Rachel's further adventures, and now there is Sally

I thought about being a slut for black men. No one ever paid any attention to me; no one asked me for a date or showed any interest. I know it is partly my fault, a low self-image and I didn’t even attempt to dress in the latest cool fashion. Besides Leroy, who was much older, Paul and Marvin saw something in me. Sure, they saw sex and maybe they thought I would be “easy”. I guess they were right, but I had no regrets.

But I had no one to talk to, to express my feelings. I had a friend in school, a new student in the area, Sally. Sally was slightly taller, long hair and chubby, like me. She was cute, in my eyes at least and felt awkward too. We met in the library, as if we were two magnets, meant to connect.

I needed a real girl-talk-friend, and I decided to tell Sally about the black boys. What was the worst that could happen, she would be disgusted and we would not be friends any longer.

The was still a stigma being seen romantically with a black man (or men!). I think that was why the black/white porn magazines were made – forbidden fruit.

A few days after Partying with Paul and Marvin, I was back in the apartment, naked and this time, in bed. I sucked both of their cocks, and swallowed so much of their n cum. They both were pleased; I was a slut for their needs. Their girlfriends, pretty and smart, were not as sexual, not as submissive. I couldn’t imagine, I was so turned-on by their black muscular bodies, but their loss, I suppose.

I was gaining confidence too, and feeling less awkward about myself. I had worth, even as a slut. When I stood up, after taking both their cocks and come, and as usual, thanking them, I unzipped my jeans and undressed. They were surprised, and frankly, so was I. Did I just slip off my pants without being told. I wanted to be “fucked”.

Paul commented, “Damn bitch, you a freaky lil whore, ain’t you?”

Marvin asked, “Are you a virgin, and I told them, I was not.”

Paul said, “And you said it wasn’t anyone at school, damn girl.”

Paul led me to his bedroom, filled with posters and comics, and a few sports trophies, and not many books. They laid me on the bed, and Marvin licked my pussy. WOW, that was the best feeling ever as I had a strong orgasm. Marvin said, “White bitched taste good.”

I guess I was not their first white girl, er bitch.

Paul asked if I was on birth control. I know I should have said no, but I told them the truth. Paul asked if I still “fucked” the person I met at camp, and I said no. This was a lie, I probably had Leroy’s seed inside me. I learned that sperm could live 2-3 days.

They took turns fucking me, hard and strong. In the two times with these men, I found Paul very nice, and Marvin seemed angry or not as friendly. They both called me a slut and a whore. I was their n slut. But when they were done, Marvin kept referred to me as a bitch and whore. Paul stroked my hair and would tell me that I was a sexy girl.

Either way, I knew I was not going to a relationship and was alright with that.

I was walking home with Sally, and there was a small park, and I thought this would be perfect to talk. As we sat on a bench, Paul came into the park and saw me. He avoided me in school, because he had a girlfriend. I found my heart beating, as he saw me and walked towards us.

I haven’t talked to Sally yet, and thought, oh well, let the chips fall where they may.

Sally whispered to me, “Rachel, do you know him?”

I nodded and Paul approached and said, “Hello Rachel, who is your cute friend?”

I introduced him to Sally. Paul was charming, and told Sally, “I think I have seen you in school, you have pretty eyes and hair.”

I could see Sally was feeling something, someone was paying attention to her. I sensed right away, “Paul saw another easy “fuck”. I didn’t kid myself, I know I am not dating Paul or Marvin. I know that I am their sex-toy, another pet to get pleasure from. But if I found the experience pleasurable, then that was fair, right?

Paul went on, saying, “I am on my way home, want to party again.”
Sally was not stupid, and heard the “again”. It was time that Sally knew that I am sexual with Paul, and Marvin.

He added, “You too Sally, it be cool.”

I asked Paul if we could have a moment, and he said, “If you decided, just come over.”

When Paul stepped away, Sally said, “Holy shit, you fucked a black man? Holy Shit.”

I wasn’t sure if she was disgusted or amazed, but she went on, “What are they like, black men?”

Her questions were non-stop, adding, “Are they big like they say? Holy Shit.”

I slowed her down and was not ready to tell her about Marvin, and I was not going to talk about Leroy, not yet at least.

I told her the story and how I went to his apartment and we got high and would up naked. I added, “for them”, and her eyes widen. She was excited, but still could not tell where her head was at, “You just said, Them? More than one? Holy shit.

She added, “With another girl?”

I said, “No, just me, Paul and another high school boy, Marvin.”

She calmed down and said, “Paul seemed so nice, doesn’t he have that tall girlfried?”

I said, “Yes, but he loved sex with me, so does Marvin.”

I added, “I thought about this a lot, and I have no regrets. Besides, no one else wants to date me.”

Sally said, “That’s true. Well, that nerdy boy Jeffrey wants to take me out.”

We both said, “Ewwwwww.”

We laughed and I asked, “Do you want to go party with Paul?”

She thought about it, and finally said, “Did it hurt?”

I realized what she was asking. Leroy took my virginity but I said, “A little bit, they have large penises, but believe me, it does not hurt now and I crave their cocks. You will too, I bet. I will be with you.

She said, “Let’s go.”