didn't give him pain. She came to the base of the long shaft and once more busied herself pleasuring his balls. This time she showed him her skill by taking the whole of his scrotum into her willing slutty mouth to massage his balls with her mouth, tongue and teeth. She let the sack out of her mouth and looking him in the eyes with her sluttiest smile, she began impaling her mouth on the engorged manshaft. The head disappeared into her mouth, then the first two inches of his glorious shaft, then another two inches, and so on, and she felt the velvety spongy head stretch her throat and edge its way further into her neck tube. The slut Victoria loves the feeling of having a thick, extra long cockmeat massage her esophagus walls. She loves the way the live shaft squirms, breathes and pulsates deep down her throat and she can still receive air through her nostrils, so to keep it there longer, each invaluable second of the shaft's presence in her throat being a bliss to her, and making her other holes leak continuously. "What can I say?" she once told me (this author), "the more I deepthroat, the more I want to deepthroat, over and over again, never wanting to stop. Oooo, and seeing that rich, pitch black color gliding in and out of my never-ending horny mouth and throat just sends me over the edge, causing me to cum profusely every time, without fail." The cock continued to fill her hungry throat sliding lower and lower into her cock-craving body until her lips locked on the base of the cock. If she could, the crazy bitch would have taken his sack alongside the cock into her mouth, but unfortunately he was just too big for that. Her eyes watered slighty, saliva flew from the corners of her mouth, but the horny slut didn't want to let him go and the man encouraged her not to. "Keep that cock in. Show me what a good cock sucking slut you are, you dirty whore," he was saying in his calm demanding voice. She was really getting into deepthroating his entire length over and over again when he finally pulled out of her face and slapped the saliva-shiny dick all over her face, splashing the spittle that ran freely down her chin. "You are a disgusting cock-crazed white slut, aren't you?" he said. "Yes, sir...(gasp)...I'm a disgusting white whore that's...(gasp)...been made...(gasp)...to serve the black cock wherever and whenever I can." "Then show me again what you can do with a black dick you beautiful slut." Once more Victoria impaled her face on the glorious black organ and once again Kendrix enjoyed the sight of his solid shaft gliding in and out of her oral passageway. The man was not in a hurry and neither was she. They repeated the exercise a few more times before Mr. Kendrix decided it was time to take care of the slut's twat. He ordered her to lie down on her back and open her legs real wide for him, gave her three of his fingers to lick and put them into the expectant vagina to twist them making them slimy with her juices. He then inserted four fingers and explored her twat at his will, penetrating the walls of the woman's cavity, reaching deep in to feel her cervix while rubbing his thumb on her clit all that time. Under his operations, the whore started writhing her buttocks and moaning loudly. "Shut your dirty mouth and lie still!" he shouted and Victoria made effort to better control her impulses. She wanted to be a well-behaved slut for the dominant black man. Mr. Kendrix removed his fingers from her snatch and used both his hands to open her up and take a good look inside. His white slut was almost beyond herself with revelry at the position she was in – lying on her back, her legs as wide aside and back as she could get them, her wide-open cunt exposed to view and shamelessly oozing its juices while being roughly handled by a most handsome and dominant black man whose first name she didn't even know! Satisfied with his examination, Mr. Kendrix lay down himself and told her to sit on his dick and ride him. Victoria was happy to oblige him. She liked having a solid black shaft down her snatch even if the feeling didn't really compare to the divine sensation of having her asshole ravished! She kept riding his dick dutifully, eager to please him and the living thing in her loose twat seemed to have a mind of its own the way it wagged and pushed. She rode him for good ten minutes moving her hips sideways, backwards and forwards in the process to ascertain a better fit and pleasure all her and his nerves. He kindly allowed his bitch the pleasure and she kept coming again and again. "Oh God! Sir, how I love your cock in me! Oh please, fill me more you bastard! Rape that silly cunt happy!" she kept shouting and the man didn't mind. And then Mr. Kendrix decided it was time for anal usage of the white slut. He told her to take the doggy position and like the cabby forty minutes earlier, took her from behind with his legs by her sides and his hands supporting him on her back. However, unlike the cabby, he took his time fucking the white woman's anus, slowly moving in and out, making the most of the feeling of having his cock embraced and squeezed in a loving lock of her sphincter. The woman was surprisingly well lubricated, he thought, and that was only the natural lubricant. He knew he had found a real treasure when he approached that sex-crazed slut back in the restaurant. He had been fucking her rectum for another ten minutes when he finally accelerated forcing her face into the bed and raising her butt to get better push. "Now you'll see what ass fucking is!" he shouted and stormed the already stretched out rectum. With long, powerful shoves he fucked his bitch happy, excited by the whimpering sound she was making, her face forced into the bed. The delirious pleasure of her anal subjugation was mixed with pain of the brutal