Mandi - Introduction

 

Mandi: Hello!

My name is Mandi Velvet and I am a 24 year old Pilipino prostitute. Oh yes and I am very proud of what I do too! I have been working since I was 19 and love what I do but I have always had the feeling that I could be doing better! I am rather petite and have been called the ‘Pint Sized Prostitute’. I may be petite but I have a very ample chest and my clients seem to enjoy my large boobs!

I was never a street whore; I would always find my clients through escort agencies and usually my clients were wealthy men. I love to be pampered in private jets and by penthouse pools. I am arm candy for the rich and a fuck toy for the wealthy. It has certainly been a fun ride; I have been jetted off from one country to another, shopped at all the finest, expensive stores and gone to some of the most luxurious parties. Men always seemed to enjoy having me on their arm and later, in their bed.

Sure, I never spent a great deal of time with one client before they hired another high class call girl but that is the job. I’m not finding a partner; I’m fucked for cash so I bounce between clients regularly.

My life has been amazing; I have never had any complaints and couldn’t have wished for more. However, recently I realised there was more I could have been having!

It started when a client who wanted to watch some porn to get back in the mood to put me to use again. We lay in the huge bed and he flicked through his collection and we watched a breeding movie. Some pale skinned, dark haired slut was gangbanged by a bunch of big black guys and the premise was they were going to breed her! That’s right; these men were going to pump a baby into this porn star’s belly!

It was very arousing to watch with my client and as I sucked his cock, I kept one eye on the large screen watching. At some point I popped his cock from my lips and said “You know, they aren’t really going to impregnate her right? It’s all like a fantasy right?” I have seen ‘breeding’ porn before; some porn star gets fucked and jump cut to her pushing a stroller with a doll in it. My client placed his hand on the top of my head and pushed me back down onto his cock with a laugh “Just watch!”

After the dark-haired pornstar took multiple creampies I waited for the jump cut to her with a stroller. There was a jump cut but no stroller! Instead, she posed proudly for the camera with a very large baby bump. She was fully nude and the camera really showed off her bump. She even had a Baby tally tattoo’d on her belly! I was convinced that belly had to be fake, it just had to be but it looked so real! “See!” Laughed my client before grabbing my long hair and yanking me up so he could reposition me and drive his now hard again cock between my thighs….

Once I had free time and was between clients, I looked up some of these breeding videos because I just couldn’t get it out of my head. Was it real? Did this porn star really get knocked up by all those men?

I fell down a porn movie rabbit hole and searched for more of this pornstar’s work, I still couldn’t believe that it was real yet her belly tallies grew and I even found a video of her being bred by multiple dogs over a period of a week! I’ll admit, I watched that one multiple times.

I found an internet interview with this particular porn star where she was being very candid about her life, her sexuality and her breeding. I couldn’t believe it, all her breeding movies were real! She was actually knocked up and carried these random men’s children.

I dug further and found a couple more porn stars who published breeding movies. One was even bred by a Minotaur! This was it, this was what I was looking for and didn’t know it. I ached to be a breeding whore!

You guessed it, that first pornstar was Joey Aristocrat and the Minotaur breeder was Dee! I watched some of Wendy Aristocrat’s movies and Sally Petite’s!

I found the publisher’s contact details and made some enquiries and within a week or so, I was on a telephone call with Joey herself!

I found out she managed her own career as well as her sister’s, Dee’s (for the most part) and Sally’s. I had struck gold! I offered myself to her management and she informed me that creating pornographic media was very much what she’d be expecting from me. However, I was a prostitute not a porn star and had no portfolio of media to show her. Other than my Insta and model portfolio, I had no movies to show off, although, I was very eager to start a career in porn creation.

 We had an interesting conversation where we spoke about my background and my desire to breed, I found it something I was missing out on. She was very friendly and polite. She was so easy to talk to and I felt as if I had known her all my life but she was also very professional. I felt a sternness to her voice and she felt somewhat domineering. I could have listened to her for hours and honestly, she had the tone that would have made me do anything she wanted me to do. I felt the urge to not disappoint her and please her, it was weird but her voice sent pleasurable shivers down my spine as she spoke about what she does and what she expected from those she managed.

 She explained that, while she respected my chosen profession of prostitute as she too also prostituted herself regularly; her focus on management was very much in the creation of pornographic media with the focus on breeding material as well as managing the breeding program. While this did include prostitution, she was concerned that I had no experience in movies.

