Date: Thu, 29 Jan 2015 02:41:51 +0000 (UTC) From: Bud Buddy <suckbuddy420420@yahoo.com> Subject: Learning to Worship Black Dick Part 5 This story contains graphic sexual scenes between men and a male under 18. Ifmaterial of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. And don't forget to donate to Nifty. Help keep these stories free and available! Support Nifty Note to readers: Hey guys, thanks so much for all the awesome nasty e-mails and pictures. I'm a huge fan of cum shots especially if it's the cum you shot reading my story. I'm glad so many of you like the direction the story is going. I've got a lot of fun planned for our little slut...stay tuned. Feel free to e-mail me your thoughts, ideas and horny tales of your own adventures worshiping the black man at: suckbuddy420420@yahoo.com Sorry, but if you're under 18 I won't be writing back and your e-mail will be deleted. Special note to black readers: i'm loving all the pictures of your superior black dicks, Sirs. I don't care about the shape, size or age of the black men I worship, I'm an equal opportunity white whore. If you wish, let me know what you like to have a bitch like me or the boy do for you and I'll work it in. Learning to Worship Black Dick Part 5 By: suckbuddy420 Deon led me down the hallway past all the room doors to his room at the end. The room was small, a queen sized bed and a desk, a bathroom and a closet. There was a blond whore with smeared make-up getting fucked and knocked around by three black guys on the TV. Deon shut the door closed it behind us, let go of my neck and sat on the bed opening his 40 of beer. "Get them clothes off now boy." He said looking me over. I set my bag down on the table and started to take off my clothes fast. "Naw, naw, slow down, baby." He said "Strip for me. Take them clothes off real slow and sexy. You wanna make a nigga crazy to fuck you, boy. Flirt with yo man, baby." I wasn't sure what he meant, but I tried. I hooked my thumb in the waistband of my shorts and turning my back to him, I started to pull the shorts down, looking back at him an licking my lips. "That's right, bitch." He said chuckling, "You a real ho now, you gotta act like one. Bend over and show me that hot little ass of yours, kid. Yeah, slide them shorts down and show yo man that fine-ass, new, littleboy pussy." I bent over slowly while taking my shorts off. I arched my back and reached back and spread my asscheeks like he told me. "Like this, Sir?" I asked. I felt so dirty showing off my pussy like this to a big, black trucker in a motel room, the sound of a woman getting gangbanged on the TV and the sound of trucks pulling in and out of the lot in the background. "Yeah, baby. That's good. Finger that pretty little white boy pussy for Deon." I did what he asked and slid a couple of my fingers in my greased up pussy, looking back at him as he sat there a few feet away on the bed smoking and drinking from the bottle. He was such a sexy man. "Mmm...that's nice baby. That nigga in the park really opened that shit up for you didn't he boy?" "Yes, Deon Sir, he did. He fucked me for a long time while I sucked men's cocks through the hole." I stuck another finger inside myself. "Stand up, boy and take yo shirt off." I turned around and faced him again and slowly stripped off my tank top. "Yeah, you a fast learner, boy. Strip for yo man." I pulled it up over my swollen and red little titties and ran my fingers over them a few times, pulling on them lightly and moaning as I looked at Deon. He was so beautiful and strong that I wanted to cover him with kisses. "You look like you falling in love, bitch." Deon chuckled as he set down the bottle and stood up keeping his eyes locked on mine. "Don't go falling in love with a brotha, boy." He got real close to me and ran his hands up the side of my naked body and took over twisting my nipples as I pulled the tank over my head and tossed it aside. He was very gentle with me and leaned down to kiss me. His thick lips touched mine and one of his hands left my tit and roamed around to grab my ass as he pulled me closer and ran his tongue over my lips. "I'm not in love with you, whore, just gonna use you for a couple of hours and then be done with ya. You better get used to that." "Yes Sir. I just like everything about you is all." I said as I reached out and grabbed onto his dick bulging through his jeans. "But mostly that good black dick?" "Yes Sir." I said and started to undo his thick black leather belt. I dropped to my knees in front of him and as I started to undo the buttons on his jeans. He took the leather belt and smacked in lightly against my face. I smiled up at him and moaned. "You like the way that leather feels against your whiteboy face, don't you?" "Yes Sir, and like the way it smells." I said and rubbed my face against the rough underside