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Samantha McLellan

Gets Back Alley

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PART 1

 

It was early in the evening on a Thursday night, I had a little left in my second bottle of wine. I sat on my front stoop gawking over the dark-skinned boys playing basketball across the street. Some were built up with so much muscle, its like they were destined to be dominant bulls. There were a couple scrawny looking ones that caught my eye too. The bulges of their big soft dicks were clearly visible seeing them run back and forth, just thinking how big they might be underneath those baggy shorts made me really want to touch myself right there in public. I tried to control my impulses but I give into my desires and slip my hand in my shorts pockets and start to rub and spread my lips apart. The pressure from my pussy collapses my fingers back together, Its unbearable not being able to fit some of these bigger black guys in my holes sometimes. I take one last big sip from the bottle and get up to find that I had soaked the concrete beneath me with my juices. Its been two whole days since I was fucked by some dark meat stud and I was starting to go feral. I felt so empty without letting a thug cream inside of my womb. Truthfully I've always wanted to settle down with some monstrously sized bull who wants nothing more than to breed me endlessly, I would make it my life purpose as his white slave wife to keep him milked for every last drop of cum he could brew in his balls. That life would bring me pure bliss but with the recent news my doctor gave me telling me I was infertile, my dreams of tainting my pure white bloodline with a savage bull seemed hopeless. No real black king wants a white girl who cant push out a dozen mixed babies for them. 

 

Later that night I was counting my weekly earnings from my job as a stripper when I had I heard some commotion coming from behind my apartment. Looking out my back kitchen window into the poorly lit alleyway I lay my eyes on one of the big studs from earlier that was playing basketball. He was acting furious on his phone yelling at someone about something but I couldn't quite make out what he was saying.  I've always had a difficult time trying to make sense of what these thugs were saying to me when being catcalled or flirted with. All of their slang, slurs and whatever else they come up with makes no sense to me. Regardless of understanding them or not I usually just flash my tits at them and one or two, usually a whole crew will keep me company for the whole night. Maybe this stud needs some of his frustrations released and then he'll calm down and make some sense finally. Opening up my back kitchen door i slowly approached him at the dumpster he was kicking and screaming at. Still on the phone it sounded like it might be his wife or girlfriend. The stud finally turns and notices me standing there waiting to talk to him. First confused but then gazing at my body up and down his angry scowl turns into a slight grin.

 

"Look I'll catcha right quick. Some nigga staring at me mad as hell at me for some. Gon' wait at bus stop. I'll meet ya there in a bit fo sho." The voice responds and he nods in response "Yuh, ok." He hangs up and goes back to giving me that slight grin. A gold plated top row of teeth just barely shines under the dim streetlight. He approaches me, revealing himself in the light. His dark black skin shines and shows himself covered in tattoos. Some on his face but the mostly on his arms, hands, and neck from what I can see.

 

"Sorry for all the commotion miss, I jus' be havin' some family troubles, dint' mean to disturb ya." He takes another good look at my breasts. I was wearing a micro crop top and my favorite booty shorts revealing the thong string riding up my ass. He knows what I'm here for. He licks his lips and rubs his hands together as he slides to my side and puts a heavy muscular arm around my shoulders tucking me to his side.

 

"You min' if you can help a brotha out? Shi i've been looking for Chester Street in this hood fo' a few hours now walkin' up and down these blocks. My feet are dyin', and I'm sweatin like a muh fucka in this heat. You got somewhere I can sit and take a load off for a sec?" He rubs my shoulder and smiles. His body odor is pungent and reeks of must and weed smoke.

 

"Yea there might be a chair right around here somewhere, let me look for it." His smile fades a little. I know he wants to come inside and fuck my brains out but I'm not sure If I can trust him just yet. I start to look around the back alley clutter for something to sit on and find a ripped foldable chair from the trash of one of the other neighbors.

 

I wave him over to me, "Would this do alright?" He nods replying "Oooh thank you kindly. You are my guardian angel baby girl." He sits down kicking his feet up on a crate. "You care to join me?" 

