Unplanned Introduction To Black Power -

Let me tell you about T (can't use his reel name). He's cold : one ruthless badass if you cross him. In the club most every night. I got a pass from him through the DJ, so I was cool. T HATES whitebois. Not just a little, I mean he likes to hurt & humiliate them. And it's wierd because most all the street dealers he uses are white. They r the ones who bring him the white gurls - first to party with & then to sell. Some guys know it, some don't, some are wannabe's but it doesn't matter.  And pimping the white bitche$ bring$ in the most flow. So ...

T was smoking weed in the VIP room with a 20 yo blonde in shiny satin tights on his lap. He told me that the 'best high' was offing a cracker as he cums. What do you say to that except "yeah man, you da bomb". He half grinned & toked like it was no big thing. She giggled. Ten minutes later the back door flies open & 3 bros push in a bloody beat up white dude. One eye is swollen shut, his front teeth are broken & he's shaking badly. It's like a movie. T walks up to him grabs his hair & says "time's up muthafucka, where my money at" ? The whiteboi is trying to plead with him but we all know his fate was sealed. T let go, half turned & spun a closed backhand fist to the side of his head. Whiteboi was out. The blonde's lips parted slowly with a sensual aroused look I don't have the words to describe. This is happening 10 feet away from me. T yelled, "this punkass ain't never comin' back" & they dragged his limp body back through the entrance. I'm stunned, stoned, & playing cool.

T looks over at this gorgeous young thing & says "get on it baby". Without a word, her tights are off, panties pulled to the side & she crawls cowgirl on him back in the chair. No foreplay. She pulls out his black horse cock & lowers herself down on it. She's already wet. Real slow, kissing the side of his face, then faster as her whimpers turn to groans to "oh yeah, oh fucking yeah" ! It was probably about 5 minutes when he started to breathe heavy & then to grunt "uh, uhh." T picked up the cell, pushed 1 number & got a pickup as his grunts got ferocious. "Now" he commanded ! A second later I heard a muffled gunshot. "Uh, fuck" he pulsed - unloading in that sweet white pu$$y - "aahhhhhh" her word fell off into a whisper. I tried not to show my shame. The whiteboi never came back. Ever. That was the first time I hung out with T.

Well, one week after my "initiation" experience, the jitters had worn off. I started answering the phone again & went out to spin at the club on my regular Saturday gig. It was packed - a night to remember - drinx coming up to the booth, lots of pretty girls flirting with me & one ultra hot brunette who kept on coming back & bumping me. She was runway model material, tanned, soft warm eyes, pearly white disarming smile & in a mini white mini. I still have the picture in my head. End of the night she's right there asking if I want to go to a party with her. So we went ...

I don't like getting into a car with strangers, but with her, I just had to go along. I tried to watch where we were going but she slipped her hand into my pants and grabbed the joystick with a slowly rising, open mouthed smile: everything else just blurred into the background. After several twists & turns, we ended up at some dimly lit warehouse & she just turned away, jumped out & walked through an open metal sliding door. I fumbled with my laptop case but tried to chase after her. The place had this funky ghetto vibe & the characters in it to match : zebra skin, brown & black leather, dreds, fro's & ho's. i walked through the purple light & red hues looking for her, trying to remember her name. Was it Ellie or Allie ? Whatever. Some white chick was on her knees giving a hummer to a brother sitting on the stairs. Turn the corner. What looks like a bathroom door is half opened & as I get close, there's another white hottie with a pony tail getting pumped on the sink counter. The fucker's dark eyes in the mirror look up to see mine in the reflection. The "yeah, that's right whiteboi" look mentally punished me as I turned my head and stepped past. It was a four second evisceration. Between lust & fear, my awareness came back to me & I was thinking exit strategy. I hadn't seen Ellie (Allie ?) since I got through the front door & instinctively felt that I was being watched. The place was like a maze but two turns later, I saw a guy scratching trays with headphones on. I walked right on up to him & pointed to my laptop DJ bag. Bro put the phones down & said, "I heard you were comin' man." I thought, 'huh" ? Just at that moment I felt a hand on my shoulder & turned ... "Ellie" ! She didn't say anything but her closed mouth smile & shining eyes enveloped me as she leaned in. Both arms draped my neck, (I dropped my bag) & she pushed me back onto a couch. Our noses bumped a bit but her lips covered mine as she snaked her tongue into my mouth. I had this vixen straddling me, grinding on my lap while skillfully exploring the inside of my mouth (which was filling with her saliva). I swallowed, rock hard at the intensity of all these sensations. In a few more seconds, my pants were down around my ankles with a condom being rolled over my head & down the shaft. She sucked firmly & deliberately and with all the stimulation, I was only aware of a few sensations : people watching, the warm breath & slurping around my cock & balls & the unexpected salty taste in my mouth. And that smell. Around my lips & cheek. Like saliva ... and ... cum. And in those few seconds of realization, I glanced up toward the hall entrance : there was T ... zipping up his fly.

