Joey: The change of seasons from hot sunny days to cooler, rainy ones always comes as a bit of a downer for us. We love spending our summer in the sun but now, the rain sets in and we feel a little blue. This one particular day, we were in our inner city apartment looking out of the window as the rain fell and Wendy sighed “Well, guess we are not going to be wandering the streets today.” She huffed. I looked sideways at her and smiled, I could tell she was eager for some black thugs to put her to use and honestly, so was I. We were scheduled to leave for our villa soon, chasing the sun and we both wanted a few street thugs to see us off.
I just nodded at her and shrugged myself. I wasn’t going to lie; I too was fertile, just as Wendy was, and was eager to have a bull knock me up in some dark alley. However, I then got an idea!
I have multiple numbers of thugs and bulls in my phone. I never really call them very often as, well I never really need to, they call me! But there was one bull I knew of that may just be what we were looking for.
He owned an apartment downtown and most of the time he was there dealing weed and hanging out with his boys. A steady stream of well hung bulls would show up to purchase some of his product throughout the day and he made a steady income from it. He had invited me up to his apartment a few times with the promise of a steady stream of bulls to entertain but during the summer, who wants to be stuck in doors? But now, with the rain lashing against the windows, might be a good time to take him up on his offer.
“Give me a moment, Wendy,” I grinned at her and picked up my phone, “I have an idea!” I scrolled through the numbers and names in the contact list, who were these people? I really needed to trim the fat in my contacts list. Hold on, what was this guy’s name again? I checked some text exchanges and found him, yeh this was the one. I hit ‘call’.
“Well, aint this a thang, sup slut?!” came the voice down the phone. I gave Wendy a smile and started to wander off, away from the window. “What can this homie do for do for such a fine ass cum dumpster?” He laughed down the phone.
I purred a little and smiled at the compliment. “You home?” I asked, “Hanging with your boys, slinging today?” I asked with a sultry purr.
“Ha! You know it, been like god damn Time’s Square up in this piece today! Why? Don’t tell me you wanna purchase some of my sweet MJ?” He laughed, and I heard him talk to someone else before a whistle rose up in the back ground.
“Of course not, but my sister and I are a little bored today. You know, raining outside, can’t exactly wander the ghetto looking for big black cocks looking like drowned rats now can we?” I paused letting him work out for himself what the purpose for my call was….
“You and yer sister you say? That fine piece of Bimbo Blond pussy that my N***as ride whenever possible, that one?” He laughed.
“The very same.” I smiled, giving a sideways glance over at Wendy, who had seemingly gone crossed eyed as she watched a raindrop meander its way down the window glass. There really wasn’t much in that head was there? There came a pause from down the phone before he piped up again.
“Well, why don’t you two clip clop those heels ‘round to my crib. Me and the boys’ll keep ya both… entertained!” I could tell he was grinning wide on the other end of the phone.
“Sounds like a plan.” I purred seductively, “We’ll be right over!” I hung up as he was in mid sentence and tossed the phone on the couch. I nudged Wendy on the shoulder as she was twiddling with a strand of hair, looking for split ends, I dunno but that gormless look on her face was just too damn cute. I could see why those bulls liked her, she only really thought about one thing! Thatta girl.
“Huh?” She said, looking up at me.
“Grab your rain coat, we’re going out!”
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We both arrived at the apartment in our long, hooded rain coats and pulled down our hoods before rapping on the wooden door. We fluffed up our hair and shook out the length before we heard from inside “Door’s open!” and I turned the knob before swinging the door open.
We walked into a grotty apartment. It wasn’t the worst I seen, at least he had tried to spruce it up a little with a few funky lights and some plants. Got to hand it to him, for a drug den, it was certainly one of the more, ‘homely’ looking drug dens I have seen.
There were three bulls slouched on the two couches and one in a recessed seating area on the side. I couldn’t remember which one was the dealer but I didn’t have to try to figure it out for too long.
“There you are! Looks like the entertainment has arrived boys!” He laughed! There he was!
The other guys were pretty stoned, by the looks of it but they laid eyes on us and they soon perked up. Wendy beamed around at the guys and waved enthusiastically.
“Take those wet coats off girls, just toss ‘em over there…” The dealer motioned to an empty chair on the corner “Come in, make yourselves at home, we got beer, weed, cards and of course, bulls!” he laughed.
We looked at each other and started to unbutton our coats, then, in unison, we opened our coats to peel them off, revealing we wore nothing but stockings underneath.
“Fuck!” Exclaimed the guys. “Looks like these sluts came dressed for the occasion!” The guys were now sat bolt upright and watching us saunter over to the couch.
….
We certainly had some fun that afternoon.
It didn’t take very long at all before the stoned thugs made the most of us; they slid out of their sweat pants and rolled us onto their laps, sliding us down onto one solid black cock or another before passing us off to the next bull, dick in hand, ready!
We were treated just like the joints they smoked; passed around from one bull to the next, enjoyed and passed on.