 

"Yea I can sit for a bit." the tear in the foldable couch chair is under the right seat so I sit down slightly scooted over towards the man with his propped up legs. My hand purposely slips on his upper thigh when sitting down next to him and I feel only his cock shaft. I could tell he was extended a bit but he was definitely still soft. I caress my hands across his pants and lift away. "Woops, sorry about that." My cheeks feel flush and I smile getting this slight dizziness in my head.

 

The Stud smiles too and then quickly turns his face serious. "Take ih' out girl, I know you want this whole thang foe yaself." I blush even brighter now and bite my lips with curiosity and excitement. I look him in the eyes and back down at what is now a serious hard-on, with the his head pitching up his sagged jeans at what looks like almost at his knee. I grab his tip and force it down to try to pull off his jeans as he sits there without giving any assistance. After nervously fuddling with his pants zipper he stands up and does it himself whipping out a dark cock of what had to be the size of my forearm. The musk of it smelled like old cheese that sat out for days in the sun. It was clearly a repulsive smell but it made me want it so much more. I think I just fell in love with this man.

 

 

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We both move into each other and start to make out. His tongue was fat and aggressive with how he put it in my mouth. He tasted of beer and weed smoke. His grill was a little rough to the touch of the tongue. He guides my hand to his cock and I caress the shaft ever so gently. Going back in for another kiss I begin to jerk the top half of his shaft. I can tell he likes my delicate hands because of the way his cock pulses when I grip down tighter. Kissing him all the way down to his neck as I slowly start jerking faster and faster. His moans of pleasure are giving me plenty of confidence to stroke him harder. I then get down on my knees like the dirty slut I am, spitting on my hands for lube, applying it well but I quickly run dry. I try to collect as much spit from my mouth as i can and drop it on his tip.

 

 

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My hands glide easier as I apply the rest of my spit along his shaft. I up the pace of my strokes now that his whole dick is lubed and slippery, but I don't want to go too fast and have him cum right away. I'm not letting his nut go to waste. I want it, no, I need to feel it drip out of my pussy. The tattoos on his stomach draw my eyes away for a brief moment. Skulls, guns, and tributes to whatever gang he must be affiliated with. This is who I want to breed me tonight in this alley. Stroking the whole dick was honestly quite the workout and I started to grow weak in my right arm. At this point I'm burning with anticipation to see if I can fit his whole rod down my throat.

 

 

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Opening wide, I start licking from the balls and work all up his stick. As I taste it my tongue stings from the salty sweat and dead skin crusted onto his the top layer of his cock. While I'm working his tip my tongue starts to catch little clumps of smegma built up in his foreskin. This isn't just from today he clearly doesn't bathe enough, not that I'm complaining since I always get a lot of fun from cleaning off black guy's nasty dicks. He's such a dirty thug, I love it.

 

"Ya tongue gettin' me there hoe buh ya gotta do betta then that to get thi nut."

 

Eager to pleasure, I straighten out his cock and start sucking away viciously. One hand stroking his lower shaft and the other caressing his balls. They were heavy and hairy and smelled worse than his dick. My hands had an easier time stroking them since they were so sweaty.

 

"Sug tha shi nice n slow bitch. I wanna feel all ya throat."

 

I pull his cock out and reply "Yes Boss."

 

"I prolly should pimp yo hoe ass out. I been hearing stories of this fine slut who fuck any nigga she can around the hood. Din know Id bump inta ya tonight tho. I wanna feel if tha pussy grip you got really a thing too. Couple niggas said they couldnt even fit in that ass. Hoe if that true you gonna make me hella bread."

 

Thinking about it, I have been fucking these black guys for free all this time. Why not get paid to do what I love as well? He's tall and really strong so I'll probably be safe with him. 

 

"Yes Boss, use me for anything. I'll be your best slut."

 

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Every time I attempt to go deeper on his dick he just keeps getting stuck at the back of my mouth. He might be too big to take the whole way. Pausing for a second I try to relax my throat and push my mouth harder onto his meat. Bending it back before it finally slides all the way to my what feels like my collar bone. I cant breathe at all but it feels so good to swallow it whole. I don't care about losing oxygen and passing out in the process, right now my job is to pleasure this tired negro until he's done with me. Hopefully that wont be for a while from now. I just hope my new pimp is impressed with me.

