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deekDEEKShooter3704Watching people is what I do. I'm a cop. She first caught my attentiona few days earlier. I was watching a pawnshop that we thought was involvedin a fencing operation. I saw her get out of a car and make her way downthe sidewalk toward me. She was young, that was obvious, but she moved asif she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. I guessedher age at maybe eighteen or nineteen, but I recognize I am the worldsworst age guesser. By the way, my name is Jimmy Deacon. Most of myfriends call me Deek. I'm single and have no intention of changing mystatus.I saw her the next day also. She got out of the same old car. Inoticed that there was a black man driving and another black man in thepassenger's seat. Not that seeing a white girl with a black man is unusualthese days of liberal enlightenment. I have a live and let live approachto things like that. Of course in my business the 'let live' part issometimes ignored by others.There was something about her that arrested my attention. I saw thatshe was cute, not exactly pretty, just cute, but her expression wasstrained. Melancholy maybe. Resigned may even be a better description. For someone so young she looked like someone who had seen too much and hadtoo much of the world's weight on her.The second time I saw her I shifted my position to watch where she wentand saw that she entered a coffee shop a block on down the street.I was off duty a couple of days and when I got back to the stake-out Isaw her for the third time. Nothing about the way she moved or looked hadchanged. She still looked cute and still concerned. On that occasion shegot out of the car and again there was two black men in the vehicle. Icouldn't see them well enough to see if they were the same two as before.The beat up old car was the same, I was sure.Shortly before noon I was relived for a lunch break and I decided to trythe coffee shop. I didn't have any trouble finding her. She movedlistlessly from table to table taking orders and delivering food. I saw,when she got to my table that the name tag she wore said 'Kate'."Hi Kate," I said. "Cheeseburger all the way with fries.""'Kay," she muttered, "What to drink?" I told her that Coke would befine. She nodded and shuffled away with my order. Since I wasn't in anyhurry to get back to the mind numbing task of sitting in a car watching apawnshop, I lingered over my lunch.Apparently that day was payday. The manager handed out pay envelopes tothe waitresses and cook. About fifteen minutes after the eagle had flown,two black men came in and took a seat at the counter. Kate went over andput her pay envelope in the outstretched hand of one of the men. Neitherof the three said a word, and the two men left.Over the next couple of days I saw Kate being delivered to her coffeeshop and each time I felt something stir in me. Pity, maybe. No youngperson should have to look so fucking sad and world-worn, but as far as Icould tell there was nothing i*****l about the situation. It was simplynone of my business, so, of course, I made it my business anyway.For the next week I ate lunch at the coffee shop everyday including mydays off. Kate didn't appear to notice me or any other patron of the shop.Some days she came with two black men and some days just one."How you doin' Kate?" I asked one day. Her eyes slowly rose from herorder pad to look at me. I noticed that one eye was a yellowish purplewhere the makeup didn't cover it. There was also a small bruise on hercheek. It was obvious that Kate had been smacked around."Fine. What'ch need?" I ordered my usual burger and fries. She broughtmy Coke without me asking, so I figured she had recognized me."I see that you aren't wearing a ring," I said when she brought my food."Care to take in a movie or something?" Kate looked startled a moment andshook her head."Can't," she muttered. "I got.someone. Come back again," she added andleft me. During that exchange I revised my appraisal of her. Probablytwenty or so. She had a nice figure under the de-feminizing waitressuniform. Her hair was untidy like she hadn't seen inside a beauty shop ina while, but she smelled clean. I made a point of looking at her arms tosee if I could see tell-tell needle tracks. I wasn't about to waste mytime on a junky. I didn't see any sign of needle tracks, but I knew thatdidn't prove anything. However her skin tome didn't indicate a heavy d**guser. Without giving it too much thought, I made Kate a project.***Because I'm single I got a lot of overtime. When over-time money ranout I got compensatory time. Comp time was the department's way ofscrewing the troops without the benefit of a kiss. It simple was thepromise of equal time off for time worked. It sounds good in the showerbut it doesn't work out that way. You never get the time off. At leastthat's how it used to be. Recent changes in the law now made the policedepartment play fair. Suddenly the department had to give the time or payovertime for the accrued hours on the books. Since there was no money inthe budget I got time off.Over the years I had accumulated over three hundred and forty two hoursof comp time. Eight and a half weeks of paid vacation to do whatever thehell I wanted to do. The chief of detectives nearly shit when he found outhow much time I had coming to me. When he hinted that I should wipe thetime off the books and just keep working, I ignored him. I knew there wasno way he'd actually insist I do it. Besides I had a project to work on.