About me.
Well where do I begin ? I was your average kid I 'd say, celebrate to myself alot for whatever the rationality. I was short for my age about 5'6 and a 135 lbs with a 24-26 shank. Lots of brown hair, not hippie long but I guess you would say like skater hair's-breadth. haha. I had just middling dress, never got into the popular namebrands….jeans and a tee kinda kid. Had a small frame and didn't really actualise at the time but apparently I had a expectant butt. Not like a ghetto booty that you see on rap TV that are explosively across-the-board and fat, mine filled out just enough, perfect curve ball. Shorts and sweatpants really showed it off….I noticed this when I would change for bed….but it's whatever. It wasn't that important….I thought.
School was finally out for the summer. future year senior high. Could n't expect to just go bent out, wandering and exploring. I love do that kind of material. I lived in a nice neighborhood with my parents but being your typical 18 yr old ... .I had chores and we had a huuuge backyard that I got to cut every workweek ... needle to say I did n't get the quantity of gratis time that I wanted.
On one fussy weekend, I decided to walk thru my neighborhood to the highschool I would never see again haha, other face of the subdivision there was a somewhat spread out field and a not so wide gravel trail which led up to the old elementary school. I had to take the air past it in purchase order to intersect the master street and proceed to the high. I was always somewhat curious about that old shoal mostly beacause it was such a unique design, A large domed courtyard with sorting a concrete pit in the very pith ( a lot of skaters and tagger had covered it in graffitti ). Surrounding that, was the schoolroom buildings. It was actually a very expectant building. I had walked past it respective meter over the last 4 years and periodically would stop in the bean country and check to see if a door was opened, there weren't. As I said earlier, I'm an explorer….love checking out abanded mansion and so forth. It was variety of a rush I spose. My friend liked to remind me that I need to be measured because people live in some of these house and you just never know what might be in one of these buildings….As usual, I dismissed him. Never thought he would be right.
Beautiful sunny Sat good afternoon on this day. Had a gratuitous day, no yardwork, no nix. 82 degrees out., Couldn't believe how nice it was so I had was walking and biking anywhere and everywhere I could think of. Had a gamey wife-beater and some dismal bb shorts on with my flip flops….loved it. Throughout my travelling I found my way in the area of that old elementary schoolhouse again. I was feeling unusually brave today and said"fuck it"! I'm gon na get in this edifice today ! I rode up to the bonce field haha. That's pretty often how it looked. Got off my bike and walked around, wasn't there even 15 minutes before I saw a shadow of a guy. Not sure enough if it was veridical or my imagination but I didn't concern myself with it and continued to search for an unlocked door. A few more bit had gone by and I realized what I had seen wasn't a fantasm. A black guy had emerged from behind one of the concrete pillar that supported the domed stadium. Now…my mother being a border racist, I didn't have a lot of physical contact with the black residential district, the people I had seen were nowhere near as dark skinned as this guy, like african smuggled. Normal looking enough….about 6'I would suppose about 170lbs, say 32-34 waist. He was well built, not body builder but toned, safe sized arms, bland stomach, buzzed hair's-breadth, no nervus facialis whisker, etc. but goofy me still couldn't get over how dark he was. Didn't expression bad, just different. He was also in a Theodore Harold White wife-beater and a pair of gray sweats. He looked at me and I was looking back at him. This went on for about a hour before he spoke"What up"? he asked. I said"nix, just checking out the building ”."Trying to get in"? he asked. I said"Yeah ”."I know a way you can get in, there's a door that was pryed give"he said. I asked jokingly if he was the one who"pryed"it opened, he laughed and said"no ”. As I walked over towards him I noticed he was looking me up and down, didn't smile or anything. As I got closer he turned and we walked towards this door which was hidden a little bit so why I couldn't find it. I noticed though as were walking he fell back a bit and was walking someone what behind me. Ya ever get that burning feeling that you're being watched ? I turned around to see him and he looked at my middle which tells me he wasn't looking at my capitulum before I turned. I sort of regret wearing the shortstop I had on because they did fill out but I didn't let that care me and I continued on with him.
We got to the door and he opened it for me. I paused for a min and asked"have you been in here before"? He said"oh hell yea, that's how I knew there was a way in."It was glum and there were some folded tables against the wall. I proceded to walk further in, and I heard the door close."Why are you closing the door ?"I asked."Don't want nobody knowing were in here ya make love ?"I said ok and proceded. Realizing quickly that with his complexion, I could hardly see him. He was trailing behind me most of the prison term, we walked around for awhile, checking out classrooms and other areas little bit of chit-chat with each former as well. He asked how old I was and I asked the Sami of him."26"he said. We ended up in a fairly large schoolroom I believed it to be more towards the center/back of the school with a few desks and this huge old teachers desk. It wasn't much to look at and I became bored quickly. I knew I was going to explore so I had a penlight with me that I ended up dropping while I was in that elbow room. I bent down to beak it up and I heard"DAMN !"
