I get up and start to walk slowly to my room, having a difficult time
balancing on my high hells, my knees red and aching from being on the floor
and weak from the pounding I just took, my ass throbbing and dipping cum
all over my legs. Despite having swallowed as much as I could, I have some
cum on my chin and on the sides of my lips, my hair all messed up from
being grabbed, my nipples red from being played with, my thong wet from my
own cum. I am thoroughly fucked and I look it. Everyone who sees me in the
hallway can tell I've been fucked good and hard, used like the bitch I
am. I walk to my room and contemplate my fate and wonder what will become
of me.

As I clean myself in the bathroom, I wonder if I will ever be able to be a
man again, or is my bitchification irreversile? The longer I remain in the
club, the more of a bitch I become. How will this end? I get cleaned and
put on clean clothes, which are the same as I was wearing before, a thong
and high heels. Those are all the clothes I have now. I am either
completely naked or I'm in my bitch uniform. I lie down and get some rest
and drift off into sl**p.

I'm awakened by a loud knock on the door. "Get ready, bitch, you got a new
customer", says one of the bar workers. I get up, comb my hair, put some
cologne on and get myself ready for more black cock. This is my life now. I
wait in my room until called, and then service black cocks when I'm told
to. I never know what to expect. Either a single black man or a large party
of men, lustful to fuck a white bitch boy.

The door opens, and one of the handlers orders me to hurry up and follow
him. I'm led to one of the private rooms of the club. I've been there
before, there is a lounge area with a bar and then a separate bedroom. The
handler opens the door, I walk in and the door closes behind me.

"Oh, shit!", exclaims a voice. I look up and to my complete embarrassment
and mortification, I see Steven standing in the middle of the room. He
almost dropped his drink from the shock. I turned beet red and wanted to
run but I knew they locked the doors behind me. I didn't know what to do or
where to hide!

"What the fuck are you doing!? I can't believe this!", exclaims Steven with
shock and disbelief. He just stands there and stares at me, looking at my
thong and high heels, not knowing what to make of all this.

"What happened to you? You just disappeared from work and now I find you
here, like this? What happened?"

"Steven, you don't understand. I was k**napped and I'm being held here
against my will! The guy you overheard me talking to on the phone that day
blackmailed me and tricked me. He said if I didn't go to his house and suck
his friends' dicks he would come to work and make a scene and tell everyone
I was his white bitch boy. So I went to his house, I had no choice! And
then I sucked a big guy's dick like he told me to and then they put a gag
in my mouth and k**napped me and brought me here. That fucker sold me to
this club to cover a debt! I've been trapped here ever since. They make me
suck black guys and they fuck me up the ass!", I say desperately and almost
incoherently. I can tell Steven is shocked at what I'm telling him, I'm not
sure he believes me.

"You were sold by some guy and now they're pimping you out in this club?"

"Yes, I'm being held here and pimped out. This is all the clothes I have!
This is all I'm allowed to wear! They're turning me into a white bitch
boy. You can't believe how many black cocks I've sucked and been fucked
by!" Steven is looking at me in shock and a bit of disbelief. He doesn't
know what to believe.

"They make you suck black guys and you get fucked up the ass?"

"Yes, I have to entertain whomever they want me to. I suck guys off and
they fuck me whenever they want."

"I can't believe it."

"Believe it", I said. "Here, I'll show you!" I walk up to the TV in the
room and turn on the video of me getting fucked during a party. The video
the boss had promised he would erase if I let him spank me, but which he
didn't because they use it to advertise my services. "See!" Steven looks at
the video in disbelief. He sees me getting fucked on all fours. As I watch
the video with him, I realize to my horror that I had forgotten that I was
moaning and begging for black cock in the video. I also had forgotten that
you could clearly see my hard cock in the video as well as my face, which
was in ecstasy from being stuffed by black cock. I turn red again. I see
Steven doesn't know what to think now!

"But you're enjoying it in this video! You're moaning and asking him to
fuck you harder! I can see you got a hard-on! What are you talking about?"
I'm totally embarrassed, but I also know I have to come clean and explain
myself.

"Yes, it's tue. I am enjoying it there. I don't know how to explain it,
Steven. Even though I was k**napped and I'm being held against my will,
they turned me into a bitch for black cock! Look at me, for god's sake!
They made me addicted to black cock. Whenever I see a hard cock, I can't
resist and I get hard myself and I want to suck them, so they think I like
it here and want to stay. They don't believe me when I protest. But believe
me, Steven, I want to go from here! I'm addicted to black cock, but I don't
want to be here! They turned me into a black cock whore and I can't help
it. Whenever I see a black cock, I get weak in the knees and I want to suck
and get fucked, but I'm still being held against my will. I have an
addiction! They made me this way! You've got to help me!"

I notice that Steven is starting to breathe a little deeper as he listens
to me and watches the video. I look at his crotch and notice he is starting
to get a little hard. The combination of the video of me getting fucked and
moaning like crazy and me telling him about my addiction to black cock is
starting to get to him.

"I can't believe you're getting fucked like that! I remember you were a
real good cocksucker, but you look like a good fuck too!"

I notice Steven is getting harder. He's confused by the stimulus
overload. I know I need him to help me, so I try to seduce him.

"I remember that time in the office when I sucked your cock. You have a
great cock!" I walk up to him and start to massage his crotch. I can feel
the growing bulge in his pants. I lean forward and start to kiss his neck
while I fondle his crotch. I can hear him start to breathe heavily and
deeply, but I can tell he's unsure of what to do.