 

After what seemed like hours and a few blackouts later my jaw was starting to ache so I give one last push down my throat but this time I try to fit his balls in my mouth too. I retract just when I was getting my tongue around them because I was close to passing out again. Pulling out his now spotless cock from my mouth I gasp for air but all I do is cough instead. My throat was painfully sore from getting abused but I could also feel all the dirt his dick left behind in my esophagus. I try to let out some words of praise about his incredible cock but I just keep coughing away.

 

 

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"Shiii you almost got me to bust there fo a minute hoe. Ya throat game good but not good enough. Get yo fine ahh on this nigga dih and ride it fo me."

 

"Yes Boss. I really hope I can fit it in my tight ass" I pant and try to catch my breath before standing up. As I do I quickly get light headed and dizzy. Giving it my all for so long was tiring but I still was determined for him to cum inside me. I mount him on the ripped foldable chair and eventually get a steady seat. His rock hard cock now throbbing on my pussy lips. It felt even bigger up against my thighs than it did in my mouth. I'm really hoping he can break past my tight grip. I've never been able to fit someone his size in me before. Guiding his dick to my pussy it suddenly slips from my hand and pokes into my asshole instead. My body gets hot and I feel as if i came from the pressure on my ass hole. I let out a howling moan so loud all the neighborhood dogs bark in response. As much as it would make me feel good putting it in my ass I need him to breed me. Lifting up and guiding it back I rest on his tip, but it bends under the pressure. I try a few more times with no success, now bouncing and throwing my ass back hard. My lips eventually gave way and I had his tip inside of me for a second but it was quickly pushed back out.

 

"Ugh, Hold it up for me boss. I can make this work." Standing up on the chair I aim my legs and drop my entire body onto his stiff cock. With all my weight I land and it penetrates all the way in and punches my cervix, knocking the wind out of me. My whole body goes numb and Everything fades to black. I wake up to him slapping my face and shaking me.

 

"You good? Fuh bih you crazy as hell. One stroke n you started squirtin' all over me. Ya eyes rolled back in ya head and shi. You were out fo a good half a minute."

 

He's still inside me. My legs are shaking the whole chair. Nothing has ever filled my pussy like this before. I was definitely stretched out from him. I'll probably never be as tight again but I don't care. That felt amazing, like I was taking ecstasy for the first time but im dead sober. This dick is my drug of choice now. Nothing has ever compared to fucking this random thug who's name I don't even know. Moving my hips around his meat is really making me dizzy. I think I might pass out again.

 

"C'mon bitch shake that ass a lil fo me."

 

"Yes boss. I'll do anything for you." Slowly lifting up his shaft and bouncing back down just for a few seconds is almost enough to bring me back to climaxing. Slowly bouncing faster and faster on his cock I get a steady motion going. I feel so complete when he's inside me. God this is heaven right here, In a back alley with some low life who reeks and doesn't care about me for anything other than my holes. Being a BBC whore really is the best thing I can do with my life.

 

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I ride him and his horse cock for a while and begin to wonder how his tip would feel the other way around in my pussy. "I'm gonna hope off for a second. I wanna see how it feels twerking on it."

 

"Fuh lets see ya put it to work then girl." 

 

As I begin to stand up my pussy pushes the rest of him out my body. I'm shaped up for his size now so hopefully no more issues sticking it back in. As I turn around he gives my ass a hard smack. The sound of the clap carries down the alleyway.

 

"You got a fat ahh on ya girl. You gotta be mixed right? Thats why ya love black dick so much cause ya momma did too ain't it?

 

"No I'm just Irish and French."

 

"Fuh I ain't never see no white girl with a bbl like that befoe." He says as I bend over and guide him back in me. This time with a lot less force. I look back at him and wink

 

"Its all natural boss, just for you." Dropping my ass all the way down on his dick I grind my hips together and lift back up. When his dick twitches inside of me it throws me off balance like its a whole arm guiding me as a puppet. I get a motion going that feels nice and bounce on it for a while.

