Vanessa Chen stood on the side of the road in a city in Taiwan in the early morning hours waiting for her taxi, wallowing in shame and disgust. A miasma of cum and black male musk engulfed her, and she could feel semen leaking from both her pussy and anus. How many cocks had been inside of her tonight? Her hand went to her face to brush away her hair and came away sticky with lingering cum.
Exhausted and already feeling a hangover coming on, she tried to piece together the night, to consider the decision making process that had led her to go home not with one, not with two, but with three young black men that she had met at the nightclub in downtown. Sure, they had all been tall, handsome young men... sure they had all had monsters in their jeans... but still, three? And then, later, after she was already getting so much cock in all of her holes, how many more men had joined in?
And, just as bad, who had seen her in the club making such a spectacle of herself, dirty dancing with the whole group of these men, allowing them to feel her up right on the dance floor? She shivered just thinking of how they had passed her around the dance floor, each one dancing with their crotch in her ass, rubbing their long thick cocks deep between her lovely cheeks right against her wet pussy and anus. She had even gone into the toilet to take off her panties! Their hands had been under her skirt right there on the dance floor... Oh god! And she had left the club hand in hand with them, being led out like a lamb to slaughter... She could never return to that club again, she thought, the shame of her sluttiness overwhelming her.
And she had promised herself that she would be good!
She had arrived at the club the night before later than expected, delayed by a tardy babysitter and a long overseas chat with her husband, a white American who was working in China and only returned to Taiwan every couple of months -- a situation that though temporary was nevertheless painful for both of them. She confessed to him that she was going to a nightclub that night -- a girls' night out.
"It's been so long since I've been out with them and they are all complaining that they miss me," she had explained.
He replied, "Go, have fun, I trust you."
As she exited the taxi in front of the nightclub into the sweltering Taiwan heat and spied the crowds of young partygoers -- young male partygoers... young black male partygoers... who turned to check her out both surreptitiously and openly, she hoped she would live up to his trust.
She crossed the sidewalk both nervous and exalted by the attention and stepped up the stairs, glancing at her reflection in the huge mirrors that lined the broad staircase. she couldn't help noticing how sexy her alabaster legs looked in that short miniskirt and fuck-me stiletto heels, or how lustrous her mane of long glossy black hair looked draped over her naked shoulders, her tiny top tight around her small but cute bust. She smiled at herself, her smile her second most compelling feature, admiring the dangly sparkly earrings that highlighted her pretty face and glowing mischievous eyes, knowing that she was going to get lots of looks tonight -- and probably a few drinks. Not bad for a 45 year old schoolteacher and mom, she had to admit as she climbed the stairs, chancing a look at the fine chain she wore wrapped around her right ankle with a pendant shaped like the spade on a deck of cards. She felt naughty just looking at it but hoped that no one would notice it, or if they did, wouldn't figure out what it meant...
She waited in line with the young revelers, the club popular with international students from around the world studying in Taiwan, particularly those from Latin America, the Middle East, and Africa. She checked her phone as she waited and tried not to look directly at any of the young men that were eyeing her, text messages from her friends already inside distracting her as she tried to calm her breathing. She was so excited though!
Finally she paid her way in, got her drink tickets and was in the door, into the crowd thick with young bodies, smoke glowing in the neon lights, the din of lubricated shouted conversations over the heavy beat of the blaring hip hop. Through the purple and pink lights and dark shadows she spied her friends near the bar and squeezed through the crowd to reach them.
Like her, her friends were all middle aged Taiwanese ladies dressed like sluts looking for a fun girls' night out and she could tell by their enthusiasm and glowing faces that they had all had a few drinks. She hurried to the bar to get a whisky coke to catch up.
Sipping on her drink she spied a group of several young black men across the club, all tall and broad shouldered, with fine chiseled features. She swallowed nervously before turning away but not before they noticed her glance and stared back. She looked away and tried not to think of the last young African she had had, a 25 year old Nigerian student who she met at his place, who owned her with from the moment he told her to come and sit beside him on the sofa and turned her into a black cock whore. This young man had first licked her pussy and anus so well that she had already cummed multiple times before she took his ten inch cock in her mouth and obeyed his every command her gave her. And when he penetrated her ass, she was lifted to new heights of pleasure and pain and squirted all over him.
The memory caused her to start breathing heavily and her pussy to moisten, and she couldn't help glancing back at the group of young men -- they were still staring!
How could they know she was a black cock whore? She didn't like being so obvious and was determined to be a good girl tonight...
Her friends didn't seem to notice the looks she was getting, or if they did, they didn't let on. After a few minutes of chit chat, they all decided to hit the dance floor. The music was great -- light hip hop, easy to dance to, the crowd young and happy and though the dance floor was crowded everyone wore big drunken smiles. Of course as they were all attractive, her little group of girls caught the attention of the young men, who danced nearby them, pretending as if they just happened to be there. Some of the bolder ones even cut in to dance with one of the girls or another. But she kept noticing the same trio of black men dancing near her, circling. She was getting breathless and her pussy wetter but she was determined to ignore them. They were so cocksure she found it disturbing and obnoxious -- as if they knew she wanted to suck their cocks!
The tension finally getting to her, she declared to her group, "Let's get some shots!"
Her group followed her off the dance floor to the crowded bar, where they gained the attention of the young Irish bartender who had a crush on her friend and spied her through the throng waiting to be served.
Tequila! Five shots came over the bar and the girls giggled and cheered as they toasted the drinks with loud exhortations of "Ganbei!," Chinese for Cheers!
She gathered the shot glasses from her friends and passed them back to the bartender when she turned around and there, right beside her, was the trio of black males she had spied earlier.
"Oh!" she blurted out, shocked by their sudden appearance, her pussy instantly wet.
The one closest to her gave her a knowing grin. "Hey miss, what's your name?"
He was probably in his early thirties, maybe around 5'10", dark skinned, full lipped, with piercing but friendly eyes.
She caught her breath. "I'm Vanessa," she said, taking his outstretched hand in a light handshake, her knees going weak at his touch on her hand.
"Hi Vanessa, what a pretty name. My name is JD," said the man, "And these are my buddies DeShawn," he indicated the shorter one with the quills in his hair and the mischievous smile, "and this is Tyrone," gesturing to the taller, heavily built, dark skinned friend with the goatee, chiseled features and kind eyes.
She smiled and shook each of their hands, and then tried to include her friends in the introduction, but they had backed off warily, suspicious of the black skinned strangers.
"Hey, we just flew in a couple of days ago and are looking to meet some nice people," said JD, his hand lightly touching her shoulder, staring deeply into her eyes.
She swallowed nervously. "Where are you coming from?"
"LA," he replied.