"It's OK, Steven. I like you! I don't mind sucking you. I still remember
the taste of your gorgeous cock and balls!" I start to unzip his pants and
pull them down. I then kneel in front of him and pull down his underwear,
revealing his hard throbbing cock. I start to lick and suck Steven's
beautiful cock and then I slide it in my mouth and start to suck slowly and
sensually. He puts his hands on my head and grabs on by my hair.

"Oh, fuck, that's good!. I forgot what a good cocksucker you are. Oh, God,
don't stop!" Steven is getting hotter and I can feel his hands guiding my
head back and forth on his cock. His hips starting to thrust his cock into
my mouth with more f***e as he gets progressively more excited by my
sucking.

"Oh, god, that's good! Your mouth is so fucking hot! You're making me hot
as hell! Oh, god, I want to fuck you! I want to fuck your ass!" I let his
cock slide out of my mouth and I lead him to the bedroom. I slide my thong
off, lube my ass up and get on the bed on all fours, with my ass spread and
open to him. I don't say a word, not wanting to spoil it for him. I know
he's still a bit confused about this, and I want him to fuck me. I remain
on all fours with my ass exposed and ready for his cock. I hear him get
undressed and then he gets on the bed behind me and I feel his hands grab
on to my waist. He places his cock head at my asshole and starts to slide
it in me slowly. I let out a long moan of pleasure. So does Steven.

"Oh, fuck, what an ass! You really are a bitch for black cock! Oh, god,
take my dick in that pussy! Gonna fuck you good!" Steven is getting excited
as hell by fucking me. I start to moan loudly with every thrust of his
cock. I can feel his balls slapping on my ass. Suddenly, he pulls out of
me.

"Turn around and lift your legs. I want to fuck you like this." I do as I'm
asked. I lay on my back and hold my legs up by my knees, opening my ass to
him. He slides his cock back inside me and lays on top of me. As he starts
to fuck me again, I put my hands on his ass and squeeze as his hips raise
and lower with the action of his fucking. He then starts to kiss me
deeply. He swirls his tongue in my mouth and I reciprocate, moaning
loudly. Steven is fucking me good, sliding his cock effortlessly in and out
of my ass, kissing me passionately all the while. When he's not swirling
his tongue in my mouth, he's kissing and nibbling at my neck. During these
moments, I take the opportunity to moan loudly and tell him what a good
fuck he is.

"Oh, god, that feels so good. Please keep fucking me. Fuck me deeper." my
moans and pleading only make Steven hotter and he increases the rhythm of
his fucking. I feel his cock sliding in and out of my ass, his balls
slapping on my ass with every thrust and my cock sandwiched between our
sweaty bodies. Suddenly, Steven starts to breathe harder, "Oh, fuck, I'm
gonna cum. I'm gonna cum in your ass!" Steven proceeds to cum, spurt after
spurt into my ass. I can tell he's really draining his balls good. He
collapses on top of me, exhausted by the fucking he gave me and spent by
the experience. I just lie there beneath him, feeling the rhythm of his
breathing and stroking his back. I know he's enjoying it, but I also know
he's a bit freaked out by the situation. He just fucked his work colleague
in the back room of a black male club, and I'm dressed in a thong and high
heels!

After a while in this position and after Steven rested a bit and regained
his strength, he got up and sat on the edge of the bed. I get up and get
him a beer from the other room.

"Now what?" he asks.

"You've got to help me get out of here Steven. You've got to break me out
of here. I'm being turned into a black cock whore the longer I stay here!
My addiction gets worse every day and I need more and more black cock to
satisfy my cravings. I need help!"

"I don't know about your addiction, man! You're telling me you're addicted
to black cocks and you're getting worse all the time, what am I supposed to
do?"

"Just help me get out of here so I can get some help! If I stay here much
longer, I'll never be able to be a man again. I'll totally turn into a
black cock whore, a total bitch for it, you've got to help me!" Steven just
sat there thinking. "I need to think about it, I'm not sure what to do, let
me think."

There's a knock at the door. One of the club workers opens it and tells us
that they are opening this lounge to other guests. A few minutes later,
several men walk in and go to the bar. They start asking for drinks and I
start to serve them.

"Come here, bitch! Get on your faggot knees and suck my dick!" says one of
the new guys in the room. He puts his big hand on the top of my head and
pushes down. I get on my knees in front of him and start to undo his
pants. His cock is already semi-hard, all I have to do is pull it out from
behind his underwear and start sucking. I slide his huge cock in my mouth
and grab his balls with my hand and I start to suck in earnest. I look over
out of the corner of my eye and see Steven staring at me, half excited and
half in disbelief. Soon, other black guys start to gather around me and I'm
quickly surrounded by big black cocks in all stages of excitement, all
dangling or bouncing or throbbing in and around my face. I'm soon sucking
several cocks at the same time, moving from one to the other. As one cums
in my mouth or on my face, another is there to take it's place. Steven is
still staring, observing me in the throes of my black cock addiction. He's
witnessing first hand how excited I get and how I voraciously suck one cock
after another. Then the inevitable happened. One of the guys leans down and
starts to caress my ass, grabbing my ass cheeks and opening them up for
inspection. He starts to finger fuck me as I continue to suck cock after
cock. Then he pushes my back forward, indicating he wants me to get into
the doggy position. I comply and open my now throbbing ass to him. He lubes
me up and slides his hard cock in me all the way and starts to fuck me hard
but rhythmically. The guys I was sucking simply kneel down and put their
cocks back into my mouth. Now I'm being fucked and sucking multiple black
cocks. Steven continues to watch me take cock after cock. He hears me
moaning, he sees me get hard as a rock in my thong, he sees how I truly am
a bitch for black cock. He remains sitting and watches as man after man
fucks me and feeds me their black cocks, how I take load after load of
cum. After about two hours of being fucked relentlessly by black men, the
room is empty, except for me and Steven. He continues to look at me and
thinks. I crawl to him on all fours and sit on the floor in front of him.

