Mr Wade: Story 180

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Brenda's Story - Letter 1

I don't write very good but you wanted me to tell it to you so here it is.

By the time I got around to goin with Jimmy, I'd been a pretty bad girl. Bad, that is, if fuckin a lot of guys is bad. It wasn't that I couldn't say no, 'ya know? I just didn't see much point in it.

Most of my girlfriends was always sayin no to this and no to that, makin the poor guy crazy until they finally let him get some. Then they'd wear his ring for a while, which you always knew meant they'd done it, and the next thing you knew they was breakin up, and she was pullin the same trick on some other poor guy.

It just didn't make sense to me. I mean, I could go with girls to the movies, if I really wanted to see the movie, 'ya know? And I certainly wasn't goin to starve to death if none of them took me out to eat. My mom was a really good cook. Heck, I knew they asked me out because they wanted to fuck me, and I went out with them so that they could. If it was good, we went out some more. If it wasn't good, we didn't.

What sucks is that people talk bad about you. Even the guys you fucked, which I gotta tell 'ya pissed me off. I didn't go around tellin everyone else which guys were hung and which one's wasn't, or who shot their load before they ever got it in, or stuff like that. I didn't even tell anyone who I fucked, but then I didn't have to.

I mean, really. So, anyway, like, Jimmy knew he could screw me, 'ya know. It wasn't any big secret. He knew I liked it, he knew I did it, and he knew I didn't turn much down. I guess that's what gave him the idea.

When he asked me, Jimmy said maybe we could, like, do it in the back room at this pool room his brother ran. That was cool with me. I'd been back there for a quickie once with...well, never mind who with, but anyway, I knew the layout and it was okay. His brother had a bed back there that he sometimes crashed on, and the juke was usually loud enough nobody heard 'ya moanin or anything like that.

So, anyway. Jimmy said to meet him there right after school. We had PE together, and he said he wanted it while I was fresh from doing jumpin jacks. Fine by me. I figured I'd just wear the PE outfit too. That alone might get me a few more good strokes.

The day came, and I walked from the school to the pool hall in my PE outfit. Nobody bugged me along the way except for the old guy that runs the news stand. He copped a feel of my ass when I walked by, but I was used to that. Sometimes I'd stop and let him get a really good feel, but I didn't have time for it this time.

The pool room was pretty busy for so early in the day, and I DID turn some heads when I walked in. Jimmy was already there, and he let us sit for a while on that old church pew his brother kept along the back wall while the guys got a bit more used to me bein there. It wasn't too long before they pretty much got their eyes full and went back to shootin pool. Then he took my hand and led me through the door to the back room.

I don't know exactly why it took me so long to get around to Jimmy. He was older than he was supposed to be, one of those that had to do a couple of years over, 'ya know? But when he started in, I could tell right away that he was pretty good. He got me real hot, real fast, and he didn't have to do anything but unzip his pants to make me get down on my knees and start workin on him with my mouth. I've always liked to do that, especially on the black guys. Jimmy wasn't black, but he was hung like one of 'em, so it was pretty much the same thing, especially if I kept my eyes shut.

So, anyway. I didn't figure Jimmy for a squirter, and I was right. I could take my time with him and not worry about him losing it before he ever got to the good part. He was real cool, and he just held my hair in his hands and worked his dick in and out of my mouth real slow like, almost like he didn't care if he shot or not. That made me even hotter, and while he was still chokin me with it, I slipped the little gym shorts down off my ass and off my legs. He liked that I did that and he started talkin dirty to me, all about how he knew how much I loved it and wanted it and all that shit. I love it when a guy pulls that number on me, and I started rubbin myself, gettin hotter and hotter with every word he said.

So, I was squattin there rubbin it and Jimmy workin himself in and out of my face, and he was bein nasty and I was about to go off and then he just pulled it out, and left me squattin and rubbin. He walked over to the bed and started takin his pants off, so I stripped the gym top off and lay down on the bed for him with my legs apart and my knees up. I learned a long time ago that if you start 'em out with your knees up they'll sometimes push them back by your head and give it to you really good. Its a trick you can use if you want. Won't cost you nothin.