I came. Everybody howled ! "I told you" snickered Ellie. She got up. I tried to get my pants back on, the filled condom still dangling. "It's Allie by the way, fucktard" ! They all laughed again. A few hysterically ... but T didn't. He gave Allie a side hug & she kept going, disappearing behind him into the party. I was fucked. Humiliated. And I could feel my fuse starting to burn. But the coolest of the cool, T, stepped over and slapped an icy cold Bud into my hand. "You look like you could use a drank" was all he said & flopped down on the couch next to me. He lit up a smoke. I could feel my palm chill & the fuse start to go out. After silence, well, 2 songs played without conversation, T said, "she's good huh" ? "Unbelievable" I choked, downing the beer. "She get you first" ? I had to ask. I knew ... but didn't want to know, sigh, that T's semen was at that precise moment, blending with the suds in my stomach. "Hell yeah." That was it. We just sat while the party carried on around us. What do you say ? A few blunts & vodkas later, I was in a different car, alone & buzzed in the back seat. Two massive tattooed muthas with sunglasses got in the front & started it up. I guess that was it. You gotta die sometime. Why fight it ?

After a minute that seemed like a week, the back door flung open beside me ... my laptop bag got shoved by my feet & Allie slid in. She slammed the door behind her & snapped, "he said to take him home." WTF ??? Her top was mostly off & she took it down, revealing those perfect "C"s - which had caught my attention to start off this insane night. We drove away. Allie slid off her mini. "Take off your pants whiteboi" she chimed. "It's round two" ! As I obeyed, that fucking dangly rubber was still on. "Oh my God" she quipped & put her hand over her mouth in sheer amusement. I was paralyzed again. In between laffs, she calmly reaches over, rolls it off, ties the end & chucks it out the now opened window. Then she turns her amazing backside to me & says, 'You got 5 minutes with my ass." Wow ! It's like I was hit with electricity - I was fully erect & kneeling behind her in an instant. As I rubbed the head on her moist pussy lips, she pulled away with a sarcastic, "what are you doing" ? "I was dumbfounded. "uhhhhhhhhh ..." Allie leaned back into my lap & affirmed, "he said you could only have my a$$." She kept leaning into me. I felt the pressure of her flesh & then the slow give of entrance : the drier skin becoming moister as I got further in. it was exciting, unexpected, erotic, and I was never in control. With every thrust into her ass, more black men's semen seeped from her vagina onto my balls, then my thighs. Two minutes later, my pre-babies were swimming up her sweet bumhole, trying to mate with whatever she'd had for supper a few hours before. Funny - I fucked her doggie style while her head was out the window of a moving car. Too bad it was 5am instead of 5pm.

Ten blocks later I was home, trying to figure out who the fuck I still was. That was the second time I met T. 

I stayed in bed all day Sunday, except to finish that last bit of vodka & the 6 pack in the fridge.  Between restless bouts of sleep all I could think of was how to get out of this place & where I could go.   Monday rolled on & I was just getting it together when 3 knocks jarred me into the present.  I just moved in here, nobody knows where I live except  ... oh damn.   The whole past episode & all those emotions just flashed through my head like a 5G roller coaster.   I felt disoriented, sick.  Should I get it ?  Maybe they'll go away.   Silence.  Then again ... a few hours ago, I thought I was gonna be dead.   No peep hole.  Why did I reach for the handle ?

Aliie's just standing there beaming, looking like an angel.  Hair's perfect, eyes opened wide, white mesh top over a red bikini top & white short shorts.  She holds up a coffee tray in one hand & a paper bag of sticky buns in the other & brushes against me, past me, inside.  "Had breakfast" ?  She sat & made herself at home.  I was still drawing a blank but I managed to get it out ..."what do you want with me" ?  She was so self assured, a magnificent picture in motion.  She  rose, breaking off a piece of pastry, & sensually raised it towards my mouth.  I opened.   She gingerly placed it & ran her finger back along the tip of my tongue & bottom lip.  "Whatever it is, I promise you're going to like it."  And with that, it was on.  She smelled so good, like cherries & cream.  We made small talk for a few minutes & then, her hand was on my lap.   I've never been owned before but if you could see her, you'd know what I mean : nothing else mattered.  Insane in the membrane ?  This was a bad girl ... and she had my pants off with just one long kiss.  A dozen pumps with her skilled right hand & I was like iron.  She made great eye contact, never leaving mine as she undid her bikini top & then ... those clingy soft white bottoms.  It was heaven to watch her lie back & spread those perfect legs.  I started on her right thigh just above the knee and one minute later my nose was guiding my lips from the bottom of her pussy to the top.  Pure candy, like fragrant grapes with that sexy peppery bitterness.  She giggled a bit, but I pressed my tongue firmly on her bud & washed side to side with a slick determination.  Got the result right away, as she grabbed the back of my hair, pulling just short of the pain threshold.  It was so intense : I felt wildly alive as her breathing got  heavier.  I never really wanted a girl to cum before : now it was all I could think of.  Her release was so feminine - that wonderful whine tailing off into a whimper, her hand releasing from my hair, her tensed abs relaxing, the l-o-o-o-o-n-g exhale & return to normal breath.  I felt like a champ.  When she opened her eyes, I must have bared my soul to her.  I got 2 seconds into her before her normal expression returned.  It was worth it, but ...  My face must have been glistening because she looked at me & started to giggle again.  "It's your turn lover, wanna feel my ass" ?  On her back, facing me, she tilted her pelvis a bit to reveal a puckered asshole just below that beautiful pink entrance.  I was still energized & hard, and as I circled her moist lips with the head of my dick to get it wet, I pressed downward an inch, not leaving her stare.  Feeling the familiar warmth of her insides, I continued to push deeper, then to thrust.  I stole a few glances at her moist opened vagina, as it changed shape from motion to motion.  Allie's anal cavity was a bit drier than last time - that upped the friction of every following stroke.  Finally, the euphoria that ran up my dick to my spine peaked, and my wannabe, white liquid babies, were happily released to make the dirty swim up her colon.  Now I had to catch my breath, while she seemed to study all of my orgasm face.  As soon as I got to my feet & looked around to survey the situation, she was dressed & heading to the door.  Her back was toward me.  "Catcha later."  Slam.  Gone. 

