Culture Shock

“Hey white girl…” grunted the tall one. He sat slouched down in the seat, with one hand on a large mason jar. I looked at him, and he gave an expression that was half smile and half snarl. “What yo name is?”

I blinked twice, and looked at my girlfriend before looking back at him, and even then I didn’t say anything. Stunned, and more than a little afraid to speak, it took Kelly to elbow me into motion.

“K… Kasi…” I stuttered, and immediately hated the way my voice sounded, all frightened and girlish. He gave a bigger smile, and through it, I saw the silver fronts on his teeth. In spite of this, he was still quite handsome. “Kasi.”

The man nodded, and gripped the front of his pants. The display would have likely disgusted a woman of more etiquette, but I’m not like that. I saw the action, and the animal fire in his eyes, and immediately my pussy began to drip.

My eyes lingered on his hand. All I could think about in that moment was how big it must be and how good he would be at using it. I wanted to see his massive black cock. I wanted to touch it, to taste it. From the look of his hard, slender black body, he wasn’t the type who would be gentle or soft.

“Well, Kasay…” he said, with his hard, thuggish accent in place, “You got that look, boo… ya know?”

I smiled and looked back at Kelly as she smiled that big, fake smile she does. I rolled my eyes when she shrugged, and looked at him again.

“Thank you…" I said and looked around, seeking distraction from that dangerous moment.

I looked at the black velvet painting of a voluptuous African woman hung on the wall above the table. It was hardly a master work, but it did tear my eyes away from my dangerous fantasy. I let my eyes drift to the open food pantry, and then the stove and refrigerator. Anything I could see to pry my eyes away from him, gripping what I was sure was a nice piece of man meat.

“Yeah…” his laugh pulled my eyes pack. He turned, and reached under the table. As he moved, I saw the other bulge; something, black, sinister, and made of matt black metal.

His hand never approached it, instead slipping below the seat to fish around out of sight. In time he brought out a plastic freezer baggie, no small amount of a leafy green within. “Well, Kasi with the big ass… Y'all gon chief with a nigga, or what?”

Kelly’s eyes lit up, and she turned from what she was doing. The smile that graced her greedy little lips was precious as she made a B-line for the table. Her walk was ever-so-careful, mindful of the 5-inch heels and super short skirt she wore.

“Hell, fuck yeah!” she finally said, as she reached the man and gave a huge smile. Never looking up our host poured out a small pile of green and then fished the packet of yellow wrapping papers. He dropped both on the table before the empty seat..

Kelly looked back at me and gave a brief, Christmas day smile before turning back to take the waiting chair.

“One of y'all muthafuckas gotta roll dis shit…”.

He leaned back in his chair, hand resting again on his secret package. His mellow brown eyes washed from Kelly to me and back and by God, it made me want to see under those jeans even more.

“You can roll a good one," he cocked his head and put his hand on the table, looking into my eyes without reservation. "can’t you Kasi?”

I laughed and rolled my eyes. I moved to the table and picked up the papers, pulling two out of the pack. Out of the corner of my vision, I could see his cold brown eyes sliding over my body, down my bare legs, to my heels. Then he looked up at Kelly as I turned to look at him. They both laughed.

“What?” I said as I pulled the beautiful smelling weed from the pile and began putting into the wrapping papers.

He shrugged, and looked at me.

“I’m just sayin, bae…” He gripped his package so hard, I imagined it had to hurt, and chuckled again. “Y'all lookin good den a muthafucka in here… “

“Shit, white girl," Then he reached up, and touched my hand… "y'all need to be careful… got a nigga wanting some thangs…”

I’ve rolled blunts, and joints, packed bowls, and hookahs since I was 12 years old. I’ve fucked black cock for the past 8 years, and I have never had more trouble in all my years, than I did that night. I sat there trying to get it right, trying to focus, but all I could think about was that hard cock sitting next to us.

“You nervous, or something, Sassy Kasi?” he asked finally.