But Jimmy had a trick for me. Instead of crawlin on, like they usually do, ole Jimmy got between my legs and started kissin it! Well, another one of the not so good things about bein so popular is that guys don't usually take time for that, 'ya know? So, when Jimmy did, it really worked on me. I raised both my legs and grabbed my thighs and held them out and let him go crazy on it, and believe me, the boy did. Hardly a minute had passed before he made me get noisy, and I was far too gone to worry about whether the juke was playin or not, 'ya know? I was lost in my own little world there for a while, and nothin mattered except his tongue and lips and the number they were doin on me down there.

I guess that's why I didn't notice the other guys come in. I went off like a rocket, that's what they always say, 'ya know, like a rocket, but I didn't know what they meant by that til this time, and then I knew, oh boy, oh boy, I did.

So, anyway. I looked up and there's guys standin all around the bed now. There was Hank and Larry and Marshall Welborn and two of the guys that hang out at the service station, and four or five more that I didn't know and hadn't done before. And there I am with my legs up and Jimmy with spread all over his face.

Up to this point the most I'd took at one time was three, that night in Johnny Smelter's station wagon. But hey, it wasn't like I had much choice at the moment, 'ya know? Of course, Jimmy was gonna be first. He'd been the one to get me there, afterall, and he'd primed the pump too, some might say. I guess he must have liked doin it with a crowd watchin, or maybe he really liked my taste, cause he didn't go long before he came. He hadn't hardly gotten out when somebody else was pushin him off and climbin on. Anyway, they started takin turns like that, with the ones that wasn't fuckin it holdin my legs apart, like I was gonna close 'em or something, right? Then I felt somebody pull my head over to the edge of the bed, and the first thing I knew they were workin on me at both ends.

I know you wanna know how many times and all that and how many guys there were, but I wasn't countin, 'ya know? I kept goin off from time to time myself, which made it kinda nice, but it also made it kinda hard to keep track of things. What I did finally notice was that nobody seemed to be leavin. Even some of the guys that I knew had done me more than a couple of times hung around, like they were really gonna do me some more, 'ya know? Not!

So, anyway. Jimmy took one last shot at me and then everybody got real quiet like. I put my legs down. They were pretty sore by now, but then so was the rest of it. Then some of the guys moved back from the bed and this big nigger walked between them. Now I know it ain't the thing to call 'em niggers, and I don't, especially not the one's I do, but I'd heard about this guy before, and that's what he went by, honest to God it was. Nigger Ned was what everybody around here called him, and if you walked up and asked him what his name was, that's what he'd tell 'ya.

He was known because of that, and because he was such a big man, but he was also known for the size of his hammer, if 'ya know what I mean. Well, I got a little shook right then. I hadn't seen Nigger Ned's dick, but if it was as big as they said it was, I wasn't real sure I wanted to, especially not at the moment. The boys had other ideas, though, and they started hootin and shit, encouragin him. Some of them took my arms and some of the others took my legs and they held me down on that bed so tight that I couldn't have gotten loose, no way, jose.

I strained my neck up so I could watch Nigger Ned undo his overalls. There wasn't no point in sayin I didn't want it. As afraid as I was, it still would have been a lie to have said I didn't want it, and they wasn't going to let me get up anyway, not til it was over. He only kept one strap up anyway, so it didn't take much to get out of his Liberty's. When they fell, and I saw it, I swear I thought I would faint.

The boys really started being noisy when they all saw it hangin there. You could tell he wasn't hard yet, but there wasn't a guy in that room with a wrist as big around as Nigger Ned's coal black pecker. Not only that, but it was damn long. Not just long, 'ya know. Damn long. You could hook most any two of those other boys up and they'd still be a caboose short next to Nigger Ned.

Well, my little heart was poundin, and I could feel cum leakin out of me like a river. My back was achin, my bone down there was bruised feelin and who knows how much cum I'd swallowed. But when Nigger Ned took his big ole hand and wrapped it part of the way around that black cock and started workin it, I felt my mouth grow dry and my eyes glaze over. I know it don't sound reasonable at all, but I hadn't never wanted to be fucked any more than I wanted to be fucked by that big damn long cock.