I immediately stood up and swung around and looked at him. He was looking at me when I said"what"? He asked again my age, I told him and he says"How you end up with a pillage like that"? I was surprised he had asked this and I told him I didn't know and laughed a bit. I had noticed his mental attitude seem to change a bit. We were in the room for another arcminute when I turned towards him saying I was set to go when I saw something about his build was different. I noticed immediately the scheme of his dick was starting to depict in shorts. It wasn't Rock substantial but it was making an appearance. I realized right then my butt was a lot nicer than I thought. He noticed my stare and said"what"? Before I could answer he looked down and smiled,"yeah, it likes your booty. Bet you ain't seen zippo this big"? He was mightily, I hadn't and wasn't matter to. I didn't really make out what to say I just knew I wanted out. I said"ok well, thanks for showing me around."He replied with"aw but you ain't shown me zippo"I knew what he wanted to see and I wasn't having that."Yeah dismal"I mumbled."fountainhead aren't you gon na thank me for showing you ?"“ I just did"I said. He said"No no a different kind of thank you."I kept walking towards the classroom door as I said no. When all of a sudden he grabbed my right arm with his right and with his left handwriting grabbed a handful of my fuzz, pulled me away from the door and slammed me up against the wall ! I immediately freaked the ass out, he was holding me soaked and he was pressed up against me. I could feel his dick, rock hard against my ass."Naw boy, I'm telling you, you're gon na thank me the right way."He ran his hired man over my ass above my trunks."Dat ass flavor real number phat."spirit, I'm not gon na hurt you, you just call for to do what I want and you can go ok. ?"I asked"what do you want ?"He replied"act around and get on your stifle. If you try and run, then I'm gon na anguish you."I soooo did not require to do this but I did as he requested and was on me knees in front of his now solid shaft, still in his shorts. It looked tremendous ! He reached into his underdrawers and pulled it out, as he did he smacked my nose with the head of it."You ain't seen zilch this big huh ?"“ No"I replied."Yeeeaah, 10 column inch baby boy."85 grade outside felt like 100 in this room. He was sweaty….as was I. A smell I didn't recognize filled the air, scared out of my mind and fearful of what would materialise if I didn't comply. I knelt there waiting for him. He grabbed my hair and pushed his cock at my sass and said"spread out up !"The perfume was his crotch arena, their innate olfaction apparently. I did and he pushed his headland in my mouth, told me to wrap up my rim around it and keep back em closed. I complied as he pushed more and more in. I quickly started to gag and he yelled at me to keep open it in my mouth. I heard him set forth sighing and he had both paw on my read/write head pushing only about 3 inches in but I couldn't help it and started coughing and said"YEEEAAH ! Gag fucker, choke on this jigaboo dick."With that he pushed more in. I almost puked and pushed him away, got his dick out of my mouth and without any warning he back-handed me across my side."WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY beef ?"He grabbed my hair again and jammed even More of his huge pecker into my throat. By this time I was crying while he's sliding his meat in and out of my mouth. He started thrusting faster and faster, he pulled out of my mouth really speedy and smacked me in the face with it."You like sucking this smuggled dick huh little boy huh ? Answer me !"I stupidly said no and he hit me again with his pecker and the back of his hired hand till I finally said yes. It only was deadening for a few minutes before he really started slamming it in and out. I was still crying and he told me to shut the fuck up or he was really gon na chip in me something to cry about. He had a steady rhythm going, then he grabbed my hair even stiff"Your rima oris feeling so fucking dependable boy but I know that phat pussy is gon na be the bomb."Tighter and tighter he held my haircloth and he started grunting, then moaning, then literally yelling, pulled my headspring towards him shoved more pecker in my back talk, he was damn near screaming at me to get down all my nut petty fucker…every fucking drop and he yelled out once More and unloaded all he had in my rima oris grunting and moaning the whole prison term. He continued to yell asp me to immerse"Don't spit it out bitch or you gon na get hit again !"I gulped it down and was totally grossed out, it was salty and nasty as hell.
"good boy, now stand up."As I began to put up my legs were trembling and his dick was still hard, just as big. I couldn't avail but stare at it then I looked up at him.
He just looked at me and said"act around."I immediately started crying and begged him to let me go habitation. He said"naw boy, I ain't done yet and you know what I want"Still sobbing I begged him again to just let me go. He ignored my supplication and said flat out"Turn around or I'm gon na do it for you."Again sobbing, all I could think was what he wanted to do was really gon na hurt but it was gon na hurt more if I didn't do what he said. He slapped me and said"last chance boy"I wasn't looking at him, I was looking down and all I could see was that 10 inch behemoth protruding straight out and that he was itching to lay to rest it into my hole.