of the the strip of leather in his hand as I reached in and pulled his thick, perfect 8 1/2 inches of pulsing black meat out. I wrapped my hands around it pulled the skin back on his dark, uncut dick. I slurped up the juice dripping out of the slit and then worked my tongue into the folds to lick up the cheese that was thickest around the ridge. "Sweet little whiteboy whore. Lick up all that dick cheese, bitch." He said as he pulled his thick belt out of his jeans with one hand and stood there above me looking down at me holding the buckle in his big black fist letting it hang beside my head as I sucked, rubbing against my face and neck.. "Take my pants off." He said and I pulled them down over his big muscle ass, feeling the smooth, taut, black skin of his massive thighs against my knuckles at the same time as his fat, slobbering cockhead entered my sucking throat. He stepped out of his pants and grabbed a handful of my hair his hand and started force my head deeper onto his thick cock. "That big dick looks good stretching out your little boy lips, baby." He said and I looked up at him so tall above me, a Newport stuck in the corner of his mouth. He lifted the belt and let it run down my back and then swung it so it slapped against my ass a couple of times lightly. "Poke that ass out a little, bitch." he said and I arched my back lifting my pussy up. "You got a fuckable cunt on you, kid." He said twisted the belt so that the edge of it ran into the crack of my ass and rubbed it up and down over my boy pussy. I could feel the loose skin of his hard cock moving under my lips as I took the last inch of him into my throat. He held me down on it and lifted the belt to smack my ass a little harder with the thick strip of leather. I jumped this time when the belt met my ass with a smack. "Oh hell yeah." He said and pulled on my hair to lift my head and pull me slowly all the way off of his amazing cock. It hung, black and shiny-wet, in front of me. It tried to get it back in my mouth but he laughed and pulled me to the side shoving my face down into his nut sac. "Lick them bull-balls for me baby." He hit me again with the belt and I groaned with pleasure into his kinky pubic hair sniffing the moist, sweaty odor from his crotch and licking his balls. "Tell me about his nigga in the park, slut." He said. "He was just out of Prison. He tied my hands behind my back and put me on a leash like a puppy and he pissed up in my pussy after he fucked it with his really big dick" I said my lips brushing against his big hanging nutsac and took one them into my wet mouth. "A brother just out the joint and ran into a ripe little white boy like you in a park. Lucky bastard." He hit me again with the belt harder. He laughed stroking my hair with one hand. "You like that belt on yo ass, bitch?" "Yes Sir. It hurts, but in a good way." I said taking one ball out of my mouth and wrapping my lips around the other. "I'm glad you like it, kid, cause I like feeling yo throat jumping around my dick when I hit you. I like to beat an ass red before I fuck it. A lot of mens might want to get out they aggression on you and that's what you were born for, to take it for `em and love it." He said lifting the belt and again and hitting me even harder with it. It stung and I cried out. "And you got a nice plump ass, kid, looks like it can take a pretty good beating. Get yo mouth back around that dick and take yo beating like a man boy." I swallowed his dick as he reached behind him and grabbed the forty from the table by the bed and took a swig then swung the belt in a wide arch above his head and whipped it down onto my right ass cheek with a resounding smack. My throat opened to cry out but instead of sound coming out, the rest of his now super hard cock went in to the root. He doubled the belt up and took a step back. "Bend yo ass forward so I can really beat that pussy up." He growled and I leaned forward to keep his big prick in my throat, supporting myself with my hands on his huge thighs which made my ass stick out even more. He brought the belt down on me, alternating cheeks every time I pulled up on his cock making me lunge forward, skewering me onto him. "Swallow that whole dick down and hold the motherfucker in yo throat, cunt." He said and using the hand that held the beer in it, he held my head in place while he continued to beat my ass. I held my breath, my throat spasming around his shaft every time he brought the belt down. This went on for over ten minutes. My ass was raging on fire, every swat was harder than the last. He would let me up for a second to breath and them rammed it home again. He was grunting with the effort of swinging the belt over and over, but seemed to have unending strength, never letting up. "I wish you didn't need to breath, white boy." he said, let me up and then held me