We didn’t recognise any of the bulls that found their way into the apartment that day, although apparently one or two of them had fucked us before. That didn’t stop them from eagerly doing it again though!
I have to say, it was somewhat of a relaxed atmosphere. The boys were smoking, drinking, laughing and fucking, pretty chilled out and we were rather enjoying the slower paced screwing we received. At one point, Wendy was lightly bouncing on a huge black cock, the bulge in her belly rising up and down, while I was laid on my side, one leg in the air, with another bull behind me hollowing me out slowly and we were playing a game of cards!
A confused yet adorable look on Wendy’s face as she eyed the cards in her hand, then looking at the ones on the table all while, she rose and fell on the bull’s long fat dick and her plump round tits bounced lightly in rhythm. “I’m not sure I’m getting this..” She grumbled as the bull she was riding groaned, pulled her down and nutted inside her. She let out a little giggle of surprise and glanced down as she felt the sudden gush of another load being hosed into her before looking back to her cards with a farrowed brow “You sure you are not cheating?”
I gave her a sideways smirk as I held my card. The bull working his own dick up inside me peered over my shoulder as he groped and squeezed my breast “Think you got another hand in the bag there.” He chuckled, working my pierced nipple between his index and middle finger. “Yeh, don’t think this is her game.” I chuckled wickedly.
Wendy slowly lifted herself up off the huge back pole she had been previously been enjoying and allowed the bull to slide out from under her, still staring in confusion at the cards in her hand as another bull side in to replace the previous. He aimed his tip at her dribbling folds and gripped her hip, guiding her back down, this time, onto a fresh new cock. The wide, fat crown stretched open her puffy folds and she gasped quietly as she instinctively wiggled her hips to help work that monster black dick up into her guts. “Can’t we just play ‘Go Fish’?”
Eventually, We decided the game of cards wasn’t Wendy’s forte and she tossed them onto the table and huffed.
By now, a couple of fresh faced thugs had shown up at the apartment, looking to score a few buds from the dealer and he had happily offered us up for them to enjoy. “Help ya self N***a!” he chuckled, leaning back on his own seat, joint in hand “Tis what they are here for!”
Of course, we didn’t didn’t think twice as it was exactly what we were there for and, once the two bulls had made their deal for some fresh smoke, they waited for us to finish with our previous partners and helped themselves!
One rolled me onto my back and I leant my head onto the couch cushion. I eagerly spread my milky thighs and the bull dug around in his shorts, pulling free another huge back cock and slowly rubbed the crown against my slippery folds.
Wendy had been bent over on all fours and the second new arrival was easing his length up into the bimbo from the rear. We were being used like rolling papers; a quick glance to the dealer asking permission to use us, a nod or a dismissive grunt of consent from him and they got to work. They didn’t once think to ask us, not that they needed to; consent was very much implied. But it was somewhat interesting, once it was all over, to think about. Every bull that enjoyed us sought permission from the dealer before they fucked us for the first time. It was if HE owned us and we were HIS for that day.
Best way to describe it was to think about a household appliance, some rolling papers or any kind of owned object. “Can I just toss my beer in your fridge for a bit?”, “Mind if I use your bathroom?”, “Can I nut in one of these sluts?”. They were in HIS apartment, they respected him and his property and they saw us as an extension of his property while we were there. Just in the same way someone might reply to any of those questions with a dismissive nod or grumbled “’course!” as so he did when these guys asked to use us. “Sure, make yourself at home!”
We were being objectified most certainly but in a weirdly respectful way. They knew what we were there for and little else had to be taken into consideration. It was certainly a lot of fun!
“See, who needs to play that stupid game of cards.” giggled Wendy as she looked down at me from above on the sofa, rocking back and forth as the thug behind her started to build up speed, “this is just way more fun!”
I laughed and nodded as the cum heavy bulls of my new bull slapped against my ass cheeks, “I’m still going to have to teach you one of these days!”
The afternoon lazily continued and we saw quite the revolving door of thugs and hood rats wander in looking for weed and finding pussy as well. A couple of fresh bulls were sat watching as one finished with Wendy while I powered my nose. I sauntered back into the room and there was some chuckling and smirking. “Go on then Bimbo, ask her!” One Bull smirked.
I gave Wendy the side eye and she giggled. “What is it?” I asked, suspiciously, “What you got running through that empty head of yours this time.” I smirked.
Wendy giggled again before answering “Well, me and the boys have a bet going.” She grinned and I raised a brow, “They don’t think you can Double V those two guy right there!” I chuckled and looked to my side in the direction Wendy had nodded and sat there, to the side of the room were two new comers, “And I said you can, in fact..” she continued “I said If you could do it, I’ll let these two Double V me!” she said, throwing a thumb over her shoulder at another two, large looking bulls slouched on the side sofa.
“And what do I get out of it?” I laughed. Wendy farrowed her brows at me,
“Um.. like.. Two dicks in your pussy at the same time! What more do you want?”
