Three
My life had been completely turned upside down. In less than a week I had gone from sweet innocent angel, to black cock addicted whore, and I was coming up with less and less reasons to fight my desires. Once Isac had gotten that obscene cock of his in my body he had begun to twist my mind and drive me wild with desire. He dominated my thoughts, and when he wasn't fucking me I was fantasizing about the next time he would. Still, despite how nasty and perverse our bond was becoming, we managed to keep our affair a secret from the rest of the house. My family would have disowned me if they knew. Not that that would have been all bad. I had this secret little fantasy of my father finding out, demanding Isac get out of our home, and my big black bull just tossing me over his shoulder and carrying me off into the sunset. So romantic.
After just a few days, and somehow miraculously not getting caught having my virginity pounded away on the hood of my father's car, Isac and I were past my initial reluctance. I was still a little overwhelmed by what he was doing to me, but somewhere inside me a switch had been flipped. My priorities had entirely changed. That very same night that he'd taken my cherry I slipped into the guest room with him, and within minutes found myself naked on his bed, sobbing tears of joy as he held me in place and butt fucked me with long delicious strokes. He'd claimed my pussy, but he particularly liked my ass, and I was growing to love having his giant black dick balls deep in my butt. I was his horny little anal whore, and I was loving it.
As he fucked me like the squirming little bitch in heat I was, we paused in our love making from time to time. At one point I was straddling him, butt-hole filled with his massive dick as I ran my hands all over his rock-hard body. He was laying back looking at me with this big shit eating grin. I'd put my hair up in pig tails for him and wore my cutest little see through nighty. It was white and lacy, covered nothing, and made me look so innocent as I rode high on his butt-splitting cock.
With him just laying there, hands behind his head and watching me as I stirred my hips with his dick so deep inside, we talked. As dominant as he was with me, occasionally he allowed me to use my mouth for more than just spit bathing his beautiful dick.
Isac had decided after his first night stretching my ass that he wanted to share me with his boys; the black college studs he coached for a living. They loved pounding white girls out almost as much as my Black Daddy, but I was concerned. Even if I had transformed almost overnight into a cum thirsty little nigger fucker, I had only been with one man, even if he was a fucking God. I wanted to make him happy, and I knew it was my place as his white baby to worship and pleasure any big black cock he told me to, but it was all still super new to me. I begged him not to push me too fast. Surprisingly, he agreed.
"Look baby gurl." He spoke, running those huge hands of his up along my sides, caressing my skin under my nighty and teasing my nipples with his thumbs. "You mine now. You do what Black daddy says, but if you need some time, that's cool. My boys can go up in some sweet local booty while they waitin their turn, but you best believe you gonna drain them fuckin cocks. In the meantime, I think I know something special we can do. Cool?"
I agreed, smiling like a giddy schoolgirl as I laid down on top of him and gave him my mouth. With our little heart to heart over and done with he was ready for another round, and I could feel his twitching cock getting rock hard in my cum flooded butt as we kissed. Thirty seconds later my face was buried in his pillow as he raped me like a wanton whore.
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The next day I woke, showered, and dressed before bouncing down the stairs. I felt thoroughly fucked, and as alive as I had ever been. As I reached the living room the family was all gathered around discussing events for the day. A lot of them still had shopping to do, and my father was trying to figure out who would ride with who into town. Isac had already made his move to ensure our day together.
"Hey Pumpkin." My father approached me, a big goofy grin on his face. "Isac asked me if I could ask you to ride into town with him for the day. He's got some errands to run, and he needs some help. I thought it would be a nice chance for you to get to know him better. I know you probably have plans with your friends, but..."
"No. That sounds great Daddy." I answered back, flashing him my most darling smile. (That'll give Isac and I plenty of time alone together, so he can stretch my ass-hole with that gigantic black prick of his. I absolutely love it when he destroys my cute little butt. Did I mention that Daddy? Did you know I'm a black cock whore now?) I mean obviously I didn't say that, but I was thinking it. I was even starting to feel weird about calling my father Daddy. I did, because he expected it, but the truth was he was just Harold to me now. My real Daddy was a black fucking God, and I'd been reborn on his monster cock.