back down. Over and over he did that each time waiting until I involuntarily beat on his thighs with my little fists and my eyes rolled back in my head to let me halfway up so I could exhale and take half a breath. The wide leather belt had my body jerking and my ass was on fire. "Spread them cheeks, bitch." He ordered and with his raging cock impaled in my throat, I took my hands off of his thighs and reached behind me to pull my cheeks apart and expose my pussy. There was a knock on the door. "Come on in." Deon said casually and brought the belt down hard on my open hole. Holy fuck, a charge pulsed through me when he did that. My ass was on fire and it was hungry for black dick. "Oh, you really liked that didn't you?" He asked and swung hard for my pussy lips again, hitting his mark and making me cum in the process as someone entered the room. My cum shot out and some of it must have hit Deon's leg cause he ripped his cock out of my throat so fast I thought he had turned me inside out then slapped my face with a resounding and stinging smack. "Bitch just shot his fucking load without permission." Then he laughed as he stepped away from me. "What kinda operation you runnin here Joe?" I fell forward when he stepped back having lost his thighs for support and tried to catch my breath, spit and snot running from my mouth and nose and tears streaming down my face. "He'll learn." I heard Joe chuckle as he stepped behind me and I felt his hand on my raw asscheeks. "You reddened him up real good, D. How'd he take it?" He smacked my ass hard a couple before reaching through my thighs and grabbing onto my balls and pulling the sac back so far towards him that I thought he was going to rip them off. I kept my mouth shut though and took it in hopes that Joe would see that I was trying to be a good whore. With his other hand he slapped my little boy nuts "Any more bitch juice comes outta that clit of yours without permission and I will ban you from the fucking property, you stupid little cunt. You don't cum until the MAN says you can You got that boy slut?" "Yes Sir, Joe Sir!" I called out in pain. He held my balls, squeezing them tight for a moment and then let them go, hawked some spit onto my upraised pussy lips and shoved two of his finger into my still stinging pussy lips. "Not too bad for his first ass beating, took a good solid ten minutes, choked nice on my big black dick too, just like I like it, but then he had to go and shoot his little whiteboy cum on my leg." He lifted my head by the hair and slapped me again then looked sternly into my eyes. "Get your faggot tongue down there and clean up your mess you dumb cunt." I dropped my face to his knee and started to lick the cum up working my way down to his large, suddenly very sexy feet. "Hey D, you know this fucker here, Jarvis, drives for Hunt?" Joe asked. "Yeah, I know Jarvis. How's it goin' cuz?" I heard Deon say as I started to lick between his toes. "Good brotha, good." I heard a deep voice say. "Jarvis has to hit the road pretty quick and was hoping he could slide in here and get a quick blowjob from the whore. You up for sharing?" Joe asked. "Hell yeah, I was done with his mouth for now anyway, getting ready to pound some a that sweet little snatch." Deon sat back on the bed and lit a smoke. I looked up at him as he lifted his big foot up. "Lick the bottom of my foot too, bitch." He said to me. "Yes Sir." I started to lick the pads of his sweaty foot. Joe pushed another finger into my pussy. "Keep up the good work, boy." Joe leaned forward and growled into my ear then pulled his three rough, thick fingers out of me and smacked my tender ass really hard twice. "Have fun boys." He said and left, leaving a trail of his pungent cigar smoke in the air. "How you wanna work this?" Jarvis asked Deon. "Depends bro. You wanna fuck the whore's throat standing up, or do you want lay back and let a bitch blow you?" Deon responded then smacked me lightly across my face. "Get up, kid. Take a break and have a smoke while the men discuss what's up." "Thank you Sir." I said and stood shakily rubbing my ass as I stepped over to the table and unzipped my little saddlebag and took out a smoke and lit it. I looked over and got my first look at Jarvis other than his boots, expecting a big man from his voice, but he was young and shorter, about 5'7 or so, wiry and thin. I offered one to Jarvis. "Sir?" He looked at me with a cocky grin. "Sure fag." He said and I was struck again by such a deep voice coming from such a young guy. I took the smoke out of my mouth and placed it in his, then I lit another one for myself and reached back in the bag to pull out the bottle of poppers and set them on the table. Both men noticed and laughed together. "Bitch came prepared!" Jarvis laughed taking off his clothes. "I think I'll lay back and let the little