usage, but the whore didn't mind. She was whimpering begging for more, deeper, faster! Yes! The bitch is addicted to anal sex and the heavier it is the more she needs it! Although Kendrix was proving a master fuck, even he had his limits and was approaching his climax and didn't wish to put it off anymore. He had plenty of time to use his new sex toy later. Just a little ass-to-mouth before he would make that cum-hungry animal happy with his jism! He slowed down, removed his tool from the now gaping, red anus and moved to her face. Pulling her by the hair, he turned her face up and offered her the dick coated with her own anal juices. Victoria took the head in her mouth willingly. The dirty slut just loves getting the ass-to-mouth treatment! He returned to her rectum for some more fucking and again retreated to let her get the anal taste on the dick. Three times he repeated this and then let her suck his pulsating cock stroking it with his hand. It didn't take long before he started emptying his Afro-American nut cream into her expectant mouth. He told her not to swallow and kept pumping the nectar into her, with her mouth locked on his shaft head. Victoria lost count of how many ropes he shot into her, but she knew it was one of the best, most generous helpings she had ever had in her fifteen years career as a black cock pleaser. "Keep that cum in your mouth, slut," he commanded her when he finished giving her the goo. He smeared the rest of the cum and her spittle on his tool over her face giving her a really whorish sheen look of a well-used sex thing. Victoria, who normally didn't like cum on her face, subjected herself to him happily, without thinking or opposition. Mr. Kendrix was the man who had won control over the slut inside Victoria the first moment he spoke to her. He kept playing with her, slapping her face with his now floppy cock and Victoria kept the cum stored in her mouth. When he finished his new game, he said: "Show me the cum, slut!" Victoria opened her cum-filled mouth obediently and stuck the tip of her tongue onto the surface of the rich, white pond with a few lumps of congested sperm swimming in it. She waggled her tongue at him and the pond of semen stirred. The man spat into her mouth twice and said: "Now I want you to swallow the whole thing in one gulp." Victoria was only too happy to obey him. She closed her eyes and swallowed. Oh, the heavenly taste of that cum! Kind of salty/sweet. A little fruity perhaps? Even though he had given her a lot, she gulped it down as told and opened her mouth for him again to see all the lovely jism was gone. She felt it slide down her throat coating its walls. He told her to wash his cock and then the white whore was blessed with another half hour of heavy usage of all her holes that the man had possessed as his private property. When he finished with her for the day, Baron, the porter was at the door. Mr. Kendrix let him into the guest room where the used up bitch was waiting for her next lover. In his everyday clothes Baron looked less intimidating and a little more overweight, but the moment he stood in the door, the slut inside Victoria stirred back to life. Filled with new energy, Victoria sat on the bed and let the man's pants down to take care of his tool. Nothing like Mr. Kendrix's or even the Senegalese cabby, but it didn't bother her. She gave the man her best blowjob and let him fuck her snatch and asshole before finally being blessed with her eighth helping of Negro goo that day (Mr. Kendrix had fed her his semen twice). When the man was gone, Mr. Kendrix threw her clothes to her and told her to leave him her phone number and get out. He didn't even let her use the bathroom so she had to go back home with the ruined make up and stained blouse. Victoria didn't mind that. She was so happy and pleased with her day that the curious looks the other porter (a white guy) and the driver gave her only made her pussy itch. Unfortunately it was too late to go to the tavern so Victoria went straight home, made herself some simple supper without bothering to wash her face and set out to phone all the black men on the list in her little black phone directory, one of her most valued possessions. She had to invite them all, even though many of them wouldn't be able to attend, to her little cocktail party on Saturday. There wasn't much time left. Cocktail party? The little cum slut animal in her head made her jump with an idea. No, better make it COCKtail party and tell the guests that a little entry fee was expected: each man would have to turn up with a sperm-filled condom! At least one! The sky is limit of course! Victoria sneered at her used-up whore face in the mirror. Today she had drunk black man jism from seven men. There was no reason why she shouldn't beat that number on Saturday, ha, ha. It seems that there was very little of Victoria Petersen left. The slut inside her had fully taken control over her life. This series will be continued in episode three: Victoria's COCKtail Party. Please send feedback. P.S. Victoria Petersen here. You may know me as victoriap, a fellow author on this site. I want to thank the author for writing this story, the previous one, and another to follow, and maybe more. I've given the author my permission, input and blessings. My personal schedules have prevented me from writing further stories for quite some time and what better way than to have a wonderful person offer their services on my behalf. Yes, these stories are fiction, but believe me, they are not very far in the least from true experiences. A few things that are true facts is my age, my physical appearance, and my obsession with all aspects of clothing, and of course, big black cock. Yes, please send feedback to the author and to myself as well. Love...Victoria.