"Uh oh, Threat..." Kelly chuckled, and grabbed me around my waste, pulling me to sit on her lap. Beneath me she laughed and said, “I'm thinking my girl likes you…”

I know my eyes got big as saucers, and when I looked at her she played innocent, with that face, and those eyes. I loved the way Kelly looked. She had an exoticism about her; skin always tanned, long dark hair. Kelly was wild; insanely so. Drugs, sex, rock and roll, that was her life style, and one of the main reasons I loved hanging out with her.

“Fuh -REAL-?” he said from the other side of me, looking me up and down. “Is that right? Kasi with the big assy, want a nigga, huh?”

I laughed, and tried to avoid the subject, by proffering the joint to our smiling host. Kelly had other plans though.

“Yeah, she likes you…” she chuckled pulling the train right back on track. “She likes her some B-B-C.”

“Kelly!” I said, looking at her, acting all shy.

He looked at me and at her.

“Wha’s that?” He seemed so serious at that moment, and that made Kelly laughed harder.

“It’s… It’s…” She was laughing so hard she couldn’t get it out. He seemed a little frustrated.

“The fuck? What's BBC?” he said a little harsher. I looked at him and smiled. My heart was pounding, but other parts of me were reacting to him as well. I felt the heat, and warmth and moisture all born of his gruff demeanor, and his alpha male machismo. Fear and worry flew to the way side, and I leaned over closer to him, and slipped my hand down, between his legs. His pants were baggy, and hung low, so I had to grab hard, but I wasn’t disappointed.

“B –B- C…” I said, squeezing him a couple times through his pants. Kelly had stopped laughing then and looked at us.

He seemed shocked then, and let his eyes linger on me another moment. It was Kelly who elaborated.

”Big… black… cock…” she said with emphasis on every word.

He continued to stare at me for a while. I started to let go, and he grabbed my hand.

“What?” he said. “You gon finish what you started with that Big Black Cock, or what?”

I know it’s easy to believe that stereotypes are not true. People say all the time that all black men don’t have big ass dicks. I'll say this… in the 8 years since my first big brown cock, I have yet to find untruth in it.

The cock that I was holding through his pants was a monster in its own right. I imagined it to be 10 inches long, and so thick that I couldn’t get my fist around it.

And from its girth and stiffness, it was ready and willing to go… I smiled and licked my lips, but Kelly moved first.

“There’s plenty of time for that shit later…”

She brushed my hand away from him and reached for the joint he had laid on the table.

"I wanna get fucked up before we do this party thing, ok?" She smiled in that way that seemed incomplete without her sticking her tongue out at me. "Where’s your lighter honey?”

The man called 'Threat' sat back in the chair, and looked at me for a long moment. Kelly, ever pushing the boundaries, gave him a testing look. I laughed as he slid a black Bic lighter across the table, and looked at me as if to say "No fucks given."

I love the way weed makes me feel. It’s like foreplay in that it lets me tune out all but the most intense senses, and makes me feel like a prisoner in my own body. Sex on drugs is a special treat for me. I’ve done it on Coke, Ecstasy, and even Mescaline once, but weed is my favorite. Its unlike anything else. I love that I’m loose enough to do crazy shit, and sober enough to remember how much I enjoyed it.

Threat got a little quieter as we smoked, and through it all, he never took his eyes off us. Kelly and I flirted a little, like we always did when we did private parties and the likes.

It seemed that when two hot girls played with each other, the men were a lot freer with the cash. The only time they became more free… is when we played with them.

Threat somehow produced a blunt, already rolled, as the roach of the joint died, and held it up. I was finishing my last toke, when he fired his monster up, and took a long hard drag off it.

Kelly smiled, and began to giggle.

“Hell yeah…” she said, already pretty high. ”That’s what the fuck I’m talking 'bout..”

Threat looked at her, and then at me, with a mock question in his eyes. He snickered speaking over the heavy smoke that sifted out of his lungs.

“Whachu talking, bout white girl?”

He sat back in the chair and he and Kelly traded looks, his non phased, hers non plused. Finally he.

“Come on, I know y'all can’t fuck with no blunt," He looked at us with arched eyebrows, and then. "With a blunt? Now… come on… Keep it real ma....”

