This story is fiction. It includes interracial, group, rough, lesbian sex. The main character is sexually used and abused much to her own enjoyment. If you don't like this kind of story, you may want to consider reading a romance novel.
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Bobbie didn't see John for the next few days. She eventually found herself missing his cock and found herself ringing his doorbell one afternoon. When he answered the door, he said, "So slut, you missed my cock, huh?"
She smiled and said, "How did you know that Mr. Taylor?"
"Because you're a white trash slut who can't live without black cock. Isn't that right, slut?"
"Yeah, I guess it is, Mr. Taylor. So can I have your cock for a while?"
"Come on in, then strip and suck it slut." She entered his house, took off her dress and then assumed the position for him. After she had sucked his cock for a few minutes, he lifted her and bent her over a chair and shoved his cock up her ass. He grabbed her hair and pounded her ass as roughly as he could. Bobbie was humping him back and screaming, "Aaaaargggh! Fuck my ass pleeeeze! Aaaaah! Use your whore M-Mr. Taylor! Aaarrgh!"
He took his cock from her ass, spun her around and shoved it into her pussy. "What are you, slut?"
She yelled, "I'm your whore! Oh shit! M-Mr. T-Taylor, I b-belong to y-you. F-fuck your whore!"
When he was about to cum, he put her on her knees and unloaded all over her face. He smiled down on her and said, "Clean it off and eat it slut." When she finished eating his cum, he told her to sit and gave her a drink. "Listen slut. I am going out of town for about 10 days. My old unit is getting together to swap war stories, play poker and drink some beers out in LA. While I'm gone, I want you to check my mail every day and rest up. When I get back, I'm going to have my five fishing buddies over the next time your husband works a double shift, and we're going to push your limit."
"I can't wait," she said. "I'm going to miss you."
"I know you will, slut. So I wrote down the phone numbers of a couple of the guys from our week in the cabin and also my nephew Chaz's number. If your pussy can't wait for me to get back, give them a call and they'll service you."
"Thanks Mr. Taylor. I'm still going to miss your beautiful cock."
After John left for his trip, Bobbie spent most of her time the next couple of days lounging around her pool during the day and watching television at night. On the third day, she was bored, so she decided to go out for a drink. She put on a light summer dress with a thong and no bra. She had no idea why she didn't go to the neighborhood bar. Instead, she drove across town and drove past the seedy hotel where her old classmates abused her the previous week. She saw a bar on the corner and decided to stop there for a quick drink before heading home.
She entered the bar and was all the way to the bar when she realized that she was the only white person in the joint. She figured that she better not push her luck so she turned to leave and ran into Leon. "Hey baby. Miss my cock already?" He asked.
"Uh . . . Hey L-Leon. Uh . . . I uh, I uh just stopped for a quick drink before I go home."
"Let me get you a drink and then I'll keep you company." After they got their drinks, he led her to a table. "So what did you think of the other night? You've turned from a good girl into a real slut."
"I guess I have, Leon. That night was too intense for me. There were too many people. I was way out of my league."
He laughed and said, "Yeah, I suppose you were, Bobbie. Otherwise you wouldn't have let me fuck you." She nodded and he continued, "Not only did I fuck you, but I also banged your ass and then you sucked me off. You even licked my ass hole." Bobbie looked down at the table embarrassed. "And then you come here tonight like you want some more of my cock. Is that what you want, Bobbie? More of my cock?" She didn't look up from the table, but she slowly nodded her head. "Tell me what you want, bitch. Tell me ou want me to fuck you."
She slowly looked up into his eyes and pleadingly asked, "Will you please fuck me, Leon? I want your black cock in my white pussy. Please Leon."
"Well well well, how times have changed," he taunted her. "I remember the days when you wouldn't let me near you, let alone to fuck you. And now here you are, in a rundown old bar begging me to fuck you. Get up and let's go, slut."
She nodded her head and got up. Bobbie thought it would bother her to ask this creepy predator to fuck her, but she realized that it was actually easier than asking a bank teller for change for a dollar bill. He reached over and unbuttoned her dress down to her waist and spread her top open so he, and those nearby, could see her breasts. He smiled, closed her top, put his arm around her neck and slid his hand inside her top and guided her towards the door.