felt your ass up with cum

I was covered in sweat as was he as he pressed against me. He was spent, his cum deep inside me, his cock still plugging my hole. His heavy breathing in my ear I realized that he was holding me up, my legs were weak, like rubber. We stood there for a few seconds our heavy breathe mingled when he pulled slowly pulled his large penis from inside me. I could feel his cum begin to drip from my gapping hole and make it’s way down my inner thigh. He moved away and the wall was keeping me on my feet. I was tired, sore and cum drenched. The room must have smelled of sex, cum and sweat. The door opened and John peeked his head in. He looked at me and I at him. I must have looked like a mess as I stood there against the wall naked and covered in sweat with my hands cuffed behind my back. He entered the room and walked over to me to begin unlocking the cuffs. The relief was beyond words. They discussed how the club was closing and everyone had to leave. I had no idea what time it was. The three guys quickly got dressed and were leaving as the African man (Master) came into the room. He joked with them about how he should have made them pay double after looking at me. “Pay double”? He and John were charging guys to fuck me? I was a prostitute? I was too tired and sore to care really. I am a whore for black cock, but I didn’t know they were pimping me out! John helped me gather my clothes and I got dressed. I was moving slowly due to the pain. My whole body hurt. My shoulders and wrists from the handcuffing all night, my knees from giving countless blowjobs, by face and ass from all the slaps, even my throat where one guy started chocking me and telling me I was “nothing but a dirty white whore”. My sissy pussy was actually numb, like all feeling was gone. I guess that **** guy was right, I was nothing but a dirty white whore. All night long I begged to be fucked and gagged by black cock, I wanted their seed in my mouth and ass. I couldn’t get enough.

As they lead me out my head was spinning, we made our way back into the main club and people were paying tabs and filing out the door. John was basically holding me up and guiding me as to where to go. As we reached the door the same two big, bald, black security guys were there. One of them spoke up to John, “Got time for one more?” he asked. I reached over to his crotch and felt his stiff black cock under his trousers. As I was ready to fall to my knees and suck him off right there he stopped me and told me not here at the door. I was ready to suck his dick right there on the street.

He took me from John and lead me to the DJ booth. It was a partially enclosed area. He turned me to face him and began to unzip his pants. “ I been hearing all night how good you give head. Pretty little white boy like you needs black dick.” I put my mouth over the head of his cock, one hand at the base and began to milk him for his cum. My other hand gently caressed his swollen nut sack. I could hear him breathing through his nose and let out a “oh yes” as I took his whole cock into my mouth. He began rocking his hips back and forth, “you gonna make me cum, baby. Been waiting all night for this.” I didn’t say a word, just let out a ‘mmmmm, hmmm” cooing gently as I wanted him to cum. I wanted to taste his salty, thick cum. “That’s it girl, that’s it… suck that dick.” He said in hushed tones. It always amazed me how many guys with refer to me as “girl” or “bitch” or my ass as a “pussy”. I continued bobbing my head up and down on his cock only to keep jerking him off into my mouth. Occasionally I would pull it out to lick the length and feel his throbbing veins against my tongue only to suck faster. Soon enough he was cumming, I looked up and he had his head tilted back as streams of his hot, thick cum filled my mouth. Of course I swallowed, every last drop.

John drove me home, the ride was silent. I immersed myself in thoughts of all the black men that had taken pleasure in me. I desperately needed a shower.