I looked at his package, and before I cared, the words fell out of my mouth.

“That’s not what I wanna fuck with anyway…”

I slipped off Kelly’s lap, and crawled over to the table beside him, and grabbed his dick again. He chuckled, and behind me I hear Kelly gasp.

“Girl!!!” she said but Threat laughed again.

He took took another puff of the blunt, while watching me…

“Looks like Kasi want some of my tasty blunt... Imma have to give ya girl some…” He looked at Kelly and gave a mock sneer. “I don’t know about you yet…”

“Oh yeah?” She said, and moved over to the spot right beside me. She remained standing. As he took the blunt from his lips, she moved in to take the smoke… but not from the blunt. Their lips met, and I felt more than a little jealous, but I had other ideas in mind any way.

“Oh shit…” Threat was saying… “I likes that…”

I reached up, and grabbed the big silver buckle on his pants, and watched as his hand slipped around kelly’s thigh. Threat slid his free hand up to cup her beautiful, bubble butt.

“Hell yeah…” he said in a deep sigh. “Yall niggas might get some blunt after all…”

“I plan to get a lot more than that.” I said and unzipped his pants. It’s always a good sight, when the cock doesn’t pop right out when you unzip it. It means he’s got some girth that requires maneuvering to freedom. I love big cock, and let me tell you I was in a big hurry. I couldn’t wait to get my lips around his monster.

“Dayum…” Threat was laughing, and looking down at me. Kelly drew his attention with another kiss. She poured on the passion then moaned as his hand slipped between her thighs. I knew he wasn’t getting into her pussy. I also knew that Kelly loved to have her ass played with, and it was obvious that this boy was doing the job.

I leaned forward, and stuck my tongue out, to touch the head of his beautiful cock. It throbbed and jumped at the sensation, and my pussy was growing wetter by the moment. He moaned as he continued to kiss her. Kelly moaned as he caress her fine ass, and I opened my mouth, to sucked him in nice and slow, careful and mindful of my teeth.

“You didn’t know you was gonna fuck two fine ass white girls today," Kelly whispered, face still inches from his. "did you, Threat?”

He wasn’t saying anything, but then again, I can’t blame him. I was working on his hard man meat with such drive and attention that it made my clit throb.

Kelly saw me squirming, and kneeled down beside me, and just behind. One hand she moved my hair out of my face. She then leaned in to kiss my cheeks, which were bulging from my sloppy slurping of this nigga cock. Meanwhile her other hand slipped, down to my waist, and started to slip my purple, booty shorts down my legs.

When they were half way down, she slipped a finger over my rectum. I moaned with pleasure, which made Threat moan in turn. She brought her finger up to her lips, and licked it till it was glistening wet…

“You gonna let him fuck your sweet ass, Kasi?” She whispered in my ear, and immediately I felt her finger slip past my backdoor. I almost came at that very moment, and again, my moan caused Threat to moan in turn. “Huh? Can he have your ass and your pussy?”

I let his cock fall from my mouth long enough to moan out a whispered "yes," and she slapped my ass hard.

“You best ask him…” She said looking up at Threat.

He had leaned all the way back in the chair now, and looking at us both with heavy eyes.

“Baby… do you wanna fuck my ass?” I said in my smallest, tiniest voice. I’m not shy, and I love anal, but I find that guys love it when I talk like this. His brows arched, and then he was in motion, as my heart was pounding.

Threat stood up from the table and pushed Kelly aside, like a little rag doll. I was still on my knees, and he grabbed my shoulders, and picked me up and sat me down on the table.

“You want a nigga to fuck you, huh?” He said with fire in his eyes that made my heart race. He grabbed my knees, and forced them apart, the white, lacy panties hugging my wanting pussy. He reached down, and roughly grabbed the material at the crotch of the panties, and they were gone with a loud tear.

In instant later, I felt his body move. Before I could even take a breath or prepare for it, that huge cock was pushing roughly at my opening.