She also explained that she never had the intention to manage a breeding program and those under her wing were either friends or family, except for Sally, who was an exception. She was not looking to expand her responsibilities. She gave me the number for her agent and suggested giving him a call should I wish to put some movies under my belt as he would be able to manage that aspect better.

I will admit, I felt disappointed but I was grateful for her call. I thanked her for the time and she told me her call was a professional courtesy. While she didn’t want to expand her management she did want to encourage my desires.

I was a little disappointed for a few days and was considering calling the agent’s number to start a porn career at least. If I put a few movies out, maybe one or two breeding movies I may find another breeding program I could involve myself in. The conversation did encourage me but I will admit, any other breeding program would have felt like second best. So I decided to sit on the idea for a while.

 It seemed as if I wasn’t the only one thinking on my next steps for a while as before the week was out my phone rang with an unknown number. I assumed it was another direct client but as I answered the phone, I heard that soft, sultry, professional purr from the other end. It was Miss Aristocrat calling me back!

She told me she had been thinking about our last conversation for a few days and, although she had hoped she had encouraged me to push forward, she felt she could have done more. She didn’t want to have to manage a green-horn from the ground up but if I wanted to become a breeder, I had to prove myself!

I could do that! For sure! But how?

Joey informed me that, if I did prove myself, she would accept me into her breeding program however she would take somewhat of a back seat to my progression and allow me to manage myself while she steered me in certain directions, suggest certain work, breed certain clients and strongly suggested I enrol with her agent to help facilitate my own career. If I proved my intentions she would help steer me rather than manage me.

This was great! I could use her contacts and experience while still retaining my own independence for my own breeding and porn career! She would always be available for guidance and suggestions but ultimately, I was the driver of my own destiny. So I asked. “How do I prove myself?”

“There will be a private jet sat on the runway of your local air port, I will email you the flight details later..” she began to explain, “There will be a client and a cameraman on that jet. The client has agreed to help you create your first movie for, well.. let’s not get into that arrangement shall we?” She laughed lightly “Needless to say, you will perform with the client while the jet takes you to Las Vegas…” My eyes widened Vegas?! But before I could ask anything more she continued “There a car will pick you up and take you to a hotel, you will meet with my contact there and be put to work as a Vegas prostitute…” This was starting to sound very interesting but the kicker came very soon; “You will be hired out through my contact’s agency for the maximum of one month, where upon you will be flown back home.”

“Sounds simple enough, you want me to do a porno on a plane and work as a Vegas Prostitute for a month, luckily I don’t have a fear of flying huh?” I giggled but the phone line was silent, not even a giggle for a few second.

“When you land there will be two cars waiting, the first will take you home but the second will bring you to my villa.” I raised a brow wondering where this was going.

“While working in Vegas, if you have become pregnant you will get in the second car and join me at my villa, if you have not, you will enter the first car and that will be as far as our contact will progress.”

My jaw dropped and there was silence on the line for a few more seconds until; “Do you understand and accept the assignment?”

“Y.y..yes, I do!” I replied and the line went dead!

I received the flight details and the jet was due to leave a week from now, enough time for me to get any birth control out of my system! She had thought of everything!

Basically, I had to come back with a belly bump or.. not at all! Exciting! Way to throw me in at the deep end!

The day of the flight arrived and I eagerly hopped onto the private yet, eager to prove myself.

The client was a well built white guy, very wealthy and very eager to put me to work! Enjoy these pictures from the shoot but I think you will agree, I look amazing in the paws of such a strong man! He certainly knew how to handle me.

I will admit, I enjoyed my first movie more than I ever thought I would. Even more that I enjoyed prostitution! I knew this wasn’t just for my client; once published, multiple men would be enjoying my antics. However, I know what you are all thinking..

How did the movie end? Did it end with me getting off the plane? Or did it end some other way? Did I get into that second car? Did I succeed in my sexy mission?

Well, here is a snap shot of the ending of the movie to answer your questions. That’s right, that’s me, enjoying the sunshine, posing in the sunshine on the patio of a certain someone’s villa!

Baby tally tattoo and everything! Now, was the baby I carried the client’s from the plane or any one of the men that hired me during my month long working stay in Vegas? I have no idea!  Either way I was as proud as I could be to bare my first tally and show off my first bump!

Look out for more from me! I can’t wait to get stuck in to my new career as pornstar and breeder!

 

Luv Mandi

xxxx

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Dee - First Timer

 

Dee: Hi guys I am back and I want to let you know there will be a few stories and pictures of me coming out this month so prepare yourself for a ‘Dee Heavy November’!