whore blow me." He said to Deon who stood and grabbed the bottle off the table while Jarvis kicked his jeans aside eagerly and lay down on the bed, stroking his nice looking cock. "What else you got in that bag, boy?" Deon said taking the smoke from my mouth and putting it out. "Break's over. Here, take a sniff of this and get to sucking that nigga dick." He handed me the bottle and I shook it a few times and opened it sniffing deep into each nostril in turn and handed it back to him. I looked over at Jarvis. His cock was hard now and he lay back shaking it at me. It was about 7 1/2 inches and hard as a rock, uncut with a downward curve. I never took my eyes off of it as I crawled onto the bed and started to sniff his nutsac. "Oh fuck, yeah. That's a good whore." Jarvis said and lifted his legs up to give me more access and smacking his hardened dick against my smooth cheeks. "Shit." I heard Joe say as I worked my nose deeper towards Jarvis's ass crack, the sweaty, musky scent of him pulling me down to his dark crevice. "Boy's got a fuckin' pharmacy in here, weed and it looks like ludes." "Yes Sir, they're ludes, Deon Sir." I said into the delicious space just below the skinny trucker's tight black balls and his asshole. Jarvis grabbed onto the back of his thighs and lifted his legs up to his chest. "Lick my black ass, bitch." Javis demanded, "Get yo fucking slut tongue in there deep and eat the fuck out my butt." I started to use my lips and tongue to service his hole like he asked. I dug in like a hungry dog into his food bowl. I licked and slurped and moaned into his ass. "Yeah, make out with that asshole, baby." I pulled apart his asscheeks and dug in deeper with my tongue. "Boy's got a hot little tongue, don't he? He got a taste of my black ass last night and went fucking crazy." Deon said and I heard the click of the lighter and the sound of him hitting the weed pipe. "Why don't ya flip the little ass eater over and sit on his face while I fuck that pussy? Then when you ready he'll already be on his back so you can fuck that baby throat and we can spit roast the whore good." "Sound good bro." Jarvis replied, grabbed me by the hair and pulled me off his butt, a string of spit hung still connecting my mouth to his tight, black manhole. I felt Deon's hands on my hips and Jarvis sat up and took hold of my shoulders and they flipped me over so I was on my back. Jarvis sat down again on his knees above me and settled his ass onto my face. I went back to eating and he reached forward, hooked his hands under my knees and pulled them back exposing my pussy. "There ya go D." Jarvis laughed, grinding his ass down onto my sucking, licking mouth. "They's yo 11 year old white boy target." The both laughed. It felt so hot be be pinned down by a black man's butt on my face with him exposing my horny cunt to another black man to fuck it. I moaned into Jarvis's hole. "That feels good kid keep vibratin' yo lips like that." Jarvis said and pulled my knees up higher so that my body was hinged at the neck and my pussy was stretched wide open pointing straight up. He spit on my whole a few times and blew on it, but didn't lick it or anything. I moaned every time he spit on in it. "Bitch tongue gonna feel even better hummin in my ass when you fuck his pussy with that thick mothafucka' you hangin' with D." He dropped my ass down a few inches and I felt a sudden smack right on my pussy lips. It was Deon's super fat, 8 inch, uncut black dick. I moaned again into the dark, tasty, trucker butt. "I shoulda' fucked the little bitch last night. Coulda' got that fucking cherry, but hey maybe it was for the best, I like my pussy a little loose and sounds like the bitch got popped open by a big, mean nigga and that's all that really matter." He slapped my hole one more time, his cock rock hard now on my tiny, slick, red and beaten little hole, took my feet away from Jarvis's grip and threw my legs over his shoulders, then slipped the head inside. "The big nigga the one that marked up the bitch?" Jarvis asked running his fingers over the bite marks and hickeys all over my chest then found my nipples and started to squeeze them hard with his rough, bony fingers. When he did that it made me moan and made my ass muscles clench "Oh. That's some good white pussy right there." Deon said pushing forward, stretching my lips to the limit. "You making that cunt snap and crackle on my big black dick, brotha." He said and they both chuckled as Jarvis twisted harder on my bruised and puffy tits. The big ex-con in the park had stretched my cunt out in every direction, but his cock was only as thick as Deon's at the very root. Deon's huge fucker was that thick all the way down and even thicker in the middle I realized as he reached the halfway point and had to push harder to keep his forward thrust. He had fucked it