Ok, she had a point there, that would be fun! I shrugged and smiled over at the two guys to the side. “Alright, let’s see what I am working with.” I winked and stepped towards them.
They stood up and dropped their shorts with wide, wicked grins and, my eyes widened! “Well, this’ll be interesting.” I said as I eyed the two dicks.
Each one, on their own was huge, both real challenges on their own but at the same time? I was more than up for the challenge!
I shrugged and smiled “This’ll be fun!” I purred and Wendy giggled and clapped eagerly. She wanted me to do it, she wanted two in her as well and she knew how to make things fun, that was for sure!
The two bulls locked themselves into a scissor formation and I positioned myself, hovering over the twin black poles and started to ease myself down onto them….
I had to wriggled and churn my hips to get those two inside me but we all know, we love huge insertions, after all, we are size queens too right?!
It took some effort to get those two huge black dicks up inside me and my puffy pussy was really stretched wide. They bulged out my belly and it was quite the display of sexual prowess but I did it! I mean, was there ever any doubt?
I bounced on those two poles and they brought me to one hell of an orgasm. My insides were thoroughly re-arranged and when they blasted my stretched uterus with a huge dose of fresh bull sperm, I couldn’t help but buck and moan like a 2 cent whore! Fuck, that was fantastic!
“Told ya!” Grinned Wendy, as the two other bulls slowly stood up and towered over her with huge grins on their faces. “Oh my turn?!” She said, giggling and bouncing with excitement.
Wendy’s two new bull’s dropped their sweat pants and stepped closer. Another couple of fence post sized dicks slapped against Wendy’s pale hips. She giggled and beamed with bright excitement and they wrapped their arms around her waist and easily hoisted her into the air.
They only started to lower her down again once both crowns were aimed squarely at her at her plump pink pussy. I laid against my previous partner’s, recovering from a thorough stretching out so I would be ready for the next dick presented to me. I watched as Wendy’s own little cunny stretched wider and wider around both dicks at the same time and she giggled and squealed in delight. She was thoroughly enjoying herself today, there was no doubt about that!
Most air heads like her enjoy a trip to Disney land, where they can mingle with fake princesses and snuggle Mickey Mouse, skip down main street and kiss a dwarf, lost in fun, magic and make believe but for Wendy, THIS was her Disney land; a constant supply of big black dicks belonging to random strangers, a fertile womb and gallons of nameless cum!
Not a bad life huh? I leant against black muscle and smiled, watching her enjoy herself, still buzzing from my previous climax, knowing hers was just around the corner. I watched as those two long, thick cocks bulged her torso and the well defined shapes inside her moved deeper and deeper. Her wide, twinkling blue eyes fluttered and shone, those plump dick pillow lips curled up at the edges in a wondrous happy smile. She really was a sight to behold once she got going and I was so proud of her!
Wendy soon sunk down far enough on those huge cocks and the bulls started to thrust their hips up into her and she bounced on top of them. She held on tightly as this was her ‘Thunder Mountain’. One Bull grasped her pale, rounded breasts and dug his finger tips deep into her soft flesh. The dealer leaned forward in his chair and watched with amazement. In fact every other pot smoking bull in the apartment was watching her intently, just as they had done while I was being stretched out!
Those two muscled black stallions fucked Wendy in unison until they both released a torrent of thick sticky cum deep inside her and all three participants climaxed at the same time before collapsing on the couch behind them.
There was a moment of silence, everyone was just stunned and amazed at the performance we had both put on but very quickly that silence was broken; “Fucking hell, when are these sluts coming back?” Laughed one bull….
We spent the rest of the day enjoying ourselves over at the dealer’s apartment. Many more bulls came and went, some just to quickly pick up a supply of weed while others stuck around a while to partake in the delights on offer. The dealer himself got his turn with us more than once but was generally happy to let his boys have their fun with us for the most part.
We left just as the evening set in and we left with an open invitation to swing by any time. It was a little difficult to drag Wendy away but she eventually pulled on her coat and joined me out of the door.
We travelled to our beach villa and spent some time back under the sun. It was certainly nice to be back at the beach again. While we were there, our bellies started to grow. It seemed that fun, lazy rainy day over at the dealer’s apartment had indeed been worthwhile. Well, having fun with that many well hung bulls is always worthwhile but it was certainly not unwelcomed to feel the kick from the inside of our bellies as one of those random Bull’s offspring grew inside us.
“Oh only one more to go until we get that Silver Black Breeder award!” Commented Wendy with excitement as she counted her tallies. I couldn’t help but admire my Bimbo little sister as she sat there on the edge of the pool with a plump, round belly, the expression of pride on her face as I ran my hand over my own growing bump.
The tropical island where our beach villa was located certainly had its fair share of native Bulls roaming around, so who knew? Maybe we’d hit the double figures before the year was out?
Thanks again everyone for your continued support. I hope you enjoyed our latest fun adventure and we’ll see you next time! Stay sexy!
Joey & Wendy xoxoxox
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