***"So, Kate," I said to her. It was my first day of vacation and thelunch crowd had left the café. "Have a seat and tell me all about Kate.""Not allowed," she answered busily wiping the table next to mine. "Besides it would take too long.""I have nothing but time," I assured her. "I'm on vacation.""Must be nice," she said carrying the dirty dishes past me. Shedisappeared into the kitchen , but soon reappeared. "Vacation from what?""I'm a cop," I told her. That was the first time she had shown anyinterest in me at all."What kind of cop?" she asked standing beside my table."The kind that protects little girls," I replied with a smile."From what?""From whatever danger they may be in.""God, I wish I could believe that," she said with a wistful look. "Beenmy experience that that don't happen often. You carry a gun?""Sure," I told her raising my shirt to show her. "Have a seat and let'schat.""About what?" she said, but pulled a chair out and sat down across fromme."Anything you want to talk about. Maybe about the two black dudes thatbring you and comes get you everyday." She looked startled."You been watching me?" She didn't seemed upset so I told her I had, butnot intentionally. "Oh," she said when I finished telling her about thestakeout. "I was hoping that." her voice faded. "Never mind." She finallysaid. "Where are you going on your vacation?""Where ever you want to go," I said. "How about Florida?""It's not very nice to tease people," she said angrily."I'm not teasing you," I said. "Look, Kate. If you want to take a tripwith me, you're welcome. If you just want to get away from.whatever, I'llhelp you do that, too. Are you involved with either of the two blackguys?""That's one way of putting it, I guess," she answered bitterly. "Youdon't want to get involved with me or my problems.""I think I'm already involved, Kate. If you want to boogie, I'm yourticket out of here. If you want me to slap the two clowns around, I'll dothat, too. Doesn't make me any difference." I could feel the intensity ofher gaze. I knew she was apprising me. Probably wondering if I was somehorny blow-hard, making deals he couldn't deliver on."You don't know a thing about me," she said in a soft, sad voice. "Maybe you wouldn't want to get involved with somebody like me.""I know all I need to know," I answered her."Where in Florida?" she asked after a few moments."It doesn't matter all that much to me," I answered. "I have an oldNavy buddy in Winter Haven. That's close to Disneyland. Key West,Daytona, Miami, you tell me.""I've always wanted to see Disneyland," she said looking off into somemiddle distance. "I've never seen the ocean, either. Hell, I've neverseen much of anything. Why?""Why what? Why I've taken an interest in you? Truthfully, I don'tknow. Does it make a difference?""No, I guess not," she answered. She glances at the clock and back ather hands that were bust twisting a napkin into shreds. "You have no ideahow much I want to run away. You couldn't know. I'm scared shitless thatMarcus will find me.""Marcus? That's one of the two black guys?" She nodded. "Look at meKate," I said. "Do I look like someone who is scared of somebody likethose two yahoos? I'm not, but if I were, I could pick up the phone andhave fifty cops here in just minutes. Marcus is a punk like I deal withevery day.""I don't know about that. They're bad news. The other one is Cisco andhe's a bad dude.""Not to me," I said with a laugh. "I eat punks like them for breakfast.Do you need to go pack? Florida calls." She looked at me, then lowered herhead. Not before I saw the tears. "I'm serious, Kate. Let's get out ofhere. Marcus and Cisco haven't been more than twenty blocks from here intheir whole life. They won't find you, I promise." When she raised herhead to look at me I saw something I hadn't seen before. Hope."I can't go pack," she said softly. "They'll be home now.""So what?" I laughed. "You think they'll give me any shit? Let's go,Kate. Adventure awaits us."***Marcus and Cisco were not happy campers that I was taking Kate away. They wanted to stop her in the worst way. They really wanted to try me andI could see it in their eyes. I wanted them to try and I guess they couldsee that in my eyes.While Kate gathered up her few belongings they stared at me with a lookthat could kill."Where you think you're going?" the one I had identified as Marcus askedKate. "You think this white boy can give you what you need? Where yougoina hide that I can't find your ass? Shit, this is my town, bitch. Ican lay my hand on you whenever I want. You know that's the truth, youwhite slut." Kate ignored him and finished putting her things in a worn outsuitcase."Him bein' a cop, don't make no difference, bitch," Marcus snarled. "Heain't got no black cock like you like. You'll be comin' back when you seehis little white dick. You'll be beggin' me and Cisco to fuck your cunt."I took a long step closer to Marcus."This would be a good time to shut your big mouth," I said to him."Man, you can't come in my place and tell me to shut up!" he said, buttook a step backward. I followed him, keeping an eye on Cisco. He was thequiet one and the more dangerous in my opinion. I made sure up front thatthey knew I was armed and it wouldn't be just a shoving match should theystart something."I'm ready," Kate said standing by the door.'Not yet," I said. "Give her the money you took from her," I toldMarcus. I'll give him credit for not pretending he didn't know what I wastalking about. He took some bills out of his pocket and threw them at her.Even before they fluttered to the floor I was telling him to pick the moneyup and hand it to her. He did so, but without much grace."I'll be seein; you cunt," Marcus said as we left the rat-holeapartment. "You'll be back when you need some big black cock in your snowwhite whore cunt."It didn't take me long to pack. I was about half way packed to leaveanyway. Kate was quiet as we left them. In fact she was quiet as we droveout of town.. I gave up on conversation long before we got out of town. It was interesting to watch her change as we traveled. The farther awayfrom Marcus and Cisco we got the more she seemed to come alive. By thetime we reached Atlanta she was taking a lot.We stopped for the night just south of Atlanta. I wasn't sure exactlyhow to handle the sleeping arrangements. I didn't want to come on toostrong but I damned sure didn't want to