into my throat last night at the rest area, but I was used to taking cocks in my throat. I moaned and chewed at Jarvis' hole, my tongue shoved as deep as I could, and could feel the downward pointing end of his hard cock tapping on my chest, drooling on my chest. I wanted another cock inside of me. Jarvis must have been feeling the same thing cause he began to slide his ass back right then, my tongue slimed across his taint, the underside of his balls and then I started to slurp all over his hard, black dick as it slid up my face from bottom of the shaft to the drooling, uncut tip. "Baby, I wish I had more time so I could get you for a couple hours myself, cause you using that whore tongue better than any bitch I've ever met." Jarvis said as the head of his cock slid between my sloppy wet lips and with one vicious thrust he rammed it all the way into me. I clenched in surprise from the sudden deep throat fuck. Deon pushed the last inches of his cock into me at the same time and they both held there. My young body was full of black dick from both sides for the first time. I loved it. I knew I was serving my purpose in life, allowing both of my holes to be used for the pleasure of the black man. I only wish I had more to hole to give to them. I gave myself over to them as they both pulled out and then shoved back in their amazing black dicks, I couldn't move much anyway and they seemed to like having complete control over my holes, so I held still and let them fuck their way. Jarvis pulled out fast and pumped back in just as fast, jackrabbit fucking my young, deep throat and slapping and twisting skin all over my body as he did it. He seemed to enjoy hurting me. I was starting to think a lot of men were going to. Deon took his time, sliding his fat meat into and out of my slick, and only twice before fucked pussy. I thought back to what the man in the park had told me before he fucked me like a dog in the park toilet about how I should worship the black dick. So I tried to pray to these two black men while each of them pound away at me however they needed too. I lifted my hands up and took one of each of their nipples in between my fingers. I lightly twisted and played with them, my feet in the air and my head tilted back as I took it like a whore's supposed to take it, trying to give them each as much pleasure as I could. "This boy workin' hard to please the black dick. Squeeze yo man's nipple, boy." Deon said as I flexed and release the muscles in my pussy around his manly, deep, slow fucking meat. "Damn Jar, you gonna punch a hole in the little ho's throat ramming so hard!" Deon laughed. I was also thinking he was going to punch a hole in the back of my neck, his downward pointing head kept hitting the same spot over and over like a jackhammer. "Bitch like this could use another hole to take dick in." Jarvis chuckled, breathing hard, his sweat dripping down on my prone body. Jarvis was pounding away at my head and had slapped my hand away from his tit so he could reach down and wrap his hands around my neck. I used that hand to reach up and grab onto one of Deon's huge fucking biceps. He flexed it for me and dropped one of his big hands down onto the center of my chest, sawing away faster now at my horny pussy. I ran my had down from his bicep to his hand and back up, tracing the lines of his sinewy muscles lightly. I was loving the contrast between the way the two men were fucking me. Jarvis was uncontrolled and wild while Deon was steady and focused. It was so hard for me not to cum but I managed somehow. Jarvis reached down with his strong, bony hands and grabbed both sides of my head, he tilted it back violently and started to fuck even harder. I could barely find a chance to breath at all. He was making all kinds of weird sounds and sooner than I expected he started to shoot off his cumload into my throat. He didn't ram it deep and hold it there while he shot like most men had in my experience. He kept fucking hard and even after he pushed most of his precious black juice with his raging hard spasming cock and the rest was slopping and foaming out of my stretched lips and running down my face, he kept fucking. "Gonna shoot another." Jarvis said and squeezed my neck harder. "Love me some sloppy-wet fucking throat." They both laughed and it wasn't long before he started to shoot again, fucking away like a super athlete. He finally slowed down and pulled his slightly softening cock out of my mouth. A big burp came out of me after he did and it brought with it most of his two big loads back into my mouth. I swished it around an then looking up at Deon who I could see now that Jarvis had climbed off of my face and climbed off the bed. I opened my mouth so he could see the loads. Deon smiled back down at me, took his hand off of where it had been pressing hard on my chest