"You have to help me, Steven. Look what they're turning me into!" I had cum
dripping from my chin, in my hair and sliding out of my ass and down my
legs. My thong was stretched and twisted around my waist, half ripped by
the crazed black men who fucked me and used it to hold on while they rode
my ass like some sort of perverse rodeo.

"I need to think. I'll be back later this week and I'll see what I can do."

I find myself once again on the floor, dripping cum from every hole, having
serviced a crowd of black men. But this time my lust for black cock was
witnessed first hand by Steven. Would he come back and help free me from
this black brothel I was trapped in, becoming a complete black cock whore,
turning into a bitch for black cock with every passing day? I was unsure of
what he would do or if he would ever come back. All I could hope for is
that he really enjoyed fucking me and would want to do it again. That would
give me another chance to talk to him and try to convince him.

The weeks passed and no sign of Steven. I was starting to get worried he
would never return. In the meantime, I continued my bitchification to black
cock. I was a hopeless case. I woke up in the morning with my ass throbbing
for black cock. No matter how much cock I took, I wanted more. I was
completely addicted to it, and this place was feeding my addiction every
day, and making it worse! I was starting to want to stay for the black
cock, but somewhere inside me I knew I wanted to get out and be free of
this addiction. I was a hopeless addict and I was losing more and more
control as the days went by.

My life in the club continued the same as usual. Party after party of black
men to entertain. Black cock and balls to drain daily. I was fucked seven
days a week, and I needed it! The boss was always inventing new ways to
make money, and one day he thought of making a glory hole feature in the
club. He cut holes in one of the walls of the club and several of us
bitches had to man them. Whenever anyone wanted a blow job, they just paid
the bartender $10 and stuck their cock through the hole. I waited on the
other side and sucked cock after cock. I sat on a small stool and waited
for the next cock to slide through the hole. We had two hour shifts, and
depending on the night, we could suck a lot of black cock! As usual, I
would end the evening covered in cum. What I couldn't swallow just
dripped down my chin and down my chest. As usual, the sight and taste of a
throbbing black cock sticking through the glory hole made my mouth water
and my own cock hard as a rock. It seemed that I had come full circle. I
started out this story with me sucking a black cock for the first time in a
glory hole, and now I ended up sucking who knows how many black cocks on an
almost daily basis.

Some of us bitches who worked in the club were better than others at taking
big black cocks, especially in the mouth. There was this new guy who
sucked! Excuse the pun! He couldn't take cock down his throat and when
the guys wanted him to deep throat it, he would gag and choke and pull
away, leaving the customer hard and frustrated. This was definitely a no no
at the club. When the boss found out about this, he invented a new
device. At first it started out as a punishment for the bitch who
couldn't take cock. It was meant as a training device. A large hole was
cut into the wall, the size of a human head, so that you could place your
head against the wall and your face would stick through to the other side,
but your head would not go through the wall completely. The edges of the
hole were padded with a type of umpire mask, except there was nothing
covering the face, only padding on the side to cushion the face from the
edge of the wall. You placed your face into the hole and then the back of
your head was strapped to the wall, so it was impossible to pull away. The
device was meant to help train those bitches who couldn't deep
throat. It turned out to be very popular with the black clientele of the
club and it was quickly named the facefuck hole. It was like a glory hole
except that the client could facefuck the bitch in the device to his hearts
content, because the bitch's head was held in place by the strap around
the back of his head. It became so popular, the boss started charging
$20. Ten dollars for the regular glory hole, and $20 for the facefuck
hole. It became so popular that all the bitches had to pull facefuck hole
duty in 30 minute shifts. It was too intense to take longer shifts. Nobody
wanted to pull facefuck duty, so there was a system set up whereby the
bitches who produced the least that night would have to pull facefuck duty
the next day. And the boss of course had the right to make anyone pull
facefuck duty for any reason. Whenever he was displeased with anyone, they
would get facefuck hole time.

People lined up for facefuck hole. So much so, that the regular glory holes
were virtually empty. When the boss realized this, he turned almost all the
holes into facefuck holes and we were all required to do facefuck
rotation. By this time, I was so addicted to black cock that I found myself
getting hard and cumming from the facefucks I took. Even with my head
strapped to a wall, my mouth f***ed to take black cock after black cock
deep in my throat, I managed to get hard and would spontaneously cum
without ever touching myself.

One time, one of the bitches gagged so badly on a huge black cock that he
managed to pull his head out of the strap by using this hands to push on
the wall. The boss fixed that problem by reinforcing the straps around our
heads and tying our hands behind our backs so we could not use them to push
free even under the most strenuous gagging. This was really the ultimate
humiliation and submission to black cock. Imagine kneeling on the floor
with your hands tied behind your back and your head strapped to a wall so
that your face is sticking through to the other end. Then imagine having to
suck black cock after black cock, being facefucked as f***efully as the
black guy wants to and you helpless to do anything but gag or take it deep
down your throat. I could feel the black cocks sliding past my open lips
and down my throat. The cock head opening my throat with every thrust, and
when they came, they would shoot their cum directly down my throat and into
my stomach. I could feel the spurts of hot black cum hitting my throat and
sliding down. The cocks were usually so far down my throat I was even
unable to swallow, or it was unnecessary to swallow because the cock head
was past the point of swallowing.

