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Cock Slut In Training
I don't know why I am such a slut.
I was always the shy quiet one.
Never getting into trouble.
But that one night I started out at the porn shop and met a few guys and they invited me to go to the bars with them. I had been to bars before, sat at the bar or a table in the corner looking at the people wondering if they realized that I really wanted them to pick me up take me home and use me. But I never was bold enough to go after the men I was interested in. So I would sit there and brood about all the men out there and why wasn't I getting any.
So when the guys asked if I wanted to join them I jumped at the chance. On reflection maybe it wasn't the best move.
I went with them and we didn't go to any of the bars I was familiar with we went to a black bar. Not one that was painted black but one where black men frequented. I was a bit scared to go in but the others seemed ok with it and so I wandered in with my new friends.
I was average and most of the black men in the bar were average but they seemed to tower over me. I guess that was just my impression of the situation.
"got another one" I heard one of my traveling mates call out.
"What?" I questioned.
"Just a phrase. Say want a drink? I'm buying."
I took him up on the offer and downed it quickly to settle my nerves.
It wasn't long before I had 5 or 6 drinks in me and a shot or two when I was feeling nice and loose.
I started being a bit gabby since at my bars I would usually nurse one or two drinks all night long. And Mike, one of my buds said "Hey Frank wants to meet you."
"Frank? Who's Frank?"
"See that guy over in the corner. That's Frank."
I had never really looked at black men as objects of interest. Not that I am prejudiced I just had not been in a situation where I knew many.
"Franks a night watchman over at to porn shop we met at and tonights his night off. He says your cute and would like to meet you."
"Sure."
Mike bought me another drink and a couple shots to bring over to Frank and I sat down while Mike made the introductions.
I must have been very gabby because I didn't even notice when Mike had left the table but I really found Frank very interesting. Or maybe it was the excessive alcohol.
Anyway when Frank suggested we go to the back room I jumped at the chance.
Frank and I went through a door in the back into an almost black room, at least it took a long time for my eyes to adjust. Frank wrapped his arm around my waist and I could feel he was a fairly muscled man but when he stood up I could tell he had a huge belly in front of him.
He felt so nice and soft like a big teddy bear.
When we got through Frank seemed to know right where he was going because I was in almost total darkness.
I felt him lift me up and place me in something hanging I am now assuming it was some sort of sling and he strapped my legs to something and my arms to another and let my head hang down as he placed some straps over my chest.
My head was swimming.
I was stripped naked and I could feel some chubby fingers at my hole lubing me up. I recognized the feeling from putting my own fingers in my hole.
Suddenly with one quick motion Frank had shoved his dick all the way to his balls up my back end.
There was some guy at my head holding something for me to breath and I am assuming that it was some sort of poppers because I was not in agony for the intrusion.
Frank pounded and pounded. I could feel his belly resting between my legs and my dick as hard as a rock and my balls pulled almost all the way inside of me.
It wasn't long before someone put their dick down my throat. I had never had anything so big shoved down my throat and I started to choke.
Whoever it was told me to relax and breath. I could smell that same smell and I relaxed.
I was not like a pig on a spit one down my throat and one up my ass.
And I loved it.
Damn black men must have long staying power because it seemed like 15 minutes before either of them came.
And that wasn't the end of it. Those two were replaced by two more. And then two more. And then two more. All night long I was filled with some breaks for more alcohol.
My jaw ached from being open for that long of a time but my ass somehow felt ok. I guess the stretching and massaging from the dicks after the first half dozen made it open and more comfortable.
I don't know how long I was there when I went home it was morning and I was filled from both ends with as much cum as a man could possibly hold. Frank had a butt plug that he shoved in before he let me up and strapped on a harness to keep it in place. He gave me a quick kiss put me in some leather shorts and took me to my car at the porn shop.
I have been back for repeat performances from time to time but that is not the point. I am now so in need of dick I go with anyone at any time for any reason as long as it is a gang bang. There has to be at least a half a dozen men that will use me and they don't have to be black although I do have a fondness for black men. I even moved in with Frank because he is so nice and he doesn't mind when he comes home and sees me in the sling with a couple dozen men using me. He just joins in.
Do we all have fantasies like this? I do all the time.