It went that way for the rest of the week, she'd come by, get eaten out & fucked in the ass.  (except that one day when she jerked me off into a condom while sitting on my face : she took the condom with her too, saying she might need it later.  Whatever.)  Once we went out for dinner - it was almost like a date.  I'd enjoyed her body so much, just being with her was more of a personal bonding treat.  Anyway, that's when she finally opened up about herself, and about T.  They'd been connected for a long time.  Her mother was an attorney.  Seems that she had defended T in court.   During a back rub, Allie told me that T's dad had been killed by a couple of white cops.  Later, T was taken from his mom (who was evicted by a white landlord) and placed in foster care.  After some bad situations, he ended up with a white family of five.  The parents were both working, into their forties, with two sons near twenty & a 16 year old daughter.  A sexy, curious 16 year old white daughter.  After a few months, their sex play had ended in her being pregnant with T's baby (he was about  15 at the time).  The girl's white brothers found out & put a serious beating on him for it, but he didn't fight back.  Then ... as they walked away ... they called him a nigger.  Something just exploded in T at that moment.  They found the two brothers later the next day, in a wooded area, beaten to death with a tire iron.  Allie's mom really put herself into his case & had gotten T a dismissal.  She even found him a new place to live - although he was spending most of his time at her place.  Shortly afterwards, she divorced her wealthy white husband, and she hasn't had a white dick in her pussy since !  She got that white husband good too - taking him for the house, car, most of the savings & some phat monthly alimony.  In that environment, T observed & sharpened the keen mind which Allie's mom had recognized in him.  It was in her work against racism and in crafting hate laws countering white pride that T discovered the truth of Afrocentrism & Black Supremacy.  She taught him about an old lost African religion called Okuludiala : where angels warned against the coming white devils who would destroy the world.  They then gave the black tribes the gift of strength & power through their enormous new penises to deliver the endangered world & vanquish the white men from it, by force or by love.  "How's that I asked " ?  "By taking white men's lives or preventing white men's births" she sighed, enjoying my hands stroking the backs of her legs.  "Is that why you won't let me inside your pussy " ?  She lifted up her torso from the bed & said with some disdain, "White males must only cum by hand or anus unless otherwise permitted by a black man."  Curious, I added, "Did you get that out of some training manual" ?  Unfortunately, Allie got tired of talking & abruptly left.  I wished she'd have fallen asleep & spent the night.  Not happening.  I should have shut up.


At Saturday night's after party, Allie was kind of cold to me.  She was spending most of her time with this white couple from Indiana.  They had just come to Chicago & were looking to fit into a new scene.  In such rural areas a wannabe 'wigger' & a green haired 'emo' chick didn't connect to their surroundings - but they did to the flowing Cristal !  And shots, and weed.  After another hour, miss 'emo' Indiana "Kara" was unintelligible, and homey boy "Dale" was almost passed out : it was showtime.  Some of T's entourage were getting head from his girls, but T was focused on something else.  He hugged "Kara" with his hands on her ass & backed her into the table in the center of the room.  His massive black hands ran up & down her body as she just purred : her back was to "Dale" who was struggling to sit up in a kind of armchair.  "Nigga please" came out of "Dale"'s mouth in a weak, slurred tone.  So someone covered over his mouth with a cloth.  One of the black girls in the room stepped over & sat on his right arm, facing him sideways.  Another brotha grabbed his left arm & shoulder from behind.  T had "Kara"'s top down below her breasts : he used the sleeves to pin her arms & removed her green lacy bra.  As he laid her back on the table, T spat at "Dale", "now y'all gonna see how we keep it reel up in this bitch".  Her skirt was now up around her slightly chunky waist so only a little bit of her love handles were showing.  Her legs came up, green lacy panties pulled down onto one ankle, & T was about to initiate her pure white pussy to the dark world of African passion.  "M-m-m - o -o - o - gawd" she protested with the little energy she had left.  She couldn't see "Dale" behind her but he was doing his best to raise a fuss.  "Look at your future whiteboi" T called out "y'aint got much left".   At that point, both restrained white kids just stopped their feeble struggling.   Resigning themselves to what was coming next, was inevitable.  Actually, "Kara" seemed to be moaning with enjoyment.  "Mogtoboh Dos" grunted T.   He was working hard to resize that newly blackened love slit into a legitimate whore's s cunt.  Immediately a box was placed on the deflowering table.  They opened it quickly revealing syringes and viles of clear liquid.  The death dealer was maybe thirty, coal black, average height, dressed all in black with a scratch beard : I could only see the gold chains & rings he had and the whites of his eyes as he stayed out of the light.  "Dale" started to struggle again but it was no use.  "Sweet for her, doom for him" gritted T, ever widening that vaginal cavity with pleasure & purpose.  The death dealer faced mostly away from me but I could see his hands under the light of the lamp.  "Dis much me like feel nice" as he drew 1/ 5 of the syringe with liquid, "dis much fuskshu up" as he got to the 2 / 5 line.  After he filled it to the top & spurted a drop through the needle he paused, "un dis de one take you to de udda side."  It got silent.  T was pumping "Kara" really gently.  She was cooing, her eyes mostly closed but breathing heavily through her mouth.  "M-m-m-f-f-f-f" she winced as the needle found it's spot, and 1/ 5 of the liquid ejaculated into her arm.  The warm feeling enveloped her immediately.  She felt like she was dreaming, but it was just too real ... and her pussy felt sooooo good !  All of her pleasure receptors were firing as she felt a warm puddle forming inside her birth canal.  "Kara"'s  bliss seemed infinite as T's orgasm thundered through his body into hers ... at the sight of the syringe now pressed fully into "Dale"'s left arm, emptied into his vein.  Like sperm on a one way mission to find their egg, the heroin swam through Dale's bloodstream with purpose, shutting down his responses, then his heart as he slumped in the chair.  The chatter piped up, raised glasses, more black men climaxing in their white bitches mouths.  Party up, whiteboi down.   As T pulled out & walked around, the hot black girl embraced him lovingly.  "Kara" kicked a little, drawing some attention.  "Feed the white gurl" was the order from T.  In another ten seconds there was a black cock in her mouth on one side of the table ... & another black man between her legs, lining up that oozing pussy with his own immense black snake.  She was oblivious to the world around her, high on the uncapped pleasure centers intoxicating her dream world.  After every black member was spent, there was a brief pause.  T looked right at me.   So did the entire room.  "You're up whiteboi".   I was numb but still oddly aroused.  "What the fuck", I said, dropping my drawers & moving in between those lily white legs.  "Kara" opened her eyes half way & let her tongue moisten her lips.  There was a dollop of cum on her cheek.  I got firm with a few strokes of my fingers & then positioned my dick at the entrance of her relaxed, stretched out goobox.  It was still open about the size of a silver dollar.  I looked up & all eyes were on me.  It's as if they're expecting me to do something ...  and inexplicably ... I lowered my white penis down half an inch & pushed against her firmly resisting anus.  "Kara"s eyes popped open, "owwww"  "oooohhhhh."  I pushed in all the way with practically no lube.  Her anus felt hot & silky & gripped me like a glove.  "Yeah" !  "Look at the whiteboi gettin' his" someone shouted and the crowd pitched up again !  After 2 minutes in her bum oven it was getting to be popping time.  Then the death dealer pointed towards "Dale" who's bladder had released, leaving a growing wet spot around the groin on his jeans.  "Eyah Ha ha ha" he jeered.  That was it.  I blew the seed representing all white hope into "Kara"s rectum.  "Ughhh, fuck".   I was done.  The place went nuts ... but all I heard was Allie's soothing voice whispering in my ear, "That's a g-o-o-o-d boy".  She'd been behind me all along.