He slapped me again and said"I'm not playing games with you boy, are you gon na turn around ?"I just stood there. He grabbed my tomentum and pulled me away from the rampart, twirl me around and slammed me up against it with my ass facing him. I started crying."Shutup !"He stood up against me rubbing my ass, yanked my short and my underwear down, running his hands all over me…squeezed my cheeks a match times."mmmm mm boy your kitty-cat is driving my dick crazy."I couldn't do anything except sob lightly so he wouldn't hit me again."Don't worry, I'll go slow."He got down on his knees and buried his grimace between my arse. I could find his tounge against my jam getting it wet and slobbing all over it. He slide his tounge up and down my buns, while he was doing this I looked down between my legs and started crying again. His cock looked like it got bigger. He stood up and pressed himself against me and I could find his turncock rubbing up against my face to my trap. He spit on the straits of his cock and chafe my hole with the head word and started to push.
At first I didn't feel anything until….he grabbed my cheeks, pulled them apart and sunk his cockhead into my smashed asshole. I started to scream and cry and he was just saying"YEAAHH, YEAAAH gon na open up that pussy."He started easy like he said….little by little forcing more than and more of that huge stopcock into me. I couldn't handle it, I felt dizzy, nautious, frighten off. He was talking in my ear telling me to give my wooden leg wider, stick my stooge out towards him. I couldn't closure crying and groaning, he said"aww what's the matter boy ? Im not even in all the way."That just made me cry more. He took my bridge player and placed on his stopcock so I could feel how a great deal of it wasn't in me. There was A LOT ! He didn't have lube and he said I was unbelievably tight."Don't worry though, Im gon na push my way inside you."I can't begin to recount you the sum of money of fearfulness that was flowing thru me. I firmly believed that the way he was currently fucking me was not going to stay that way.
His momentum was starting to construct but he was becoming increasingly frustrated because of how crocked my kettle of fish was. I could feel it….based on the grunts he was making and how tight he was holding onto me. It was gon na get worse….and it did. He yelled and pulled me away from the rampart, pulling out his cock, he dropped to his knees, spit in my kettle of fish again and he let go of me tenacious enough, I grabbed my underclothes, pulled it up and tried to run. My short circuit were already off and I just gon na leave them. I had to get away from this nigga and his dick. Didn't make to the door in fourth dimension, he grabbed me and said"Where the fuck you going, I ain't done with dat ass."He pulled me back towards him, had me by hair and as he walked me towards the teacher desk he kept spanking my butt. thrust me down so toilsome my head hit the desk, bent over it. He kicked my wooden leg apart, grabbed my nerve over my underclothes and ripped it open up and completely off."I'm not playing with you no more bitch."He got in the proper posture behind me, tongue in my golf hole again and aimed his cock at my lilliputian boy star."You bout to get get it on and it's gon na fuckin hurt !"He pushed his head in and just kept forcing every inch. The number 1 3 inches didn't hurt….as much because I already had them, but he just kept jamming the balance into me. Once he past those 3 inches, I started screaming…literally screaming. My underclothes was on the desk, he grabbed them…ripped them apart and wrapped them over my mouth and around my pass as a gag he could concord onto to."Your mine now piddling boy, I'm gon na rip this phat assed pussy apart !"I'm not sure how much time went by, had to have been at least 2 hours. He just didn't stop and didn't attention what he did to me. He repeatedly spanked my ass so much the smacking made cry harder. I cried out your hurting me,"you said you would go slow."He said flat out"I lied. This is gon na hurt like infernal region petty boy."He powerfucked me over and over and over again. Slammed those 10 inches all the way inside me then would pull half way out and go bollock deep all over again. I think I blacked out at some point, when I came to he was starting to cum. Moaning and grunting and he yelled as I could feel his massive load explode inside of me. He grabbed my hair, yanked my read/write head and screamed at me to tell him to fuck me ! I wouldn't and he yanked harder and shove his putz until I was crying out in searing pain."SAY IT !"“ SAY IT BOY ! ! !"I couldn't treat it anymore and I started screaming"fuck me, lie with me"He said LOUDER BITCH, MAKE ME BELIEVE IT !"He was thrusting so unvoiced I almost passed out again. In a sobbing shout I screamed"FUCK MEEEEE ! ! !"Thrusting into me the stallion prison term he was yelling at me. He grabbed my nerve so hard ( I saw later claw Simon Marks from his nails in my buns ) and pulled my ass towards him, balls mystifying inside me. I couldn't layover sobbing even though by now my ass was totally benumbed but just his hips slamming against my ass scathe unbelievably bad. This continued until he started screaming, telling me how good my Loretta Young ass felt on his cock and exploded yet another load into me. Then he collapsed on top of me. He got up and pulled his cock out of worn out hole. I could sense his nut draining out of me."4 loads baby boy, 4 gobs ! Mm mm."He got what he wanted.
I stood up and almost fell, my legs were like piddle. He said"Get that phat ass outta here before I rip that pussy again."I as quickly as I could grabbed my shorts and ran out of there as fast as I could. Never looking back.
When I got abode, I went straight to my elbow room. I never told anyone what happened for many ground, awe mostly. The first matter I went to the privy, looked in the mirror at my butt and saw…..what he really did to me. Both my cheeks were black and blue, I had bitemarks on my buns and on the right side of meat of my ass….there was a bruised scheme of his hand on my ass. I cried myself to kip for 2 weeks after. Yeah, he definetly got what he wanted.

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