Some guys liked to stick their big black cocks deep into my throat, holding
it there. My mouth open as wide as it would go, my nose crushed into the
funky pubic hairs, huge black balls up against my chin. They would hold
their cocks in place for long periods and I had to breathe through my nose,
f***ed to breathe in the musky smell of black cock and balls, a smell that
has penetrated directly into my brain and which I cannot ever forget. A
smell that contributed to making me even more addicted to black cock. While
on facefuck duty, I would constantly breathe in air filtered by black cock
and pubic hairs. At times I found myself wanting to smell a black cock up
close, needing the musk of a black man to penetrate deep into my brain and
intoxicate me with black cock. It was like crack to me! Facefuck duty had
turned from a punishment into a need. I craved having a black cock deep
down my throat, pubes grinding into my face and taking deep breaths of
black cock musk. One day when I was taking a cock just like I described, I
realized I had been turned into a complete black cock whore. A total junkie
for black cock. I was being facefucked by countless black men, their cum
f***ed down my throat, and all I could do was breathe in deeply their black
cock musk. I was high on it!

More time went by and no word from Steven. My bitchification, total
submission and addiction to black cock continued to get worse. The facefuck
hole rotations had made me addicted to the musk of black cock and balls. I
not only wanted to suck and be fucked on a daily basis, I started needing
to breathe in the musk of a black cock, like a junkie addicted to sniffing
glue. When I knelt down before a black man ready to suck him, I would take
the time to press my nose up against his pubes and breathe in deeply. If he
was completely shaved, as some were, I would nuzzle my nose into his ball
sack and breathe in his ball smell, satisfying my need for black musk. The
smell of black cock and balls at my nose made my ass stick out
involuntarily. Some black guys loved the fact that I smelled their balls,
and I became increasingly obsessed with big black balls of all kinds. My
favorite are big, tight, rubbery shaved balls that I can lick and mouth to
my hearts content. I became specialized in ball licking and sucking and I
had guys who came back and asked for me to suck their balls. I would lie on
a bed or coffee table and a black guy would stand over me, straddling my
face. He would then lower his balls into my open mouth and I would swirl my
tongue around and around his balls. It became so popular that the boss of
course invented a type of teabag glory hole. I would lie face up on a
board, like the ones rescuers use to carry people from tight places. My
head was then passed through a hole in the wall and the black guys on the
other side only needed to pay the bartender, straddle my face and lower
their balls into my open mouth. I would then lick, mouth and suck black
balls for hours at a time. Some guys loved to teabag a white bitch so much
that they would just shoot their loads into the air. Others would turn
around and make me finish them off by sucking their cocks. One guy loved to
get sucked after tea bagging and he would make me lower my head over the
edge of the board. He would turn around and start to fuck my mouth with his
cock, his balls would rest on my nose and as he thrust his hard black cock
down my throat, his ball sack would move back and forth along my nose and I
would breathe in his total ball musk. I eventually started getting almost
high from the musk of black balls and when not being tea bagged, I would
need to snuggle my nose into a black ball sack to get my fix. Of course I
still sucked and got fucked every which way, but the musk of black cock,
and especially black balls was intoxicating to me. The boss soon realized
just how addicted to black ball musk I was. He knew I craved it. He saw how
every time I was going to suck his cock, I would first press my nose into
his ballsack and breathe deeply. My eyes would roll upwards into my eyelids
every time I felt his big ballsack covering my nose and smelled his
powerful black ball musk.

I would then lick and mouth them before sliding my tongue up his shaft and
taking his cock in my mouth. "You like those big balls in your face,
don't you faggot? I seen you smelling my balls like some crack whore. I
hear you taking big sniffs when you got your faggot nose buried in my
balls. You the biggest black cock slut I ever met, bitch!", he says with a
laugh. He was right, I loved his balls. I needed his balls in my face, I
longed to bury my nose in his firm but soft and shaved ball sack. As I
knelt in front of him, my nose moving from side to side against his balls,
rooting at his ball sack like some hungry pig, I realized I had reached yet
another level of black cock whoredom. Not only did my ass twitch and throb
for black cock, my mouth and throat watered at the sight of a hard black
cock, but my nose now flared for the smell of black balls. I needed it on a
daily basis and because of the way I was f***ed to get it, on my knees with
my nose sticking up and rooting at the balls of black men, my ass sticking
out and throbbing, I looked all the more like a desperate black cock
whore. The boss knew I needed this and made me beg for it. He would make me
kneel in front of him and beg to smell his balls. He would make me tell him
how I needed to breathe in his big black ball smell, how I would go crazy
without it. When he gave me permission, he would watch as I desperately
buried my nose in his balls and smelled them, breathing in deeply the musk
of black maleness. He loved this show. He loved the fact that I was so
addicted to his cock and balls that I would kneel and beg like a dog for
permission to worship his balls. It was like I had learned a new trick, and
he showed it off like that! He would make me humiliate myself in front of
his friends, kneeling and begging for a whiff of his balls. They would
laugh at the sight of me, especially when I was given permission and ran to
his balls desperately, sniffing and rooting like some cock crazed pig, my
ass sticking out instinctively, throbbing for black cock. This turned into
his favorite show whenever he had friends over. I was the entertainment and
it was his chance of showing the power he had over me. His friends laughed
but they were always impressed with how he had achieved the complete
submission of a white boy. They thought he did it through intimidation, but
really he did it by making me a black cock addict. I was his white bitch
crack whore and me made sure to keep me addicted by feeding and encouraging
my addiction. Like any good dealer knows, the first job is to create
addicts and then keep them supplied and coming back for more. Except this
dealer was a black cock dealer, and I was a black cock whore.