“Yess…”I heard escape from my lips, and my pussy became a deluge, but I still wasn’t wet enough. He pushed painfully in, and I was sure that I wasn't tearing from the girth, but while painful, it was extremely pleasurable… “OH GOD YES!!!”

My moans became louder and went from soft gasping to quiet pleading, to begging and demands in no time at all. I was screaming as he finally slipped inside, and filled me again and again with his huge, back cock. Lost in my own world of pleasure and pain for a moment, until I felt the table I was on shift. I opened my eyes, to find Kelly standing above me, kneeling. Her sweet, naked sex descending upon me as she kissed the dynamo who fucked me.

“Don’t forget about your girl…” She said, as she reached down and pulled my hair, guiding my face into her shaved pussy. She had been enjoying the show as well. She was already soaked when I slipped my tongue over her waiting clit.

“Hell yeah, Lick that pussy baby…” Came Threat’s reply from behind Kelly’s moaning, quivering body…

We remained like this for another 2 or 3 minutes, and by that time both Kelly and I had cum at least once. Then the intensity of the moment shattered at the sound of a slamming door.

We turned to see 3 young black men, thuggish, and looking at us from the front door. Others, standing outside, hadn't yet seen the scenario unfolding within.

Threat paused, and looked over his shoulder, as did Kelly. All the men in the room, stared laughing, and from the crowd forming as the door, came a feminine voice.

"Oh –helll- naw…"

That’s when things went a little more crazy. Kelly climbed off and dashed toward the living room. Threat kept right on filling me with that huge cock, and I wasn’t about to stop enjoying every hard driven inch.

“Oh my god…” I remember myself moaning over and over, almost to the point of screaming. I was throwing my head back and forth, and each time I glanced over more people seemed to be watching. I dug my claws into Threat's muscular chest and through gritted teeth I asked him for what I wasn’t sure I could even take.

“Harder, baby… fuck me harder…” It didn’t take much coaxing from him, and in an instant he answered every prayer. He grabbed my waist, and pulled me down further. My ass hung off the edge of the table, but his powerful hands held me in place, as his huge cock slammed in again and again. He was then fucking me so hard that I was sure he was bruising me all inside. “Oh gawd yes baby yes yes yes…”

My pussy began coming, and at the same time, I could feel his massive monster throbbing. In moments, his hot black cock was filling my tight, white pussy with cum…

I was in heaven, as he hovered above me, holding his hips against mine by my waist.

From the other room, I heard more moaning, and a female voice, though I’m not sure it was the same one, saying. “White girls is nasty…”

I chuckled, and rolled off the table, not bothering to fix any of my clothes. Threat sat back down in the chair, and picked up the rest of his blunt. I expected to see Kelly getting fucked by one or more of the hot young studs when I entered the living room. What I found upon entering was quite the pleasant surprise.

My girlfriend was laying on her back, on the coffee table. There was a loud mouthed female kneeling between her legs, though what she was doing I could not see. I did notice, that she had stripped from the waste down, and one of the men in the room was rubbing her ass.

The two turned and looked at me as I leaned up against the wall, heart pounding, pussy throbbing. Kelly then raised her head to see what had spoiled her ecstasy.

“Hey bitch, come here…” commanded the black girl, as she turned from Kelly. “Get over here, and let’s see if you are any better than this skinny bitch.”

As she said that, she pulled her knees up to her chest putting both feet on the coffee table. Kelly was sliding off still breathing, and a full beer bottle rolled off the table. My eyes must have been wide as saucers, but the black woman laughed.

“Bitch, get you ass over here and eat some nigga pussy… “

Kelly turned and looked at me, and she was in heaven. I looked at the woman and nodded, walking that way. As I did, several other black men followed behind me, and I felt their eyes probing me, washing over me.

I got to the woman, and looked down at her chocolate lined snatch, and my pussy was as wet as my mouth. I smiled, and fell down on my knees, ready to dive right in, but she grabbed my hair, and pulled me close to her face.

“You better get this pussy good and wet, bitch…" her growl wasn't as angry as I'm sure she thought. "I ain’t playing.”