"That's great princess." Harold said to my response. "I'll let him know. I'm sure you two will turn out to have plenty in common. You'll see."
Oh, we had plenty in common alright. I swore I could still feel his cum deep up inside me from the Olympic style butt-splitting he gave me the night before. I know it's kind of twisted, but I was actually getting a thrill having my own flesh and blood father basically handing me over to the man who'd defiled his little girl. If he'd only known what his old buddy had done to me.
Grabbing a quick breakfast and running back up stairs to change into something more appropriate for town, I met up with Isac in the driveway not long after. It wasn't hard to figure which car was his. The Big shiny black escalade fit him perfectly. It had plenty of room inside, and dark tinted windows; perfect for privacy. I could already imagine us inside it, me facing over the back seat with him behind me, the whole vehicle rocking back and forth as he took my ass in the corner of some shady parking lot.
Isac saw me right away, and I beamed a smile at him as I trotted over. I was wearing jeans, with cute little fur lined boots, a fuzzy pink sweater, and fluffy white ear muffs. He seemed to approve. He looked pretty yummy himself in his jeans and timberlands, with a black t-shirt under his old school grey pea-coat. He had on a sock cap as well, which made him look like a major bad ass or some burly fisherman put in to port for some warm pink pussy. As we closed the distance together I could hardly keep from jumping up into his arms and sucking on his tongue like a good girl.
The second we were in his truck and on our way into town he reached over for me, his big strong hand sliding up my inner thigh and groping my crotch. I mewled with pleasure as he handled my pussy through my jeans, and melted into his big strong shoulder as I reached over to him and slipped my own hand between his thighs.
I needed no prompting, and once I found his zipper I hauled his monster cock out and crawled into position to wrap my mouth around his gorgeous black bulb. I was getting better at sucking his enormous dick, and before long I had about six inches of his chocolate love in my throat. Every time he groaned at the pleasure I was giving him I felt a swell of pride, and fought to swallow even more of him. My mouth was already flooding with his salty-sweet precum, and my eyes were rolling in my head as I savored his flavor. It was like a drug to me by now, and the more I gobbled down, the more I wanted.
I sucked his cock as he drove, and with his free hand he reached around behind me and molded my little ass with his hand. My jeans were to tight for him to slide his fingers inside, but he knew where my most intimate spots were by now, and had no problem zeroing in on my little ass-hole as he bore down with his fingers and drove me crazy with anal lust.
Even with my growing skill at handling my lover's enormous root, I still had to use both hands to keep his monster from getting away from me. My poor little mouth was just not capable of taking on that delicious dick all by itself, no matter how much I strained to stretch my jaw around it. As I tried, my spit and drool began to flow heavily down the length of his gorgeous meat, but seeing as we were heading into town I did my best to keep from making to much of a mess. When I would feel my fingers getting to sloppy, or drool threatening to dribble off my chin onto his jeans I would back off a little, smiling up at my Black Daddy as I fingered the gooey spit and pre-cum into my mouth and licked my fingertips clean. I made a display of it; showing off as ropes of our combined wetness painted my face from nose to chin and I slurped them up like a dirty girl, returning to his big cock once I was clean and ready for another helping.
I don't know for how long we drove, not that time meant much of anything when I had that horse dick in my mouth, but when I felt him give my hair a gentle tug and lift me away from his cock I rose up obediently and had a look around.
I hadn't thought Isac knew the area, but he'd driven us way out past the interstate and into the worst part of town. They have an old saying about some people being born on the wrong side of the tracks, and this was for sure the local version of that. Even the police rarely came out to Riverside, with its drugs, and crime, and the kind of people you just didn't deal with if you knew what was good for you. It was mostly black, which was just a fact, like it or not, and nobody but the worst of the worst hung out there. Isac could see the look of concern on my face right away.
As I sat up on my knees, wiping the last of my yummy cockslurping away from my chin with the back of my wrist, I saw we were parked outside a beat up old building with neon lights in the windows just behind the bars. The place had a boarded up upstairs window, the bricks were chipping and old, and it sat on a bluff overlooking the river.