"Dale" just became a statistic.  Country boy new to the city overdoses in a dark alley.  Shit happens.  When the heat got turned up a few weeks later (for a missing girl from French Lick Indiana named Emily), "Kara" got sold to this nasty Russian prick who liked to make snuff films.  She was never found.  Oh well.  I've stopped caring.  Except if Allie comes over tomorrow ...  Oh yeah, that was the third time I hung out with T.

I was spinning in 2 new clubs over the next few weeks, and of course I was able to put a few of T's people on the Guest Lists there.  It's how he got into new venues to move his girls & stuff : slowly, quietly, behind the scenes.  Before T fully moved in, he scoped out the players & how strong they were.  Soon, the competition would just come apart or go missing, & T had another exclusive showroom for his merchandise.  So, a happening DJ can be a good thing !  I was valuable to him after all ...

I never realized on a conscious level what was going on because I was already addicted.  (to Allie's ass)  Fuck that, I'll admit it, as sick as it was I'd never dreamed a girl like her could be real outside of some old James Bond flick.  She smelled so good & tasted like candy every time.  I must have been delusional, spending time with her during the days in some misplaced yuppie couple's normal fantasy : then seeing her as some different possessed vixen at nights doing the Devil's bidding.  Though I separated the two in my mind, her connection to me was so strong that she steadily took me down the road a sane person would never go. 

After sex (that's what I called vanilla anal now), we always cuddled, and I asked Allie about that time she dropped T's load down my throat.  "It was his idea" she noted matter-of-factly.  "He had to know he could trust you."  I didn't get it.  She continued, "you don't ask about his kind of shit.  You just take it .  You did."  My mind still wouldn't connect the dots.  I knew being a bitch was in there somehow.  I must have tensed up & she instinctively faced me, "silly boy.  If you knew he wanted his cum inside you, you would have fought."  Those big bright eyes seduced mine.  "And you never would have gotten this", as she gently pulled the back of my head towards her breasts.  Mmm-m-m-m.  As I moved down her sculpted waist with my tongue towards the V, she whispered, "next time will be easier."