pay for two rooms either."So, çayyolu escort Deek," Kate said when I brought our things in from the car. "Itlooks like only one big bed. I don't have any pajamas or night gown. Ihaven't needed them lately.""Don't worry about it Kate," I said. "I can control my a****l urges. We'll sleep together, but it's up to you if we 'sleep' together or not, ifyou get my meaning." I mentioned we should find a place to eat and sheagreed but asked if she could shower first. "Why don't I just go getsomething and bring it back," I suggested. She thought that was a goodidea."Well Jimmy Deacon," she said while munching on the pizza I brought in.Pizza and cold beer is always good. "Tell me about you." I told her aboutme. I told her about growing up, enlisting in the Navy, and being a cop."Apparently no woman in your life," she said when I finished telling. "Why not?""Just never met one that I wanted to spend that much time with," Ianswered truthfully. I didn't mention that being a cop and being marriedhadn't worked out too well with most of the men I worked with. I noticedthat she had helped herself to one of my shirts while I was gone. I hadseveral so I didn't mind. In fact she looked good and I was sure that wasall she had on."Do you always find damsels in distress and help them?' she asked,handing me another beer and getting one for herself."No, actually you're my first damsel in distress," I answered. "All newterritory for me. What's your story?""I'm not sure you want to hear it and I'm not sure I want to tell it.""Fair enough," I said. "Tell me as much as you want to tell. Do youhave a last name?""My Name is Kathryn Dubois. I'm twenty and I was raised in a littletown in Virginia that you never heard of. After high school I went to asmall community college for a year and decided that I needed a larger cityto be in. I went to New York. That didn't work out too well because Inearly starved to death. I was trying to make it back home, but didn'tquiet make it back. Had to get a job to earn enough money to eat on. That's how I happened to be in your city.""Can I ask how you happened to be with Marcus and Cisco?""Just luck," she answered. I noticed she hadn't specified bad luck. She had gotten up and was putting the trash off of the bed. When she bentover I could see she didn't have anything on under my shirt. At least nopanties.Kate tells her story:Okay, Deek, you asked for it and here it is. I had enough money for abus ticket and that was all. I spent my first night in the bus stationsleeping on a bench. The next day I started looking for a job. I managedto get a job waiting on tables in a greasy spoon. It didn't pay enough topay for a place to stay, but the old bitch offered me a cot in the back. She made me pay her back nearly half what I was making. It was just beforeChristmas and cold out, so I didn't make a big deal out of it. I planed tojust be there long enough to make enough to get a bus ticket on home. Iwanted to be home by Christmas but I could see that wasn't going to happen.The ptomaine pit closed at nine every night and since I was living inthe back room it became my job to clean up. The owner's name was LolaParis. Lola didn't pay me anything extra for cleaning up either.One night a couple days before Christmas, Lola stayed and helped meclean up. I should have known something was up because the lazy bitch hadnever offered to help before. She asked a lot of questions about me. Where I was from, where I was headed, and things like that. Since I didn'thave anything to hide I told her the truth. Then she asked me if I had aboyfriend. I told her I didn't have one at the moment."How about a girlfriend?" she asked me. I thought she was joking so Ilaughed. "I'm serious," she said. "You never made it with a woman?" Itold her no, I hadn't ever done anything like that. I told her I likedboys."Boys are okay," Lola said. We were finished and my feet were tired. Iwanted her to leave so I could lay down. "But a woman can take you placesa man can't." I ignored her and hung my apron up and went to the back room.Lola followed me. "I like men, too," she said, leaning against the door."I got a thing for you, Kate," she said. "I want to eat your pussy."It wasn't the first time a woman came on to me, but it was stillunsettling because she was my boss. Normally I would tell a woman who wastrying to put the make on me to beat it, but this wasn't going to work-outthat way. I tried to be nice and tell her I wasn't interested but sheinsisted."Tell you what, Kate girl," Lola said. "You be nice to me and I'll benice to you. You do this my way and I'll let you keep your job." Can't getany plainer than that, but I told her I wasn't interested. I told her thatwomen didn't turn me on. I got on the cot and pulled the cover over mewithout undressing. I thought surely she would get the message. Loladidn't say anything for a couple of minutes."Maybe you didn't understand me, Kate," she said. "You give it up forme or you take a hike. Is that plain enough for you to understand?" Ididn't know what to do. I had saved about forty bucks and that wasn'tenough to get out of town or a place to stay. I was laying there trying tofigure out what to do when Lola jerked the cover off of me. She had mydress up, my panties down, and her face between my legs before I could doanything.She sucked and licked my pussy for about fifteen minutes all the whilefingering herself. After a while she tossed the cover back on me and left.I just lay there in a daze. I won't lie about it. I've always liked tohave my pussy eaten and she was good at it. I came a couple of times whileshe ate me.The next day she acted like nothing had happened, but she was back formore that night. This time she had me get naked while she did me. Thattime was even better than the first time because she used her fingers on mewhile she are me. I couldn't hide the fact that I liked what she did so Ididn't even try.On Christmas eve we closed up early. Lola told me I would