and started to scrape the cum and spit on my face into my wide open mouth. "Having fun kid?" he asked, looking into my eyes and leaning his strong body closer to me, folding my body in half in the process. "Um hum." I nodded. "Oh, it's feels so good, Deon." I moaned as his dick rubbed directly against the "clitty" inside of me, as the man in the park had called it. I heard the door shut and realized that Jarvis had left. It was just me and Deon now. He reached over and grabbed the poppers from the nearby table and fed me a couple of deep hits, then as the drug went to work on me and I started to thrust back against him, he took a few deep hits too. He looked at me for a moment with a little glint in his eye and then he leaned down closer and his lips met mine. His big hand roamed over my body while we kissed passionately and our fucking was more urgent now, but somehow less violent. We were connected at both ends. His thick lips sucked at mine and his man's tongue fucked my mouth while his rode my pussy, his muscular thighs slapping against my still stinging asscheeks. I almost came again and finding some muscle deep inside of me, I squeezed it off. I didn't want Joe to hear I had disobeyed him and get mad. I realized that Deon was now making love to me. I had just thought that black men wanted to fuck their cocks into me and use me hard, but right then I got it. All of their needs meant all of them. I'm sure what my teacher in the park said was true, they would all leave eventually, but now I knew that that didn't mean they wouldn't love me sometimes, for a moment, cause they needed that too. Deon's hands told me that in the way they touched me. We swayed against each other for a while, my little white hands running through his thick, short afro and his big, strong, black hands sliding all over my body, Deon broke the kiss and grinned down at me, breathing hard and tensing his body. I felt him pulse in side of me but he held still and I didn't feel any cum shooting. He slowly withdrew his cock all the way out of me with a loud slurp followed closely by a wet pussy fart. He backed off of the bed, stood and stepped away from me. I was suddenly empty and alone on the bed. I looked over at him and he was standing there next to the table. "Deon, Sir?" I asked and he held up one finger to silence me. I looked at his amazing body, so tense and thick, sweaty and muscular, his hard, fat cock pulsed and stood straight out. He started to breathe more normally and then looked over at me with a grin. "That was close kid, almost shot my load in your your sweet little, loose snatch. I still got more time, though. I aint done with you yet." He grabbed a Newport from his pack and lit it. He looked me up and down as I lay there splayed out on the bed. My fingers had found their way into my cunt and I was squishing them around in there, loving that wide open feeling that I was learning to crave. I could still feel the bite marks on my neck and all over my upper torso throbbing and aching a little. There were new, fresher marks where Jarvis had twisted my skin while he fucked my throat. I ran my hand over them and moaned in pleasure, squirming on the bed. "You really can't get enough can you?" He asked and I knew the question didn't need an answer, so instead rolled over and dropping one hand down off the bed to support myself, I stretched out my neck and licked the tip of his hard cock. "Yum." I said looking up at him. "You like the taste of yo slut cunt on my dick, boy?" He asked and turned slightly towards me so I could get at it better. It was still hard but not throbbing like before and I sucked it slowly deeper and deeper to get all the pussy slime off of it. It tasted like I felt, wet and nasty and good. "I love a hungry bitch that likes to suck dick straight from they own pussy." "MMMmmm" I moaned around him. There was another knock on the door. "Yeah, come on in." Deon said casually. "Hey D, we gonna get some grub?" I heard a raspy, older voice say, then I heard a raspy laugh. "Oh shit, looks like you busy bein' grubbed on!" "Hey Marvin. Come on in and shut the door." Then he stepped away from me again and I nearly fell trying to keep his dick in my mouth. "Found you a hungry little ho. Huh?" The raspy voiced man asked and I looked up at him. He was a thick fireplug of a black man, older, maybe late fifties, grey hair covered his chin and upper lip in a goatee. He had a wide flat face and squinty eyes and wore a trucker cap low over them. I zeroed in on his crotch and saw his thick, rough, trucker hands fondling something big. "Get on yo knees, cunt." Deon said with a chuckle and reached forward giving my exposed ass a hard swat. I scrambled onto the floor and looked up at the big black men, arched my back and stuck out my tongue panting like a puppy dog whore. ...To be continued.