Jerome continued to come over whenever he wanted, after I told him I was knocked up. Whenever he came over it was the same intense fucking, I enjoyed so much.
Jerome taught me how to give head, after awhile I was able to deepthroat all twelve inches. I enjoyed it when he came in my mouth, running that salty semen all over my tounge before swollowing.
After giving birth to Jerome's daughter, Jacquilin, Jerome again disappeared. for the next two mothes with three kids running around, my body became taut again.
I was sitting at the table taking a break after puttinng the kids down for their nap. There was a knock on my door, stunned I got up and answered the door, it was Jerome.
"What do you want? Bastard!"
"We need to talk, Ho!" I could not believe it, at that very moment my pussy got all wet.
"About what?"
"You, Whore!"
"What about me?" He pushed his way in.
"You need extra cash with Three kids."
"You offering?"
"Offering what?"
"To pay for your kids."
"No proof of that," denying they were his.
"We both know their yours."
"I'm not so sure."
"I know and thats all that matters, get to the point, or just go away."
"You need work and the boys want to get to know you," he snickered. "If you know what I mean?"
"What are you talking about?"
"We both know you're a black cock slut."
"Yes, You made me realize that there was no better fucking then the confidence of a black man, So what about it?"
"It's time to turn you out, you make money and get all the black cock you want."
"Will you still fuck me?"
"No!"
"Why not?"
"To many diseases out there to put my cock in a whore," Jerome was confidant and arrogant, I thought about it. My pussy just got wetter remembering how he came with such force, dousing my womb.
"O'kay, the extra cash would be good," Jerome left.
Over the next month Jerome bought me some slutty clothes to wear. I had my nipples pierced, with little bar bells. I got a tribal weave tattoo put right above my pussy. Jerome bought me a gold ankle chain, which he placed on my right ankle.
During the time the tattoo was healing, when the scarring was disappearing, I noticed deep in the weave of the tattoo three initials BCS. I laughed thinking, so right.
Jerome came over to check the healing process. He had made up my client list and was ready to put me to work.
"Nice initials," I pointed to the tattoo
"Truth hurt?"
"No, you were right, I was born to fuck black men."
"Glad you came to your senses," looking down at my ankles. "Why is the bracelet on your left ankle?"
"I did not like it on the other one, Why?"
"Right ankle signals the boys that your into black cock," he told me.
He reached down and put the chain on my right ankle, right where it belongs I thought. I was disappointed that Jerome did not want to fuck me anymore, after all I did give him Three beautiful children. Just thinking about what I had gotten into got me excited. The oppertunity to fuck as many black cocks that I could, I forgot to get a script for birth control.
After I gave birth to Jacquilin I started tracking my fertile time again, Just in case.
Jerome set me up with my first client a week after the meeting. Jerome would not tell me their names, I never did ask, it was not my place.
When Jerome called, to tell me about my first client, My pussy got wet right away. "Hello," I answered.
"Tonight, Biltmore, Nine," he said.
"What about my kids?"
"Sister will be there Eight thirty," Jerome hung up.
I got to the Biltmore and knocked on the door, at Nine. A well dressed black man opened the door, he escorted me in. He offered me a drink, which I accepted.
It was not long before we got down to business, I was again on my back naked with a black man's cock pointing at my pussy. I came, just grabbing it and pulling it toward my pussy. Oh my god! I thought are all blacks so well endowed.
He started to push into my pussy, I came. I thought, Oh yes! this is what I was meant for. and soon his balls were slapping my ass, "That's it baby fuck me, This is what I was born for"
"You were born for what babe?"
"Born to be fucked by black cock, OHHHHHH! I was born for this," He laughed.
I started to really respond and started pumping my hips to meet his thrusts, "OHHHHHHHHH! that's it just like that, FUCK ME!"
"You like the big black cock don't you."
"Love it, AHHHHHHH! addicted, OHHHHHHHH!"
He started to really fuck me then. His cock was hitting my cervix the whole time, I went into a continuous climax.
The feeling of his cock expanding in my pussy was amazing, it was just incredible. When he exploded in my pussy, it was the same feeling I had when Jerome did it, powerful, intense.
While he was injecting his seed into my pussy, I thought, HOLY SHIT! I hope all my clients cum like this. Just then, SHIT! I'm not on birth control. That thought quickly disappeared, I had the taboo thought of getting knocked up by a black stranger.
My first night as a whore was amazing, my clients orgasms were just so powerful. I got home and took a shower and climbed into bed, his semen leaking down my thighs.
I checked my temperture the next morning and it was normal. Thank god, I thought, not fertile. What would Jerome think? If I got knocked up on my first night as his whore.
The taboo thought of getting knocked up by a black stranger made being a whore all that more exciting, I decided not to go on birth control.
Jerome came over at Four that afternoon.
"Hello," I said, when I opened the door.
"How was tour first trick?" He was carrying a binder.
"Jerome, He fucks and cums with the intensity that you do."
"Good! I knew you would enjoy it."
"Jerome, the first time he came in me, I realized that I never went back on birth control."
"What? So you want to stop?"
"NO!, that's not what I'm saying after I remembered that, I had a taboo thought, I really got excited."
"What was it?"
"Getting knocked up by a black stranger."
"I can work with that," he said "Do you still have your wedding ring?"
"Yes! my ex let me keep it."
"Go get it," I went to the bedroom to find the ring, I brought it to Jerome.
Jerome was making notations in the binder, when I got back, "Here it is," I handed it to him.
"Here, read this," underneath a picture of me, from the warehouse, Jerome wrote: Married white ho wants BBC, no birth control.
I smiled, He tossed an envelope to me $1200.00, "What's this?"
"Earnings plus tip," he said. "Your John was impressed."
"I was born to fuck black men."
"Where are the kids?"