It didn't take long.  Later on the next Sunday afternoon, T was dropping off a couple of his kids (well behaved well dressed young boys, to a good suburban neighborhood) and picked us up to see a movie.  Five of us went in (T never travelled alone) and the three of us sat together with Allie in between.  (Cover was one in front of us & one at the back of the theater)  Her right hand was on my lap for the first hour of the flick, making sure the blood was flowing down there.  Then, during a wild car chase scene, she shifted over the other way & I heard a faint slurping noise going on in between the stunts & explosions.  My mind censored all the input.  I just stared at the screen & drew further into the plot.  Minutes passed, T grunted.  I felt the familiar right hand of my sick princess return to  my thigh.  I stared straight forward.  The squeeze tightened until I turned to look at her.  She was up in her seat, wide eyed with a huge expectant closed mouth smile.  Even in the dim light I could see that her lips were shiny.  She slid her hand down my pants.  Four strokes & I was fully hard.  She leaned in.  I was in full spectator mode, glued to her gaze.  She gracefully switched hands & straddled me in a single motion, rubbing the tip of her nose methodically up my neck ... chin ... lips ... to my nose.  I could smell the sexy potion on her mouth.  Her lips just pushed forward to part mine & I immediately sensed the transfer of T's man-essence into my body through our gorgeous conduit.  My eyes were closed through the process but my senses were 'red lining'.  More & more fluid was pooling at the back of my throat.  Her body was forcing me into the fabric of the chair as her tongue entered my mouth, determined to follow it's deposit to it's destination.  She slowly withdrew it, placing that soft hand on my cheek, closing my mouth gently so I could swallow.  All the while, this vixen was pumping my rock with her left hand, and the precum gave her enough lube to make that slick sound on my now exposed head & shaft.  "Ooooohhhh."  She pulled away as she began to feel me buck.  I opened my eyes, revealing hers just inches away, her giggling as she looked down to admire the splatter pattern she'd left on my new shirt.  A quick peck to my forehead, & she was back seated in her own chair, like nothing had happened.  The movie ended.  I can't tell you what happened in it and I don't even remember the name anymore.  I do remember the lights coming on though & people looking at us funny.  A couple of hottie white cheerleader types smiled & undressed T with their eyes.  The protection joined us down at the entrance & both of them were trying to hold back laughter when they looked at me.  One was practically coughing & red.  Allie was radiant.  Then I looked down at the crusty stains on my shirt.  Wished I'd brought a jacket.  T was cool.  He just asked me, "wuz it good" ?  Was he talking about the movie ?  I paused on the answer, trying to be just as cool but not.  "Yeah" I said.  That was it.

Seven days later on a rooftop in the projects, about 10 stories up, I got to know what T's trust meant.  The same 5 of us were joined by two of T's lieutenants and their bitches.  Four more showed up out of nowhere, with bottles & a ghetto blaster.  Three of them were black, up & coming in the organization & one was a wigger, eminem clone who talked street harsher than anyone in the unit.  I recognized them all from one of the new clubs I had opened for the gang.  After the party heated up, the dope & shots started taking their toll.  I overheard Marquisse tell T that he "got the bitches' piece".  T nodded.  A few songs later, T focused all our attention in the northwest corner of the roof.  "Yeah, we doin' well, props all around."  He raised his bottle & we all cheered, drank, & congratulated each other.  "Buh' shu' don't get nowhere wiffout truss', know wha'm sayne" ?  The hushed nods affirmed it without doubt.  "Ska, you been wit me ah along."  Fistbump.  "Mack you fo' ree' ... Cap, you family."  Sincere nods all around.  Then he turned to the white boy, whose name I only knew as "DB".   "Wha bowchoo' keener, you truss' me" ?  "Shit yeah" piped up "DB" as he tried to straighten up, a bit gooned.  The mood was about to change.  "Prove it then ...." 

I think I saw DB's hand casually press against his coat pocket.  His attitude broke instantly from calm to open fear.  "Up on the ledge" !!   T was deadly serious.   "Ya gotta pass the tess' "   Oh shit.  No shit.  "DB" was peaking.   "S'okay bro', we all dunnit" was Marquisse's line, as he moved his own jacket to the side, revealing a .40 tucked into his pants.  I'm guessing that was "DB"'s little comforter.  It was on now.  Everything got so clear in that moment of intensity.  "Y'all ain't gonna fall ... here ... tie this around you."  T handed a thick yellow cord to the kid.  Nervously, he took hold of it, because now this white boy looked like a sweaty ghost.  I think he finally sensed what keeping it real was all about.   He never said a word.  Odd.  T pointed.  "DB" got up on the ledge.  He must have been some kind of boy scout because I'd never seen knots tied so tightly.  It became so quiet that I finally noticed the tunes in the background.  "Mama Said Knock You Out".  How fitting.  I looked around and this is what I saw : Ska & Mac were now balls deep into their bitches, who were bent over & twerking on them.  Allie had kneeled down in front of T and began to pray.  The other brothas had moved into secure cover positions where they could still watch it all unfold.  Marquisse leaned against the old rusty AC unit on the ledge.  He appeared to be awaiting T's commands but I think he was more admiring Allie's religious duty.  Worshippers like that definitely strengthen all of our faith ... and her actions were let's say, 'moving' on T.  He widened his stance as her rythmical bobbing motion sped up.  "Washu' been sayin' about us cracka" ?  "DB"'s hood talk suddenly became suburbanite English.  "Nothing, I swear", but he began to feel his mortality settling in & it showed.  "Aaahhhh uuhhhnnn"  T was lowering his breathing.  You could hear Allie 'pop' the head with her amazing suction on every stroke now.  "Who Lawrence den" ?  The white boy's face started to contort & break down, " I ... I ... um ... Lawrence who" ?  T grunted out "yo' brotha-in-law the fucking cop" !   "Oh sheeeeee" came from Ska's direction : his bitch was now doing him long stokes in doggy.  Mack joined the chorus with a "C.P.D. muthafucka" , both hands on his bitches' ass, not missing a stroke.  "Mmmm-ph-k-k-rrr" kind of ushered out of Allie's mouth.  The white kid was panicking. "P-p-pleeeease, I ... I can ..."   T cut him off, "SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH" !!!  He was close.  It was almost time.

