1. Danielle and the Black Cock Factory


    Date: 7/10/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Ass to mouth, Group Sex, Interracial, Prostitution, Rape, Author: John Black, Source: sexstories.com

    My name is Danielle, and this is the story of how four years ago when I was 19 was drugged and raped over and over by sixty black men against my will one terrible fateful night that was repeated daily. It’s a story of being young, stupid, and naïve. Of not listening to caution and not adhering to the caring warnings of those around me. It’s also a story of how at 23 years old; I’m now the biggest black cock slut this side of the Mississippi River. I’ve always been a pretty girl, short at 5’5”, 123 pounds with long flowing strawberry blonde hair. My full lips dark blue eyes and long eyelashes as well as my alabaster white skin were great attributes to have, but my long legs and sizable breasts were always what got me noticed by the boys. I could never blame the boys for staring though, my breasts are 36DD’s and I always wore some type of short skirt to school showcasing my shapely legs. Because of those good looks, all through high school I was afforded many dates from many different boys. But by the time I was 19, I’d still only had sex with one boyfriend. His name was Barry. Barry and I were together for about fourteen months when I was 17 and 18, and we only had sex about four different times during that time. It was always nothing special or out of the ordinary. Basically missionary and it lasted each time about two to three minutes. So I guess you could say that by the time I was 19 I was still a sexual novice. Barry and I broke up when I had decided to skip college and ...
    stay in California to begin my modeling career, while he went east to attend Trenton. Little did I know what a mistake that my decisions to stay home would turn out to be. ******* It was about 1pm on a Saturday afternoon. I had a 1:30pm appointment to meet Mr. Richardson of BMA: Brothers Modeling Agency located in one of the more seedier parts of LA. This was to be my fifth different modeling interview and it was with the fifth different modeling agency. When I told my friends where this one was located, they all cautioned me about going. Even my own Mother was worried and told me that I shouldn’t go alone, that I should take one of my friends. Naively, I ignored them all. I thought to myself ‘I’m a big girl now’. Maybe I should have listened. My life would be a whole lot different if I had. After parking my car in a parking lot adjacent to a building with a sign on a corner door that read BMA, I walked to my destination. As I had in my previous four interviews, I wore a plain black business blouse and skirt combo that was both a little provocative, and a little conservative. It was perfect because it made me look both smart and sexy at the same time. I rounded the ensemble out with my sexiest black high heels. I was carrying a small black attaché case that had a portfolio full of different posed pictures of myself, along with a few different bathing suits if they had decided to have me change. When I opened the outside door to the building, there was a long staircase inside ...
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