Who's next?
Everyone gets what they want.... or so the story goes.
She had led a very demure life, until a black man had approached her one night. She couldn't remember exactly what had happened, but she had gone home with him, leaving her husband back at the bar.
The black man ( she couldn't even remember his name or what he looked like ), had fucked her silly that night. The very first time, that she had been taken multiple times in one night, plus she experienced her true first orgasmic release. It had been mind blowing. Her husband had never brought her off like that.
He had kept her naked all that next day, fucking her whenever he felt like it. She remembers, that she stayed with that black man for about a week.
She had pleaded with him a couple of times, to let her go back home, but every time she tried, he would just throw her on the bed and have his way with her.
After a while, she just gave up. She didn't care anymore what would happen, as long as she got that black cock.
Towards the end of the first week, he invited a friend over, and all three of them got stoned on some pot, and drank until the wee hours of the morning. So when the black guy fucked her, right there on the couch in front of his friend, she just naturally went with the flow. And after he had cum in her, he had rolled off, and offered her to his friend.
Under the cloud of pot and drinks, she had not even resisted. It seemed that a new cock just brought out more lust in her. She remembers screaming a couple of times, cause her orgasms were so strong.
The following weekend, they had gone to a party, and towards the end of the evening, she had been passed around to several other black men. She didn't care anymore, cause she was in a constant need to have sex.
The next morning, she had woken up in a strange bed, with a black man she didn't even recognize. Her lips were swollen from the hard mouth fuckings she had received, and her cunt felt like it had been ripped wide open.
As she stared in the bathroom mirror, she didn't even recognize herself. She looked like a woman who had been thoroughly used and abused, and on top of that she felt sick to her stomach.
Was it something she had eaten or drank the previous night?
But as she fell to her knees in front of the commode, she suspected that she was probably pregnant. Who the father was, could be anyone's guess. But she knew it would be black. She also knew her husband would never take her back now.
She got up and washed her face, and brushed her teeth, and then looked in the mirror and a frown came across her face.
She turned around and went out into the living room and in a strong commanding voice said...."WHO'S NEXT"?
She had led a very demure life, until a black man had approached her one night. She couldn't remember exactly what had happened, but she had gone home with him, leaving her husband back at the bar.
The black man ( she couldn't even remember his name or what he looked like ), had fucked her silly that night. The very first time, that she had been taken multiple times in one night, plus she experienced her true first orgasmic release. It had been mind blowing. Her husband had never brought her off like that.
He had kept her naked all that next day, fucking her whenever he felt like it. She remembers, that she stayed with that black man for about a week.
She had pleaded with him a couple of times, to let her go back home, but every time she tried, he would just throw her on the bed and have his way with her.
After a while, she just gave up. She didn't care anymore what would happen, as long as she got that black cock.
Towards the end of the first week, he invited a friend over, and all three of them got stoned on some pot, and drank until the wee hours of the morning. So when the black guy fucked her, right there on the couch in front of his friend, she just naturally went with the flow. And after he had cum in her, he had rolled off, and offered her to his friend.
Under the cloud of pot and drinks, she had not even resisted. It seemed that a new cock just brought out more lust in her. She remembers screaming a couple of times, cause her orgasms were so strong.
The following weekend, they had gone to a party, and towards the end of the evening, she had been passed around to several other black men. She didn't care anymore, cause she was in a constant need to have sex.
The next morning, she had woken up in a strange bed, with a black man she didn't even recognize. Her lips were swollen from the hard mouth fuckings she had received, and her cunt felt like it had been ripped wide open.
As she stared in the bathroom mirror, she didn't even recognize herself. She looked like a woman who had been thoroughly used and abused, and on top of that she felt sick to her stomach.
Was it something she had eaten or drank the previous night?
But as she fell to her knees in front of the commode, she suspected that she was probably pregnant. Who the father was, could be anyone's guess. But she knew it would be black. She also knew her husband would never take her back now.
She got up and washed her face, and brushed her teeth, and then looked in the mirror and a frown came across her face.
She turned around and went out into the living room and in a strong commanding voice said...."WHO'S NEXT"?
8 years ago
