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Get Out You Slut        Since the day that we met in person, which was also the first time that he fucked me, I have been a slave to his big black cock. I have promised to fulfill any sexual desire that he has if he will not deprive me of his wonderful lovemaking. He has tested this devotion, by pushing his huge cock deep inside my ass until I thought I would split in two. And having me write his friends and offer myself to them for sex. Then there was the Monday that he arrived at my door unannounced, after my white husband had just left for work. The kids played upstairs and he and I sat on the sofa, talking, when he reached over and grabbed my nipple, like I was his piece of property to touch as he pleased. And I am. "I want my cock sucked," he told me, so we went into the bathroom and closed the door. Like a good white submissive, I went to my knees and started to suck his 10" beautiful black cock. Then he turned me around and fucked me in front of the bathroom mirror and then on the floor. I spread my legs wide to receive him, loving how he felt plunging inside me. "I'll do anything for your cock," I promised him again. "Just keep fucking me." That Friday we were planning a lunch date and he decided to take me to an adult bookstore. The plan was for me to wear a summer dress, thong panties, stockings and garters and flash my ass around. I dressed as agreed upon. On the drive, I reached over and stroked him; I loved feeling his hard cock through his slacks. He told me he had invited a friend of his to meet us there but wasn't sure if he would show. We walked into the bookstore together. There were only a few men around. I was shy about flashing, because I am a big girl. But he gives me the courage to do things that I might not otherwise do. I bent down to look at things on the bottom shelf, my dress lifting and my ass clearly visible to anyone behind me. I caught the managers looking at me in the anti-theft mirror above my head. I smiled. We continued to the next aisle and I flashed again. Then I brushed up against an older, unattractive man who 'apologized' for bumping in to me. Ron led me to the back where they had booths where you put in money to watch snippets of dirty videos. As we walked to one, the manager told me I couldn't take merchandise back there and kindly offered to hold my vibrator for me. I thanked him and we went into a booth. Ron fed the machine and I was eagerly sucking his cock when I realized with shock that a man was looking at us through a plexiglass covered hole in the wall. The staring man moaned as I sucked on Ron's big black cock like a starving slut. "Hold on,"Ron said. He stepped into the hallway and I saw him guiding an older white man to the door. The man slipped inside and closed the door. I had no idea who this man was; he wasn't very attractive to me but he wasn't repulsive either. But if my lover wanted me to service him, as I could only assume he did, then I would do as he wanted. The man started feeling my soft breasts, squeezing them. He put his arms around me and squeezed my ass, grinding his cock against me. Then he kissed me, shoving his tongue down my throat. "I'm Owen," he whispered. I recognized the name; this was Ron's friend. I was a little relieved but at the same time it wasn't *quite* as exciting as when I thought my lover had given or sold me to a complete stranger. Tim reached between my legs to caress my pussy but I had to stop him. Embarrassed I explained that it was my time of the month. He took it in stride and pushed me down onto the bench. He unfastened his jeans and took out a thin white cock that looked puny when compared to Ron's. He guided my face to his cock and I started to suck him, one hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking it as I moved my head up and down. He moaned in pleasure. Then I noticed that there was a man watching us through the plexiglass. Maybe the same man. The thought aroused me. I moved to my knees, the proper place for a cocksucking whore which is how I felt. All I could think about while I sucked Owen's cock was making Ron proud of me and earning his praise. Owen pulled my breasts out of my dress and pulled on my nipples. My cunt was throbbing. "Look at me," he said and I turned my face up so he could see me. "Oh yeah," he moaned and I went back to sucking him, making noisy slurping sounds. He tilted my head up again and took his cock out. "I'm going to come now, open your mouth." I looked up, opened my mouth and stuck out my pink tongue. He placed the head of his cock on my tongue and jerked of for a second and then squirted his cum into my mouth and on my lips. "Now swallow it," he instructed and I did, feeling his thick cream slide down my throat. "Now suck me again," he said after he had finished. So I sucked him hard again and he seemed to be having a continuous orgasm. He was moaning and clenching his fingers and looking at my face. Finally I stopped, straightened myself, and he left without a word. Ron came in and caressed me. As he held me close to him, a hand snaked out from the booth next to us and grabbed my foot. He was pulling my foot as though he were trying to drag me under the wall into the next booth. He took my shoe and I scolded him. "Hey, give me my shoe back!" I said. And a male hand pushed it gingerly back under the wall. Ron and I were touching and he took out his cock, which was so hard and long, like a dark giant next to that little pink thing I'd been sucking on. "Mmm," I said as I went to work, loving the feel of his hardness in my mouth. Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door and we straightened up and opened it. It was the manager. "You two have to leave," he said, to our astonishment. Ron shrugged and we walked toward the exit. But not before I purchased my item. Smugly I went to the counter and said "I'd like my toy, please." Glaring at us both, he made the transaction. "Thank you," I said with a sweet smile. The man only grunted at me. And we left. Ron's friend was nowhere to be seen. We found out later they had thrown him out too. I think they thought I was a prostitute and that Ron was my pimp, because I was white and he was black. On the drive back, I let my breasts spill out so he could watch and touch them. I even flashed an old truck driver next to us who gave an appreciative wave. We arrived at my car, kissed passionately, and Ron told me what a good white slut I was as he looked into my golden green eyes. He has promised to get some of his friends together for a no holes barred gangbang soon!

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