be going homewith her for dinner and that I would be staying all night. Honestly Iwasn't too upset over the prospect. Almost anything would be animprovement over that hard cot. The offer didn't come as much of asurprise and it beat being alone on Christmas eve.What did surprise me, Lola was married. She had never mentioned ahusband before. His name was Tim and Tim was a long distance truck driverhome for the holidays. I soon found out that I was Tim's Christmas presentfrom Lola. Not that she didn't help Tim enjoy his gift.I guess you could say that Tim had a good time unwrapping his present.He must have been expecting me because he wasted no time. Lola took mycoat and Tim took my dress, nearly at the same time. I didn't have time toprotest. Even if I had wanted to."You'll love her pussy," Lola told Tim. "Tastes good and I shouldknow.""I ain't interested in eating her pussy," Tim said laughing. "I'llleave that to you. I'm goina fuck her pussy." He picked me up and took meto the bedroom. He helped me take off my bra and it wasn't hardly out ofthe way before he had a nipple in his mouth. I have real sensitive breastsand he had me wet in short order. While he sucked, licked and bit mynipples, he had a finger in my pussy."Get your clothes off, Tim," Lola told him. "I'll keep her hot foryou." Lola was naked and it was the first time I saw her that way. For anold bitch she had a pretty good figure. Her boobs sagged, but not much.Lola sucked my pussy while Tim got naked. Lola had a lot better figurethan Tim did. He had a trucker's gut. His dick wasn't very big, but itwas sure hard enough. He watched his wife eat me for a few minutes,stroking his dick while he did. After a while he pushed her out of the wayand jumped on me. Lola held my legs open while Tim fucked me. She wasstanding over me and I was looking up at her hairy snatch.I knew she was going to happen even before she lowered her old pussydown to my face. Even though I knew she was going to, I tried to twist myhead out of the way. It didn't work for very long. She just kept grindingher cunt down on me."Eat my pussy, Kate or by God, I'll smother you," she snapped. "Laystill and take it like a whore bitch you are." I finally gave up and atethe old hag. I didn't have much choice in the matter. It wasn't as bad asI thought it would be. She was clean and didn't smell bad. Just a womanlymusk odor.When Tim shot his load in me, Lola pulled me into a sixty-nine andsucked his cum out. After Lola had a couple orgasms I thought it would beover, but I was wrong. They fucked me all night and into Christmas day. Merry Christmas, Kathryn Dubois. Merry fucking Christmas.***"Did you forget to take the hanger out of your pants, Deek?" Kate saidwith a laugh and looking at my throbbing hard-on. There was no disguisingit so I didn't bother trying. "That really turned you on, didn't it? Comehere and I'll take care of it for you."Kate was laying on the bed, the shirt above her crotch. I could see herbare pussy. She unbuttoned the shirt displaying a nice set of tits. Ididn't need a second invitation I quickly dropped my pants and shorts andgot on the bed beside her. Her hand went directly to my cock."Nice," she said. "You have a nice cock, Deek. Nice and big and hard.You want me to give you some head?" I can't even imagine any man saying noto that question. I lay absolutely still as her warm mouth descended overmy throbbing cock. My cock was so hard I didn't have enough skin left toblink."You can cum in my mouth if you want to," she said lifting her head longenough to speak. "I like it when a man cums in my mouth." Her mouthcaptured my cock again and it didn't take long for me to blast a load inher hot sucking mouth.Kate didn't give my cock time to get soft. She mounted me and shovedherself down on me. She fucked me like there was no tomorrow. Even afterI came a second time she didn't stop until I begged her to.She got off of me, gave me a soft sweet kiss and got under the covers.Damn! It had been the wildest fuck session I ever had. I turned off thelights and went to sleep thinking about Kate.***My intentions were to drive on straight through to Winter Haven. Thatdidn't happen. Kate wanted to see the Swanee River and everything elsethat she saw advertised along the way. Since I wasn't in any hurry, I washappy to let her have her way. I called a halt to it after the secondalligator farm. The second one was just like the first. The guide had tobe a brother to the first one.We ended up spending the night at Sliver Springs and of course we spentthe day there also. Okay, I'll admit I enjoyed it, but nowhere as much asKate seemed to. She was like a little c***d, filled with wonder ateverything she saw."Thank you for the best day of my life," Kate said when we got to themotel room."Shit k**, you ain't seen nothin' yet," I told her. "All this is just awarm up for Disneyland.""Maybe so," she said. "But this is great. Thank you for buying me theclothes, too.""Think nothing of it," I said wiggling my eyebrows. "I'll take it outin trade.""Boy, did you make a bad deal," Kate said with a big smile, "You couldhave gotten that for free." I didn't tell Kate, but I actually enjoyed theshopping trip with her. Her enthusiasm was contagious.Visiting the attractions and on the trips Kate told me more about heradventure with Lola. I managed to get that Lola, while being referred toas 'an old bitch' probably wasn't but late thirties or maybe early forties.During the days Kate worked at the café and at night was a plaything forTim and Lola. Kate told me that Tim wasn't attractive, but was a prettygood man to have in the sack. She told me that Lola loved to suck Tim'scum out of Kate's pussy and spent a lot of time doing just that."That ol' bitch would suck on me for hours. Sometimes I had to make herstop because she would have my pussy raw. Tim would fuck my butt and Lolawould suck cebeci escort on my ass until she had all his cum out. She was one weird ol'bag. But what the hell. I had a better bed to sleep in when I got tosleep. It wasn't bad," she said with a grin. "Actually, it was fun."I had a sort of schedule when we left, but that was pretty well shot tohell. I called my old buddy several times to update our arrival in WinterHaven and finally told him we would get there sooner or later. On Sundayafternoon we made it back as far as Ocala where we spent the night.Laying in bed that night Kate told me some more about Lola.