As time went by, my former life seemed more and more distant and
irrelevant. All I could think of was getting my next fix of black cock and
balls. I wasn't sure how I would ever be able to leave this place. If I
left, where would I get my daily black cock fix? Would one black cock a day
be enough? Could I be sure to even get that much black cock back home?
Would Steven let me bury my nose in his balls and take in his musk, or
would he think I was some crazy white bitch? I suppose he already thought
that because he hasn't returned to see me. I was now so addicted to
black cock that I was not required to stay in my room until needed. I was
allowed to wander the club and forage for black cock. The boss knew I was
too busy sniffing, sucking and getting fucked to go very far. He even
reinf***ed the idea in my head. As I rooted my nose into his balls he would
look down at me, his hands resting on my head, and say, "You never gonna
get all the black dick you need on the outside, bitch. You need so much
black dick in your mouth and pussy there ain't no way you can get it on
your own. Don't worry, bitch. I'll take care of you. You my best
bitch yet. Daddy gonna get you all the black cock you need". I would
humiliate myself further by looking up at him and responding, "Thank you,
daddy. I love your big cock", as I proceed to take it into my mouth and
suck it down until my lips and nose were at his pubes, where I could
continue to breathe in his black musk as his cock throbbed deep in my
throat. He loved this so much, he would grab my head and hold it there in
place, his cock buried all the way in my mouth, and after a few minutes, he
would explode down my throat. By this time I had lost my gag reflex and
could take any cock all the way down. My throat had been turned into some
sort of second pussy for black cocks to fuck. And they loved it when I
would lay my head over the side of a bed or table and they could fuck my
mouth and throat to their hearts content. Aside from having a big black
cock buried in my throat, I would get the extra benefit of having their
balls pressed up against my nose and slapping my face as they fucked my
mouth. My legs raised and a second black cock fucking my crack whore pussy
until they both shot their loads of cum inside me. Where could I possibly
get all this black cock if I left the club?

One day I woke up from a nap and need a fix of black cock. I had been
dreaming of sucking on a black cock, something I dream about all the time,
and decided to go foraging in the club. I put on one of my new outfits, a
pair of short shorts and a tank top. To my surprise, the place was empty. I
had never seen it empty before and could not understand what was
happening. Not only was I confused by the situation, but I was getting
frustrated at not finding black cocks to suck. I went around the room,
making sure it was really empty when I came to the front door of the
club. I froze in place, not knowing what to do. Was it alarmed? Was it
locked? What if someone was watching me and this was a test? A trap to see
if I would try to escape? I was getting paranoid, my heart pounding in my
chest. I knew this might be my only chance to get out, but what would I do
for black cock? How would I get the black cocks I needed? I realized I was
wasting valuable time, but the thought of black cock kept getting in my
way. I could see images of black cocks in my head and wondered how I would
find them if I left. I snapped out of it and realized I could always get
black cock. I could get a black boyfriend or just go to a club or park and
suck black cocks, it couldn't be that hard to find black cock! I took a
deep breath and pushed on the door. To my surprise, it was neither locked
nor alarmed. I opened the door and immediately felt the warm summer air hit
my body. It was just starting to get dark. I knew I had to hurry if I was
going to escape. I slipped out of the club and started running down the
street. I didn't know where I was going because I had no idea where I
was. I was in a part of town that was completely unfamiliar to me, and it
was obviously not a great part of town. It soon got pretty dark, which is a
good thing since I would not stand out so much in my outfit at night. I
looked like a complete slut, a whore. People who saw me clearly thought
that's what I was. I could tell by the looks I was getting. I kept
walking fast down the street, trying to put some distance between myself
and the club, but still completely lost with no clue where to go. I stop a
minute to catch my breath and to think of what to do next. I then hear
someone call me from the inside of a car. "Hey, baby. Why don't you
come over here and talk to daddy", says an older black guy from the rolled
down window of a Cadillac. I look over and notice he was about fifty years
old and looking at me with lustful eyes. I walk over to him and lean into
the car window, like a real whore! "I'm lost and I need a ride home,
but I don't have any money. Can you help me?" I say in an obviously
