A quiet week

It's been pretty quiet this week. Shawn is out of town and Dave has been working late every night, so it' just me and the kids. Sometimes I think this is all I need to be happy - great kids, nice house, a little money. Okay, a lot of money. Time to make something happen.

I just texted Nate to see if anyone is out and about. Kim is coming to sit with the kids, so I'm free for the evening. I haven't been fucked in 2 days, so I'm needing a little black cock. Make that a lot of black cock. I like black cock a lot, and I like a lot of black cock.

The first time I got fucked by more than one guy was at a little cock party Shawn threw for me to meet his old friends from the 'hood. Shawn grew up poor, almost fell into gang life, but fought his way out of the streets. Three guys made it out with him, and they were the three guys who introduced me to the distinct pleasure of multiple black cocks in my tender regions. I was still getting used to fucking Shawn, big and forbidden as he was, and he up and invites his whole crew over to do me at the same time. It was fantastic.

George, Carl and Ted were the same age as Shawn, mid-forties, still in fine shape and all a girl could want, but at first I didn't want them all at once. The thought of more than one black man fucking me was not new to me, but the reality was sudden and unexpected. Shawn never warns me when he pushes me to a new level, but this was my first big push, and I was sure I could not handle it. My fear must have been obvious, because Shawn started swearing at me and grabbing my hair, pinching my nipple so hard I screamed. George started laughing.

"First gang-bang, Little Cunt? Don't worry, you are in very experienced and capable hands. Why between us, we must have fucked at least a thousand skinny little blond white bitches just like you, and you'll get used to it real quick." With that, they grabbed my arms and lifted me up, hoisted me onto the dining-room table and held me down. I had never been raped before, but the thought of being raped by four strapping black me was at once terrifying and incredibly exciting. Although I fought hard, I wanted them to fuck me. I wanted those hard black cocks in my mouth, in my ass, and most of all, in my cunt. I wanted to struggle against them, feel them overpowering me, denying my attempts to fend them off. I wanted to be helpless. I was totally, completely at their mercy.

They had their way with me, all night long.

Home again

I'm back home from Houston, just me and the kids. I don't expect to have any visitors or appointments today, so I can relax and enjoy my little ones.

I've always thought of Jake and Dana as "my kids" instead of "our kids" since Dave is not their biological father. He's involved in their lives but more as a provider and sometime caregiver than a real father. He seems to be okay with it, but I really don't care all that much. If he were to walk out on me tomorrow, I would be just fine. I've been stashing all my money away for the day I know is coming, and my business is turning into a real cash cow. So I don't need Dave, but he is convenient to have around.

I've wondered if I want Dave around for now so I don't have to think about letting anyone else into my life on a full time basis. Not that I have much of a choice in the matter. It's pretty obvious that Shawn is not interested in being with me - I see less of him now than ever. But as long as he's in my life, every other black man in town will respect his rights to me. They will fuck me, but they won't try to take me away from Shawn. He has said that he will never let me go. I'm not sure if he really means it, but he is quite adamant.

Just last year, a guy named Bill moved to town. Bill was very attractive mulatto, a little shorter than I prefer, but very well hung. Shawn had invited him to a slut-party and Bill fucked me in the living room in front of everyone. He led me upstairs and he fucked me in the ass in the master bedroom. Later that night he fucked me while I sucked another guy in the game room. There were a couple of other white girls at the party, but Bill was quite enamored with me alone. Every time I looked up, there was Bill, smiling, with his cock hard, ready to go again. He called me the next day and I met him at his new house and he fucked me in the ass again. He fucked my ass almost every day for a month. I'm not opposed to ass-fucking, but as I mentioned, he was long and thick. Then Bill said he was going to see Shawn about coming to a more permanent long-term arrangement. I don't know what was said, and Shawn didn't mention the conversation, but I never saw Bill again.

So for now, I don't see any prospects for a change in my situation. Fine by me.