He pumped it maybe a dozen times, I don't know, but when he was done it was pointin up it was so hard. I swear it was, honest. He took his hand off of it and reached between my legs and gathered up some spread and wiped it all over the head of it. It shined like a new Plymouth, all deep black and glossy lookin with the cum and juice he rubbed all over it. Watchin him do that and havin his black fingers diggin in my worked over little hole made me even hotter, and my hips started movin. The guys liked that, and then Jimmy started tellin 'em to let me go. Some of them didn't want to at first, cause they thought I'd try to get away, but Jimmy knew and he told them to let go.

They all let go and the only thing I did was to reach out with my arms for Nigger Ned. Before that, he hadn't smiled or anything.

He was pretty strange. But when he saw me reachin up for him, wanting him to fuck me, he smiled really big, and he wasn't so scary lookin when he smiled like that.

So, anyway. He got up on the bed and got on his knees between my legs and started just rubbin the head of it up and down on me down there. The head made me think of that time that Eddie Baker's girlfriend and two of her friends had gotten mad at me because I'd given Eddie some and had fist fucked me in the girl's locker room. That's how big it felt rubbin me down there. I had tried not to let those girls know how much I liked what they did to me, but it's pretty hard to hide that, I guess.

But, anyway. I reached down with my hands and took hold of Nigger Ned's dick and started workin it up into me. There must of been somethin kinda hot about watchin me do that, cause the guys started pullin peckers out all over the room, and damn if they didn't start jerkin themselves off while I was squirmin down on Nigger Ned. I couldn't wrangle his dick much, so my hips had to do most of the work, and it was a slow go there at first. But then Nigger Ned reached for my nipples and pinched them real hard like and I felt like some dam had let go and he was slidin in finally easy like except it hurt and tears came to my eyes but my hips didn't stop and I didn't let go of his dick and then he let go of my tits and started fuckin me.

Nigger Ned could have fucked me any way he wanted. I didn't care. I just wanted his big black horse dick inside me as far as it would go. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him as hard as I'd ever kissed anybody, and his hands slid under me and he grabbed my ass and he moved his hips slow and regular like, pushin in just a little bit more dick with every hunch he did to me.

It was all drivin me crazy, all of it. The guys were jerkin off watchin. Guys who had already fucked me. They were hard again and it was cause this big black guy was doin me and because I was lovin it and because I was kissin him and movin my ass and takin more and more of his big dick and actin like I wanted more which I did and they could tell I did.

I started goin off but I didn't go off. It was like I got hung up somewhere along the way and couldn't go any farther and I was gaspin like I couldn't breathe but I could breathe and my hips were jerkin at him and all I could feel or think about was dick inside me and his black body coverin me and the way his dick had looked all shiny and pointin up.

That's when Nigger Ned really started fuckin me hard. He was gruntin, and I know it as hard work for him cause he's so big and I'm so little and he was rammin black meat into my little hole like he didn't care how far it went in and I could feel him bangin into the back and he was drivin me toward the head of the bed and my head started bangin against the headboard and guys were comin all over the backroom and I could feel it landin on my legs and then I wasn't hung up no more and I heard myself screamin sorta and the juke wasn't playin and the room started spinnin and that's all I remember until I woke up later.

Jimmy and his brother were there when I woke up, but everyone else had gone home. They'd been real sweet to me and had washed me up while I was out and had laid a blanket over top of me to keep me warm. When Jimmy saw I had come to he sat on the edge of the bed next to me and told me I'd done real good. Then he asked me could I move and I tried but I was too sore and he said I could stay there until I felt like I could move okay. He said he knew I probably wouldn't want to fuck much for a while, but that as soon as I wanted to again that he wanted to take me to the movies. That made me laugh and he smiled and his brother laid my clothes on the bed and walked out of the room.

Jimmy and I talked for a while and he asked was I mad that he had tricked me and I said no that I had never been fucked so good before. I told him he could fuck me some more sometime if he wanted to, but that maybe he should ask before he had a party again.

I was feelin better and Jimmy helped me get dressed and I could walk okay so Jimmy said he would take me home. I asked what time it was and he told me and it was still early so I asked him to instead of takin me home to please take me to Nigger Neds. And he did.

Love, Brenda

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