provocative and submissive way. I knew how to act like a whore for black
men, and I was going to use it to get where I needed to go. "I think we can
work something out, baby. Daddy got an itch that a pretty little white boy
like yourself can help scratch. You think you can help daddy out, baby?" I
reach into the car and start to massage his crotch. He's obviously
loving it! "That's nice, baby, but daddy gonna need more than just a
hand job," he says. "Oh, I know that, daddy", I respond. "I'm just
trying to get a feel for how big your black cock is to see if it'll fit
in my little pussy." He's really turned on by my slutty talk and I can
feel his cock getting harder in my hand. "Don't worry, baby. We can
make it fit in all your little holes." It was obvious I was going to have
to suck and fuck this guy to get a ride, but I figured I could get him to
cum pretty fast if I wanted to. I was a black cock expert, after all. "Why
don't you get in the car and daddy can take you to his place for some
fun." I get in the car and we drive away. As he drives, I put my hand on
his crotch and slowly massage his hardening cock. I'm starting to get
excited myself at the thought of getting some black cock. I was due for my
fix and this experience was showing me that it might be easier than I
thought to get the black cock I needed. We stop after a while and get out
in front of a small house. I follow him inside and he stands in the middle
of the room, waiting for me to do something. I immediately kneel in front
of him and start to run my hands up and down his crotch, massaging his
bulge and slowly undoing his belt and opening his pants. I slide his pants
down and notice he's got a big black cock tenting in his boxers. I can
already get a whiff of his black cock and balls and I start to press my
face against his underwear and smell him. "Oh, yeah, baby! You like that
dick, don't you?" I look up to him and respond breathlessly, "I love
your big black cock, daddy!" And I wasn't just saying that, either. I
really wanted his cock, I was already loving the musky smell wafting from
his boxers. I pulled them down and his huge cock popped out, semi hard and
throbbing. I immediately went to the balls. I buried my nose in his ball
sack and breathed in the musky smell of black cock and balls. I was in
heaven! I needed my fix. I then proceeded to suck his cock, taking it in my
mouth slowly, giving him a slow, wet blow job, then slowly taking it in all
the way and burying my nose in his pubes and taking another deep breath of
his musk. "Oh, shit, baby! You one damn fine cocksucker! You took my dick
all the way down your throat! Damn, baby!" He was loving it but also
couldn't believe his luck at finding such a good cocksucker, and one
that could deep throat his huge black cock. I was in ecstasy! I finally had
a black cock in my mouth again, and I was loving it. This guy had a great
cock! Big, thick and musky, just the way I liked it! I continued to slowly
suck and deep throat his cock for what seemed like forever. This guy was
moaning and loving it, but he didn't seem even close to cumming. He
finally put his hand on my head and pushed my head off his cock, which
popped out of my mouth, throbbing up and down slightly, pointing at my
face, hard and wet from my mouth. "That was real good, baby, but daddy want
to fuck that sweet little pussy of yours. You sure look good in your little
shorts, baby!" I get up and start to slide my shorts down provocatively,
making a show of it. I liked this guy, and I loved his huge cock and balls
and I wanted him to fuck me good. I needed a black cock in my ass again. It
was already starting to throb for a black cock. I took my shorts and tank
top off and stood in front of him completely naked. I got on all fours with
my ass pointing at him and started to stick my ass out and gyrate. I took
my hands and opened my ass cheeks up to show him my open hole and said,
"Fuck me, daddy. I need your big black cock up my little pussy. Please fuck
me!" I was reading this guy right, because he loved this show and all the
daddy and pussy talk. He kneeled behind me, bent over and started to lick
my hole. I started to moan like crazy! Not only as part of the show, but
because he was good and it felt great! "Daddy gonna fuck your little pussy
now, baby. You gonna get daddy's big dick all the way in your little
pussy, baby.""Yes, please fuck me, daddy. I need your big black cock in my
pussy. Please fuck me, fuck me!" I then felt his huge cock head at my hole
and he started to push in slowly, sliding inch after inch of his huge black
cock in my ass. I let out a long, slow moan of pleasure as I once again
felt a black cock enter my throbbing asshole. He fucked me long, slow and
deep, and I enjoyed every minute of it until he let loose a huge wave of
cum from his big balls. As he came inside me and injected his huge load of
cum, I also came onto the floor. "Damn, baby, that is one fine piece of
ass!