***Kate's story continues:A couple of days after the new year Tim went back on the road. Heinvited me to go along, but Lola put a stop to that plan in a hurry."Get your own damned pussy, Tim," she told him. "I'm keeping this onehere with me."I would have gone with him if he had been headed south, but he was goingback up north then west to LA or somewhere, so I didn't consider his offerseriously. He pulled out leaving me at the mercy of Lola, the cum sucker.I wondered what she was going to use for cum with Tim gone, but I didn'thave to wonder very long.The very night Tim left, Lola brought a guy home. This guy was fatterthan ol' Tim but his dick was a little bigger. I don't even remember whathis name was. He and Lola shared me a couple nights and then he was gone.Over the next month or so there was a parade of faceless men coming to herhouse to fuck me. I remember some were skinny, some were fat, and none ofthem were particularly well hung. I guess I compared every dick to my oldboyfriend, Hal. Hal had a dick that was seven inches long and thick.Hal wasn't my first, but up to that point he was the best. Hal couldfuck all night and never loose his hard. I thought every man was likethat. Boy was I wrong! Very few are even close.Of course Tim came home from time to time. One night he came home andfound Lola and me with a man. That was my first experience with more thanone man. At first they just took turns with me, but I guess one got tiredof waiting on the other. Next thing I knew I was sucking one while theother one fucked me. Ol' Lola was happy as a pig in mud. She had twice asmuch cum to eat out of me. Tim stayed around a few days and took offagain. I guess Lola liked the idea of having twice as much cum to dealwith. After that, she started bring two or sometimes three men in to fuckme. I never knew what to expect from night to night, but it was always funstuff. At least it was fun until I got knocked up.Lola was pissed that I got pregnant, but she paid for the abortion andgot me on birth control pills. I guess it's a thousand wonders that Ihadn't got knocked up long before that. I guess Lola had been pretty goodat cleaning the sperm out of me until one wiggler got past her. I waspretty sad about the baby. I still think about him some days. I have noidea what sex it was, but for some reason I always think boy.Lola gave me a couple days off to rest up from the abortion and then shestarted right back in again. I had the abortion early, but I carried thefetus long enough to start lactating. Lola loved to suck on my tits untilshe got a few dribbles of milk. Some of the guys liked it too. I kindalike it because my boobs were bigger then they had been. More sensitive,too.The thing with me and Lola was a love hate thing. I'll admit that I wasliving better than I had been and I did learn a lot from the ol' bitch. Things were better at work, too. I think the other girls knew that Lolahad a thing for me, but they kept their mouths shut. I learned to eat herol' snatch but it never was as much fun as having a big ol' dick in mypussy.For several months things just rocked along. Three weeks out of themonth I was a cum dump for a bunch of horny men and something to suck onfor Lola. Then one night she brought Marcus home with her.Marcus was the first black man to fuck me. It was the same, but a lotdifferent if you know what I mean. Marcus had a big dick and he liked touse it on white women, and there wasn't anything gentle about him. You'veheard the expression, wham, bam, thank you ma'am? Marcus was a wham, wham,wham and kept on whamming, kind of man. He was a like my old boyfriend,Hal. The only difference was, Marcus would cum, and cum a lot, but he kepton fucking. Lola really like it because she had a bunch of cum to eat. Marcus came more than any three men and he became a regular visitor toLola's house. Of course it was all right with me, because he was a greatfuck. I found out that I really liked black cock in my white pussyOne night in early spring, Marcus brought Cisco to the house. Thatchanged a lot of things. Cisco is hung like a bull. His cock, and that'swhat I was told to call it, was over nine inches long and as thick as mywrist. He couldn't last as long as Marcus, but when he was up, he wassomething else. When they both were there I knew I would be fucked for atleast two or three hours straight.Lola wouldn't let the men who came by fuck her. She would suck theirdicks and let them play with her, but she wouldn't let them fuck her. Somesort of off-the-wall loyalty to Tim, I guess. We didn't talk about it andI really didn't care. I figured it was more dick for me.One night Marcus, Cisco and another black dude they called Diamond wasthere at Lola's. They all had taken a turn with me and Lola was downbetween my legs slurping away when Diamond rammed his cock in her. Youshould have heard her squall. It took Marcus and Cisco both to hold herwhile Diamond fucked the ol' bitch. Then Cisco fucked her. I guess thingswould have been all right except Marcus decided to fuck her ass. Lola waspissed and stayed pissed for several days. That ended the black guyscoming around for a long while. We went back to old white guys.I'll admit that I missed the black guys and their big cocks. EspeciallyI missed they way they could endure. One old white guy, Al something, waspretty good at holding off, but nothing like Marcus or even Cisco.It was late in the spring when Lola got sick. I didn't know it at thetime but she had cancer. Whatever kind it