Date: Mon, 16 Feb 2009 13:58:50 -0800 (PST)
From: einreise@yahoo.com
Subject: Black Cock Warning - Part 6

Black Cock Warning -- Part 6 (Withdrawal)

    There I was, in the middle of Jake's living room, sucking black cock
and covered in cum. My face, my hair, my chest, my stomach, all covered and
dripping cum from all the black cocks I sucked that night. Jake comments,
"I told you this bitch is like a crack whore for black cock!" He was right!
I had gone to the depths of depravity in just one evening. I had been
fucked, slapped, spanked, humiliated and I sucked more cocks than I could
count, I had swallowed what seemed like a gallon of cum and my face and
body were covered in the cum of black men I didn't know. As I finished
sucking the last cock to be thrust in front of my face, I realized I was
really exhausted. My mouth was hurting from being stretched by big black
cock, my throat was sore and my knees were hurting from kneeling on the
hardwood floor for what seemed like hours. In reality, I had lost track of
time. I wasn't sure how much time had gone by since I first entered the
movie theatre, sometimes it seemed to have gone by fast, at others it
seemed like days.
    As I thought all this, I'm brought back to reality by the guy I'm
sucking starting to talk, "Oh, fuck, bitch. I'm cumming! Swallow that nut!"
He cums in my mouth and I swallow as ordered. It looks like it's going to
be the last cock for now, because as he pulls away from me, I can see I'm
the only one left in the middle of the room and almost everyone else is
gone. I'm left kneeling in the middle of the room dripping cum. Jake walks
up to me and grabs the back of my head. "You did good, bitch. You took care
of my friends, even though I had to slap you around a bit. I hope you
learned your lesson?" I look up at him meekly and answer, "Yes, sir." He
smiles, "Good. You can clean yourself up and go now. I got to get ready for
my other bitch coming over." I look at him a bit puzzled and he sais,
"Don't be getting jealous, bitch! I'm talking about my female bitch, not
another faggot. Clean yourself up! You look like a used crack whore, you
are one rank bitch!" I could only imagine what I looked like! I get up and
go to the bathroom.  When I turn on the lights and look in the mirror, I'm
shocked at the way I look! I was plastered in cum! I had never seen
something like it before! My hair was covered in cum and my face and chest
were glazed in it, with thick globs of it sticking to parts of my face! I
did look like a crack whore for black cum! I had degraded myself to such a
point that it shocked me to look! I got into the shower and cleaned all the
cum off my body. The hot water felt good after such a strenuous night. I
was exhausted and my stomach was full. I need to drink water or something
to get the cum and cock taste out of my mouth. I was impregnated in it.

    I get out of the shower and dry myself with a towel and proceed to the
living room where the only one left is Jake. "I'm finished", I said
meekly. "Good. Your clothes are over there. You can go now, bitch", he says
as he watches TV. I get dressed and try to leave quickly, making sure not
to make too much noise as I leave. As I close the door behind me, I have a
feeling of relief that I was allowed to leave finally! I was starting to
get worried that I would never get out! I hurried down the stairs, trying
to be quiet, and when I finally opened the front door and felt the air hit
my face, I had a sense of elation. I noticed that it was just barely
beginning to get light and I ran to my car as quickly as I could without
attracting too much attention. As I reach the car, I quickly check my
pockets for all my things, and I get a huge sense of relief when I realize
everything is there: wallet, keys, money! I get in the car and drive away
quickly.

All I wanted to do was get home! I would have to call work and call in
sick, because there was no way I could go to work after a night like that!
Everything was sore, including my ass. Even though I had sucked way more
than I had gotten fucked, I had taken some big cocks for the first time in
my life. As I drove, I could feel my ass was still stretched open from the
fucking I took. I realized that now that I was sitting down and had my ass
pressed against the seat, I had become very aware of my asshole. It still
throbbed from the black cocks that had opened it up and slid deep into
it. I could almost feel them sliding into my ass, as if it were happening
again, and it was very disconcerting. I got home, left a message at work
and went straight to bed! I fell into a deep sleep in seconds.

    I woke up the next day after having slept for almost the entire day and
as I looked around my room, everything that had happened the night before
seemed like a dream now. I was back in my own apartment, in my own life and
the experience with black cock was now in the past. I had tried it, had a
wild ride and now I felt lucky to have gotten out and to be back safe at
home. I decided that I wasn't going to try it again. I had gotten off lucky
and I had taken more cock in one night to last me a lifetime! I was going
back to my regular life for good!

    I soon discovered that as any good addict knows, just because you
decide to go clean, doesn't mean it's easy. As time went on and the days
and weeks passed, I realized that I was having dreams about black cock. I
would stay up all night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep and dreaming
to sucking on a big black cock and I could feel my asshole throb for a cock
to slide into it and satisfy my urges. I was having withdrawal symptoms! My
body wanted more black cock and it was driving me crazy! I kept dreaming of
black cock night after night, and I would have to jack off about twice a
night just to be able to get to sleep. Sometimes the withdrawal symptoms
would come to me during the day, when I was at work! I would be sitting in
my office chair and my asshole would start to throb uncontrollably. I could
feel it wanted to be fucked. Once this started, my mouth would start to
water and I would remember the feeling of having a big juicy black cock
sliding in and out of my mouth. It would drive me to distraction! The worst
part of it was that whenever I saw any of the black guys who work in my
office, I would imagine what their cocks looked like and I would fantasize
about sucking them off in the office. I found myself instinctively glancing
at their crotches, trying to check their packages out. This made me very
nervous because I thought that if I kept doing it, I would eventually be
caught by someone. Someone would notice that I was staring at the black
guys' crotches in the office and that would be the end for me! As time went
by, all I could think about was black cock! I dreamt about it, I fantasized
about it, I jacked off to the thought of it, I couldn't get it out ofmy
head! And my body didn't help either, because I would relive the sensations
of being penetrated by black cock in my mouth and in my ass! My nose could
smell the musk of black balls and I could remember the taste of cum in my
mouth. I had to do something because I was going nuts!

    And then one day it happened. I pick up the receiver of my office phone
to answer a call and a familiar voice says, "Bitch, I need you to come over
and entertain some business associates of mine." My face turned beet red
and my heart started pounding so hard I thought I would have a heart
attack! Luckily I was alone in my office and there was nobody around to see
my reaction. "You hear me, bitch? I need you to come over and help
entertain some people at my place, you understand, bitch?" Jake repeats
this last sentence in a louder and more annoyed voice. "Yea....Yes, I
understand," I stammer. "Come over this Friday at nine and be ready to make
me look good, bitch. I don't want none of your bullshit from last time, you
understand, bitch?"

"Yes, I understand. I'll be there. Please don't call me here any...."

"Bitch, I'll call you wherever I want to," he interrupts loudly and
aggressively. "Who the fuck you think you are, bitch? Remember you just a
two bit black cock whore, and you do what I say, understand?"

"Yes, yes, please don't yell, please," I respond pathetically, desperate
for him to stop yelling on the phone.

"You nothing but a faggot for black cock! Or did you already forget all
them dicks you took in your mouth and up your ass?"

"No, I didn't forget."

"I thought so! I didn't think you would forget the taste of my black dick
in your mouth!," he laughs as he says this. "Tell me you didn't forget the
taste of my dick in your mouth, bitch!" I hesitate. "I said tell me, or I'm
coming over there right now and making you tell me!"

"I didn't forget the taste of your dick in my mouth," I say as quietly as I
possibly can.

"Good, I now you been thinking about my dick, all bitches do! I better see
you on Friday, bitch!"

"Yes, sir."