"Damn, baby! That is one fine piece of ass!", he says as he finishes cuming
deep in my hole. I had come on the floor from the fucking this guy gave
me. I found myself on all fours, with the older guy's black cock buried in
my ass, breathless from the fuck I took and the huge orgasm I had just
had. We stayed that way for a little while. I could feel his cock start to
slowly deflate inside me. His hands still around my waist, massaging me as
we caught our breath. "That is one fine piece of ass, one fine piece of
ass", he repeats satisfied by the experience. He pulls out of me slowly and
gets up. "You wanna take a shower, baby? Daddy got to take a shower. Maybe
you can help me out?" A shower seemed like a great idea. I got up and he
led me to his batheroom. He turned the water on and we got in. He handed me
a bar of soap and I started to lather up immediately.

When I noticed him standing there, I started to lather him up too. I
started with his cock and balls and then the rest of him. He really enjoyed
that! He then lathered me up and cleaned me. He rubbed his big hands all
over my body, his hands slick with soap, making sure to lather every
crevice of my body. The feeling was great! As he did this, I took the
opportunity to ask some questions. "What neighborhood is this exactly,
Daddy?" "You don't know what neighborhood you in, boy?" "Not exactly,
Sir. I'm kind of lost. That's why I was looking for a ride home." "Well,
you in the right neighborhood for black dick, that's for sure, baby!", he
says laughing. I laugh with him, but I want an answer. "Can you give me a
ride to Chesterton?" "Chesterton?! You sure is lost, baby! That's far from
here! Is that where you live? What the hell you doing here?" Good question,
but I didn't want to tell him the truth. "I came to visit a friend of mine,
and then I got lost", I reply. "You came to visit a friend dressed in them
little shorts and a tank top? How the hell did you get here dressed like
that?" "I came to visit a black friend. He drove me here to his house and
I'm dressed like this because we were meeting to fuck. Afterwords, he told
me to leave and left me like this on the street." "Damn, baby, what did you
do?" "Nothing, daddy! I sucked his dick and he fucked me like you did, but
then he kicked me out!" I was really laying it on thick, but he was
believing it. "Baby, I would never kick you out my house after a fuck like
that! That nigger must be crazy!", he laughs. "Not everyone is nice like
you, daddy. I really need your help getting back home. I'm tired and lost
and I have no money. Please help me, daddy!" "Don't worry, baby, daddy
gonna help you out. I ain't like that other guy, but it's damn late
now. Why don't you spend the night with me here and then I take you home in
the morning?" By the look on his face, I knew that he was proposing a
deal. If I wanted him to take me home, I had to spend the night and let him
fuck me again. I figured I didn't have much choice since it was dark
already, I was lost, dressed like a whore and in a bad
neighborhood. Besides, I liked the way he fucked me and he seemed
nice. "OK, daddy. I'd love to spend the night with you. I can make you
breakfast for all your trouble and then you can take me home." "Sounds good
to me, baby. And tonight maybe we can play some more. Shame to let that
little ass of yours go to bed lonely!", he says with a smile. I turn to
face him, put my arms around his neck, press up against him, and before I
kiss him, I say, "Definitely, daddy. It'd be a shame to let that huge cock
go to bed hungry." We kissed like that for some time. Soaped up, hot water
running down our backs. My hands massaging his strong back, his big hands
massaging, feeling and kneading my ass, making me want him to fuck me
again. I thought that maybe he could be a regular black fuck buddy for me
when all this was over. I was already starting to build up a network of
black cock to feed my addiction! The night was spent in passionate sex. I
got fucked several times. I was amazed at how often this guy could get it
up and cum again and again! He was a good lover. He rimmed my ass so well,
I came from the feeling of his tongue sliding on my quivering hole. I
drained his balls good by the time morning came, and we were both pretty
tired, since we didn't sl**p much. I woke up from the sun hitting my
face. When I opened my eyes, I saw I was laying on the bed, my head on his
lap, my cheek resting on his cock. I couldn't help but kiss it. The musk of
his black cock was already making me excited again. My kissing started
making his cock throb, the harder it got, the more I kissed and licked the
shaft. He was still asl**p, but his cock was waking to my
kisses. Eventually, it got hard as a rock and stood straight up. I
carefully changed position and kissed and licked his balls. I slowly licked
up his shaft and then slid his cock head in my mouth. I start to suck him
slowly while he's still asl**p! He must have thought he was having a wet
dream! I hear him start to moan and move his head from side to side. His
hips start to involuntarily move up and down, and his moaning gets faster
and louder. I start to suck him harder and I know he's getting ready to
blow soon. Right when he starts to blow his load in my mouth, he wakes up
with a start, sitting up and saying, "Oh, god! Oh, god!" He looks at me
sl**py and confused, but quickly realizes what is happening and he starts
to smile. I let his cock pop out of my mouth, look up at him and with a bit
of cum dripping on my chin, I say, "Good morning, daddy. I thought I'd
start my breakfast early." "Damn, baby! That was nice. I sure wasn't
expecting that! You did a great job! You can have breakfast at my place any
time you want!", he says with a laugh. I get up and shower quickly and
while he's showering, I go to the kitchen and make him breakfast. I go
downstairs naked, and put on an apron to cook. When he gets downstairs
dressed, he sees my bare ass sticking from behind the apron. "Shit,
baby. You look damn good in that apron! I don't know what to eat first,
those eggs or your pretty little buns!" We laugh and he sits to eat his
breakfast. I clean up the kitchen and whe. He's finished, we go upstairs
and he lends me a t-shirt and some sweatpants, much better than the shots
and tank top I was wearing before. I looked like less of a complete bitch
in these clothes. He finally agreed to give me a ride home. I was excited
but also scared. I hadn't been home in about a month. As we drove through
the city and we entered parts of town I was familiar with, I had a sense of
elation, but also a sense that my black cock access would be limited. I
reached over and put my hand on his crotch and massaged his cock as he
drove. He liked that very much. "Baby, you is one fine bitch boy, you know
that?", he comments breathlessly, his cock getting harder in his pants at
the feel of my hand. "And you have a great big cock I can't stop
touching". I let go of his crotch and reach into my pocket to pull out a
folded piece of paper. I slip it into his pocket and continue to touch his
hard cock through the pocket of his pants. "I'm leaving you my number so
you can call me if you want to get together again. I'd like you to fuck me
again. Maybe we can make it a regular thing?" He smiles, "Anytime, baby. I
will definitely call you again. I would love to fuck that pussy again. You
can count on it, baby." I smile back. I tell him to stop and I squeeze his
cock one last time. I want to kiss him, but I have to be discrete, we're on
the street and in public and this is a good neighborhood. I get out of the
car and wait for him to drive off. Whe he's gone, I start to walk home. I
had him drop me off several blocks from my apartment.