You all saw my recent update and I’m just recovering before a big story lands but thought I’d tell you about a fun little encounter that happened a day or so before I got knocked up recently.

It was just another sunny evening on the streets and I was loitering around the alleys of the city looking for clients. I hadn’t been working for long and had a couple of blow jobs and hand jobs to get me started.

I was looking pretty tempting in my purple fishnet dress if I may say so myself and I had just re-emerged from behind a dumpster, wiping my lips, following my latest client back out onto the street. He wandered off and I still had the taste of his cum in my mouth as I licked my lips when I noticed some young looking guy across the street. He seemed pretty nervous and was pacing back and forth as he kept looking across the street at me.

I stepped closer to the curb and leant seductively against a lamp post. I flashed him a smile and he quickly turned away. I couldn’t help but laugh lightly to myself as I watched him from across the street.

Eventually, he crossed the street and started to walk towards me but stopped, thought more about it and turned nervously away. “You alright Sir?” I called out to him. He turned towards me and bit his lower lip nervously. “Um y..Yes m’am!” He replied.

I nodded him over and he started to walk towards me although he was still looking around nervously. I noticed he was about of collage age, at least 18 but I wasn’t entirely sure. He was well dressed in casual clothes and looked well kept. He seemed the typical rich collage kid. You know the kind, beer drinking collage bro but his nervousness didn’t match with those guys of that age.

“Are you ok?” I asked again as he came closer “you seem a little, lost?” He did seem lost on this side of town. The collage guys usually hung around the more affluent areas of the city; hanging around the bars and clubs, he did seem to stick out.

“I, I just wanted to, Oh maybe I should just go.” He stuttered and started to walk away. At this point I grew a little concerned for him; he would have been easy prey for some of the thugs and gangsters around here. So I pushed myself from leaning on the lamppost and stepped closer “It’s ok, tell me, why are you here? Don’t often see your type on this side of town.” I laughed lightly but hoped to reassure him.

He turned back around and his eyes widened as he looked over me as I was now stood only a couple of feet in front of him. He didn’t say a word as he slowly looked me up and down, jaw a gape and eyes wide. I couldn’t help but smile as I proudly stood before him, letting him drink in all I had to offer. Eventually he looked back up at my face and I tilted my head as if to say ‘like what you see?’ when he stuttered “Y..You’re a wh..whore right?”

I nodded and laughed slightly “Yes! I am! “ I proudly replied “Why? You looking for some pussy?” I laughed lightly again. However, he didn’t say anything and just looked even more nervous as he chewed the inside of his cheek. That’s when I paused and rose my brows “You are aren’t you?” He nodded slightly, I smirked “and let me guess, you have never hired the services of a street whore before have you?” he shook his head slowly. “Huh first timer huh? Let me ask you, are you a virgin?” He farrowed his brows and shook his head. I pulled down my sunglasses slightly and peered over the tops at him as I farrowed my brow “You sure?”

“No M’am, I have had sex before, honestly, I’m not a virgin” He smiled nervously. Despite his nervous disposition and after I watched him for a few moments more, I was pretty convinced he wasn’t lying and I smiled back at him as I backed myself towards the lamp post. I wanted to see if he would follow me back to the lamp post. It was only a few steps but if he did, it meant he was interested in continuing with me. He did! I casually leant on the post, still proudly showing off the purple clad, fish-netted merchandise. “Well at least you know where to put your cock.” I joked, hoping to ease his nervousness. It seemed to work as he chuckled and nodded “Yes m’am I sure do”

“So, what were you looking for, Blow job, hand job, full sex, anal, what?” I asked, nonchalantly offering my services as if they were on a menu in a restaurant. His eyes slowly wandered to focus on my upper, inner thighs and I flashed a smirk “I’m guessing, full sex right?”

He looked back up with a smile and silently nodded “Alright not a problem…” However before I could say anything else he blurted out “How much?!”. It seemed obvious he wanted to fuck a whore and knew the basics of hiring one but his confidence was lacking, so I forgave his brashness as nervousness rather than sexual aggression. Not that I minded sexual aggression of course but I was sure I was going to be the first street whore this guy would be with.

Again I laughed “Straight to it huh? No no I can respect that. For full sex, 50 bucks!” I answered.