was it killed her damned quick.One week she was alive and eating my pussy and the next she was gone. Imanaged to locate Tim and he made it back home the day she died. Nextthing I knew I was out of a job and a place to live.Tim let me stay on for a few days, but later he sold the café and thehouse and I was about to be on the street again. If it hadn't been forMarcus, I don't know what I would have done. He came to the house the dayit was sold and told me to pack my things and go with him.At first it was just Marcus and Cisco and occasionally Diamond. I hadall the black cock I could handle, but it wasn't long before there wereothers. It started one afternoon. Marcus and some of his friends werewatching a ball game on TV. They got into some serious betting and Marcusput me up as part of the bet. He lost and I had to go with his friend whowas a fat ugly dude. His name was Charles, and Charles had won me for therest of the weekend. Charles fucked me until he couldn't get it up and hesold my ass to his neighbor for fifty bucks. Before the weekend was overCharles made a couple hundred dollars off me.Marcus was pissed when he found out that Charles had pimped me out, butI guess that gave him an idea and he started peddling my ass. It was agood thing I didn't have a regular job at the time because I didn't havetime for it anyway. Marcus kept a steady stream of men coming to theapartment all hours of the day or night. It wasn't unusual for him to wakeme up in the middle of the night to service some guy. A few times hedidn't bother to wake me up. I'd be jarred awake by some asshole trying toshove his dick in me.Marcus wasn't mean to me, but Cisco would sometimes slap me around. Sometimes Cisco would tease me with his big black cock. He knew I reallyliked it and when I'd beg him to fuck me he'd use his big beautiful cocklike a dildo and just barely stick it in or maybe just run it up and downthe outside of my pussy. He got a kick out of watching me grovel for hiscock.Sometimes they would have a gang-bang for some of their friends. Theywere the gang and I was the bang. Marcus said it was good advertising togive away some pussy every now and then. I didn't mind the gang-bangs. Most of them were a lot of fun and I'd get off a lot. Marcus even madevideos and put them on disks. He's shown them to about everybody withinfifty miles of us. They are pretty hot, I'll admit.Cisco was one weird dude. Sometimes after my customers left Cisco wouldget pissed off for no apparent reason and either slap my tits or stick hisbig cock in my ass. It was like he was punishing me for being a whore. Heand Marcus were the only ones allowed to fuck me in the ass. Marcus wasn'tany trouble for me to take, but Cisco, being much bigger, was. Every oncein a while, when Cisco wasn't in the mood to actually fuck my ass, he'd usea big butt plug. He'd make me keep it in for hours. As bad as that was itwasn't anything compared to the tit slapping.The tit slapping always seem to make Cisco feel better, but it hurt likehell. On several occasions he slapped my tits until they were red andbruised. I had to buy a larger bra to wear when they were swollen. It'sfunny in a way, but Cisco could also be sweet and gently with me. It waslike there were two different Ciscos. Needless to say I like the kinder,gentler one best, but I never knew which Cisco would show up.How did I end up waiting tables in that coffee shop? Simple, Ciscodidn't want me to be a whore during the day, but he didn't want me doingnothing, so they made me get that job in the coffee shop. I don't know whyhe didn't want me putting out during the day. I asked him, but he neveranswered me. Mild mannered waitress by day and super whore for black cockat night.Everything was okay for a while until Marcus got jealous of Cisco. Thatwas about the first time you came into the shop. When you asked me out thefirst time, I was tempted but there was already enough trouble in my lifeat that moment. I don't know why exactly. I mean Marcus was sharing mewith Cisco and Diamond from the get-go, but something happened betweenthem. A couple of weeks before you asked me to leave with you, they gotinto a big fight. They went at it like two strange dogs for a long time.After Cisco left, Marcus told me he was selling me to Diamond to put on thestreet. I was going to be a regular street whore. For some reason thatwas different from what I had been doing. Yeah, I said it was strange, butto me there was a big difference. I didn't want to be a streetwalker.A few days ago, I overheard Diamond and Marcus talking about it. Marcuswanted to wait until Cisco was out of town to make the deal. They werediscussing me as if I were a prize cow or something, and wasn't sitting inthe next room. I was pissed and made up my mind to cut and run. Then youinvited me to take off with you and here I am.***I thought her calm assessment of her previous situation was strange, tosay the least. She didn't seemed to be the least bit ashamed of what shehad been doing. In fact she acted like she was proud that she had been ablack man's whore.I should have been disgusted, but I wasn't. Everything about her andher life excited me. There was something strangely stimulating about herand what she had done. I tried to analyze my feelings, but couldn't cometo any satisfactory conclusion. To me she was this highly sexual creaturethat I happened to find. If I had found a treasure chest I couldn't be anyhappier.We finally made it to Winter Haven. I wondered how Kate and My buddy,Lance would get along. Lance got married after we got out of the Navy, andI had never met his wife, Connie. I knew she was third or forth generationCuban.Apparently the trip and the sight-seeing had been good for Kate. Gonewas the girl who seemed demetevler escort down on life that I first saw. Hello, friendlybubbly Kate. She and Connie got along fine from the very beginning."You old dog," Lance k**ded me. "What the fuck you doin' with thatyoung