Joey: Hi all, hope you are having a wonderful week so far. I have to tell you, I have been pretty busy this week but I thought I’d tell you of one particular afternoon that might interest you.
I was driving down some inner city street when I saw a few thugs gathered on a small basketball court nestled between a couple of high rise apartments. Some were shooting some ball while the rest hung out smoking and chatting. I thought that would be perfect, so I pulled over and parked up about a block away and wandered down towards the court.
Now, I am guessing you all know my intentions; I see a gathering of bulls loitering in one place, there was only one thing I had on my mind! However, I often wonder what the point of small talk is and as I wandered towards the court I thought of how I was to introduce myself and my intentions. There were a lot of guys there, a girl can get nervous just thinking about it, you know. I was pretty sure they would take me up on my ‘offer’ but as I approached the chain link fence leading into the court, I thought what the hell is the point in small talk anyway? They are either gonna fuck me or not and more than likely will, so why bother? Right?!
I pushed the gate open slowly as I sauntered in. It made a metallic creaking sound that caught their attention and they stopped to stare at me as I confidently strode in. I was wearing a sleek black latex dress, incredibly short with splits right up my thighs. My hips swayed as I pushed past the gate, my platform heels clipping on the concrete as my skirt fluttered lightly in the breeze.
I said nothing as I entered the court, all eyes on me as I carried my own seductive side smile. The bulls and thugs were silent as they watched me stride in as if I owned the court.
I strode right into the centre of the court and stopped just in front of two rusted out chairs seemingly dumped in the middle of the concrete court. I slowly eyed the largest bull, my plump ruby lips still pursed into a side smile as I peered at him over the tops of my glasses. I shifted position; parting my thighs and placing my hands on my hips as I eyed him briefly. The breeze fluttered my dress softly and I heard a couple of wolf whistles from the back of the pack.
That’s when I slowly ran my eyes over the gathered crowd in front of me and slowly nodded in approval.
“What we got here?” Chuckled the largest bull as he too eyed me through his shades.
“I reckon she lost!” Barked another.
“Maybe she need us to change a tyre of summit!” Laughed another. The largest bull looked around and laughed.
“That true Missy? You lost? Car trouble? Or ya here to play ball?” He smirked, looking around for approval of his joke with his peers.
I huffed a quiet laugh and softly shook my head. I was not going to say a word…
Instead I stepped forward towards one of the rusted chairs and bent over to grasp the back of the chair, I then lifted one leg to bend a knee and lean on the seat while I pushed out and straightened the other leg. I locked eyes with the largest bull and gave him a smirk before bending over further into a 90 degree bend, leaning my head back and opening my mouth nice and wide.
He stepped forward with interest and a chuckled as I rolled out my long, thick tongue, my green eyes still locked onto his eyes behind his shades. I shook my head slightly, allowing my hair to shimmer and cascade down around my shoulders and held my position; bent over, mouth open wide and tongue rolled out like a welcoming red carpet.
My large ample breasts, straining through my latex dress rested neatly on the back of the chair, showing off my deep cleavage to those in front of me. I must have been quite the picture, offering my throat to the thug.
He stepped forward as the other thugs cooed and whistled. He looked down at me as I looked up at him, my emerald eyes twinkling in the afternoon sun and he peered right down my offered gullet; my uvula proudly hanging in the back of my throat before the darkness beyond.
“Well I think we all know why this fine piece of white fuck meat made her way onto our court, don’t we boys?!” Laughed the bull as he stepped closer still, right in front of me, “Think I’ll be the first to give this slut what she wants…” With that he started to yank down the front of his sweat pants…
I still hadn’t said a single word as he freed his large black cock from his pants and I lowered myself further so my welcoming mouth was at the perfect height to accept his cock.
Without any hesitation, he aimed his fat black crown at my open mouth, placed a large, strong palm on the back of my head and began to feed me that thick veiny length.
“Ho ho boys! Looks like we got ourselves a Queen to play with!” he cackled as he shoved inch after inch down my throat. His words were met with whoops and cheers from the other ball court thugs.
“And here we were wondering exactly what to do for the rest of the afternoon…”
The lead thug shoved his foot-long girthy cock down my throat; I gagged and chocked slightly but with the help of his two strong hands on the back of my head, he managed to overcome any resistance my gullet was putting up and sunk his dick deep down my throat.
“shit, this bitch can throat!” He laughed!
My lips and throat stretched around the stranger’s throbbing black cock but even while he stretched out my Thoracic Oesophagus and fed his wide, fat crown, deep in my upper chest, I was all too aware that there were large, well hung bulls behind me, watching the scene with eager anticipation. I didn’t want these guys to miss out on the fun now did I?
The lead Bull started to thrust his hips and throat fuck me and I casually reached back behind myself with one hand and found my rear dress flap. I grabbed the hem and lifted it high, presenting my tight, pink, pierced pussy to the bulls behind me.