“50 Bucks?!” He exclaimed, seemingly surprised

I giggled softly “Too expensive for a first timer huh?” I smirked

He shook his head quickly “No no, I was told to expect to pay something like 200. I’m just surprised.”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little louder “Let me guess, your ‘Bro Buddies’ told you 200 was the norm?” Again he nodded. “Your ‘bros’ are kinda right, most street girls will look for between 150 and 300 depending but I like to be a little cheaper. More work that way, know what I mean?” I winked with a sultry smile. “But a word of warning; when a whore gives you a price, never tell her what you were expecting eh. Accept it or leave it. Don’t negotiate, she knows how much she is worth so you’ll either insult her or let her know exactly how much is in your wallet, understand?” I smiled.

He grinned and nodded again “I get ya, so guess you are pretty popular then huh?” He seemed to be loosening up a little although still a little nervous. “I’m kept pretty busy.” I boasted “You should send your boys in my direction, could save themselves a few bucks.” I answered.

“So, like I pay you now or…?” He said looking around but I interrupted him as he reached for his wallet “Yeh but, I AM going have to see some ID; You look around 18, 19 but, gotta be sure, you know?”

He seemed to understand and he pulled out his wallet and opened it. He pulled out an ID card and handed it to me. It was a collage campus ID card. It was a Legal ID, bars accepted them so I will too. Sure enough, he was a college student, the picture of this grinning guy smiled at me from his laminated ID; a face full of potential and optimism. I done some quick mental math and he was indeed 18, albeit by a couple of months. “Hmm seems your birthday was only a couple of months ago, am I a birthday treat for yourself?” I giggled as I handed back his card. He smiled back “Something like that yeh!”

He thumbed through the bills in his wallet and I shuddered a little as I watched, shaking my head to myself. This guy was lucky he found me on this street; openly showing off his bills in the wallet could easily tempt a whore who relied on cash from hooking to survive to take advantage of him. I don’t need the cash to survive, as you all know; I just love the thrill of being a street whore paid to be fucked by strangers on a daily basis. Needless to say, it doesn’t make me popular among the ‘career prostitutes’ that’s for sure. The looks they give me when my wealthy husband picks me up in one of his super cars could peel paint!

He then franticly started thumbing through his wallet and opening up other parts of his wallet “Oh fuck!” He exclaimed.

“What’s up sweetie?” I asked with concern.

“I forgot condoms!” He looked at me with utter disappointment. I shook my head and laughed.

“Wow, it’s like you were meant to find me this evening isn’t it?” I smiled at him. He raised an eyebrow quizzically before I continued “Most of the other girls will insist on protection or make you pay more to go without but I, I never use them!” His jaw dropped and eyes widened; “You, you never use condoms?!”

I proudly shook my head “Nope! Unprotected only and feel free to cum inside me, no extra charge.”

He mouthed the words ‘holy fuck!’ and his smile grew as his hand grasping the 50 dollars shook slightly “I told ya, your friends have been fucking the wrong whores.” And I daintily pinched the bills from his fingers and tucked them into my jacket pocket with a smile.

“You ready for some fun then?” I winked as I took his hand and started to lead him into the alley behind us. “I….I..I…” he replied, unable to really say much of anything.

It was honestly kind of cute; I don’t often get to pop some guy’s whore-cherry. My clients are usually well versed with how this transaction works and know just how to treat a street whore but this was some-what adorable. I was going to enjoy breaking him in!

I led him down the alley, towards the dumpster I had just emerged from. I wasn’t worried about my own privacy; many of the more experienced clients would have fucked me right there, on the street, against the lamp post and I’m all for the exhibitionism, some like to take things out of reach of prying eyes. However, I didn’t think this guy was going to be too happy about being on full display so for his sake, I sought what little privacy we could find behind the dirty dumpster.

 I motioned for him to lean against the iron dumpster and I drew close with a seductive smile. I reached out and ran my hands lightly over his groin. I instantly felt the tell tale swelling of a testosterone filled college kid getting aroused. It doesn’t take much for these boys to get excited and it seemed like my presence and light touch was doing just the job. Although, I was surprised as this boy was packing!

I griped his girth through his pants and ran my hand up his clothed length. I looked up into his eyes and smiled “Hmm white boy is packing. Why did you come to me, which a dick this size, those college sluts must be all over you.” I cooed softly into his ear.

He flushed red and grinned awkwardly “I..I wanted to be with a black girl and.. I..I..”

“Say no more, I get that; white boy wanting black pussy, my husband is white and hung like a race horse!” I laughed..