fox? She'll kill your old ass.""Maybe so," I agreed, "But what a way to go, huh?"Lance and Connie both worked for the Winter Haven Police department. Lance was a detective and Connie a patrol officer. Both were able to takea few days off and we went back up to Disneyland. Connie proved to be asbig a k** as Kate, who actually was a k**. It's impossible to seeeverything at Disneyland in just a couple of days, but the girls sure triedto. Between the two women, Lance and I were worn out.On the third day, Lance got permission for me to ride along with him. Connie had rotated into her regular three days off. While Lance took me onmy busman's holiday, Connie took Kate shopping and a couple shortsight-seeing trips.It didn't come as any surprise that crime in Winter Haven was prettymuch like crime I had just left, except the insults were mostly in Spanish.There are a lot of Hispanics in Winter Haven and the surrounding area."So tell me about Kate," Lance asked me. "Is she as good a fuck as shelooks like?""Yeah, even better," I told him. "Hot to trot all the time.""I told you she'd kill your ass," lance said laughing at his worn-outquip."How do you like married life?" I asked him."It's fine," lance said. "I like the idea of steady pussy. Connie issure steady pussy. Loves to fuck. Got that hot Hispanic blood, you know.How long are you and Kate going to be able to stay?""Until you and Connie run us off, I guess. We may drive on down to KeyWest for a few days.""Don't be in any hurry," Lance said. "There's a bunch of things aroundhere to see and Kate and Connie seem to like each other. How did you meetKate?"I gave Lance a thumbnail story about how Kate and I met. He got a bigkick out of the tale."You took her away from the brothers, huh? That's funny. I've alwaysheard that once they go black they never go back. I guess you're lucky,"Lance said. "How long you think your little ol' white dick is going tosatisfy her? Feel free to let her sample my ebony rod." Did I forget tomention that Lance is black."I hear you," I said. "But what are you going to do when Connie handsyou your detached ebony rod? Not going to do you any good in your shirtpocket.""Well, there is that little knotty problem, I guess," he said laughing."I guess you are on your own. I'd like to keep my cock attached to me."At end of shift we went back to Lance's house. Connie and Kate hadprepared a cook-out for us. Thick juicy steaks and lot's of cold beer. Damned hard to beat."Deek, Kate told me about how you rescued her," Connie said after themeal. "She's one hellava gal, you know.""I do know," I assured her. "I'm a very lucky man and so is my ol'buddy Lance. You're one hellava gal yourself." The beer was flowing and sowere the words."Now ain't you the smooth talking guy," Connie said. "Thank you, Deek.Kate was telling me about Lola. That was a hot story. I'm still sweatingfrom hearing it.""Who's Lola?" Lance asked. Kate filled him in on who Lola had been. Hewas so enthralled with the story he forgot to drink his beer."Damn! That is one hot story," Lance said when she finished. "There'ssomething about two women that one hell of a turn on for me.""You never told me that," Connie said."Never came up 'til now," Lance said. "The idea of two men makes mewant to puke, but two women.""Whatever flips your switch," Connie said laughing. "For me it was Katetelling about the gang-bangs. I'd sure like to have seen that.""No problem," Kate said with a smile. "I swiped Marcus' disks when Ipacked up my things. I have them if you want to see." Connie immediatelytold her to go get the disks and meet us in the den.***"Oh my God! They have both dicks in your pussy!" Connie exclaimed. Wehad been watching Kate's gang-bang disks for about half an hour. She hadfour and we were just finishing up the first one. The picture was a littleshaky from the hand held video camera, but the lighting was good "That hadto feel wild!" Connie was sexually aroused, and so were the rest of us."Looks like you might get lucky tonight," I whispered to Lance."He gets lucky every night," Connie said. "Damn, Kate that looks sohot. I've never had two men at the same time before.""There's two men here right now," Kate said laughing. "You can have twoanytime you want.""What does it feel like?" Connie asked."Two men are always better than one,' Kate answered. "What I like abouta gang-bang is there always more men with hard cocks waiting when yourfuckers are through. Lance, why don't you and Deek fuck Connie so she'llknow the feeling?""Okay by me," Lance said. "Won't be the first time me and Deek sharedsome pussy. Right Deek?" He was right. We were stationed in Jacksonvilleand I was dating a woman who's husband was overseas. She found out that mybuddy was a black man and she wanted to try black. We fucked her togetherand separately for nearly three months until hubby came home."Seriously, you'd be all right with it?" Connie asked Lance."Hell yes," Lance said. "I learned a long time ago you can't wear thething out. Too much fuckin' ain't nowhere enough. Since Kate has someexperience at it, let's get her to fulfill another fantasy of mine.""What fantasy?" Kate asked. "Having a woman eat her pussy? Connie'sready, aren't you?""How did you guess that?" Connie asked her face turning pink."Vibes," Kate answered. "You were humming like a tuning fork from thefirst minute we met. Since you're a lot prettier than Lola, I'll be happyto lick your pussy. Not really my thing, but for a fox like you, I'll makean exception."Being Kate, she didn't waste any time. She got up from beside me andpushed me out of the way and sat back down beside Connie. Watching twowomen kiss is one of the hottest things I've ever seen. It's always aninstant turn-on for me. Lance, too, from his reaction to seeing his wifekissing Kate.It was better than any video because there wasn't one tiny bit of phonyacting. The two women were happily swapping spit and it was apparent thatthey both were loving the hell out of it."Get