I was now unable to say a word even if I wanted to but the idea of saying nothing to these guys as I offered myself up for their enjoyment was turning me on more than I had expected and now here I was, a big black cock thrusting down my throat as I help up my dress, proudly offering my tight, wet pussy to any bull behind me that wanted it!
This is how a slut acts!
I heard a few mummers from behind me as the thugs noticed my offering and it didn’t take long before an unnamed bull approached. All I knew of his arrival to the plate was when I felt a fat, bulbous crown being forced into my tight white pussy!
It felt heavenly!
I had no idea which one of the bulls had taken up my offer and it didn’t matter, but my pussy was being quickly stretched out by a huge black dick and that was all that mattered to me.
“Yo! You got any idea who this bitch is bruh?” Chuckled the thug as he forced his cock past any resistance my hungry little pussy may have been putting up.
“Na bruh! No fucking clue!” Grunted the thug who’s cum laden balls were slapping my chin, “But never look a gift slut in the cunt, I always say!” He continued with a laugh.
“Well…” grunted the second thug behind me as he managed to shove the last few inches of thick dick up into me, causing me to moan around the dick in my throat, “I hope this cum dumpster like N***a nut, ‘cus we all gonna fill ‘er up from both ends, aight!” He growled as he gripped my hips and began to enjoy my tight grip on his length.
The other members of the crowd gathered around with keen interest as they watched these bulls spitroast me; some random raven haired slut who wandered into their basketball court and offered herself up for them without a moment’s hesitation or a single word of introduction, was now hungrily and happily accepting the long, thick, unprotected, black dicks of random strangers as if it was her duty.
The entire court of bulls worked on me for the rest of the afternoon, never once directly acknowledging me. I was a public plaything for them; no more than the basket ball they were using to shoot hoops with earlier and passed off to the next player just as readily.
One bull nutted inside me and eased his way out, making way for the next that eagerly took his place either in front or behind me within seconds of the last one retracting. I didn’t once request a break or a moment to catch my breath, I didn’t need it; I was more than happy to have this muscular black train run on me that afternoon and as each thick, sticky load was pumped into either my stomach or my uterus, I was already readying myself for the next!
I came multiple times myself, my body twitching and spasming, clamping and convulsing as each pleasurable orgasm tore through me from tip to toe! This, of course, caused the men to cheer and jeer at how much I was enjoying being their ‘cum sock’ for the afternoon but other that, they barely acknowledged me at all.
I took more loads than there were bulls there when I first entered the court, seeing as I heard a few of them make a some phone calls, I assumed they called in the ‘cavalry’ to help fill me up but even so, with the amount of cum dripping out of me at the end, it was obvious they all had more than one blast at me!
Eventually, the sun began to set on the thrilling afternoon of cock and cum and the crowed thinned out. The old chair that was my ‘fucking horse’ was stained and dripping with multiple loads of baby batter, a visual representation of the mixture of mess that was left churning inside me. Those bulls’ swimmers either sloshing around in my full stomach or seeking out a fertile egg inside my womb, either way, I was full!
The last two bulls gripped me hard, forcing their slick cock deep into me for the last time and came inside me; one down my throat and the other to add his DNA to the mixture in my uterus. They eased out of me and headed for the gate. Not a word back to me as they left me a cum dripping, panting mess.
“Daymn! You ever see a slut take so much N***a nut butter before?” Laughed one as they walked off, high fiving one another.
“Na, only in the pornos.”
“Did anyone use a condom with her?”
“Fuck dat shit man! Who da fuck uses a rubber on a street Queen man?! She a cum rag with legs, she IS the condom!”
“Tru tru! What happens if she get knocked up tho?”
“Daymn son! You think too much! She aint your shorty; she just some white bitch fuck meat who gets off on having a train o’ random N***as paint her insides white, nothing more. More than likely she knocked up, slut took a lot of spunk today! ‘sides, aint our problem is it? Aint our problem if some white bitch gets knocked up, I say breed ‘em all, can do with more thugs ‘round ‘ere anyway!”
They loitered outside the court for a little longer as they spoke about me. It seemed one of them wasn’t quite as experienced with meeting a Queen of Spades as the other.
“Listen! If one of them white bitches come ‘round here with them Spade tattoos, you don’t think about it much, she just a sleeve for yo dick and a dump for yo cum, nutting more! That’s all she want, that all she is. Anything more, that her look out. Remember that!”
I picked myself up off of the chair after a moment to catch my breath. I looked around and saw no more bulls waiting to be serviced so I straightened my dress, as best as I could and, with cum dripping down my thighs, proudly sauntered out of the court back towards my car….
I hope you all enjoyed that little story and I have to say, small talk and introductions are just such a waste of time. You all know what I’m here for, so just get on with it!
See you next time! xoxoxox
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