 

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Putting his hands on my hips he moves me aside and stands up. Stretching his arms out and adjusting his neck. He was probably in that chair for a few hours now. I'm surprised he's stayed for so long since I haven't made him cum yet. As I was thinking this to myself he pulls my hips to his waist and sticks it back inside. This time his muscles are doing the work, fucking to him is so casual but to me every time he pounds my pussy it feels like I'm in a car crash going 80 mph. He really has broken me in well with the little time I've known him. Hopefully this one sticks around in my life for a bit. I could get used to being his little toy.

 

 

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"Fuck Boss, Your cock is amazing. Use me up, even If I can't make you cum I'll do anything you ask. Anything I swear, just keep digging me ouuuu- gahhh-." I can tell he likes it when I praise him because he gets more aggressive and confident with his strokes.

 

"Let's see those tits hoe." He grabs the back of my crop top and tries to tear it off but not without suffocating my chest and probably bruising a rib or two. Feeling up my nipples he notice the barbells

 

"Yea you hella freaky girl. I bet youd like it If I beat yo ass everyday and make you a single mother. Don't you hoe?"

 

After hearing his words I moan out "Yesss boss, I want that so much. I wanna be a single mother to your babies. Pump your black seed in me, breed me in this slum hole"

 

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A few more hours later...

 

 

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"C'mon boss I just want you to cum inside. I know your balls must be swollen and blue by now. Shoot it when you're as deep as possible. I'll have your babies. I'm ready to be a single mother!"

 

He chuckles and pulls both my arms back behind me and starts thrusting harder than ever. I start squirting from the strength of his thrusts. He really wasn't even trying before. Several minutes go by and he still hasn't lost his pace. I've never meet a black guy with so much energy. They're usually just lazy and want me to do all the work but this is a real bull. This is a real man.

 

"Fuhh- you're an animal boss. Keep fucking the shit out of me. Keep making me cum on your thick black cock."

 

If he keeps this up I might get whiplash from my head snapping back and forth. As my head keeps whipping up I can see it starting to get brighter out. Have we been at it all night? It hasn't seemed long at all. Now that I'm listening I can hear the birds chirping between the wet plaps of his cock pounding my ass. I guess we have been at it for a while. Time moves so fast when you're getting your brains fucked out by some stud bull.

 

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"Oh fuh imma buss hoe." The boss starts shaking violently pulling me back deep on his cock. With both of us letting out load moans enough to wake up the whole block. He pulls on me so hard I think his tip nearly breaks into my cervix and then I feel it. A warm rush of cum floods my womb and fills every inch of my pussy. I did it, I finally conquered this smelly thug. He caresses my body with his rough hands while his dick pulses inside and empties whatever cum was left in his balls. I want to give it another go but I can hear people starting their cars for work. He lets go of me and I collapse to the floor. My muscles so weak I can barely move an inch.

 

"Aight hoe, good work. You mind If I shower in yo crib real quick? Can't be smelling like a white bitch pussy around mah baby momma now. I gotta figure out sum to tell her why I was gone all night." I try to pick myself back up but collapse weightless on the floor.

 

"Door is open, can you hel-" before I finish he bolts into my apartment slamming the door behind him. I can't let my neighbors see me like this, but it wouldn't be the first time its happened. Completely exhausted I just lye alone next to a dumpster in my own sweat, juices and load of cum slowly dripping out of my abused pussy. That was it, that was the best fuck of my life. I should've asked for his number, or better yet his name. I really am a worthless BBC slut. Being used like a toy and thrown aside when every black guy gets what they want out of my holes makes me feel something that nothing else can do for me. I stop drifting off in thought and realize I was counting all my stripping tips on my bed before I left. I hope he doesn't notice all that cash laying out. Damn it, I left the door wide open for him to see too. Fuck it he can take it all. That night was so worth it.

 

 

 

To be continued...?