The white boy blubbered, his eyes & nose were running uncontrollably.  Ten more seconds of pumping & then ... a deep breath ... T spat out "fuck my truss' & lie ... FUCKIN' DIE."  With that command, I heard the squeal & whine of metal sliding on metal : Marquisse's hands were pushing on the rails of the freezer-sized AC unit.  They'd long since rusted out.  A quick lurch forward  & over the side it went.  I heard a "Dayuuuummm uuuhhhh" echoed with "Uuuuuuhhhh bish yeeeeaaaahhh aaaahhhh" and I instinctively knew that two black pussies had just been blessed with a fresh seminal coating of black seed.  All the while, my focus never strayed from T's face - he made eye contact with the doomed white soul all throughout his own explosive orgasm.  The victor's face trying to supress sensual extasy vs the vanquished whiteboi's total & final realization that he was in fact tied to a falling 400 pound cooling unit.  His death was upon him.  And then he was gone.  Poof !!  With just a gasp of the last bit of air forced from his lungs, there was no evidence that a human life had existed before me a second ago.  A metallic crash & softer thud a second later concluded the show.  A few sips later I noticed the tunes were packed up, and all the butts & bottles were removed too.  No trace remained as we filed towards the exit.  Allie intercepted me there & planted a full french kiss on me.  Same flavor, but this time she'd consumed the prize herself.  We filed out to a safe house for a few more drinks, but Allie, T, & me were quiet.  Marquisse was hamming it up, saying, "man, I'da told that cracka to make sho' his tray was locked up & stowed in da upright position befo' takeoff."  Everyone howled.

That was the first time Allie spent the night.  We made love (if you can call bum sex that) twice & fell asleep in each other's arms.  It's what I'd always wanted.  But I was sad.  When we awoke, it was immediate foreplay.  I knew it might break the mood but I had to ask her ... "why" ?  She looked up into my stare - matched it & then looked even further through me.  " Some were meant to live, & some were meant to die, that's it."  "That's it" ?  I asked, worried that I might be mixed up in some weird thrill kill Black religious cult or what the hell.  "For now ...   Now, do you wanna spoon my ass" ?  Oh man she's hot !!!  So I proceeded to add my next batch of prebabies to join their white brothers & sisters in another shitty egg hunting swim up and then back down Allie's waste disposal tube.  Isn't this ironic ?  What did that make me ... both alive & dead ?  

"Ughhhhh".  Soaking my head in a steamy shower.  Respite.  The hazy World Star life I'm following is banging on the door of denial and identity.  Which side of that am I on ?  Am I responsible, just being a passenger on this wilding ride ?  Solace can always be met in the sound of steady flowing water.  Then the Siren's voice pulled me back into her reality : " wanna meet my mom" ?

"Ahhhh, sure" ?!?  My reply was solidly unconvincing.  Allie sat down on her throne & expelled my hope from her bottom as per usual, giggling with someone on the other end of a conversation.  The curtain swung aside abruptly & my fairytale princess climbed into my soapy safe haven.  We kissed, closed eyed, slow tongue, my steady rise upwards poking her in the stomach.  She pumped it with her steady soft hand as my attention shifted from her mouth to her nipples & back.  I've never before or since become so aroused locking lips with any other girl & I'll never have the words to express the intensity of that experience.  All I can muster is to say that I felt like every part of my body was connected vividly, my awareness was as heightened as ... instantly switching from 2D to 3D & from B&W to color simultaneously.  Two minutes later & Allie had sensually extracted any remaining seminal fluid from my testes onto her sublime waist & thigh.  Her purposeful grin followed it's defeated descent to the drain as she reached for the products shelf ...   She chose the anti-bacterial of course, & poetically lathered my life's seed into the poison, cleansing her beauty of my purpose.  I was handed the fragrant body wash to do her breasts & underarms, then as she turned, her back.  I knelt & kissed her ass submissively as the raspberry suds drifted downward passing my cheek.  It was a religious experience.

"Hurry, she said she'd send a car for us" chided my sweet succubus, running from my toweling into the other room.  On cue, the stretch pulled up & we went out giddy - on our way to the downtown skyline.  Wow !  The whole top floor of one the tallest most prestigious buildings in all of Chitown.  Not bad.  As the elevator doors opened, we were underwater ... figuratively - as in facing a 10 foot high fishtank wall.  Impressive.  Unexpected.  Reception left - her office all by itself to the right.  Even years ago, I was impressed by the status pics displayed along the walls : Hill & Bill, Jessie & Al, and a young & upcoming Barry & Michelle among many others.  Turn the corner, & wow !!!  Blue sky & water opened as far as the eye could see through the glass ... and sitting, a rough & tumble homeboy locking eyes with my woman.  "Hi, I'm Allie" she began with an open mouthed smile.  "Jay-tay" he quipped, sensing his good fortune.  Bro didn't even acknowledge me.  I was starting to slow burn when I heard a ruckus through a half open doorway.  I glimpsed what appeared to be a short skirted (nylons & pumps) shapely female figure, her back to me, facing a doubled over wincing younger male.  "I'm sorry ... I'm sorry, uhhh ... sorry ..." he pleaded in obvious discomfort.  "You know better" came a sensual voice in a muted tone.  They each took a half step clockwise & I clearly saw her hand emerge from his pants.  I still didn't see her face.  The blood was drained from his as he slowly straightened up & tried to regain some breath & composure.  Looking over & through, he met my stare & sputtered, "they're here."  I instinctively looked away - only to note that my Love was now fully engaged with the aforementioned hood.  Fuse relit.

