Part 1
My brother called me. He wanted to come east to visit his big Sis. I’m not really big, I’m about five foot four, a hundred twenty five pounds-soaking wet. I have a shapely ass, smallish, perky tits with large sensitive nipples that point upwardly. I have a darkish, olive complexion and dark hair. I’m pretty hot. I used to be quite the conservative bitch. I am recently single, about 3 months ago, my boyfriend and I split. My brother knew I was sad and depressed about all this. This is why he was visiting. What he didn’t know was that my ex had turned me on to drugs. I loved smoking crack. One of the reasons we split-up. I started to fuck my dealer for crack. Jerome. Jerome loved fucking my wet, bald pussy with his fat hard ,cock and I loved smoking his drugs. Sometimes he would share me with his buds and send me home with bag full of stuff to smoke. He kept me happy and I him. Last weekend was one of those times. He filled a baggie for me with rock. He and 2 of his friends were in town getting rid of shit. He called me to come over, Sunday at noon, “hey Babe I got something for you”, he said. I was excited to hear from him. He gave me the address, a local hotel. I got showered and dressed quickly. I threw on a sun dress, sandals and that was it, no panties no bra. I was excited about the drugs, yes but also excited about his 9 inch cock sliding into my wet pussy or anywhere else he wanted it to go. I was his cum dumpster, his little crack whore. My pussy got wet thinking about his cock when I drove over there. When I got there, he and 2 of his fat cocked friends ravaged me. And I loved it. I loved every minute of it.
I knocked on the door and Jerome answered it. He led me in and said, “Girl you look good!” He kissed me. His friends were seated on the hotel furnisher. There was a couch, a stuffed chair, a dining table with some chairs around it. Jerome introduced me to his 2 friends; I forgot their names now. They looked like they were drooling. Jerome asked, “Hi baby, you want to smoke some shit?” Jerome didn’t smoke nor did either of his friends. They were smoking some weed as the odor permeated the room. I sat at the table barely dressed, my sun skirt riding high on my thighs. My perky, stiff nipples were poking through the thin material. Jerome handed me the pipe and lit the bowl for me.” AUHHHH”, I fell into my own state of being. Eyes closed enjoying the immense feeling, the rush, the warmth throughout my body, the warmth deep in my stomach and groin. Jerome stood up behind me. He placed his hands to my shoulders and asked, “How was that baby.” My head fell back into his lap. Eyes shut; all I could do was say, “aauuuhhhhh.” Jerome’s hands fell down the front of me, to my breasts. The thin straps of my dress fell down off my shoulders. The flimsy material fell. I was sitting there after one hit of my drug, half naked. Jerome started teasing my hardened nipples, pinching and pulling on them. I let out a soft moan, his 2 friends watched intently. I had slid down the seat of the chair towards the edge; my sundress had ridden up my thighs, my legs slightly spread, my pussy aching to be touched, fucked. I was getting wet at the attention. Jerome asked if I wanted more. My head still in his lap, eyes still shut, I said, “yes, please.”
He loaded the pipe once again and held it to my waiting lips, he lit it and I inhaled. I held the smoke as long as I could, Jerome slowly moved away and left my head dangling, smoke slowly escaping my mouth,”auhhhh”, the flush of warmth took my body again. I, completely relaxed, body limp, legs fell open in the chair. The 3 black men watched me as I was seduced by the drug. After a few moments I came too and lifted my head to see the 3 black men watching me, smiling speaking quietly together as they smoked their weed. Jerome asked, “Isn’t she beautiful”, I smiled, my throat was desert dry, I was thirsty and asked for a drink. Jerome got me a beer, he poured it in a glass and I gulped down most of it. Jerome extended his hand and I reached for it. He helped me out of the chair, sundress falling to my feet. I stood there before them completely naked. The 2 men who sat said, “Bring that bitch over here Jerome.” Jerome said, “not yet”. He asked me if I wanted another hit. I was coming down and said “yes Jerome.” Jerome handed me my beer to finish and I did. He also loaded the pipe as I stood naked in front of the men. He teased me with the pipe, held it to my lips and pretended to light it. He flicked the lighter as he brought the pipe lower and lower still in my mouth. He made me get on the floor, on my hands and knees. He then made me turn so my ass was facing the 2 guys sitting. He brought my head completely down on the floor. My head resting on the floor, facing the side, my ass in the air, my bald ,wet pussy exposed to the 2 waiting black men. He lit the pipe; again I felt that warmness, the rush. I wanted to lie flat down but didn’t, I was like a rag doll, so relaxed in the moment.