I fell into the sweet, musky smell of her beautiful pussy. Manicured, but not bald, it had a sweet, tang to it, that reminded me more of raw potato than anything else. I started flicking my tongue, knowing that that’s the opposite of how Kelly licked pussy.

“Oh hell yeah, like that, bitch…" The woman moaned with a deep, manly gate. "Lick the shit out that pussy…”

I did as demanded of me, and in no time at all, she was bucking up at my face from the table… I knew she was getting ready. I slipped a finger into her sweet opening, and heard the tough girl below me whimper like a little puppy. My pussy, still dripping with Threat's cum, began to throb, and I needed some attention.

I sucked the black woman's clit into my mouth, and began flicking the sensitive button with my tongue. The whole time I flicked inside with two fingers, twisting them from side to side. I was looking for what most men, I know can’t find. It didn’t take long, and this girl was screaming and writhing, her juices coating my face.

I drew back, and pulled my fingers out, and shut my eyes in time to keep her sweet spray from getting into my eyes. She was a SQUIRTER, and that turned me on even more.

“Awe shit…” I heard several people standing around us say. Others chuckled, or talked among themselves. The beautiful and loud mouthed black girl lay back on the table moaning and bucking her hips in the air.

I looked around at the guys who were standing there, and then lay on my back, legs crossed on my elbows.

“What’s next?” I said, with a wicked smile.

Then the room became a blur of motion, and action. The man who had been rubbing the other girls ass walked over to me and grabbed me by my hair, pulling me closer to him. He had is huge black cock out of his pants, and pushed my face right to it. I took it gladly, and warshipped it. Meanwhile I could hear Kelly, and whom I presumed was the black girl, both moaning. One, if not both of them were getting fucked or sucked.

The bull I was blowing, began to moan, and his cock throbbed twice, giving me a small rush of precum. Before he could come, he pulled out, and I felt myself picked up, by my waist. As this happened, a hand slipped down to my pussy, and began stroking my clit. It was a short lived pleasure, as seconds later I was deposited on the couch, next to the black girl.

She was on her back, with another black stud fucking her senseless. The way she took it, quiet, and sensual turned me on so much, but again, I didn’t have much time to enjoy it. As soon as I felt my knees hit the couch, Another black cock was behind me, pushing into my throbbing wet pussy.

“Oh shit…” I said, as he slipped in to the hilt, but that was all I could say. My other friend stood front of me again, begging for more oral attention. I gave in, and with a few strokes he was blowing his wad in my mouth, down my throat. I’m not sure if the other one came or not. My pussy was already so wet, but weather or not he did he pulled out, and another pair of hands was turning me over.

Another black man was above me now, this one was lighter skinned, with beautiful light brown eyes. He pushed me back into the couch, and slid his sizable cock into me, and began fucking with all ernest. I was moaning in pleasure when I reached out and grabbed hold of yet another penis.

All the sudden my light skinned brotha lifted me up, and I put my arms around his neck. He lifted me by my hips, and bounced me over and over, on his cock. It was amazing, and I opened my eyes, and saw Kelly in a very similar position behind me.

She was completely naked, and her body glistened with sweat, and cum. She had gotten into it by now, I could tell by how she growled, and clawed at the boys as the fucked her.

A few more hard fucks, and another mind shattering orgasm on my part, I got passed to another strong black stud. My heart raced as another cock entered me from the front, and I felt a hard cock touch my asshole. I opened my mouth to protest but it was too late, hard cock was pushing past my tiny brown opening. In moments I was filled—ass and pussy with thick fuck meat. I was being fucked relentlessly.

I closed my eyes, and the pleasure and pain blended together into a symphony of lust and sensation. I stayed that way moaning from both for about 10 minutes. Then the man in my ass began to throb in short order, and then filled my back side with hot white cum. Overwhelmed and found myself coming from it as well. I looked over to see Kelly on her back on the couch now, getting fucked while sucking two other black studs….

I got passed around that way twice more, and came so many times I lost track.

Later we all lay in heaps all around the room. Kelly, Jolisa (the black bitch), and myself were all exhausted; ridden hard, and put away wet.