naked!" Lance said, his voice husky. "Do it naked, girls." Theydidn't need any more encouragement. Clothes flew in all directions andthey both were naked in seconds. In another few seconds they were on thefloor.Kate ravaged Connie. There is no other word to describe it. She wentat Connie like a woman obsessed. There wasn't an inch of Connie's bodythat Kate didn't lick, kiss, or caress. When Kate's tongue went into herpussy, Connie went crazy.The girl-girl thing may not have been Kate's thing, but damned if shecouldn't fool me. Kate ate Connie through a couple of crashing orgasms. Kate looked like she also had a climax or two. She may have been fakingit, but I don't think so."She needs some cock now," Kate announced looking up, her face wet fromtheir combined juices. "Lance, fuck her cunt and. Deek, you face fuckher."I don't know who appointed Kate, game director, but nobody complained.Our clothes quickly joined theirs. Connie screamed in passion when Lanceentered her, but I soon put a stop to the squealing with my cock. Ithought she was going to pull my dick completely off with her sucking.Kate let that action go on for a few minutes and told us to change ends.Lance and I swapped places and I rammed my cock in Connie's soaking wetpussy. It felt great but then strange pussy always does. Hell, any pussyfeels great, come to think of it.We three were content to let Kate call the shots, and when she told meto fuck Connie's ass, Connie told Lance to go get the anal lube. He wasback in a flash and I greased her asshole while she sucked Lance. Inoticed that Kate was fingering herself while Lance and I played withConnie. Kate takes her pleasure anyway she can get it.Connie's ass was tight, but I got my cock in her. After a few minutesof that, Kate directed us into a double penetration. Me in her ass andLance in her cunt. Connie became explosive and had one giant orgasm afteranother."Fill her up with cum," Kate encouraged us. Frankly there was nothingon earth that could have stopped me. Lance wasn't far behind me. Connieflopped back on the floor after we took our cocks out of her. Her legswere wide open and her asshole and pussy were gapped opened. But it wasn'tover for her. Kate leaped between her legs and buried her face in Connie'scunt. I don't know how she did it, but Kate got another crashing climaxout of the poor well fucked woman.Watching them, Lance and I both got hard pretty quick, and we took aturn with Kate. After we came in Kate, Connie, without any encouragementlicked and sucked Kate clean. For the next four hours we fucked in justabout every combination that two men and two women can get into. Connieproved herself to be an eager cunt lapper.Lance went into work early long before I even stirred. I woke up laterwith two women sucking my cock and balls. There are many worse ways towake up.For the next three nights we switched bed partners. Oh, sure we did thegroup thing, too. Connie was hot and a great fuck, but frankly she was noKate. I was happy to get Kate back in my bed., but that didn't happenuntil after we left Lance and Connie.***"Hey, you," Kate said looking down at me from only an inch away. "Imissed you." We were in a motel on Treasure Island, close to Tampa."I missed you, too," I told her truthfully. "Did you get enough blackcock?""For a while," Kate told me laughing. "Lance was a lot of fun. Did youlike fucking Connie?" I told her that Connie was a lot of fun, too.For the next two weeks we did the tourist thing in almost every Floridahot spot. We managed to work ourselves back to Daytona by the end of thesecond week."You're going to have to go back to work in a few days," Kate said. Wewere sunning by the motel's swimming pool. Kate was almost wearing a neonred string bikini."I still have a few weeks," I told her. I was sure I knew where theconversation was going and I was ready for it."You want to drop me off in Virginia, on the way north?" she asked."No.""No? Why not?""I don't think I want my wife to be that far away from me," I answeredcasually, smiling at her. She had raised up on one elbow and one titpopped out of her top. She didn't seem to notice or maybe she didn't care."Wife? You're k**ding and it's not funny, Deek.""I'm not k**ding, Kate," I told her seriously. "Why not? I love youKate, don't you love me?""Yeah, I do love you. You are the most wonderful thing that has everhappened to me, but.""But what? I know I love you. What more do you want? You know I'lltake care of you, don't you?""Look, Deek," Kate said with big tears in her eyes. "You know me. Youknow what I am. I'm a slut, honey. I'm afraid I'll fuck you up and Idon't want to do that. I love you too much for that. I like a lot of sex.More than any one man can give me. Can you live with that? Can you liveknowing that another man has hade his cock in me? That I came from hisfucking me?""Yes, I can live with that. I don't want to stifle you, Kate. I justwant to love you and take care of you. I know there will be other men andthat's okay.""Even if I get back with Marcus or Cisco or both of them? Can youhandle that? Me being a cum dump for black men?""Yes I can, but I won't stand still for you working the streets. It'stoo dangerous and I can't have my wife picked up by vice. Fucking for funonly. Can you live with that?"The next thing I knew she was on top of me, laughing and crying at thesame time.Kate and I were married in Georgia and honeymooned the rest of the wayhome.As it turned out, Marcus wasn't going to be a problem. He was foundshot to death outside his apartment. However, Cisco was glad to see Kate.Her welcome home consisted of him fucking her on my, I mean our, kitchentable while I watched. This was going to be one hell of a marriage. I canhardly wait to see what happens next. I've already put in for vacation andConnie and Lance have agreed to meet us for a island cruise. We may eventake Cisco. Connie will like his big black cock. Hot damn!The End -----------------------------------