Jerome waited for a bit, He asked me,” Do you want another hit babe.” “Please Jerome” I begged. “And can I have another drink”. He left me for a moment and poured me another beer. This time he came back with a bowl and put it in front of me, I smiled and played his game as I lapped at the bowl until it was nearly empty. Jerome said, spread your legs baby, show me you want some more crack.” I did as asked, cause I was wanting another hit. “Spread that pussy for the boys baby, Let them look at your shit.”With that he brought the empty bottle over and placed it under my wet pussy. “How much do you want that”. I spread my fat pussy lips with one hand and slowly worked the bottle into me, bucking my hips slowly as I did. The 2 guys sitting were laughing and saying “You go Jerome. Look at the fucking cunt, take it bitch”. They were enticing me on and I loved it. I wiggle and worked that bottle, I got up into a kneeling position; my juicy pussy spread wide, the bottle spreading me open filling my tight fuck hole. Jerome was there and I hung onto his waist as he unzipped his jeans. He fed me his hard cock, in my mouth. I rode the bottle as sucked Jerome’s hard 9 inch cock. I was accustomed to his size and could deep throat him without too much gagging. My little ass and hips started riding the shit out of that bottle, fucking the shit out of my wet sloppy cunt. Jerome stopped and pulled from my mouth. I stopped, he placed the bowl into my lips, I still had both hands on his stiff cock. I drew in the smoke and slowly went further down on the bottle, taking the girth in my wet pussy, I shook as I accommodated the large sized fuck toy. Jerome stepped away and I fell forward giving full view of the bottles penetration. I wiggled a little more into me. “Auhhhh”, I murmured. I was getting ready to cum and started to moan. I could hear the slushing sounds my wet pussy was making, taking that hard bottle. Jerome held my head as I felt his cock grow in my mouth, his cock throbbed, he moaned. He shot his hot load into my throat. I gagged a bit, some leaked from my mouth. My head went back as I slurped down his load. I swallowed all I could. I finished off Jerome. I ground on that bottle and shook myself. The 2 guys got on the floor with me one of them pulled the slimy bottle from my stretched, juiced cunt. One of them fucked the shit out my wet, now sloppy cunt. The other put his cock in my mouth. I took and swallowed more cum. The guy fucking me buried his cock and shot his wad deep in my stretched pussy. Jerome gave me a bag full for the next week or so. I got dressed, my pussy oozing with pain and cum. I went home. Crack whore.
My brother knew something was wrong even on the phone.. He just thought it was the relationship and was flying in tomorrow. I was taking the next couple of weeks off from work as he was going to be in town. Me being kind of petite he on the other hand was like our father, a big, handsome lad of 30, strong as an ox. He had huge hands and big muscular arms, large chest, wide shoulders and hadn’t developed the belly yet like Dad. He had short hair and always would wear a cowboy hat. He was about six foot three and 3 inches taller in his boots. He drove trucks, like Dad. This was his business. He also employed 3 or 4 men for his other ventures. He worked for the large ranches out West doing everything pretty much, driving for feed, welding fence, gathering hay. This is where I grew up. A simple farm girl and moved East to work in a small accountant firm. He stayed out West. I hadn’t seen him in 6 years and we were both excited.
The next day I was to pick him up at the airport at 3 in the afternoon. The airport is about 2 hours away. I took a toke on my pipe and off I went. I was early, it was a Saturday afternoon and busy, people everywhere travelers as well as security. I was anxious not only to see him but also to hurry home for another blast. Finally his plan arrived and they came through the gate. It was him my brother. I clearly see him even though he was one of the last ones off. Even through the crowd he stood out, tall and handsome. When he saw me he dropped his carry-on and came over and lifted me off the floor to give me a huge hug.”Damn you lost some wait sis”.