“Y..you’re married?!” He gasped with surprise. I nodded softly as I started to slowly unzip his fly. “Uh hu but don’t you worry about that, It’s not like he’ll be upset, he’ll actually enjoy hearing about this encounter I’m sure.” I smirked and slid my hand into his pants, grabbing his rock solid white cock. I eased his pale snake from his pants and looked down at the member in my palm. “Jesus! Wasn’t expecting this from some rich college kid!” I exclaimed as I started stroking his cock, rolling his foreskin up and over his head and back down again. He gave me another nervous smile and it was then I knew I would have to take charge of this situation. He’d be more focused on his nerves if I let him drive the encounter.

I pulled his cock firmly and took him by the shoulder. I motioned for him to lay on the sidewalk and he did, perched up on his elbows he looked up at me and watched as I straddled him. His cock pointed perfectly vertical towards my tight black, rented pussy. His eyes wide as he looked up at me straddled above him. I let him drink in the view for a moment before lowered myself onto his lap.

My thighs were spread wide and his cock bounced lightly against my abdomen. I let him compare his cock length against my midrift, giving him a visual as to how deep he would be inside me. I flashed him a sultry smile and purred “Hm time to ride this white stallion!” I reached down and gently held his cock steady, pushing up I rose and positioned my pussy on the very tip of his crown. Again I gave him a moment to witness the sight of his dick tip, kissing my paid for folds before I started to slowly ease myself down onto him.

His eyes were locked on the scene before him. I let out a soft moan of delight as his crown started to part my lips and sink inside me. He watched my pierced lips stretch around his unprotected crown as it slowly vanished inside me. “Hmm I’m going to enjoy you!” I purred as I circled my hips slowly and ground my self down onto his length. I bounced lightly a few times, each time taking more of him inside me until I sat down perfectly on his lap. I felt his twitching dick deep in my belly, my muscles clamped around him.

He quickly glanced up at me and smiled. I returned the smile before I started to bounce on his pole. He soon locked his eyeline back on his pale cock sliding in and out of my dark, tight pussy. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of his vanishing dick. My lips sucked to his length, pushed in as I slid down and sucked out as I rose up. I was amused at the look on his face and playfully remarked “Fantastic view for 50 bucks right?” He looked up quickly and gave me a quick smile and a nod before relocking his eyes on my cock swallowing folds.

“Alright, let’s ride this stallion!” I growled. I lent further forward and planted one hand on my thigh, the other I reached out and grabbed a fistful of his well cut blond hair. I yanked his head forward and I started to pick up the pace.

I rode that college kid hard! Bounced hard and fast on his length, taking long, deep strokes on his shaft as I yanked on his hair. I moaned loudly and lewdly as his own grunts of pleasure started growing louder from his own lips. “Fuck yeh baby!” I moaned “That’s one nice dick you got, fuuuuu..” I threw my own head back as I fucked the new client, feeling his crown plunge deep inside me.

I ground my hips against him from time to time before returning to bouncing myself upon his eager cock. “Oh fuck.. oooh ..nnnngh!” He moaned, his voice quivering. I could feel his cock twitching inside me as I rode my fresh stallion. I was working on my own climax and was erotically encouraging him. However, I am a professional; whore, escort, cam girl, pornstar, breeder, fucking is what I do but as we all know, college kids are, well let’s say, a little less experienced and while I was enjoying this ride and working my way to my own climax, he was not lasting as long as I was going to.

His cock started to jump and twitch inside me and I knew this was a sign he was about to blast. My purpose here was to please the client. While I often did orgasm when I was working, it seemed this time I would only get so far. His pleasure was really all that mattered, if he was ever going to come back that is. So rather than slow down and try to get him to hold it in, I encouraged him further;

“Yeh cum for me, cum inside me baby, empty those swollen balls deep inside me!” I panted and purred in his ear as I yanked his head up closer by his hair.

He was now supporting himself with his palms flat on the pavement as I pulled him up, I was taking quick strokes on his cock and he started to grimace; “I’m. I’m gonna..!”

“I know, cum inside me, fill me up!” I purred. “Let your jizz flow inside this cheap whore!”

He pushed up further and just as his cock exploded inside me, I slammed my ass down on his lap. He let out a loud ground of pleasure as he watched my pussy swallow every last inch of his white cock the very second he came!

“Arrrghhhh !” he grunted as he watched his own cock throb and twitch inside my tight pierced pussy. His balls were tight and pumped his thick, sticky, virile spunk deep inside me and I lent forward with a soft, satisfied sigh “Hmm so much cum.” I purred seductively.