"Jatavius ... she'll see you now" gasped an effeminate male voice, as the secretary-dude limped bow-legged to his station.  "Ah kesh up wishu ageen" (forgive my ebonics but I'm seriously choked at this punk gaming my girl) and with that, he got up & sauntered down the hall into his counsel's office.  Allie knew I was upset.  She seemed to be loving it.  Contol.  Power.  Absurd, yet obviously on full display.  The look on her face ?  Satisfaction.  Then the casual smile & greeting : "Hi Maurice" (pronounced "Morris")  "Hi Allie, aren't you just the picture of bliss" !!  Did I hear a lisp ?  Gaydar going off ...  "Wherever did you find those shoes" ??  Oh shit, here we go ...  I just let them go on with the girl talk as I studied the room with an unencumbered focus.  Hmmmm , a gorgeous milf in a constant stream of pictures with young black men, articles displayed with the headlines, 'Charges Dropped' or 'Acquitted' or 'Prosecution Compromised'.  As I sat down with a magazine, it was folded to an article with her picture & the headline "West African Gateway To U.S. Opened".  An image of a completed circle drifted in & out of my mind.  I zoned out for a few minutes.  The conversation brought me back to the present.  "So Jatavius won't do any time" ?  Allie was genuinely concerned.  "No knife, witnesses refused to testify, he walks" replied the assistant.  "Maybe some community service for the resisting" he added, "she has to at least give the D.A. something".  Allie giggled, "like his balls back" ?  Maurice winced at that, "tell me about it."  They both had a good laugh.

The door opened.  "So who's this DJ my daughter keeps raving about" ?  Jatavious had disappeared (through a side exit) and I found myself embracing this magnificent, foxy lady, far too young & sexy to be the mother of my princess.  "You  need to come clubbing with us one night mom, T will give you the VIP treatment."  Dawn immediately flashed that satisfied look I'd recognized from her daughter moments before.  "Oh he has dear, many times" !  Nothing to read into here right ?  We went to a $500 lunch in some exclusive restaurant I'll never see again.  Let me just summarize the afternoon from then on.  Dawn was just as charming as her daughter but with an elegant sophistication and a hint of dominant superiority.  Men fawned over her and she just accepted it as normal.  Beautiful big green eyes, long flowing light brown hair over a D cup frame, accentuating her tiny waist.  Her lips were fuller than Allie's & her perfect teeth could have been in a toothpaste commercial.  Add in those silky legs & upturned buttocks & you could've been looking at a ten grand a night escort.  No doubt, if she wanted to, she could own any man she chose.  Stunning.  Oh, but her reputation as a fox in court was earned every bit.  You see, Jatavius had been contracted to supply this new school on one of T's expanded routes, but some white kids thought they could stake that territory for themselves.  To make things perfectly clear, Jay-tay pulled their leader out of the parking lot after class, stabbed him until he stopped moving, and then cut off his penis in front of them.  Allegedly.  In any event, it seems that those boys work for T now, and everything is just fine.  I forgot what the white boy's name was, it doesn't matter anyway.  As we got up to go I heard Allie whisper, "does Jay-tay have a big cock" ?  Dawn didn't have to answer.  It was the third time I saw that look in 2 hours.  I had a bad feeling that I, that Allie really would see him again.

After a couple of uneventful days, it was my night to spin at one of the newer clubs.  Allie shows, all dolled up like a porn star.  She's dripping sex, probably ovulating, & I can't wait to taste her sweet peaches.  She waves & I know that in a couple of hours I can finally quench my addiction for her flavor.  It's an all good, jumpin', cash-a-flowin', happenin' night yo.  Then ... oh yay, hooray, it's Jay-tay strutting up in the bar area !  Fuck.  He sees my girl & makes a beeline over to her.  I'm watching it all, forgetting my music in the angst of jealousy.  The flirting, the touching, turning into grinding after a few more songs & I'm about to lose it right there in the booth.  That motherfucker is dry humping my bitch !  I'm so not paying attention to the music when the record ... starts ... skipping !!  Fuck !!!  I'm not even at the controls when the shit dies, and as I'm scrambling to bring back a beat you can hear booooing & cawing & the obligatory "YOU SUCK" coming from all directions.  I recover in 10 seconds, but the damage has been done.  Even my girl was laughing at me.  Ugh.  The last hour was an eternity & I barely lifted my head up over the mixer.  Last call, last song, lights up, phew, we're done.  Allie goes out to get a cab & then ... the club goes on lock down !  Someone got shot.  C.P.D. covers all the exits within minutes.  People form lines, getting searched on the way out.  You can see everything going on from the DJ booth ... then down & behind to my left, what do I notice ?  Oh yeah, Karma !  It's Jatavius (who else ?) crouching down behind the ramp up to he bass bins.  He's been trying to get my attention quietly I guess : he's been sprayed with beer & he's carrying a shoulder bag.  He's wild eyed & trembling ... I guess he was part of the shit that just went down.  "Bruh, ya gotsta help me"  ... "bruh" ... "please bruh". 

