This is just a little ancient history that I felt I had to share. I hope someone get hot reading it.

How I came to be 3,000 miles from “home” and using certain drugs at the tender age of 19 is a story for another time. But that is where my tale begins. I met James though a mutual friend. He was black and a lot older than the crowd I usually ran with. But “partying” will bring all sorts of people together. It happened that after a few months James asked if I’d like to “sell” party favors for him. It seemed like an easy way to get for free what I was already paying for. What I was soon to find out was that temptation leads to “coming up short’ on a weekly basis. At first I was able to make up the difference with my paycheck. But one weekend I wasn’t able too and I came clean with James.

    Now I had heard rumors that James was bisexual and that he would sometimes “work out” someone’s debt in interesting ways. What I didn’t expect was that he would come right out and tell me how I was going to work off the $350 I owed him. This was in the early 80’s. I was a minimum wage kid and I was stuck.

     James asked if I had ever had sex with a man. I said no and he smiled really wide. “Well that is going to change pretty fucking quick.” Like I said James was this big, scary, older black guy and I was just some dumb kid.

     He “punked” me instantly.

    “Tonight we are going to hang out and party some, just me and you.” James leered at me and looked down into my eyes. He stood directly in front of me and invaded my personal space. I cringed backwards.  His hand grabbed my ass cheek as he pinned me against the wall. He squeezed my tight firm butt cheek. I was scared to death. “Yeah you might even like it if you let yourself.”

     I was told to go home and shave my body. This took most of the afternoon. My phone rang and it was James. “Get your ass together and come on out. I’m right down the street from you.” I grabbed my jacket and stepped out. James drove to a motel in the seedy part of town and pulled around back. My heart was racing. I had never even seen another guy’s dick any where but the H.S. locker room. I now I was about to walk into some motel room and have sex with an older black guy. We entered and someone sat on the bed. I nearly ran. It turned out the “girl” on the bed was someone I had an acquaintance with. Her name was Sherry and “she” was a part-time transvestite prostitute. I was quickly made aware that she was there simply to “make me up” and that when James got back from running an errand I was going to be dressed and ready to “party”.

     Sherry did my face very quickly yet like an expert. She even put false eye lashes on me. She tucked on the wig and got me into a lacey blue teddy with garters and stockings.  My skinny sissy dick was a throbbing uncut 7”. The final touches were black patent leather high heels and silky blue panties. I should in front of the mirror and was amazed at how kinky yet pretty I looked. James had left us with some party favors and once Sherry had me all dolled up we shared what he left. I lit a cigarette and Sherry left me there to go out on a date. I hadn’t even finished my smoke when James let himself into the room. I jumped so high when that door opened I nearly hit the ceiling.

      “Well DAMN if you don’t make a sexy little bitch.” James whistled. “Turn around for me baby; let me see that nice tight white ass. Oh yeah this is going to be fun. You are going to get to find out what a woman feels like when a man fucks her.  I can tell by your panties you like how you look.” My cock was tenting the sheer blue panties. James took my hand and rubbed it over his crotch. I felt that big black cock growing in his pants. Before I knew it I was reaching in there and pulling it out. He sat on the edge of the bed and I tasted that beautiful fat black cock for the first time. The smell alone made my head spin and my “clitty” ache. As I knelt there he instructed me on how he wanted that big black cock licked, sucked, stroked, kissed and swallowed. I drooled all over it. It choked me. I felt that swollen mushroom head at the back of my throat. He was standing and I knelt there. He began holding my head in place as I got teary eyed and tried to breathe through my nose. Those black balls rested on my chin. I choked on 10” for black dong. I tried my best to control my gagging. And he was an expert knowing just when to pull back. He pulled it out; I caught my breathe; I opened my mouth again and he fucked my throat all over again. I never imagined I would love working for James this much.

     He rubbed and slapped my face with that black hose. I was now jerking and tugging on my sissy clit. James was experienced in “breaking in bitches”, he would stop before either of us came and we would party some. Then back to work I’d go. After like 2 hours my jaw was sore and the front of my panties were covered in precum.  I was about to be fucked raw and deep by a mature, nasty, black man.

     I never thought that anything could hurt so bad and feel so good at the same time. When that pressure throbbed deep inside me I was pinned face down on the bed. I bit the pillow and I was told to relax. That if I relaxed it would start to feel good. I tried my best. I cried as that thick black snake pushed up into my belly. James had me pinned. He pressed down on my shoulders and even if I tried I would never be able to get him off of me. Slowly he began pumping into my ass. He began to hit a certain spot deep within me and my whimpers turned to moans. I could feel his hanging black balls on mine. I begged him to stop. I pleaded. I cried actual tears and my makeup ran down my face. He pushed up into me with such force I cried out like a woman being raped.  My skinny sissy dick was pressed between the bed and my belly. I came in the longest wettest nut of my life.

     James could tell I was cumming and he pushed up in my belly so hard I thought he broke my hip. He jumped off. I was spun around and on my back. He pulled the condom off his swollen black cock. He forced it down my throat. I gagged and choked as that black meat throbbed in the back of my mouth. He held my head roughly and pumped salty sticky wads of man gravy down my throat 

     We spent the night there in that room. He drank beers and used me. I swallowed another thick nut of his and he even came in my “pussy” before we left in the morning. For the next year and a half I “worked” for James. Eventually I ended up “coming up short” on purpose nearly every week. I was actually pretty and thin back then. I came to love dressing up for my man. I loved being his dirty little coke whore that he fucked and used for his nasty pleasures. James did eventually “turn me out” one weekend and during that weekend when I was turning tricks, sucking some stranger’s dick in some seedy motel room it was James’ fat black cock and sticky cum I was dreaming of.