My new client shudder and shook as he shot every last drop of cum into my unprotected uterus. It sloshed and churned around inside me, my first cream pie of the evening and it was copious! I held him steadily by the hair as he continued to twitch and shudder. I sat relaxed on his lap, letting him squeeze of the last few drops into me.

Eventually he finished and started to slowly recover his breathing. I continued to remain relaxed on his lap, his cock still lightly twitching inside me, cum slowly dribbling out of me between the seal of cock and cunt. He slowly returned his gaze to look up at me and I smiled warmly back at him.

“How was that baby?” I whispered softly.

“A..A..Amazing!” This time his stutter wasn’t due to nervousness but rather breathlessness.

“Good!” I smiled back, reassuringly “Looks like you popped your whore cherry huh?”

I let go of his hair and leant back. I planted my palms against his thighs and shook out my long black hair as I sighed with delight. I kept his softening cock inside me a little longer, I was rather enjoying feeling him twitch inside my cum splattered cunt.

“C..Can I..I see you again?” He said, eventually, after catching his breath.

I looked down at him as I leant back against his thighs and smiled “If you want to.” I smiled and pushed myself to sit upright. I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out a couple of business cards.

“You might find me on the street, like you did today but that is hit and miss.” I started to explain to him as he hung on my every word. “Or you can call or message me on this number..” I said, handing him my card, “I will charge extra for appointments and home visits but you know I don’t like to charge too much right?” I said with a playful wink. “Also a bit more for parties and groups, so If your college buddies want some entertainment for their next frat party, just drop me a call.” I smirked as I handed him the card.

“I sure will!” He said with a grin as he gently took the card from me “and I am totally going to tell them about you, they really have been fucking the wrong whores!” He laughed as he toyed with the card in his fingers.

“Yeh you better!” I smirked. I then held out my second card “Now this card is for my husband’s new brothel and gentleman’s club..” He looked up at me with surprise and paused as he reached for the second card. “..It’s opening soon and I will be working there, if you and your pals fancy fucking me in the club, or any other girl there of course.” I laughed

He took the card and again smiled up at me. He looked down at both cards, he admired the image of me on my card for a moment before tucking them into his back pocket.

I slowly eased off his cock and stepped over him to give him a little space to tuck himself away. With a light drizzle of cum trickling down my chocolate inner thighs, he stood up and we walked to the entrance of the alley.

“You good to get back?” I asked him as I went back to leaning against my lamppost and he pulled a phone from his pocket. “Yeh, I’ll just call an Uber, no problem.”

I leant against the post, watching the street and we spoke for a bit longer. He asked about being married and a whore, I explained my husband was more than happy for me to sell myself and encouraged my fetish. He spoke about the stuck up girls at his college who seemed to be only interested in him because he came from a rich family and I reassured him he’ll find the right girl sooner or later.

We were still chatting when a huge black drug slinger strolled up to me “Yo! Dis cracker got ya?” he growled in his deep ghetto tone. I looked up at the thug with a smile and shook my head. “Aight! Got a nut sack of N***a jizz I needza empty! Still a fiddy hoe?” This time I gave him a nod. “Aight that I feel!” and he pulled out a stack of bills and peeled off a dirty 50 and tossed it at me. He gripped my shoulder and spun me to face the pole. Reaching to my hips he roughly pulled them up so I was now bent over, legs spread and holding the lamp post for support. He then turned his head to the college guy and scowled “Scram cracker, less yo wanna see da real N***a pound a whore!” He grinned, flashing full gold grille as he had, by now, reached into his baggy pants and freed a full 18 inch, pierced and tattooed black dick.

I turned my head slightly and gave the white guy a reassuring smile and wink before nodding softly and he started to walk up the street towards an Uber that had just rounded the corner. He looked back momentarily as the thug barked back at him “Yeh keep walkin’ cracker jack!” and began unceremoniously forcing that huge black cock up into me.

The Uber drove past me and my latest client with the white face of the college kid in the passenger window. I flashed him a quick smile as he would have seen the huge black thug with a huge fist full of my long black hair, the other hand around my throat slamming his muscular hips against my dark rounded ass.

Not going to lie, that huge black cock DID make me cum as he violently pumped me full of his seed but I was still thinking about my new friend, the shy college kid who just wanted some cheap black pussy. Can’t wait to meet his friends!