The clarity of the moment was surreal.  Within a split second I had 5 fantasies of this motherfucker getting taken down, beat up, shot, tased, hurt badly.  This clarity slowed everything right down however.  All fell into the din of the background.   The shouting & commotion, the drama at the exits, the manager trying to hide money - it all just faded, and I ... just  ... reacted.  I calmly gave him the "shhh" sign & pointed up behind the speakers.  The wires came up from there into the DJ booth, but I knew there was enough room for him to squeeze though unseen.  He crawled up & in & then I realized what a shitstorm he'd brought with him.  He clutched that bag like it was 'The Precious'.  "Can you leave the bag" ?  He shook me off.  Definitely no.  "Here, put these records inside & don't zip it up."  He did it.  "Put on this jacket".  He did it up.  It had my DJ logo on it.   "Now walk right behind me & don't say shit." 

We walked right through the side door where I knew the doormen.  A few seconds of bullshit & we were through.  Nobody even questioned us.  Allie had a cab waiting.  I experienced yet another very different kind of a kiss as she ran up to me - like a long lost love.  It was another emotion I'd never experienced before.  Validation, perhaps even a bit of reverence.  And the best part ?  This time she barely paid any attention to Jay-whatever.  We sucked face in the back seat the whole way.  In just a few minutes we were at the after party location.  T was front & center.  Jay-tay was in deep shit.  He got backhanded like a bitch in front of everyone !  It seems that taking a quarter million dollars of merchandise with you to party in the nightclub was a might careless.  It would have been even worse on him had he not told T about his surprise gift which I'll get to in a minute.  T was well informed, he knew exactly what had gone down in the bathroom at the club.  In fact, T knew everything that the police knew - funny how that worked.  Then Allie slid over, hugged him & whispered something into his ear.  T immediately looked over at me.  He nodded.  Then he raised his hand & shouted, "we's good n' all but muh boy here ain't got no drank".  Before I could take my next breath I had a dozen bottles & glasses in my face & pats on my back & shoulders.  Cheers & beers & couple of pills & I was a flyin'.  The party was way over the top - I was buzzed out of my tree !  I had three hot black women all wanting to suck my cock at the same time ... but I knew what I wanted.  It was that same thing that I'd always wanted.  I lost track of T and Allie after that.  I didn't see her until she dragged me out by the arm into our ride home.  "Come on lover" was all it took, and after stumbling through my front door with her in my arms, I felt like I'd arrived.  Maybe it wasn't that etherial space I'd always longed for, but it was someplace very near.  As we undressed each other between kisses, I noticed that she had a condom in her hand.  "Oooh, what's that for" I asked smugly ?  "Something you've wanted for a long time baby".  And with that she put one finger on my lips to quiet me & began to roll the condom over my slick head.  The strange sensations woke my lazy member to full attention as she pushed me backwards onto the bed.  She followed straight up on top of me & I felt her hand guide my shaft along her delicate moist lips.  She'd teased me like this before, but this was somehow different, her whole demeanor was different.  "Oooh Allie" was all I could get out before her hand covered my lips again, at the precise moment my head slid inside her vagina.  Yes, her vagina, for the very first time !  She rode very gently, sensing that I was about to come inside her, and pulled off.  Oh My Gawd !!  It was a glimpse of heaven.  She squeezed my balls really hard, then spun around into a sixty nine so I could savor her wetness.  M-m--m-mmmm.  Just a hint of plastic, warm soul peaches & a few globs of T's cum.  Yeah I knew it was there.  I didn't care, the taste was divine.  I detected just a slight musk from her ass as she started to run her fingers up & down the length of my cock.  The condom was still on tight.  I was so aroused that I was pushing it's elasticity for all it was worth.  "Do you like how I taste" ?   "M-m-mu-huh" , I affirmed.  "Can you taste him" ?  "Uh-huh" I munched without even pausing.  "Now you want to know what the surprise was" ?  "Yeah"  I slurped.  "T was ...uh ... going to kill Jay-tay for being so ... uh... so stupid ... until he saw his surprise."  Her words were a bit breathy & spaced.  My tongue was having an effect on her.  Her hand was just toying with me, lightly back & forth.  "Jay-tay was set up.  That whiteboy he killed last month had an older brother."  "Ooohoohoo ... ooh ... he tried to shoot Jay-tay during the deal in the uhhmmm ... ooh ... can."  She swallowed harshly.  "But Jay-tay saw the gun & took it away from ... m-m-mmm ... from him.  Her hand gripped the base of my dick firmly.  "Then he popped the guy twice in the chest, but ..."  I could feel my balls rise as her grip slid up slowly.  "He was still alive, so Jay-tay took out his phone ... mmmuhhh ... & recorded."  My cum was already half way up the shaft on Allie's one-mile-an-hour handjob as she finished her story.  "T fucked me when he saw the video ... uuh ... don't stop."  Her palm reached my head as the penile orifice tensed & pulled back, it felt so wonderful.  "And Jaytay put the gun in that whiteboy's mouth ... uhh ...ahhh."  My vein pulsed the first jet of cum into the reservoir tip.  "Uhhh ... and told him to look right into the camera ... oh fuck yes, yess"  My second spurt nearly split the overextended rubber it shot out so hard.  "And ... UH ... FUCK ! ...  He blew that whiteboy's fucking head off" !!!  "Ahhhhh uuhhh" she quivered.  I was bucking, fucking her still hand with my hips, forcing that shaft back & forth between her clenched fingers, riding her  orgasm wave into my own.  It kept going for her and for me.  I licked her all the way through it - I can't remember when I stopped.  The afterglow was about ten minutes of the best silence I've ever experienced.  We embraced like true lovers. 

Then the tiredness came upon us & I contentedly drifted off to the sound of her whimpers.