The Day I Took Black Dick
I'm a bit of an exhibitionist. I love the idea of people watching me while I play with myself. I love the idea of men jerking their fat cocks to the sight of my naked body. I'm pretty proud of my body. I have nice rippling muscles, a big round bubble butt, and a nice fat nine-inch dick. I won't brag, but I think I look pretty damn good, but this story isn't about me, it's about the four mature black men that found me in the woods one day and took me for everything I had. I happened to be butt ass naked, so all I really had to give were my holes, but they took their fair share and then some. It was the hottest fucking sex I've ever had.
This all happened in the woods behind my house. I own a decent plot of land, and as an exhibitionist I like to take my toys out in the woods and fuck around. I lay a blanket down and just have my fun. The vast majority of the time nobody is really out there, but being outside in the open while I sit on my dildos is enough of a rush. This particular day I got very lucky.
The night before a breaking news story interrupted my show alerting the area that four men -- big, black, and dangerous -- had escaped from the local prison. My property happens to be close to that prison, and the woods in the area have cliffs, caves, and all sorts of places to hide. Well, those four men had found a place to hide, and it happened to be just inside the cave at the back of the property line. Franklin, Deyron, William and Trey were there names. I'll never forget them.
I had been toying with myself for a while on the blanket, but I was mostly using smaller toys. I like to take my time when I warm myself up. I'm an expert at insertion, but going slow gives me more time, and eventually means I can go bigger by the time I'm done. I had three sets of small anal beads stuffed up inside me. All three are two-foot chains of one-inch beads, a small endeavor for me. I had them hanging out with just a few beads on each chain left. They rattled back and forth as I shook my bubble butt. I reached back and grabbed all three chains, pulling them out at once. The sound of my asshole expanding and contracting so rapidly is so hot to me. Just like the sound of a soaking wet pussy getting fucked hard and fast.
As I pulled them out and dangled them over my mouth, I heard a snap behind me in the woods. I never had to worry much about big animals out in the woods, so I shrugged it off. 'It could have been anything.' I began reinserting each chain one by one when another snap was followed by a shuffle.
"Who's there?" I asked. Silence. My asshole tightened up quick. I looked around and saw nothing. Then, after a short moment that seemed like a good hour, the four escaped prisoners showed themselves. They had abandoned their orange jumpsuits and showed up in nothing but underwear and white t-shirts. Oh shit.
Don't get me wrong, I am an exhibitionist, but the most dick I've ever taken was that of a busty transsexual escort that I meet regularly. She was certainly hung, but hung and hung times four are two very different things. The men stared me down, and I could feel the tension rising.
"What the fuck are you doing out here?" said the first dark man, William. He was handsome, no doubt. He was nearly busting out of his shirt with those muscles, and his shorts certainly weren't containing his anaconda very well, either.
"Uh," I stammered. I had nothing to say, really. What was I supposed to say? They could obviously see that I was out here putting things up my ass. What more of an explanation could I have offered?
"Do you know who we are?" asked the second man, Franklin. He was also handsome, but a little shorter than the first. He may not have been as muscular, either, but that dong of his seemed par for the course.
I nodded my head at them, but my mouth stayed closed. I don't know why I didn't lie. Panic arrests the reflexes, I suppose.
"What are we gonna do? He's seen us," said convict number three, known as Trey. He wasn't quite as handsome as the other two, and he was actually kind of scrawny, but he was obviously blessed below the waist. His dick almost looked like a third leg with how it was proportioned to his body.
"I won't say anything." Finally my dumb mouth opened. "If you don't say anything." By this time I realized that I was on my knees with three chains of anal beads hanging out of my ass, surrounded by four hung black men. I won't lie, it was a fantasy of mine, but one I've always figured would just stay a fantasy. A thousand images flashed through my head. There I was, being spit roasted by these black men, held up and fucked, used as a cumdumpster. I was brought back to reality when the fourth man spoke. I had no idea he was even there, but once I heard him I remembered: Four escaped prisoners.
"You like putting things up your ass? You a faggot or something?" His voice boomed. Deyron was his name; the fourth and final escapee. I thought William was big, holy shit this guy was huge. 6'8", three hundred pounds of muscle under an inch or two of fat, and the biggest fucking dick I had ever seen in my life. I almost felt bad for the guy. There's no way any woman could accommodate that forearm of a cock. I wouldn't be feeling bad for him in a few hours, though, I'd be longing for him.
"Not a faggot, no. Well, it depends on how freaky I feel like getting. I like pussy too. Why, you like what you see?" I have no idea why I said that. Actually, I do, but at the time I was so blown away by my nerve that I nearly dropped the beads out of my ass.
