Amanda

I met Amanda online several years ago. She’s a big girl… about five-foot ten inches and a little plump. I had placed an ad on Craigslist offering to provide long periods of oral service for anon women. I offered to do it at a place called Redbug Slough. I received a text from Amanda later that day.

“You know, LOL, Redbug is fairly active for people into dogging.”

I responded by asking, “Are you into dogging?”

She told me she was and asked me if I liked cream pies. I answered affirmatively… Yes Ma’am!”

“How about me getting a little gangbang action and you clean it up?” Her question made the little hairs on the back of my neck quiver. I met her there just before sundown.

She came walking out of the woods, grinning. She was wearing a light blue sun dress and looked just like her picture. I got out of my car and waved at her. She pointed at a red conversion van. I locked my car and got into her van. She climbed in behind me. Pushing my ass forward, she told me to get on the bed in the back. I moved a curtain aside and saw a small bed, refrigerator and a television. I crawled into the back and stretched out, face up, on the bed.

She crawled over me, hiked her skirt, and showed me the gooiest mess I’d ever seen. “Lick it clean you fucking faggot pig,” she hissed as she lowered her pussy onto my face.

It took me about a half-hour to eat all of the cum. Then she instructed me to clamp my mouth over her pee-hole, “And don’t you dare spill a drop,” she whispered as the piss started flowing.

When she finished, she rolled onto her side, got face to face and spit into my right eye. “They’re still more men out there,” want some desert?

I hung my head and sheepishly answered with a wimpy “yes.”

Anyhow… that was my first date with Amanda. I’ve eaten hundreds of her cream pies since then.

But today… it was raining… today… she informed me that because of the weather, things would have to be a little different.

I met her in a Wmart parking lot and got into her van. While we drove, she told me a group of her favorites had arranged to meet her in the woods, but because of the rain they asked if it would be OK to party with them inside. She gave me a questioning look. I shrugged my shoulders and said it would be all right.

We drove up to an old two-story wooden house. We walked up to the front door and rang the bell. A loud voice answered, “I’m in the shower, put your friend in one of the bedrooms to the right and then you can make yourself comfortable in the living room. People should start showing up in a few minutes.

Amanda and I found an open bedroom door and we entered, “Get on the bed and wait,” she barked.

About five minutes later an old, but muscular, black man entered the bedroom, alone. He was buck naked. He introduced himself as Jake.

“Where’s Amanda?” I asked… a bit nervously.

“She had to go but said you would take care of us.” He grinned, showing some missing teeth, and added, “Get naked.”

“No, I didn’t agree…”

He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. “You are going to do what I tell you to do… boi!” He pulled my head down to his cock. “Suck it,”

Just then… about a dozen more old black men entered the room. They were all nude. I felt their hands pulling off my pants and underwear. I felt a cock pushing at my anus. It pushed harder, forcing the head inside my asshole. I groaned in pain.

When I opened my mouth to groan, Jake pushed his cock into my mouth. He started face fucking me immediately.

Somewhere in those first few minutes I slipped into a form of delirium. It was one cock after another: either Cuming, pissing, or fucking my ass for the next two hours.

And then it was over, and Amanda was driving me home. “You set me up, Amanda!” She looked at me and grinned, “Yes and they want to do it again in a couple of weeks, how about it faggot? She asked.

I hung my head and answered, oh god, yes