When I get there, I realize I don't have any keys or wallet, or anything
for that matter. I buzz the super and he answers surprised and annoyed. He
asks where I've been and I tell him I went to visit friends and then got
sick and was unable to return or call. He told me I had gotten several late
rent notices and that I better pay soon or they would start eviction
proceedings. He let me into my apartment and gave me a spare set of
keys. He also gave me a box full of mail that didn't fit into my mailbox
anymore. I finally get inside and the place looks just the way I left it,
except with a fine coating of dust. I check my answering machine, which is
full of messages, mostly from work. At first the messages are concerned,
then annoyed, then stern and mad. My boss threatens to fire me if I don't
call back immediately. That was two weeks ago! I open the mail and read a
letter from work telling me I'm fired for not showing up. My lust for black
cock has cost me my job and almost got me evicted. I was ok for a while
because I had a good amount of savings. I quickly called the landlord and
left a message telling him the same story I told the super and promising to
leave a check for all the back rent tomorrow morning. Being home was
strange, like it was from another world, a world before I became a black
cock addict, before my ass had been fucked by hundreds of huge black cocks,
before my mouth had felt black cocks shoved into it, before I had tasted
and swallowed gallons of black cum, before I had debased myself begging for
black cock, smelling black pubes and mouthing and tonguing black balls. I
showered and ordered food in since everything in my house was rotten. When
the delivery guy rang the doorbell, I realized I was naked. I had been
walking around naked after my shower, something I never used to do, but
which had now become a habit after not wearing clothes for a month. I
quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist and opened the door
to get the food. To my surprise, the delivery guy was black. He didn't pay
much attention to me. I apologized for having just gotten out of the
shower, my hair was stil wet at least. As I gave him my credit card and he
called it in, I noticed I was unable to keep my eyes off him, specifically
his crotch. I also noticed my own cock starting to throb under my towel and
I started to get embarrassed that it might become visible any second. I was
hoping he would finish soon. At the same time, all I could think about was
his crotch and the black cock that lay dormant in those pants. I started to
sweat and breathe heavier, my nipples started to get hard, my asshole
started to twitch, I got progressively more nervous and inevitably, my cock
got harder and was now straining against the towel. I tried not to look
down so as not to draw attention to it. The delivery guy seemed busy with
his credit card processing and didn't seem to notice. I just stood there
with a hand on the door, waiting for this torture to be over, but images of
black cock kept creeping into my mind. He finally finished with his call
and handed me a receipt to sign. "I'm sorry but I don't have any cash for a
tip. I just got back from out of town and I don't have any money, I wish I
could help you out", I said meekly. "You don't need money to help me
out. Lots of faggots tip me with their mouths", he said with a smile and
looking down at my towel, which was being stretched out by my hard cock. I
turn red immediately. He saw my hard cock, but worst of all he called me a
faggot in the hallway of my building. "Come in, come in". I say desperate
for him to get inside and for nobody else to hear. "Please be quiet, I
don't want people to hear", I say obviously embarrassed. "Don't worry. I
get it. You don't want nobody here to know you suck dick. Lots of white
cocksuckers like you are the same, I'm used to it. I saw your little dick
getting hard the minute you opened the door", he says with a laugh. I turn
to put the food on the table and suddenly feel him grab my towel and pull
it off me. My cock pops up hard as a rock. I also feel his hand grab my ass
cheek and squeeze. The feeling of a black hand on my ass sends waves of
pleasure and desire coursing through my body. He pulls me towards him by my
ass cheek. A handfull of it held tight in his grip. "Let me see that faggot
ass of yours". He pulls me towards him and we are standing face to face. My
hard cock poking at his crotch. His hands now grabbing and massaging my
ass. I feel a finger slide past my hole and let out a quiet moan. "You like
that, don't you, faggot?" I respond by kissing his neck and grabbing and
squeezing his crotch. I'm starting to get very excited and wanting his
black cock in me, everywhere. I kneel in front of him and start to unzip
his pants. I pull them down around his ankles and start to mouth the
growing bulge in his underwear. "Fuck yeah, faggot. Suck my dick. Give me
my tip, faggot. I love faggot tips." I pull the underwear down and his cock
pops out, half hard and throbbing up and down as it gets harder and
harder. My mouth starts to water and I open it wide and slide his cock head
into my mouth and start to give him a slow, wet blow job. He grabs my head
by the hair and starts to moan in pleasure. I know what I'm doing and he's
getting the blow job of a lifetime. I can tell he's getting super hot when
I start to deep throat his cock, taking it all the way down my throat until
my nose is at his stomach and I can take a deep breath of his musky
pubes. I realize he can't believe what a good cocksucker I am. I bet this
guy hasn't had a blow job like this in a long time, if ever! He's moaning
like crazy and his hips are bucking uncontrollably. "Oh, fuck, oh fuck,
faggot. You a fucking good cocksucker! Oh, shit, don't stop!" I keep
sliding my mouth back to his cocked and then slowly take his whole length
deep into my mouth until my nose is buried in his pubes. I hold it there a
second and then start over. I can tell he's ready to blow his load soon, so
I take my chance to let his cock out of my mouth and lick and tongue his
heavy balls. I take them into my mouth and swirl my tongue around them,
driving him crazy. When I think he can't take any more, I swallow his cock
deep in my mouth again and hold his balls in my hand. I feel them tighten
and shift and know he's going to cum down my throat, and that's exactly
what I let him do. He starts to spasm as he cums glob after glob of black
cum down my throat. "Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit. Oh, god!" he can't believe the orgasm he just had. I drained his
balls good and my thirst for black cock was satisfied. I let his cock slide
out of my mouth and watch it throb in mid air, still hard. This guy was
young and he was obviously not finished yet. "Fuck, man! You are one good
cocksucker. I've had my dick sucked, but that was fucking good, faggot!" I
smile, happy that I have found myself another black cock to suck on a
regular basis. "Fuck, bitch, my dick is still hard. I need to fuck that ass
of yours". I turn away from him and get on all fours, exposing my ass to
him. "Damn! What a fucking faggot you are! I'm gonna fuck that ass,
faggot!" He gets down on his knees and slides his wet cock into my asshole,
letting out a deep moan. He grabs my hips and starts to fuck me hard and
hell. I'm in extacy! Another hard black cock in my ass. I moan with
pleasure as he fucks my ass to his hearts content, pounding his thighs into
my ass, his heavy balls swinging under him with every thrust. He then pulls
his cock out and proceeds to cum all over my back. I can feel the long
ropes of hot, thick cum slap against the entire length of my back. I cant
believe how much this guy is cumming, especially considering I drained his
balls down my throat just minutes ago. His balls were big and heavy and
full of cum!